My First Love

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My First Love

Chapter 1 My First Love

By Bastian Ward

I slowly came too.  My eyes cracked open, and as they began to focus, I could just make out the light as it seeped around my blinds.  I was beginning to wondering if that was what had woken me, but as I lay there trying to get my thoughts in order, there was another knock on my door.

I grabbed the sheet and pulled it across my naked body.  Not that we are prudish around our house, hell we all walked around the house in whatever, or nothing.  It was what we’d always done for as long as I could remember.  The only time we did anything different was when my brothers and I went through puberty.  Then we went through periods of covering ourselves, but we soon fell back into the ‘family line’ and didn’t make such a thing about it.

So, what’s so different about today, I hear you ask?  Well, yesterday afternoon I became a man, or, is the technical term ‘bitch’ now?  Oh, I don’t know, or do I have to wait until I see if we are actually in a relationship first?

“Hey.  You goin’ to work today?”  Came Dads’ voice through the door, breaking into my ruminations.

“Uh, no.”  I replied, “I’ve got assignments due Monday, so I swapped my shifts.”

“Oh.  Ok.  Well make sure they get done then, won't ya."

“Yeah, Dad.  No probs.”

I laid there looking at the ceiling. Trying to work out if yesterday actually happened or not.

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You see, I was walking home from school, and as usual, I was walking through the park.  Well, technically, it’s not really on my way home.  Well, it kinda is.  If I walk three blocks out of the way, of the most direct route home.  Well.  Ok, it’s eight blocks totally out of my way and takes me an extra 30mins to get home.  Ok??

Anyway, it doesn’t matter.  I mean who cares if I want to take the long way home or not?  Besides I like walking through the park.  It’s a huge park.  Lots of trees and bushes.  Playing fields for soccer, football, cricket, and hockey etc.  As well as a couple of playgrounds for little kids with swings, and slides, and stuff.

In fact, if you walk through the park the right way you’d think you were out in the country somewhere, as you can’t see any of the surrounding houses, and you can barely hear any traffic either.  It’s just like a constant hum in the background.

And it just so happens, that I always seem to fluke it, and exit the park near a certain toilet block, that everyone in the neighbourhood knows is frequented mainly by men, particularly on a Friday and Saturday night.  And sometimes the toilet block sees a little day action, but the guys who frequent it during the day always seem to be a little bit desperate to me.

I’ve always wanted to go in.  Just to see what happens.  You know.  Just to see what ‘they’ get up to.  I’ve heard all the rumours, of course, and whenever I’ve been to the park with anyone, we’ve always pointed and laughed if we’ve ever seen anyone going in or coming out.  Even if we don’t see anyone entering or leaving, we always talk about the ‘toilet block’ between ourselves and laugh, but no one has actually seen what goes on in there, that I know of anyways.  So, of course, I'm curious.  Hey, wouldn't you be?

Anyway, yesterday, I was walking home as usual, and I saw a bloke about my age, tanned, good-looking, with a runner’s body, clad only in shorts, t-shirt, and runners, run into the toilet block.  It stopped me dead in my tracks, and it felt like suddenly all the air in my lungs had suddenly been sucked out of me.

I also suddenly discovered that I needed to pee.  Desperately.  Like I was going to pee my pants, that very minute if I didn't get to a toilet instantly.  So, I took the only course of action available to me, and I followed the guy into the toilet block.  I had too.  I was really desperate.  I was.  Honest.

And there he was, just standing there, pissing at the urinal, with the band of his shorts tucked behind his cock and balls.  The sight of him standing there with his cock and balls hanging out, seemingly without a care in the world, just stopped me dead in my tracks as I drank in the sight of him.  I mean I just stood there mesmerised, as I watched the piss streaming out of his foreskin.  I suddenly remembered why I was there.  Because I had to pee.  Of course.  Really badly.  In fact, I’d had to pee so badly that I couldn’t have waited the five or so minutes it would have taken to get home.  Two minutes if I ran, but why run home, when there is a perfectly good toilet block right here, being used by only one other bloke.  One drop dead gorgeous very young hunky bloke.  Who, I now know, is the proud, well I think he’d be proud, fuck I’d be proud, to be the owner of the biggest cock and balls I’d ever seen.

