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Sexual Perversions - My Sex Life #1
by Strangesub (Strangesub@yahoo.com)
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A coming of gae story. (MFbg, extreme-ped, nc, rp, bi, inc, oral,
anal)
***
I was 11 years old in 1965.
I was a chubby kid; roughly 5 1/2 feet tall and I weighed about
150 pounds. I had a smooth, round ass and my hairless cock and
balls were less than 5 inches, hard. I had red hair, and glasses
with lots of freckles. I smiled a lot and was a cute kid. I was
told that I looked like Tommy Norden, who played Bud on the TV
show, Flipper (but I had a brush cut). I was the kind of pre-
pubescent boy that older men and boys would have found eminently
fuckable. And, being adventurous and knowing nothing about sex at
all, I would have simply gone along with whatever sucking and
fucking anyone wanted to do to me...
However, when I was 11, I didn't think about fucking or sucking as
sex - I really didn't know anything about sex.
My brothers and I used to camp out in a tent in my parents' huge
backyard during the summer. We would camp out alone or with my
friends or with my brother and his friends.
In that summer of '65, I was out in the tent by myself one night.
It was a hot, humid summer night and I was lying on top of my
sleeping bag. My pajamas were drenched with my sweat, so I finally
took them off and lay there naked, fondling my hairless, sweat-
slicked penis and tight, little ball sack and running my hands
over my wet, naked flesh, enjoying the sensations that I was
inducing. Our next door neighbor had a swimming pool and I finally
decided that my sweaty, wet, pre-pubescent, little body was going
skinny dipping.
So, I snuck out of the tent, still nude, slipped across our yards,
climbed over the fence and went swimming. It was a great feeling
of exhilaration. The water was fantastic on that hot night and the
fact that I was getting away with doing something indecent or
naughty was exciting. As the water enveloped my young body, a
memory came into my mind that I had not thought about since it
happened. The sensuous caress of the water made my little dick get
hard and I had a this amazing flashback to another swimming pool
years earlier...
***
My father belonged to Club Thirty Three Fillmore, a prominent
Men's Club in the City. They had formal dinners and lounges where
men ate and smoked, plus the squash courts and tennis courts and a
huge indoor swimming pool. When I was about seven years old, my
father took me swimming on a "Father and Son night" at the Club.
We got undressed in the locker room and my father told me that
because this was a Men's Club, nobody had to wear bathing suits.
This was fairly normal - boys and men often went swimming nude in
together in those days. In my innocence, I stared at all of the
adult and boy cocks that were visible.
Most of the boys were pre-adolescent, like myself, and had tiny
hairless penises, but the men all had huge (to me at the time
anyway) fat, hairy cocks with heavy ball sacks that swayed
underneath. I had only briefly ever glimpsed my father or my
brother's cocks. I didn't think anything of it at the time, but
the men seemed in all stages of erection, from fully hard and
throbbing to soft and flaccid as I walked by... Nobody, including
my father, seemed to think it was strange that my eyes were
riveted on their cocks...
I had been swimming since I was a baby so, as soon as we got to
the pool, I dove into the water to go off and frolic with all the
other men and boys. I didn't see my father again until the end of
the night.
In retrospect, there were probably only about 10 or 15 boys there
and maybe about 30 or more men altogether, many of them older than
my father and the other fathers of the boys. But it seemed to me
at the time that the pool was filled with hundreds of naked bodies
as we played and splashed each other.
As I was playing in the shallow end, one of the men asked me and
another boy my age if we were good swimmers and could hold our
breaths. When we both told him we could, he told us that we were
going to play a game where he and a bunch of other men would stand
in a circle with their legs open. We were supposed to escape the
circle by swimming between their legs without getting caught. It
sounded like fun...
The other boy got caught the first time and man that caught him
pulled him up and sat the boy's little naked ass on his hard,
throbbing cock so it stuck out between the boy's legs.I managed to
evade capture until I swam between the legs of a third man. His
hair was Grey and his pubic hair felt hard and scratchy against my
ass as he sat me on his hard, fat cock. His knees buckled slightly
and I heard him groan as I wiggled on his stiff rod to get more
comfortable. I tried to turn to him, concerned, and I asked "Are
you okay?"
"Oh, yes, son... I'm am better than okay," he said as his hands
came around the front of our bodies, holding his large throbbing
manhood against my tiny cock and balls, squeezing us both...
I felt a tingle in my little dick at his caresses and I got a
stiffy, just like I did when I had to go pee.
"Uhh..." I muttered, embarrassed now, "I think I have to go pee."
I wouldn't have minded going pee in the water; I did it all the
time underwater when I had a bathing suit on. But his cock and
mine were both right above the waterline and everyone could see if
I started pissing. Besides, I figured he would have felt my hot
piss anyway, the way his hard cock was rubbing against mine.
"It's all right," said the old man, "since nobody has any swim
suits on, the Club doesn't mind if you pee in the pool. Go ahead."
That was fine by me and I let my little bladder loose and started
peeing on the old man's cock, my piss shooting past as I let go.
Another man in the circle jumped over to me and put his face to
our crotches, getting his lips right on my little wiener as I
pissed forth and he began to drink my piss, engulfing my small
cock with his mouth.
"Ewwww," I thought, startled.
How could an adult do such a disgusting thing? But his lips
excited me and I was proud to be the center of attention just for
peeing, something that I would normally have to do in secret.
So, I continued to piss my hot waste into his mouth.
By this time, all the men around us had erections sticking out
just above the water. The other little boy was laughing as the man
holding him was squeezing the boys legs together around his cock
and pistoning his hard, adult manhood in and out between the boy's
legs, bouncing the lad up and down as he panted and watched my
little peter get the pee sucked out of it. Then the man groaned
and I saw a white spurt of cum shoot out of his cock as he lifted
the little boy up and slid his hard meat along the boy's ass
crack, catching the spurting top of his dick on the boy's tiny
asshole.
"Owww," the boy instantly complained as the man's bulbous cock
head pressed against his anal ring, coating his ass crack and anus
with his cum.
The man that was sucking my little dick helped lift me as the old
man on whose cock I was riding put his hands on my waist, sliding
me up his cock, until my tiny asshole too was resting on top of
his cock head. The younger man held me in place and continued
sucking me, as the old man slid his hand's down to my smooth, boy
butt. I could feel the younger man's hands wrapped around the old
man's hard cock, pumping it up and down under the water.
The old man groaned with excitement as he placed his hands on
either globe of my pure, sweet ass, and stretched my ass cheeks
out, placing the tip of his hard man flesh right at the tiny
boyish opening to my ass.
Now it was my turn to say "Owwwww!" as I felt his cock head
painfully stretch my small anus.
"Noo! Oww that hurts!" I cried out as the weight of my body and
the man sucking on my dick began to force my virgin ass bud open
to the old man's ravening dick.
