Date: Sun, 18 Nov 2012 07:26:48 -0800 From: Mark James Subject: Reminiscences 5 by Mark James Reminiscences 5 by Mark James Chris said, That was a very tender and moving story; my experience was more about lust than feelings. I was 16 and had been getting pussy from girls and blow jobs from men and boys since I was 9 years old so I knew when somebody was interested in sucking my dick. My English teacher couldn't keep his eyes off of me or my crotch. I frequently had a hard on which created a bulge in my pants that I usually stroked when I knew he was staring at me. Finally, one day he told me to come back and see him after school was over. I walked into his room and went over and stood next to him behind his desk. The first thing he did was look at my crotch. "Do you know why I asked you to come to see me today?" "I think so. I've got a big apple to eat and you are probably looking for something to eat also," I said as I groped the big bulge that had formed in my pants. He looked up at my face and licked his lips as his hand reached for my crotch. "Go ahead, feel it. I won't tell anybody. I know you want to suck me." "Well," he said, "You are a cute guy and that is a lovely bulge you have in your pants" as his hand settled on my crotch and tenderly squeezed my cock. "I think you are probably gonna make an A in this course." He stroked my bulge and I could feel it getting harder and harder and so could he. He said, "I think it wants out." "So do I. Why don't you take it out and suck on it." He rolled his chair over in front of me, unbuttoned my pants pulled them down and then pulled down my shorts. My fully erect cock popped right up in his face. "Oh God that's beautiful and look at the size of that thing, Ummm." He took my balls in his hand then licked and sucked on my crown. "Oh yes that is USDA prime meat." He took my cock half way down the shaft and he slid both hands under my shirt and caressed up and down my torso. He sucked up and down the first 3 inches as he worshipped at my young muscular body. He pulled off of my cock, looked up at me and said, "Ram it down my throat, gag me with it, and make me take the whole thing." "Open your mouth and suck my cock, cocksucker, Take the whole thing," I said as rammed it down his throat and held it there until he choked on it. "Oh yeah, that's the way you hot stud" I kept forcing it down his throat and let him recover again and again. Finally I grabbed the back of his head and pulled him with me as I backed up around his desk. I was comical to see him trying to keep up with me and continue to suck on my cock at the same time. I backed up and leaned against the first desk in the first row in front of his desk. I pushed his head away and jacked on my cock. He pushed forward trying to get to my cock and I wouldn't let him. "No, you can't have my cock anymore. I thought you were a cocksucker, but you keep having me do all the work." "No please, "he said frantically, let me have it, I'll suck on it. You won't have to do anything. I promise. Please. He grabbed my legs because the chair kept rolling him backwards every time he pushed forward to try to capture my cock with his mouth. Finally he worked himself out of the chair, fell on his knees and managed to take the head of my cock in his mouth and proceeded to lick and suck on it. My fist around my cock stopped him from going any further down my shaft. He wrapped his arms around my waist, buried his face in my stomach and begged for my cock. "Ok, you can suck me, but I expect you to deep throat my cock every time you go down on me and when I come I will come in your mouth and you will swallow it and not lose a drop." "Yes sir, thank you, I promise." For the next ten minutes he deep throated me and the pressure built in my groin. My muscles tensed and I kept holding back as long as I could, but finally, with no warning at all, I shot my load in his mouth. He swallowed frantically to take the rush of cum I kept unloading in his mouth. Some escaped from his mouth and fell on the floor. "Lick it up." He leaned down and liked it up off the floor. I stood up, pulled up my pants and fastened them before walking out. He was still kneeling on the floor, pulling his cock out so he could jack off. He sucked me off 2 or 3 times a week until the semester ended. He also loved to lick my ass. I did get an A in the course. "He loved to be dominated, I guess." Somebody said. Chris said, I went from the class room to the restroom to clean myself up and walked into a blowjob in progress, Andrew Finch was getting sucked off by the school punk, Spike Johnson. Actually it wasn't a blowjob in progress it was an orgasm in progress. When I walked I they didn't even look up to see who had walked in. Andy had his shirt off and his pants down and spike was on his knees in front of him with his cock stuck all the way down his throat. All I had to do was look at Andy's body language to