Date: Sat, 24 Oct 2015 14:33:31 +0000 (UTC) From: fiveholepunch@comcast.net Subject: First Blow Jobs Part Seven Please give to Nifty. First Blow Jobs Part Seven I debated whether or not to do a Nifty series like my "How I Learned To Masturbate" for first oral experiences. I had some recollections from several of the contributors from that series and a few others that were stand alone stories. I decided to go ahead and try this for experiences up through high school. In the masturbation series there were some that seemed marginal so I would ask for any Nifty readers that want to contribute to this series to be truthful and as factual as possible. If you want to write a fantasy, fine, but please post it separately, I want this series to be real experiences I will change names and any other information you wish altered for the purpose of anonymity. 37. Kirk "I shared a room with a "step brother" for a few months. My mom and I moved place to place for a time. I was twelve and just thinking about sex. My step brother, John, was just turning fourteen. Several mornings I saw him thrusting under his sheets before we got up. About the third or fourth time I saw this, John threw back his covers and rested on his side with a relaxed expression. I saw him totally naked, his cock on display. He had almost straight dark pubes above his package and his balls were hairless. I found out later from him that he cut his pubic hair back for summer. His cock made me horny right there. It was dark and still plump and his foreskin was still rolled above the head. His cockhead still had cream on it and there was a nice puddle of come on the sheet. He got out of bed to take a shower. He knew I saw him, but he didn't say anything. I got up and looked at the wet spot and smelled his come on my finger. I went back to my bed and masturbated under my sheets. I wasn't coming yet, but close. A few mornings later, John saw me looking and told me to come over. He threw back the sheets and masturbated in front of me. He told me to take my cock out and masturbate. I was scared of getting caught, but I did. I watched him come. I got off on seeing this. We did this a few times before I blew him. When I blew him it started out the same with him masturbating in his bed and me looking on standing next to it. Then, John spread his legs and told me to suck him. It was an invitation more than an order. I hesitated because I didn't want to get caught doing this, not because I didn't want to. I got down between his legs and took his cock and sucked it. We did all this quietly. John came in my mouth and I pulled back with a couple of his squirts in my mouth and he squirted out a couple more. We did this routine a few more times and I did suck John a few times in the afternoon when no one was home. I was on my knees and sucked him sitting or standing. John never did anything for me, not even a hand job. I always did it for him when he wanted to. My mom and I moved out and that was it for that. I started coming cream masturbating to what we did within a month or so of moving away. After John, I looked for other guys to suck and found some. I started blowing older guys and men when I was fifteen near a park and I've sucked probably fifty guys in the last five years." 38. Joseph "Five or six of us, we used to get a couple of forties of malt liquor when we were around thirteen and fourteen and go down to a quarry and get high. We goofed around and sometimes we just pissed and a few times we jerked off together. I did this, jerking off, with three of us guys a bunch of times. We got totally naked to do it in some bushes. When it was five or six of us we just pulled our cocks out of our pants and some of us did it. I went down there alone one time with my buddy Tommy and a forty and we got really drunk. We pulled out to piss and we decided we were going to jerk off and got our jeans down. We were lying back on the sandy soil. Tommy was really red in the face and drunker than me. He leaned over and jerked my limp dick. We were both limp from the alcohol. I got half hard and after a bit Tommy sort of fell over and sucked me. I got full on hard. Tommy was giggling and laughing and fell back and started throwing his hips and cock around. We both jerked, but Tommy never got totally hard. I came on the ground after a longer time than usual. Tommy didn't even finish and was so drunk I had to help him get dressed. We hung around for a few hours until Tommy was sober enough to walk back to the neighborhood. We never mentioned it, but I knew he remembered. We did jerk a few times after that, but with the other guys around." 