I 'm Geoffrey, and at age thirteen I was looking to give my first blowjob. I thought about it a lot and wanted it badly but was chicken. I'm sure there were plenty of guys who would let me suck them, but I was afraid to ask. What if they got mad and beat me up? Some guys were highly insulted by such an offer.

I knew there were places that older guys went to get blowjobs – adult book stores, theaters and gay bars, but those were all off-limits at my age. It's like the entire world conspires to make young would-be cocksuckers wait!

I realize that much of it was my own fault. I know there must be young cocksuckers who find a way to get it – I just don't know how, though I was always on the alert for an opportunity. If only someone would ask me "Know where I could get a blowjob?"

But that wasn't likely to happen. So I had to just keep looking.

One day my diligence paid off. I was walking a path along a river that ran though my town. I was a very private, heavily wooded area with few houses. As I walked I spotted something out of place. A closer look revealed some clothes that were piled neatly on a large rock on the river bank.

Suddenly I realized a possible opportunity. Whoever owned the clothes was probably skinnydipping – swimming naked, and would need to return here. I didn't know what I would do or say but hoped it would work out okay.

I didn't want to make it seem like I was waiting to trap him, so I went back up the trail and hid behind some bushes, where I watched intently. In about ten minutes I saw a naked man swimming to the edge of the river and step out of the water. He stood there and grabbed his cock, as if stroking some life into it after it shrunk from the cold water.

After a while it returned to normal size, and I really wanted to get a closer look. When he saw me, I pretended to be surprised and said, "Oh sorry, didn't mean to interrupt."

He quickly covered his cock with his hand, as if embarrassed.

"Please sir," I said, "I've never seen a grown man naked before – may I take a look?"

"I suppose," the guy said and stood there as I approached. When he saw me looking at his covered crotch, he moved his hand and I got a good look at an adult cock.

"That's really nice," I said, "May I touch it – please?"

He nodded and I approached, taking it into one hand, and as it grew, the other hand as well. I'd never touched another guy's cock before, and it was especially wonderful to handle an adult one. It grew under my attention, and I began to stroke it, much like I stroked my own cock.

His breathing quickened as he grew hard, and I knew it was time to act. I dropped to my knees and took his big cock into my mouth. I couldn't get it all the way in – just the head and a few inches of shaft. I was in heaven, now for the first time with a cock in my mouth. It was better than I ever imagined it would be. Since it was my first time, I didn't really know what to do. I knew that just sucking was probably not enough and moved my tongue around, hoping that would work.

"Let me stroke it," he said, and pulled out of my mouth. He stroked and got even harder, then said, "Here is comes!" and plunged back into my mouth. I marveled at the wonderful taste shooting into my mouth! It was unlike anything I'd ever tasted, and I knew I wanted a lot more of this!

He pulled out and said, "Thanks kid – that was great!"

"I'm Geoffrey, and I'd love to do more of that," I said. I took out a paper and scribbled my cell number on it.

I handed it to him and said, "Just text of call me when you need it."

"I'm Mr. Jeffreys," he said, "But you are pretty young."

"Didn't I do a good enough job?" I asked, "If you teach me, I promise to do better."

"No, I just mean that you are under-age,” he said, “so I can't be caught with you."

"I understand," I said, "I will meet you however you think is best."

"I'll give it some thought," replied Mr. Jeffreys, "I hope it will be soon."

I left and returned home, enjoying the manly aftertaste in my mouth. I couldn't get over my good fortune: my first blowjob and was an grown man!

When I got home, I jacked-off immediately, replaying my first blowjob in my mind. I came strongly and wondered what it would be like to jack-off with a cock really in my mouth.

Three days later I got a text from Mr. Jeffreys asking if I could come to his house at 7pm that night. I texted back that I could, and he gave me his address. He asked that I approach from the street behind his and walk across the yards to come to the back door of his house, and try not to be seen. I knew that adults convicted of having sex with minors went to jail, and I might also, so I was extra careful.

When I arrived at Mr. Jeffreys' house I knocked on the back door and he let me in. "Did anyone see you?" he asked. I assured him that I wasn't seen, and he told me to take off my clothes. I undressed and stacked my clothes on a nearby chair. He put some porn on the TV and sat in a large chair before it, inviting me to sit on his lap. It felt strange to be naked in front of a clothed person, but I was beginning to enjoy it.

He squirted some hand lotion on his fingers and reached between my legs, parting my ass cheeks with his fingers. He moved the slippery finger up and down my crack, pausing briefly at my hole, and then moving on. I did this for a couple of minutes and again stopped at my hole, pressing gently into me. I'd never felt anything like that before and wasn't sure what to expect.