"AAAAAEEEEEEEEEEEEIIIII" I screamed as I felt the fat, hot flesh
burn into my little boy hole.
The water and the old man's pre-cum lubricated my asshole
slightly, but it didn't matter. I was being held by both men, with
the older one stretching me open, while the one sucking my boy
cock and balls applied pressure, forcing me to stay in place as
the old man's cock penetrated me.
"NNnnnOOOoo, AAiiieeee" I wailed, crying as his fat cock head
skewered my small asshole.
I tried to get loose, but the man in front wouldn't let me and and
had captured my entire cock and balls in his mouth. I screamed as
the tortuous fat flesh ripped into my virgin boy pussy. The more I
struggled, the wider the old man's cock stretched my asshole.
"AAAaahhhh," the old man groaned and then, as suddenly as it
began, I could feel his hot sperm let loose right inside my
asshole, the man whose face was on my cock furiously pumping the
old man's meat, his hands slamming against my ass underwater. The
pulsing cum lubricated my deflowered virgin ass bud and his cock
slid in a little deeper...
"Noo Noo Nooo Noo AAEEEeeeiiiii!!" I cried out as the head of his
fat cock lodged in my asshole; his hot cum squirting in my ass and
then out the sides of his thick dick.
I sobbing now at the incredible pain, bawling to be let loose,
impaled, unable to get free of his fat cock head until finally,
spent, he pulled his dick painfully from my blazing asshole and
the man that had been sucking my penis gathered me into his arms.
I put my head on his shoulder, grasping him around the neck and
wrapped my legs around his naked waist, straddling his rock hard
dick as he caressed me.
"Shhhhh...." he said, his hands soothing my naked back and
caressing my ass, my boy ass crack slick with the old man's cum
sliding to the base of his hard, throbbing cock.
"It feels much better after the first time," he said gently, his
hard cock throbbing on my hot asshole.
"N-n-noooo" I whimpered. "It hurts. I don't like it..."
I was dimly aware of other little boys screaming in pain as they
got their young asses fucked, but I was trying to hide myself in
my cock sucker's protective arms and didn't care about anything
else.
"Shhhh..." my cocksucker repeated as my tears dripped onto his
naked chest, "why don't we try another game... Why don't you lick
and suck one of these nice men while I make your pretty little
hole feel better... Okay?"
"Uhh.. uh... I... uhhh...," I moaned in assent, just wanting the
tearing pain in my ass to go away.
"Okay, then" said my captor, walking me over to the side of the
pool where one of the men sat, his legs spread open, his large
hairy cock sticking straight up.
"Grab this man's prick and start licking it while I make your
sweet little boy hole feel better," said the man holding me as he
turned me around between the legs.
I reached out to the angry, hard rod of flesh in front me as the
man behind me slid down, holding up my legs in the water and put
his face to my ass.
"Ooooo" I said in wonder as I felt him spread my ass cheeks and he
began to lick my ravaged hole.
The man in front of me moved my hands to his naked thighs, grabbed
his own cock and began rubbing it across my face. I turned my head
away in surprise, but he coaxed me back and rubbed the purple
crown across my lips, leaving a trail of slime on them.
"Ohhhh..." I breathed out, my mouth open, as the other man tongued
my asshole, worming his way inside my young anal bud.
It felt so good. It felt great! I stopped crying in amazement at
how good it felt after the old man had just raped me.
The man sitting by the poolside forced his big cock past my lips,
opening them further and forcing his mushroom cockhead into my
open mouth.
He stretched my mouth wide as he slid in a few inches. He just
kept it like that for a minute, while I writhed in pleasure at the
man soothing and stimulating my asshole, the guy in front enjoying
the feeling of having his dick jammed in my 7 year old mouth. Then
he began slowly pumping it in and out, stopping so the head was
just at my lips before pushing it back down. He moaned with
perverse pleasure.
Then, each stroke seemed to go deeper and deeper and I began to
gag, his fat cock stretching my mouth harder and harder.
"Nnnnnn.." I tried to protest, but again both men held me in
place, the one fucking my young mouth holding onto my head.
He began to push my young face up and down on his hard meat, force
fucking my mouth, driving his manhood in and out between my lips
while the man behind me fucked my asshole with his tongue.
"Nnnn - nnnn- nnn..." I tried to gasp, struggling again as the man
now raped my mouth, painfully slamming his fat penis into my
throat, choking me, bruising my soft inner palate.
Tears began running down my face again and snot was coming out of
my nose; I could hardly breathe, but he just kept up his rape of
my mouth, forcing my face up and down on his hard flesh. He sped
up his pumping, battering my throat and choking me until he moaned
out "Ohhhhh fuck! Eat me boy... Ahhhhhhhhh!"
The next thing I knew his hot cum was shooting into my throat.
Blast after blast of his salty spunk kept spurting into my mouth.
I choked and gagged as I tried to swallow and breath. I made
mewling sounds as I felt his hot jiz forced from my throat into my
nasal passage and exploding from my nose. I felt like I was
blacking out...
Again, I felt horrible and hurt. I didn't understand anything that
was happening...
When the man finished cumming, he let me go and I gasped for air,
the cum still choking me; my nose dripping with cum as I gagged
and tried to breath. The man who had made my asshole feel so good
again took me into his arms, kissing me now, using his tongue to
lick up his friends cum and my tears and snot cum from my nostrils
and everything. I began to space out on the total sensual
overload... My mind shut down.... Everything became indistinct...
I seemed disassociated from my body...
There was another bout of terrific pain as my protector now lubed
up my asshole, shoving his fingers inside as he still caressed me
and told me to relax, kissing my face and hair. Then, he finally
lifted me up on his hard meat and fucked his stiff cock into my
ass. I feebly struggled and tried to protest again as he sunk the
entire length of his hot pole into my newly opened asshole. It
still hurt, but not nearly as bad until I felt his man flesh
pushing into my intestines, cramping my stomach...
"NNNooooooooo" I cried again, moaning in insensate pain as his
fuck rod jammed inside of my boy body, squeezing my internal
organs, forcing itself deep into my bowels.
I was in a dazed nightmare and I just moaned and whimpered as he
fucked me. All the while he kept kissing me, shoving his tongue
into my mouth while tearing my entire rectum open to his marauding
flesh as I haplessly bobbed up and down on his hot raping cock. I
swooned as he came, pumping my guts full of his man jiz...
I felt men's hands caressing my naked boy flesh... I groaned as he
pulled me off of his raping tool and I felt a new tongue in my
asshole, drinking his cum, again soothing my abused shit hole.
I lost track of time and space as hands and lips tweaked and
teased my little boy nipples; mouths sucked my cock and balls; men
licked my face; thrusting their tongues into my mouth.
