Submitted by patbrian last October 25th 2008, 06:10 AM

Category: First Time Stories

First of all, these stories are totally completely true - the names of the other guys are changed but the situations and circumstances are real.

I always remembered noticing things like men's chests and groins, even at an early age. It is weird to think that when I was six, the TV show Batman used to get me very excited. I liked the way comic book super heros had such bulging crotches - I just could not help but notice!

I am married, and I've always been attracted to both boys and girls, but guys seem to excite me much more. I basically discovered later in life that, after I cum with a girl, I lose my erection for an hour or so, but with a guy, as soon as I cum I am hard again.

One of my first sexual memories was of being excited by my cousin's football uniform. I was only six or seven and he was fifteen, but I remember sneaking into his room when he was not there and rubbing my penis on his jockstrap and football pants.

Later, when I was ten, I was hanging around my with my neighbor Peter a lot. We used look at my dad's Playboy magazine collection in my garage when nobody was home. This eventually evolved into us displaying each other's hard cocks to each other. One day I suggested that we play "nudist colony" together in the dark corners of the garage, behind some boxes and old furniture.

Each of us would take turns bending over for the other boy, rubbing and thrusting our penises between the other's ass cheeks while reaching around to stroke his cock. I always liked being on the receiving end of this ass play, even though we never actually penetrated each other.

There was no better feeling for a ten year old boy than being on my hands and knees while feeling Peter's stiff fourteen year old prick probing and rubbing around my anus, bobbing stiffly between my ass cheeks as he pressed my ass closed around his dick for friction, all while he was reaching around to stroke my cock from behind me. One of us would do the other for about 20 minutes this way, and then we would swap positions and reciprocate.

We had not reached puberty yet, so we could not cum, but we would switch places over the course of an hour until either our cocks were too raw from stroking, or we become worried that my parents might come home and catch us.

Eventually Peter moved away, and I became a very frustrated 12 year old, jerking off frequently while looking at Playboy or Sears catalog pictures of men and women in underwear. Our next door neighbor had four teenage sons and a basketball court, and the boys were all very athletic and well built. I would look out my window and watch them play basketball in their gym shorts, all while jerking myself off and fantasizing about sucking their cocks.

The youngest neighbor and I were playmates. His name was Joe, he was 11, I was 12, and he would come over and hang out to watch TV or just goof off in my bedroom and, eventually, look at the Playboy magazine collection.

We would get pretty horny looking at the magazines together, but he was fairly shy at this point, so he would not let me see his cock very often during our magazine sessions. A lot of times he would come over just wearing gym shorts, no shirt and no underwear, which drove me crazy with desire.

I really wanted to see him naked. A few times he would spend the night over at my house. We slept in the same bed together, and I just could not sleep with his body lying under the covers in the dark next to mine. I would pull back the sheets and look at his sleeping body and play with myself. I had a blacklight in my bedroom, so even though it was dark, I could see the bulge of his cock under the purple light clearly through his tight khaki army pants.

After a few more spend-the-night sessions, I finally worked up the nerve while he was sleeping to unbutton his army pants and carefully slide my hand inside his underwear to fondle his sweet dick and balls. This was incredibly arousing for me, both because of the chance of getting caught doing this to him, and the first feeling in my life of another guy's cock in my hand. I loved it - his limp penis in one hand and my rock-hard cock in the other. I made myself come and left him sleeping with his pants unzipped!

As time went on and the secret sleepover encounters continued, fondling was not enough for me, so one night I unbuttoned his jeans, pulled down his underpants and gently took him into my mouth. The feeling was incredible. I finally had a real dick in my mouth! I got so excited sucking him that I came almost immediately. He slept through it all, but I think he also began to wonder about why his pants were always undone every time he woke up after sleeping over with me.

I managed to surreptitiously suck his limp penis a couple more times over the course of our summer sleepovers. By this time I was 13 and he was 12. We used to wrestle a lot in my bedroom when we were alone after school and in the evenings, and I would fondle his crotch while we were doing this. He started calling me "Brian the dick-grabber" - but only behind closed doors, when we were alone together.

He knew something was up, and more than a few times I could feel that he was getting hard through his jeans, but I was still nervous about being blatant about wanting to suck him off. He would put up with the crotch grab wrestling for a little while, but then get up and leave, and I would jerk off and dream of him coming in my mouth.

My bedroom had a deadbolt lock and a peephole, but no doorknob. When Joe would come over to visit, I would keep the door locked and talk to him through the peephole. Eventually, I graduated to talking to him through the doorknob hole. One time I was talking to him through doorknob hole and he kept saying "let me in, let me in". Because I was behind the door, he could not tell I was stroking my dick, with him waiting on the other side of the door.

