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Date: Wed, 10 Apr 1996 02:50:26 UTC
Subject: First time, teen m/m, masturabation, oral
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This is my first story, which is based on true events.
Comments are more than welcome... they may provide me the encouragement to
continue the story!



"So, what are we going to do now?" Rob said. It wasn't the first time he'd
asked that evening. There wasn't really a lot to do, except nick beers from
the fridge and hope that his father didn't notice. We'd been friends for as
long as I could remember, I often stayed the night at his house, and he'd
often stay at mine.  Rob was fifteen, and I was a year older. Illicit
drinking in the middle of the night was one of our favourite pastimes. We'd
had quite a bit that particular night.

It was late, and I'd been round his house since the late afternoon. His dad
was in bed, and so was his younger brother.  His mother and father had
split about a year ago, so there was no-one awake in the house but us.

We had our sleeping bags in the lounge of the house, next to a big window
looking onto the rather small garden. It was pretty dark outside. I was
dressed in my usual jeans and T-shirt and Rob was dressed the same.

"What d'yer reckon, Jamie? I'm completely bored." "Yeah, I know" I replied.
There was a delay in my reply to him as I was thinking about fantasies I'd
been having. I'd been masturbating since I was about ten. When I first
started having fantasies they had been about girls. Then as I got to about
fourteen, I started to have thoughts about boys. I wanted to touch another
boys dick, to feel it and see how long it was. I would feel strange having
these thoughts but I got used to them.

Then I started to think about Rob. I'd imagine what it would be like to
jerk him off, slowly and gently, making it last, and how it would taste to
lick the end of his dick, and take it inside my mouth. As I got older, I
masturbated more and more. I also had fantasies about being naked in the
outdoors, standing in the open with the wind caressing my penis, so that it
became firm, then hard, and pre-cum would form on the end. A couple of
times I tried tasting my own come. In small amounts it was OK, but I really
wanted to taste someone else's.

I was now thinking about Rob, and trying to think of a way to find out
about how much he masturbated. I didn't have to courage to ask out loud.

"Why don't we play truth or dare?" he said. "OK". This seemed like an
interesting way to spend the night. "Right, I'll start. How far have you
got with a girl?". Ah, difficult, I thought. Basically I hadn't. "Not very
far, I'm afraid!". "Oh, come on, on a scale of 1 to 10?".  Make something
up, I thought.  "Three". "Shit! I've managed to end up licking some girls
tits!". "Well, some of us are more lucky than others" I said, believing it.
I hadn't had a lot of luck.

I was feeling more and more horny. My dick was pretty hard and I couldn't
stop thinking about the fantasies I'd had. I had an idea. "Why don't you
dare me to run outside, naked?" I asked. Rob laughed. "That's a mad idea,
anyway I'm meant to dare you, you're not meant to come up with them!".

"D'you reckon I wouldn't do it then?" I said. "Well, it's a pretty weird
idea.  Would you do that - go outside naked?" I sensed an air of excitement
in his voice. "Yeah, I would". "Well" Rob said, "we'd better not wake my
dad". "We can go out through the back door". I was getting very excited.
"OK then."

I stood up and took off my jeans, T-shirt and trainers. I was standing in
my boxer shorts. My dick jutted out of them, and I noticed Rob take a quick
look and then look away. He and I walked around into the kitchen, and Rob
opened the back door very quietly. He was still wearing his jeans and
T-shirt. "Go on then!" he said. I was facing the door and he was behind me.
I slipped off my boxer shorts and stepped out of them. Then I walked,
naked, slowly out of the house and into the garden. I felt amazing. My dick
was rock hard, it was it's full 6.5" length, reasonably thick, and the end
was very wet with come. It wasn't hot outside, but I felt very warm.

I ran down over the grass and circled round the end of the garden. Then I
ran back up the garden. My penis was bobbing up and down, slapping the flat
part of my stomach. As I ran up the garden Rob could see everything. This
had never happened before. He was really looking at my dick. I ran back up
to him and slipped the boxers back on. I tried to wipe off the come on the
end of my penis in the boxers without too much obvious motion.