Delerious, I sucked more cocks that night, feeling their hot cum
bubble into my throat and drip from my lips... More men raped and
fucked my feverishly hot boy hole as I spaced out in an orgy of
degradation and boy loving...
I saw a fat older boy, maybe 10 or so, sandwiched between two men.
He was yelling too, but his face was in ecstasy. It looked like
both men had both of their cocks inside his ass...
There was a younger boy, maybe 5 years old, sitting on a man's lap
who had his cock shoved up the boy's asshole. They were sitting on
the shallow end steps and the boy was crying as the man held his
head by his hair and directed the boy's open mouth to catch the
hot piss of other men who surrounded the couple, peeing on the
boy's face and naked body.
On a low table on the pool deck, I saw a boy lying on his back,
his legs held up in the air, his head lying backwards over the
table edge, as an extremely hairy man fucked his open ass while
another fucked his long cock into the boy's throat.
Everywhere, young boys were getting fucked and sucked, some
squealing with glee; others semi-comatose like me; and still
others shrieking and crying in pain...
***
At some point, I came back to reality when my father took my hand
and led me back to the shower room. His semi-hard cock looked red
and used.He gently washed me as we showered and I began to come
out of my daze. We got out of the shower and he laid me on a bench
and he knelt down, spreading and lifting my legs as inspected my
asshole. It felt hot and torn and mushy, but it also felt okay as
my father rubbed something on it, gently coating the inside of my
anus with his finger.
"You're fine," said my father and he gently kissed me, raising me
up off the bench and began helping me get dressed in my confused
and spaced out state of mind.
After we finally got dressed and were in the car, my father said
to me: "Greg, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have brought you to the Club.
Don't tell anyone about this. Pretend as if it never happened. You
don't have to worry, it won't happen again... You must forget
about it... I'm sorry..."
My asshole was radiating heat from multiple rapes and my throat
was sore with the taste of cum still strong and present. But,
through the pain and bewilderment I felt, I was amazed that my
father was actually talking to me and apologizing...
My father was a very private, very stern, and very low key
emotional individual. He never, ever apologized for anything. We
never, ever talked about sex or any kind of emotional issue. He
was never, ever emotionally contrite with me. I had never him seen
him like this and I never would again.
I really had no clue as to what had just happened at the Club and
since my father said forget about it, I did. We never talked about
sex at all and I had no idea at 7 years old what "sex" was. None.
To this day, I cannot be sure exactly what happened at the Club,
but I remember my father apologizing to me with crystal clarity.
And, I totally forgot what happened at the Club until that night
in the pool, almost 5 years later. And, what I remembered was
cocks and sperm and fucking and sucking all mixed together in one
kaleidescope that made my little dick hard.
Many, many years later, I found out that my oldest brother Jeff
had been to the Club and been fucked in the same kind of way and
that my father had also fucked him when he was my age. As far as I
knew, my other brother, Mark, or my sister who was way older than
all of us, had never been abused in that way at all. But, we never
went to the Club again and after that last conversation, my father
never mentioned it again, apparently driving it out of both of our
minds. My father never again touched me sexually and I eventually
just forgot about the whole experience as too weird and too
disconnected to remember.
But this was the first time ever skinny dipping naked in the hot
night... These memories suddenly flooded my mind... I had
completely forgotten about it... And the memories coming back to
me were not entirely real... It was as if it happened to someone
else, but... my little cock ached with excitement. Remembering, I
opened my legs and reached around behind me to my asshole and
started to gently worm one of my fingers inside myself. I groaned
at the unexpected pleasurable sensations.
I played for awhile in the pool, softly finger fucking my asshole
and squeezing my hard little prick and balls.
However... I was still totally clueless about sex. I literally
didn't know what had happened at the Club or what I was doing to
myself right now. It was just sensations.
After playing with myself for awhile, I finally got out of the
pool. Then, for the sheer perverse danger of it, I spent another
half hour or so creeping as close as I could get to my neighbor's
house. At the end, I just laid there, stark naked, on my
neighbor's back doorstep at 3 AM or so, my hands running over my
wet flesh, caressing my tiny erection and fingering my asshole,
while my heart beat rapidly at the danger of being found out. This
was the beginning of my love affair with perverse nudity and
danger.
***
Later on that same summer I camped out again, with my best friend,
Eddie. It was another hot, sweaty night. We were still up and very
much still wet and perspiring at midnight.
I told Eddie, "Nobody's awake anywhere, let's go swimming next
door."
Eddie was a little hesitant, but when I quickly shucked off my
underwear and stepped outside the tent naked, he did the same.
I stared at his cock with fascination. Although he was the same
age as I was, eleven, his muscular body was already well into
puberty. His skin was soft and smooth, but there were tiny wisps
of curls between his two pink, boyish nipples. He was thinner than
I was and his flat stomach sported an innie belly button. Below
that his cock looked huge compared to mine. It was nestled in
black, curly pubic hairs than ran down over his large balls. I was
awe struck that he should have a man's penis and balls on his
little boy body. I looked down at myself to see if there was
something wrong with me. But no, I was the same, it was Eddie that
was odd.
"How come you're so big?" I asked in all innocence.
"I dunno," he said looking at my little penis, "I just am."
"Can I touch you?" I asked, embarrassed, but mesmerized as I
continued to stare at him, my own little cock feeling "twitchy"
and starting to rise.
Eddie shrugged as I reached out my hand and touched his man sized
cock. As I gently rubbed it, he began to get hard...
I didn't know what I was doing. I still hadn't a clue as to
anything about sex and erections or anything and I didn't even
know why I found it fascinating to touch his stiffening oock. But,
I did.
As he grew, my hand jumped back to my own little, now stiff and
throbbing, penis and I squeezed it, amazed at my friend's huge six
inches of pulsing meat.
We both stare until we finally just got embarrassed and we ran off
to jump in the pool.
It was weird, but I didn't think about it much as we just enjoyed
the two of us skinny dipping in my neighbor's pool.
We swam around for awhile, rubbing against each other as we tried
to grab one another or dunk the other guy. We wrestled in the
water, rubbing our hard cocks against each other, our wet, naked
bodies embracing.
We were hyped up and I suggested that we run around naked and go
skinny dipping in as many neighborhood pools as we could. Eddie
agreed and we jumped out of the pool and ran to the street. He put
his back against a tree to shield him from the street and the
streetlights. I ran right up to him and pressed my naked body
against his.
Our crotches touched, my naked, hairless cock pressing into his
dark haired pubic mound, our cockflesh mingling together. I
pressed even tighter against him, our wet, naked flesh joining, as
a car drove by, briefly lighting up my backside with its
headlights. We froze there for a moment, our pricks throbbing
against each other, his larger hard on poking into me and my
smaller one rubbing against him as we hugged tightly. Then I
laughed and ran across the street to crouch behind some bushes.
