A straight guys first time.
One of my first jobs as a teenager was in a restuarant. That is where I met "J." J was about my age and sharing some of the same interests, we became friends. Pretty quickly though, I started to realize that J might be gay. Pretty quickly, I realized that J might be into me. Subtle things, a look, a touch, but they didn't bother me. Maybe they were even flattering. Although J never outright said anything, I suspected. Back then, it wasn't something a guy would readily admit, especially to a straight guy.
At that age, I was always so horny. I can only assume J was too. Maybe that was what forced his hand that night. A lust for cock, a curiousity, an attraction, I can only guess why J leaned against me. He was a friend, but that alone can not explain why I did what I did. Why did I not move? Why did I not pull away? Was I curious? Even now, I can not explain the exact reasons. I can explain my experience, though.
I felt J against me, leaning against my arm as we sat on the couch. Watching TV, pretending like I didn't notice him, yet I could feel his warmth. I could feel a strange electricity. A tingle that ran through me and up my spine. Strangely, it felt kind of unexpectedly wonderful. I don't know how long we sat like that. When he put his hand on my thigh, time seemed to stand still. I thought I would be upset, but instead I felt a little bit aroused. Looking back, if J was merely testing the waters, I was unknowingly encouraging him. I wonder if he could feel my heat, he must of.
I felt strangely intoxicated. I felt sightly light headed. I remember shifting as I sat next to him and he used the moment to slide his hand down my inner thigh and closer to my cock. I felt as if every hair on my head was standing on end. There was no denying his intent now and still I did not pull away. A hand, any hand it turns out, that close to my cock made it stir and harden in my pants. Again I shifted, this time to make room for my growing erection. J leaned against me harder, his head seemed to be against me lower. Slowly, he seemed to be going down on me. The was an air now. An unseen tension, thick yet unspoken. All I could here was our breathing, maybe my heart pounding. Even the sound of the TV seemed hushed and distant. Slowly, without speaking, J slid to his knees between my legs. Without thinking, my legs instinctivly opened and my body slid to the edge of the seat. I didn't look, but I could tell J's eyes were focused on my crotch. His nervous hands moved up my thighs. My cock was now unexpectedly raging with teenage urgency. He began to pull on my fly and his hand brushed against my still covered cock. It made me shutter. J slowly, nervously, moved his fingers from my zipper to my hard on. Slowly, he rubbed it through my pants. His lust, my urgency was building. J unzipped me and imched down my pants, pulling one side then the other. My cock was now free, rock hard and erect. I could feel J's eyes on me. His gaze intense, his stare lust filled and horny. It made me throb. I had to admit, it was such a turn on to be lusted after like that. J just stared, his hands now caressing my inner thighs. He just stared and my cock throbbed in anticipation. His touch had such warmth, his finger tips transmitted such a charge. When he touched my cock, it made my head spin. J held my cock and brought his mouth to it. His tongue ran up my length and my eyes rolled back. I felt it, warm and wet. I felt his lips. I felt them caress my engorged cock's head. Warm, wet and like velvet, I felt his mouth on me and move down my shaft. A moan broke the silence, I was so lost in the pleasure, I'm not even sure who's moan it was. His wonderful mouth sucked me. Strangely, unexpectedly, better than any girl I had ever been with. Maybe it was the moment, maybe my horny teen urgency, but it felt unbelievable. His hand on my hips, I felt his mouth take me deeper. My cock pushed against the back of his throat. I closed my eyes, I gave into the pleasure, I had no choice at that point. J sucked me, his mouth pleasured me and I felt my orgasm building. I remember the feeling, I can still remember the shaking, trembling urgency. Lost, intoxicated, light headed, I felt it build. His amazing, wonderful mouth brought me to the edge and then over it. My body shook as my cum shot erupted. I came straight into J's mouth and he just swallowed. Wave after wave rocked me and he just swallowed. My cock throbbed and exploded and he swallowed. After, he softly licked my sensitive dick and it struck me, "Where do we go from here?"
We were friends. In the days that followed I wondered if that had changed. Would we go back to the way it was before? Could we go back? Could I be honest with myself and admit that I enjoyed him sucking me and wanted him to do it again? How would that go? It wasn't something I could tell him, was it? Seeing him, seeing his almost guilty expression. I knew I could and would tell him. We slipped away, we both knew why. As soon as we were alone, in private, we both knew what we wanted. I was standing in front of him and he sat on the edge of his seat. I could feel his eyes burning a hole through my pants crotch. He wanted this again so much and it turns out, so did I. His hands on me, the anticipation, my cock was already swelling and hard. The same feelings came flooding back as his warm, amazing mouth engulfed me. I surprised myself and let out a "Yes." So lost in the pleasure, I held his shoulders as he sucking me. My legs shook and my knees felt weak as I fed him my cum yet again.
