Date: Sat, 15 Jul 2000 00:13:32 -0700
From: RLB9044 <RLB9044@prodigy.net>
Subject: My first time { Getting my first blow job } (lee) ( MB oral ) [1!1]

If you are under legal age or you find sex between males awful, sick,
ugly or sinful do not read any farther.

I want neither fame or fortune from my stories. You may print, copy, fax,
email or distribute this any way you want, I do not care.

These stories are accounts of sexual encounters I have had over the years
If you enjoy them to let me know. If you do not tell me why. Email me at
lee1841@prodigy.net

I love reading true accounts of sex between two or more males. I know
everyone's trigger is tripped by something. Stories of S&M, bondage
and bodily waste doesn't trip mine. If you have stories, you would
like to share, please email them to me.

I have kept a journal from age 14 (6 weeks short of 15) when I gave my
first blow job. It is in a style that describes all that happened but not
necessarily every word spoken. It holds accounts of my favorite times and
first times. These stories are mostly true accounts of actual events.
Though my notes refreshes my memories of each event many of the actual
words escape me.. I have filled in some of the blanks where my memory
falters. I was never good in English while in school. Please forgive my
grammar and punctuation mistakes.

----------------------Getting my first blow job------------------------

It was July 4th and I was 15, a little over two months shy of 16. I would
be spending a mostly boring day at the beach with my ex-aunt and her
three kids. My mother had ask, begged and almost forced me to agree to
go. My parents were hosting and adult party and I wasn't invited
This was her favorite way to get rid of me when she didn't want me
around. The only thing that made the day bearable was the flesh that was
on view. You could get a flash of ass cheeks when someone would pull at
their suit where it had wedged in the crack. Best of all was to see them
straighten their cocks in the pouch for what ever reason including a
boner. Boners were easy to spot if they weren't wearing boxer type
suits. When I was here alone the beach had become an exciting place for
me. I had given my first blow job ten months ago and had scored a couple
more times, at the beach, this year. The small changing booths in the
shower area was the best place to use at the beach. The second score was
two at one time. Both boys were a little older then me. They were with
girls and were happy to get relieved.. It helped keep their boners down.
I got for my effort four loads of spunk, as I gave each two blow jobs,
and the chance to go home horny and jack off.. I was beginning to wonder
what was wrong with me. I wasn't ugly, but in no way stunning. At
5'10" and 135 pounds I was a bit skinny but well tanned. I had a 5 1/2"
cut cock. It had began to grow and thicken a bit over the last year. It
made a respectable bulge in my tight swim suit, What had it gotten me.
Ten months, four different guys, seven blow jobs and the return favors
were naught. Nothing. I knew some day I would, but when. As it turned out
it would be less then a week.

I starting walking the beach to check things out. I spotted a young guy
laying on a towel, resting on his elbows, looking up and down the beach.
As I neared him I kept stealing a glance. I failed to notice the cooler a
few feet in front of him. I tripped and fell over the cooler. I kicked at
it in anger. Laughing he said, "Take it easy." As I stood I replied.
"Why. I scraped my leg on that thing. You should keep it off the beach."
He said, "You should watched were your going instead of watching me."
Embarrassed, I turned and walked away. When I reached the end of the
beach area I turn and headed back. I was still a bit angry as I thought
of what had happened. He was right. I headed back and saw him looking at
me as I approached. He waved me over to him and hollered, "How's
you leg?" I gave him the thumbs up. When I reach him I sat down. I had
stiffened a bit as I thought of him. When he touched my leg, looking at
the scrape, it really jumped. He said, "I was watching you as you came
down the beach. It was like you were in a trance and didn't know I
was checking you out." We introduced our selves. He pulled his hand up
and rested it on the inside of my thigh just above the knee. When I gave
a little tremble of excitement he must have sensed it. He said, "You look
a little uncomfortable I shook my hear no. He said , "I don't mean
that, I mean this," and placed his hand on the pouch of my suit. "You
need to straighten this out. I'll do it for you, if you want." I
wanted him to. He looked around, then pulled at the waist band exposing
my cock, gave it a couple jerks and removed his hand.

Carl told me he was 19 and was out of school last year. When I told Carl
I was 15 I saw a look of disappointment come over his face. I quickly
added, "I'll be 16 in two months. He must have realized I was
worried about my age. He said, "That"s not a problem with me. Is it with
you?" I replied, "No way." He said, "So, you want to mess around a
while?" I told him why I was at the beach today, about my ex-aunt and her
kids so I couldn't do anything today. I had to get back to them
soon. We made a date to meet early Friday evening. I stood up to leave.
Carl ask, pointing to the tent my cock was trying to making, "What are
you going to do with that?" I thought for a second then ask, "Do you have
and extra towel I can use?" He reached in the small bag he carried to the
beach and handed me one. He pulled out another and we both draped them
over our shoulder, and let them hang down, covering out bulges.