see that he was about to come. All of his muscles were tensed, his body was arched and his face had a grimace on it. If I hadn't known that he was in the middle of an orgasm I would have thought he was in terrible pain. I just stopped and watched it unfold. Spike slid back and off of Andy's shaft, sat back on his knees, opened his mouth wide and waited for Andy to shoot his load all over his face. Andy grabbed his cock, stroked it a few times and plastered come all over Spike's face. Only about half of it got in Spike's mouth, but he used his fingers to move the cum on his face to his mouth and swallowed it down. They suddenly became conscious of me. "Hi Chris," Andy said. "Hi," said Spike." "Hi," I said, "looks like you all are having fun." "Yeah, Spike was pestering me all day to let him suck my dick, so I let him. You want him to suck your dick?" "No, I just came, I said, as I dropped my pants and briefs and washed off my cock." "Teacher?" "Sorry, I promised not to tell." "Well, maybe tomorrow. Spike is always ready to suck cock and you know he is the best cocksucker in the school." Finding someone giving or getting a blowjob in the restroom wasn't at all unusual at my school. Pete said, "I assume you are gay or you wouldn't be here and that you weren't sucking cock in high school. When did you realize that you were queer?" Chris said, "That happened in the Navy. I joined the Navy when I was 18 to avoid being drafted in the Army as Viet Nam cannon fodder. It also gave me a chance to learn some job skills. Irrespective of the impression I've given everybody as an irresponsible cock for hire, I'm not stupid. I graduated from high school in 1958 and there weren't a lot of jobs to be had. College wasn't an option for me for various reasons. But in 1958 only 25% of high school graduates went on to college. The 1950's high school was designed to produce workers for an industrial and agricultural age. It did very well producing graduates who could survive and thrive in that world. Most 18 year olds disappeared into the maw of the various services until the draft was abolished in 1973. If you were out walking the streets as an 18 year old civilian it was because you were 4F, a college student, a criminal, a homosexual or a couple of other categories. But essentially the entire horny, over sexed prime meat category was segregated in the service between the ages of 18-20. Until homosexuals became a prime target for the hate mongers the service was a great place for us queers surrounded as we were by packs of horny young men who didn't necessarily object to getting their dick sucked even if it was a court-martial offense. I got my cock sucked every day and sometimes 2 or 3 times a day after I got out of basic training. Basic training was too intense and supervised to allow for much sex. I had a procurement rating and was stationed in a naval base in San Diego for what was left of my two year obligation. I have always liked to read and so I was frequently at the base library where I met Joe. We liked the same books and that is what led to our friendship. He was a cook. Neither one of us was great looking, but we were young and we looked pretty good. I was 6' 2'' tall with a firm muscular physique; he was just as tall but was long and lean and had a wiry muscular body. It was very deceptive. He was stronger than me which he proved every time we arm wrestled. He taught me tennis and I taught him to swim. We became best friends. And essentially did everything together. Once we had a 3 day pass, decided to lazy around the each for 3 days and got a hotel room at the beach, which was petty expensive for us. We were lying on the beach in our bathing suits. Joe was tying perpendicular to me with his head resting on my stomach. Joe said, "If I tell you something personal and you don't like it will you promise not to get mad and just run off." "What are you talking about? When have I ever done that?" "Well there's always a first time?" "You fucking jerk, he laughed. What is this deep, dark personal secret you want to tell me?" "I'm a homosexual" I didn't say anything and after a bit he said, "Did you hear me?" "I said, "Yes. So?" "Isn't that bad enough?" "I've always known that Joe. So what if you like guys? Did you think I would suddenly not like you?" He was silent for a while, and then he sat up, crossed his legs, looked at me and said, "Yes." "It doesn't change a thing." "You still don't understand, I love you." "I know, I love you too." "You do?" he asked incredulously as tears ran down his cheeks. I reached over, wrapped my arms around him, pulled him down on the beach towel with me and hugged him. "Yes." "But how, when? "I probably know every homosexual on the base. Before I met you I let them all suck my cock almost anytime they wanted too. Men and women have been sucking my cock since I was 9 years old. That's how I knew you were gay, when you've been hit on as much as I have you recognize the signs. 