I suddenly realised that I was just staring at the piss streaming out of the foreskin of his massive cock, you know like I'd never seen a bloke standing havin' a piss before in my entire life.  I’m sixteen, for fuck's sake.  I go to school.  Fuck, I’ve seen my classmates naked in the showers after P.E.  I also have two older brothers and a father, who all walk around the house naked, and aren’t afraid to piss in front of each other, or even to stand and use the toilet together on occasion.  Which pisses mum off a treat as she says we don't aim properly when more than one of us pisses in the toilet at the same time.  What she doesn't know is that we have ‘sword fights' with our piss, and it can get a bit messy.  So, I know what I'm talking about when I say he owns the biggest cock and balls I've ever seen.  With a big effort, I tore my eyes away from the glorious sight of his huge cock and balls, and the piss streaming out of his foreskin, and cast my eyes over the rest of him, again.  Luckily for me, he had his eyes closed, so I don't think he saw me stopping and staring at him.

But, there he was, just standing there.  With his hands on his head, which is probably why he had his shorts tucked behind his huge nuts in the first place.  He’d lifted the front of his t-shirt up and had it tucked behind his neck, so his chest, and most of his back was bare.  He was all hot and sweaty, and the smell of him was wafting over me in waves, and it was mixing nicely with the odour of his piss, and the background stench of the ‘not too clean’ toilet block.  Man, it was intoxicating.

I fumbled at my fly trying to get my cock out before he noticed I was standing staring at him.  I mean, I’m not a poof or nothin’.

“So.  See anything you like?”

At the sound of his voice, I nearly jumped out of my skin.  “Huh?  What?”  I said as my head snapped up at the sound of his voice, to look at him and I instantly fell into his incredibly deep brown eyes.

“Hmmmmm?”

He indicated his crotch with his head.  It was then that I realised that he had taken his hands off his head and was now shaking the drops off the end of his foreskin.  Naturally, because he motioned to it, my eyes were drawn to his mammoth cock, I mean who wouldn’t be, he practically forced me to look at his pendulous cock, that the guy held in his hand as he shook the drops off.

“It’s not bad, but I’ve seen better,” which was the usual taunt that me and my mates always said to each other if someone thought they’d caught us looking at their junk, and they’d asked us if we’d liked what we’d seen.  You know, if it happened in the toilets or the change rooms at school, particularly before or after P.E.  Consequently, it was the first and only thing that popped into my head to say, consequently I went bright red as I knew I’d been sprung.

He just harrumphed at me.

I shook the drops of my cock, because I had finished, and started to stuff my cock back into my pants.

“Don’t do that!”

“Hmmm?”  I froze, like a deer caught in the headlights.  I looked back at him.  He was still standing there with his cock and balls hanging over the top of his shorts.

“Don’t you want to touch it?”

“W..w..what..I..I’m..n..not..a..poof”, I stammered, and I’m sure I was turning an even brighter shade of red.  If that’s at all possible.

“I didn’t ask you if you were.  I just asked you if you wanted to touch it.  I mean.  You spent so long staring at my cock that I thought you might have wanted to touch it.  But if you don’t…,” the guy said as he went to flip the band of his shorts out from behind his huge nuts.

“Wait,” I said, but it sounded a bit too loud, even to me, as my hand shot out and grabbed hold of his huge cock, and I began to wonder, what the hell do I do with it now.

Sure, my brothers and I had fooled around with each other when we were younger, before we started to go through puberty.  Hell, even some of my friends and I have fooled around with each other as we were growing up, but after we went through puberty, we stopped doing all of that kind of thing.  Because suddenly it became so ‘gay’.  But this was sooo different.  In fact, I’ve never thought of touching another guys’ cock since then, and this was certainly the first time ever, that another guy was giving me permission to touch his cock.  No!  Wait, the guy was practically forcing me to touch it.  This isn’t the same kind of thing at all, to be honest, I’m not really sure what this is.

