Boone The Early YearsChapter 07
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In a darkened room, with an adult movie playing on the TV screen, is where I had my first sexual experience. Even at that young age, I felt very sexual. Sex and playing with my cock took up a fair portion of my day, each and every day. So, when an older neighbor asked if I wanted to watch, of course I said yes. And that’s how it started.
We had watched a movie together before, but this time it would be different. With a scene of a girl sucking a guy’s cock on the screen, he mentioned how good it feels to have a mouth on your cock like that. “Nothing feels as good” he told me. “She loves it too, you can tell, just look at her.” A few moments later he said, “Wish she was here right now” and I agreed with him. “Ya?” he said, “You know, guys love sucking cock too.” Then I felt his hand on my leg.
My head felt fuzzy, almost dizzy and fizzy. Every nerve in my body felt on edge, every sense heighten. When his hand moved to my hard cock and rubbed it through my jeans, I felt as if I was melting into my seat. I was putty, ready and willing to have his hands on me. I wanted this so much, even if I didn’t exactly know what or why, it just felt so good. Things got a little blurry. Was it a minute? Could it of been an hour? I was completely and totally lost in the moment and his magical mouth. When I came, it was better than I had ever experienced before, leaving me feeling weak and spent. It was such a special and addictive feeling.
* My first, amazing, cock.
It wasn’t long before I was back in his bedroom, letting him suck me and having him making my head swim. It wasn’t long after that before he asked if I would suck him. Of course I had been thinking about, even wanting it, but of course I also said “No.” “You can just try it and if you don’t like it then you can just stop.” Why did that make so much sense to me?
I remember my first sight of it, of any cock actually. He pulled open his underwear to show me and I was stuck by the size of him. It looked so powerful, so manly, even beautiful. I was so naive back then that his black cock ring was a mystery to me. I leaned over and licked his thick, vein covered shaft. Looking up I said it tasted funny, and saw in his eyes that same feeling I had experienced. The feeling of being lost and dizzy, almost intoxicated by the moment, the pleasure. He struggled but said that I didn’t have to do it if I didn’t want too. Maybe he felt guilty.
When he started to pull his underwear back up, it was like someone taking ice cream away from a young one. “No, no,” I said, “I’ll try it again.” I think we both relaxed then, both knowing that this was now a mutual thing. He leaned back in his seat and I moved between his legs. With his legs open and stretched out, I saw the magic of the cock ring. His dick stood straight up, his balls pushed and held firm. His manhood was totally exposed for me to explore and to pleasure.
The taste that I first found so odd was now so delicious, so quickly. The taste, the feeling of him on my lips and tongue, the sexual excitement of it all, so quickly so addictive. “No wonder why he liked sucking me so much,” I thought to myself.
On my knees before him, I licked the sensitive underside of his big, cock’s head, down his shaft and over his balls. I knew how much I liked that, so I imagined he would as well. But he wanted more, I guess I did too. With his encouragement, I held his stiff dick in my hand and pointed it at my opening mouth. Feeling as if I was moving in stages, maybe even in slow motion. My lips wrapped around him and then over his fat, incredibly firm, incredibly well defined, head. Back and forth, over and over, I moved my mouth on him. What an amazing sensation I felt, it’s still hard to explain. A feeling of power, able to make him moan and shake. A feeling of pleasure, my cock had never felt harder and I had never felt more “turned on.”
”Don’t stop, don’t stop,” the words still make me hard to this day. I knew he was getting close to cumming and I was close tp getting my first taste of a man’s creamy jizz. I wanted his cum, I wanted not only taste it but swallow it, just like he always swallowed with me.
My hand was on his thigh, my mouth sucking hard and fast on his enormous cock’s head. With a squeeze of my hand and a touch on my neck, his cock exploded as he yelled out, Yes!” His legs shook, his cum flowed, so much more than I expected, everything about it overwhelmed my senses. It coated my tongue and felt thick and wonderous as I struggled to swallow it.
Pulling my mouth from his cum leaking cock, I tried to catch my breath and then paused just long enough to watch his beautiful, thick, white cum continue to run down his throbbing cock and over his big, firm balls. His cum also now running from the edges of my young mouth.
My hand still gripping and stroking that huge cock, I moved my eager mouth back onto him, wanting nothing more than to taste more of his semen. To have more of his cock inside me.