He kept putting his mouth up to the hole in the door shouting "What are you doing? Let me in! Let me in!", and since I could not resist, I thrust my stiff penis into the hole, brushing against his wet lips.

His reaction was immediate "What was that?!?! What did you just do?"

"Nothing, what do you mean? What are you talking about?" - I replied through the doorknob hole. I was hoping he'd put his cock through the hole, so I kept talking to him with my mouth and lips firmly planted inside the doorknob hole. Eventually he got the hint and brushed his cock against my lips in revenge. I played his game, saying "What was that? What were you doing?" - and so I finally let him in.

We proceeded to have an especially vigorous wrestling match, at which time I briskly rubbed his stiff prick through his blue jeans. By this time he was quite hard indeed. Still, I could not get up the nerve to actually make a real pass at him at the time and just tell him to pull out his cock so I could suck it right then and there. He went home after a few more minutes of mutual cock-touch-wrestling, and it should have occurred to me that he was probably going home to jerk off after these mutually arousing wrestling matches.

As time went on, the doorknob encounters became more and more blatant, and I would actually take the head of his prick between my lips for a several seconds, tickling the underside his dick with my tongue, before pulling my mouth away from the hole in the door. I noticed he was doing the same thing in return. Then he would come in and we would again grab and rub each other's crotches during our wrestling sex play. Things were literally coming to a head.

Finally one day another friend, totally straight, was visiting me and Joe at my home, and we were all taking turns tying each other up with rope and seeing how long it took to escape. First I was tied up, then the other friend, then Joe. Suddenly, the other friend said "Shit - I'm late for dinner, I've gotta go!" and left Joe and I alone in the bedroom.

I could not believe my good luck. Joe was tied in a chair with his hands behind his back and his feet tied to the chair legs. He could not escape. I finally unzipped my pants and said "if you suck my cock, I'll suck yours" - and shoved my stiff member into his face.

He resisted at first, turning away, but this time, I was not taking no for an answer. After several seconds of resistance, he took me into his mouth and slipped his tongue along the shaft of my throbbing penis. I could not believe it was finally happening. I let him suck me for about 30 seconds, just long enough to realize he was beginning to enjoy it.

I said "OK, my turn now," got down on my knees, unzipped his pants, pulled out his stiff prick and slipped it into my mouth. I was in heaven! I sucked and stroked him until he was fairly hard and breathing heavily, then I untied him. He was quite angry, and zipped up his pants, left my bedroom and went home in a huff. I was scared and excited as I stroked myself and came harder than I had ever before in my life.

Of course, he was back at the hole in the door the next day, and the ice had finally been broken. I should mention that he had a very nice body, a beautifully formed and substantial cock and a sweet girl's ass. This time he was at the door saying "let me in, let me in".

With my lips fully extended into the doorknob hole, I said, "you have to put the key in the keyhole first, then I'll let you in".

He shoved his cock all the way into the hole, so I sucked him gently and teasingly between my lips for about 30 seconds, savoring the precum that was already starting to run from the tip of his head. He thrust himself deeply into my mouth, and I twirled my tongue up and down his gloriously stiff member. It was beautiful seeing his big dick protruding from the doorknob hole, so I fondled and sucked him until I knew we'd have to both finally be together in my bed.

He withdrew himself from my mouth, so I opened the door and we began wrestling, but this time both of our dicks were already out and stiff, so we began stroking and fondling each other's cocks. I got down on my knees and sucked and licked his balls, teasing him with my tongue.

He stripped out of his clothes and said, "Go get one of your dad's playboys from the garage." I returned with the magazine and he reclined, slim, naked and smooth on my bed, a vision of sexual desire finally realized after so much waiting, his little bush of pubescent hair surrounding his stiff cock, meat throbbing and pointing upward.

Joe started flipping through the pictures. He lay flat on his back and stuck his knees up in the air, feet flat on the mattress, showing off his dick, balls and ass. "Suck my cock." he said throatily. His words were music to my ears!

I slid myself up onto the bed and lay face down between his legs, so I could to start slowly suck and lick his gorgeous member, all while rubbing my hands all over his legs and girly ass.

He had a truly beautiful body and I loved finally being able to touch and stroke it while he was awake. His cock was about eight inches stiff, and felt glorious sliding between my lips and down my throat. After about ten minutes of this, he began breathing heavily and I could feel his penis straining and stretching in my mouth.

He moaned "I'm going to cum.... I'm going to cum..." so I just kept right on sucking him. I think he thought that eating cum was a bad thing so he wanted to warn me, but I wanted all of it.

Finally, the warm jets of semen exploded into my mouth, and I savored every spurt and swallowed all of his hot teenage jizz. It was delicious - my real first taste of hot slippery cum!

After he came, he abruptly got up, got dressed and left my house. I did not care - I had finally sucked another guy's cock and made him cum in my mouth. The feeling was overwhelming. When I masturbated, I exploded so hard I hit the wall.