The fact is.  This is the first time I’d ever been inside this toilet block.  The first time I’d deliberately stood in front of another guy with my cock hanging out of my pants since hitting puberty.  And it was certainly the first time I’ve ever held another guys cock, with or without my cock hanging out of my pants, that’s for sure.

The sound of his laughter broke me out of my trance, “I am going to need my cock back.  I need to finish my run, and, well it is kinda attached to me.  And I’ve had it for so long, most of my life in fact, well that I’ve been aware of it anyway, that I really don’t want to leave it behind.  But seeing as how you seem to like touching it so much, why don’t I come over to your place later, when I've finished my run, and you can play with it some more.  That’s if you want to, of course!  I’d hate to force you to do something you didn’t want to do though.”

I dropped his cock so fast.  It was almost like I’d got an electric shock off it, or something.

“Hey, and Bastian.  Don’t worry about telling me your address...”

I must have looked at him with a dumb expression on my face, ‘cause he laughed at me again.

“Come on Bastian; don’t tell me you don’t recognise me, or do you only have eyes for my cock now.  Mind you I s’pose it is pretty impressive isn’t it?”  Which only made me stare at it again.  “But what does that make me, hmm, ‘a life support system for my cock’, I suppose?  Come on.  We go to the same school, you moron.  I’m in your brother Troy’s year.”

The guy was heading out the door, when he called back over his shoulder, "I'd put that away if I was you, or people might think you really were in here trying to pick up guys.  You don’t want people to think you do that kind of thing all the time, now do you?” he said laughing as he left.

I turned bright red again, and quickly stuffed my cock back into my pants and raced home.

It was Friday, so no one else was home yet.  I called Frank and swapped shifts with him.  Grabbed a shower and while I was drying off, the doorbell rang, I wrapped the towel around myself, and went and answered it.  It wasn’t until I’d opened the door, not that I make a habit of answering the door in nothing but a towel, in fact, this was the very first time I've ever answered the door in just a towel.  But then today has been a day like none I’d ever had before, besides I was expecting Will, so clad only in my towel, cinched around my waist I opened the door and saw Will standing there that I realised that it had all actually happened.

"Ya gonna ask me in or what?”  He asked with a big smirk plastered all over his face, "or have you had enough of my cock already?"

“Huh, um, yeah sure,” I stammered, as I stood back and let him in.

We stood there in the hallway.  “Look if you don’t want to do this…”

“Huh.  Hmm, what?  Oh, no.  No come in, come in,” I said beckoning him in.  “My room's this way,” I said as I led the way to my room.  Then realised that of course, he knew where my room was, he'd been here before, lots of times.  I thought to myself as I mentally hit my forehead.

He stood in the middle of my room looking at me, as I stood by my closed door.

“Um, do you know what you’re doing, here?”  He asked, somewhat concerned.

“Um, I've never done this before," I replied in a small voice, as I rubbed the back of my neck.

“Then why did you follow me into the toilet for?”

“Ahh, I don’t know.  I mean.  Um, no.  I’m not really sure, actually” I said, as I continued to rub the back of my head.

“So, is this your first time with another boy?”

"Um, it's my first time with anyone."

“You’ve had a girlfriend though.  Right?” Will asked concerned.

“Um, no”, I said as I looked at my feet, as I hopped from one foot to the other.  “Um, I’ve been out with girls, sure, but I’ve never had an actual ‘girlfriend’.”

“Oh, but you were in the toilet…”

“Um, that was my first time as well.”

“Really?  So, what?  Don’t tell me you really are sweet sixteen and never been kissed??”

My cheeks flamed red in embarrassment.  “Um, yeah.  I saw you go in, and I don’t know why but, um, I just decided to follow you in.  I’ve never been in there before.  Honest!”

Will laughed.  “Come here,” he said as he pulled me to him and wrapped his arms around me.

Being held in Wills' embrace I could smell his rank muskiness now, and it was so intoxicating.  Fuck, I never wanted him to let me go; I looked up at him, and he dropped his head and kissed me on the lips.  I was so surprised that my lips parted slightly.  That was all the opening he needed.  He started explored my mouth with his tongue, and I plucked up the courage and tentatively started exploring his mouth back.

