I 'm Jorge and sucked my first cock at age eleven. It all happened without warning but changed my life forever.

All the houses on my side of the street had back yards that bordered on a wooded area of many acres. We all had paths that went back into the woods and would often play there.

Mr. Gibbons was my next door neighbor and seemed like a nice enough guy. His entire back yard had a high solid fence that kept anyone from seeing in. He didn't have a dog to keep in, or a swimming pool to keep others out of, so I wondered why he had such a fence. I examined the fence and found that there were a few places with knot-holes, and if I looked carefully I could see through to the back yard. I looked whenever I was in the back yard, and most of the time there was nobody there.

Then one day I looked through and I saw Mr. Gibbons walking around stark naked! I watched with interest because I'd never seen anything like this before! As he walked around he began to stroke his cock and soon he had a boner! It was really big compared to my eleven-year-old boy cock. As I continued to watch he went to the back fence, where there was a gate opening to the woods. He walked into the woods wearing nothing at all!

I wanted to go into the woods to see what he would do there, but my mom called me in for dinner. After dinner I went out to the woods to walk the trails. I didn't know if Mr. Gibbons would still be there, but I was determined to find out. I walked for a while and then returned. As I approached the path to my yard I saw him! He stood there looking right at me, his hard cock pointing in my direction. My eyes must have been wide open as I stared at his big boner!

"You got a really big weiner!" I said. Mr. Gibbons smiled and invited me to come closer.

"Grab ahold of it," he said. I reached out with one hand but could not wrap my fingers all the way around it. I used both hands and stroked him as I'd seen him do himself. I noticed a clear droplet form on the tip, and said, "You're beginning to leak."

"That's pre-cum," he said, "Lick it up and see if you like it."

Being a dumb kid, I really didn't know any better, so I leaned over and licked it up. It was salty and kind of good tasting.

"If you put it in your mouth you can get something even better," he said, smiling. I was reluctant and he encouraged me to kneel before him and brought his big cock inches from my face.

"You'll like it," he said, "It's something big boys do – you want that, don't you?"

That sounded reasonable, so I opened my mouth and took part of his cock in. He was much too big to take in completely, and what I had really filled my mouth.

"Run your tongue all over it," he said, "Get to know it – you're gonna love it."

I did so, and it seemed kind of nice. I would have never thought of doing anything like this and was grateful to Mr. Gibbons for sharing this with me. He coached me about how to move my tongue, and to make swallowing motions with my throat. Of course, he was much too big to swallow, but he really seemed to love it when I did it – he made strange moaning noises as I sucked. Then his huge cock grew even bigger and I felt it pulsing as he squirted something warm into my mouth. I thought he was peeing in my mouth and tried to pull back, but he held my head in place and told me to just relax and enjoy the moment. My mouth was filling up and about to spill out when he stopped. It was really strong tasting, and different from anything else!

"That's cum in your mouth," he said, "Its a special gift for doing such a good job – go ahead and swallow – it's good for you." I swallowed and had a strange aftertaste remaining in my mouth.

Mr. Gibbons thanked me and said I was becoming a big boy, and that I should practice this until I was very good at it. He cautioned me not to tell anyone – especially my parents – they never like their kids to grow up.

I agreed to meet him tomorrow night about the same time. I went in with much to think about. He said I was growing up – was this one of those "adult situations" they mention before movies I wasn't supposed to watch? I was sure I wanted a lot more of this, and desperately wanted to get good at it.

I met Mr. Gibbons each night after dinner and sucked his cock. Each day was a little easier, and I could tell my skills were improving. Then one day he said that he was having some friends over on Friday night and asked if I could get out after dark. I told him I wasn't allowed out after dark, and he said that was too bad because I could learn so much if I could.

I thought about how I could manage to get out after dark and knew my parents would just ask a bunch of questions I didn't want to deal with. Then I realized that I could sneak out if it was after 10pm. My father went to bed early because he worked early in the morning, and my mom stayed in the living room watching tv until late. If I was careful, I could sneak out without being noticed. That night when I saw Mr. Gibbons, I shared my plan with him and he said that would work – he would have his friend over and they would plan on my arrival a little after 10pm.

On Friday night I lay in bed wide awake, eager for the adventure to come! After my dad went to bed I got dressed and snuck out the sliding door in the basement, quietly going to Mr. Gibbons' place. He welcomed me in and closed the door behind me.

"Now take off your clothes and stack them on the chair near the door," he said. I hesitated and he assured me it was alright, and simply the next step in growing up.

Once I was naked Mr. Gibbons took hold of my little cock, squeezing and stroking it. Soon I was hard and it felt really good. I'd done this to myself before, but it felt so much better when he did it! Then he led me into the next room, where three men sat drinking beers. He introduced me to each of them, but I don't remember their names. What I do remember was that each one handled my cock, which I welcomed at this point. In addition, they ran their hands over me, which seemed kind of strange, but I was learning, so I just went along with it. One of the men spread my ass cheeks and put a fingertip against my hole. Nobody had ever touched me there before, and I wasn't sure at first if I liked it. He put that finger in his mouth and then returned to my hole, now pressing into me. Now that felt different from anything I'd ever felt before!

