Date: Tue, 14 Jan 2014 11:16:47 -0000
From: Fun_seeker <fun_seeker@btinternet.com>
Subject: Fireworks Night Experience

Fireworks Night experience (B/b mast oral true)

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The following story is a based on my first sexual encounter, which took
place in the 1965, a few months before my tenth birthday.

It was the 5th of November - Bonfire night.  My Dad had just finished
setting off our fireworks and we were standing around watching the bonfire
die down. It was only seven o'clock and the excitement was already over!
Just then, Terry, our neighbours' son called over the garden fence asking
if I wanted to go for a drive with him to see what fireworks we could
see. Terry was seventeen and had just passed his driving test so was always
trying to find a reason to go for a drive. My Dad said it was okay and
since it was a Friday night, we did not have to be back before nine.

I quickly said bye to Mum as I went through the house and met Terry by his
Dad's Mini. We drove around the estate for a while to see if we could see
any good bonfires or fireworks.  When we didn't find any, Terry drove up to
Weald View from where we would have a view over the whole town. Terry
picked a spot to park well away from the other cars at the viewpoint and we
sat and watched the rockets shooting up into the sky from the town below
us.

After about ten minutes of watching and chatting about this and that Terry
suddenly asked, "Ever had a hardon then?" Being an innocent ten year old I
didn't have clue what he was talking about. As this became obvious to
Terry, he asked, "Does your cock get hard?"

I felt myself blushing and mumbled a reply, "Yes, sometimes when I am in
bed." I remembered the many nights over the last year or so when I was
lying in bed with my hand around my hard dick. I didn't know why but I it
felt good.

"It's nothing to worry about," he said. "All blokes get them.  Do you know
why you get one though?" While he was talking, I could feel my little cock
getting stiff. When I told Terry I didn't know, he told me all about the
'birds and the bees'. Unlike now, kids then were innocent and we never had
any sex education until the end of the first year of secondary school when
we were twelve.  After he had finished he said, "Bet you've got a hardon
now?"

"Yes," I responded and then I boldly asked, "Have you?"

"Dead right I have. Have you ever seen a man's cock hard?" With that, he
took my hand and placed it on his crotch. I could feel a hot lump under my
hand. "Um that feels good," Terry said as he moved his hips, grinding his
crotch against my hand. He then flipped the top button on his jeans and
yanked the zip down before lifting his hips and sliding his jeans and Y
fronts to his knees. My hand fell back to his crotch and naturally, my
fingers went round his cock, although I could only reach about half way
round his thick shaft. With that, he reached up and turned the interior
light on. I could now see his hard cock, I guess it was about five or six
inches long but it looked huge to me. His cock head was just poking through
the opening of the foreskin. Terry then put his hand over mine and pushed
down his shaft pulling the foreskin back until it locked behind the head of
his dick. All too quickly to my mind, he reached up again to turn the light
off, "Mustn't attract anybody's attention."

Terry then turned in his seat towards me, reached over, and gave my crotch
a grope. "Um that feels a good size for a lad your age." He slid down my
zipper and flipped open the top button of my jeans. I lifted my hips and he
slid my jeans and briefs down to my knees. He then took my cock between his
thumb and finger and started to slide my foreskin backwards and forwards
over the head. "Ever wanked before?" he asked.

"What's wanking?" I asked.

"What I am doing to you now."

"Never, but it feels good." As we talked, I started to slide his foreskin
back up his cock. His cock felt all wet, I was just about to say he had
pissed himself when I realised it didn't feel like piss, it felt too thick
and slippery. "Your dick's all wet," I said.

"Yeah, that's precum, when you are older you'll get juicy like this as
well." Terry then rubbed his fingers on his own cock before rubbing some
precum onto mine. We continued to stroke each other dicks.

"That feels so good," I said, it felt like my whole body was tingling.

"If you think that feels good, wait until you cum," replied Terry. With
that, Terry scooped some more of his juice off his dick and rubbed it onto
mine.