Will ran his hands down my back possessively, and he cupped my arse in one hand, as we continued kissing.  Which made me jump, and I felt, more than heard, as he laughed at me.

I ran my hands down his back and could feel his corded muscles through his windcheater and t-shirt, while I drowned in our kiss.  I didn’t even realise that my towel had come undone and had pooled on the floor at my feet until I could feel Wills’ hand spreading my arse cheeks a bit while his finger found and started scratching at my hole.

I panicked and pushed Will away, while I took a breath.

“It’s Ok, babe,” Will said quietly, gently, as though he was talking to a frightened, injured animal he'd just found, “we won’t do anything you don’t want to.  Ok?”

“I’m sorry…”  I started, almost crying.

“Hey, it’s Ok.  Come with me,” Will said as he made soothing shushing noises as he took me by the hand and led me over to my bed.  He sat on the side of the bed and pulled me down to him.  I sat on Will’s lap as we started kissing again, as Will held me close to him enveloping me in his embrace.  When I began to relax a bit, Will started to stroke my thigh; then as I slowly parted my legs, he started to stroke my inner thigh.  I gasped as his hand encircled my cock and he slowly started to stroke it. Naturally, I became aroused, and the thicker I got, the more I opened my legs to give him better access.  Will reached down and cupped my balls and began to knead them gently.  After a bit, Will scooped me up, as he stood.  He turned around and laid me back on the bed.

I was leaking copious amounts of precum.  My balls felt slick with all the precum that’d leaked all over them.  Will climbed on top of me, supporting himself on his arms and knees, Will kissed me a few times on the lips.  Then he started to move down my body as he kissed my jaw, my throat, and then continued down 'till he was kissing my chest.  Will licked and sucked both my paps; he even nibbled them a bit, which made me laugh.  Will continued his journey south as he started kissing my abdomen, and as he exhaled, I could feel the hair around my navel moving.  Will followed my treasure trail which led him right to my pubic bush, then he moved out and started kissing my inner thighs.  Fuck I was in heaven!

I was moaning so deeply by now; I had a momentary thought that anyone passing in the street would be able to hear me.  But it was just a fleeting thought as Will chose that moment to start licking and kissing my cock, and I nearly jumped out of my skin.

He’d just started to suck my cock, his mouth was so warm and moist, and the sensation of his tongue sliding and pulsing at the underside of my cock when suddenly it all became too much, and I just couldn’t stand it anymore.  I grabbed Will by the shoulders.  Pulled him off my cock, with strength I didn’t know I had and threw him on the bed beside me.  I clawed my way on top of him and sat my naked arse on top of his clothed crotch.

I reached down and pulled the zip of Wills’ windcheater down and threw both sides of the top out to the side.  I leaned down and kissed him passionately, and deeply sucked his whole tongue into my mouth.  Will started to respond just as passionately; I broke the kiss off.  I reached down and grabbed the bottom of the front of Wills’ t-shirt and very slowly slid it up his torso, from his narrow hips, up over his sculptured chest.  I continued to slide Will’s t-shirt up past his broader shoulders and lifted it over his head until it was stuck behind his neck, just as it was when I'd seen him in the toilet block earlier.

Then following Will’s lead, I continued to kiss him again and then slowly began to move down to his jaw.  I moved on down Will’s neck and made my way onto his incredibly hard packed muscular chest.  I moved over and licked and sucked the sweat from Will’s left shaved armpit.  When I had my fill of the sweat I found there, I moved over to Will’s large copper coloured paps which I licked, sucked, and chewed each in turn, on my way across to his other armpit and once again I lost myself in the smell and taste of his sweat that I found there.

I didn't think I could find anyone's sweat sexy, let alone trying to lick and suck as much of it off their skin as I possibly could, but here I was licking Will’s armpit for all I was worth.  And to top it off I was rock hard, dripping precum, and lovin’ every minute of it.

