First Taste of Cum Part 172    
          by Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)  



This work of fiction contains explicit material intended for adults over 18. If you are under 18 or are offended by non-traditional sex, do not continue.  




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Author’s note:
This series presents a number of independent stories of about youthful first blowjobs. Some of these are inspired by my readers. I hope you enjoy this series.


Adult Supervision

    I'm Joshua, and when I was ten I got my first introduction to sex, along with my three friends: David, who was my age, Joe was nine and Robert was eleven. We were in the woods and Robert suggested that we all get naked, which seemed like a good idea to all of us. Soon our clothes were all off, hanging on tree branches or piled on tree stumps.

As I watched Robert and Joe feet each other up, and David came up behind me and rubbed his cock on my ass while reaching around and feeling my dick. I reached behind me and felt David's cock as he slipped into my ass crack. “None of that,” I said.

We all knew it felt good to play with yourself, but when someone else did it, it was much better!

We continued to play with each other and then Robert dared Joe to kiss his dick, and I was shocked to see him actually do it! Just then David kissed my dick, then licked it, and then took it into his mouth. While I was still much too young to cum, being sucked felt incredibly wonderful just the same.

I knew I had to return the favor and pretty soon we were all sucking each other. I ended up sucking Robert, whose dick was bigger than mine, but not too big to suck. I dropped to my knees and as I took him into my mouth I was surprised at how good he felt in my mouth. There was no real taste at the time since none of us could cum, but we all enjoyed both sucking and being sucked.

We sucked each other a lot during the summer because we had plenty of privacy in the woods. We rarely had the chance in the winter time but did it when we could.

The next summer my grandmother moved into a high-rise apartment building not far away. I enjoyed going there because they had a swimming pool. David went with me one day and we enjoyed the pool. My swimsuit was tight fitting – not exactly a speedo, but you could see a little bulge from my dick. The pool was heated, so my dick didn't shrink like in cold water. David liked to squeeze my dick and try to get me hard. Some men entered the pool and I think they saw David feeling me and they came closer.

I was wary of them and we backed away. They started fooling around among themselves, diving under the water and tackling one another, and dunking each other. They got closer and I didn't get back fast enough and one of their legs came up and smacked me in the face, right on the nose, bringing tears to my eyes.

I got out of the pool, dried off and went to the vending machine in the basement to buy a cola and nurse my wounded nose. Just then one of the guys from the pool came in and walked past me, running his hand across my ass. I thought it was just an accident from walking too close.

When he came back I knew it was no accident when he slipped his hand down the back of my swimsuit, feeling my cheeks and slipping a finger into my crack. I was scared to death – too scared to even run away.

But then when his hand reached around to the front I broke out into a dead run before he could grab my dick. Doing that sort of thing with my friends was one thing, but the doing it with an adult really freaked me out.

I went back to the pool can got David to go back to my grandmother's apartment. We got on the elevator and the same man got on right after us. My heart was racing as the elevator started. I had no idea what he might do but was glad when a couple of people got on at the next floor. I was sure he wouldn't do anything with other people there, but he was right behind me and ran his hand down my back and into my swimsuit again. His finger slipped into my crack and touched my hole. This was just too weird, but I was too embarrassed to say or do anything, so I just stood there and edured.

When we got to my grandmother's floor I got off and we hurried to her door. The man got off the elevator and just watched but didn't follow. I felt relieved when we got inside the apartment and latched the door behind us.

I didn't dare tell my grandmother, but told David, and he agreed that it was pretty strange. Later David's parents picked him up and I remained, intending to stay for a few days. I put the thoughts of that strange man behind me.

The next morning my grandmother had to leave for work, and I just stayed in the apartment. I continued to wear my pajamas, since I wasn't going out.

A little while after she left there was a knock on the door. I opened the door and was shocked to see the guy who had felt me up yesterday. I froze, unsure what to do. Then he said that my grandmother asked him to look in on me while she was gone. I had my doubts, but it sounded plausible, so I let him in – not wanting to get in trouble with my grandmother, so I didn't object when he pushed past me (as if it would have made a difference).

"So what have you been doing?" he asked.

"Just watching TV," I replied, a bit warily.

He sat down on the couch and told me to come sit with him. I sat at the other end of the couch.

"I'm going to give you a massage, ok?" he asked.

"I don't know what that is." I replied.

"I'll show you – you'll like it," he said.

My hands shook as I unbuttoned my pajama shirt, afraid to resist, but afraid of what might happen. He had me lay face down on the couch, and he began to rub my shoulders, and then my back and sides. I got a little worried when he got to my ass and lifted my pajama bottoms and put his hand in.

"Let's lose those pajamas," he said, and began to pull the bottoms down and off my feet, leaving me my white briefs. He reached up between my legs and said, "Let's get your underwear off."

"No!" I said, finding the courage to resist.

"Don't worry," he said, "We're both guys."

Before I could resist he had my briefs down and off my feet, and he had me there totally naked, though still lying face down. He massaged my cheeks and felt my balls. He kept spreading my cheeks and telling me what a nice boy pussy I had. I knew that girls had a pussy but didn't understand what he meant. Then he put a finger in his mouth and pushed it into my hole. That was very strange feeling. He wiggled his finger and pressed until it was in all the way. At first it just felt uncomfortable, but after a while I started to like it.

He reached under me and took hold of my dick. "A lot of boys really like to be fingered," he said, "And I can tell that you do because you are hard."