Suddenly the sensations I was feeling increased. Terry seemed to sense this
and speeded up his strokes on my dick. Then it happened!  It felt like my
entire body had exploded, and I sagged back into the seat breathless. "God
Terry, who needs fireworks, I think they all just went off in my body," I
said once I had recovered enough.

"Enjoyed your first cum did you. Want to bring me off now then?" he said. I
realised in my excitement that I had let go of his cock. I took hold of his
cock again and started to stroke his foreskin up and down. I tried to copy
the strokes he had used on me. It was not long before he too was writhing
in his seat. "Watch out young un," he said. "My cum won't be a dry one like
yours, I've a load to shoot." However, before I had a chance to take in
what he had said I felt his cock swell and throb. As I continued to stroke
his cock, I felt it swell and throb three or four more times.

"Fuck that was good, you carry on like that and you'll be a fantastic
wanker. Want to see what cum looks like?" he said as he switched the
interior light on. I saw that his belly covered with pearly white strings
of cum. As I let go of Terry's now shrinking cock I noticed that some of
his cum had landed on the back of my hand, and without thinking I brought
my hand to my mouth and licked it up.

"Like it?" asked Terry as he reached up to turn the light off again.

"Um" I said, "I am not sure. I think I need some more to taste" With that,
I reached over a scooped a handful of cum off Terry's belly before bringing
up to my mouth and licking my hand clean. "Not bad but of course I have
only tasted yours," I replied with a smirk.

"What have I done, I unleashed a sex maniac, want to lick the rest up?" he
asked. I didn't need asking twice. I lent over and started to lick his
belly clean. Once that was clean, I switched my attention to his
cock. Terry's cock had shrunk so that it was only about a couple of inches
long. However as I sucked it into my mouth and ran my tongue over the head
to remove the remaining cum, I felt his cock throb and begin to
grow. "God," said Terry. "That feels fantastic, you're a randy git, no
sooner than I teach you to wank than your giving me my first blow job."

With that, Terry took my head and stated to stroke it up and down on his
cock. I soon got the idea and was sucking up and down on his shaft with my
mouth, as well as rolling my tongue over the head. Suddenly Terry thrust
his hips forwards pushing his cock deep into my mouth, "I'm cumming," he
screamed as his cock throbbed and filled my mouth with cum. Although I
swallowed as quickly as I could, some escaped and ran down my chin.

After a minute or two, Terry came to his senses and panicked when he
realised what we had done. "Promise me you will never tell any one what we
have done," he said. "I could go to prison."

"Cross my heart and hope to die. I'll never tell anyone," I said and I
didn't tell anyone about what happened that night for over ten
years. "Quick then," Terry said giving me a tissue.  "Wipe that cum off
your face and get you jeans back on. It's ten to nine and I said I would
get you back by nine."

With that, Terry wiped up the little cum that remained on him after my
blowjob and pulled up his briefs and jeans. Nothing was said as we drove
home but as I got out of the car Terry said "Remember, don't tell anybody
about what we did tonight."

When I got indoors Mum wanted to know where we had been and what we had
seen. I told her a bit about the drive but then said all the excitement had
tired me out and that I would go to bed. I think this shocked her a bit, as
like most nine-year-olds I would normally find any excuse not to go to bed.

As soon as I shut my bedroom door behind me, I was out of my clothes. I lay
down on the bed taking my hard cock in my hand and proceeded to bring
myself to my second ever climax while reliving the events of that evening.

Over the next few weeks, I tried to find reasons to see Terry, but when
ever I called round to his house he was either out or too busy studying to
see me. I think he was scared what would happen if we were alone together.

Just after Christmas, Terry moved away as the shop he worked for wanted him
to be a trainee manager at a new branch that they were opening. We moved in
the spring when my Dad also got a new job so I never saw Terry
again. However, he remained my jerk off fantasy for many years to come.

My other stories on Nifty are:

Friends Grandson in Gay Adult Youth (Ongoing)

http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/friends-grandson/

Holiday Fun in Gay Encounters (Posted 31st December 2013)

http://eu.nifty.org/nifty/gay/encounters/holiday-fun

Kinky Father and Son in the Gay Incest section (Posted 5th March 2009)
http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/kinky-father-and-son