Eddie ran across too, right into me and knocked me forward so that
he was stretched out on top of me with his big, hard dick in the
crack of my ass.
We lay there for a second and I could feel his quivering rod
rubbing against my asshole, pulsing against my anal ring.
"Uhhhhhhhnnmmm," an involuntary moan escaped my lips as I tried to
grip his thick cock with my ass cheeks.
His hard meat felt good against my asshole as my cock throbbed
against the grass.
We both started moving; Eddie sliding his boy cock between the
sweat slick globes of my ass and me rubbing my wet asshole against
his pulsing meat. Again, remembering the Club, I wanted him to
stick it in my ass. I groaned with the memory, Eddie's hot meat
sliding up and down my ass crack and then I also remembered the
incredible pain... More car lights flashed over us, but this car's
brake lights went on and it started immediately slowing down...
"Shit," I said throwing Eddie off of me, "He saw us! We gotta
run."
We ran through a backyard, through the bushes and into another
block before the car even stopped fully.
We didn't care. We kept on sneaking around like maniacs, giggling
and bumping into each other, our wet, sweaty flesh sliding against
each other, as we crawled through the grass or leapt from bush to
bush and ran past the streetlights. We kept on rubbing up against
each other, touching each other's ass or cock or balls, even while
we were sneaking into the neighborhood pools.
We clasped each other in the pools, our wet bodies drinking each
other in as the debris from our sneaking washed off of our hot
flesh. The excitement of slithering our stiff dicks around on each
other's naked body was incredible. Our hands just naturally
caressed the other boy's prick and ass. We humped each other's
naked flesh. Every time we paused, we would press against each
other, not really knowing what we were doing, but knowing that it
felt great.
Our rods stayed hard all the way around the neighborhood, until
finally, we made it back to our own tent.
We dove in and zipped up the mosquito netting and hugged each
other on our sleeping bags - just for the sheer joy of it all.
Then Eddie finally started rubbing his hard on as I gripped it
between my sweaty thighs. Almost immediately he groaned and
grabbed my naked body, thrusting his cock under my balls, jerking
and quivering as his boy cum spurted out at the base of my ass
crack onto our sleeping bag and between my hot, sweaty thighs. I
remembered the groans and moans of the men at the Club and I just
squeezed my thighs tighter around his cock until he was spent.
We fell asleep that way, me just gently rubbing up against him
with my still hard boner, because - in spite of everything, I
still knew absolutely nothing about sex.
I knew we were had a great time. I knew that it felt fantastic to
touch each other like this and that, but I still hadn't a clue as
to what was happening. I was still totally innocent.
It was a wonderful night.
After that night, Eddie never wanted to run around naked again,
but I started going as often as I could - sometimes skinny
dipping, sometimes running around bare ass naked for the sheer
dangerous thrill of it. It always made my little dick hard.
Another hot night during the summer, I camped out with Jimmy, my
neighbor across the street. He was a skinny kid who was in one of
my older brother's class, but since he was kind of immature, we
used to play together a lot. When I again suggested we go
swimming, he stripped down before I did. When we both stepped
outside the tent, I could see that his cock was a little large
than mine, although he had hair. We both had erections and his
hard on made his cock look really skinny. He reached out and
fondled my cock without any preliminary and said "Go ahead, you
can touch mine."
I did, but this sort of brazen fondling seemed too weird for me,
so I just took off and we went swimming next door. When we got
back to the tent and he asked me to play with his prick some more,
I was a little scared. It just wasn't the same. I found out later
that he jerked himself off when we got into our sleeping bags and
went to sleep. It just seemed odd.
Another time that summer, when my parents weren't home, I took a
shower with soap, naked in our backyard, while it was pouring
rain. I felt the most incredible sensations in my cock as I soaped
it clean.
But, I continued to be ignorant about sex. The thrills I felt was
not only because of the great sensations, but because I was doing
"dangerous" things and not getting caught.
Sex began to hedge into my awareness the next time I talked yet
another friend into running around naked. Mike was also more
developed than I was, but not as hairy as Eddie or as old as
Jimmy. When I reached out to caress his cock, he shied away,
protesting that only homos touched each other. I didn't know what
a homo was, but I remember being mildly saddened that he didn't
want to rub his body against mine. We still both got hard running
around, but it wasn't the same as it had been before....
But, I still got naked on my own whenever I could get away with
it.
***
I was 12 years old that winter and I was over at my next door
neighbor's house. Park and I were watching TV in his basement,
sitting on a couch with a blanket over us to keep us warm. He was
a year older than I was, with about the same build and chubbiness
and brush cut hair. We started wrestling around a little bit under
the blanket and then things escalated and we started grabbing each
other's crotches. He grabbed me first. I grabbed his hands and
tried to pull him off my hardening little penis.
When I finally pulled him off me, I grabbed his crotch, trying to
hold onto his dick through his pants. Then he tried to get my
hands away. As soon as he overpowered me, he grabbed me again, I
pried him off, I grabbed him and we continued to wrestle under the
blanket. We were both sporting hard boners by this time and
getting very excited when Park managed to trap both by arms and
yank my pants and underwear down all at once. Then he quickly
grabbed my stiff prick tightly and wouldn't let go. The incredible
sensations that I was feeling in my prick were more than I had
ever felt before and there was a tightness in my chest that was
causing me to pant. I didn't know what was happening. Park started
to breathe heavily also and his eyes glistened with erotic
excitement.
I moaned as Park continued to squeeze my cock. We were both
excited, but I was incredibly embarrassed too. Remembering the
Club, I was afraid that something bad was going to happen... Then,
without letting go of my small cock, Park pulled off his pants and
underwear, struggling out of it. He grabbed my hand on put it on
his naked prick. We weren't wrestling anymore. We were just
holding onto each other's cocks and balls, moving our fists up and
down, gently jerking each other off...
As Park started breathing faster and faster, I couldn't take it
anymore. I got flustered and I sort of just got up, put my pants
back on and left. It was too bizarre and I didn't understand the
incredible itchy weirdness that I was feeling in my cock.
This episode played itself over many times in my mind for several
weeks.
Then one day, during the winter, Park was playing over at my
house, in my basement. We were playing a board game this time and
he made a bet with me.
"Whoever loses has to do whatever the other guy wants," he said.
"Like what?" I replied. "I don't want to spend any money."
"Nah," he assured me. "Like a blow job."
"What's a blow job?" I asked, in all sincerity (Even though I
detailed it here, the Club was still just an unreal memory).
"You'll see," he said. "Deal?"
What the heck. I didn't figure on losing and besides, even if I
did, I didn't know what a blow job was, so how could I do one?
"Deal." I said.
Well, we played the game and I did lose.