I was pretty sure that what he was doing wasn't normal, and I felt embarrassed at getting aroused from it. He was so much bigger than I was that I couldn't fight him if I tried. He had complete control of me, but I was shocked to find that he could also control my arousal.

Then he surprised me once again and flipped me over and sucked my dick. I thought that was just kid stuff and had no idea adults did such things. He sucked me for a couple of minutes, and must have known I was too young to cum.

He backed off and quickly undressed, and for the first time I saw a naked man. His body was all hairy and his cock was huge! He must have become really aroused from playing with me because his cock was sticking straight out.

"Stand up," he said, and I obeyed.

He squatted down a bit to bring his dick to my level and rubbed his dick on mine. It seemed a strange thing to do, but if felt good. This guy may be weird, but he seemed to know a lot about what feels good, so I decided to go along with him, at least for now.

"Now hold my dick," he said, "Squeeze and stroke it."

I took his dick in my hand and really liked the way it felt, and it seemed to get even harder as I felt him. Then he sat on the couch and spread his legs and told me to kneel between his legs. I continued to feel him, but from where I knelt I got a close-up view of his massive dick. I don’t know why, but I was finding this to be fascinating, and though he forced me do all this, I was kind of glad of it.

"Now suck me," he said, and I froze. Sucking my friends was one thing – their dicks were small, clean and hairless – his was kind of dark in color, with lots of hair and a musky smell. I was sure that sucking him would be a dirty thing for me to do. I just knelt there holding his hard dick, staring at it, as if in a trance.

"Kid, I sucked you," he said, "It's only fair. He put his hand on the back of my head and pulled me close to his cock. "Now open up," he said, "You know damn well you want to."

Finally, I opened my mouth and he pressed my head to his dick. Unlike my friends, his dick really filled my mouth, but it did feel kind of good. I was pretty sure that what I was doing was wrong, but I was starting to like it.

"Look up at me while you suck," he said, and I looked up. "You're a good cocksucker, he said, my personal cocksucker." I knew that was the vulger word for what I was doing, and didn't like being called that, but I suppose it was true. Still, he could have been nicer about it.

I sucked him for a few minutes, maintaining eye contact all the time.

"I'm gonna cum soon," he said, "but you keep sucking."

Even though I couldn't cum yet I knew about cumming, and really didn't want him to cum in my mouth, but I didn't have a choice. He took hold of my head and forced me to stay on his cock.

"When I cum, you keep looking at me and swallow every drop," he ordered.

His dick enlarged a bit in my mouth and then started pulse and I felt squirt after squirt of his hot load enter my mouth. It was strong tasting, but I swallowed it all. I didn't like it but didn't think it would hurt me. He released my head and I pulled off his dick. His dick was still dripping cum, and he stood up and wiped it across my face. He told me to just let it dry there.

"Open your mouth and show me the cum left," he said. I opened my mouth and he said, "You're a good cocksucker for sure."

He told me to swallow and then checked my mouth to be sure I did.

He got dressed and told me to remain naked – he would be back in a few minutes.

When he returned he had his three friends with him. They were carrying a camera and some shoe boxes. They opened the boxes, which contained polaroid pictures of naked boys. Some were sucking them and some were getting fucked. Some wore pantihose like a girl, but with the crotch cut out to show their dicks.

They took panties and a bra out of one box and made me pose in them. I felt so humiliated and hoped nobody I knew would ever see the pictures. Then they told me to strip and get on my hands and knees. I felt fingers slipping into me – I know it was more than one because he would spread his fingers to open my up, and then insert another.

Meanwhile one of the other guys came around to my head and pushed his dick into my mouth. I knew what was expected and began to suck while my ass was being prepared.

This continued for a long time, then I felt something very different, and realized that he was pressing his dick into me. It took a long time, but he was in and it made me feel really full. To be completely honest, I liked the way it felt, even if I was forced into it. He pumped in and out, slowly at first and then faster. He held my hips and slammed into me over and over. Finally, he cried out and pulled my hips to him hard and just remained there, draining into my belly.

While I was being fucked in the ass, the guy in front of me was pumping in and out of my mouth, like he was fucking my mouth. He must have been really turned on watching the other guy fuck me, because soon after the guy in my ass came, he did as well. I swallowed, as I knew I was expected to do.

The guy pulled out of my mouth and another guy with a smaller cock took his place. As I sucked him to erection another guy prepared to enter me. "I'm a lot bigger than the last guy," he said, "I'm going to put more lube in you, and you press back onto me when you're ready."

I knew he was doing me a favor because he could have just plowed into me, so I decided I better get serious about taking his cock. I pressed back and felt him stretch me and pushed until it began to hurt. It was a sharp pain, so I stopped and got used to the stretch. I pushed back until it hurt again, then stopped.

"You're doing good," he said, "I'm almost in."

I pushed back again, and the head of his dick entered me. He just held it there for a bit and then slowly moved in deeper. He felt so incredibly huge inside me, but so far it was a good feeling. He slowly picked up the pace and took me on the ride of my life! As he approached climax he held my hips tightly as he pumped his load into me.

The guys took dozens of pictures, and before they left they gave me two to remember them by – one close up of a cock in my mouth and one showing me getting it in both ends at once.

As they got ready to leave I told them I expected more of this and gave them my cell number so they could reach me. Over the next year they shared me with dozens of men, regularly giving it to me in both ends at once!

Special thanks to my online friend, Joshua, who inspired this story and provided much of its content.

  To be continued . . .

Feel free to contact me with your comments or requests.
    –Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)