39. Mickey "This was a long time ago. It happened when I was swimming with a boy named Bucky. We were both just thirteen. Our families were camping next to each other near a small lake for a week on a summer trip around the state. We swam in the nude. Bucky's body looked like mine, lean and fit. His penis was like mine; nice size, hanging three inches. We were uncut and our foreskins had retracted the same amount to reveal the tip of our cock. Our balls were hanging, but little hair. We both had patches of hair above our cocks. We played in the water, jumping off a small dock. There weren't many people around, the second day, none. I could tell Bucky liked me, but liked me in a way that was unspoken. As he sat on the dock he smiled in a way that made me feel funny for him. He was being coy and a word that I didn't know at the time – sexy. We went in the water and now our wrestling and horseplay were different. We felt each other up next to the dock in the water. We moved to the side of the dock and stood, hidden from sight, in two feet of water. Bucky gave me a look and then went down on his knees and took my cock in his mouth. I couldn't believe it; that he would do that and that it felt so nice. He sucked me and then stood and finished me with his hand. I shot into the water. It was my turn, I knew. I never had thought of a penis being in a mouth before and now I was doing it. I sucked Bucky the same as he did me. His hardness and his slipperiness was a sensation I never dreamt of. After I finished him by hand, we sat on the wooden dock. Bucky was somehow my closest friend and I his. We did it again a few times that week, we wrote to each other once, never mentioning what was the best part of our summer. And that was it. I have two photos of Bucky, a forever-smiling boy in that week of summer. I wonder if he has a photo of me?" 40. Charles "Mine wasn't much. I used to go over to my friend's house after school. We were twelve. We went to his basement rec room and we would look at his stash of porn mags. We'd get naked and masturbate together on a fold out couch. We both were just getting some clear come, but not much. One time he said, "You want try?" meaning a blowing each other. I said yes and we both tried putting our cocks in the other guy's mouth. About ten seconds each just to try it and done. That was my first." (conversation) 41. William "My name is William. I started playing with my cock when I was only five years old. Yes, that may seem shocking to some of you but it is true. I had three brothers. We went to Catholic school. We were all uncut. I never actually did anything with my brothers but I would have to say that I almost did. The thing was that my tiny boy cock had a "thing" on the end of it that I loved to play with. It was my foreskin but I didn't know what to call it at the time. I soon found out at the tender age of 5, yes FIVE, that it felt good to finger it. I found out in my privacy that if I touched and fondled that long and drooping appendage of my little boy cock, it felt good. Somehow, even without yet being instructed as so, I sensed that the pleasure I felt was somehow "forbidden", that it was "nasty". But even at the tender age of 5, I was essentially already masturbating! Nobody put me up to it. Nobody molested me. I discovered the pleasures that my cock could give me all by myself. I knew I had to keep my forbidden discovery a secret! I somehow knew that if anyone found out, I would be spanked or otherwise reprimanded so I kept my own personal pleasure a secret. Yes, at age 5! Then one nice summer day, just before I was to enter Kindergarten (!), I heard some boys who must have been no older that 10 or 11 at the most, behind the fence in the alley behind my house. They were messing around and then I heard one dare another to, "Suck my weenie". That definitely caught my attention so I spied on them. I saw boys who were pre-pubescent (no hair) showing their "weenies" at each other and giggling about it. They were all hard as could be! Weenies pointing at weenies! I was immediately aroused but I kept my distance and silence, I saw a boy drop to his knees and put his mouth on another boy's weenie! I continued to watch and they traded each other off! I don't know now if they ever had orgasms, but they were giggling and having a good time. I know that I got hard watching it. So, the next time I was with my friend, Kenny (who was also aged 5), in my room alone, I said to Kenny, "I wanna try something" and I pulled down my shorts and exposed my uncut boy wiener to him. Kenny giggled but he felt it. I then persuaded Kenny to reveal his own and that is when I performed my first blow job. Kenny was cut but I still remember to this day how his boy cock tasted and felt in my mouth. It was sweet, smooth