Date: Thu, 21 Mar 2002 21:46:15 +0000
From: SG
Subject: More Than Just Friends

This is a true account into my first time with a man. My first time was
with a boy called John. We were both 12 at the time but quite sexually
aware. I adored this boy, a slight lad but muscular with boyish good
looks. I knew he felt the same for me. I was very big for a 12-year-old,
5' 6" and well built. I'm not sure how the feelings came about but I
feel it had something to do with us playing rugby with each other. This
meant we were used to close physical contact with each other and
regularly took showers together, along with the other boys, so had seen
each other naked many times. It all just kicked off in about a week, from
nothing to full blown sex. We began at school in our lessons, touching
and rubbing each other under the tables, in fact this was the first time
that I had an orgasm, by John's inexperienced wandering hand in a German
lesson. It was amazing and took a great degree of personal restraint just
to avoid shouting out, which would have been very embarrassing. I repaid
the favour straight away, however all it took was one touch of my fingers
along his shaft for him to dry come (he hadn't completed puberty like I
had and wasn't able to spunk yet). That evening we were due to have a
sleep over at my house and were both really looking forward to it as we
both knew that we would have sex. He came over to mine at about seven in
the evening and my parents went out leaving us alone. We both just sat
there, half excited, half embarrassed, waiting for each other to make the
first move. In the end it was me who did. He was sitting on the end of my
bed next to me and I put my arm around him. I felt him tremble slightly.
He then looked up at me and the look on his face was one of fear and
excitement. I just pulled him close and our lips met for the first time.
It was amazing, neither of us had done this before. Our tongues explored
each other's mouths and the embrace lasted for quite a while. When it
ended I looked at him and asked if he was sure about this. He didn't
reply in voice but in action. He slid off the bed and knelt between my
legs. He undid my jeans and slipped them off leaving me wearing just my
shirt and underwear, hard on trying to escape. I took of my shirt and
John stood up, removing his along with his jeans, leaving just his boxers
on, the small tip of his cock sticking through the slit at the front. He
lent forward and began to lick my left nipple. The feeling was
unbelievable, making my cock even harder. I had to do something so I
reached into his boxers and held his cock. He wasn't very big, maybe 3
inches and hairless but that didn't matter. John stopped licking my
nipple and pushed me back onto the bed. He then removed my pants and
licked my helmet. God, the feel of his tongue on my cock was unbelievable
and it took all I had to avoid coming. I sat up and gently eased my cock
into his mouth. I was about 5 inches at this age and John managed to take
it all, giving me my first ever blow job and massaging my balls with his
right hand. He stopped and told me to lie on the bed. I did this and he
got on top of me in the sixty-nine position. Before going back down on me
he pushed his small cock into my mouth and I began to suck. This 69
didn't last too long as the waves of pleasure passing through us was too
much. John came first, very little fluid squirting into my mouth. I kept
sucking him though and rubbed his arsehole with my middle finger. He
really enjoyed this and proceeded to suck me with such power that I came
in seconds, waves of cum squirting into his mouth. He took it all without
any problems. I then pushed him off and onto his back and got on top of
him. We kissed again but more passionately this time, grinding our cocks
against each other. He reached up and pushed his finger into my arse too,
frigging my hole hard. I had never had anything enter me before and I
really enjoyed it. I broke off the kiss, got off him and asked him if he
minded me licking his arse. He got up onto his hands and knees and stuck
his arse in the air. This was all the invitation I needed. I started by
rubbing my fingers up and down his crack, then following it with my
tongue. From the groaning sounds John was making I guess he was enjoying
it. I held his cheeks apart and tongued his hole vigorously, enjoying the
manly flavours, cupping his balls with my free hand. This, coupled with
the noises John was producing, was making me so aroused that I had to
fuck him. I knelt behind him and rubbed my sticky cock around his hole
and pushed my helmet into him. His small tight arse eased open and I was
in. John cried out in pain and I asked him if he wanted me to pull it
out. He just shook his head, gritted his teeth and told me to carry on. I
pumped his arse hard but I only got a dozen or so strokes in before I
came again, shooting my load deep into his arse. Slowly I pulled out and
went down to eat his arse again, tasting my cum and his arse. When I was
sure it was clean I moved in front of John and got him to suck me clean.
Christ could this boy suck! I could tell that he wanted to fuck me now so
I lay on my back and put my legs as far over my head as possible, leaving
my arse sticking in the air. John positioned himself and pushed his small
hard cock into me. Although it was small it felt huge and I loved it. He
pumped and pumped and then called out. I guess his orgasm caught me by
surprise as he actually came properly into me, his first proper come. We
finished off the fun by me getting onto him in the 69 again, me sucking
his sticky cock and him licking his come out of my arse. We have fucked
countless times since then and are still together now (both 20). I will
soon be writing my second time which was three days later in the showers
at rugby with a third young gay stud named Alex.

I hope you found this interesting.