It was July, a few days past my sixteenth birthday. My parents, who were very strict, had packed me off to Boston to take care of my ailing grandmother. She lived just off the commons, and every day I'd push her along the garden paths in her wheelchair. She retired early every night, and since my parents weren't around, I would slip out and explore the city, happy about my new found freedom.
Because I was no longer under the control of my parents, I spent a great deal of time thinking about sex. Soon I was spending all my evenings roaming the combat zone, itching to see what was in those XXX places. I was always chased away, but one day, when I walked up to an x-rated movie house, there was a different man selling tickets and he let me in.
I eagerly pushed my way through the turnstile into the darkened theater. There on the screen was a guy on his knees licking another guys huge cock. I stood there wideeyed, watching him lapping that huge cock, looking like he loved it. I had never seen anything like this before and it really turned me on. I groped my way forward in the darkness, stumbling against some seats, until I got down close to the front. I sat down, my eyes glued to the screen. I watched in awe, as his tongue ran around the crown of that big cock. Suddenly I heard an "excuse me" and a guy pushed past me and sat on my left. I still hadn't become used to the darkness, but I could tell he was watching me intently. When he put his hand on the armrest against mine, I moved mine away. I was annoyed that with all the seats in the theater, this guy had to sit next to me.
I became reabsorbed in the movie. The guy on his knees had taken that big cock in his mouth, his cheeks sunk in like he was drinking through a straw. The guy standing let out a loud groan, pulled his cock out, and shot a load all over his face. There was still some cum hanging from the cock, and the guy on his knees caught it on his tongue, swallowed it, and then started licking the cock clean. Suddenly I felt this light pressure on my thigh. I immediately realized what was going on; this guy was after me! I thought about getting up and leaving, but his touch felt so good, I became excited. When he began to move his hand up my thigh, I started to shiver in anticipation. Here in the darkness, some stranger was about to introduce me to sex!
When he reached my crotch, he began to rub my cock through my cutoffs. It felt wonderful: I could hardly sit still. My heart began to pound. He found my zipper, pulled it down and slipped his hand inside my cutoffs. His hand roamed around over my briefs, fondling my balls, then up and around my hard cock.
He leaned his head against mine, squeezed my cock and whispered, "Whew, that's a hot cock. I could really make you feel good if I got those briefs off. I live a block away; let's go to my place." I blurted out, "I don't know; I've never done this before". "You don't know what you've been missing. Look at that screen. I'd love to do that to you" he said seductively, as he continued to stroke my cock taking away all my resistence. I did a double take when we got outside. He was a big strong black guy in his late twenties. His head was completely shaved, and he had a gold earing on his left ear. He wore a tight white teeshirt which enhanced his huge pecs, also white tennis shorts, which stretched against his muscular upper thighs. We were quite a contrast; me slight and blond, weighing 140 pounds soaking wet, he big, strong and dark.
It was now dusk, and the streets were busy. Several guys called out to him. I liked his popularity and confident manner, but I was still nervous about going to his place. He sensed that and said, "Relax, we'll be at my place in no time, and it will be just like it was back in the theater." His living room was full of exercise equipment, with a mat for a rug. One wall was full of pictures of him in various poses. He saw me admiring them and said, "If we start right now, I can have you looking like that in no time." I laughed. "Here let me set this nautilus machine to see what you can do. Strip down to your briefs, so you can have full movement. I'll be right back."
He went into the bedroom and came out wearing just a jockstrap. His skin glistened like it had been oiled, and the rippled muscles on his chest cavity and abdomen were awesome. But it was that huge bulge that was pushing out his jock that got my attention. He saw me staring and smiled, "I can put that guy in the movie to shame." He patted the bulge saying, "Some of those guys calling out to me on the way over, would pay good money for this cock. But there's nothing I like better than inexpierienced young guys."He lit a joint and said, "Try this, it will relax you and make you real horny." He showed me how to smoke it. Soon I felt light and very high, and started to swoon. He put his arm around me to steady me, and pulled me against him. How strong he was! We rocked back and forth together, my brief clad skinny white body, against his jock clad muscular black body. I became conscious of that bulge pressing against my groin.