and wonderful to all of my senses! I continued to suck Kenny and he sucked me throughout our boyhood. I found other boys who wanted their cocks sucked as I peered at them in restroom stalls. It was always the boys who liked to show their cocks when they were peeing that I got. I especially liked the uncut ones! I really liked the guys who had a long foreskin that looked like a fire hose nozzle. I would just lick it at first and then suck on that skin while I got my guy hard. It was always so velvety soft to my tongue and lips and it always tasted so good too. Once I had him hard, I would peel it back with my lips and hear him gasp with pleasure as his tender cock head met the warm and inviting moisture of my mouth. I could always get an uncut guy to cum more quickly and intensely than any cut guy. After reaching puberty, so did the guys whose cocks I sucked; I enjoyed sucking down their cum. When we reached high school, Kenny and I drifted apart, but I became known as the guy who would suck a guy's cock. I never once thought about being with a girl the entire time! What a guy has is all I ever wanted!" 42. Natty "I owe it all to Lawrence. He made me a cocksucker extraordinaire. He looked like a thirteen year old Martin Milner, dirty blond hair and blue eyes. He invited me to look at a sex magazine in his "fort." This was an area of his unfinished basement that had a sheet covering it and some old carpet near the water heater and was in a bunch of two by fours, perfect for a secret place. We got naked. Lawrence's cock just blew me away immediately. I was maybe an inch soft and four hard; Lawrence hung down four inches! His balls were getting fuller, no hair, but it made my scrotum look half the size. But his cock! Lawrence was uncut and his penis looked like it belonged on a man. I was achingly hard without even looking at the magazine. My cut purple glans was ready to burst I was so excited. Lawrence masturbated himself, getting harder. I didn't touch myself, I was afraid, excited as I was, that if I did, I would come. He had dark hair above his penis and I had just the beginnings. I watched him get hard and fat. Lawrence was nearly six inches and his glans was pink as it appeared and disappeared. I just had to touch myself at the spectacle and I came (dry) watching as he played with himself, his cock swinging and bobbing. Lawrence's cock curved right slightly when hard. He moved the foreskin and I could see his cockhead getting slick. He had a few flecks of smegma as he showed his cock to me. Mouth hanging open, I came again in throbs, not like a full orgasm, but a set of spasms. This happened about four times the first time I was with Lawrence. I watched him get more excited looking at the magazine. He started jerking real fast. Lawrence came with one big shot and then some extra dripped out. Lawrence came like this when I sucked him; one big mouthful and then a few more blobs. We made it a regular after school meeting for awhile. I sucked Lawrence the second time we met in his fort. He was standing and, we had touched each other's cocks when we stripped, nearly making me come right there (!), I went down on my knees and jerked his rod, fascinated. I just went down on it after a minute, Lawrence hadn't asked, I just did it. My cock was throbbing so that I can't really say I had an orgasm, it came and went like waves of lust. Lawrence's cock tasted like nothing else I had tasted in my life up `til then. It was like a light cheesy, salty tang. I should have been grossed out, but I liked it. I sucked him every time after that. He would get me frantic with teasing. "Do you want something, Nate?" He would loft his half hard cock and I would practically beg. I came without touching myself wanting it so bad. This was the greatest feeling I ever had – a heart-racing lust. I was hooked on being on my knees and getting cock. It ended after six months when Lawrence moved away. It was such a memory that if I thought of Lawrence, what we did, anything, I would get hard instantly and leak pre-come forever, which was embarrassing when my mom got my laundry with tracks and stains all over the pouch. I could come just thinking about what happened. I did this without touching myself several times when I was in my nylon bathing suit in my bedroom. I did suck some other guys before college, but it wasn't the same. I've had great sex since in my life, but it will never be like that time when I was thirteen and in Lawrence's basement." Thank you to all the people who have shared their stories. If you want your story to appear in the series please do not hesitate to send it in; the series can't continue without reader input. All Rights Reserved. Copyright 2015.