Here are more true stories from my memory banks.
Thanks for your comments. A few people wanted to know how I could remember so many details of my past "true stories". Well if you are like me, when you have a really hot sexual experience, I would jerk off the next week remembering every detail of the experience. Some times, when jerking off, I could trigger up memories of a hot experience that I had years ago. On the other hand, there are dozens and dozens of sex experiences that I can't remember-either because they weren't that great, or like in my college years, I was drunk or high so I hardly remembered what happened the next morning.
I became sexually active at 12. Those experiences will be for other chapters, so let's just say that by the time I was a freshman in high school, I was one horny fucker.
I had two regular fuck buddies (and an occasional regular fuck with an out of town cousin). One of them was a little blonde kid, kinda small, and a little femmy. When ever I went to his house we would go to his basement, or some times to the woods, and he always had a stash of straight porno magazines- mostly Penthouse and Hustler, but sometimes some hardcore shit with big dicks going in pussies. The first few times we just flipped through the pages, would get horny and reach into our own shorts and jack off. After the first couple of times of cumming in my shorts, and having to go on with the day with underwear full of sticky cum, I got braver and started pulling my dick out of my shorts to cum. Pretty soon Johnny would start doing the same thing. His dick was small but he had a lot of pubic hair, whereas I had none. I didn't start getting pubes until like the end of freshman year, but I was cumming for like 3 years. So I had the hormones of puberty, but not the pubes, or the acne or the scratchy voice. As I said before in other chapter series, I didn't and still don't have much hair on my body.
It wasn't long before we would start comparing dicks, holding them together and jacking them together, cumming all over each others dicks. Then one hot day in late September, deep in the woods, with a stack of porno, we got completely naked. Then Johhny said something like "I wanna show you something. Close your eyes"...so I did...and he knelt down and started sucking my dick. I had my dick sucked before, but this time, it felt really good, like he knew what he was doing- no teeth...no gagging. I opened my eyes at watched as about 1/2 of my dick would go into his mouth, and I had a pretty big dick- especially its fatness. Well that looked so hot...I lost my load right then, and he just kept swallowing as much as he could. When he stood up, I looked at his semi hard boner, and he had cum sometime while he was sucking me.
Well, this soon became a regular thing, at least once a week. Same ritual, look at the straight porn, then he'd bend and suck me to completion. After a couple months of this, I slept over at his house one Friday night, and after his parents went to bed, we got out the porno stash and got naked. After a few minutes of looking at dick fucking pussy, he reached under the bed and pulled out a jar of Vaseline. He put some on my dick and some on his butt crack, and laid on his back and threw his legs in the air and told me to put my dick inside his butt. So I did, and my fat dick eased into his tiny hole relatively easily. It only took about 5 strokes in and out of that hole, and bang, I blew my load. I pulled out and wiped my cummy/greasy dick clean with HIS underwear, then put my underwear back on and climbed under the sheets and went to sleep.
I had some other experiences, and will share later on, but want to jump to spring semester of my freshman year. I was on the track team. I wasn't bad, but wasn't a star. I did like watching hot bods in track gear, and especially liked hanging out in the showers after practice or a meet. I barely had a few wisps of pubes showing by now, whereas most guys had pretty full bushes. I loved checking out the naked butts and dicks in the locker room. I had a hard time not popping a full on boner, but I usually had a little bit of a chubby going, but my dick was still pointing down, hadn't started to get hard enough where it would point out and up. I flaunted around- because of my semi boner- it looked like I had like 5 inches of thick dick-soft- so on my skinny 15 year old hairless body- it looked like the biggest dick in the lockerroom.
Because of my lack of hair, I became obsessed with how much hair other guys had. I loved hairy legs on teens and always inspected to see if they had much armpit hair. At one track meet, with our rival in town public high school (mine was Catholic)- we had a meet at their school. Long story short, their locker room was out of order, so we met at our high school to get dressed for the meet and then bused over to their school, and there would be no showers after the meet.
The freshamn team's meet was first, than the upper classes and varsity. After our meet, I hung around to check out the other schools runners. This was the 80's, and the track uniform we wore was the really, really skimpy running shorts and skin tight tank tops, tucked into your shorts. The skimpy shorts had loosely fitting panty inserts so we didn't were jock straps. These shorts left nothing to the imagination. You could often see the total out line of a dickhead.