I continued my journey south and kissed and licked Will’s rock-hard abs.  When I pulled his trackie daks, shorts, and jockstrap down, the heady aroma of Will’s sweaty dank crotch hit me full in the face, and I inhaled the heady aroma as deeply as I could before I discovered that Will shaves his pubes as well.  Which surprised me, I don’t think I know anyone who shaves their pubes before.  With Wills’ crotch exposed to the air, I could see it instantly bead with sweat, that I was desperate to taste.  Then for the first time in my life, I started to lick, kiss, and suck another guys’ cock and crotch.  I discovered I liked licking and sucking Wills’ cock and crotch.  I didn't think I'd ever would or could.  Hell, I have one.  I know how rank they can get, especially if you don't wash it properly, and what about the chance of ‘cheese'?  But none of that seemed to matter anymore; I just wanted to worship all of his lovely thick, enormous cock.

After a bit, I felt Wills' hands on the back of my head trying to cram more of his cock into my mouth, but I got scared, as I didn't really know what I was doing.  So, I started to push back; I was scared of hurting my throat, of what we’d started to do, suddenly, I wasn’t sure if this wasn’t a huge mistake.  I think I wanted out.

Will grabbed me under my arms and pulled me back up to him and kissed me long and deep.  I fell into his kiss again and never wanted to resurface.  After what seemed like forever, Will rolled me onto my back, pulled his clothes off, and straddled me again with his cock pointing straight at my face.  This time Will parted my legs by kneeling between them.  He reached behind, and grabbing me under my knees, drew my legs up to my chest.  While Will held my legs in place, he started to suck my cock, swallowing it effortlessly right down to the base.  I saw stars.  Fuck, I was in heaven.  I never wanted Will to stop.  Not ever.  But he did.  Worst luck.  Will worked his way down to my nuts and slowly licked and sucked each one, sucking each of them, in turn, into his mouth and rolling and playing with them with his tongue, until they were slick with his spit.  Will pushed my legs up higher until my butt was hovering just off the bed.  Will moved down further until I could feel his hot breath on my tightly puckered, virgin hole.

As Will started to lick at my hole and fuck, I knew I really was in heaven.  My god!  I didn’t think I’d felt anything so great in all my life.  I just laid there wondering why I had never tried to get someone to lick my hole before.  It has to be the greatest sensation in the world.  Well, next to Will sucking my dick.  No, wait, having him suck balls would have to be.  No.  No having him caress, lick, suck, and kiss me all over.  No.  No.  No.  No.  Wait.  Ahh, fuck!  Nothing is better than having Will licking and kissing my hole.

That was until Will started to probe the outside of my hole with his finger.  Just little circles to start.  Then Will began picking at my hole with his nail.  Oh, fuck, I didn’t think anything could be better, until I felt Will’s finger force its way into the opening of my hole, overcoming my sphincter, he probed me, just a little bit, for the first time.

I really was in heaven now.  I never wanted Will to stop.  I grabbed hold of him and pulled him down into a long kiss.  I wanted to know if I could taste myself on Wills’ lips.  In his mouth.  But not being sure what I tasted like, I wasn’t sure if I could or not.  Then I decided I wanted to taste him.  I threw him onto his back.  Pulled his legs up and dropped onto his musky hole like a man possessed.

If you’d asked me yesterday if I would ever lick another boys’ arsehole, I would have told you to go fuck yourself and tell you not to be so disgusting, and probably have punched you to boot.  But today I couldn’t get enough of Wills’ musky hole.

I licked all the sweat off Wills’ perineum.  Revelling in the taste and smell of him, with the weight of Wills’ enormous nuts alternating resting heavily on my head or pushing me in the face.  But I could smell the stronger muskiness of his hole calling me.  It took me about 2 seconds to decide if I could lick Wills’ hole, knowing full well that he’d probably shit today.  That there was a very real possibility that Will hadn’t wiped his arse properly.  I mean who does, really?  Let alone washed it, but I didn’t care, I fell on it, like a man possessed, and tried to force my tongue as far into it as I could possibly get inside Wills’ puckered hole.

Well, when I say hole, it wasn’t like the tight puckered ‘hole’ I’d glimpsed on other guys, Will’s was more like a slit, like pictures of vaginas that I’d seen in science books, but I didn’t care.  I just wanted to explore every inch of it that I could, and I was vaguely aware of Wills’ moans; I could feel them vibrating through his body, more than I could hear him.  Which was all the encouragement that I needed to drill Wills’ hole deeper.