I felt him peeling down my briefs, and his big hand moving up between my legs. When he touched my balls, I gasped in pleasure. He chuckled and whispered, "I'm gonna get you real hot." He touched my cock and it stiffened, but he went right back to my balls. He kept fondling my balls, occasionally stroking my cock, teasing me until I was so horny, I kept shifting my feet and groaning.
He drew me down to the mat and placed a pillow under my head, then knelt over me. He pulled his jockstrap down and his cock sprang out, bouncing up and down above my face. It was almost twice as long as mine and much thicker. Thick veins protruded all along the shaft. He stroked it hard, and the head flared and the slit opened. He sat down on my chest and brought it close to my face.
He touched the head to my lips. It was so warm; so hard! High from the pot I flashed on the guy on his knees in the movie, and how he loved licking that big cock. I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue. He lay his huge cockhead on my tongue, and I tasted the salty liquid running out of his slit. It was delicious. How his cock jumped when I began to lick the slit for more. It swelled even larger and began to throb as I licked it all over. He began to really work the shaft with his hand, and his cockhead began to spasm. He let out a loud groan, and a stream of warm sticky cum landed on my face. A gob of cum hung from his twitching cockhead and I caught it with my tongue, and swallowed it. He rubbed his cock in the cum on my face and I licked it clean.
There was more pot, and he continued to tease my cock. I remember him walking around, with his big cock swinging between his legs. How he sat me down on top of it, and pulled my ass cheeks apart with his strong hands. I remembered the pain when he entered my ass, but how incredibly good it felt to ride up and down that long black pole. How I moaned in ecstasy as it kept rubbing my prostrate, and how my head exploded as I shot a load of cum all over him. How he rolled me over onto my back and pinned my legs up over his shoulders, and made me take all of his cock. How it felt like to have my bowels filled with cock. How often that summer, he got me high, filled my mouth with cum and reamed my ass for hours.
Because I was no longer under the control of my parents, I spent a great deal of time thinking about sex. Soon I was spending all my evenings roaming the combat zone, itching to see what was in those XXX places. I was always chased away, but one day, when I walked up to an x-rated movie house, there was a different man selling tickets and he let me in.
I eagerly pushed my way through the turnstile into the darkened theater. There on the screen was a guy on his knees licking another guys huge cock. I stood there wideeyed, watching him lapping that huge cock, looking like he loved it. I had never seen anything like this before and it really turned me on. I groped my way forward in the darkness, stumbling against some seats, until I got down close to the front. I sat down, my eyes glued to the screen. I watched in awe, as his tongue ran around the crown of that big cock. Suddenly I heard an "excuse me" and a guy pushed past me and sat on my left. I still hadn't become used to the darkness, but I could tell he was watching me intently. When he put his hand on the armrest against mine, I moved mine away. I was annoyed that with all the seats in the theater, this guy had to sit next to me.
I became reabsorbed in the movie. The guy on his knees had taken that big cock in his mouth, his cheeks sunk in like he was drinking through a straw. The guy standing let out a loud groan, pulled his cock out, and shot a load all over his face. There was still some cum hanging from the cock, and the guy on his knees caught it on his tongue, swallowed it, and then started licking the cock clean. Suddenly I felt this light pressure on my thigh. I immediately realized what was going on; this guy was after me! I thought about getting up and leaving, but his touch felt so good, I became excited. When he began to move his hand up my thigh, I started to shiver in anticipation. Here in the darkness, some stranger was about to introduce me to sex!
When he reached my crotch, he began to rub my cock through my cutoffs. It felt wonderful: I could hardly sit still. My heart began to pound. He found my zipper, pulled it down and slipped his hand inside my cutoffs. His hand roamed around over my briefs, fondling my balls, then up and around my hard cock.