Before I continue let me tell you what I knew and would find about Carl
in a few days. Carl. Is handsome, stands 5" 11" and weighs about 170 lbs.
He has dirty blond hair and bright green eyes. His body is well toned,
not like a weight lifters, and tanned to perfection. There was hardly a
blemish over his entire body. Friday night I gazed at him standing naked
in front of me. He was stunning. With that purplish pink head setting on
the end of his 7" cut cock he was a thing of beauty. Over the years I
have only seen a couple guys that could rival him in looks.

My aunt was in the picnic area with her kids. I switch towels, wrapping
my own around my waist , and handed Carl his. We talked a few more
minutes. We parted with me saying, " Don't forget Friday night,
I'll be there," He said, "I won't," waved and started back up
the beach. We spent a few more hours and I mostly stayed in the water
about shoulder high. I could watch the little kid in the shallows and
jack off thinking of Carl and Friday night. As we were getting ready to
go I told my aunt I was going to take a quick shower and would be right
back. She was telling me I could shower at her house as I walked away. I
needed that changing room now as I couldn't wait. Luckily no one
was there. I just rinsed quickly and headed for a changing room. I beat
off one more time. That helped my hard on to subside. I dressed and
headed back. I spent the night with my aunt, sleeping on the couch. I was
having trouble sleeping just thinking about Carl. Late that night I used
the bathroom to wack it off again. I finally fell off to sleep. I still
was thinking of Carl.

The next three day were pure torture. I had a hard on, almost continuity.
When we met on Friday I wanted my cock to be stiff and my balls loaded
with ammo. Over the next three days the only time I touched myself was
when I took a pee and shook it after I finished.

I left for the school and arrived about 3:30. I got there early hoping
Carl would be early to. I wanted lots of time with him. I knew where we
would end up at and we would be safely hidden away from watching eyes.
Carl showed up a 6:25. When he saw me in the bleachers he hurried his
pace and soon set beside me. He said, "Hi. How things going? I told him
they were fine now. I told him I had gotten here early hoping he would
too. I said, "I was afraid you might not show after you thought about my
age." He said, "Never entered his mind.. I was worried about you not
showing".. I thought you might be afraid once you realized what messing
around with another guy might lead to and you would chicken out. I
decided to tell him about night with Donnie across the field in the dark
corner where the stairs met the school. ( Nifty-Gay Male Young
friends-Giving my first blow job) I also told him about the three boy at
the beach earlier this summer. I said, "I hope I know what's going
to happen.". He replied, "I hope your right too," We checked each other
out several times while setting and talking. I guess we were just making
sure each of us was up for the evening ahead. We were having a good time
talking. When I inquired about the time he to me it was a 20 minutes to
8:00. I said, Damn it, we don't have much time. I'm supposed
to be home by 9:30. He said. "How about we go across the field in that
corner?" I said, "No way, I know a better place but we better haul ass
quick,"

His truck was parked nearby so we headed for it. I stopped and told him I
had an idea. "Wait in your truck, I'll be back in a few," I said. I
ran into the club and phoned my mom. I don't lie to my mom. Well
not much. Tonight I needed to. I told her some of the guys were going to
a drive-in movie and had ask me to come along. They were going to eat
after the show and would it be OK if I went. I promised I would not be
later then 1:15. She told me sure and be careful. I told her I would. I
ran to Carl's truck and told Carl, "Relax, we have til 1:00 this
morning.

I gave him directions towards my house. We turned one block north of my
street and stopped directly across from my house set. Having learned
there was a large beach towel behind the seat we headed to my fort.
Spreading the towel out we lay beside each other. We had each check the
other for boners several times on the ride over. We checked again. There
was no change. We were still rock hard. We lay there fully clothed and
kissed, rubbed, stroked each other. We ran our hands inside each others
underwear and played with the dick we found. .I felt drops of pre cum on
the cock head of Carl. I suggested we get naked. As we shed our clothe
Carl was down to briefs and tee shirt. As he was pulling his shirt off I
saw that telltale wet spot on his shorts. I grabbed the waist band and
pulled it down under his sack. Standing tall was his cock oozing the
sweetest thing on earth. I placed my mouth over his cock head and began
to suck all he was giving. "Lee, finish getting naked. I want to suck
you." I'd had a burning desire to suck Carl off since we meet in
the bleachers and I wanted him more the ever now. "I've never given
a blow job before and I really want to give you one right now," he said.
I ask, "Do you mean to tell me that every time some one gave you a blow
job you never returned the favor?" He related that from age 12 he knew he
liked boys, but had resisted any urges he got.. He didn't want to
be homosexual. He was raised a church boy and had heard that people like
that went to hell and he didn't want that to happen to him. He
ended by saying again, "I need to have you now." I had given blow jobs
but never had one. That was going to end now. I immediately got naked.

