Date: Wed, 3 Mar 2021 06:03:22 +0000 (UTC) From: Brian Martinez Subject: The Sex Life of Brian Chapter 1 What follows is a work of fiction, if I just so happen to take real facts from my life and change every possible detail including my name, their names, dates, places, activities but keep the sex part the same but with more orgasms it would still be fictional. The characters contained within do not exist, the events as presented in the order presented did not happen to anyone living or dead. No comment on whether or not I stole ideas from the future. This story, while containing acts between fictional characters, is intended for adults. By continuing to read you are 18 years old or the age of viewing pornography in your country, whichever is higher. Please donate to nifty if you can, let's all be honest this site gets us off. You have a vivid imagination so stories turn you on just like the video sites. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Finally, if you like what you're reading drop me a line at bimartinez@yahoo.com , haters will not be replied to and probably won't be read. Chapter 1 - My first sexual experience with a boy (mm, teen, high school, mast) In the late nineties, I hit puberty early at 11 when I was almost 12 years old. My first orgasm was in the bathroom of my grandmother's house, it was an intense five minutes but uncomfortably I came dry. I didn't do it again until a few days later, this time more comfortably in bed. I had already discovered that sleeping in a bed without my shirt on felt good so I thought to myself, how would it feel if I took everything off. So I did. The feeling of the soft sheets surrounding my body was a feeling I still love to this day. It also came in handy for other more embarrassing reasons. Let's just say I had fewer things to wash if I slept naked. Fast forward to middle school, I was off to the races. I began detesting the idea of wearing clothes. My mom barely got the internet and I was scrolling through nudist websites and seeing people my own age naked. I found them hot, super hot and it gave me an idea I couldn't experience until I was an adult. What if you could be naked everywhere? The thought was so hot I often masturbated to the thought of myself being naked outside. I would point out that I'm barefoot, topless, bottomless and naked, just saying or thinking the words turned me on and I could orgasm off of this alone. Too bad I didn't have a good webcam, my mom was poor and we could have used the money, even if it was illegal. Me hitting puberty early had a downside, I was horny before everyone else and I spent almost four years in constant yearning. Today I'm mostly gay, I find very few women attractive. To make it easy I just tell people I'm gay, I've only had sexy time with two women so the lie is easy to keep. But since gay was very shunned in socierty (gay sex was illegal in many US states at this time) I tried my best to only think about women, but when I got horny either gender would turn me on. I jacked off to so many women, but more and more somebody like David Gallagher, Jonathan Taylor Thomas or Nick Carter would appear and it would override everything and I would masturbate thinking of them. It wasn't until high school my unrelenting yearning would turn into a crave that would be satisfied. Now let's fast forward to the early 2000s, I was 15 years old. It was a different time then, my mother barely got us hooked up to cable internet after years of dial-up modems that used telephone lines. Almost nobody had a smartphone, Playstation 2 and Xbox were not the cheap old devices you see today. I had been best friends with Brandon only days after meeting him in the Quad (outdoor space where kids gather during break periods to eat or talk). I had started to realize I was craving him. Brandon had blond hair was so shiny, his Blue eyes would constantly beacon to me and his pink lips and fair white skin glistened in the sun. I would constantly make excuses to put my arm around him and touch him in any way possible. Other boys would shriek even to be shirtless in the locker room with you, by not Brandon. He always welcomed me. If twink were in the dictionary, you'd see his picture. He was rail-thin and had little body hair. To my surprise he wasn't my first, it was his cousin Clay. Clay was 13, dark-haired as skinny as Brandon. During a sleepover with Brandon, we were whisked away to his cousin's apartment. Brandon fell asleep rather quickly so we played a racing game with each other. There were still other people in the house, but we were alone in his room and he asked if we should make the game more interesting. I said, "how?" He said we could do blowjobs, this made my heart skip a beat. His skin was porcelain soft and while Brandon had white skin and a pink under glow, Clay being partially Hispanic had white skin with a brown tan undertone. I then said, "so we'd both be involved so who determines what the winner and loser do?" Clay said, "Winner receives and the loser provides" I was scared, this had to be some sort of trap, but I said in a shaky voice, "okay." I put my best and barely beat him. I said hey since I won let's do everything, let's start with a kiss. He agreed. My first kiss with a boy was not very breath-taking, our noses collide making us giggle. I got the idea to twist my head a bit and the kiss was much better. We got the idea to open our mouths and touch tongues and by this point, I almost came from this. We decided to take our shirts off, we were already barefoot by this point. I slowly pushed him down on his back, I started kissing down his chest, I figured hey if I can't have a girl's nipple this might feel the same way. It felt great, even giving pleasure was awesome and it totally turned me on sucking his nipple. Then we switched positions and he started sucking mine, I didn't feel much at the time, but he started me down a road I never came back from. To this day I can't get off without at least a little nipple stimulation. He went down further and took my shorts and underwear off leaving me totally naked. We went from sitting on the side of the bed to the floor and he started going down on me again making another lick on sick on my right nipple kissing slowly down my stomach and then put his mouth on my dick. He was very enthusiastic as if this was the thing he wanted to do his whole life. He later told me I wasn't his first so it was like second nature to him. He took me in all the way and was going faster and faster, it sent electric shocks throughout my body. I started quietly moaning and then whispered in an exasperated voice, "I'm going to do it", he knew what I was saying but continued anyway and I came in his mouth. It was so much better than when I did myself because you don't know what direction the other person is going to take. His mouth was so soft and his tongue massaged the tip so well even straight boys would have cum. I was breathless for two minutes and then after I regained my breath I kissed him again, my dick getting soft. "I guess I should do that to you to", I said. "It's only fair after how I made you feel", Clay said. I got on top of him and I kissed him again for 30 seconds, tongues lashing out at each other heavy breathing, and my fingers rubbing his chest. My cock was rubbing against his short and despite the refractory (post-orgasm) period, this was turning me on again and I was getting hard again. I sat up a little and pulled his shorts and underwear down to reveal a dick and balls with no hair whatsoever. He was as smooth as can be. He might have had fuzz, but it was dark and I couldn't see that well, all I know if that he felt like he had no hair. I kissed him again for the first time while both of us were naked. It was like every part of our bodies were involved in pleasing each other. Our lips pleasured each others lips, we held both hands rubbed out chests and hard cocks together it was a magical feeling even when our legs and feet rubbed together. From his moans, I knew he was enjoying it too. I slid down and looked at his cock, "last chance to back out, from now on you're literally a cocksucker," I thought to myself but I was so horny I didn't care. It was overwhelming at first, the cock felt like it took up my whole entire mouth. I couldn't manage breathing and sucking at first. It took a few minutes to fully get acclimated, clear my nose, and get into a grove, but I was finally doing it. I was sucking a dick. He started moaning slowly as I went faster he moaned faster, I took it as my cue I was doing something right and kept going faster. I was worried I was going to tire out before he finished too, but I kept at it, going faster and using my tongue until eventually, he came too. "Was that good for you?" I asked "Yeah" He said. "I love being naked, can we stay this way?" I asked "Okay, but we have to put our clothes on as soon as the sun comes up", he replied. "Deal." We cuddled together, I kissed him one more time before we drifted off to sleep naked in each others arms. It felt right, the experience was amazing and for a moment lasted forever, but all good things must come to an end and the next morning we got out of bed, kissed again and put our clothes on. "We should do this again sometime", I said. "Yeah, I'd like that", he kissed me again. My next time with a boy was with Brandon, it was a time so profound it would change the course of the next seven years of my life. To be continued if just one person emails me at bimartinez@yahoo.com and says they liked it or got off.