"Okay," Park said. "Loser pays up."
"What? How can I do a blow job? I don't even know what it is."
"Remember when we were playing around a while ago?" he questioned
me slyly.
His hand moved down to his crotch and he rubbed himself. I could
see the bulge in his pants begin to grow. I immediately felt that
weird, exciting sensation again in my stomach as I watched Park
rub himself.
"Watch," he said and proceeded to take off his pants and
underwear. His youthful dick was already swollen and now that we
weren't under the blanket, I could see that he had some pubic
hair, unlike me and his hard dick was about than 5 inches long.
However, unlike mine, his prick had a foreskin, now stretched
around his cock head with his piss hole exposed and sticking out .
"This is called my boner," he said. "Go ahead and touch it."
I shook my head no, as he continued to stroke his hard boy meat.
"C'mon, you were touching it before. Go ahead, just touch it,
you'll like it," he told me and, when I didn't respond again, he
grabbed my hand and pulled it to his rigid cock.
In spite of the grabby game of a few weeks ago, this was something
new. His stiff member jerked in my hand as I felt him.
"What's that thing around the top of your... pee-pee?" I asked,
feeling embarrassed at my baby words, but not ready to say "cock"
or "prick."
"That's part of my dick, stupid. Everybody's is shaped like that."
"Not mine," I said, still feeling very strange.
"Let's see," said Park and he came to me and started undoing my
belt.
I was both excited and curious by this time, so I helped him take
off my pants, then I suddenly became shy again, standing there in
my underwear, my hard little dick sticking out, with Park looking
on, his cock pulsing at me. I felt queasy.
"C'mon," said Park, "Pull them down."
I felt I had no choice. I lowered my underwear and the queer
sensations intensified, traveling once more from my stomach to my
hairless, jutting penis. Park looked at my circumcised prick and
said, "Wow, something happened to you. I've seen my brother's and
my father's cocks and they both look like mine. I wonder if yours
works the same way?"
He reached out to touch it and said, "Look, you do this thing
called jerking off. Lie down and let me show you."
I let go of his cock and laid back on the basement couch. Then
Park grabbed my boy tool and started rubbing it up and down in his
fist. This touch was the same bizarre feeling that I had had in
his basement, and it was beginning to scare me again
"If you're old enough," said Park, showing off his worldly
knowledge, still stroking my naked flesh, squeezing my hard shaft
with his hand, "when it feels really, really good, this white
stuff comes out of your prick called jiz.
I was utterly fascinated... I remembered the men cumming in my
mouth...
I started panting again... And then I started shaking and I
remember that it was really, really scary, so I pulled his hand
away and said, "I don't want to."
"OK," said Park, "but you have to give me my blow job."
"How do I do that," I asked.
"Sit up," he said as he stood up.
I did and his hard, throbbing peter was right in front of my face.
"Now, You should just put your mouth on it for a second."
When he said this, I jerked and moved back; would it hurt?
"C'mon," he wheedled. "You promised."
With that, he put his hands on either side of my head and started
pulling me toward him. I reluctantly let him until his pulsing
dick was right in front of my lips. It was so much smaller than my
dim memories.
"Now, open your mouth and take it in," he said as he began rubbing
his cock head across my lips.
I moved my head back and forth, not sure I wanted to do this,
especially since his dick head was stranger than mine, but he held
my head in place with his hand saying "C'mon, you promised."
I opened my mouth a little and he slid his cock past my lips,
forcing them apart. The glans half covering his head rolled back
as his cock expanded into my mouth and I felt repelled by this
strange texture.
"Oh yeah,' he said, "this is great," even as I opened my mouth
wider to try and avoid touching any part of his greasy feeling
cock.
But then he moved and because of the fact that I was not touching
his dick at all, he rammed all the way back and into my throat. I
gagged and yanked my mouth off him.
"This is no fun," I complained. "I don' wanna."
"Wait," he demanded. "You promised. Look, if you do it right, it
won't choke you. You just gotta put your lips around it. Now come
on!"
With that he grabbed my head again and forced his excited dick
into my mouth once more. I was scared but, I had promised.
"Now clamp down with just your lips and I'll slide it in and
out."I wrapped my lips around his hard member as he began to move
his hips a little, wiggling while I was still trying to keep him
from touching any part of my mouth except my lips.
"Boy," he said, stopping for a few seconds, enjoying the feel of
my mouth, "This is nice."
The fluttery sensations were wreaking havoc with my groin area and
I still didn't know what to make of all this. I didn't know if I
was feeling sick, or excited, or just weird. The only thing I did
recognize was that my heart was beating faster and faster; Park's
cock was "safe" and non-threatening compared to my lost memories;
and I had that same kind of rush as I did when I was running
around outside naked.
Then Park began pumping his cock in and out of my mouth in
earnest.
"This feels so good Greg," he moaned.
Each stroke seemed to go a little deeper until he was hitting up
against the back of my mouth again. But he wasn't jamming into my
throat, so I just tried to apply more pressure with my lips and
squeezed his stiff member harder to hold him back. I found that if
I sucked on him, like a lollipop, I could control it better. But
then I had to use my tongue too, and I could feel his weird
foreskin sliding back and forth in my mouth as he pulled out to
the edge of my lips and back in again.
Then he cried, "Oh, oh , oh," and his pumping got faster.
I was afraid he was going to slam it down my throat again, so I
grabbed the base of his prick with both hands and squeezed.
Then he moaned louder, "Ahhhh, ahhhhhhh, I'm cumming, I'm going to
cum in your mouth."
The next thing I knew, he stopped and held my head as his prick
began spasming in my mouth.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh," he cried and his whole body shuddered.
I sat there paralyzed, not knowing what to do as he seemed to go
into mild convulsions. I stared up at him, his cock still in my
mouth, as he looked down at me and closed his eyes as his body
spasmed again.I realized that I had unconsciously grabbed my prick
and was squeezing it hard, trying to stop the crazy sensations
that were scaring me. I was breathing as hard as I felt, when Park
finally let go of my head.. He pulled his wet penis out between my
unresisting lips and stepped back.
I looked at his glistening, dripping cock and I panted, "Is that
jiz?"
"No, you retard, that's your spit. I don't get jiz yet."
Seeing my hand still clutching my still hard tool, he asked, "You
want me to finish you off?"
"No," I said as I quickly let go of my member and stood up. "It
feels funny. I wanna stop now."
"OK," said Park amiably as he put on his underwear. "We can do it
some other time."
"I don't know," I temporized pulling up my underwear over my still
throbbing hard on, "It feels funny," I repeated.
My hard on seemed to last for hours after that. It actually hurt a
little bit and I was worried that I had damaged myself somehow.
But after I had finally become interested in something else, I
noticed that it was gone.