I wondered if we would have sex again, and I was not disappointed. The next day when he came over after school, I did not waste any time letting him into my bedroom. "Listen," I said, "I have to be able to trust you, so you have to suck my cock too."

He reluctantly agreed and we laid down on the bed in a sixty-nine position. I had found my true happiness. We both began eagerly sucking each other, and I grabbed his girl's ass with both hands, pulling him to me again and again, shoving his penis down my throat, listening to the moaning, sucking, popping sounds we both made as our dicks slid in and out of each other's mouths.

Once again I felt that familiar stretching and straining of his prick pressing against the back of my throat, and the insistent pulsing that signified he was about to cum. "I'm coming..." he moaned breathlessly.

Again, he exploded into my mouth and I swallowed every drop. Again he got dressed and left me there wanting more. No problem, I had just swallowed another mouthful of his delicious hot spunk, so I stroked myself to another vigorous orgasm.

So began our sexual odyssey. We'd make our way to my bedroom and mutually suck and masturbate each other to climax. As we got into a more familiar routine, he stopped leaving after ejaculating, and would watch me jerk off, or even lend a hand, which was greatly appreciated.

Many times he would come over only wearing his gym shorts from school and no underwear. We'd start fondling each other in the kitchen and I'd kneel down, tug off his shorts and suck him off right there, knowing that we could be caught by my sisters or my mom. It just made it all the more exciting.

The best encounters were when he would come over after going to the YMCA swimming pool, still damp in his swim shorts and smelling of chlorine. I loved unbuttoning his fly, grabbing his ass and sucking his swimming pool scented cock until he spurted into my mouth. It was every teenage boy's sex fantasy come true.

By this time school was out and Joe was sleeping over several times a week. We would fall asleep sucking each other off, and wake up in the morning, when I would finish him. For a horny 14 year old boy to have a secret 13 year old boyfriend was a fantasy come true. I am not sure why I usually did not cum in his mouth.

I think we had been sucking and jerking each other off for about three months, and were in a deep sixty-nine, when I suddenly realized I was going to cum. I figured, after all this time, he owed it to me, so I exploded into his mouth. He sat up gagging and spitting and said "Why did you do that?"

I said "Why do you think?", grinning. He said, "Will you finish sucking me off?"

For some reason, I did not want to, so I said no, but I did help him vigorously jerk off and he came so hard he hit the bedroom wall with his spurting spunk.

By this time my parents were divorced and so we had mandatory Sunday Dad visits, so Joe would come along. Again, he would always wear his gym shorts and nothing underneath because he know it drove me crazy, and I would slip my hand inside his shorts and make him hard when nobody was looking.

Seeing him with no shirt and only a pair of high-school gym shorts on, knowing how easy it was to slide those off over his beautiful girl's ass, his cock bobbing in my face before disappearing down my throat, drove me insane with desire.

He and I would finally get so excited that we would have to go into my Dad's toolshed, pull off our pants, and take turns going down on each other, with most of my family right outside not having a clue that we were blowing each other on the other side of the door. Nobody had a clue that I had just swallowed another load of Joe's cum when we finally exited the shed.

Somewhere along the line he found a porno mag called "Analism" and said "Let's try that". So we got the vaseline from my mom's medicine cabinet and went into my bedroom. Some of the scenes in the magazine were straight and some were gay, and I really wanted to rim him, but he said no.

So first, I lubed up my cock and started to insert it into him, but he made me stop, saying it hurt too much. Too bad, because it felt fantastic!

At the time, neither of us realized that you have to relax when you're being fucked in the ass or it is going to hurt like hell.

We switched places and he started to fuck me, and it burned like hell, so we both stopped and jerked each other off with the vaseline instead. That was the only time we ever tried fucking, but we would usually start our pre-sex wrestling by grinding our cocks into each other's asses while still in our underwear.

Eventually Joe found a girlfriend and stopped coming over to let me suck him. He knew I wanted it. When we would be with a group of straight friends, he loved to recline on a couch in gym shorts and stretch out like he did when I was sucking him. It drove me crazy, because we would be in a room full of his brothers' jock friends and he's be teasing me and touching himself when they weren't looking. I had crazy fantasies of taking all of them on, but this was in a conservative Southern city where such ideas would certainly lead to a severe beating.

By the time I was fifteen, he was only letting me suck him a few times a month and he would not suck me. I did not care - I wanted his jizzum so badly. I was hooked on the feel of his big dick sliding in and out of my mouth.

He finally got a girlfriend and stopped coming to see me at all. Later when they broke up, I was the first one he came to, literally and figuratively. FInally he moved away, and I've never seen him again...

This is an entirely true story. Hope you liked it and it got you excited. I came while writing it all down!