I didn't think about anything beyond getting incredible blowjobs. It was J who again would push my boundaries. I was laying back, his hands and mouth on me. I barely noticed J had slid out of his shorts. It was the first time he had done this. I thought maybe he was going to stroke himself. Oddly, I thought he should enjoy himself too. Strangely, I guess it seemed fair. I didn't think much about it. When J moved himself on top of me, I knew he wanted something entirely different. It was the first time I had seen a hard cock. J's dick bounced as he held my erection in his hand. I found that I was holding my breath, my heart was pounding in my chest as I watched him lower his hole to me cock's head. I felt him, warm, tight and slick with lube. As he pushed down, I pressed inside him. J winched in erotic pain. The look on his face a mix of ecstasy and excitement, pain and pleasure. His ass gripped my cock and released. It pulsed around my hard on, so tight and incredible. He slowly took more, his assshole squeezed and released as I throbbed and felt myself leak. His tight hole gripped me, milked me. My orgasm would be unbelivable, I could already feel it. The thought of filling his asshole with my jizz was somehow thrilling. We both wanted it, we both knew it, we didn't even have to say it. He started to grind on me, bounce on me. His cock, so rock hard, leaked precum on my stomach as it slapped and rubbed against me. It was a turn on for me knowing how turned on he was. His ass full of my hard cock. He rocked back and forth quicker now, harder. I could feel my amazing orgasm build. "Yes, yes" I whispered, softly, passionately, under my breath. "Yes, yes," encouraging him, urging him on. His tight, warm ass, his rocking, bouncing motion, "Yes, yes!" I shook and exploded inside him. I grapped his waist to stop him, I had to, my cock felt so sensitive as it flooded his insides with jizz. I held him, my hands squeezed his waist. I didn't let go, it kind of just felt so right. Still holding him, ne leaned back. There was slick, clear precum running down his shaft. His cock was throbbing as his asshole squeezed me. Such plessure for both of us. J took his cock in his hand and as I watched, he stroked himself, faster and faster. I didn't question, I didn't even think about it. My cock deep inside even, he stroked himself to orgasm and shot his cum across my stomach and chest. It landed, thick and heavy as his legs quivered and he moaned out loud. I was still holding his waist when he lifted himself off me. He collapsed next to me, both of us spent. We just layed there, both of us breathing heavy.
At that age, I was always so horny. I can only assume J was too. Maybe that was what forced his hand that night. A lust for cock, a curiousity, an attraction, I can only guess why J leaned against me. He was a friend, but that alone can not explain why I did what I did. Why did I not move? Why did I not pull away? Was I curious? Even now, I can not explain the exact reasons. I can explain my experience, though.
I felt J against me, leaning against my arm as we sat on the couch. Watching TV, pretending like I didn't notice him, yet I could feel his warmth. I could feel a strange electricity. A tingle that ran through me and up my spine. Strangely, it felt kind of unexpectedly wonderful. I don't know how long we sat like that. When he put his hand on my thigh, time seemed to stand still. I thought I would be upset, but instead I felt a little bit aroused. Looking back, if J was merely testing the waters, I was unknowingly encouraging him. I wonder if he could feel my heat, he must of.
