I know Pierre since college, where we used to share the same dormitory. At the time he was in science and I was in literature .We were both 16 at the time.
At one end of the dorm was a room students could use to finish their homework, after curfew. I often went to that room, not that I was eager to do some extra homework, but I found it a comfortable place to masturbate. That night, I was there, with my pajamas down to my ankles, watching at the glossy pictures of an old issue of Playboy and rubbing my cock when Pierre entered the room. Instantly, my cock became limp, and I couldn't find a word to say. But he said nothing and, smiling, took a seat near mine. While we looked silently at the girlie pics (this scene took place in the early '80, so don't imagine something too hard?), he soon began to rub his rod through the fabric of his pajamas. Somewhat encouraged by his doing, I did the same, and soon we were sitting side by side, masturbating. Who took the first step? I can't remember, but I can still see us, after all these years, stroking at each other's cock. I felt ashamed, I couldn't imagine I was gay, nor was I but at the same time I feel excited, rubbing my mate's stiff pole, feeling this hot and tender flesh getting harder under the pressure of my fingers. At one time, I couldn't stand it any more and asked him to stand up. His nearly 20 cm (8 inches) of hot meat were dangling just a few inches from my mouth. Clumsily, but eager to do it right, I struck it between my lips, starting to suck at man's meat for the first time of my life. He seemed to enjoy it, so I tried to take him deeper and deeper down my throat. When I almost had his entire shaft in my mouth, I began moving my head back and forth, sucking at his bulging cock head. Pierre seemed to envoy it, as he let out loud moans of pleasure. His movements became jerky, and soon, in a loud moan he let out streams of cum pulse down my throat. I tried to swallow his entire load, but I was too inexperienced to handle it, so most of it sprayed on my cheeks and chin. After having caught his breath, hi lifted me and, with the tip of his tongue, began to wipe my face clean. My face was red with shame and pleasure at the same time. He tried to kiss me on the lips, but I couldn't allow him to do so, so he changed his mind and went down on his knees, his face in front of my stiff cock. I leaned back, half seating on the desk behind me, and closed my eyes. He began to lick my dick head, before taking it between his moist lips. The feeling was great, it was the first time I had a blowjob; and I was eager to enjoy it fully. He applied great pressure on the swollen part of my dick, sucking it passionately. I couldn't stand it very long and I felt soon an orgasm building in my small back and let it go? At first he swallowed it, and then he took my prick out of his lips and let the flow cover his face and torso. He then got up, and this time more forcefully tried to kiss my lips. I let him do so this time, feeling his cum-covered tongue probe mine, enjoying the taste of my semen on his lips.
As we were standing, me still half seated on the desk, his penis was close to mine and I felt his soft and still cum-wet flesh rub against mine. While we enjoyed our first sperm- flavored kiss, my hand slid between us and I took our two members between my fingers. I was in such a frenzy I couldn't stop myself. I had been dreaming for years for a woman to suck my cock dry, and a boy had just done it. As I rubbed my fingers gently our two penises, we were both getting hard again. His hand got on my dick, and we started to masturbate each other, still kissing deeply, our tongues entwined, tasting the salty remnants of cum on our lips. We I felt I was going to cum for the second time, I leaned forward, and let my cum cover his cock and his belly. His orgasm shortly followed mine, and his sprays splattered on my groin and stomach. Our fingers were sticky and we both enjoyed licking them.
After a quick shower, we went to bed without a word. I remember I couldn't sleep that night, my head was full of contradictory feelings, I for sure had enjoyed what I just had done, but at the same time I felt ashamed, and guilty, and full of remorse.
The next day, we went to breakfast, and then back to our classes, without mentioning what had happened the night before. Days went by, and I thought that he had forgotten what had happened. But on Friday morning, he told me that his parents and older sister were away for the weekend, so may be I could come to visit him, or even stay overnight? When I came home in the afternoon, my parents agreed and on Saturday afternoon I went to his home.
He was waiting for me, quite excited, maybe more than I was. I couldn't get rid of a mixture of guilt, and excitement, and fear, but I felt I should pursue and continue to explore this dark side of my life.
Pierre offered me a glass of white wine; I wasn't accustomed to drink, so I soon felt slightly drunk. When he started to undress, I did the same, and for the first time I saw him fully naked. His body was (and still is) hairless, except on his legs, groin and buttocks. He was slightly more muscular than I was, about the same height as I was, sand white hair and perfect blue eyes with long leaches. He may look quite feminine given this description, but one look at his strong pecker could persuade you he definitively belongs to the male side.