Fuck, here I am with my tongue up another guy's poop chute, but not just any other guy, this was hunky Wills’ poop chute, and I'm loving it!  Nothing can be better than this.  Oh, no, wait.  Having Will suck my nuts is better.  No.  No.  Wait, having him suck my dick.  Oh, no.  No.  Wait.  Having Will drill my hole.  Oh, fuck it, I just love having sex with another guy.  Why haven't I ever done this before???

Will eventually grabbed me by the hair and pulled me up, dripping his arse juices all the way.  He drew me into another long deep kiss.  After a bit, Will broke the kiss off and asked me how I was going.  I looked at him horrified, “You stopped me to ask me that?”

“Well, yeah.  I’m guessing this is your first time, and I just want to make sure you’re Ok with everything we’re doing.”

I told Will to shut the fuck up and went back to kissing him.

We rolled again until I was on the bottom, which I didn’t mind.  Will moved us down the bed, and then Will manhandled me and spun me around until my mouth was under his cock.  I sucked on it greedily but yelped in surprise when I felt Will start to suck my cock at the same time.  I began to moan around his cock, especially when he lifted my nuts and his finger found my hole again.  Could life get any better than this??  Kill me now, ‘cause nothing could be better than this.  Kill me now, and I’d die a very happy boy.  No, wait!  Kill me now, and I'd be the happiest boy in the whole fuckin’ world.

I reluctantly pulled off Wills’ cock because I felt like I needed to pee.  I told Will he had to stop ‘cause I had to go pee, and he just laughed at me, and wouldn’t let me up.  Instead, Will stopped playing with my cock and hole, and gradually the sensation faded.

When the sensation past Will told me to lay across the bed and hang my head almost off the side, when I'd got myself into position Will told me he was going to teach me how to deep throat.

“Now all you have to do,” Will said, “is relax your throat, but it’s not easy.  Ok!”  Will warned, "Just relax your throat and try to overcome the gag reflex, Ok?"

“The what??”

“You’ll see,” was all Will said.

So, I said Ok, and he told me to take a breath and hold it, then Will slowly feed his cock into my mouth.  When it hit the back of my throat, I started to gag.  Will stroked my throat and told me to try to relax.  When Will had pushed half of his cock into my throat, he withdrew and let me take a breath.

I coughed up a lot of phlegm, and my eyes and nose were running. Will grabbed some tissues and gave them to me, so I could clean myself up and told me I was doing great.  Will said my throat felt so good around his cock.  He leant down and kissed me a long probing kiss, even though my nose was running, and I had snot all over my face still, plus I was still coughing up phlegm, but Will wanted to kiss me anyway.  I think that might have been the point that I truly fell in love with him.

When Will asked me if I was ready to try again, I just laid there and opened my mouth.

It took Will another couple of goes until he got all of his cock down my throat, and while I wasn’t exactly loving the experience, I just wanted to please Will so bad.  That and the fact that I was a bit proud of the fact that I could get any of Wills’ cock down my throat, let alone all of it.

Will pulled out and let me catch my breath.  He kissed me again.  He asked me if I was ready for him to fuck my mouth, and I just continued to lay there with my mouth open.

Will started off slowly, at first, and gradually built up some speed.  Then he just went for it.  Every time Will pulled out of my throat, it was just enough for me to grab another breath.  Which I did, before Will plunged his cock back down my throat.

Suddenly I could feel all this hot stuff shooting down my throat.  I began to get really scared, so I squirmed and tried to get away from Wills’ cock until he pulled his cock all the way out of my mouth.  I sat up coughing and asked him what just happened, and somewhat same facedly, Will told me that he just shot a load of his cum down my throat.  Will apologised because he hadn’t wanted to do that my first time.  Will was going to wait until we thought I was ready, but he said, my throat felt so good around his cock that he lost control of himself.

I asked him if I could get AIDS or something from swallowing his cum.

