Date: Tue, 13 Oct 1998 03:18:07 -0500
From: fox503@hotmail.com
Subject: Blow Job in the Balcony

Blow Job in the Balcony
by Fox503

The usual warning and disclaimers, if you find this kind of reading
offensive don't read it, hit your back button and go somewhere else
likewise if your under 18 nuff said so on with the story.


This all took place back in the do wa ditty days of the Sixties when free
love was just coming in.  Most of the guy's back then were uncut, STDs were
not that big a deal, the big one's in them days were Syphilis and Gonorrhea
with Pubic Lace or Crabs being the most common and easiest to get.  And by
the way condoms will not protect you from Crabs, they are also the easiest
of all STDs to get rid of.

It was the summer of 1963 I was Sixteen when I had my first experience with
an older man.  I live in a small town that could have been anytown USA.  At
that time population was just over 5000, hicksville to some of you reading
this.

In them days the really good jobs went to the kids whose fathers and
mothers knew who to contact.  Of course having a decent education came in a
close second.  I had been out pounding the pavement trying to find a part
time job all morning and was going into the afternoon.

I had already hit the usual places, you know the local newspapers, in them
days there were only two.  The local supermarkets, and the one flower shop
we had at that time.  After getting the same response, leave your
application and I'll get back with you if I need anyone, I was about ready
to call a halt to my job hunting for the day and find something more
exciting to do.

I was heading up Main street when I passed by the local theater and
happened to spot the help wanted sign in the window.  Well what the hell
have I got to lose I thought and went in and put in my application.  Robert
wasn't the manager but carried a hell of a lot of weight with the manager,
he was also the one who did the interview.  Robert was the projectionist
and was in charge of seeing that the theater was kept clean, and was also
in charge of light maintenance.

The interview was the usual questions, how old are you, what type of job
are you looking for, when can you start to work.  He was also the first
grown man who gave me a blowjob.

I'll only mention the guy's first name for obvious reasons and further
state this is not his real name. This happened in the balcony, while I was
at work one day and the theater was closed. I was sixteen at the time and
he was 13 years older than I. As anyone knows sixteen year olds walk around
with a half hardon all of the time anyway at least in them days they did.

Robert and I were working behind the big screen, one those wall to wall,
and almost floor to ceiling jobs common in most of the theaters across the
Country, when the conversation turned to sex as it usually does, when two
guy's are alone together. Robert asked me if I ever beat off or fooled
around with other guy's.

I wasn't naive having been sexually active from age 7 and also from fooling
around with some of the guys from my crowd and had an idea of what he was
leading up to, so I said sure a few times. The usual questions followed,
how much do you have? can I touch you? would you jack off now? can I jack
you off?  You want tell anyone will you?  I wanted and was hoping he wanted
to suck me off as we called it so I said ok.

During all of this Robert was touching and rubbing the front of my pants
and had given me a stiff boner. Robert said it would be more private in the
balcony so we headed upstairs and sat down in one of the back rows. Robert
unbuttoned my pants and pulled them down, I slid a little forward so he
would have some room. He started playing with my dick jacking it up and
down and pulling the skin back past the head, and asked me if I had ever
had a guy go down on me before, and this was really what I was hoping for
and wanted.

Although I don't have the biggest dick by any means I wasn't shorted
either.  Even at sixteen I was standing 6'2" and had reached my full
length of seven inch's when on hard and kinda fat but not too fat, my dick
that is.  Robert played around with my dick for a while then put the head
of it into his mouth.

Me, I just closed my eyes relaxed and enjoyed the sensation of getting my
dick sucked.  That was also the first time anyone let me shoot off in their
mouth.  Oh sure I had fooled around with other guys my age, jacked off with
them and sucked a few of them off myself, they in turn had done the same
for me, it was just that none of us had ever went that far with one
another.  Robert told me to tap him on the top of his head just before I
shot my load.  I thought it was so he could pull off, I guess it's just one
of things some guy's do.  Robert tried to swallow all of my dick but as I
have a slight upward curve this was a little awkward, not to mention a
little painful.

I shifted a little in my seat so he could deep throat me although I didn't
know that was the name for it back then.  Summer's where I come from are
hot sticky and muggy days and nights, and I was kinda sticky and sweaty
myself.  It felt good to be sitting in the dimly lighted balcony with a
cool breeze coming from the air conditioner, smelling all of the wonderful
smells that a theater has while Robert sucked on the head of my dick and
bobbed his head up and down on the shaft.  Every time he bobbed up he kept
his lips locked around my dick so my foreskin would slide over the top of
the head, sometimes sliding his tongue around the head and under it.  I was
fast reaching the point of no return.

The thing I remember most vividly is just before I exploded into his mouth
I tapped him on the top of his head like he asked before he started blowing
me, I thought this was so he could pull off, but Robert only increased his
speed and suction until I blew a load all over the inside of his mouth.  It
was a highly intense feeling and I felt kinda scared, funny and a little
dizzy all at the same time.

Like all of my skin all at once got this funny weird tickling feeling, and
the strongest point was on the head of my dick going down the shaft and
coming from inside of my ass and dick radiating down my legs and into my
toes.  Things went a little hazy while my whole body convulsed and locked
from the intense feeling of shooting off and I came halfway up out of the
chair.

When it was over and Robert got up to go to the sink I tried to tell him I
had tapped him on the top of his head, and all he did was just smile.  He
told me later it was so he would know I was shooting and he could be
prepared for it.  To this day he's the only one I've met who wanted that
done.


This story is based in truth on what my first time with an older guy was
like, although the name is false.  Robert is still living and I still call
him and go see him once in a while.

If you have any comments or if you enjoyed reading the story please send
comments to fox503@hotmail.com flames don't bother as I will only delete it
without reading. Constructive criticism and suggestions for improvement
however are welcomed, for without them how can one learn what to change.
Some of the experience's I had while growing up were with guy's who
although bathed sometimes had smegma, if anyone reading this gets into this
and would like to hear about some of them email me.  Now that I think back
it was really a lot of fun.