2 weeks after I met you I stopped letting guys suck my cock." "Why, I don't understand?" "I didn't either, at first, but I figured it out. I felt that if I let them suck my cock I was being unfaithful to you." "But I hadn't, we hadn't, you hadn't, you aren't, I haven't." he babbled on without ever finishing a sentence." I just pulled him against my chest and held him as we both cried. After a while, I said, "Go ahead ask me." "Do you like guys?" "You mean am I queer. I don't know. Probably, I just never wanted to admit it. But, I love you." "But you never said anything." I didn't want to scare you off. We've never had a sexual relationship; we haven't even talked about sex. You made me promise not to get mad and run off before you told me. I've been afraid for months that you would run. I had to let you do this in your own time. "Well, I said I'm queer, but the fact of the matter is that I've never had sex with anybody. I wouldn't even know how to start. I don't think that getting a hard on every time I see you or hear your voice counts as a first step." "No, it doesn't, but it is an indicator. Don't think I never noticed." He turned bright red from his toes to his head. "Jesus, Look at you blush, it's a little late." I hugged him again. "I think it's cute." "You're making fun of me." "Yes, I am. But the only reason you didn't see me getting a hard on every time I see you or hear your voice is because you were so worried about hiding yours. In fact, I bet we are both hard right now." He turned bright red from his toes to his head again. "You did it again. I love it." "Okay, Okay don't hit me, you are stronger than me. Just imagine me waking up every night in a barracks full of other guys having to change my shorts because I had wet dreams about you." "You didn't? You too?" he said as he turned bright red again. I started laughing and went into a paroxysm of laughter for 10 minutes. Every time I though it was over, he would blush again and set me off. People came over to see if we were all right. Joe just said, in a disgusted voice, "Yes, he has just lost his mind, he will calm down in a few minutes." After I regained my equilibrium, I said, "You know I've never sucked anybody's dick before either. I probably know more about it as the receiver than the giver. I don't know how much help that will be." I started tickling and wrestling with him and after a while I had him pinned to the ground by the arms with me straddling his chest. I had a terrific hard-on pressed against his mouth. "I know you let me win just so you would end up like this. Do you want to go back to the hotel room and investigate this mysterious thing we don't know how to do? He shook his head in assent. I stood up and pulled him up. We both wrapped our towels around us to hide our erections and we walked back to the room. "Why don't you shower first, Joe?" He walked into the bathroom and when he finished he walked into the room with his towel wrapped around his waist, carrying his clothes. I didn't comment, I just walked by him totally naked and got in the shower. After I showered, I just grabbed a towel and walked back into the room. He was lying on the bed with his shorts and t-shirt on. My 7 inch cut cock was fully erect and I was soaking wet. He just stared at me and his jaw dropped. "Jesus Christ Joe, you've gone to all this trouble to get me naked and you half way dress up again. What's the matter with you? Don't you want me to see your body?" He turned red from head to foot again. "If you will take off your underwear you can come over here and dry me off." He hopped up took off his clothes, revealing an erect 6.5 inch cut cock, took the towel and began drying my body. He did my face, back, hair, torso, butt, and leg but never came close to touching my cock. "There you are, all dried off." I just stared at him. "Wh, wh, what?" He stuttered. "You didn't dry off my cock or balls or between my leg and the crack of my ass." "Well I couldn't just, we never, you wouldn't, It seemed to intimate," he babbled. I sighed and stepped into the bathroom and got a dry towel. "At least you have the babbling down pat. Let me show you how to dry a guy off. No. Before you ask I've never done it to anyone, but I have had it done it to me. "Come over here. Just stand there and pretend you are soaking wet." I took the towel and very gently patted down his face and dried his hair. Then I slowly and sensuously ran the towel down his back. I got on my knees and dried his legs and then I slowly and softly dried each of his hard, firm muscular buttocks. He leaned forward savoring the sensation and I ran my hand covered by the towel slowly up and down the crack of his ass. He leaned further forward and, without even thinking about what he was doing I think, I think, reached back with his hands and spread his cheeks. I kept rubbing up and down the crack of his