Will laughed at me and told me he was perfectly safe because he got checked for STD's all the time, and that he would never do anything to hurt me.  “Look,” Will said, "if I had any diseases, would I do this?"  As he caught a bit of his cum and put it in his mouth and swallowed it.  “See,” he said smiling at me, “no problems.  But next time, if there is a next time, I’ll ask you first.  Ok?”

Seemingly that was enough for me because I pulled Will down into another kiss and tried to suck his cum back out of his mouth.  I rolled over and turned around and looked down at Wills’ flaccid cock for a bit.  I did have to admit to myself that it was a beautiful cock.  That is if cocks can be thought of as beautiful.  But then I realised that it doesn’t matter to anyone else.  If I think Wills’ is a beautiful cock, then it’s a beautiful cock.  And I do love his cock, so that’s all that matters.

I started to lick and kiss it.  Which made Will jump every time.  So, I kept kissing and licking his cock until he pulled me off it, telling me, it's too sensitive for me to play with yet.

Will pulled me up until we were facing each other, and then Will started to kiss me.  He rolled me onto my back and began to kiss down my chest.  Over my abdomen.  Then Will sucked my cock into his mouth.  Will ran his tongue around the head of my cock, and I started to moan again, fuck I didn’t think I’d ever get tired of this.

I closed my eyes and got lost in the sensations that were emanating from my cock.  Will ran his tongue around the head of my penis, and even tried to force his tongue into my piss slit.  I was in heaven.  I had no idea that sex with anyone, let alone another male, could be so great.  Why hadn’t I discovered this before?  I’ve so missed out.  I tried to pull Will off my cock so I could kiss him, but Will wouldn't give up my cock.  He was sucking it like a man possessed.  So, I just left him to it and enjoyed the sensations emanating from my cock.  Will kept sucking my cock until I felt like I was going to pee again.  I tried to pull Will off my cock, but he was having none of that.  So, in desperation, I told Will I had to pee, really badly.  But even that didn’t make him stop.  I tried pulling Wills’ hair, his ears, in fact, I tried to pull any part of him I could to try and get Will off me so I could go pee.  I was getting desperate.  In the end, I had no other choice, and I felt my cock explode in Wills’ mouth.  And I saw stars, literally.  But I didn't pee in a steady stream like I usually do.  Instead, it seemed to come out in spurts.  It was so hot; it felt as though my cock was on fire.  My cock pumped loads and loads of cum into Wills’ waiting mouth, as I yelled, just for the pure joy of it.  I didn’t know what was happening.

As I slowly came down from the most incredible high, I just lay prone on the bed.  Will was still sucking at my cock, but I didn't care.  But now I understood what Will meant when he said that his cock became sensitive after he'd cum because now I could feel the roughness of Wills' tongue as it slid over the skin of my cock.  But I didn't have the energy to move or even speak, so I left Will to it.

Eventually, Will stopped sucking my cock and came and laid beside me on the bed.

“So.  How was your first orgasm?”  He asked.

“Oh, fuck...,” was all I could say as I broke into a coughing fit, fuck my throat was sore.

When I eventually caught my breath, I rolled over to face him.  “So, that was an orgasm?”  I asked him in my croaky voice.

Will laughed at me.  “Yes, silly.  That was an orgasm.  I take it you’ve never orgasmed before?”

I shook my head.  “No.  I mean I’ve masturbated before, but I’ve always stopped when I’ve had to pee, I croaked.  Man, my throat was sore, but I didn’t care.

Will laughed and kissed me.  He looked at my bedside clock and told me he had to go.  I lay and watched Will getting dressed and felt very disappointed as he tucked his cock back into his shorts.

“Um.  Can we do this again?”

“Sure”, Will replied as he came over to the bed and kissed me, “anytime you want.  If I’m not busy, that is.  I AM supposed to be training you know.”

I told him I did, and as he was walking out the door, he said he'd call me.  He closed the door, and I just lay sprawled across my bed.  As I dozed, I dreamed we were having sex again and woke with a start as my cock erupted all by itself and spewed hot cum all over my abdomen.  I saw stars again, but not quite as intense this time.  I was a little disappointed.  When I'd caught my breath, I cleaned myself up with my tissues and decided that I needed another shower.

