Date: Tue, 20 Feb 2007 14:10:32 EST
From: Volatw@aol.com
Subject: Discoveries of Growing Up

Intro: This is a series of stories about young lads growing up and
discovering sex. The stories were mentioned in a previous post - "Porn
Stores and Glory Holes." First, friends progress in their relationship from
friendship as pals to suck buddies. A third - older guy - becomes their new
friend, catches them in their fun acts, and teaches them more ways to have
fun. Then, the main character with his newfound knowledge has some fun with
a couple of his cousins. Finally, an older man teaches the youth what it's
really all about.

Friends.

Like most youngsters in the good old days I had a best male friend. We were
in the same grade - 5th - played together; good chums growing up in a
modestly affluent community with caring parents. As to the parents unlike
most youngsters in the good old days, or maybe like most, both my parents
worked. Doug's father was an executive in the company where my father and
mother were hourly workers. Doug's mother was involved in lots of social
activities. Our parents were acquaintances and nearby neighbors, our homes,
allocated by the company according to pay scale, just a few houses
apart. Though close our homes were distinctively different. My home was
plain, functional. Doug's home was posh in comparison.

With both my parents working, Doug's father working and his mother so
involved socially, Doug and I had lots of unsupervised time together. The
parents were okay with that as long as one parent or a babysitter - a word
I hated at that age - was home to keep tabs on us.

A change in the nature of the relationship between Doug and I began one day
when both his father and mother were away. Either one of my parents was
home or they had a babysitter to look after us.

Doug and I were playing in his backyard with little plastic Army soldiers,
tanks, artillery pieces, lots of stuff. Doug had all kinds of cool toys.

We got bored with the war games, and our conversation drifted somehow to
some adult toys Doug had found hidden in his father's clothes dresser
drawer. Since his house was free at that moment of any adult supervisor
Doug and I decided to go take a look at what Doug had discovered.

Doug knew right where to go. He led me into his parents bedroom, went right
to his father's clothes dresser, and took a cigar box carefully out of the
bottom drawer, way back in the drawer buried under some clothes. We sat on
his parents bed, and Doug showed me what he had found.

I was amazed. First, Doug brought out a deck of cards. The cards were
normal on one side - Aces, Kings, Queens, Jacks, numbered cards of the four
suits - Spades, Hearts, Diamonds, Clubs. The surprise was the pictures on
the other side of the cards. The pictures were of naked women. If that
wasn't enough to excite a couple of 9-10-year-old kids, Doug then started
displaying black and white pictures of naked men and women doing things
with each other that we had both heard stories about from older kids. The
crowning glory was some reels of 8mm films. We had plenty of time alone
together in his house. So we set up a projector and showed one of the films
on the wall in his parents bedroom. The film was short, but oh my, it
showed a man and woman naked together. The woman had the man's thing in her
mouth in one scene. The man put his mouth on her hairy place between her
legs. Then the man got on top of her and put his thing in her thing. They
bumped up and down, feeling each other all over until he pulled his thing
out of her and shot white stuff out of his thing all over her nude body.

Doug and I were both excited after looking at all this stuff. My dick was
hard. Doug's was too. I could see it pressing against his summer shorts. He
put the films, pictures and deck of cards back in the cigar box, the cigar
box back in the drawer where it had been hidden, careful not to leave any
evidence we had looked at his father's secret stash.

I told Doug I needed to pee. He said he did too. So for the first time we
went to the bathroom together. We had to take our shorts and underwear down
to get our hard dicks out so we could pee. I pushed my dick down and
trickled only a little bit in the toilet. Doug had the same problem.

Standing there with our shorts and underwear down, our dicks sticking up
still hard, I said, "Well, Doug, guess we really did not need to pee, but I
sure felt all tingly."

"Me too," he agreed.

In no hurry to put our clothes back on, bind our hard peenies, I realized
we were looking at each other for the first time.

Doug said, "We are different, like the guys in the pictures. Yours is
longer than mine, but mine is bigger around than yours."

"Yes," I agreed, "and we don't have hair around ours like they did theirs."

"I have a few hairs," Doug said.

"Really, let me see," I replied.

"See, right here," Doug offered pulling on some blond fuzz above his dick.

"That's hair like those guys had?" I asked. "Think it will get black,
bushy, like those guys and the women?"

"I don't know," Doug said, "but there it is."

"Will you let me touch it?" I asked Doug.

"Sure," he said, "go ahead."

I felt his few hairs with my fingertips. His stiff dick touched the side of
my hand.

"Okay if I touch your thing, Doug?" I asked, "see how much thicker it is
than mine?"

"Sure, go ahead," he said, "if you will let me touch yours."

"Okay," I said, and took his dick in my hand. It was bigger around than
mine, but felt much the same - soft skin, a hard core in his erected state.

He felt mine too. Wow! His hand on me felt better than my own hand on me.

"See," he said, "yours sticks out past my hand. With my whole hand on it
the head is outside my holding you."

He moved his hand up over the head and back down, showing me exactly what
he was talking about. I was still holding his dick, and I moved my hand up
and down on it like he was doing on mine.

