Date: Mon, 29 May 2023 09:10:39 +1000
From: Robert G Moran
Subject: Good times, bad times and times never forgotten

Good times, bad times and times never to be forgotten.

(The truthful experiences of a young man)
by Robert G. Moran

I was eleven when I was first introduced to sex and it was by a girl three
years older than me. Her name was Anne and she live directly opposite our
house in mid-town suburbia. My Dad was at work and my mother needed to go
shopping. Back then not everyone had a car so it meant that by using public
transport, shopping was an all-day affair.

Mum had sent me over to Annas' place for her to look after me for the day
but Mum had not realised that Anna was there alone herself. As soon as Mum
had waived goodbye Anna led me into her bedroom and started to fondle me. I
didn't have a clue what was going on except for the fact that it felt
good. She then slid my shorts and underwear down and just sat there playing
with my small cock. She leant forward and quickly licked it and "Wow" that
felt really good. Then she engulfed my entire, now very rigid, cock into
her mouth, moving back and forward with her right hand cupping my balls. I
thought I was in heaven, nothing like this had ever happened to me
before. Shortly, she stood up and undressed herself until she was
completely naked in front of me. I had never seen a girl naked before and
was amazed at her slit where, I always thought, a penis should be. She laid
me down on the bed and climbed up, positioning herself above me, gently
grabbed my cock and lowered herself onto me with a soft groan. She held
herself there for a moment then began to rise and drop on top of me until
her eyes glazed over and her body was thrusting itself down
automatically. I had never felt feelings like this before and it wasn't
long until I felt a wave of relief wash over me just as I hear her make
strange "cooing" noises and she fell flat on top of my limpid body. We laid
like that for some minutes as she gently kissed me then she jumped up and
diligently inspected her vagina. Laughingly she told me she was looking for
"stuff" leaking out of her but she never found any. Of course, I was not to
know that my fertility would not arrive for some years yet and didn't have
a clue what she was talking about.

As she dressed herself, she asked me if I enjoyed doing what we did and I
said enthusiastically "Yes" and then she told me never to tell anybody what
we have done and if I can keep it a secret, we can do it again. Wow! This
was an amazing experience that I would NEVER tell anybody else as I
hungrily wanted to do it again. We then went into the kitchen and she gave
me some milk and biscuits. After a while I was becoming a little bored
watching her read so I asked if we could play outside in her back yard and
she responded by declaring we could play in her large cubby house her
father had built for her so we duly trundled outside. This was a very nice
mini house/ cubby which a mock kitchen, a small cupboard and even a small
bed with some blankets on it. She then announced that I was to pretend I
was her husband coming home from work and I was to open the door and
present myself. So, I did exactly what she told me but when I opened the
cubby door, she was on her knees, naked and then asked "How was my day and
would I like my cock sucked"? Not waiting for an answer, she drew me
closer, dropped my pants and began sucking my cock. It didn't take long for
my cock to respond and after realising her efforts had it standing at
attention, dragged me over to the bed. She laid down on her back, openly
exposing her vagina for me to clearly see. I was intrigued, I had never
properly seen this before and I got closer to inspect more intimately. Anne
then said, "I just sucked you so how about making me feel good down there
too"? I didn't need much prompting and she said for me to lick it and try
to push my tongue inside of her. I started and after a bit got the nerve up
to insert my tongue. The taste, surprisingly, wasn't too bad and I
proceeded to try and mimic my cock's last effort. After a few squeals of
"hide your teeth", I managed to get into a bit of a rhythm and between
licking her slit and sliding my tongue inside, her hips began to move with
my ministrations. Her left hand reached down and began to fondle my cock
back into full rigidity and then she pulled me over on top of her, opened
her legs wide and pulled me down guiding my cock into her once more. At
this stage I didn't seem to need further instruction and I kept sliding in
and out of her. She rolled up her legs and crossed them around me, telling
me to keep going. By now I was lost in lust and pounded away remorselessly
until I heard that high pitched squeal again making her body rise, legs
gripping me tightly and head stretch backwards in total relief. It was also
at that moment that my body began to shake and quiver and the same happened
to me.