One boy from the rival team, a senior on their varsity team was so hot. Dark haired, hairy legs, nice visible armpit hair and a beauty of a dick. I followed him all over and watched all of his events. I was so fucking horny. My parents had come to the meet to watch me run and then left. I said I would catch a ride or walk home. I wanted to find out this guys name, but never got the chance (so let's call him Scott).
After the meet, I took off for the 3 mile walk home, in my track gear, by myself. Near this school was a huge city park that I would cut through to get to my house. At one secluded end of the park were some old bathrooms, poorly maintained, and seldom used. The park had expanded over the years and they built some much better bathrooms in various areas throughout the park. I had been in these toilets before, with friends, when we would light off fire crackers and try to blow things up in there. I had noticed there was dirty graffiti in some of the stalls, so on my way home I decided to stop there and do some wall reading.
This was a big bathroom, probably like 8 or 10 toilet stalls. They were the old wooden kind, with dank concrete floors and dim lighting. The stall at the far end of the row, next to the wall had the most graffiti. It was typical stuff like: "Julie Jones gives good head" or "Becky Smith's pussy smells like wet dog" or "suck this fag". Well this booth had a big hole in it looking into the next booth. Around the hole were things like: "insert dick here" or "faghole". I was horny and confused. I thought who wants to watch somebody take a shit.
Suddenly, I heard the noisy screen door entrance of the bathroom open, and somebody was coming in. I felt guilty being caught there, even though I wasn't doing anything wrong, so I panicked and closed and latched my stall door. Suddenly, someone walked into the booth right next to mine and closed the door. I thought, fuck, why do you have to shit right next to me- there must be 6 other open booths.
I just stood there, practically holding my breath to listen to all the sounds, so I could plan an exit. Then I notice a face looking through the hole. Then it disappeared. I looked down under the wall to see what I could see, and there was a guy in tennis shoes, with his feet facing my wall, not forward like you would be if you were sitting down. Then I caught a glimpse of a face peaking through the hole again for a few seconds. Then it disappeared again. Then I heard some rustling around, so I got the nerve to look through the hole. Holy shit, I almost fainted. There, leaning with his back on the other wall, facing me, looking right at me when I peaked through, was the track guy Scott, stark naked, except his shoes, holding on to a big banana boner. He's slowly stroking up and down on his long hairy dick. I thought fucking cool, I'm going to get to see this hot guy jack off. Suddenly, he bent down and put his face to the hole, and I freaked that he was going to catch me, so I jumped way back. By now I was rock hard and my shorts were tented out. He whispers to me, "let me see your dick". Oh fuck, what now. I didn't know what to do. He repeats "take your dick out". So finally, I slid my running shorts down to about my knees, and let him get a nice view of my fat 15 year old smooth dick. Then he says "get closer". So, I step up towards the hole and he reaches his hand threw and starts stroking me.
I was dizzy with lust. He feels me up good and then grips my dick and pulls me closer, taking my dick right into the hole. Suddenly, I feel his tongue licking my cockhead, then he puts his whole mouth around my head and starts sucking. His mouth feels so good, and he can take my dick in so much deeper than any of the boys I've played with. My dick was in heaven and I knew it wouldn't take long for me to cum. After a few nice sucks on it, he stops. I try to pull out to look in the hole and see what's happening, but he has a firm grip on my dick. Then I start to feel his mouth again, and he is slowly pushing it deep into his mouth and it feels so hot and moist. He keeps sliding his mouth down, until he has the entire thing inside, and I can feel his hot lips gripping the very base of my cock. It felt so fucking good. Keeping my dick deep in the hole, I leaned back a little to get a view of his lips on the base of my cock. Holy shit! Those aren't lips, those are butt cheeks. When he was holding my cock, he had turned around and guided my dick into his butthole. I could barely breath. I pressed so hard against that wall, I thought I'd break through it. I didn't move and neither did he. My balls and brains were losing sanity. I've fuck a lot of butts before, but this was hotter than anything I ever felt. Then I felt him slowly start rocking back and forth on my dick, and after like 4 strokes I started blowing a big 15 year old load of cum deep in his butt. After I finished shooting, he kept riding up and down, but soon the sensation was too much and I withdrew my dick from his hole and the glory hole and leaned back against the wall. My natural reaction was to look at my boner and be sure no poop was on it. Then I looked back at the hole, and his banana boner popped through the hole. Fuck it was a beauty. The biggest live boner I'd ever seen. I dropped to my knees and started stoking on it, feeling all over, admiring it- my first man's dick (even though he was probably only 17 or 18). Finally, I put the head in my mouth and a little of his dick and started sucking, and after bout 10 sucks up and down, he started firing these huge volleys of cum to the roof of my mouth. I had always pulled of the dick when I felt them shooting in my mouth in the past, but this one, I just locked my lips on the head and let him fill my mouth. When the bazillion shots of hot jizz finally ended, my mouth was filled to over flowing. Then he slowly withdrew his banana dick from my tightly sealed lips. I had tasted sperm lots of times, but this is the first time I really tasted it good. And it was very good! I held it in my mouth for a few seconds, and swirled around with my tongue, and then started gulping it down my throat, probably taking a good 3 or 4 swallows to get it all done.