"Umnh, that feels good, Doug," I said my legs trembling from the tingly
sensations of his hand sliding up and down on my little stalk. "Will you
kiss it like that woman did?" I asked him. "Put it in your mouth?"

"Yes," he said, "if you will do mine too."

"Okay, I will," I agreed.

He leaned over, kissed my knob sticking out of his hand. He licked it. Then
he moved his hand and closed his lips over my meat.

"Umnh, umnh, oh," I trembled. "That feels good." I put my hands on the back
of his head and pulled him toward me, his mouth further onto my arched up
peenie. He licked his tongue around on me. I was shaking like a leaf, my
legs jerking. It felt so good.

He let my cock out of his mouth. "Do me now," he said.

I leaned over, licked his helmet-looking head, kissed it, and took it in my
mouth. I ran my tongue around his fatter prick and sucked it. He pushed it
further into my mouth. I cupped his buttcheeks in my hands, loved the feel
of his smooth bottom, and sucked on him like the woman had done in the
film.

"Oh gosh," he said, "that is so good, but I'm afraid mother will come
home. Let's go to our secret place."

I raised up, and agreed eagerly, "Okay, let's go."

We pulled our underwear and shorts up. Our cocks stood up rather than
hanging down like they usually did. Then off we went, across the road, to
my house. Doug waited outside while I went in and told my mother, father,
or the babysitter - whoever was there - Doug and I were going to play in
the woods. That was a rule. We always had to let an adult know where we
would be.

Off we went into the woods to our secret place - a clearing we had made in
the middle of a pine thicket overgrown by honeysuckle vines.  The place was
well prepared, but we had never imagined that we were going to use it like
we did that day and for more than two years after that day. We had built a
lean-to shelter and covered the ground with moss and leaves, making a
comfortable and usually dry bed.

In our secret place we took off all our clothes and laid on the prepared
bed together, at first face to face, our naked bodies, hard peenies
touching. We grasped the objects of our new desires and slid our hands up
and down.

Then Doug said, "I want to suck you like you sucked me in the bathroom,
like the woman did with the man in the movie."

"Okay," I agreed, "but let's do it together. I want to suck you too."

We rearranged into what adults know as a 69. Doug took my cock in his
mouth. I took his into my mouth. We sucked on each other, moving our heads
up and down, pushing with our hips and drawing back to slide our dicks in
each others mouths. Our hands roamed, feeling butts, balls, even our little
nubby nipples. It all felt so good. We did it for a long time, slobbering
on each others dicks until we were tired of our new game.

Often after that we would make time to go to our secret place and suck each
other, in 69, or Doug would suck me, then me him.

When Doug and I were in the 7th grade, a new kid - Jay - moved into the
neighborhood. He became our third playmate although he was older than
us. Jay was in high school, 14 years old. We took him to our secret place,
but only to smoke cigarettes, drink a beer, or liquor when we could sneak
some out of one of our parents homes.

Doug and I did not want to share our most intimate secret with anyone. It
was for us and us only. One day though when we were naked together, sucking
in the hideaway, Jay crept up and surprised us. We were afraid he would
tell on us, call us cocksuckers, faggots or something, queers, but he was
real excited about what we were doing.

As we tried to get dressed and explain to Jay, lying, that it was our first
time, he said, "Bullshit guys. I know you come here a lot together. I have
been to your houses looking for you, and all anyone can tell me is that you
have gone off to play together. Today I finally figured out where to find
you, and playing you are. I want to join. I can show you some really cool
things."

With Jay's reassurance, we left off our clothes. He undressed to be naked
with us. Man it was really exciting to see Jay's thing. It was bigger,
longer, thicker than mine or Doug's although both Doug and I had grown some
in the past two-plus years, both of us even sprouting hairs - Doug more
than he had before, me my first sprinklings of pubic fuzz. Jay had a hairy
crotch bush of black, curly hairs, even some on his ball sac.

He settled right in with us sitting down on the moss/leaf bed. He stroked
his cock, played with his balls, even twiddled his nipples. "I want to suck
both of you," he said, "you suck me, and I'll show you something else we
can do to have fun together, okay?"

Doug and I agreed almost in unison.

"So come stand here on either side of me," Jay invited us. We stood by
Jay. He took my cock in his left hand, Doug's in his right hand. He kissed
my knob first, then Doug's, licked the head of my cock, Doug's, took my
penis all the way to the back of his throat and slurped on it, then
Doug's. All the time he was feeling our butts; sliding a finger in our
clefts; rubbing, squeezing our nipples.

He took both of our cocks into his mouth and sucked them together, one hand
cupping Doug's balls, his other hand my nuts, rolling them around while
sucking us. His hands got wet from his saliva. He rubbed around my back
hole with the tip of the middle finger on his left hand. I saw he was doing
the same to Doug with the middle finger of his right hand.

Doug and I trembled together and had our dry cums while Jay sucked and
fingered us. He had his finger well up inside me, and I figured he was
finger fucking Doug as well.

"Good guys," Jay said. "Now who wants to suck me first?"

"I will," I said, eager to get his big cock in my mouth.