He explained that some big boys really liked that, and he could help me experience more. Mr. Gibbons nodded and said it would be good to at least try it. I agreed and he had my lay face down across his lap. Mr. Gibbons gave the man a bottle of lotion, which he squeezed between my cheeks, and then slipped his fingers in again. This time he slid in easily all the way to his hand. It felt really strange, and then he wiggled it around. He asked if I liked it and I said I did.

“Would you like the other men to do the same for you?" Mr. Gibbons asked. "Please do," I said. I moved to the next man and lay across his lap. He squirted more lotion between my cheeks and slipped a finger in all the way. Then he said, "Let's see if you can take two," and pulled out, slipping a different finger in, then pulling that out and slipping both in at once. I felt like I was being stretched open farther than I had before, but it felt kind of nice. After he pulled his fingers out, he patted me on the ass and sent me to the next man.

I lay across his lap and he slipped in one finger and then a second. "Let's see if you can take three," he said, and soon had three fingers deep in me. I was definitely stretched, but it felt nice – especially the way he wiggled fingers around inside me. "Let's see how wide you can open," he said, and began to spread his fingers apart and I suddenly had a blinding flash of pain. Crying out, he quickly stopped stretching me and withdrew his fingers.

"This is his first time!" objected Mr. Gibbons, urging me to come to him. He hugged me and kissed my cheek, and then had me lay across his lap. The slipped in only one finger and promised not to hurt me – he just wanted me to feel pleasure, which I certainly did.

"Now I want you to show my friends what you've learned," he said, and his friends stood up and unzipped, presenting their cocks to me. They were all big, like Mr. Gibbons, but each looked a little different. I was beginning to learn that cocks are very personal, like faces, and I would soon learn what my favorite cocks looked like – one was Mr. Gibbons, of course!

I sucked each one and swallowed their load, taking note of how each man responded in a different manner. Their loads tasted a little different each, but with a common unmistakable flavor of cum!

The men all praised me, and said I was growing up to be a big boy indeed. Before I left, Mr. Gibbons gave me a present. "This is an anal dilator," he said, as he handed me a black cylindrical object with one end rounded and the other end flared out, "I want you to insert it when you go to bed and try to keep it in all night. Each time you visit, you can exchange it for a larger one."

I worried that when I got to a larger one that it would hurt, but the change in size was gradual, and soon I was able to take a dilator an inch and a half in diameter! When could take the largest dilator with ease, Mr. Gibbons brought me a cock-shaped object that he called a dildo. It was bigger than my cock but smaller than his. I lubed it up and slipped it in. I knelt on the floor and the other end of the dildo pressed against the floor. I found that if I pressed down it would go in deeper and as I lifted up it would come out partially. So I was able to "ride" the dildo, which I did routinely as I sucked Mr. Gibbons.

After a few days he gave me a larger dildo, and within a week I was riding a dildo two inches in diameter. Mr. Gibbons said I was ready to take a real cock. I wasn't really sure why he would want to put his cock in my ass instead of my sucking him off, but I had a lot to learn. He took me to his bedroom and lay on his back on the bed. I got up on the bed and sucked him to erection, then lubed his cock and lowered myself onto it. I liked it a lot better that the dildo – it was warm, and there was a real personal touch to it. I rode Mr. Gibbons' cock for a bit and then he had me dismount and lay face-down on the bed. He kept my legs together and knelt with his knees on either side of my legs. He pressed his cock between my cheeks and found my waiting hole, gently slipping in.

"Oh, you're so wonderfully tight like that!" he said, as he began to slide in and out. So instead of my riding his cock, he was riding me, and what a fantastic ride it was! I had no idea what this was, but I later learned that I was being fucked, and I wanted it as much as I could get! Mr. Gibbons still enjoyed my sucking him, and we ended up agreeing that I would alternate between sucking him and his riding my ass.

I felt so grown up, knowing I was doing something that no other kid my age was doing! I was glad when Mr. Gibbons invited his friends over to ride my ass as well. All this time my parents didn't even know I was spending time with Mr. Gibbons, and they certainly had no idea what we were doing.

A little after my twelth birthday I was able to cum, and began to jack off. Mr. Gibbons would let me jack-off while I was sucking him, and sometimes I would jack-off while riding his cock. Over the span of a couple of years I met many other of his friends, and then disaster hit.

I came home from school one day to find several police cars at Mr. Gibbons' house. It was quite a spectacle, with nearly all the neighbors standing outside and watching, while others watched from their windows. I later learned that Mr. Gibbons was busted for child pornography. I realized that some of the pictures he had taken of me were just that!

Overnight my sexual world came crashing down, and I was left jacking-off to memories and fantasies about sucking guys in my school. By then I knew full well that this wasn't a "big boy activity" as Mr. Gibbons had told me. As much as I sucking and being fucked, it was not socially acceptable and I knew to keep it a secret.

Still, my desires worked on me, and I ended up going to men's rooms at the local shopping malls and offering blowjobs to men. Many would tell me I was disgusting, but some would give me their cocks. I asked if I could come to their homes for more, but none agreed. I blew quite a few different guys, but rarely did the same guy more than once.

Now that I'm an adult I can go to the video arcades in adult bookstore to find plenty of guys to blow. I love the glory holes, although there are getting scarce. I still fondly remember Mr. Gibbons and all he and his friends taught me!

  To be continued . . .

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