I felt strangely intoxicated. I felt sightly light headed. I remember shifting as I sat next to him and he used the moment to slide his hand down my inner thigh and closer to my cock. I felt as if every hair on my head was standing on end. There was no denying his intent now and still I did not pull away. A hand, any hand it turns out, that close to my cock made it stir and harden in my pants. Again I shifted, this time to make room for my growing erection. J leaned against me harder, his head seemed to be against me lower. Slowly, he seemed to be going down on me. The was an air now. An unseen tension, thick yet unspoken. All I could here was our breathing, maybe my heart pounding. Even the sound of the TV seemed hushed and distant. Slowly, without speaking, J slid to his knees between my legs. Without thinking, my legs instinctivly opened and my body slid to the edge of the seat. I didn't look, but I could tell J's eyes were focused on my crotch. His nervous hands moved up my thighs. My cock was now unexpectedly raging with teenage urgency. He began to pull on my fly and his hand brushed against my still covered cock. It made me shutter. J slowly, nervously, moved his fingers from my zipper to my hard on. Slowly, he rubbed it through my pants. His lust, my urgency was building. J unzipped me and imched down my pants, pulling one side then the other. My cock was now free, rock hard and erect. I could feel J's eyes on me. His gaze intense, his stare lust filled and horny. It made me throb. I had to admit, it was such a turn on to be lusted after like that. J just stared, his hands now caressing my inner thighs. He just stared and my cock throbbed in anticipation. His touch had such warmth, his finger tips transmitted such a charge. When he touched my cock, it made my head spin. J held my cock and brought his mouth to it. His tongue ran up my length and my eyes rolled back. I felt it, warm and wet. I felt his lips. I felt them caress my engorged cock's head. Warm, wet and like velvet, I felt his mouth on me and move down my shaft. A moan broke the silence, I was so lost in the pleasure, I'm not even sure who's moan it was. His wonderful mouth sucked me. Strangely, unexpectedly, better than any girl I had ever been with. Maybe it was the moment, maybe my horny teen urgency, but it felt unbelievable. His hand on my hips, I felt his mouth take me deeper. My cock pushed against the back of his throat. I closed my eyes, I gave into the pleasure, I had no choice at that point. J sucked me, his mouth pleasured me and I felt my orgasm building. I remember the feeling, I can still remember the shaking, trembling urgency. Lost, intoxicated, light headed, I felt it build. His amazing, wonderful mouth brought me to the edge and then over it. My body shook as my cum shot erupted. I came straight into J's mouth and he just swallowed. Wave after wave rocked me and he just swallowed. My cock throbbed and exploded and he swallowed. After, he softly licked my sensitive dick and it struck me, "Where do we go from here?"
We were friends. In the days that followed I wondered if that had changed. Would we go back to the way it was before? Could we go back? Could I be honest with myself and admit that I enjoyed him sucking me and wanted him to do it again? How would that go? It wasn't something I could tell him, was it? Seeing him, seeing his almost guilty expression. I knew I could and would tell him. We slipped away, we both knew why. As soon as we were alone, in private, we both knew what we wanted. I was standing in front of him and he sat on the edge of his seat. I could feel his eyes burning a hole through my pants crotch. He wanted this again so much and it turns out, so did I. His hands on me, the anticipation, my cock was already swelling and hard. The same feelings came flooding back as his warm, amazing mouth engulfed me. I surprised myself and let out a "Yes." So lost in the pleasure, I held his shoulders as he sucking me. My legs shook and my knees felt weak as I fed him my cum yet again.
I didn't think about anything beyond getting incredible blowjobs. It was J who again would push my boundaries. I was laying back, his hands and mouth on me. I barely noticed J had slid out of his shorts. It was the first time he had done this. I thought maybe he was going to stroke himself. Oddly, I thought he should enjoy himself too. Strangely, I guess it seemed fair. I didn't think much about it. When J moved himself on top of me, I knew he wanted something entirely different. It was the first time I had seen a hard cock. J's dick bounced as he held my erection in his hand. I found that I was holding my breath, my heart was pounding in my chest as I watched him lower his hole to me cock's head. I felt him, warm, tight and slick with lube. As he pushed down, I pressed inside him. J winched in erotic pain. The look on his face a mix of ecstasy and excitement, pain and pleasure. His ass gripped my cock and released. It pulsed around my hard on, so tight and incredible. He slowly took more, his assshole squeezed and released as I throbbed and felt myself leak. His tight hole gripped me, milked me. My orgasm would be unbelivable, I could already feel it. The thought of filling his asshole with my jizz was somehow thrilling. We both wanted it, we both knew it, we didn't even have to say it. He started to grind on me, bounce on me. His cock, so rock hard, leaked precum on my stomach as it slapped and rubbed against me. It was a turn on for me knowing how turned on he was. His ass full of my hard cock. He rocked back and forth quicker now, harder. I could feel my amazing orgasm build. "Yes, yes" I whispered, softly, passionately, under my breath. "Yes, yes," encouraging him, urging him on. His tight, warm ass, his rocking, bouncing motion, "Yes, yes!" I shook and exploded inside him. I grapped his waist to stop him, I had to, my cock felt so sensitive as it flooded his insides with jizz. I held him, my hands squeezed his waist. I didn't let go, it kind of just felt so right. Still holding him, ne leaned back. There was slick, clear precum running down his shaft. His cock was throbbing as his asshole squeezed me. Such plessure for both of us. J took his cock in his hand and as I watched, he stroked himself, faster and faster. I didn't question, I didn't even think about it. My cock deep inside even, he stroked himself to orgasm and shot his cum across my stomach and chest. It landed, thick and heavy as his legs quivered and he moaned out loud. I was still holding his waist when he lifted himself off me. He collapsed next to me, both of us spent. We just layed there, both of us breathing heavy.
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