This is the first time I've ever written an erotic story, so I hope y'all like it! Feedback would be appreciated and if I get enough of it, then I'll write some more, as I've got lots to tell. Here's the legal stuff - if you're not 18 (blah blah) or it's illegal where you live (blah blah) or material featuring consensual sex between teenage boys offends you (blah blah) then fuck off and don't come back. But then again if this sort of stuff gets you going then read on. This story is totally true. It actually occurred.
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"My Fifteenth Birthday In The Woods"
Hi, my name's Sean, and I live in England. Hapmshire. In the south, wealthyish and quite green. I'm 6' (now - I'm 18 now) and 8" and well built with blond hair and blue eyes. I'd had feelings for boys/men before but this incident confirmed my sexuality for me as much as anyone. I'm still not actually "out" and Sean is not my real name.
It was the day of my Fifteenth birthday in the January of 1996. That night I was going out with my folks and girlfriend Adele (whatever happened to her? Ah, who cares) to celebrate, and in the day, I was going into town with my best friend Dave. Dave was good-looking. Even men who were not gay in the slightest would admit it! He was tall, with a crop of dark hair, well built and what I thought must have been a nice cock. At sleepovers before I'd been interested but had never had the balls to do anything, so I'd never so much as seen his cock, but I sure wanted to. I'd had encounters with boys before (sticky hand and mouth fumblings - more in later chapters if u guys like this!) but I really wanted Dave and couldn't think why.
We were walking back from my local village/town. I'd bought a couple of CDs with birthday money and we'd had a couple of drinks each (it's easier in England that in the babysitter-government USA!). We were walking down a path at the side of a green field. There was an elementary school to our right and a small, wooded area to our right. It was a really cold day, so dressed in our jeans and jumpers, we needed coats as well. The drinks were having more of an effect on my bladder than on my brain.
"Hey, Dave," I said to him. "I'm not gonna last till we get back home. I've gotta piss."
"Yeah, me too," he said. We were close to some bramble bushes so we walked behind them in case anyone saw us (even though the place was as empty as Anna Nicole Smith's head - not a sole around). Cautiously, I unzipped myself and started pissing. I was more reserved than Dave who just whipped it out in front of me. I couldn't believe it - what I'd jerked off over and dreamt about for three years was right before my eyes, albeit in a limp state. It was a good four I inches, with a thick bush of dark pubes at the base of the shaft. Dave, like me was uncut, too. His lowhanging balls were a dream. I had to try hard not to just stare, and the swelling in my own thick meat was becoming harder to hide. Dave finished before me and moved back to the path and I finished, shaking my now half-hard cock and joining him again.
We chatted a bit, of course and kept on walking, when I needed to stop to tie my shoe. I bent down, at which point Dave yawned casually, lifting his arms, as well as his coat. I gawped - there sticking hard (a good 7 inches) out of his fly was his thick cock, supported by his balls.
"Are you gonna look or are you gonna touch?" he asked me. I looked around us - still not a sole around. I tentatively reached out and wrapped my fingers around his hard, hot cock. His breath started a little, as I felt my own hardness fill my boxer shorts. I moved my fingers gently up and down his length a couple of times, before letting go.
"Now you do me," I told him, as I stood, and in one fluid movement pulled my hard shaft free from my jeans. Dave casually just reached down and grasped the full length of my cock, jerking it quite hard several times. I shut my eyes, lost in heaven and placed my hand on his shoulder to steady myself. Just as I was really getting into it, bucking my hips to his hand, he stopped dead and started moving away. I stood there in amazement as he kept on walking away up the path. I quickly packed my self away and jogged to catch up with his fast pace.
"I'm sorry, Dave, if you didn't want to do that..." I started, but Dave just grinned, and pulled my arm into the wooded area by the path. He took off in a fast run and I had to sprint to catch up with him. It was freezing that day, and I didn't appreciate this. He was standing there, in a small clearing in the very centre of the woods, with his jeans and boxers around his ankles, his coat unfastened and on the ground, proudly jerking his cock with one hand, while massaging his huge balls with the other.
"So, you gonna give me a hand or not?" he asked. I didn't hesitate, ripping off my coat and moving over to him. I eagerly grabbed his cock with my right hand and he started moaning quietly as I jerked him tenderly, knowing he could cum any time soon. With the other hand I took his heavy balls and started working them between my fingers. As I did this, Dave started to work on my fly and button, pulling my jeans and boxers down with his two hands in one movement, and grabbing my cock. We both stood there jerking each other off, feeling each others balls, when Dave leaned in to kiss me. Hard, with tongues, as he sucked my face and we kept wanking. I knew I wanted to do more. I got down on my knees and looked up at Dave.
"Do it!" he told me, thrusting forward so his sticky cock, wet with precum grazed my cheek. I gently took the very tip of his piss-slit between my lips and sucked tenderly. Dave moaned, as I let my mouth swallow his whole cock right to the base. I'd sucked a few cocks before, but nothing like this. He started thrusting and pumping in and out of my mouth, as her grabbed my head. With my other hand I started massaging his pubes, stroking his shaft and groping his balls. Dave was close to cumming and so was I as I worked my balls with my free hand.
"Oh, Sean! I've waited so long for this! Suck me, suck me long and hard. Take it all in you, Sean," he whispered as my tongue snaked around and around his beautiful cock.
"I want you so much, Dave. I love the way your big hard cock feels in my mouth. I want to feel your hot salty cum spunk down my throat," I said, knowing that dirty talk/porno dialogue would turn him on. Suddenly, he stopped and told me to lie down on his coat. I did as I was told, all the while fondling my penis. Slowly, he knelt down, his legs either side of my head, his face pointed at my erect cock.
"I wanna sixty-nine with you, Dave. I want to taste your cum and I want you to swallow mine," I told him as I grabbed his asscheek.
"Let me! Let me suck you," Dave said before falling on top of me, our still mostly clothed bodies writhing together. He took my cock in his mouth and eagerly licked and sucked it as I pointed his own stiff dick into my waiting mouth. His balls on my nose smell musty and like my own do when I'm jacking off. He pumped up and down in to my mouth as I thrust upwards. I fondled his balls and the only sounds were our contented moans and groans as we sucked on each other as though our lives depended on it.
I knew it couldn't last much longer, though. Dave's thrusting getting more harsh as mine did, and soon I felt that feeling that started as a tingling at the base of my shaft and growing quickly into a violent spasm in my whole body as I shot bolt after bolt of my hot cum into Dave's throat, his fingers tickling my tightened balls. All my years of jacking off hadn't prepared me for the power of this orgasm. I felt Dave's whole body tense as his cock went thicker and straighter and started shooting off in my mouth. His cum tasted like mine did, as he shot wave after wave in to me. We both swallowed each other as if it were the first liquid we'd had in days. We clung on to each others' bodies, carressing each other in the afterglow of our first mutual orgasm.
It was the first of many, that day of my birthday. Our sex life was frantic and exciting, and there's still a lot more to tell.
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