He worked his finger well into me, and then began to withdraw, then press it in again. It was a very strange feeling at first, but as I grew accustomed to it, it began to feel good and I wanted him to continue.

"I don't know what this is all about," I confessed, "But I like the way it feels."

"You are skilled orally," Mr. Jeffreys explained, "But I want to introduce you to the wonders of anal as well."

Mr. Jeffreys took the TV remote and switched to a different video in which a boy was being fucked in the ass by man.

"How can he do that without hurting?" I asked.

"It would certainly hurt if you weren't properly prepared, but you will be," he assured me.

Then he removed his finger and showed me a slender white plastic object that was smooth on parts and ribbed on others. It had a blunt tip on it.

"Now I want you to just relax as I insert this," he said, "But tell me if it hurts at all."

He put lotion on the tip and pressed it to my hole. I tried to relax, but it was difficult. As he pressed it into me I felt myself being stretched and then I felt a slight pain and cried out. Mr. Jeffereys stopped and held it in place, telling me to relax and tell him when it was okay to go further.

I knew the object was small, but it felt like my ass was wide open. After a short time I felt better and told Mr. Jeffreys to continue. He pressed in and finally got to the maximum thickness and was able to push in further with ease. Then he surprised me by flipping a switch and the object began to buzz inside me. My little cock immediately stood at attention!

Mr. Jeffreys told me to stand before him while keeping the object in me. Once my feet were on the floor he leaned over and took my cock into his mouth. Between his sucking and the buzzing inside me I came very quickly. It felt a lot better than jacking-off and I wanted to do a lot more of this!

Mr. Jeffreys took the object from me and stood up, dropping his pants and shorts to the floor, stepping out of them. His cock was already hard and I immediately dropped to my knees and began to suck. Sucking after I had just cum was a little different. I wasn't horny, which may have made me less eager, but I was very clear-headed now, fully comprehending everything I was doing.

I think I liked sucking this way better, when I suck while horny my mind was sometimes in an erotic cloud.

In just a few minutes he came and I gladly recieved his load.

It was now time for me to leave, and Mr. Jeffreys told me that he wanted to share me with some of his friends. There were many men who really enjoyed boys like me.

I visited Mr. Jeffreys two more times before he was able to arrange for his friends to visit. Each time he put larger vibrating objects in me, and it was wonderful to cum that way.

Finally the day arrived for Mr. Jeffreys' friends to meet with me. I arrived early and undressed. He put a black plastic object in me that he said was an anal dilator – it would keep me open so it would be easier for me to be fucked. I was thrilled that I would be losing my virginity today!

Walking around with the dilator in me felt very arousing. Mr. Jeffreys said I should answer the door, but stand back so I couldn't be seen from outside. Each of the men arrived individually, and as I greeted them, they came in and proceeded to run their hands all over me, squeezing my ass cheeks and fondling my cock and balls.

After all had arrived and undressed, Mr. Jeffreys and his six friends gathered around me in a circle. Mr. Jeffreys had a kitchen timer and said I would have two minutes to suck before I had to change to another cock. I was to fondle the cocks of the guys on either side. Once a guy came he would drop out and the circle would close up. This was to continue until only one man remained, who would claim my virginity.

Never in my wildest dreams could I have imagined such a hot time as this. Simultaneously working three adult cocks was incredibly arousing and I tried my best to make each man cum within two minutes, but none could on the first round. By the time I sucked the second time, a couple of the guys came and dropped out. I noticed that their cum tasted a little different, though all the loads unmistakably tasted like cum. I continued until only one man remained.

He positioned me leaning over the edge of the couch and removed the anal dilator. Adding some lube to my ass, he pressed his cock into me. Thanks to my preparation he slid in easily, though was still tight. He took hold of my hips and began pumping in and out of me, which felt incredible! It didn't take long before he gave one final thrust and came inside me.

I continued to meet with Mr. Jeffreys nearly every week, and about once a month he had friends over. I saw a lot of familiar faces, but often new ones as well. I never knew their names – Mr. Jeffreys said it was better that way.

When I reached age 18 I continued to meet with Mr. Jeffreys, but his friends no longer were there. Mr. Jeffreys explained that now that I was of legal age there wasn't as much attraction, but I could not go to adult bookstore and theaters and find my own guys to suck.

When I did, I discovered the wonders of glory holes, and that was a whole new adventure!

  To be continued . . .

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    –Bill Beaumonte (oral_guy_2000@yahoo.com)