It was when I got off the bed that I noticed that Will had left me a present of sorts.  I found his sweat-soaked jockstrap just lying on the floor.  I picked them up and holding them to my nose I breathed in the musky smell of Wills’ sweat, and I thought I could also smell a faint whiff of his piss.  Which I didn’t like quite as much, but who's complaining?  I'm certainly not, not after the afternoon I've just had.

I had to wait for my cock to go down, as it had sprung to attention as soon as I’d smelt Wills' sweat-soaked jockstrap.  I went and had another shower.  On my way back to my room I went into the kitchen and got a ziplock bag to put his jockstrap in.  I was going to give them back to him Monday at school.  If I didn’t see him over the weekend that is.  Although, I did wonder if I couldn’t keep Will’s jockstrap, you know, as a kind of keepsake.  Just in case this was the first and last time we'd ever have sex.  Tears sprung to my eyes instantly at that thought, and I started to cry.  ‘Stop being a baby’, I scolded myself, it’s not like we’re in a relationship or anything.  Just get over it!

Still, no one was home, so I grabbed my books and sat at my desk and tried to start my assignments, but all I could think of was Wills’ cock sliding in and out of my mouth, and when I got stuck on that thought my cock started to stir.

I struggled to push the thoughts of Will aside, but with a tremendous mental effort, I eventually was able to do it and got lost in my books.

My family started to trickle home about 7 pm, and by then, I really had made a start on my assignments.

We did our usual Friday night routine and ordered pizza and watched TV.  I sat there eating pizza with everyone else, wondering if anyone could tell I’d just had sex.  I mean surely, I looked different.  Or at least smelled differently now.  I don’t know.  Didn’t I look older, or more manly or something, anything.  Surely Mum could tell there was something different about me, even if the other idiots couldn’t, but no; it was the usual Friday night, we ate pizza and watched TV then those of us who were going out; went.  While the rest of us went off and did our own thing, and my passing into manhood, or is the technical term ‘bitchhood’ now, hang on a minute is that even a word, or am I just making stuff up now?  Anyway, seemingly the most momentous moment of my life went unnoticed by everyone, including mum.  So, I went back to my assignments, but couldn’t really concentrate.  So, I went out for a walk, to clear my head, but really, I was secretly hoping to bump into Will at the park.

It was a hot summer’s night, so I was only wearing a pair of shorts and a t-shirt and was surprised by how aware I was of my cock jiggling around inside my shorts.  I don’t think I was ever so aware of my junk before.  Sure, I scratch the boys occasionally if they got itchy, particularly after reaching puberty and I grew hair, or I’d readjust everything when the boys became stuck or caught up or something.  Doesn’t everyone?

So, is this what it’s like after having sex for the first time?  Do you suddenly become hyper-aware of your junk and what it's doing all the time?  I was finding it very distracting, and not finding Will in the park just added to my feelings of melancholy, so I headed home.  I gave the toilet block a wide berth though, as I wasn’t sure how I felt about the men who frequented the place now.  Well, there was that, plus the fact I didn’t want to see Will going in, or coming out of there, ‘cause I wouldn’t know what that could mean about me.  About us.  If there was an us after today of course.

I was driving myself nuts.  So, I went home.  Played some video games and went to bed.

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I woke with what seemed to be the biggest boner of my life!  I swear my cock seems as though it grew 8" overnight.  It seemed as though it was even preventing me from being able to roll over in bed, it was that massive, almost like it was the kickstand on a bike or something.  I reached down and touched it, and fuck the thing went off on its own, and I only touched it once, I swear.  I reached out and grabbed some tissues to clean myself up with.  I was going to get up but, thinking about yesterday afternoon was doing nothing but getting me hard again.  I lay there trying to think about something else until I was sure I wouldn’t embarrass myself out there.  I eventually got myself under control enough to get up and go to the loo.  Went to the kitchen and had breakfast.  Cleaned up the kitchen and went back to my room and tried to concentrate on my assignments, which was so hard with Will’s dirty jockstrap in their zip lock bag calling me, but I did get on with my assignments.  Eventually!

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Bastian Ward