Jay stood up while I knelt in front of him. He guided his cock to my mouth,
put a hand on the back of my head. "Kiss it," he said. I did. "Lick it,
lick the head," he instructed me. I did. "Lick down the shaft," he
continued to guide me. I did. "Lick my balls. Take them in your mouth. Suck
on them," he gave me a command to do something I had never done
before. While licking, then mouthing his big balls, I slid my hand up and
down his cock. It was getting real slick with juice running out of the head
of his meat.

"Oh, that's good," Jay said. "Now take my cock in your mouth and really
suck on it."

Eager to learn, I did just as he said. His cock filled my mouth more than
Doug's ever had, and the juice felt and tasted good on my tongue. He pushed
it deeper into my mouth, holding the back of my head, until I gagged on his
length and thickness. I came off his cock gasping, drooling slime - my
saliva and his juice - onto my naked chest.

"That's okay," Jay said. "You'll learn how to take it down your throat
later, right to the balls," he assured me. "Now just suck the head. Doug
you lick my balls, suck on them, lick and kiss my cock while he sucks me."

Doug followed Jay's commands as I had and was still doing. As we worked on
Jay's big prong together, Jay shifted his meat from my mouth to Doug's. I
took up the licking job. Then Jay switched back, back and forth he went
with his helmet in my mouth, then Doug's, Doug slashing at Jay's shaft with
his tonuge, then me doing those honors.

Jay started humping his hips, moving his cock, bouncing his balls on
us. "Unh, uh, unh, gonna cum," he grunted.

Neither Doug nor I expected what happened next. Jay shot a wad of warm,
lumpy cream into my mouth, coating my tongue. He held the base of his cock,
near his pubic hairs, put his mushroom head in Doug's mouth and gave him a
shot of cum. Then me another, then Doug. When Jay put his cock back in my
mouth, a stream of his jism flowed onto my tongue. Moving his squirting
cock back to Doug, Jay said to me, "Show it to me, then swallow."

I raised my head, opened my mouth, stuck out my tongue.

"Yeah, cocksucker, now swallow that sweet cum," he said to me.

I swallowed, struggling to gulp down the viscous jelly. A gelatinous cream
it stuck to my tongue, the insides of my mouth, in my throat.

"Unh unh, huh," I cleared my throat, worked up some saliva and swallowed
again, felt the slime slither past my gullet into my stomach.

Doug was doing the same, showing Jay the cum in his mouth and working to
swallow it as I had.

We sucked Jay a lot after that, and he sucked us, always playing with,
fingering our butts. He had us do daisy chains; one of us sucking him, him
sucking one of us, the other sucking the one who was sucking Jay.

One day Jay brought a jar of Vaseline from his house. "You're going to put
your cocks in my ass today," he announced when we were all naked, after we
had been sucking for a while. "Rob, you go first. Yours is longer,
thinner. Doug after Rob does me you put your fat dick up my hole."

Jay knelt, greased his asshole with the Vaseline. I got behind him. He put
some of the lube on my dick and guided it to his anus. "Push it in now," he
said. "Put it right up in me."

Oh wow! That was so good. My cock went right into him, and I set up the
humping motion like Doug and I had seen on the film so long ago - a cock
fucking a pussy, but now my cock fucking Jay's tight ass. I fucked him
until the trembling shudders overcame me. Then I pulled out of his hole.

"Now you, Doug," Jay said. "Put it right in me and fuck me like Rob did."

Doug went right to it. He had to work a bit to get his thicker cock into
Jay, but Jay loved it. He rocked back and forth with Doug as Doug poled his
hole.

After Doug finished, Jay asked, "Now who wants me to fuck them first?"

Doug and I looked at each other. Neither of us really wanted Jay's big
thing in our tiny holes. Neither of us thought it would fit, but Jay said,
"Come on guys. You want to learn. You liked fucking me. Think about how
good it will feel for you. It sure felt good when your were fucking
me. Didn't you see all the juice running out of my cock?"

"Okay," I said. "I was first in you, you can do me first." I got on my
kneels and bent over like Jay had been.

He kissed my butt cheeks first, then licked up and down my crack. He licked
right on my butthole. Whew! That felt so good. Then he put a glob of the
vaseline on a finger and pushed it up my hole. It hurt a little bit, the
size of his finger. He smeared some of the lube on his cock, brought it to
my hole.

"Relax now," he said, "and take it. Tighten up like you are going to poop
and push back as I stick it in you. It might hurt some at first, but then
it will feel so good."

He put his fat, greasy knob at my lubed hole, reached around and started
stroking my cock slowly. I was feeling good with his hand sliding up and
down on my shaft, his cockhead rubbing my hole. Then he pushed forward with
his hips and pulled back on me with his arm, still stroking my cock.

I tried to jump away from him but could not. His meat popped through my
anal sphincter. "Awwh, awwh, oh, no, it hurts," I squealed. "Take it
out. Take it out. It's too big."

"Aw come on, Rob, don't be a sissy. You can take it," Jay said. He pushed
at me again and pulled back more firmly on my legs, now with both hands. I
felt his rod slide right up into me.

"No, no, no," I said. "It is way too big."

"Okay," Jay said. "You'll learn that later too, just as you learned to
swallow all my cock down your throat."

He pulled out of me with a plop. I was so grateful my hole was no longer
stretched so much by his big schlong.

