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 OK, guys.  Here's another jack off story.  I write these to give relief to
those perverts who like little boys.  Remember, you cannot do these things
in reality unless you really want to spend many years in prison.  It's not
worth it.  Get off in your fantasies, never ever cross the bounds of sexual
assault.  It just isnt worth it no matter how good he looks or how willing
he may seem.  If he's under 18, you go to jail.

   MY FIRST TASTE OF CUM by Daren Peters

   I first tasted cum when I was ten.  I guess I must have been a cute
little boy running around the beaches of Cape Cod in a tiny little speedo.
My little dick couldn't have been more than 4 inches long but from the time
I can remember men wanting to see it and feel me up.  It was a summer guest
at my family's little B&B who finally got his cock in my mouth.  I'd
resisted many attempts before that.  And guess what?  I liked it.

   Summers on the Cape are filled with people coming and going, rarely
staying more than a week at a time.  It was rare that a single guy would
show up to rent a room but when they did, they were almost always
interested in me.  A couple of times after my first taste, guys wanted
more.

   The first time I remember being naked with a guest was the summer just
before I turned 11.  He was a pilot for one of the airlines.  I saw
pictures of him in his captain's uniform.  I think he was about 40 at the
time.  And he really liked me a lot.

   His first night at our place, he asked my mother where she would
recommend for him to have dinner.  She rattled off the four or five usual
places we recommended.  Then he turned to me and asked if I'd go with him
so he wouldn't get lost.  My mother was dumb as a rock, had no idea what he
wanted even though I knew exactly why he wanted me to be with him.  I knew
he wanted to feel me up and I was all in favor of it.  An hour later, me in
entirely too short cutoff jeans, sandals, and a t, him in navy blue pants
and a blue and white striped shirt with white boat shoes, we headed out. 
We rode in his Cadillac, the top down and the cool evening air feeling
terrific.

   "What did you say your name is, you cute little boy?"

   "I'm Dennis, you knew that." I paused before I let him know what I was
thinking.  "And I know why you wanted to take me out." He looked at me
quizzically and asked why.  "You want to feel me up, doncha?" He looked
startled but then he smiled.

   "Is that what you think?" I nodded.  "Huh.  Pretty smart, aren't you?" I
giggled.

   "That's what all the men want."

   "Well, Dennis, is that what you want me to do?"

   "You can if you want.  I don't mind." I scooted closer to him and spread
my legs.  Instantly his big right hand cupped my little crotch.  I laid my
head on his shoulder.  "You want me to pull my shorts down?" He didn't
answer but tried to find the tongue on my zipper.

   "You are a slutty little boy, aren't you?" I wasn't sure what "slutty"
meant but I like what he was doing and wanted him to feel me up...  maybe
even suck me.  I was used to men doing that for me.  This guy surely wasn't
the first.  I didn't respond and reached over to feel between his legs,
pleased to feel his hard cock beneath his expensive slacks.  "My god,
child, what have I stumbled upon?" I reached my face up towards him,
wanting him to kiss me.  He pulled over onto a sandy side street and bent
to me.  We kissed.  His tongue found its way into my mouth and I licked it,
gently sucked on it, pulling the man's tongue deeper into my young mouth.

   When the kiss broke, I asked.  "You gonna suck me, too?" He groaned.

   "Look, kid, you got me hot as a firecracker.  I want to do everything
you'll let me do to you but I'm staying at your folk's place.  I can't take
you there but I surely want to be alone with you."

   "Yes, you can.  You've got the end unit.  I can easy climb over the
railing and be in your room before anybody sees me.  I done it lots of
times.  I live there I know how to move around without anybody seeing me. I
peep in folk's windows all the time and nobody ever sees me."

   "You like to peep in windows, eh?  So what do you do when you see
something sexy?"

   "Well, usually I play with myself later.  That feels good.  And, you
know, after you kissing me I'll probably play with myself tonight thinking
about that, too."

