Young Jock's Sexual Journey PARt 1

I have always been a sports nut, and I was definitely a late bloomer when
it came to being interested in girls, but I am really BI even though
some of my first sexual experiences were with guys in school.

This is the story of my first experience. The first sexual-awakening
experience was sort of weird, but it led to a much more pleasurable one.
Here is how it started:

As a 9th grader, I joined the High School Basketball team. One of the
requirements for this was to get a physical from this school-approved
doctor. I think they had basically worked out a cheap deal with this
guy, but we all had to go to this one certain doctor.

He was 38 year old , but not too old. He was the type that liked to try to get kids to relate to him so that they would trust him and tell him stuff that they wouldn't tell their parents. Anybody who has had one of these exams knows that at one point the doctor is going to start feeling
around your balls. While this guy was doing this, he told me that my
balls looked bigger than normal, and he thought maybe I had a hernia.
Without going into all of the medical details, it led to him asking me
whether my balls were always big or were they sometimes more normal. I
hadn't paid much attention to what other guys' balls looked like
(although I had certainly seen other guy s in the showers and stuff.) I
didn't know how to answer his question.

I think he thought I was embarrassed or something because he started
trying to ask the question in other ways. I finally told him that I
thought my balls were normal. then he sort of asked me if
it would help for him to show me what he was talking about. I thought he
was going to go get some book with pictures or something. But the next
thing I know he is loosening his belt and pulling his pants down.

I was a little scared, but I was also excited about the prospect of being
able to exam someone's dick and balls up close. And this guy had one of
the thickest dicks I had ever seen, and he was uncut. I didn't recall
ever having seen someone uncut before, so I was really turned on. He
started talking to me like some sort of professor, telling me to notice
this and that about his balls. Finally, he sort of paused and said, go
ahead and take a closer look. My dick was getting hard and I since I was
still standing there totally exposed, I appreciated the chance to kneel
and hide myself. Plus, I was very excited about getting closer.

He asked me whether I could see what he was talking about, but I wanted
to continue, so I played dumb. Eventually he told me to feel his sack so
that I can feel how loose his balls were within it. I paused, but he
told me to go ahead. I positioned my hand so that as the tips of my
fingers followed his directions, the rest of my hand was practically
wrapped around his dick. By this time, I was hard as a rock, so I really
didn't want to have to stop and stand up. He told me to feel my own
balls, as I felt him, so that I could tell the difference. I just kept
rubbing and prodding without saying anything, so finally he told me to
stand up.

I stood up slowly, but there was no way to hide my gigantic hard-on. He
guided my hands to feel the same parts of his balls and my balls and was
explaining the differences. His thumb was sort of hooked over the top of
my erect dick. As he was talking he began telling me not to be
embarrassed about my "erection." He told me it was natural at my age to
be curious and turned on by other guys. He started talking to me like a
friendly counselor asking me about my experience and knowledge about
sex. I continued to play dumb, and he transitioned from me feeling his
and my balls to feeling our dicks. His was beginning to get hard too.
He began talking about masturbation and sex as he guided me to gently
jack us off.

Suddenly he got to the end of his little speech and he let go of my
hands. I think at this point I was supposed to stop jacking us off, but
I didn't. He sort of laughed and told me that I needed to stop before we
went too far. He asked me whether I had ever cummed. I told him I
wasn't sure, and he sort of allowed me to keep going until I cummed,
while he talked away about it all. He grabbed a paper towel and
positioned his hands to catch my cum. It didn't take me long, and he
cleaned me up.

Before I left, he asked me whether there were any other boys that I had
experimented with; I told him the truth that this was the first time I
had ever done anything like this. He was a little embarrassed because it
sounded like I was accusing him of having sex with me. He told me that
he thought it would be a good thing for me, and he said he knew some guys
that might be good partners for me, and that he might send one my way.
This was all very strange to me, and I didn't know what to make of it.

For several days, I fantasized about that guys coming to my house
and conducting sexual lessons like school or something. Eventually I
sort of forgot about his promise, so when Keeson stopped me in the hall
one day asking me to meet him after Basketball practice at his car, I had
no idea what was up.

Kesson was an 11th grader, so I wasn't part of his group of friends at
all. It was a complement that he even knew my name! He was pretty
popular, so I knew which car was his, and I was waiting for him. I
remember thinking I was so cool as I left with my friends that played
Basketball when I stopped at his car and told them that he had asked me to
hook up with him after practice. If I had had any idea what this was
about, I would never have let them know that I was meeting him!