"Your turn now, Doug," Jay said. "Let's see if you are more of a man than
Rob. Get down here and let me put it in you."

Reluctantly, Doug knelt and bent over for Jay. Just as he had done with me,
Jay kissed, licked Doug's butt cheeks, licked up and down in Doug's cleft,
tongued Doug's hole. He greased Doug's little pucker, then his own cock
again. He reached around to stroke Doug's cock. He guided his prong to
Doug's tiny anus, pressed it there. Instead of pushing it in though, Jay
wriggled the head of his cock around on Doug's bumhole.

"Now you push back, Doug," Jay said. "Take it at your own pace. Fuck it up
your ass."

Doug pushed back, flinched, grunted, pushed back again. Jay's cock breached
Doug's anus, penetrated a few inches. Doug held still. Jay wiggled his hips
around working the head and little bit of his cock in Doug's anus.

"Push on back now, Doug, take more," Jay instructed my friend.

Grimacing, Doug rocked back while Jay pulled Doug tighter to him. Jay's
cock sluiced right up Doug's ass.

"Oh, oh, no," Doug yelled. "Don't move, stop, hold it still."

"Okay," Jay agreed, putting a hand on the lower part of Doug's back. Jay
rocked gently, slowly. Doug moved with, not against Jay's big prick up his
ass.

"Oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah, that's it," Jay said loudly. "Cumming. I'm
cumming. Feel it?"

"Umnh yeah," Doug said. "It's hot, slick, filling me up."  Trying to get
Jay's cock out of his asshole, Doug laid flat down on his stomach. Jay went
down with him, keeping his cock up my buddy's rectum. He laid his full
weight on Doug's back, held Doug's arms down.

"Now hold still a minute," Jay told Doug. "Wait. You'll feel something else
soon."

Doug tried to roll away from Jay at first, wrench the big meat out of his
hole, but every time Doug moved, as he told me later, the cock in his ass
hurt him deep inside. So Doug relaxed.

Jay said, "Here it comes Doug. Feel it?"

"Umnh," Doug agreed. Then asked, "What are you doing?"

"Nothing," Jay chuckled. "But doesn't it feel good?"

"Not so good," Doug said. "It's hot. It burns."

"Okay, little baby," Jay said. "Neither of you are ready yet for real man
sex."

He eased his cock out of Doug's hole. Doug reached back quickly cupping his
crack with his hand. Clear, slick cum and yellow pee ran out of Doug's anus
into his palm. Jay had cum and pissed in Doug's asshole.

After that, Doug and I abandoned our secret place. We never went there
again, and we told Jay he was not our friend, playmate, not ever to try to
do us again. Jay flicked us the bird and said, "Fuck you, both of you. You
are just little boys trying to be men. I've got bigger, better playmates
than you little queer cocksuckers. You'd better keep your mouths shut about
us, or I'll beat the shit out of both of you."

We took Jay's warning, and went on with our friendship for a few more
months before my parents moved me with them to a farm home outside the
city. Doug and I stopped our sucking fun. Jay had taken the fun out of it
for us.

To be continued: Constructive comments, suggestions, lavish praise to
volatw@aol.com are welcome.

Intro: I was missing my fun with Doug, even with Jay as mean as he had been
to us, when I discovered a couple of my cousins liked sucking and being
sucked too.

Cousins.

On a summer vacation visit to my mother's sister's home I discovered her
son - one of my several cousins - like more than just playing or working
together. We had been ordered by his dad - my aunt's husband - to shovel
out the barn. The barn was a mess on this hot summer day. After shoveling
shit, literally, for hours, we took off our dirty clothes to shower at an
outdoor hookup behind the barn.

As soon as we were naked together I noticed he had a nice dick, similar to
mine in length and thickness. Both of us had tufts of black hairs above our
cock stems, and big, lowhanging balls in crinkly sacs. I saw he was looking
at mine while I admired his.

We bathed in the cold water without incident. Then he stepped out of the
water spray and started stroking his meat with a soapy hand. I turned off
the water and reached for his pretty cock. He let go of it so I could take
over masturbating him, and he grasped mine pulling on it, sliding his soapy
fist up and down my peckers erecting it quickly. Soon we were both humping
back and forth into each others pumping hands.

"I want to suck it," I said looking him right in the eyes.

"Go ahead," he said.

I wiped off the soap with a handful of water from a catch bucket sitting
near the barn wall. His cock wilted a little but sprang right back up when
I took it in my mouth. I held it and kissed the head first, then licked his
shaft - along the bottom, sides, top - and took his knob in between my
lips. Reaching around him I held onto his butt cheeks right where his
curved hips creased at the top of his legs. Sucking with lots of spit to
keep him lubed, I bobbed my head back and forth taking his meat as deep as
I could without choking on it.

In a few minutes he tensed, his cock stiffened even more in my mouth, the
head swelled, and he shot a wad of cum to the back of my throat. Another,
another, another, one more, as I backed off to let his jism fill my
mouth. Then I swallowed his load. I took his cock back in my mouth and
sucked on it, drawing out the strings of slimy cum as his cock lurched in
my mouth. He pulled his spent shooter out of my mouth.

"Too sensitive, tickly now," he breathed as I looked up at him from my
position kneeling on the wet ground. "Let me do yours now," he said.

