For as long as I can remember I have been one horny fuck. Like most boys my dick would get hard at the drop of a hat and for no apparent reason. My brother was the same but he was shameless in showing off his pecker to whoever was in the house. He'd come out in his tighty whities with his boner sticking start on up. It never appealed to me to play around with my brother even though I often wondered what his hard prick would look like. We used to wrestle and both of us would get raging hard cocks.
Like most boys I played with my dick whenever I could but it wasn't until I was 12 years old, and staying with my grandpa, that I discovered the wonders of masturbation. My grandfather had both his legs amputated and I stayed with him during the summer to help take care of his needs. By 12 I was beginning the long stage of horniness that has not left me until this very day. Sometimes I'd walk in on grandpa as he was relieving himself in his urinal and I was taken back by the size of his male organ. In that my dick was maybe 3" long his looked ginormous by comparison. In retrospect I'd guess his cock was 5" flaccid and very thick.
Grandpa used to take his naps on a regular basis. This one day he insisted I lay down on the sofa. It was in clear sight of his bedroom. Laying on my stomach my dick sprang immediately into action. I couldn't get out of my head the size of my grandpa's sausage. The the senations grew and grew in my head. I was humping that sofa for dear life. Grandpa bellowed, "Stop it." He knew what was up better than I. After I was certain he fell asleep I humped away again trying to regain the sensation my cock and balls were experiencing minutes before. It took no time at all to reach beyond those sensations to the point where I thought I'd pee my pants. I let it fly somehow knowing that it wasn't pee. My underwear and pants were coated in fresh boy cum.
From 12 to 17 years old I was to obsessed with my dick and the pleasures that it could give me that I not only pumped it with my hand at least 4 times a day but I had night hump sessions with my mattress that made my balls so shiny and hairless. It wasn't until my 20's when I actually knew what it was to grow hair on my balls. I did so much humping up til then that I rubbed hair off them.
Another past time to regularly pull out the ruler and measure my dick for length and girth and record it on the underside of a pull out draw on a desk.
It was the 1970's and I was far from out. I was shy about my sexuality. Being very masculine acting no one would have ever guessed my interest in men. While working at Sear's in Hamilton I met this great looking Italian man Tony. He worked on the sales floor and I worked in the tailor shop. Tony was about my height and weight (5' 7" and 130lbs) with a big well developed chest and beafy biceps. Though Tony wore looser fitting dress pants to work it was pretty clear that he was packing some major meat in his crotch area. Our conversations were almost always on sex. He was always trying to get me involved in his after work activities. He kept promising that he could get me handjobs, blow jobs and sex whenever I wanted it. I was too chicken shit to go for it even though my cock wanted it badly.
Even with all the beating of my cock I was still having wet dreams and spilling my man juice on the sheets. I wore tight pants back then. The seam would run right up the centre of my balls driving me crazy with horniness. My dick was perpetually leaking like a tap and causing me to change my underwear.
Then I met Harold. He was 14 years old, 5' 4", 100lbs, brown hair and huge brown eyes. Though I didn't understand how I knew at the time, I knew he was gay. It wasn't just because of his effeminate manner, which really turned me off, but I knew there was a mutual attraction there. Everything this boy wore was tight. His shirt hugged his perfect little v-shaped body. His pants clung to the cutest little bubble butt and then there was his oh so noticeable basket. Fuck this boy was dripping sex and he got me hard the very first time I laid eyes on him. I know he wasn't hard but his basket was so large that it created this shape around his crotch that looked like he was wearing a cup. I later found out that Harold was not into sports he was just well endowed. His balls hung on either side of the seam in his crotch like two large walnuts. His dick looked pudgy and laid to the right of his boy bush. He was a friend of my girlfriend. By her request we had him tag along more and more. Harold would also always jump in the front seat first to sit beside me. Though there was room on the bench seat he was always smack against me. Most of the time I had something to lay on my lap so that my hardon was not easy to see. Somehow I think Harold knew the effect he was having on me.