We carried on like this for about a year when one day I went over the road
and she took me upstairs to her parents' bedroom. I thought nothing special
of this because we had sex on her parents' bed a few times prior. When we
entered the room, I was surprised to see another girl sitting on the
bed. Anne said she was Gayle, a friend from school and she has come to play
with us. At first, I didn't take this as anything special as I naively
thought I was going to be stuck playing "girlie" things for the afternoon
however as I turned back to see Anne, she was now nearly naked and
immediately the inference was fully understood. Anne walked towards me,
slid down my shorts and began sucking my cock in front of Gayle who was
transfixed watching the show. I had to lean back on the bed to steady
myself with Anne slurping away at my cock which by now was as hard as
steel. She signalled to Gayle to come over to which she did and after some
coercion, took over from Anne. I now had two girls trading spots giving me
oral pleasure. Gayle then stood up and shed her clothing, whilst Anne
pushed me gently back onto the bed not missing a beat with mouth to my
cock. Once she had me down, she motioned to Gayle to join us. Gayle climbed
up and kneeled with her pussy at my mouth. I quickly realised the inference
and began tongue ministrations of my own bringing groans of pleasure from
Gayle. Anne jumped up on top of me and slid herself down on my cock facing
Gayle. She began to ride me with a slow but meaningful determination but
kept her eyes open and transfixed on Gayle. After a while Anne decided they
needed to swap places and I took delight in watching Gayle lower herself
onto me. The only difference was that I thought Gayle was a little tighter
than Anne and I felt every ripple, every beat of her heart as she started
to get quicker and quicker. She came so hard that initially, I feared I had
hurt her, as she froze, shaking, trembling and gurgling something I
couldn't make out. I was nearly there myself but having her stop and cum on
top of me didn't quite get me over the edge. A few minutes went by and she
quietly got off me and laid down on the bed beside me. Anne saw her chance
and resumed the position Gayle had been using. Her actions were more
pronounced, more determined as she literally pounded up and down on
me. Whilst Anne was fucking me, Gayle rolled over and kissed me so
delicately and softly that I started to cum myself, inside of Anne only
this time it felt different. It was far bigger than I had previously
experienced over the past year and I dropped back exhausted.

Anne collapsed onto the remaining part of the bed and just laid there for
some time. Gayle was still nuzzling and kissing me and I felt quite light
headed. The silence was broken by "Oh No! Fuck!" and Gayle and myself
turned to Anne who was furiously playing with her vagina. She jumped up and
grabbed a handful of tissues from her mother's tissue box and started
stuffing inside herself. Apparently, my journey from boyhood to manhood had
begun and a good stream of clear cum could be seen oozing out of
Anne. "What's wrong"? Gayle naively asked. "He just squirted live semen
into me"! replied Anne and after bundling everyone out of the room with
Gayle and I trying desperately to get dressed in the process, we disbanded
our sexual pursuits and Gayle and I were left standing outside on the
street. I remember Gayle saying that she enjoyed her first sexual
experience with me and that she'd like to do it again sometime but we never
did. All liaison with Anne ceased on that day too and it eventually
evaporated into a long-lost memory. I only ever saw passing glances of Anne
from then on and we hardly spoke again.

