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I have never really talked about this before - and am not sure I should even
now. But - why not? So here goes.
At high school (an all boy school), in my eighteens, all us boys messed about a
bit. There were games of strip poker and dares, so I had seen a cock or two, and
one boy and I had even touched each other a couple of times, but no more than
that really. I had loved the feeling of being handled, explored and stroked
(though never brought off) and the feeling of touching him too. But then he
stopped being interested in doing things and it all stopped.
I thought about it a lot, and imagined doing more or doing things with other
guys, but I never did. I brought myself off many, many times thinking about it
all.
It was not wise to be identified as gay, though, so I ever did more at school,
and nothing happened for quite a while.
Then one day I was at the cinema (movie theatre) and was sitting waiting for the
show to start. A guy was walking about looking for a seat and in the end sat
next to me. Now the cinema was not that busy and he didn't need to sit next to
anyone, but I thought nothing of it.
When the lights went down and the film started, he moved and his hand dropped
from the arm-rest onto my knee. I moved to let him know it had happened but he
kept his hand on my leg. And then - in a flash - I knew what he was after. I had
no idea what would happen but my cock leapt in my trousers, though I was sure I
had misunderstood what was going on.
But his hand moved up, he pressed a few times, and it moved up again - and soon
it was right next to my very erect cock. I flexed it a couple of times so he
knew it was hard, and turned a bit towards him to make it accessible and he
pressed on it and then moved his hand round it. He held it and squeezed it a few
times and we sat like that for a few minutes.
Then he suggested we move to a side seat and I agreed, and he threw his jacket
over my lap as I sat. He put his hand on me, and then had me undo myself and he
pulled it out. For the next hour or so I remember little of the film apart from
having my cock stroked and explored and felt.
I was no unwilling victim - I made no effort to hold back and was excited and
involved from the very beginning!
Then after the film was over, and I was all zipped up again, we went out
together.
I suggested we meet again and he was really obviously unsure. I said I wanted to
and told him where to meet me that night at 7pm (it was late autumn I think and
dark by then).
He agreed but said a few times to tell nobody. Of course I wouldn't I knew to
keep this sort of thing secret.
Anyway I was at the place I said to meet by about 6:45pm, and walked up and down
waiting for him, not sure which road he would take to get there. I had suggested
meeting beside a school near some old gardens (we used a couple of abandoned
sheds there to play in as kids at times).
I had been there about five or maybe ten minutes when he appeared out of a side
street - he had been watching to be sure I was alone I realised after. We went
into the gardens through a side path where we would not be seen by anyone.
As we went he asked what I had done before - I admitted just a look and feel. So
he promised to teach me things and I was so damned excited at that!
We went to one of the huts which was unlocked and went in. He stood me in front
of him and sat - and just undid my trousers and pulled everything down. I was
hugely, hugely aroused.
Then he took off my shoes and had me naked from the waist down - and stood up
and had me do the same to him, though he kept his stuff at his ankles, not off.
I never was exposed like that before, let alone with a stranger, but he held me
and stroked me and had me do the same to him.
Then he knelt and sucked me a bit - he backed off when I was getting too
excited. It took a bit of verbal and physical pressure on my head before I knelt
to return the favour - but I quickly got the hang of how to suck him too. And he
held my head to keep the rhythm he wanted. He stopped me when he was nearly read
to explode.
Then he stroked me off - I emptied a huge amount, the most I had ever spent
before, and he caught it in a saucer we used as an ashtray. Then he had me
stroke him off, and he came big too! There was quite a mess in the saucer.
He sat then, and had me standing in front of him, exploring me thoroughly and
caressing me a lot, and pretty soon I was getting erect again. He waited until I
was pretty well fully erect and then started sucking again, harder this time and
with a finger playing with my anus too - by the time he was taking my whole cock
in his mouth and sucking hardest, he had a finger well in my anus! And when I
was about to explode, he grabbed the saucer and had me empty into it again.
He sat me on his knee and we chatted a bit, and I remember him stirring our cum
around in the saucer, and he rubbed quite a lot of it on my cock and balls, and
my nipples, and then told me about the stuff guys do. I was really excited even
hearing it. He even explained that the lovely feeling my anus had when he
fingered it was the same it would feel when he slipped his cock in it!!!
We arranged to meet in two weeks after that, but he never turned up. I was
really disappointed. And it was several months before anything else happened to
me (though that was in many ways even more exciting).
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