ass. "Oh Fuck." "Do you like that?' "Oh yeah, that is great." I wet my finger, slid it in between his buttocks and massaged his asshole with my finger tip. He bent over and grabbed his ankles. I spread his cheeks and went in and licked his asshole. "Oh shit, Chris, what are you doing? Don't stop." I didn't answer him I just kept on licking his ass, the inside of his crack and then I turned around backwards and licked the area between his legs for a while. Then I stood up, turned him around and dried off his chest and stomach. I followed with my tongue, and licked and sucked on his pectoral muscles, his nipples and his stomach. "Oh Chris." Then I dropped to my knees and dried off his legs, brought the towel up between his legs and rubbed his perineum, dried off his balls and stroked his cock with my towel covered hand. I then licked on the head of his cock and slowly deep throated him as I reached back and pulled him toward me by grasping his buttocks. I massaged his cheeks as I held them. I pulled my lips back up his cock and went down on him 2 or 3 times. I could feel his whole body shaking. "I've got to sit down," he said in a quavering voice. I turned him around and he set on the edge of the bed. He was still shaking as I pushed him back on the bed. I grabbed his legs and pushed them back over his head bringing his ass to the fore. It that position his cheeks were spread and I went in with my tongue and licked up and down his crack, stopping on the way up and down to thoroughly lick his asshole each time I passed by. I had him in a sexual frenzy. He grabbed my head and pushed it against his asshole as he said, "Lick it man, oh God yes lick my asshole." Finally he let go of my head and as he lay there moaning and groaning I took the opportunity to suck on his asshole some more and then to stick my tongue up it as far as I could. It was not very far because he had a very tight asshole, but it was the thought that counted. I used my thumbs to massage his perineum while I continued to lick his asshole and then I let my tongue follow to lick there as well, I continued up to lick on his balls and then to suck first one and then both of them in my mouth. I then licked up the underside of his cock from the base to the head. I licked on the head of his cock and I could taste the pre-cum as I licked it off. I slid my wet lips down his shaft and captured all of his cock and then I rhythmically deep throated him. All it took was a few strokes and he pushed up with his hips, pushed down on my head with both hands and shot off deep in my mouth and he didn't let go of my head until he had shot his entire load in my mouth. I swallowed it all down, because he didn't give me any choice. It was that or choke on his cum. When his throes of orgasm had passed, he realized what he had done and choked out, "Oh shit, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to do that I just got so excited. Oh fuck, are you alright. Please don't be mad. I'm such a fuck-up. This wasn't the way I pictured it would be. It was supposed to be me with your dick in my mouth. I never dreamed you would suck my dick." I reached up and put my finger against his lips and he stopped babbling. I got up, lay beside him and held him in my arms. "It's all right," I said. "I didn't expect that but I brought in on myself. I just wanted to show you how to dry off your lover and I got carried away. Since I was the one who sucked you off what do I have to complain about? Actually it is quite a compliment to my cock sucking skills since I've never sucked a cock before." "Yeah but you have never, I shouldn't have, I would have choked, where did you learn, my ass, I've never, so great, I'm sorry, how do I, for you," he babbled through every increasing sobs. This was getting out of hand. I started tickling him. It is hard to laugh and sob at the same time. We started wrestling. He didn't really resist so I ended up on top of him again, straddling his chest with my cock at his mouth. He stared at me and started to say something. I pulled his head forward and just stuck my cock in his mouth. I was like giving a baby a pacifier. I never told him that, he was too easily embarrassed as it was. He grabbed me around the waist and pulled me forward: my cock slid all the way in his mouth. His tears dried up and a smile lit his face. As much of a smile that you can get when you have a mouthful of cock. So he sucked my cock and I face fucked him in sort of a flip flop action until finally I said, "I gonna cum if you do that one more time." He nodded his head as if he was saying go ahead come in my mouth. "No, I was lucky I didn't throw up. It is an acquired skill. I'm not going to have you throw up on me and the bed. I'm not going to shoot on your face either. I'll jack off on your chest or lie down and let you jack me off. He chose the second option and it didn't take him long to jack me off. To be continued