I stood. He knelt. I thought he would go right for my cock; wanted him too,
was so ready to cum. Instead he licked my ball sac while holding my hard
rod up out of the way. He took one, the other in his mouth and rolled them
around. Then he licked my stalk from the root to the head, covered my crown
with his lips, let it go, licked down the side, capped my knob, let it go
again, licked down the other side.

My penis was dancing up and down by then. He held it still with a thumb and
finger near the base and licked around the helmet. I couldn't help but moan
it felt so good. He closed his lips over my cockhead and slid it slowly
into his mouth. Sucking, he drew back. Up and down he went bringing me
closer and closer to orgasm.

Holding his head lightly, humping at his face, I hissed, "Gonna cum."

He went down on me deep, let my first wad shoot into his throat. He
swallowed, backed off slowly and took the next several globules of cum that
I launched into his sucking mouth. He swallowed with his lips still
clamping my cockhead, then drained the streams of cum from my meat tube as
I had done his. I stood there trembling, my legs shaking until I could take
no more of his mouth on my meat.

After that we were steady suck buddies, sucking each other off, 69ing, even
licking butts and assholes, mouthing balls. It was easy because we spent so
much time alone together outdoors and slept in the same bedroom. As soon as
the house got quite every night one or the other of us would go to the
others bed so we could do our stroking, licking, mouthing and
sucking. Often we did it for hours, being young enough to stay or get hard
again quickly and produce more cum for the others mouth. That vacation
ended all too soon, but we both knew there would be other vacations for us
to get together at his home or mine.

Meanwhile, another cousin came to stay at my house while his parents were
sick and hospitalized. He had a younger brother and two sisters. So the
bedrooms in our small, farm home were filled with my parents in one
bedroom, we four boys including my brother in another bedroom, and the
girls sleeping in the living room on a large sofa. My cousin and I slept in
the same bed. My younger brother and my cousin's young brother were in the
other bed.

The first night he was there we had a whispered conversation. I asked him
about his sex experiences. He told me he had messed around with his
sisters. I asked him if he had ever done anything with another guy. He said
no, that would be gross. Oh it's not so bad I assured him.  Then I asked
him if his sisters had sucked him. He said not that they had just touched
each other - his oldest sister and him.

My dick was hard. As I readjusted in the bed I felt his hard penis touch my
leg. Without a word I reached for it, then said, "She touched you like
this." I grasped his cock and stroked it.

"Yeah, don't," he said, pushing at my hand.

I pulled my hand off his meat and wet it in my mouth. He could not see in
the dark what I was doing and probably thought I was obeying his "don't." I
did for awhile. With my wet hand I stroked my cock being sure he was aware
of what I was doing. Soon I felt the bed shaking, realized his hand was
moving on his tool when I stopped stroking for a few seconds.

I wet my hand in my mouth again, and whispered, "Please, let me." Not
waiting for an answer I reached for him again and stroked my slick hand up
and down his erect pole.

"Yeah, but I'm not a queer or anything," he insisted although not pushing
my hand away this time.

"Me neither," I said. "I just like to feel good. Don't you? Doesn't this
feel good?"

"Yes," he breathed, "it feels real good."

I rolled and leaned down to his waist. "This will feel better," I said, and
took his cock in my mouth.

He jumped. "Oh," he gasped.

Pulling his wet meat out of my mouth for just a moment, I shushed him,
"Sssh, ssh. Be quiet. You'll wake our brothers."

"Okay," he whispered, "but it feels so good. Do it some more."

Quietly, slowly I sucked him off, feeling his balls some until he tensed
and released his cum into my sucking mouth. I swallowed all of it as he
shot wads, squirted the clear strings, then final streams.

"Oh gosh that was good," he said.

"Yes, I know," I answered him. "Will you do me now?"

"No," he said. "I told you I'm not a fag boy."

"It's not faggy," I said. "It's just feeling good, making each other feel
good."

While talking with him he had turned his back to me. I had wormed my hard
on between his legs not too high so he wouldn't feel his butt was
threatened. I reached around him with a freshly wet hand and said, "Just
let me do this then until I get off, cum like you did."

"Okay," he agreed, "but that's all.

I slid my wet dick between his warm legs until I shot my load. Finished I
went quietly to the bathroom, peed and brought back a wet wash cloth and a
dry hand towel so he could clean between his legs.

Cleaning up, he said, "You've got me wanting it again. Will you suck me one
more time?"

"Sure," I said, and went down on his cock, me all doubled up so I could
nurse him to another cum shooting in my mouth.

He cleaned and dried his twice-sucked cock, and we fell asleep. I sucked
him anytime he would let me after that, and he finally sucked me one day
while we were wandering around at the back of our farm.

After his first suck he said it was not so bad, not bad at all. "I even
liked it, the feel of your dick in my mouth, the stuff we shoot. It tasted,
felt good. I don't mind doing you now, but I am not a queer."

"No your are not," I assured him. "You are just making me feel good like I
make you feel good."

His parents got well, returned home, and their kids, including my new
cocksucking cousin.

To be continued: It was a long time after that before I had any further
experience with any guys, but when I did, I really learned what it was all
about. Constructive comments, suggestions, lavish praise to volatw@aol.com
are welcome.

