1. He Did it in My Mouth


    Date: 8/10/2015, Categories: First Time, Gay Male, Taboo, Author: brynnboi, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Introduction: ... first time, on my knees, dim basement, older man. I was quite young when I learned that the word “cocksucker” was more than just a word and that some males used the word to provoke others. And, I became excited when I learned that some males actually did suck on cocks. I became dizzy from the instant cravings that ignited within me. It was all I could think about for days even though I had fears of a being called a “queer” or “homo”, etc. I fantasized nightly to thoughts of hard cocks in my mouth but, being shy and lacking confidence, I wondered if I would ever actually do it. In those youthful days, I spent a lot of time at a place called The Basement, a subterranean hangout beneath the local Elk's club. Although they had moved to a newer location, they had not yet sold the building and that enabled parents and retired people to host k**s after school, especially those who were unsupervised, like me. I wasn't accustomed to supervision but I liked The Basement. It was climate-controlled and it had k**s that I liked, mostly girls because it was easy for me to relate to them unlike boys who were far too aggressive and confrontational. I became good friends with a girl named Taylor who didn't seem to mind that I was a bit scrawny and not very guy-like. Her grandfather Cal was an occasional overseer and he was also friendly. He talked to me a more than others which made me feel good. A couple of weeks after meeting him, I left The Basement early and he stopped ...
    me and said he wanted to talk. I don’t remember much of what we talked about but I do remember him saying that I was a “very pretty boy” and I liked that because each time before when I had been mistaken for a girl, it had excited me. I thanked Cal and smiled and felt warmth and pride. When I got home, I spent the night trying to sort the myriad of crazy notions that collided within me. I liked that he had approved of me and I liked the “pretty boy” comment but I was uncertain about what it all meant. The next time we talked, he said a phrase that affected me so much that I can still see his face and hear the inflection in his voice. He said, “I like you Brynn. And, I like your very pretty little mouth.” My knees trembled. Those words . . . that phrase--&#034pretty little mouth&#034--it drove me crazy. I don’t remember what I might have said in response but I'm sure I smiled because smiling came easy to me. I wondered if a smile would cause him to seek more and, if he did, what would I do? What if . . . What if he wanted me to, you know, suck . . . suck on his cock? But, my imaginations ceased when one word popped into my head like a brick shattering glass. What word? Taylor! Cal was Taylor’s grandfather! How could I possibly fantasize about sucking on her grandfather's . . . &#034thing&#034 . . . his . . . penis? She was my friend! How would I ever face her and how much would she hate me if I ever did that and she found out? I had always been susceptible to attention from ...
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