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When I was 12 years old, I was just into that time of life when I was changing. So it was no wonder that I was curious about everything. There were about five of us that hung around together. We would go from school over to the park that was next to it, to smoke and fool around. This was at lunch time.
One of the guys , named Jack, was more or less the leader of the pack. As I told you he was our age but very mature for a 13 year old. Even one of the female teachers noticed him as being an outstanding young man. LOL
Often one of the guys would bring dirty stories to school with him. I think he got them from his older brother. Someone would read the story aloud and Jack would jerk off as he listened to the hot story. At the time I thought it was pretty funny, and we all envied his big cock. It was that.
Then at night as I played around with myself trying to get off, I all of a sudden began to think about talk about sucking dick. I tried to imagine someone doing me. Then I began to wonder if jack wanted to suck someone, because he talked about it an awful lot. Soon my thought began to get me to a point where I would think about him doing me, and me doing him. Favor for favor sort a thing. Then I got to the 69 plan. It excited me and it got worst as time went on.
One sunny day when we were walking back from lunch, I held him back a few steps behind the rest of the crowd, and told him about my idea. I don't really remember what I said exactly. Nevertheless, he agreed.
In class we passed notes back and forth; making plans for our little trip into the unknown. I drew little stick men to show him how we would do the 69. I can't imagine what would have happened if Miss Beam ( our teacher) would have caught us, and read one of the notes.
After school we met outside and took off for one of our little hideouts. It was a vacant lot across from the park. It was over grown with bushes and trees. In the center was a big log where we sat around bullshiting, smoking, and what ever else we did at that age. Later we used it a few times for girls.
As we entered the privity of the hideout Jack asked me if I was sure I wanted to do what we planned. I told him that I was, although I was really scared as hell. But, the idea of getting my Johnnie sucked was very strong encouragement.
Jack simply unzipped his Levis and took out his big cock. I didn't know what to do. So I said I guess I go first. He nodded yes, so I got down on my knees in front of him. By then he was very horny because I never seen his cock so big. I sware to you, It was a full 8" at least and as big around as my wrist was at that time.
Well, there I was. It was shit or get off the pot time. I was never one to back off. I never brake promises or chicken out. So I closed my eyes as I took him in hand and slid my lips over his huge cock. I remember thinking about the taste, there wasn't a taste at all, except for the taste of any skin. My jaws were fully open as I took him into my mouth and slid up and his shaft a few times.
I then got up with my hand on my fly and said, " your turn."
"I don't suck no" one he said.
You can imagine how I felt. I figured I really fucked up. I imagined him telling everyone in school that I sucked his cock, and I was in for plenty of hell. Then even to my surprise, I figured, what the hell, I'm already cooked. Why worry.
I called him back as he was leaving and told him that it was ok if he didn't want to do it. I also let him know that I was willing to try it some more. He was more then willing. So, I was back on my knees in front of him again taking it into my mouth. This time as I sucked I unbuckled his belt and pulled his pants down to his knees and grabbed his bare ass and pulled him to me. I got every inch of it into my mouth and down my throat. I remember his pubic hair tickling my nose. I began to actually enjoy it.
Now I began to worry about if he was going to cum. I stopped for a minute and asked him to tell me if he was getting ready to let loose, so I could get off in time. That part wasn't something I fantasized about. I don't know how much time passed, not much I'm sure. Jack began to squirm and soon he gasped that he was getting close.
I started to pull away but was enjoying it so much that I kind of took my time. I figured he would tell me just before. He might have, but it was then that he began to trickle a little. Again I wanted to back off, but before I could, I hesitated a bit. It wasn't terrible at all,. In fact it seemed quite normal and natural, So I began to go to work on him with more intensity. He moaned a warning that I chose to ignore.
When Jack came, it was with such force that it surprised me. There was a huge amount of the creamy white stuff blasted against the back of my throat. He pushed himself deeper into my mouth and I could the pulse of his cock spurting cum . The fear was gone. I grabbed his dick at the base and pumped every drop of cum from his marvelous tube.
So, there you go. That was my first time. There is lots more to tell, but I would be typing all day. In brief, I didn't do a guy again for a real long time. I dated and enjoyed girls to the limit. I was quite a stud. I got married while I was in the service, and it ended in devoice. I married one more time for a few years and enjoyed a healthy sex life. However the memory of Jack stays with me till this day. I never feel in love with a man, never. I always did it purely for the sex. If you want to continue this E-mail me and I will tell more of the fun things I did. I wouldn't mind hearing some about you also.

Hawk