Camping Trip First Time.

My first time with a man occurred on a camping trip. After finishing 7th
grade my family moved from the city, and I grew up on a farm raising crops
and livestock. I went camping fairly often usually to hunt and fish so we
could have some variety in our family meals.

While taking a break from plowing in the fields one day, the eldest son of
the family that owned the farm next to ours, took a break also and joined
me at the fence separating our farmlands. As we chatted, he invited me to
join him on a camping trip that weekend to do some hunting and fishing. I
was definitely interested in him due to my lack of sex other than the
occassional get togethers with my playing cousins - one far away, the other
still living in the city from which my family had moved. The neighbor guy
had also shown interest in me, an interest that I imagined was more than
just an older guy being neighborly with a high school student. So I told
him I would have to get my parents permission, but it sure sounded like a
good idea to me. My parents agreed, pleased that I had apparently found
someone so close to spend time with me since they both still worked leaving
my brother and I home to look after ourselves often.

The neighbor man and I got together on Friday afternoon, loaded our gear
and hiked into the woods to a campsite near a creek that ran across the
back of our adjoining farms. We sat up our tent, fished for a while, cooked
and ate our catch, cleaned our camp messkits and utensils. We were going to
get to sleep early so we could be ready for an early morning hunt. We
stripped to our undershorts and lay in our sleeping bags talking as the
campfire burned down.

Our talk soon turned to sex. At first he was asking me about girls. Then he
asked me if I had ever had done anything with another guy. I told him about
the limited experiences I had with my school chum friend, leaving out the
party about Jay. I also told him about my cousins and I messing around
some.  Smiling at me, he told me that he liked to suck cock, and he would
suck me off if I didn't mind. I was getting horny from our talk, actually
had a stiff boner, and told him I was willing, if he wanted to suck me.

He crawled out of his sleeping bag, moved over and lay down beside me. I
lay there waiting to see what he would do. He felt my erection through my
undershorts. This was the first time a man had ever touched me like that,
and it felt good the way he did it, palpitating my fleshy meat sensously
with his hand. Propped up on one elbow beside me, he put his hand inside my
shorts and wrapped his fingers around my cock. That felt really good. He
moved his hand up and down on my 4" around, 6 1/2" long rod. Thrills of
pleasure ran through my groin as he stroked me.

My cock throbbed in his hand. I lifted my hips and pulled my shorts down
giving him better access. He paused for a moment and pulled my shorts all
the way down and off my legs. He cupped my balls in my hairy sack and
fondled them gently. My cock bounced up and down tingling, and the feeling
spread over my flushed body. He leaned over me and kissed my neck, sliding
his hand up and down on my shaft again. He planted wet, warm kisses on the
front of my shoulders, my stiff nipples, down my hairy chest, further down
over my stomach.

I squirmed and moaned, telling him how good that felt. He glanced up at me
as I watched him. He kissed and tongued my navel. Then he held my shaft in
his hand and kissed the mushroom crown of my throbbing meat. I moaned
again, wriggled and lifted my hips. He licked all around the head of my
cock tickling the circumcision ridge separating the head from my shaft. He
squeezed my shaft milking out a stream of clear precum. He licked it off my
knob flicking his tongue through my pee slit.

I moaned yet again, wriggling and flexing my hips up to meet his lips as he
closed them over the head of my cock. His warm, wet mouth felt so good on
me, his spit mingling with my now steadily oozing pre-cum. Slowly he slid
my cock deeper into his mouth, inch by inch, cupping my balls again and
caressing them.

Holding my sack in his palm and ringing the base of my shaft with his thumb
and forefinger, he went deeper and deeper on me until the head of my cock
was at his throat and his lips touched his thumb and finger. Sucking, he
drew his mouth up my shaft slowly until only the head remained between his
lips. Nursing me with his lips he went back down on me all the way. His
saliva coated my rod, and the mixture of his spit and my pre-cum dripped
onto my lower belly matting my pubic hairs.

He set up a steady rhythm moving his mouth up and down on me, sucking and
slobbering all over my cock, balls and still lightly-haired,
pubes. Massaging my balls now with one hand and feeling my nipples, chest
and stomach with his other hand he moved up and down, up and down, up and
down. I humped my hips in time with his motion feeling the cum surging in
my balls. Ready to shoot, I told him I was going to cum. He kept moving,
sucking, slurping, working his tongue around on me as I started cumming in
his mouth.

One, two, three, four, five wads of my thick cum flooded his mouth. He kept
moving his head up and down, sucking and swallowing my jism as my cock
jerked in his mouth, finally running the watery clear stream at the end of
the most glorious orgasm I had ever experienced. My load was so thick he
couldn't swallow all of it. The overflow spilled out the corners of his
mouth onto my heaving lower belly, sliming my curly black hairs and slick
cock. He kept sucking me until the tingling was so strong I couldn't stand
it any more.

Breathing heavily, flushed all over my body, I touched his head and told
him I couldn't take it any longer. That felt so good I told him. I want to
suck you now. I want to do you like you have done me. He looked at me,
licked his lips, let me see the last of my jizz in his mouth before he
swallowed it. You don't have to suck me unless you want to he said. I do
want to suck you I told him. I want your cock now I said reaching for him.

