Even though I didn't want to be gay and tried to live a straight life by dating girls, I could not stop thinking about my time with Kevin. When I jacked off I would fantasize about sucking a dick, regretting that I didn't try it when I had the chance with him.
It was the summer before I turned 15, that I met Tony. We knew each other from school and had some similar interests and became friends. We took jobs that summer working as farm hands on my parents farm and for our neighbors. He lived several miles away and rather than have his parents come and get him each day he started staying with us. I had bunk beds in my room and he slept on top and I slept on bottom.
I guess it was inevitable that it happen. I would think about what happened with me and Kevin and wonder how I could do that with Tony. If I just reached out and touched his dick in his underwear what would he do. I just wasn't brave enough to just do it so I started horse playing with him. I challenged him to wrestling matches in our underwear before we went to sleep. One night, I finally got up the courage to touch his dick through his shorts. I could feel his dick, he was semi-hard. This was my chance. I pulled his shorts down and his dick flopped out. He was taller than me, probably about 6ft to my 5'10. We were both pretty skinny and I didn't know what to expect of his dick. I was pleasantly surprised to see it was a little longer than my own. He was about 7 inches to my 6 inches. He had a nice cock head and he was cut like me. (I would not discover uncut men until much later in life).
He laughed at me and said what the hell are you doing man. Well this was it, now or never! I said, "I don't know man, you ever been sucked?" I could see the shock on his face. He said "no, have you?" I said "Somebody showed me, let me show you", and he did. He let me take his virgin dick in my mouth, this was what I had been dreaming of for so long, what I had wanted to try. Kevin was right, it was salty, and it wasn't all that bad. He was sweaty from the days work and our wrestling around. I just took the head of his dick in my mouth and I could feel him starting to grow. He was getting excited at the feeling of my mouth on his dick. As much as he was liking what was happening, I think he was afraid of being called "queer or faggot" so he pushed me away. I left him alone in the top bunk for the rest of the night.
As much as I wanted to forget what we did the night before I couldn't stop thinking about it. We worked all day and didn't say anything about it. We had dinner, watched some tv and went to bed just like normal. Still nothing was going to be said or done. He was in the top bunk and I was laying on the bottom, with a raging hard on, thinking about his dick just inches away from me. I heard him slip off to sleep and got more discouraged. Nothing was gonna happen. But I could not accept that. I slipped out of bed and gently raised the covers off of him. He was on his back and if I stood on my bunk I could easily reach him. Being ever so careful, I pulled his briefs back so I could see his dick. He was sound asleep and not even moving.
His dick was flaccid at this point so I tried to pull his briefs back a little more. I got him out just enough that I could see his dick and his bushy pubes. He was still breathing steady, sound asleep. It was time. I leaned over and slid his dick in my mouth. Just like before he was musky and salty. It tasted so good. OH, GOD, he's starting to stir and move....is he waking up? No just moving his leg. I keep sucking and feel his dick begin to grow in my mouth. He's getting hard. Is it wrong that I am sucking him while he is asleep, I ask myself. Do I really care as long as I have his dick in my mouth?
His dick continues to grow until he is fully hard. It hasn't taken long and I can feel his balls pulling up against his shaft. Oh shit, I didn't expect this, what the hell am I supposed to do if he cums in my mouth? Damn, too late because his cum is shooting off in my mouth and down my throat. I think I'm going to gag but I get myself under control. I realize that his cum tastes a lot like my cum. Salty and a little sweet. I finish off his load and pull his briefs back over his now semi hard dick. My hunger to suck his dick is now fulfilled but I need to get off too. His breathing is still regular and rhythmic. He hasn't moved, maybe he is still sound asleep. I climb back under my cover and pull out my own hard throbbing dick. It only takes a couple of strokes before I am shooting my load and adding the taste of my cum to what I have left of his in my mouth. I turn over and slept soundly for the rest of the night.
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