When we were both naked, we shared a long and wet kiss. His tongue was probing mine, while his hands caressed my back and my ass cheeks. I pushed him gently towards the settee, on which we fell. I could feel his strong cock coming into life, growing next to mine, his soft flesh getting hotter and hotter. He slid a hand between our bodies and reached for my dick. I gave him room to reach his goal, and did the same to him. His prick was incredibly hot and stiff, I still couldn't believe that this rod was for me to stroke, lick and suck. That's just was I started doing, taking his flesh between my lips while gently caressing his balls. He gave me the same pleasure and soon we enjoyed our first 69. I felt his lips go up and down my love pole, while I did my best to please him, taking his member out of my mouth to lick it's purple head, tracing circle around its base, before taking it again and sucking, trying to swallow all his length. My commissures stretched as wide as I could, but I couldn't take it all. I took it out again and began to lick his balls. This seemed to please him, and soon he began to give me the same treat. Encouraged by his moans of pleasure, I tried to suck one of his testicles, taking the hard nut in my mouth as if trying to swallow it. While I was doing so, his stiff prick was still in my hand, and I massaged it vigorously. His sack began to tighten, and I felt he was to come soon, so I took his shaft in my mouth again to enjoy his cream. Suddenly, I felt his finger press flat on my asshole, and it felt so good that I came instantly. My jizzm filled his sucking mouth as my hips moved frantically back and forth to prolong my pleasure. His orgasm followed my very soon, and I enjoyed his hot liquor fill my mouth. Once again, his flow was too abundant, and I couldn't swallow it all. His dick slid out of my lips as the last drops oozed and fell on my chest. We lay there, catching our breath and gently caressing our now soft cocks. He came on my side and we shared a long, deep, tasty kiss. I licked his lips clean of my cream with the tip of the tongue, while he pressed his hot body against mine.
He then broke our embrace and led me out of the living room and into his bedroom, bringing the wine along. After drinking more wine, he searched for my lips. While we kissed, I fondled with his "breasts", as I would have done to a girl. Bending forward, I gently began to kiss his hairless chest. "Kiss my tits, please", he moaned. I did as I was told, and took one little nipple between my lips. It began to stiffen, and I suck it harder. "Do you like it?", I asked him. "Oh yes, it feels so good, suck them harder", was his answer. So I started to bite them softly, then harder, and his moans were my reward. He really enjoyed it. While I switched from one nipple to the other, I looked downward and saw his dick head bulging out, precum dripping from its little hole. Without resuming my sucking on his now rock hard nipples, I placed my hand over it and began rubbing, spreading the crystal clear liquor over his burning piece of meat. I fell on my knees. His cock shot out, hard and tense and I struck it immediately between my hungry lips. It felt so good, so hot and huge; I wanted to swallow it entirely. While sucking him, I massaged his balls, clenching them lightly. I took his pecker out of my mouth and started licking his testicles, while stroking his wet member. I took him back, I was so excited I wanted him to come, now and there, I needed his sperm, I wanted to feel hot geysers run down my throat. But he stepped back, and I let out a loud moan of frustration. He fell on the bed and lay on his back, legs wide spread. "Eat my pussy, darling", he told me. I came next to him, and reached for his dick again. But he stopped me and said, smiling at me: "My other pussy?."
I understood what he meant and went lower between his tights. I spread his buttocks and stared at his hole ? the very first ass hole I had seen. It was dark brown, puckered, inviting. At first, I ran my fingers up and down his crack, feeling the firm flesh of his buttocks. I let my fingers wander over his hole, probing his tight muscle. I licked my forefinger and started massaging his hole with it. It was warm, soft, and when I pushed forward he purred with pleasure. His intimate muscle relaxed, and soon I could fuck him with a second finger. It felt good, his tender flesh wrapping my fingers. Bending forward, I sucked his cock again. His hips moved back and forth, my fingers were sliding in and out his ass at fast speed, so fast I had to grab his dick with my free hand to keep it between my lips. He led out endless moans, talking to me while I did my best to pleasure him. At each stroke, I felt his whole body move forward, thrusting his member each time deeper down my throat.
"Ohh, yes, it's soo goood, fuck me, fuck me harder, wow I like it?I want to feel your cock inside me, give me your big tool, give it to me"
While he spoke, he took a tube of face cream out of the nightstand drawer and handed it to me. I put some cream on my fingers and began to spread it over his still virgin hole. He did the same, rubbing greasy cream over my glans. When he felt he was ready, he turned his back to me, spreading his cheeks with both hands. I went on my knees, aiming at his shiny hole.
