Thanks to all of the kind replies! I was shocked to get so much response so soon. I found that a lot of people enjoy sincere, real, stories about first time experiences, which this is. Everything here is absolutely true, albeit a little dull maybe, at times.
Pt. 2
A little clarification is in order, simply because it was omitted in the first part of my story. To begin with, these are real experiences. Second, I am not, and was not, a super model teen. I was pretty ordinary- some freckles, blonde hair, fair skin with a little tan from being outside and pretty teeth. Personality wise a little shy and incredibly inexperienced and naive. My cock was about 5 inches, cut.
After my first experience in the front seat of my car in a dark parking lot, I was beyond horny. I drove home and jerked off several times just to get to sleep. Two nights later, I parked in the dark lot, again, and snuck back up the street to the adult bookstore, going in the back entrance.
Once again, I wasn't asked to show id, so no one knew that I was just a high school student. I watched a few of the films, specifically looking for anything with men on men. There was one that I thought was incredible. A young guy was sucking his buddies cock, while his friend rubbed his feet up and down his butt crack. While he was getting blowed, he shoved his toe in the other guy's hole and start fucking him with his toe.
I thought this was beyond anything I could imagine. After a while, I started feeling closed in, so I decided to slip out the back door to my car for a while. As I was walking across the alley, a guy who followed me out, said, "Hey. How you doin'"
He was in his mid-20's, and I figured a college student. He had a small mustache and tanned skin, brown hair.
"Ok, I guess. What bout you?" "You want to go somewhere?" he asked. I didn't know if he meant out to eat, or shopping or what so I said, "Where do you want to go?" "I mean, you want to come to my apartment?" he answered. Still a little naive, but thinking that this was maybe leading to something, I said, "Sure!" He told me to get in my car and follow him.
The whole way I was thinking, 'I'm an idiot. This guy might be some murderer or something, and I'm going home with him.' Then I thought, 'I feel like some kind of slut, or something. What if he wants me for sex?' That thought made me a little giddy.
We pulled into a typical campus apartment, and I followed him up the stairs. This was so weird. He fumbled with a key, then opened the door and turned on a light.
"Have a seat. You got a name, dude?" Ouch- I felt funny giving him my name. I mean, I didn't want anyone knowing that I was at that bookstore. "Ricky," I lied, using a name of one of my friends that popped in my head.
He sat down and handed me a glass of wine. I drank very rarely, and so it instantly made me a little bit dizzy. He reached over and begin to massage my leg. I looked up from his hand to his face, and he was staring at me. He leaned over, and put his lips on mine.
Wow, freaky! I had barely kissed girls, and I had this guys lips on my mouth, and his tongue pushing against my lips. I didn't want to look stupid, so I tried to kiss back.
"Relax, dude," he murmured, as he continuing massaging my leg and now my crotch. As he leaned in to kiss me again, he started unzipping my pants.
Here it was. I wasn't just getting blown in the front seat of a car in a parking lot. This was real man to man sex. It might even mean taking my clothes off, which I never did except in PE class (and reluctantly at that). I either did it, or I didn't.
I opened my mouth, and let his tongue glide across my teeth. MMM, it tasted funny. I could taste the wine, and also his spit. It wasn't bad, it was just so weird to me.
He dropped his head to my crotch, and started sucking on my cock. I massaged his head, and I wasn't sure what else to do or say. I just made up some words.
"Thanks. I like that. Thanks, it feels good." "MM, hmm," he replied, with his mouth full.
I knew I was going to blow, so I pulled him up for another kiss. This time, my pre-cum was all over his lips, and I tasted it.
"My turn!" he announced, and leaned back on the couch with his hands behind his head, smiling.
He was fully dressed, and I didn't know how this was supposed to work, but I knew it was payback for me. I had to produce, here. So I leaned over and kissed him, while I unbuttoned his shirt and licked his nipples. I gradually worked my way down to his belt, and unfastened it, then unsnapped his pants.
As I unzipped his pants, I could feel a hard cock underneath. Man- I had never touched a cock in my life, much less put one in my mouth! I pulled his pants down a little ways, then put my mouth against the hard outline on his underwear. I could now feel it against my mouth.