I pulled up my running shorts and peaked back through the hole and got a nice side view glimpse of Scott's beautiful runners butt and slowly deflating and glistening banana dick as he was using toilet paper to wipe my fresh jism out of his ass.
Then when he started dressing, I opened my door and left and marched home, without ever looking back. I had such a warm glow, with having just blew my load up this sweet butt, and a belly full of man cum.
I looked for him often at that park and at track meets, but never saw him again. I must thank him for teaching me what a glory hole is and what a good feel it is to have a belly full of hot cum.
O.K., I have to jump around again, to a different point of time, because I write these chapters as my memory kicks in about a certain event. In College, I had tons of sex, sometimes almost nightly (or daily). Lots of hot times, many that I don't remember much about because of alcohol and pot during those college party days. Here's one I do remember well.
My junior year of college, I knew this baseball jock, who was totally hot, and one of the stars of the baseball team. We weren't good friends, more like acquaintances who had some good friends in common.
One day after classes I head to the campus gymnasium to work out and cruise the locker room a little. I don't hang out all day in the showers like some of the cruisers do, I really go and work out and then shower, and if something is there-great- if not I leave.
This day I hit the sauna for a few minutes, and then I caught a glimpse of a hottie through the glass door on the sauna- heading right into the big open- no stalls- shower room. It was baseball jock. Let's call him Jason. It was kind of unusual to see athletes at this gym, because they had open access to the athletic department gym which had much better equipment and facilities. Anyway, I dash for the shower to get some views of this hottie naked. WOW- he was incredible. Total baseball player body, bubble butt, pretty dick and balls, soft dark blond hair and white/blonde hair on his legs, butt and pubes.
We acknowledged each other in the shower room, and made some small talk. I would check him out, and then I would catch him casual checking out my junk. It actually turned out to be a pretty long shower session, both of us acting like we have this long ritual of stages of showering. I did, just so I could watch dick and butt, but what was his excuse. No busy college athlete spends 25 minutes showering in a public shower unless they are checking things out too. Probably 5 or 6 guys came in and left before we got done.
Anyway after dressing, I run into him again at the mirrors, combing his hair. We make some more small talk, and then says something like he feels like having a couple cold ones, do I want to join him? Sure, so we head to the campus area bars and while we are looking for a place to park, he realizes he doesn't have his I.D. with him. It doesn't matter who you are, or how old you look, everyone must have an I.D. to get into the college bars.
He says he's got some beers in his fridge at his apartment. So I put the car in drive and we head over there. His roommate is a jock football player who was in the hospital for knee surgery. Their apartment was typical jock, with sports equipment laying around and big tit beer posters on the wall, and kind of messy. He grabs us some beers and we sit down and flip through the tv channels and make small talk about things we might have in common. After like our 4th beer (a nice 2:30 in the afternoon beer buzz), topics start gearing towards girls and sex. He mentions he hasn't had sex in months, due to his sports and class schedule. Fuck, all the hot straight jocks I knew had sex before games, after games and probably during half-time if given the chance. So now my gaydar is confirmed.
I told him I just got awesome head from this babe in the bathroom of xyz club bar just 3 days ago. Partly true- but it was a guy who blew me, not a girl. Then I got a little nasty and added something like: "yea it was hot, she could deep throat almost 3/4th of my dick and I shot a huge 4 day cum load right down her throat and she just about passed out trying to swallow it all".
Well that got the effect I wanted. He sort of had to shift on the couch in order to cover up his growing boner before it started to tent out his soccer shorts. So I added "I fucked this same chick about a week earlier, at a party, with like 30 people right outside the bedroom door- and she was a major screamer, and I came up her hot pussy twice before the party host got pissed and was banging on the bedroom door."
