I will always remember my first taste of a man's juices. It was way back in high school when I was a small skinny kid.
I wasn't a particularly good student so I found that I had to use the schools private study rooms most afternoons. These rooms weren't very big; they just had room for one desk and had two doors, one leading to the corridor which could be locked and one leading to an adjoining classroom.
Now I had know for some time I was gay although I had never actively done anything about it. There was this one teacher though that I had fantasised about, he was the German teacher and very much a loner likes me. He was around 65 years old, about 350lbs and had the most wonderful full beard I had ever seen. He used to walk around the school wearing pants and shirts that must have been 2 or 3 sizes too small for him so you could see every bump and bulge. At that age it drove me wild and I must have walked around school with a permanent erection.
On one afternoon I found myself in the study room next to his classroom and from my position behind my desk I had a great view of him sat behind his desk marking papers. Every few mins he would lean back and stretch showing off his huge stomach. I got so turned on watching him I started to stroke my pants, it didn't take long before I had my zip undone and my hard and dripping wet cock was out and I was jacking off.
I started to really enjoy myself and after a few minutes I had my eyes closed and I was completely lost in my fantasies.
That was until I heard a small noise like a door handle turning. My first reaction was to cum all over my exposed stomach, my second was panic, it was a strict Catholic school and I thought I was going to be in big trouble.
But he was smiling and stroking his crotch.
That was all the encouragement I needed and within seconds I was on my knees with his pants unzipped and his cock was out I the open. Now I know I was only young but I knew a big cock when I saw one and boy was he big. He must have been around 9 inches long and as thick as a can. It was wet and he told me to be a good boy and take it in my mouth.
I opened my mouth and slowly let his head enter, I let my tongue lick up his pre-cum and it was so sweet. I had to have more, I pulled his foreskin as far back as I could and pushed my mouth further onto his cock. He started to moan, so I knew I was doing something right.
He then grabbed hold of the back of my head and he began to fuck my face. With one of my hands I took hold of his balls and I started to massage and squeeze them, my other hand I used to stroke his belly.
It didn't take long before I could feels his balls begin to stiffen, he told me to get ready to take his cum and that I had to swallow every drop. With one final thrust into me he exploded his warm, creamy, salty cum into my mouth. He wouldn't pull out until I had taken each and every drop he shot.
We had many more repeat performances but they are different stories.