Where it happened: His house/camping
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 4
Category: Straight
I have several “first times”. My absolute first sexual contact with
another person was when I was about 10, with my neighbor.
During the summer, I’d sleep over at his house once a week or so.
We’d sleep downstairs in the living room, staying up until all
hours.
One time, he told me one of the other boys in his class told him how
great it felt to get his dick sucked. We laid back and thought
about it, and wished we knew a girl that would do that to us. Then,
one of us (probably him) made the observation that we didn’t need a
girl; we could do it to each other. So we tried it, even though we
couldn’t come, nor did we even know what that was. We did that many
times that summer.
My next “first time” happened a few years later. My best friend and
I were both in our early teens (14-15). We would camp out in the
woods as often as we could, often 2 or 3 nights a week that summer.
We had played with each others’ dicks quite a bit, and had sucked
each other off a number of times.
One day, he showed me a couple of “fuck books” he got from a friend.
It was real hard core stuff, and one of them showed a guy
butt-fucking a girl. There was a letter in the “advisor” column in
one of the other magazines asking how to do anal sex, and there was
a step-by-step reply of how to do it. We decided to try that next
time we went camping, a few days later.
Somehow, we decided that he was going to fuck me first. I got on my
hands and knees, the magazine in front of me, reading directions to
him. He got a gob of Vaseline on his finger, and slowly put it in
my asshole. I had a twinge of pain, but nothing serious. A second
finger went in, then a third. Still no real pain.
He pulled his fingers out of me, and then greased up his dick. The
first couple of times, he ended sliding up my butt crack instead of
in the hole. Finally, he got the angle right, and he rammed it all
the way in. I saw stars from the pain. The magazine said that once
he was in, he was not to pull out until the pain subsided. It took
a few (long) moments, but it did. He slowly started moving in and
out. I started to relax, and soon he was fucking me full speed. I
was starting to get into it when he blew his load up my ass.
Then, it was my turn. We went through the same procedure, though I
got the angle right the first time, and went in slowly.
We talked about it a couple of days later. He really liked fucking
me, but didn’t really care for me fucking him. He’d still let me
fuck him, though, if I wanted to. Actually, I preferred to get a
blow job instead, which suited him just fine. This lasted a couple
more years; him fucking me, then sucking me.
It was several years later that I finally got some pussy. For the
life of me, I can’t remember her name. I was 21, and this girl I
met literally on the street said she’d let me fuck her if I bought
her some alcohol. I did, she did, we did, and I never saw her
again. A bit of a letdown, really.
I’m married now, and really do prefer pussy, though I do enjoy some
dick every now and then…
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