A few months later, I was still as horny as a young boy could be who has
tasted sex and I needed constant relief from then on. I remember one day I
was playing hooky from school and discovered a hideout whereby I could
access underneath the decking of a local tennis court and no-one could see
me but I could see everything that went on.  The next week I escaped to my
hideout and a man and a lady turned up to play tennis. They played a few
games then went inside the tennis club rooms above and behind me for
refreshment. I couldn't hear them clearly but soon could hear distinct
"Grunts" through the floor boards. This made me curious and with a bit of
manoeuvring managed to get myself directly under them and I could hear her
saying "Yes, yes, fuck me, fuck me"! This was too much for and I tried to
masturbate but I was just too cramped. Eventually, it all boiled down and
not long after they locked and left the Tennis Club. This left me terribly
horny so I crawled out from under the decking and made my way to the public
toilets attached to the other side of the club. These were a brick and
concrete affair with a urinal wall at one end and two cubicles at the
other. One of the cubicles had no door so I snuck into the other at the
end. I quickly pulled down my shorts and proceeded to wank myself to
oblivion when I heard the rhythmic "crush" of footsteps. Before I had a
chance to get dressed again the door opened and there stood a man aged
about 40, a little chubby, looking rather well dressed to be honest. "What
have we here, a young man pursuing a little self-gratification"? I froze on
the spot as I feared for what was coming next. "I'm so sorry Mister, I
didn't mean any harm, please don't tell anyone"! I babbled. He stepped
inside the cubicle, closing the door behind him. He bent down and took my
little cocklette in his mouth and gently sucked. It was then and there that
I could have screamed but I was lost deep in lust and it wasn't too long
before I came in his warm mouth to which he swallowed all I could give. He
was so gentle with me, almost lovingly so. He rose and softly said, "There,
isn't that better". All I could muster was "Wow"! He stood me up on top of
the closed bowl lid and commenced to caress my body with his hands all the
time kissing my neck and shoulders. I was in heaven and have never had
anyone truly treat me this way. He then said to me "Now that I've made you
happy, would you like to make me happy too"? Not knowing anything of what
was to come, I eagerly nodded. He undid his pants and they dropped to the
floor and it was then that I could see his underpants tenting at the
front. He released what was to me, the largest, fully erect penis I had
ever seen. He then guided my hands to wrap around it and move my hands
along its length. I was entranced. "Mmmmm" he said, "Now you're getting the
hang of it". He then bent down and kissed me deeply slipping in his tongue
whilst playing with my cocklet that had for some reason become quite
hard. He then straightened and gently pushed my head towards his beautiful
cock. I kneeled on the wooden lid and instinct just kicked in, I opened my
mouth and let my virginal lips envelope the helmet of his cock. He groaned
and drove it deeper into my mouth then pulled me back that started a
rhythm. He smelled of roses and I was amazed that I was capable of giving
so much enjoyment to an adult. He quickened the pace and I thought I was
going to taste his cum but he pulled out. Again, he leant down and kissed
me so lovingly that I could have melted in his arms. He stood up and
retrieved something from his shirt pocket and asked me if I have ever had a
man make love to me. Of course, I answered no and he smiled saying it can
be the most wonderful thing in the world. He tore open a corner of this
sachet type thing and put some liquid on my anus. He then slowly pushed a
finger inside and let it settle. He spoke softly to me asking if I was ok
with what was happening and to even my surprise I said "It's nice". I could
feel that he was putting more fingers inside of me and said he would be as
gentle as he could. We sat for a while with what felt like three of his
fingers deep in me, then he rose, rubbed his cock with the same liquid and
pushed into my anal entrance. At first it felt like a dull pressure at my
now slippery sphincter. He stopped for a bit then pushed deeper and I felt
the head of his cock pop into me and once again he stopped. He resumed
kissing my neck and cheek, saying that I was a beautiful boy. He then said
that the next bit might briefly hurt but that the pain goes quickly leaving
only the best feeling I would have ever experienced and before he finished
speaking, he entered me completely. It was as though he had pushed through
a barrier inside of me but I won't lie, it hurt like crazy, almost a
stinging sensation and I started to cry but once again he stopped and
continued kissing me. In a few moments the stinging died down and all I
felt was so full of his cock so deep inside of me that he now felt part of
me. He started to slowly move in and out and I remember feeling exhilarated
with every stroke. His pace quickened and soon he was sawing in and out of
my rear. I was so entranced with this new feeling that I didn't quite
notice him stop, freeze and push himself so deep into me that I could
actually feel him cumming inside of me. A feeling I'll never forget. He
grunted again and again, filling me with his essence. He hugged me and held
me so closely that I could feel his heart beat through my innards. Then the
worst thing happened, he withdrew his hot meat, I suddenly felt very empty
and I remember watching it swing in the breeze, dripping with the juices of
sex. He took some toilet paper and placed it under my bum, wiping his semen
from me then wiping his own cock. He asked me if I was alright and I
realised that I hadn't said much up until then. I said I was sore but fine
and to that answer he again leant down and kissed so softly and
passionately that I wished this could go on forever. He told me that he'd
like to see me again and then he just vanished leaving me with a sore hole
that continued to gush out his seed. I sat there cleaning myself up and got
dressed. I ran out of the toilet block but he was gone and although I
patrolled the toilet block for days to come, he never came back.

I must have looked like I had homosexual leanings as my next sexual
experience was with a friend of my father. We had come to call him Uncle
Les and he was often a visitor, drinking beer with my father. It was the
day my grandmother died and we were informed that wasn't expected to live
much longer that day. This happened to be on a day Uncle Les was over. Mum
and Dad asked him if he could look after me whilst they went to say their
final "goodbyes" and he said "Sure thing". It wasn't long after they had
left that he sat me down on the lounge and started talking to me while his
right hand wandered up my bare leg and under my shorts. I had been in this
position before and when he asked me if I enjoyed him playing with me, all
I did was nod. He pulled my shorts down and played with my little
cocklette, then leaned forward and began to suck it. After a while, he rose
and unbuttoned his trousers, letting them drop to the floor along with his
underpants. This placed his swollen cock directly at my face and he brushed
it across my lips indicating what he expected me to do. I opened my mouth
and slid his length into my mouth but it was so big that I could engulf it
all so he just kept pushing it in, choking me in the process. I coughed and
spluttered but he kept moving it in and out, groaning as he moved. He told
me to hold his ball sack as I sucked him and that just made him speed
up. That's when he exploded inside my mouth. I had never had so much cum
before. I choked, swallowed and it ran out the sides of my mouth. He stood
there, hands around both sides of me head, cock in my mouth, not letting me
move. Eventually he came back down to earth and let me go. I ran to the
bathroom and cleaned myself up. When I returned to the lounge room, he told
me never to mention this to anyone and if I'm a good boy we could do it
again sometime. I wasn't overly impressed as everything had been directed
for his personal satisfaction and no interest or care for me so I made sure
it never happened again.