There were more experiences to come between us and others, but one thing always remained the same, “Guy’s love sucking cock too.”
We had watched a movie together before, but this time it would be different. With a scene of a girl sucking a guy’s cock on the screen, he mentioned how good it feels to have a mouth on your cock like that. “Nothing feels as good” he told me. “She loves it too, you can tell, just look at her.” A few moments later he said, “Wish she was here right now” and I agreed with him. “Ya?” he said, “You know, guys love sucking cock too.” Then I felt his hand on my leg.
My head felt fuzzy, almost dizzy and fizzy. Every nerve in my body felt on edge, every sense heighten. When his hand moved to my hard cock and rubbed it through my jeans, I felt as if I was melting into my seat. I was putty, ready and willing to have his hands on me. I wanted this so much, even if I didn’t exactly know what or why, it just felt so good. Things got a little blurry. Was it a minute? Could it of been an hour? I was completely and totally lost in the moment and his magical mouth. When I came, it was better than I had ever experienced before, leaving me feeling weak and spent. It was such a special and addictive feeling.
* My first, amazing, cock.
It wasn’t long before I was back in his bedroom, letting him suck me and having him making my head swim. It wasn’t long after that before he asked if I would suck him. Of course I had been thinking about, even wanting it, but of course I also said “No.” “You can just try it and if you don’t like it then you can just stop.” Why did that make so much sense to me?
I remember my first sight of it, of any cock actually. He pulled open his underwear to show me and I was stuck by the size of him. It looked so powerful, so manly, even beautiful. I was so naive back then that his black cock ring was a mystery to me. I leaned over and licked his thick, vein covered shaft. Looking up I said it tasted funny, and saw in his eyes that same feeling I had experienced. The feeling of being lost and dizzy, almost intoxicated by the moment, the pleasure. He struggled but said that I didn’t have to do it if I didn’t want too. Maybe he felt guilty.
When he started to pull his underwear back up, it was like someone taking ice cream away from a young one. “No, no,” I said, “I’ll try it again.” I think we both relaxed then, both knowing that this was now a mutual thing. He leaned back in his seat and I moved between his legs. With his legs open and stretched out, I saw the magic of the cock ring. His dick stood straight up, his balls pushed and held firm. His manhood was totally exposed for me to explore and to pleasure.
The taste that I first found so odd was now so delicious, so quickly. The taste, the feeling of him on my lips and tongue, the sexual excitement of it all, so quickly so addictive. “No wonder why he liked sucking me so much,” I thought to myself.
On my knees before him, I licked the sensitive underside of his big, cock’s head, down his shaft and over his balls. I knew how much I liked that, so I imagined he would as well. But he wanted more, I guess I did too. With his encouragement, I held his stiff dick in my hand and pointed it at my opening mouth. Feeling as if I was moving in stages, maybe even in slow motion. My lips wrapped around him and then over his fat, incredibly firm, incredibly well defined, head. Back and forth, over and over, I moved my mouth on him. What an amazing sensation I felt, it’s still hard to explain. A feeling of power, able to make him moan and shake. A feeling of pleasure, my cock had never felt harder and I had never felt more “turned on.”
”Don’t stop, don’t stop,” the words still make me hard to this day. I knew he was getting close to cumming and I was close tp getting my first taste of a man’s creamy jizz. I wanted his cum, I wanted not only taste it but swallow it, just like he always swallowed with me.
My hand was on his thigh, my mouth sucking hard and fast on his enormous cock’s head. With a squeeze of my hand and a touch on my neck, his cock exploded as he yelled out, Yes!” His legs shook, his cum flowed, so much more than I expected, everything about it overwhelmed my senses. It coated my tongue and felt thick and wonderous as I struggled to swallow it.
Pulling my mouth from his cum leaking cock, I tried to catch my breath and then paused just long enough to watch his beautiful, thick, white cum continue to run down his throbbing cock and over his big, firm balls. His cum also now running from the edges of my young mouth.
My hand still gripping and stroking that huge cock, I moved my eager mouth back onto him, wanting nothing more than to taste more of his semen. To have more of his cock inside me.
There were more experiences to come between us and others, but one thing always remained the same, “Guy’s love sucking cock too.”
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