Park wanted to play bets again about a week later, but I told him
I didn't like it and he never brought it up again.
***
All of that winter, through 1966, I would occasionally squeeze my
little hard on in the morning and wonder what had happened there
with Park or Jimmy or even Eddie. I would sometimes try and
associate my erection with the Club and all of the men, but it was
a big jumble that I couldn't quite comprehend.
Then, one night, my mother told me to go downstairs to the
basement to tell my brother, Jeff and his girlfriend, Delia, that
it was time for Delia to go home.
When I went downstairs, it was pretty dark and there was no one in
the main room, so I snuck through the darkened room and went
around the corner to another room in the back. It sounded like
someone was moaning, but I didn't know why.
Jeff had low level funky colored lighting in the little back room,
but I didn't need much light because, through the open doorway,
not more than five feet away, Jeff and Delia were lying on the
carpeting, clutching each other in a lustful embrace.
They were so engrossed with each other that they never noticed me
at all in the dim light. I could see that she was naked from the
waist up, even though Jeff was on top of her, passionately kissing
her and I couldn't really see her breasts. But what I could really
see was her wide open thighs and Jeff's hand rubbing her wet sex.
Her skirt was bunched up around her waist and Jeff's legs were
next to hers with his crotch rubbing against her naked thigh as he
fingered her hot cunt. Her wet, fleshy lips were open to my gaze
and though I really didn't know what I was seeing, the smell of
her fuck juices was a pungent odor that was like nothing I had
ever smelt before.
She seemed to be protesting his assault on her wet sex; her hands
were on his hand, trying to dislodge and moans of protest were
coming from her mouth covered by his, but she was also practically
naked and my senses were overwhelmed by what I saw and smelled.
Literally, without thinking, I opened my pajama top and took it
off, trying to assuage a weird tight feeling in my chest, running
my hands over my body down to my naked stomach. I was panting and
my dick was hard as I pushed down my pajama bottoms, sliding them
to the floor. My mind was a blank as I stood there naked in front
of Delia's fragrant wet, cunt, watching them writhe against each
other; watching her crotch push against his hand, even as she
tried to remove it.
I put both hands on my cock and started squeezing it, rubbing it
up and down. I leaned forward, smelling her cunt juices,
masturbating furiously, squeezing my cock and balls, jerking my
prick.
"AAAHHHHHHHHH" I cried out, suddenly, doubling over, clutching my
organ as my world exploded with ecstasy as I went into my first
orgasm!
"UNNnnn, uhh, uhh," I grunted as my whole body spasmed in
orgiastic bliss.
My naked body convulsed as my boy cock rippled in hot fire and
pleasure.
Both Jeff and Delia finally noticed me.
"JEsus Jeff! It's your brother!" Delia cried out pulling his hands
away from her body, trying to cover herself; trying to get up,
freaking out at the sight of this naked boy masturbating in front
of her cunt... as I came...
"Damn it!" Jeff cried in frustration, watching me jerk as the
pleasure rolled from my cock to the rest of my body.
Finally, the danger outweighed my orgasm and my head snapped up,
looking at their angry faces. Even as my cock was still throbbing
in orgasm, I jumped up as fast as I had ever done anything in my
short life, grabbed my top, pulled up my pajamas, and ran for the
door.
"Mom says its time to go!" I panted over my shoulder as I darted
up the stairs.
I ran to my room, turned off the lights, went to bed and,
trembling in the dark, I gently squeezed my still hard dick. I lay
there in a stupor, almost asleep, until some time later, Jeff came
to my room and knocked on the door. I tried to ignore him, but he
whispered through the door, "If you don't open this, I am going to
beat the shit out of you."
I got up and opened the door.
Jeff walked in and turned on the light and glared at me.
"First of all, if you ever tell anybody about anything, I am going
to beat the shit out of you. Is that understood?"
I nodded mutely. Jeff seemed really pissed.
"You are such a fucking pervert. I can't believe what you just
fucking did. Take your fucking pajamas off."
My eyes popped wide open and my jaw dropped. But again, I mutely
obeyed him, unbuttoning my pajama shirt and slipping my bottoms
off until I was stark naked in front of my older brother. I was
shaking in fear that he was going to do something bad to me, but
my dick was still hard, in spite of the first orgasm of my life
just about fifteen minutes ago.
Jeff stared at my naked body, my hard little peter bobbing under
his gaze as I waited until I couldn't stand it anymore and I
started to apologize, "I'm sorry Jeff," I whined, "I didn't..."
"I was going to fuck her," he said interupting me, his voice low
with menace, "I would have been fucking her in five minutes if you
hadn't walked in. She probably won't even fucking go out with me
again. It could be a fucking year before I get laid, you fuck
dick. And you're fucking getting your rocks off, while I'm high
and dry!"
He was really angry and he grabbed my penis, squeezing and
twisting it so that I groaned in pain.
"UUUooohhh," I moaned. "I'm sorry. Please. I'm sorry."
"Yeah, I'll bet you are. You will be too. You're a fucking faggot
pervert, aren't you little brother? You need to see a real dick?
Here."
Jeff unbuckled his pants and pulled them down, exposing eight
inches of hard meat. His cock looked enormous. His balls hung
heavily from his veined meat.
This was the first hard adult cock I had seen since the Club. I
had thought Eddie's meat was big, but he was tiny compared to my
brother's hard rod. I stared at Jeff's penis, like a deer caught
in the headlights, amazed at how thick it was and looking at its
large, bulbous head.
Again, my chest was tight and I was having trouble breathing at
the sight of his protruding fuck meat. I was ashamed at my
reaction and felt utter embarrassment that my brother should see
me fascinated by his cock as I stood there naked, my hard on
twitching and bobbing.
"Get on your knees" demanded my brother, pushing my naked body to
the floor and drawing my face towards his huge cock.
My mouth was hanging open in stupor as he brought his cockhead to
my lips.
"Lick it," said my brother.
Again, lost in sexual mesmerization, my entire naked body pulsing
with lustful heat, I parted my lips and licked the underside of
his cockhead. I could smell his sweat sex pheramones and Delia's
musky cunt smell still lingered as the tight pressure coursed
through my crotch. I kept licking at it, again flashbacking to the
Club, not really knowing what I was supposed to do, but still
tonguing his piss slit and then swirling around his hard shaft. I
ran my tongue down almost to the base of my brother's rock hard
meat and then back up. A clear viscous fluid was leaking from his
cockhead.
My brother then grabbed my head and pulled my still frightened
face onto the fat tool of his man meat. His hard manhood thrust
between my lips as my mouth stretched to accomidate him. He kept
on pushing into his little brother's face until he reached the
back of my throat.
"GGHHHHHHghghhh" I gurgled, gagging.