I was really fucking turned on. "Tell you what, " I said "I'm gonna run out
up your drive" Robs drive led onto the quite road he lived on. He looked at
me. He was obviously turned on by now. "For Christ's sake, put some shoes
on or you'll tear your feet up!" he said. I went and got my trainers and
put them on, then went back to the kitchen. I slipped the boxers off again,
with some difficulty as I pulled them off my throbbing erection. I walked
out to the drive and Rob followed. I ran up the drive and onto the
pavement, walked calmly around and then walked back down the drive towards
Rob. "Thank-god he made me wear the shoes" I thought. The drive was covered
in stones.

We went back into the kitchen, where I put my boxers back on and took the
shoes off. "Go on, why don't you try it" I said to him. "Yeah, OK". He went
back to the lounge and took off his jeans and shirt, and came back into the
kitchen dressed like me - just the boxers. I admired his body, which was
dark and sleek, a lot more lithe than mine. Facing away from me, he slipped
his boxer shorts off and ran into the garden, prancing around. Then came
the part I was waiting for.  He ran back up the garden facing towards me,
and I saw his dick. It was bobbing up and down like mine had been, and he
saw me looking. It was shorter and thinner than mine but I wanted to touch
it. The end of his penis glistened in the light. He walked back into the
kitchen, still completely naked, and I couldn't stop myself looking at his
dick. My boxer shorts felt very wet. He pulled on his boxer shorts,
stretching them out to get them over his erection.

"Lets go back into the warm" I suggested. He closed the door and we both
went to sit on our sleeping bags, dressed in our boxer shorts.

"Do you masturbate very often" I asked him straight out. "Huh?" he said.
"How often d'you toss yourself off?" "Why, how often do you?" "Usually once
a day, sometimes twice." I said. "Yeah, I do about the same, but I have to
go to the bathroom to do it some of the time." he replied. I always liked
to jerk off naked, lying on or in my bed. I'd tried it in the bathroom and
I hadn't liked it. "You've got to do it somewhere comfortable. Take your
time about it!" I told him.

"Have you ever wandered what it's like outside?" I asked. "Haven't really
thought about it." "Well, I want to try it." I said. "OK, I'll get this
window open...". His erection was obvious as his penis jutted out into his
shorts, and I could see a wet patch on them.

He opened the window. "You go first" he said. I took off my boxer shorts
again.  This time I was right next to him and as I was standing up he got a
close up view of my hard, throbbing dick.

I walked out into the garden, relishing the sensation of being naked
outside again. I walked a short distance away and sat on a ledge in the
garden. He could see me, not too well but well enough. I opened my legs a
bit and brushed my hand against the length of my penis. A thrill ran
through me from the touch after being turned on for so long. I closed my
fist around the top and started to move my hand up and down my
uncircumcised penis; the foreskin rolled back and forth across the head.
The feeling was amazing. I could sense him watching me, but I was too
absorbed in what I was doing to really care.  I slowly caressed my penis
and the erection I had became harder. It was the most powerful feeling I
had ever felt in my dick, and I couldn't help but moan softly. Cum covered
the end of my penis and was on my fingers, but I didn't come. I held it and
slowly the feeling of imminent orgasm faded. I wiped my fingers on the
grass and walked back.

"Did you come?" Rob asked. "No, I didn't" I said. I wasn't sure what I was
saving it for. Rob walked off down the garden and sat where I'd been. I saw
him start to move his hand slowly up and down his penis. He worked at it
for a while and then slackened off his pace a bit, but it was obvious to me
that he was doing the same as me - avoiding going that little bit too far
and coming.

He came walking back to the house, and put on his boxers. Despite all this
sexual play, we were both still shy about seeing each others dicks.

He closed the window, and sat down. "All that stuff was good fun. What
now?" he asked. I though hard about what I was going to say. I thought he'd
refuse it or worse, but I had to ask. "How about we toss each *other* off?"
I asked quietly.  He looked at me. He looked really turned on. "Yeah, yeah!
I want to do you first, though.". I couldn't believe this!

I lay down on my sleeping bag and slipped off the boxers again. It was
pointless wearing them by now, they were soaked in pre-come and neither of
us could disguise our erections.

