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I don't know exactly how old I was when I became sexually aware. I just always seem to remember being horny. I remember masturbating for the first time; I wasn't even old enough to ejaculate. I distinctly remember my first orgasm. I was alone playing with myself in the tub stroking away profusely and it happened... I was scared. What was that powerful scary sensation that put me in a place I had never been before? After I became comfortable with that indescribable powerful feeling, I have lusted for sex since. Some time after masturbation became a regular part of my daily activities, a friend of mine Jim, proudly came over and told me he was able to ejaculate. I had never seen this or even knew that cum was supposed to come out. This I had to see for myself. We went to a more secluded location (outside in a homemade fort) where he whacked profusely for about two minutes and shot his load all over the floor. It wasn't soon after this when I too was able to produce the sticky goo.
It wasn't long after that where both of our sexual needs became too powerful to control and ended up experimenting with each other. We slowly over the years proceeded from jerking off together, sucking each other to actually having anal sex with each other. Our sexual encounters were not very frequent and we rarely had the opportunity because of the lack of privacy to actually get off. This changed after many years passed by.
I must have been about 14 at the time. My friend was working the late shift at a McDonalds restaurant. It was the weekend, so I had snuck out of my house at around midnight. I met him at the McDonalds. After work we ended up back at his house where everyone was asleep. Jim had his own room and I don't recall exactly how it happened. His whole house was silent and still. His room had a soft light and he was getting out of his uniform. I don't recall the exact events but before I knew I was massaging his quickly growing hard cock through his underwear. Let me start by explaining that Jim's cock was larger than mine and uncut. My cock is average, where Jims is thick and long 10"+. We ended up in a sixty-nine position for what must have been 10 minutes. I had until that point never enjoyed sucking a dick, but this time was different. I enjoyed the smell and taste I was experiencing - the weight of his cock and balls in my hand and mouth while I fondled and licked. I continued to suck and lick him untiring. Jim later told me that I had brought him to the brink many times, but I kept squeezing his balls causing him to lose his climax. I wasn't even very conscious of my own pleasure. I suddenly exploded into his mouth. He hungrily was swallowing it and massaging every drop he could squeeze from my cock. I could have sucked him for hours but Jim then asked me if I wanted to fuck him in the ass. Before I could answer, he went out of his room and came with some lubricant. Jim got on the bed on his hands and knees and spread for me. I greased my stiffening cock and his tight asshole. I pushed and my cock started to slip in his ass, where he started to whimper in pain. I pulled out and we attempted again. I put the head in and after what seemed like a long time, finally got my cock buried in to the hilt. We fucked real slowly for what must have been a half an hour. It was real nice to be pushing in and out of his ass while reaching around and stoking his huge cock. I had already come and was kind of losing interest and up until now he was unable to relieve his aching cock. He pleaded with me to complete the blowjob that I had started earlier. Having already gotten off I was not nearly as horny as I once was. The pleading went on for a while until I eventually caved in. He lay back down on the bed and I went back to work on his thick stiff cock. I placed the head in my mouth and started yanking on his shaft. I once again got turned on after I started sucking on his cock. I was running my tongue circling around his head, between his head and foreskin. A memory to this day which still gets me hard. The sight of an uncut cock will forever turn me on from this experience. I didn't again touch his balls that would have delayed his release. He soon erupted in my mouth and I drank down what I could. It was repulsive yet exciting. His come did not slide down my throat but kept clinging there. The taste was unfamiliar. It was unpleasant but nice. The next day when I saw Jim, it was awkward, but we never mentioned it again. I thought about the experience and was confused by it. I liked it, but because of all of the excess baggage that society hangs on you about queers, fags, homos, etc. I really felt guilty about it.
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