I lay back down on my back, with my cock sticking straight out while Carl
positioned himself between my legs. Getting my cock sucked was the only
thing on my mind now. Carl took my cock into his mouth first thing. "The
balls first," I said. I was going to talk him through his first blow job,
like Donnie did for me. He released my cock and started on my ball sack.
After about 5 minutes of this I said, "Any time you want." He spent 10
minutes working my nut over. Several times he would release my nut sack,
lick up the shaft, cover my cock head and swirl around the head with his
tongue. He seemed to really be enjoying this part. He was doing a great
job. When he was ready he went right to work. He licked his way up the
shaft again, covered the head with his mouth, and drove it in as far as
possible. He pulled back so far that he released the head but went right
back down on it. He quickly learned to stop at the head and work it with
his tongue. He started bobbing up and down, working the head, and gaining
speed. I had to tell him a couple times to watch the teeth. I was began
to moan and that encouraged him on. I told him how great he made me feel
and he had to be the best cock sucker in the world. I wanted him to bring
me to fulfilment soon so I could do him. As he continued working my cock,
I started to take breathes in short gasps. As I stiffened , I was saying,
"I"m close, I"m close, I"m so close, I"m closer, I"m cumming ." Carl
pulled back. Only a tiny bit of spunk hit his lips as he pulled off. I
grabbed my cock an worked it by hand while I shot each wad onto my
stomach. He wiped what he could from his mouth and wiped his hand on the
towel. He did smile as I run my finger in one of the pools of spunk on my
belly, placed it in my mouth, and swallowed it, I did this several times.
Carl ask, " Do you really like that?" I replied, "I sure do. No,
that's not so. I don't just like it, I love it. Just try it
the next time you blow someone. You might find you like it too" He found
out a short time later he also loved it.

I began my blow job on Carl by spending 5 minutes kissing his body from
head to toe. I avoided his nuts and cock. When I finally started working
his cock it ended short but sweet. Carl was so horny that I knew there
was no way to stop him. I'm sure he would shot even if I had
stopped sucking. I kept up the action on his cock head until he unloaded
all he had into my waiting mouth. I caught it all. I scooted up so I had
my face in his. I opened my mouth letting him see his spunk as I rolled
it around in my mouth. A small amount dribbled down my chin. I closed my
mouth and swallowed. I suggested to Carl, "Clean my chin and see if you
like it" He licked all that had run from my mouth and began kissing me. I
had saved a surprise for him. I had not swallowed all he gave me. When I
pushed it in his mouth he took it, swallowed, and then appeared to be
trying for more as his tongue probed inside my mouth.

We lay beside each other for over an hour and told each other about our
entire lives. We kept close attention on each others cock. When Carl
finally suggested we do something again it was alright by me. We assumed
a 69 position and sucked each other off. This time Carl drank every drop
I delivered and as my cock slipped from his mouth he said, "I love it
too." With the clock at about 12:00 I ask Carl, "Can you get it up one
more time. If you can, fuck me in my ass " He said, "Sure." A couple
minutes later he was rock heard and ready. We had no rubbers or lube so
Carl started to poke his cock in my ass hole. I had never tried this
before. Not much more then the head was in when I told him to pull it
out. I can't remember anything more painful. He had a look of
disappointment on his face as he withdrew. I said, " There's no
reason to waste such a raging hard on. How about I blow you one last time
tonight" . I went down on his cock and gave him the best blow job I knew
how. I worked his cock and ball like the expert I thought I was. Today he
would probably be disappointed but at that time, as we were just
learning, it was great. There wasn't as much spunk as earlier but
we both made good use of it. Carl had ask me to catch and hold his cum
until he was done shooting. When he had finished he told me to let it
dribble on his mouth and chin. We rubbed faces until it was smeared
around. When it was on each of our lips, chin and cheeks we began to
kiss, licked and sucked each others faces until we were clean and not a
drop was left. As we dressed I told Carl that it would be easier for me
just to walk home and he could head for his truck. I said, "Carl, I had a
wonderful time. I love you. Stop by if you get a chance. We can do it
again as often as you want." He said, "Lee, I love you too. You made this
the best day of my life." We kissed again and I headed home.

Carl and I had many special time over the next two years. We began to use
Carl's apartment for our sex sessions. Two weeks before my 18th
birthday I enlisted in the military. I ask Carl to write as often as he
could. I received three letters per week. I had to tell him not to talk
about our sex lives as I could be in trouble. He didn't the rest of
basic training. Once that was over I told him it was OK. I took 2 weeks
leave before heading for a one year stay in Alaska. It seemed like we
spent almost the entire time in bed. I was sucked out by the time my
leave was over. When I arrived at my station there were letters waiting
for me and they came almost daily. The letters started arriving less
frequently about 6 months after my arrival. The last one I received
started out Dear Lee. All the others had started sweetheart, lover,
darling etc. Carl had met another boy and they had become lovers. My
parents died 3 months later and I was allowed leave to come home. I saw
Carl one last time at the funerals. I did learned from from Carl. How to
give a better blow job and it's better to suck on a 7" cock then
any 5" cock when your giving a blow job. Years later I learned it was
better when getting fucked too.

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