As I took hold of his cock I noticed a bubble of clear, pre-cum juice in
his piss/cum slit. I bent lower, doubling over to reach his crotch as he
laid back on his sleeping bag. I licked off the slimy pre-cum, tasting it,
and stroked my hand up and down his hard shaft one time. A bigger flush of
pre-cum oozed out of his slit and slimed over his big cock knob as the
juice came out of his veiny tube.

I covered his mushroom helmet with my lips, flicked my tongue in his slit,
and milked even more of his flow into my mouth. Coated with his pre-cum and
my drooling saliva his slick meat slid over my slimy tongue as I went down
on him working my lips and sucking to draw his big rod deeper into my
mouth.

His cock was bigger than mine by at least an inch in every dimension -
length and thickness. As I held the base of his prong his wiry, black bush
of pubic hairs touched my little finger and the side of my hand. I kept
swallowing more of him, trying to take all of him as he had done for me. I
had a thumb and two fingers wrapped around his meat stick, his curly hairs
now brushing into my palm and against my ring and little finger, all wet
with my spit and his slimy pre-cum.

"Oh, man," he said, "that looks and feels so good, your hot, wet mouth
taking my cock."

I turned my head to look up his body at his smiling face, and smiled as
well as I could with his meat filling my mouth back at him. Determined, I
concentrated on breathing through my nose and forced my head further into
his crotch. Letting go with my thumb and fingers I took his helmet, all of
it, into my throat.

"Aaaaagh, umnfh, aah," I choked, backed off quickly with my mouth open
spewing our slimy mixture over his pubic hairs and ball sac.

"That's okay, don't force it," he said. "You'll learn later how to take all
of it down your throat."

I gasped a couple of breathes and drove my head forward again. This time
his knob and just past the flared head slid into my throat. I was even able
to hold it for a few seconds, breathing through my nose and around his
shaft, gulping at his meat filling my mouth. My nose rested against his
lightly-haired nut sac, and as I breathed his hairs ruffled, tickling my
nose and lips.

I withdrew slowly with more control, concaving my cheeks, sucking as I slid
his pole over my tongue and through my clamped lips. A gout of our juices
flooded out of my mouth onto his big dick, wetting it, his bushy pubes and
ball sac.

I realized I would need more work, practice at this before I could get it
right, let him fuck my throat with all he had to give me. So I put my thumb
and three fingers around his root, licked his knob end, slid down on his
cock, sucking, pushing it to my throat, then sucking back up and stroking
with my hand what I could not get in my mouth. I picked up the pace, moving
my head up and down, gulping, sucking at his long, fat cock, wanting his
cum, to feel it, taste it.

I didn't have to wait long. His cockhead swelled larger, his shaft
thickened, lurched, jerked in my mouth. I sucked back up until I was
holding his helmet between my lips.

"Ungh, unh, unh, oooh, aaaaaah," he grunted and moaned.

Gush, a wad of thick, creamy cum blasted into my mouth. My lips pursed
around his mushroom crown, I swallowed quickly. Gush, gush, gush, gush,
glob after glob of his jism bolted onto my tongue, down my throat when he
rocked up pushing his cock deeper, then back, still shooting his load. It
felt, tasted, smelled so good - the fullness, sliminess when he blew a
dollop of his gelatinous jelly into my mouth, then a couple of steady
squirts, followed by a brief stream of thinner jizz juice. The consistency
was like swallowing a small oyster, the taste similar, a bit salty. The
smell reminded me of clorox.

I didn't realize it, but I was holding his balls while he emptied their
contents into my mouth. Slowly he slid his cock out of my mouth and raised
my head with his hand, smiling at me. I smiled back at him sure he could
see the sliminess on my nose, lips, chin.

"Man that was good," he praised me. "You really know how to suck cock."

We cuddled together naked the rest of the night, taking turns sucking each
other; 69ing; balls fondling, licking, mouthing; kissing, licking and
sucking each others nipples; tonguing navels; whatever felt good in
addition to our roaming hands and nimble fingers. We slept past sunrise,
exhausted from all the sexual exertion. Then we bathed together in the
creek, had breakfast, hunted and fished in the afternoon until
dark. Saturday night was a repeat of Friday evening, and we did some final
sucking before heading home Sunday morning.

On Saturday night without explaining exactly what he was doing, he rolled
up one of our sleeping bags. He had me lay on my back, drape my head back
over the rolled up bag. He got over me, bent down and started sucking me
while fondling my balls. I took his cock in my mouth, holding his nuts in
the palm of one hand. He raised up off my turgid rod and told me I could
learn to deepthroat now if I wanted to. I muffled a yes, more agreed by
nodding my head up and down with his cock still in my mouth.

"Okay then, just relax," he said, "breath through your nose, swallow and
try to take me all the way like you did last night. With you head back you
should be able to do it."

I sure wanted to, and I did. He worked slowly deeper and deeper until I was
taking him without gagging right down my throat. He was careful and loving
as he fucked my face, rocking his hips up and down gently, being sure to
give me times for breathe when I needed them. At the end when he was
cumming, he pulled back leaving only the head between my lips and emptied
his load over my tongue, allowing me to swallow as he shot, squirted and
streamed his cum into my mouth. It helped that he sucked me and made me cum
right after he came in my mouth.

