He was my teacher

I was very young and a new k** moved into the neighborhood. His father was Army and the ROTC commander at a local college. The new k** was 3 years older than me and sexually mature unlike me who was just starting to hit puberty. We ran around that first summer playing war in the field and woods near our subdivision. That changed when I found my dad's stash of Plaboy magazines. I showed them to my friend and he proceeded to look through them. As he did so his cock started to push out the front of his jeans and making him uncomfortable. Since no one was home he pulled down his pants and showed me his large thick cock with a large nutsack covered in black hair. Since my little cock and balls were hairless I found this fascinating and couldn't take my eyes off his crotch. He asked me if I wanted to see something neat as he started to stroke his half hard cock until it stood straight up aainst his belly. As he continued stroking he moved faster and faster until until large ropes of white cum shot all over the floor of my parents bedroom. I was astounded at this result not having done this myself at all. He proceeded to play with my little cock until it stood up itself and got rock hard to the point it almost hurt,I loved it. He stroked me awhile and then asked if wanted try something else. When I asked what he said he wanted to put his cock in my ass. It sounded yucky to me so I declined but then he put his mouth on my cock and sucked until I felt a tingling in my balls. I never did cum that summer but not for the lack of trying. In the field we played in was a stand of sumac that had several tiny almost invisible trails that led to a grassy area in the center. We would go in there, get naked and 69 with each other until he would cum in my mouth. Unfortunately I would spit and waste all that yummy cum. We played naked games and blew each other all the rest of the summer and then his Dad was transferred again and I never got the chance to cum in his mouth. But I found other playmates, but those stories are for later.