That did it- he was going to full boner now, had to lean forward and pretend he was reaching for something on the coffee table. I couldn't really see his boner- but I knew it was there. Now I was starting to get hard.
I casually reached down and gave an obvious squeeze to my growing woody- right in his full view. So I continued saying something like "yeah this chick is fucking horny all the time. She's the only chick that's ever taken my fat dick head right down her throat that far." At the same time he leaned back against the couch and gave up any pretense about hiding his hard on. He was staring at my tented shorts, and I was staring at his.
So I continued; "When I saw her lips totally locked around my shaft, that far done the base, it was so hot, I didn't even warn her, I just let my dick shoot". While I'm saying this I had reached down and squeezed my dick threw my shorts several time and watched his eyes to confirm he was looking as I did it. Then I got bold, and pulled my naked dick out from the leg opening of my shorts, balls too, and held it up in plane view and put my finger about 3/4 down the base of the shaft and said: "she had her lips locked at least this far done my dick- so you know that she had to have this fat dickhead, pretty deep in her throat."
His eyes were glued to my dick. So now, I say: "so have you ever been deep throated completely?" He said no, not really, then he took his boner out of his leg opening and held it out, and he had a nice 7.5 to maybe 8 incher, but a lot skinnier than mine- but it was a beauty- that nice towards the sky curve, and that pretty pink, soft skin that natural blondes have.
He holds his boner out for me to see and says he's only been sucked to this far-and he put his finger at about half way down the shaft. So I say something like: "well you have a big dick, it would be hard to swallow that hole thing".
He responds: "your dick looks huge, it's so thick". Then he reaches his hand over and puts his finger around my big mushroom head and says: fuck, how did she take this down her throat without choking?"
I respond: "Mine might be thicker, but I think your is longer- lets compare".
So I stand up and pull my shorts down and let my boner fly free. I take my shorts all the way off, reaching down and pulling them around my shoes, very purposely getting naked. He stands up and does the exact same thing, so now I know for sure beyond any doubt that I'm not leaving until I cum...and get him to cum.
So we stand face to face and I move in close to him and put our boners together. I'm like 5"10" in he's like 6 foot so he had to bend at the knees a little to line up our dicks evenly. I squeezed them together, and we compared- he was longer and I was thicker. After we verified that, I kept them together and stroked up and down on them- feeling the burning heat of each others fuck tools. I leaned in a little closer so we were kind of grinding our hips and bodies on each other, and whispered: "fuck man, now I'm so horned up I'm going to have to cum".
He barely whispered back, between irregular gasps of breathing: "me too".
Keeping my dick in contact with his body, I leaned back a little and pulled my shirt off, and he immediately followed suit, and yanked his shirt off. We closed in on each others body and grasped each other tighter and started doing a slow dance with our boners grinding in to each other. Pretty soon I felt a drool of pre-cum easing out of my piss slit, down my shaft, so I bunched our dicks back together in my hand and shared my dick lube between our dicks.
He avoided looking me in the face- or putting his lips near mine, so me sensing that he was a virgin to gay sex, opted not to try to kiss him, for fear of him freaking out-this was about our dicks cumming, not about being gay.
No more words were spoken. I finally knelt down, and took his beautiful dick in my mouth and gently started sucking on the first half of it. Every once in a while I would venture further down the shaft, and his long, medium thick dick slowly felt comfortable in my throat. Finally I was able to swallow about 90% of his dick and his knees started to shake. Then he grabbed my head off his dick and barely gasped something like: "I'm too close" (as in too close too cumming and he didn't want to yet).
I stood back up and he knelt down and grabbed my dick and stuck it in his mouth and tried to jam as much as he could right down his throat and immediately gagged. He had to pull back off and catch his breath, so I whispered: "just put the head in and suck". So he went back at it and this worked well. Just looking down and seeing in broad daylight, this handsome straight baseball jock, with his lips wrapped around my fat dickhead, was almost enough to make me cum right there. But I held back, I was greedy, I wanted more. I wanted baseball player ass-and I never try to take on virgin ass because it always ends up frustrating with my fat dick and their tight hole- and it usually doesn't happen.