He bent over me, and looked closely at my penis. "That's a thick mother
you've got there!" he said. I was suprised. I'd always thought my dick was
average, but he seemed to rate it better. It was about six and a half
inches long, and was quite thick. He closed his hand around the very end of
my dick and started to slowly move his cupped fist up and down it. I moaned
loudly and lay back, my eyes closed. He did this for ten or fifteen
minutes. I was in absolute ecstasy and my cum was still flowing out of my
penis, over me and over his hands, lubricating his movements. I was good at
holding off when I was tossing myself off and the same skill was useful now
- I didn't want to come for some time yet.

Now he changed tactic, taking the head of my penis between two fingers and
thumb, and rubbing up and down. I couldn't day anything, I just panted and
moaned as he jerked me off. When I did look up, I could see him wanking me
off, my dick and his hands glistening with fresh come.

I felt him stop stroking my dick. "Do you want some extra stimulation?" he
asked. I had no idea what that meant. "Yeah" I said. Any more would have to
be even better. Then he completely suprised me. First I felt his thumb wipe
over the end of my penis then I felt a breath on my penis, followed by a
warm sensation as he took the end of my dick in his mouth. I looked up to
see him bending over my midriff, his head bobbing over the shaft of my
penis, half of which was now in his mouth. I lay back and moaned loudly. I
couldn't believe this.

He sucked my penis, then licked, then blew. I could feel come flowing from
the end of my penis, and he was licking the head and continuing to give me
my first blowjob. I could feel as his head bobbed up and down, his tongue
running up and down the length of my dick. I was on the edge of orgasm, the
feeling in my penis was dominating the whole of my body. I didn't think
about giving a warning that I was about to come, I couldn't even think
straight, let alone talk, but suddenly he stopped and took his mouth off. I
was glad - this could go on for a lot longer, and didn't think he would be
happy if I came in his mouth!

He sat back and looked at me. "OK, my turn" I said. He slid his boxers down
his legs, revealing his dick, which was slightly shorter and thinner than
mine. The end of it glistened with come that was flowing slowly from it.

I took his penis in my hand and moved it lowly up and down. Rob closed his
eyes and lay back. I continued the motion, his come running onto my fingers
and lubricating the motion. I was very turned on and my dick dripped come
onto his leg. Then I decided to do what I'd always wanted to do.

I stopped jerking him off and bent over his stiff penis. Lowering my head,
I licked his balls and then licked down to his thighs. He moaned and moved
about, opening his legs, as my tongue explored the area. Then I slowly
licked up the length of his dick with the tip of my tongue, from his balls
all the way to the tip. He groaned loudly and arched his back as I licked
the tip and tasted his come. I took the head of his penis in my mouth and
started to suck and blow. He started to move his hips up and down in time
with what I was doing, as my head bobbed up and down his dick, from taking
just the head to his whole dick. I licked the head and tasted more and more
come as he became more excited.

Every so often I would stop blowing and sucking and would run the tip of my
tongue up and down the shaft of his erect penis, lick his inner thighs and
the area underneath his balls. Then I would go back to blowing him. He lay
and moaned loudly, shifting about on the sleeping bag. When I sucked and
blew him he made gentle thrusting movements, fucking my face.

He reached down and took my head in his hands, supporting it as I continued
to suck and blow, holding the back of it and helping the bobbing motion.
"I'm going to come" he said, and I kept sucking because I wanted him to
come in my mouth, I wanted to taste his cream and swallow it. But he gently
guided my head off his dick. I was disappointed but as he obviously didn't
want to do it yet, that was OK with me.

"That was amazing" he said to me. "Yeah, same here" I replied. I lay down
next to him and reached over to grasp his penis. He did the same and held
mine. Then we both started to jerk each other off. Slowly we both neared
our orgasm.


Suddenly Rob came, and come spurted all over my hands and his chest. He
stopped tossing me off his orgasm hit, and after he had come I used the
hand that was covered in his come to finish myself off. I spurted come all
over my chest and neck, and some even reached my chin. I lay back,
completely spent.