My next sexual encounter happened when I was 16. I had just landed am
apprenticeship but to do so, I had to move away from home and board with an
Auntie in the city. It was a Sunday and I had spent the day with school
friends on the other side of the city. To get back to my Auntie's house I
had to catch a train, first to the city and then out to her suburb. Due to
my own mismanagement I had to hustle to the station to catch the last train
for the evening, about 11.00pm. I got to the station just as the train
pulled in and although still running, jumped into an empty carriage. These
were old, rickety, wooden carriages that didn't inter-connect with one door
either side and bench seats along each side. The train trundled along to
the next station where a man opened the door and stepped in. He sat down
opposite me and as the train started to move off again, he looked me up and
down. The day had been a hot one so I was wearing cargo shorts and this
obviously had an effect on him as he leant over and started sliding his
hand up and down my legs without saying a word. I had nowhere to escape to
and tried to push his hands away but he wouldn't have any of it and just
continued. His left hand slid up under my shorts and began to caress my
cock which by now was fully erect. He slowly masturbated me and I nearly
had a heart attack when he continued whilst the train pulled into the next
station. No-one entered our carriage and the train took off again. He then
undid his fly and slid out his formidable cock, pulled my head down to it
and pushed my mouth over it. Fearing the worst, I began to suck it and he
just leaned back directing my head with his hands. He started to build up
speed and his thrusts became more urgent but before he could finish, we had
arrived at the city station. As the train came to a stop, I jumped up,
opened the door and bolted. Whilst all the other passengers tumbled out
onto the platform and slowly moved in unison towards the exits, I hid
behind a news stand. After a few moments of desperately scanning the area,
I emerged from my hiding space and crept towards the main exit. I had
gotten off the platform and entered the main concourse area when I was
grabbed from behind and felt the sting of something sharp in my
back. "Don't make a scene, quietly move towards the public toilets and you
won't end up a cripple for the rest of your life." Instantly I
instinctively stopped only to hear "I will shove this knife through your
spine if you do that again." We shuffled towards the Public Toilets which
were a Victorian cream tile affair and he pushed down along the row of
twenty or so cubicles selecting the last one and pushed me inside. He
closed the door and locked it, spun me around so that I looked at the
cistern wall, pulled my shorts and underwear down. I could hear him
spitting and the next thing I felt was his engorged cock splitting my
insides. There was nothing here but just enraged violence and he grunted as
he slammed his cock into me. The pain was atrocious and I bit my lip with
each thrust. Amongst all this violent intrusion I found myself quietly
crying and tried to mentally escape from what was happening to me. As he
pounded in and out of me, I tried to concentrate on the wall tiles in front
of my face, trying miserably to focus on something else. Soon it was over
and he came deep inside of me. There was no love, no intimacy, just violent
use of an innocent human being. I stood in that position long after he
left, now openly crying and sobbing. A loud voice over the station intercom
stirred me, "Last ten minutes before closing, please make your way to the
station exits, thank you." I quickly cleaned myself up as much as I could
and passed through the main exit. I felt ashamed, used and abused. I didn't
want anyone to know what had just happened to me and I was still somewhat
dazed and confused. I caught what was to be the last bus from the city to
my Auntie's house, crept inside and undressed for bed, noticing that there
was a damp pool of cum on the underside of my pants. I pushed them under my
bed and never wore them again.

