Date: Thu, 16 Dec 2004 15:06:32 EST
From: Dan5280@aol.com
Subject: Coke and Company

This is a true story -- it happened to me when I was about 16 and still a
virgin.

For as far back as I can remember, I had always been aware of how good
sensual/sexual touch felt.  Of course, I was always the one who was
touching me, but I knew what felt good and I did it
frequently...masturbating most often, but sometimes anal play, etc., just
to experience the pleasure I felt.

As I grew into puberty and on into my teens, girls became more and more
interesting to me.  I had played "house" when in grade school and copped
a "feel" or had a few clumsy kisses too, but that was the extent of my
early sexual contacts.  As a teenager, I had more opportunities to touch
girls and found those to be wonderful experiences -- but never got to go
"all the way" and here I was 16 years old and still a virgin!

One evening after school, I was walking home and stopped at a local pool
room to hang out and smoke a cigarette.  While there, an older man came
up and asked for a light.  He was older to me and as I look back on that
experience, I suppose he was about 40 or so.  After giving him a light,
he sat on the stool next to me and we watched guys playing pool for a
while when he asked me if I wanted a coke or something.  Always ready to
accept a freebie, I accepted his offer and we moved to a nearby table to
sit more comfortably.

I really wasn't aware of him looking at me, but he must have been
checking me out and finally decided to move to the next level of his
plan.  He asked me if I ever drank anything stronger than coke and this
got my interest up in a hurry.  I looked around to see if anyone was
paying attention to us and when satisfied we were being ignored, I said I
do like to drink beer when I can, but at only 16, I didn't get much
opportunity.  He just smiled and sat back -- much to my disappointment.

After a short time, he said he needed to go back to his apartment and
continue working.  He said he was a part-time writer.  He then asked if I
would like to join him and read his latest story to see what I thought of
it -- and that he had some coke there and maybe he could find something
to put in it.... wink, wink.

We got to his apartment, a one-room hotel room with kitchenette actually
and he told me to sit while he fixed our cokes and got the story for me
to read. The room was warm and I took off my coat and sat on the bed
since the only chair was at the little table and was piled with books and
papers.  I wasn't uncomfortable in the situation at all and felt pretty
cool thinking I would be helping this guy with his story - I liked to
read -- and we could have "a couple of drinks" which sounded so grown up
to me.

He gave me a glass and the smell told me the coke had company!  While it
wasn't a strong drink, I could feel its warmth going down as I sipped
it.  The story he gave me was a semi-porn story about a kid being seduced
by an older guy.  It didn't take long for me to realize that might be
what was happening to me!  The thought kind of turned me on as I read the
story and sipped the drink.  Sitting on the bed wasn't too comfortable
since there was no back support to lean on of course, so I laid down to
read (I suppose I realized I was playing into the situation, but the
drink, the story and my natural teenage horniness were all working
together).

He asked if I was enjoying the story and I said I was.  I was laying on
my stomach and he asked if I would like him to massage my back while I
read.  I agreed and he was soon sitting on the bed next to me rubbing my
back.  Of course, the next step was his convincing me (not too hard to
do) to remove my shirt so he could rub my back easier.  The massage felt
good and soon I could feel his hands moving lower and spending more time
at the waist of my jeans until I felt his thumbs beginning to frequently
slip under the waist band and actually touch the crack of my young ass.
That definitely felt good and without saying a word, I raised up and
undid my jeans so he had easier access to my butt.

It wasn't long before my jeans were off and I was naked and he was giving
me pleasure by rubbing my back and fingering my ass while I wriggled
under his touch -- still pretending to read his story!

Soon, I realized he was naked too and was on the bed laying next to me.
He had turned me on my side and his cock was rubbing on my ass while he
fondled my young dick from behind me.  I liked the feel of his cock on my
ass and could feel it dribble precum on my crack as my own didk got
harder and harder... by now, the story was laying ignored on the floor.

He turned me to him and began licking my neck and chest -- sucking
and nibbling my hard little nipples as he worked down across my tummy to
my crotch.  He continued to lick me all over as he turned to kneel
between my legs and raised them up to rest my ankles on his shoulders.
He bent over and licked my hard little cock and balls which were just
showing hair on them.  His tongue danced all around my cock
and balls until it was tickling my tight asshole.  I moaned and then
shuddered as his tongue began to fuck my asshole intermittently between
the licking and rimming.

Smiling, he raised up and saw how hot I had become.  I looked directly
into his eyes as he started to rub his cock on my asshole and up to my
cock and balls and then back again to tease my little opening.  He then
lay on his side crosswise and rested my left across him and the other he
used as a pillow so he had great oral access to my cock, balls and
asshole and then he went to work on me.  His tongue felt so good as he
licked and tickled my butt and balls until finally he took my cock into
his mouth and began sucking while his fingers took the place of his
tongue.

It wasn't long before I began wriggling more and more and my
moans became more urgent until I shot a huge load of my teenage cum into
his hungry mouth.  He continued sucking my softening dick and licking the
last drop of cum from the tip until I couldn't give anymore.  He laid
back with a satisfied smile and I realized he had shot his own load on
the bed while he was eating me and drinking my cum.

I didn't know what he originally had planned to do, but he didn't fuck me
that night and didn't ask me to even touch him.  He probably planned to
ease me into being his fuck boy and get me to suck his cock and fuck me
another time if we got back together but we never did.

Hope you enjoyed this true story that took place about 40 years ago.