The night before Harold, Ruth and I were going to take a trip to Windsor together they each agreed to stay at my place so that we could get an early start. Ruth slept on the sofa and Harold and I slept in my bed. After having a bath I entered the bedroom. Harold was already out of his pants and in his tighty whities in bed. I thought his eyes would bulge right out of his head as he saw me in just a towel. Having a 7" cut cock that hangs pretty thick even soft, and surrounded by a nice set of low hangers, I know I put on a good show for him. I turned off the light and hopped into bed. Try as he may he couldn't get a good look at my package. Being fairly aggressive he said to me, "I'll show you mine if you show me yours." I was a combination of scared and bashful. He begged for what seemed like forever. I must have fallen asleep but was soon awakened to the feeling of very soft smooth skin next to my dick. For a second I forgot that Harold was in bed with me, then it dawned.
What a horny little fucker going after my cock when I was sleeping. I was so hard and my balls were aching so bad that my horniness took over. My cock was leaking precum like a tap. Harold kept applying the moistness from my cock to his pucker. Every few seconds he'd try to back up and stick my thick cock up his chute. Though he thought I was sleeping he was soon going to find out otherwise. I waited until his love canal was well lubed with my cock juices. When he pushed back to try and get my cockhead in I thrust forward and forced about 4" of hard cock into his amazingly tight ass. I swear I felt shots of electricity flow between us. To muffle his screams I stuck a pair of underwear in his mouth until he could calm down.
Giving him a couple of minutes to adjust to his invader I thrust the remaining 3" of cock into him until he could feel my pubes tickle mounds of joy. Even though it was dark I was close enough to Harold to see the veins pop out in his forehead as he flailed on the bed with his first boy cock up his chute. I slowly started the in and out movements of fucking until I could feel his boy hole adjusting and I could feel him pushing back.
The underwear in the mouth was no longer necessary so I took it out while I flipped him on his stomach, cock still buried up his ass. Once I got him where I wanted him I started to jackhammer his ass in rapid succession. I wanted to make this boy a new pussy in the process of breeding him. The bed springs were going nuts with noise and Harold's groans were becoming moans as he began begging me to fuck him harder. I could feel my cockhead as it stroked his prostate with each thrust. This boy was milking my balls of its precum juices and it felt oh so good.
Harold later told me that it felt like he was losing his mind. Though I knew I was no longer hurting him the intensity coming from beneath me felt like I was killing him. This kind of killing was with pleasure.
Because I'd been out all day and hadn't been able to make time to deal with the pressure in my balls I had alot to give Harold. I knew I wasn't going to last long and decided to bring an end to round one. Keeping up the jackhammering pressure on his ass, feeling my balls as they slapped against his ass I knew they were going to tighten. They did and 10 power bursts of cum flowed from my wang into his greedy ass. Never before had I cum so hard. In fact, I saw stars and my left nut felt like it had ruptured as I came. I later found out that Harold came for the second time just as my bursts of cum hit his prostate. This load was just as huge as the one that he'd already dumped on the sheets as we fucked.
Harold begged me to "take it out, take it out," as the last remnants of cum dribbled into him but I thrust my cock forward into his sloshy bung hole. I reached to grab hold of his cock and was pleasantly surprised to feel a sticky chubby 7" cock with two very sizeable nuts. Harold let out a huge moan and melted into my body. There was no fight in this boy anymore.
After about 3 minutes the firmness returned to my cock and Harold wriggling his ass in response to the feeling of my throbbing member growing inside him again. It was about 1am when I was initially awakened by Harold. By 5am we had fucked a total of 4 times. All the way to Windsor the next day Harold could not sit still. When we stopped to use the facilities enroute he told me in the men's room that his ass was so sore from the fucking he received that he couldn't sit. On top of that he still felt me thrust deep into him and it was driving him crazy.
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