"Do you like to suck cock, dude?" he asked, and rubbed my head. "Yeah," I answered. "Well, no, I mean, I got sucked by a guy once, but that's all. I didn't get to suck him back." "For real? You mean you never did it with a guy besides that?" he asked. "No- I mean, I thought about it and all, but I never did it." I answered honestly. "How old are you, anyway?" he asked. "I'm almost 18," I lied, since that was only a year and a half away. "Cool. It's special the first time you do it," he said, like someone who had lots of first times, then he gently pushed my head back to his crotch without another word.
I carefully pulled the elastic band of his shorts down, and for the first time, saw a cock up close. It wasn't huge- maybe 6 inches, and it was cut. I licked it, and remember thinking that it felt like something rubber. There was a slight musky taste, and there was pre-cum on the top.
I felt like for the moment, this cock belonged to me. I forgot about the guy attached to it, and started licking up and down, then I put the head in my mouth and held it there, feeling it with my tongue. The pre-cum didn't hardly taste, but I felt its sliminess in my mouth.
I finally swallowed the whole thing, like Michael (the
guy from the other night) had done to me. I felt myself gagging when it got to my throat, and so I backed off.
"Hold it, little man. Let's go in the other room where the bed is." Now I really felt strange. I was going 'to bed' with a guy. This was feeling intimate. I pulled his jeans the rest of the way off, and then for some reason pulled off his socks. I rubbed his feet for a few moments, and again though how dreamlike this was.
As we walked into the little bedroom, he reached over and pulled my shirt up, and over my head.
"Go ahead, take the rest off." he said.
I slipped out of my blue jeans, then pulled my socks and shorts off. I felt like a skinny, pale, naked kid, and he stood there looking with a little smile on his face.
He pulled me over for another kiss, this time with plenty of wet tongue. "You taste good, kid." he said.
He gently lowered me onto the bed, then laid down with his face in my crotch, and his cock next to my face. I took the cue and started licking and sucking again, this time on his balls and sack, too.
As he licked my balls, it tickled. I tried to keep from giggling, because that would have sounded stupid, but I couldn't hardly keep from it. Finally I said, "That's tickling me!"
Sorry he said, and switched positions so I was propped against the pillow as he took my cock in long, slow sucks. As he did, he propped my arms over his shoulder, and I leaned against the pillows shuddering and moaning.
What happened next, really scared me. With my legs on his shoulders, he raised up and slowly positioned his cock between my ass cheeks. I was now on my back in a near vertical position.
"You ever been fucked?" he asked. "No, I don't think I could do that," I answered, now almost terrified. I did not know what to do, and I could tell his hormones were almost out of control.
"It has to be someone you trust, if you let him put his tool up inside your body. You gotta trust him. Do you trust me?" he asked, as he pushed it harder against my tight hole.
"I don't think I want to do that, right now. I'm not ready for that....please, I don't think I want to, if that's ok..." I pleaded. I felt giddy, but genuinely afraid. I was thinking about how I could get out of there quickly.
He held me there suspended in the air for a long time, like he was considering what to do. Finally, he gradually let me down and said, "That's ok. You got to be ready for the first time you go anal. If your not ready, it might not be a good thing." He then put my cock back in his mouth, and gently sucked on it.
There was a mixture of relief, fascination, and even guilt that I didn't give him the pleasure of my ass. But the weird thing was, while he was sucking me, I was thinking about what it would feel like having a man's body inside of my body. I almost stopped him to tell him that I changed my mind, but I was too scared.
"Are you ready to cum?" he asked, and I felt like the evening was drawing to a close. "Yeah, that'd be good," I answered, and closed my eyes as he sucked me harder. I never thought about his need to cum. It didn't even dawn on me.
As I got closer, I had this feeling that I was going to do something bad by shooting in his mouth. Like it was pee or something. I felt it cumming, and needed to warn him.
I pushed away a little at his head and said, "You better stop, it's going to come out....I don't want it to get in your mouth."
He mumbled a reply, and held on like a leech. I couldn't stop it now- I tensed up, and I knew that it had shot into his mouth. But instead of being grossed out, he kept sucking it down like he couldn't get full enough. Finally I went soft, and felt almost faint.
The guy sat up and said, "Thanks...maybe next time we can fuck, or try something else..." I felt like some kind of hooker or something. "Yeah, that'd be awesome. Yeah...thanks!"
I got dressed, and he said very little as I went out the door to my car, except, "See ya around, dude."