He was choking me with his cock, but he didn't care as he held my
head and shook his hips, forcing his thick, 8 inch member into my
throat, until his balls were smashing my chin. I felt like I had
to puke. I couldn't breath. A line of drool ran from the corner of
my mouth, dripping onto my chin and chest. I began to choke and
gag as Jeff impaled me on his throbbing tool. I coughed and gasped
when he finally withdrew his cock halfway, but he wouldn't let me
spit it out. He left the glans resting on my quivering tongue.
"I said lick it," my brother demanded menacingly.
I swirled my tongue around the head, almost retching, trying to
keep him from killing me by choking me to death with his turgid
member. I sucked on Jeff's swelling cockead, grateful to be able
to breath, hoping that he wasn't really going to kill me.
Jeff let me ease my sore throat, by letting me grab his cock, like
I had done with Park, trying to work it in and out of my mouth
without letting it hit the back of my throat repeatedly.
I shuddered and gasped as he pulled his hard shaft out and then
slammed it in again, pushing deep into my throat again, cutting
off my air, stretching my boyish lips. Again, he pulled all the
way out and again he thrust it all the way in bruising my tender
throat. He held me there as I struggled to breath.
"Yeah, fucking little brother, you really like cock, don't you?"
Jeff stated savagely as he cut off my air, my face beginning to
turn red from the lack of oxygen, as I tried to breath through my
nose.
"Ughghhhhhhhh" I gasped as he withdrew his massive tool again,
pulling it free of my mouth.
He started slapping my face, wet with sweat and saliva, with his
heavy cock, the thick precum smearing my cheeks. My own rigid
little cock pulsed with newfound lust.
Then Jeff thrust his meat into my mouth again, and started fucking
my face hard, using my boy cunt mouth. I gagged repeatedly as he
fucked my throat, his full length disappearing between my boyish
lips to the hilt. His balls slapped hard against my chin, his
pubic hair smashing into my nose. I struggled for breath, trying
to catch small gasps of air as his thick dick popped in and out of
my throat.
The feelings in my naked boy body became a raging torrent and I
began to shake, my gasping pants barely enought to keep me going.
I tried to suck the man cock in my mouth, my cheeks hollowing and
filling with every thrust of Jeff's hips. He began to fuck faster
and faster into me, battering my lips and throat with his hard
driving hips. My mouth overflowed with saliva, dripping onto my
chest and cock. Suddenly, I could feel Jeff's cock growing and
expanding as he buried it deep with my constricting throat,
skewering me without mercy. I fought to breathe as my brother
erupted into the warm wet cavern of my sucking mouth, his thick,
hot liquid flooding my throat.
My cheeks expanded like a balloon to keep from choking on the
great gushes of sperm that spurted from his ejaculating penis. I
started retching, overloaded, feeling like I was going to black
out from lack of air as he pumped his fiery load into me. I felt
his cum bubbling in the back of my throat, being forced up into my
nasal passages again, and into my nose as he held me fast. It
squirted out the corners of my mouth around his pulsating cannon,
adding to the fluids dripping onto my chin and naked chest.
"Uggggggnnnnnn" I gagged as his overloaded balls emptied their hot
juices into my abused little boy body.
I felt like I was blacking out when he finally pulled his meat
from my cum filled throat and I collapsed onto all fours, gasping
for breath, coughing up his cum, feeling it drip out my nose. I
was thoroughly fucked.
I was sobbing and coughing, the hot tears mixing with sperm and
spit as I continued to cough up sperm, scared and unsure of
everything.
Then, Jeff told me, "Come here and clean off my dick."
Too scared to resist, still gasping and coughing, I got back on my
knees again and let him rub his half hard penis all over my face,
smearing his cum and mixing it with my tears. Even though I was
still crying, it somehow felt good. I could breath again and I
liked the feel of his cock on my cheeks. I started rubbing my face
on his prick and crotch until he slid it once more between my
lips, coating them with cum again. This time I stuck out my tongue
and started licking his meat before he could shove it down my
throat again. Jeff seemed to like that and let me lick and suck
him clean without forcing more of his thick meat into my mouth.
When I finished cleaning the cum off of his dick, he pulled away.
"Good night Greg," he said, walking towards the door. "Remember,
not a word to anyone."
"Oh... no... I promise," I stuttered, as I sat there naked, soaked
with tears and cum, "G-good night."
After he left, I sat there in a daze, naked, my dick throbbing
painfully, my throat raw, sore and clogged with cum.
I didn't know what just happened.
I knew that I had sucked my brother off like Park said guys do. I
knew my throat hurt and my nose was clogged with snot and jiz,
like Park had said. But I still had no clue as to what had just
happened. Jeff had punished me for spying on him and exposing
myself to his girlfriend. That seemed logical.
But right at that moment, I still didn't know that I had had an
orgasm earlier. All I knew is that Jeff had punished me by pissing
jiz into my throat. All I knew that I was incredibly hot and tight
and my crotch ached and my throat hurt and suddenly all of the
buried memories from the Club totally intermingled with the
present and I knew I wanted to suck Jeff's cock again....
I fell asleep still naked, clutching my hard cock, covered with
Jeff's cum.
Jeff went back to college a few days later and I didn't see him
again for awhile. Before he left, he warned me again not to tell
anyone what had happened. I didn't tell him I got hard thinking
about it...
By the end of that winter, my cock and balls had grown bigger and
I had developed wisps of pubic hair. I was still too young to have
"jiz," but I loved jerking off. It was incredible. I started
masturbating as often as I could, marveling that nobody had ever
told me about this and actually wondering if other people knew
they could do this....
Then, I found Jeff's porn novels.
I had two older brothers and an older sister. My sister is nine
years older than I was, and she was already married by this time.
One brother is a year and a half older than I am - Mark. And Jeff,
my other brother was 6 years older than I. Jeff was off at college
and I didn't see him much any more. But he and his buddies had
built a sort of recreation room /party room in the basement they
called the "Dun," sort of a combination of dungeon and den. There
were all sorts of couches and pillows and posters and colored
lights. Over the years we painted the walls weird (this was the
sixties) and just freaked it up in general. There was a little
back room in the Dun - that was where Park and I had played "bets"
and where Jeff had been making out with Delia.
One of the things that Mark and I would do a lot is search each
other's rooms and anyplace else we felt like in the big, six
bedroom house that we grew up in.
We were always thinking up secret hiding places that nobody (so we
thought) else could find. Jeff was away at college, so all the
boxes that he had piled up in the Dun were fair game for
searching. I really hadn't found anything of interest, but then
again, I had never searched to the bottom of the pile. I guess
Jeff had been counting on that, because that's where I found his
collection of pornographic novels.