We met often at some hidden places on one or the other of our farms after
that, or at my house when my parents were away. We would send my brother
over to stay with his little brother while we had our sex fun.

One day I had my nose broken in football practice. I could not suck him
that night, but he sucked me off taking my mind off the pain in my
face. After he had sucked me I told him I wanted to get him off
too. "Well," he said, "have you ever thought about me fucking you?" he
asked.

Flashing back to the much earlier days of the times at the secret place
with Doug and especially Jay that one time, I answered, "No, not really,
but if you want to try it, I am willing. I trust you. We have so much fun
together. I have learned so much from you. I don't want to be hurt there
though," I added reaching back and touching my naked butthole.

"I won't hurt you," he promised. "You'll like it. It'll feel great for
you."

"Okay," I said, "let's do it."

He left me on the sofa in the living room and went to the bathroom. Soon he
returned with bottle of clear baby oil that he had found in our bathroom
cabinet. "Bend over the arm of the sofa," he said, "with your butt up, legs
open for me."

I did as he instructed me. He rubbed my back, then my butt cheeks with his
strong hands. He put his palms on my cheeks and spread my cleft with his
thumbs.

"Umnh, pretty," he said, "a sweet, little star. Still holding me open he
kissed and licked my cheeks, up and down my crack. I jumped at the touch of
his tongue in that most private place, jumped again when his tongue tip
touched my crenelated hole.

"Relax, relax," he said. "Doesn't it feel good."

"Oh yeah," I breathed, "real good."

He licked my anus some more, probing at my pucker, wetting it. Then he sat
back, oiled his fingers. He rubbed over my lenslike opening with his slick
middle finger. Gently he slid it up inside me.

"Umnh, oh yes, I like it," I said.

"I told you it would feel good," he encouraged me. "I'm going to put
another finger in you now, open you some. Get you ready for my cock."

He oiled his fingers again, put the one in me, then two. With two fingers
in me he wormed them around, scissored them apart, spreading me a bit.

I looked back at him over my shoulder. His cock was hard, jutting out
straight from his hairy bush. He drooled some of the oil on it, sat the
bottle down, and smoothed the oil over his crown, up and down his shaft,
still fingering me.

"Okay, ready now," he said. "Just relax. Want it to go in you. Pucker your
hole like you want to poop," he told me using the kid language.

I laughed nervously at his choice of words, and did as he said. I felt his
fingers open, a soft-skinned, slick blunt end slide between them and past
my anal sphincter.

"There, it's in," he said. "How does that feel?"

"Okay," I said. "Kinda full, different, but okay."

"Alright then," he said, "I'm going to push more into you. Do your poop
thing again."

I giggled again at his word and grunted, "Umpfh."

I felt his big man tool slide up my rectum just a few inches, spreading my
insides. I grunted again. More of his cock rode into me as I pushed back to
take it. This time his pubic hairs rubbed in the crack of my ass, tickling
a bit. His big balls rested on mine dangling between my open legs.

"Ah, it's there," he said, "all the way. Are you okay?"

"Yeaaah," I breathed. "Good."

"How does it feel?" he asked. "Does it hurt?"

"No," I huffed, "good, it feels good. Just full. I'm all full back there."

"Good," he said. "Now I am going to pull it back real slow. Relax, go with
it."

"Okay, okay," I said rapidly.

He eased back and stopped. "Still okay?" he asked.

"Oh yeah," I breathed. "Good. More. Do it more," I encouraged him.

He pushed into me again, pulled back further than before, pushed in even
further, back, reaching around and stroking my cock that was drooling
pre-cum onto a towel he had put below me between my legs.

"Oh, you're fucking me," I breathed, "and it feels so good. Fuck me good,
shoot your cum in me."

He worked his cock back and forth in my hole. I rocked with him, humped my
hips up and down, wriggling his meat in my tunnel. Suddenly I was cumming,
shooting my load. I felt my channel clamp, release, clamp, release with
each shot of my cum. He fucked me a bit faster but steadily. Then his cock
arched up, swelled, and I felt his semen bathing my insides, heard it
squishing out of my stretched hole around his big, plunging cock.

When he finished, he leaned over my body, kissed, licked my shoulder on one
side, the other. I turned my head. We kissed mouth to mouth for the first
time. He eased his slimy rod out of me, and some of his cum drooled out of
my gaped hole.

"Oh wow, that was so good," I told him.

"Yes, yes. You felt so good on my cock." he said. "Did it hurt at all?"

"Not a bit," I assured him. "I want you to do that with me anytime you
want. It is really a good feeling."

So now our varieties of sex were fulfilled. We stayed suck and fuck
buddies, him even letting me fuck him, until he joined the Marines and
moved away. I went on with my life, finished high school and started
college, remembering fondly and lustfully the discovery of good sex with
guys as I grew to adulthood.

End of this series: End of the series, but not the end of Rob's sexual
adventures as he continued through life. Constructive comments,
suggestions, lavish praise to volatw@aol.com are welcome.