   "Let me ask you a question, Dennis, if I take you home with me tonight,
can we go to bed together?  I mean can we get naked and play with each
other?

   I'd never got naked with a guy before.  Always just pushed down my
shorts and let them feel me and sometimes suck me.  Getting naked sounded
like more of a commitment.  "I guess it depends on how I feel.  I get
excited, too, you know.  That's why I like it.  It excites me.  Makes my
dick hard and that feels good."

   "Your dick is hard right now, Dennis.  Does it feel good?"

   "It'd feel better if you sucked it a little bit." The man bent forward
and took my whole dick in his mouth and licked it, then applied the perfect
amount of suction and lovingly caressed and sucked my little pecker.  I
leaned my head back in pleasure and immediately realized we were sitting in
a convertible with the top down in a public place and some guy was sucking
my dick.  I jumped back in the seat and said, "Whoa!  We gonna get in
trouble doing this here!" He must have immediately realized what he was
doing and sat up.

   "Oh, jeez, kid.  You got me so hot I forgot about everything else." I
saw him visibly shake himself back to reality.  A moment later he started
the car and we headed to the restaurant.  We ate and killed time for
another hour before heading back to my folk's place.  "You gonna come up?"
I told him to give me some time.  I headed to our apartment at the other
end of the motel and stayed for an hour watching cartoons on TV, letting my
folks see that everything was OK.  As usual, I finally headed out to walk
on the beach to look for forgotten objects - a practice that had
consistently done two things for me.  I'd found several watches, purses,
and other things on the beach which was a good source of extra income for
me and, more importantly, had set a pattern for me begin gone for hours
after dusk.  I headed to his room, climbed the railing and knocked softly.

   "God, am I happy to see you, Dennis.  I was afraid you weren't coming."
He quietly closed the door behind me and scooped me up in his arms.  Our
lips met as he held me.  "I want to kiss you all over, I want to suck your
asshole, I want to make love to your dick, I want to fu..." he stopped
there, probably afraid of saying what he really wanted to do to me.  If
he'd said what he wanted I might have been spooked.  I don't know.  I was
just a ten year old kid.

   "Yeah," I responded as I ripped off my t-shirt.  "You can do whatever
you want, mister." I dropped my shorts, leaving me naked.  "I want to see
your dick." He followed suit quickly and exposed his rock hard 7 inch
straight cock to me.

   "Kiss it, Dennis.  Show me you like a man's dick.  Show me what a little
slut boy you are." I still didn't know what that meant but I liked it. 
"You're a dirty little boy, aren't you, Dennis..." He pulled me to him and
reached down to caress my dicklet, feel my balls.  "Kiss it," he ordered.
"Take it in your mouth and suck it." He pulled my head towards his crotch.
I'd never had a dick in my mouth before.  Men had always done that to me
instead.  Now it was time to pay up.  I'd teased this man, came voluntarily
to his room, stripped myself naked...  now I had to take a dick in my
mouth. I resisted.

   "Suck it, boy." He shoved my face into him, rubbing his hard cock across
my lips, forcing my lips open, rubbing his cock across my clenched teeth.
He grasped my nose and shoved my head back.  "Suck it." It was a direct
order.  I had no choice.  I opened my teeth and he shoved it in.  "Now
suck."

   I closed my lips around his meat and submitted.  I sucked it.  He held
the back of my head and began to slowly pump it into me.  Gently at first,
then deeper, a little harder.  He was face fucking me...  me, a little 10
year old boy dick-tease, being used like the little slut boy I really was.
Five strokes, nine, now maybe 13.  I felt his meat suddenly expand, I heard
the man moan as he gripped my head more firmly.  He plunged deeply into my
throat, I gagged, he pumped twice more.

   The taste of cum is something you grow fond of after a while.  It was my
first.  Not my last.

   I hope you enjoy my stories.  Most are adult/underage.  Some are Mg some
are Mb.  Whatever satisfies you.  Daren Peters