He leaned his head against mine, squeezed my cock and whispered, "Whew, that's a hot cock. I could really make you feel good if I got those briefs off. I live a block away; let's go to my place." I blurted out, "I don't know; I've never done this before". "You don't know what you've been missing. Look at that screen. I'd love to do that to you" he said seductively, as he continued to stroke my cock taking away all my resistence. I did a double take when we got outside. He was a big strong black guy in his late twenties. His head was completely shaved, and he had a gold earing on his left ear. He wore a tight white teeshirt which enhanced his huge pecs, also white tennis shorts, which stretched against his muscular upper thighs. We were quite a contrast; me slight and blond, weighing 140 pounds soaking wet, he big, strong and dark.
It was now dusk, and the streets were busy. Several guys called out to him. I liked his popularity and confident manner, but I was still nervous about going to his place. He sensed that and said, "Relax, we'll be at my place in no time, and it will be just like it was back in the theater." His living room was full of exercise equipment, with a mat for a rug. One wall was full of pictures of him in various poses. He saw me admiring them and said, "If we start right now, I can have you looking like that in no time." I laughed. "Here let me set this nautilus machine to see what you can do. Strip down to your briefs, so you can have full movement. I'll be right back."
He went into the bedroom and came out wearing just a jockstrap. His skin glistened like it had been oiled, and the rippled muscles on his chest cavity and abdomen were awesome. But it was that huge bulge that was pushing out his jock that got my attention. He saw me staring and smiled, "I can put that guy in the movie to shame." He patted the bulge saying, "Some of those guys calling out to me on the way over, would pay good money for this cock. But there's nothing I like better than inexpierienced young guys."He lit a joint and said, "Try this, it will relax you and make you real horny." He showed me how to smoke it. Soon I felt light and very high, and started to swoon. He put his arm around me to steady me, and pulled me against him. How strong he was! We rocked back and forth together, my brief clad skinny white body, against his jock clad muscular black body. I became conscious of that bulge pressing against my groin.
I felt him peeling down my briefs, and his big hand moving up between my legs. When he touched my balls, I gasped in pleasure. He chuckled and whispered, "I'm gonna get you real hot." He touched my cock and it stiffened, but he went right back to my balls. He kept fondling my balls, occasionally stroking my cock, teasing me until I was so horny, I kept shifting my feet and groaning.
He drew me down to the mat and placed a pillow under my head, then knelt over me. He pulled his jockstrap down and his cock sprang out, bouncing up and down above my face. It was almost twice as long as mine and much thicker. Thick veins protruded all along the shaft. He stroked it hard, and the head flared and the slit opened. He sat down on my chest and brought it close to my face.
He touched the head to my lips. It was so warm; so hard! High from the pot I flashed on the guy on his knees in the movie, and how he loved licking that big cock. I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue. He lay his huge cockhead on my tongue, and I tasted the salty liquid running out of his slit. It was delicious. How his cock jumped when I began to lick the slit for more. It swelled even larger and began to throb as I licked it all over. He began to really work the shaft with his hand, and his cockhead began to spasm. He let out a loud groan, and a stream of warm sticky cum landed on my face. A gob of cum hung from his twitching cockhead and I caught it with my tongue, and swallowed it. He rubbed his cock in the cum on my face and I licked it clean.
There was more pot, and he continued to tease my cock. I remember him walking around, with his big cock swinging between his legs. How he sat me down on top of it, and pulled my ass cheeks apart with his strong hands. I remembered the pain when he entered my ass, but how incredibly good it felt to ride up and down that long black pole. How I moaned in ecstasy as it kept rubbing my prostrate, and how my head exploded as I shot a load of cum all over him. How he rolled me over onto my back and pinned my legs up over his shoulders, and made me take all of his cock. How it felt like to have my bowels filled with cock. How often that summer, he got me high, filled my mouth with cum and reamed my ass for hours.
