I was a teenager and completely ignorant/uninformed about any aspect of sex. This was so long ago that the term queer or gay was only known as being "a fruit." I didn't know what this type of person did, but I'm really glad I did.
His name was Brent and at least a year older than me. He lived around the corner from my house, so we would walk back and forth to school together and sometimes hang out at his house after school, usually reading comics up in his bedroom. His mum and dad and older brother worked late in the day, so we were always alone until about six o'clock -- supper time at my house, so I'd go home then.
One day, we were in his room from about 3:45 to 6:00. He was propped up against a couple of pillows and I was sitting on a steamer trunk right beside his bed. We were both reading a comic when he said, "Look at this" and he showed me something on his page. I couldn't see it very well so he told me to get on the bed beside him. I looked at his comic and stayed there beside him looing at my own. After about three or four minutes, he put his hand on my thigh and squeezed it a bit and eventually kept moving his hand up and down my leg. He asked me if it was okay if he did that and I told him yes.
His hand was gradually moving up to the inside of my thigh; and since I wasn't protesting, he eventually was touching my cock. This was the first time anyone did this; and as a matter of fact, I wasn't even at the stage where I played with myself. I didn't know very much about masturbation, but I knew this felt pretty good. He asked me if I liked it and I said yes that it felt pretty good. He asked me if I wanted to do it to him too and I agreed, but he took it quite a bit further. He opened his belt, slid his zipper down, pulled his pants down along with his underwear. There it was--his bare cock out in the open. I was mesmerized by it, the first other-than-my-own cock I had ever seen. It was really long and round, much bigger than mine,
Brent took my hand and brought it up to his cock and wrapped my fingers around it and told me to take my pants and underwear off just like him. I did that and he started jerking me off, so I mimicked his movements and here I was having my first mutual jerk-off session and was really enjoying it.
After a few minutes of this, he said, "Want to feel something good? Get down on your knees on the floor." I did and he followed me down but just stood in front of me naked as the day he was born. He stood in front of me with his cock about four inches away from my face and put his hands on the back of my head as he moved his cock to my mouth. "Open your mouth and suck on me slowly." I did that and he put his cock in only a part way at first, then little by little he was giving me more. "Do you like that?" he asked and all I could say was mm-hmmm. I did like it--a lot. I reached my hands around his body and held onto his ass as I moved my head back and forth. I was getting my first face-fucking although I didn't know it was called that at that time. I loved it, really, really loved it and still do. He said, "We'd better stop because I'm going to cum." I knew what he meant and wasn't ready to take his cum in my mouth. I just kept my hands on his ass and let him rub his cock all over my face for about two minutes.
My cock was hard and longer than I had ever seen it get. He told me to sit on the side of the bed and when I did, he got on his knees and sucked my cock - my first blow job ever - and he sucked me until I came. He didn't try to avoid it. He sucked me off and I came in his mouth. My first ever ejaculation.
Almost every weekday after that, we got together and I craved sucking his cock. I learned how to avoid gagging when I sucked him. I learned how to suck his balls while I was jerking him off. I learned how to suck him off as he was sitting on my chest. I learned how to suck his cock while I was finger-fucking his ass (but not rim him). What I learned how to do and enjoy more than anything was to do a 69 with him.
or After grade twelve, I moved away from a small town of 7,500 to the big city of Toronto. I only sucked off about four guys after that, but I'm now a senior who is interested in sucking guys off (18-19 years old are my favorite) but would suck any cock offered to me.
There is an unbelievable sequel to my teen-age cocksucker. Not a happy one for me. Maybe I'll tell you later about it.
I'm living in Ottawa, Ontario now. If you are nearby and want to get together, write me a message.
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