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Moving Perry (M/M, oral, first time) by Tallpup
This is a true story.
I was 18 when I had my first sexual experience with a girl, but I was a little younger when I had my first sexual experience.
When I just was graduated from high school, I was going to help my best friend, Perry, who at the time was one of my sister's ex-boyfriends, assist his mother by moving her stuff from an apartment to a house she had found.
In order to get an earlier start in the morning, Perry suggested I sleep over his place. He was temporarily living with his mother since he just moved out of his girlfriend's apartment after they broke up. That night Perry led me to the apartment's bedroom. Once there I saw only one bed... but there were three of us. Right then and there, it dawned on me that since this was only a two room apartment, there was only one bedroom to share between us. To say I was a little agitated is an understatement.
Perry's mom came out of the bathroom, and appeared ready for bed. Then, catching my look and last words, Perry and her both chuckled at me. She then pulled from the wall a Murphy's bed and said, "Bet you never seen one of these have you?"
I confessed I hadn't.
"You know, we are going to have to share it tonight, if that is ok with you," Perry said, looking at me.
I was sort of flabbergasted, since this comment was very strange coming from Perry. You see, although Perry and I had taken trips to Nashville together and shared hotel rooms plenty of times, Perry always insisted on sleeping in his own bed. Hence, his suggestion that we share a bed, and a small, double sized Murphy one at that, surprised me.
But I shrugged off his suggestion, and replied, "sure, that will do for one night." I faced a dilemma, however: I had no idea how I should get undressed and get into bed with Perry while his mom was still in the room! Furthermore, I didn't think to bring anything to sleep in. I usually slept in the nude or my briefs when I had to. "Thank God I'm wearing briefs right now!" I thought to myself.
I thought Perry could strip in front of his mom if he wanted to, but since my family was a little more formal, I didn't undress in front of my mom, and the thought of undressing in front of Perry's mother was very disconcerting. But before I could give it much thought his mom was under her covers, turned facing away from us and reached over and turned the lights off.
With the lights off, the room darkened and this helped greatly. As I heard Perry remove his clothes, I did like-wise, making it a point to leave my briefs on. Perry and I slid under the covers from each side of the bed and faced away with our backs to each other.
Being relieved about getting in bed without an audience looking on, I should have dozed right off, but I wasn't sleepy yet. So I just lay there being still and quiet so as to not disturb Perry.
I don't know how much time went by (probably just a few minutes) but Perry turned over, and suddenly, I felt his hairy arm wrap around me. Now, normally I would have thrown it right off of me and hollered at him for being weird, but for some reason that night, I wrapped his arm around my torso and purposely moved closer to him. I turned around, and presto! There we were hugging, facing each other, our chests pressed together.
I closed my eyes, and the next thing I felt was Perry kissing me. I thought that maybe he was dreaming, you know, thinking that I was his ex-live-in, but we both had mustaches, and, at least to me, it felt pretty noticeable. So, he obviously knew it was me he was kissing.
For some reason, I thought "Oh my gosh, what if he wakes up?" But such a thought was foolish, since he was obviously awake in the first place! And I was so horny! Just to be sure he was awake, I whispered lightly in his ear, "Suck my cock, Perry." ... and to my amazement, down under the covers he went, gently kissing everything on the way. He slid his hands under the elastic of my tight, tenting briefs and started pulling them down. I slowly but deliberately lifted my ass to assist him in removing my underwear.
And then he did it. He started licking my balls, sucking each one ever so tenderly. Next he started licking my cock. Then he took all of my rock hard cock in his mouth and started sucking it, doing amazing things with the tip of his tongue on my dripping cockhead.
I was in Heaven -- it was the most wonderful thing I had experience until then. Sure, I had been touched by girls before but never blown, or even gotten off for that matter. After I couldn't take it any more I whispered under the covers to him that I was going to shot.
Only then did I remember that his mom was just a couple of feet away. Nonetheless, Perry didn't stop--he kept on going, sucking harder than ever. My toes curled and I shot the biggest load of my young life. I didn't think I was ever gonna quit. Perry drank it all, never spilling a drop of my seed.
After my dick went limp, Perry surfaced from under the sheets, and in a normal tone, asked me to suck him. "Shhh, your mom will wake," I said. Perry replied, "she takes sleeping medicine. Believe me, you couldn't wake her right now if you wanted to." With that, I grinned and repeated his actions on him, working my way down to his cock.
Boy, was I in for a surprise! Perry was HUNG! I mean, I'd not even seen porn stars that hung! Well, I took as much as I could, getting deeper and deeper down my throat almost gagging once or twice until I realized I could relax my throat muscles to accommodate most of his throbbing shaft. Thinking back, I am so glad he didn't grab my head and force his cock down my throat, I wouldn't have been able to handle that. I took one hand and played with his heavy balls and my other hand jacked what ever cock remained out of my mouth.
It didn't seem to take to long to get him to "the point of no return." Perry grasped my hand tightly, and let out a soft moan, thereby giving me a warning that he was going to shoot. However, I was determined to return his favor. Besides, I tasted my own cum many times before, and he just drank mine. Deep down, I guess I wanted to know what someone else's cum tasted like. He exploded a massive first shot in my mouth -- far too much to contain in my full mouth. I suck and swallowed as much of his spooge as fast as I could, but still, some leaked out down his shaft only to be picked up by my other hand wrapped around his pulsating shaft.
After he finished shooting, I licked up what had spilled, cleaning his cock. I brought myself up to him and we kissed once more, tasting the faint taste of musky cum on each other's tongue. We curled up together and went fast asleep.
The next morning I awoke smelling breakfast cooking, and felt a moist sensation on my groin. Perry, who was already up and dressed, sat on the side of the bed next to me and smiled. "Get dressed. Mom is cooking something for us to eat and then we'll get started moving the big stuff out first."
Perry and I had several more encounters after that. Thank goodness that his new place had more than just one bedroom! For some reason, Perry would never talk much about what we would do. It wasn't long after my first experience with Perry that I had sex with a girl. Thinking back about that, Perry actually played a small part in that whole experience too! (But that's a whole other story!)
Please write me at tallpup@hotmail.com if you liked this story above. This is the first time I have ever written anything like this. I might right more if this was enjoyable. More stories to come if this gets positive feedback! A special thanks to J. Andrew Robertson for his help!