"Do it slowly, please, don't hurt me", he pleaded. "I'll take care, don't worry, and tell me if I hurt you."
It was the first time for both of us, and I was nervous about it, anxious to please him. At first, I just let my stiff end rest on his hole, applying very low pressure. Even with my previous fingering and the cream, he was still very tight. So I fingered him once more, trying with two fingers to go as deep as I could. Pierre breathed heavily, his pelvis moving slowly while my fingers fucked him. I gave it an other try, harder this time, and my end entered his hole. He let out a moan of pain, but I didn't back off. Inches by inches, I entered deeper in his hole. The feeling was incredible, his inside was so tight around my dick I felt like caught in a vice. At mid-distance, he told me he had enough, that he couldn't take more. I started slow back and forth movements, each time enlarging his bowels. After a while, his pain was replaced by pleasure, and he really enjoyed it.
"Fuck me, it's so good, my ass belongs to your dick, fuck me?"
I put on hand on the flat of his back and began to move faster. It was so hot inside, so tight; I couldn't stand it for long. I reached below him and started massaging his shaft and balls. I must have at one moment squeezed his ball too hard, because he made a swift backward movement. By doing so, he pushed my dick all the way down his ass. He squealed in pain, but it was too late: I was too aroused too move back. I gave him two or tree fast strokes, ignoring his pain, then exploded inside him. My whole body began to shake, as what seemed endless flows of jizzm darted out of my dick to fill him. Exhausted, breathless, I fell on his back.
"You fucking bastard, you ripped my ass, you?. You tore it in two? My God, how it hurts", he mumbled. "I'm sorry, I didn't want to hurt you? but it was so good?" I replied, gently caressing his hair.
"It hurt? but it felt so great? I really enjoyed it, you vicious bitch" "My turn now", I answered, rolling on my back and spreading my legs wide. "Give me some good hard man-meat to enjoy"
He went between my ass cheeks and began to moisten my hole with saliva. The soft feeling of his tongue on my soft mucous membrane made me shiver; I felt goose bumps rise on my whole body. When he probed my inside with one finger, I thought I would faint. And it was only one finger? He pushed harder, not bothering to prepare me enough. I took some cream and spread it over his fingers that were now fully driven inside my hungry hole. It eased the pain, and I felt them sliding smoothly past my contracted muscles. He then got up and lifted my legs, steering his dick toward my asshole. When his flesh made contact with mine, he paused, asking me:
- "Ready?" "Yes, honey, give it to me, NOW!"
He reacted instantly, pushing forward. His swollen head passed my sphincters; it burnt my bowels like glowing ashes. I felt torn open, as he went deeper and deeper inside me. I had closed my eyes, I was nothing else but an exploding asshole and it was as if all my conscience was concentrated on this spot. He pushed more and more, until I felt his balls rubbing against my ass cheeks. After a few slow strokes, the pain disappeared; replaced by sensations of pleasure I opened my eyes and saw him, his face contorted by pleasure, his hands holding my ankles tightly against his chest. I began to move my hips, slow left to right motions, feeling each time his rod exploring my bowels, rising new sensations inside me. I rolled on my stomach, lifting my back towards this new and delicious sensation. It allowed him to fuck me deeper now; I felt his dick slide in and out, long strokes that filled my inside. He moved faster and faster now, he was soon to reach his climax. I slid my hand between my legs, catching his balls and rubbing them against mine. It felt his sack contract, his movements grew faster and faster. He slammed his dick inside me in one last push, and I felt him explode. What felt like torrents of liquor cascaded from his pole, flowing down my intestine like burning liquid. It was endless, gush after gush he filled me with sperm. I was in heaven, enjoying every second of it. When it came to an end, I noticed that he had gripped me by the hips, his nails deep in my skin. I hadn't felt the pain, captivated as I was by the feeling of my first ass fucking. At this very moment, I knew I was addicted to this strong feeling, and that I would do anything to feel my ass hole again titillated, licked and fucked.
When he fell on the bed, breathing heavily, his dick pulled out with a loud noise, and I felt rivulets flow on my ass. We didn't say a word for a long while, then he took my to the bathroom where we took a long hot shower.
After the shower, we discovered that it was almost 9 o'clock, and that we were hungry. Without bothering to dress, we went to the kitchen, where his mother had prepared a cold meal. We wolfed it down, hardly speaking; our bodies still full of these incredible discoveries.
After this weekend, we had many other encounters. Since then, Pierre is my best friend, and my lover.
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