Six months later I was doing some clothes shopping for myself and bought
myself a few things at a trendy market. I was excited as I had never
shopped for myself before and when I got to the train station, I couldn't
resist trying my new pants on in the public toilets to check they fitted. I
absconded myself into a cubicle and quickly dropped my trousers and pulled
no my new pants when the door opened and there stood a blond headed boy
approximately the same age as me. I don't know why but I felt I had to
proffer some sort of excuse and blurted out, "I just bought these and was
trying them on." He replied that they looked terrific and stepped inside
the cubicle with me. He placed his hand on the front of my pants and
started rubbing, saying "They're made out of really good fabric." Instantly
my cock went to fully erect as he continued rubbing my cock though the
material. He turned and pulled the cubicle door closed behind him and said,
"Hi, I'm Jason." He then just dropped to the cold, hard concrete floor,
unzipped my fly, fished out my cock and started slowly sucking my very
interested member. I just laid back onto the toilet seat and let him go. He
certainly knew what he was doing as his tongue flickered around the head of
my cock giving me all sorts of afore, unknown pleasure. It wasn't long
until I came inside of his mouth and swallowed every drop. After the
euphoric mist had settled, he stood up, zipped up my fly and said "Thank
you, that was lovely. You have a beautiful cock. What's your name?" Still a
bit startled I replied, "John and thank you, that was fantastic", feeling
like I just HAD to say something positive. "Well John, you cum tastes
terrific and I would like some more, if I can". He then leant forward and
very gently Kissed me as lovers do. A long lingering kiss that only made my
cock erect again. "I dearly need to make with you, do you have somewhere we
could go as I need to be naked with you?" Trying to think on my feet and
digest what has just happened but also very interested in his offer I
replied, "I board at my aunt's place in St. Kilda. She's away visiting
family in the country this weekend, so we could go there?" "Sounds like
fun, let's go"! was his reply. We caught the next train and he snuggled up
to me, making me very embarrassed in front of the other travellers. We
reached home and I un locked the front door and he followed me in. I place
all my shopping bags on the bed and kicked off my shoes. I turned to see he
had moved the bags off the bed onto the floor and was getting undressed. He
then pulled back the bedding and jumped inside. "Come on John, I need to
feel your naked body against mine". I noticed his cock was a little bigger
than mine and I couldn't hide a smile thinking what was to come and, in an
instant, I was lying naked beside him in bed. He pulled me up on top of him
and our two cocks touched producing an electricity in me. He then kissed me
like I never been kissed before gently holding and caressing the back of my
head. He then slid down on his back, between my legs and began to suck my
cock, it was magic. I then began to move my hips and gently face fuck
him. We did this for a while until he slid back up, looked me in the eyes
and said, "Please John, fuck me." He reached out to his pants and pulled
out a small sachet, tore it open with his teeth, placed some in his anus
and some on my very rigid cock and rolled over. I was so hot; it took all
my strength not to cum then and there. I manoeuvred myself and slowly
pushed my cock inside of him. Until this moment in time, I had never fucked
a male before and his man pussy was just divine for me. I pushed deeper and
experienced ripples in his anal passage that massaged my cock as it
ploughed deeper and deeper inside of him until I was balls deep into him. I
was in heaven and I could hear him moaning in delight. I revelled in this
new experience, thinking, "He is tighter than Anne or Gayle's pussies, this
is wonderful!" I was totally lost in lust and getting into a real rhythm
when he stopped his thrusting back, rolled over, pulled the pillow from
under his head and placed it under his bum. He lifted his legs and put them
over my shoulders and said, "Fuck me now". I didn't need any further
encouragement and pushed into him. He moaned again and I resumed my carnal
pursuits. I could now see his cock as I lunged and it turned me on even
further until I yelled out," I'm going to cum" I tried to pull out with my
intention to cum on his stomach but he held me firm and I came still deep
inside of my lover. I came and came and came. I could feel myself pumping
more cum into him than I had ever done before with anyone. Just then he
also declared, "Yessssss!" and squirted his cum all over me and his
stomach, it was beautiful to watch. We both crashed back onto the bed
completely exhausted, trying desperately to catch our breath. The mood was
quickly broken by him cursing, "Oh shit" and jumping up and running to the
bathroom. I got up and followed fearing that I had hurt him in some way but
he was only trying get to the toilet so that my cum would drain out of him
and not land in our conjugal bed. As he sat on the toilet, he motioned me
forward and as I stepped up to him, he took my now flaccid cock and began
to gently suck and clean it with his mouth.

We stayed much of that weekend in bed with him turning the tables and
fucking me later that day. It wasn't until Sunday night that I awoke to
realise he had snuck out and disappeared into the night without a word that
made my heart sink. I felt hurt, betrayed but then, after thinking,
contentedly appreciative of a wonderful weekend. I never saw him again.