He gently sucked and savored my dick in his mouth, and I think I occasionally heard him hum "mmmmmmm" - I suppose he was getting a nice taste of the pre cum he was sucking out of my piss slit. After I let him get some good sucking time in, I pulled out and had him stand up, and gently turned him around and started rubbing my dick up and down his ass crack, as I reached around and gently stroked his dick. He got into the rhythm and I could tell he was somewhere sexually, where he never had this high before.
After exploring his ass crack with my boner for like five minutes, leaving a nice trail of precum all up and down it, I knelt down and started kissing and massaging his butt. I spread his cheeks and flicked my tongue on his hole. I licked his hole and kissed it, but not the deep type of rimming I learned to do later on. That didn't matter, every time my tongue touch his rosebud, he gasped for air. I put a little spit on his rosebud, and attempted to insert a finger. He tensed up a little, so I paused, then I continued and it slowly opened up enough to let my finger in about 3/4 of the length. One thing was for sure, lube was going to be required, spit would not suffice.
I worked his hole for a little bit, and reached around to check the status of his boner. It was rock hard and starting to leak. OK, this seems to be working, just be patient, don't be selfish, make sure it's a good experience for him- I don't want him freaking out and ending the game before I blow my load. I slowly withdraw my finger, stand back up and rub my dick up and down on his ass crack and rosebud, letting him feel the heat. I could have cum like that- but was greedy. I leaned over his back and whispered "get some lotion". While staying mostly still bent over he reached over to his gym gear bag that was sitting on the floor like 2 feet from us and started frantically rifling though it until he came up with a small bottle of hand lotion. He pulled it out and handed it to me.
I poured some into my hand, and started working it in to his tight rosebud. After he is slicked up, I reinsert my finger, then I add another finger, gently twisting them inside him to loosen him up. He is moaning quietly. I continue to let him adjust and I now have 2 fingers buried deep and am trying to stretch his hole more, while occasionally checking the status of his boner- which is still rock hard.
I gently pull my fingers back out, stand up, spread some lotion on my dick and put my head at his hole. I Slowly start to stretch his hole open, and manage about most of my head in, and he really tenses up and clamps down. I whisper to him relax, breath out and push a little like your going to the bathroom. He starts panting lightly like a woman in labor and I feel a little push on his rosebud, and in pops the rest of my fat dick head. I freeze right there. The worst is over. If he doesn't push me back out, I'm home free. I let him breath, and he braces himself on the couch, then I slowly begin my journey into his virgin hole. Whenever he would tense up I would stop and let him get used to it and then continue on. This was one tight fucking hole. I continue with my journey until I finally manage to get my entire dick buried deep in his hole, but I dare not start pumping away at it yet. I lean on his back and reach around to his dick and it lost most of the hard on.
I could cum at any second, so at this point I don't care. Then he slightly whispers: "what about a rubber?" and he reaches for the gym bag and starts fishing around in it again. I whisper: "just relax, get used to it first". He continues to fish through the gym bag looking for a condom, and just these slight movements is more than I can take and I start blowing my load deep in his ass. After about the third giant volley of cum fires into him he gasps a little, like he suddenly feels a new fullness deep in there, and he lets go of the gym bad and just sort of goes with the "flow". Now I know enough about my own dick, and I've been told by regular fuck buddies who have sucked me off, that right when I'm about to cum, my dick head swells up a little larger. Noticeably larger. So I'm sure the expression on his face was priceless. With my big wad of cum inside, it became noticeably easier to slide my dick around in there a little bit, so I just let my slowly deflating dick continue to explore around deep in his ass, and I reach down to feel his dick again and it's gone mostly soft.
I slowly withdraw from his hot baseball player ass, and he immediately stands up and turns around and grabs hold of my still mostly hard dick, and asks: "did you cum?" At the same time he grabs hold of my dick and gives it a little squeeze and tug, and some remnant drops of pearly white sperm leak out of my piss slit confirming his inquiry.
He maintains his grip on my cum dripping pecker, and grabs his dick with his other hand and goes from semi-hard to rock hard to shooting a big load of cum all over the floor in like a time span of 30 seconds. I took that as meaning it was good for him too.
After cumming all over the carpet, he sighed, and then ran to the bathroom and grabbed a towel and started wiping up the carpet. I thought this is probably a good time to start putting on my clothes and start making some small talk about, well I should probably get going now. So I got dressed and he threw on his shorts and I said thanks for the beers and he said something like "sure, no problem" and I exited and headed home with a big ass smile on my face.
I saw him several more times over the next year at parties, but he acted like it never happened and so did I.