I spent the next several years, all of my adolescent and teenage
life, getting a very hot education on sex - Sex with women; sex
with girls; sex with boys and girls and dogs; Dads and Moms with
their pre-pubescent sons and daughters; adults with children and
animals; women tied up and whipped in dungeons; women getting
fucked in the cunt; getting fucked in the mouth; and getting
fucked in the ass; kids fucking kids; sons getting it in the ass
from their Dads; brothers fucking sisters; brothers fucking
sisters and Dads and Moms and Aunts and Uncles and horses and
bananas and whatever.....
I began jerking off to the golden age of the pornographic novel
industry. Now, I was 12 years old by then, but I still wasn't very
savvy on what the rest of the world was doing. I never thought
much about why Jeff had gotten all of these dirty books. I just
knew they were mine now (As long as he didn't find out and beat
the shit out of me).
I learned about everything that had happened to me sexually so far
from the pornographic novel. Even though I knew these stories were
fiction - based on my experiences I figured that there was a whole
wide world of perversion out there. It was all forbidden. It just
"happened" if you were in the right place at the right time. And,
Nobody ever talked about it. I mean, my own father was a pervert
and he was the straightest, most normal father that I knew of. As
far as I knew, he and my mother didn't even fuck. My older brother
was pervert. Therefore, my enjoyment of these perversions was
okay, based on the porn novels I was reading.
This was my outlook on life for many years to come. Forbidden.
Wrong. Perversion. And Total Secrecy.
I loved my brother's porn collection. To this day, I have never
seen such a variety of sensual degradation. He must have had a
hundred different novels.
I fantasized and fantasized....
* young twins, my age, a boy and a girl, camping on an island,
both getting fucked in the ass by their father and their uncle...
* a beach bum, fucking a very young girl on the beach, after first
having inserted a banana into her cunt and then licking and eating
it out...
* a woman, naked, hanging in chains in a dungeon, being whipped
and tortured by her captor, shoving barbed dildoes up her ass and
cunt...
* an older sister coming in naked to her young brother and waking
him up from sleep by sucking him off and then fucking him....(I
really liked that one :)
* an older brother raping his young sister while his cousin waited
his turn, both of them fucking her in her ass, her cunt and
mouth....
* a young woman in a special harness so that she could get fucked
by a horse, the description of his huge cock opening her up in
massive detail....
* my favorite story that I read again and again of a girl, naked,
getting fucked by the family dog in a garage while her brother and
all of his friends watched, until they too fucked her over and
over and over again....
* and on and on and on. These books shaped my sexuality for all
time. Porn was my master and for the rest of my life, nothing was
too bizarre, too kinky, or too dangerous - as long as it made me
hard. Which, at those teenaged pubescent years, everything made me
hard....
It was over a year later until I had any more real sexual
experiences, but my fantasies were endless along with my orgasms.
In the autumn of 1967, my brother Mark (who was then 15 years old)
and I were having an argument about me supposedly stealing his
comic books.Mark was about 6 feet tall at this point (he
eventually reached 6'4" ) and weighed about 240 pounds. He could
have been a linebacker. He had dark hair, no glasses and was
pretty good looking for a big fat guy. He had begun to grow his
hair longer (it almost touched his ears). Hey, it was 1967.
The subject went to ridiculing each other's secret hiding places
and how easy they were to find. Mark finally said, "All right,
I'll make you a bet. I'll bet that I can hide this piece of paper
in my room and you can't find it in fifteen minutes."
"That's a stupid bet," I said. "I'll win. And if I do, I get to
keep the comic books."
"Yeah," said Mark. "Well, if I win, you have to blow me!"
"Sure," I said. "It's a bet."
The odd thing was, was that I really didn't think about it. We
were both pissed at each other and I never figured that I'd have
to pay up anyway. In spite of everything I'd already done and all
of my pornographic reading fantasies, it simply never crossed my
mind that my brother wasn't just making a ridiculous bet.
To make a long story short, especially the last few minutes when I
begged him for clues like "hot" and "cold," I didn't find the
paper. (He had hidden it inside his telephone.)
Mark promptly pulled off his pants, lay down on the bed and told
me to pay up.
His 6 inch cock was hard but only about 3 or 4 inches around.
However, it was curved almost like a boomerang. I stared at it
without moving. It looked really odd to me. He had a few dark,
fine curly pubic hairs, but even though he was older, he was
almost at the exact same developmental stage as I was. But my cock
wasn't shaped like that. The curve was strange. My dick was
straight when it got hard.
My brother interrupted my thoughts.
"Do it now," he demanded. "We made a bet. You want to be a
welsher?"
I didn't want him to tattle on me for not paying up on my bet
(Hey, I already told you that I was a fairly stupid adolescent.
"Like who was he gonna tell," never occurred to me.) so, I
tentatively bent down and put my mouth over the head of his hard
dick.
"Go ahead," he said, "blow me."
I some idea of what to do, so I started moving my mouth up and
down, my lips lightly touching the sides of his cock, literally
blowing hot air on his dick. I don't know what this would have
achieved, but he began jerking the bottom of his prick as I blew
on the top. After about ten seconds of this, he yelled, "Yeah!,
Ahhhhhh!" and lifted up his hips to thrust his dick farther into
my mouth. At the same time I clamped down with my lips to keep him
from gagging me.
His hips shuddered and his cock started pulsing and I felt a hot
salty goo splash up against the back of my throat. I didn't know
if I should swallow or spit it out in disgust, like they did
sometimes in the porn novels. My other brother's mouth rape was
over a year ago.. I backed off, but at the same time, Mark kept on
cumming, filling up my mouth even as I pulled off of him. I wanted
to see him cum so I pulled my head off his cock to look, gagging
and swallowing all at once, a glob of semen dripping out of my
mouth as another shot of cum hit me on my upper lip.I was
absolutely fascinated. Mark continued to fist his dick, shuddering
and pumping until his orgasm stopped.
I wiped the semen off my nose and face and looked at it while I
swallowed the last of salty residue, rubbing my tongue around my
teeth to get out the taste. This was his cum!
As in: "I'M CUMMMMING, AS HIS HOT WAD SPLASHED ALL OVER HER TITS
AND FACE!" This was jiz, spunk, sperm. And now I actually knew
what it was.
I had been reading these fuck books for so long now and
masturbating, but I hadn't been producing any sperm. So, now I was
totally enthralled by the idea of his sperm. I wondered if Mark's
sperm tasted different from Jeff's sperm. I was lost in the
perverse pleasure of eating my brother's cum... But, by this time,
my brother was embarrassed and his dick was starting to get soft,
so he looked at me and said, " You faggot. You're disgusting. Go
clean up."
I quickly got up and went to the bathroom where I rinsed my mouth
out and cleaned my hands and face.
As I noted, sex and deeply personal issues were never discussed in
our family, so therefore neither my brother nor I ever talked
about this incident. The next time we discussed it, it was more or
less, accidental...
END