TRUE FIRST TIME TALES
Charlie's First Time
Might be hard to believe but this is really what happened.
It was very close to the end of eighth grade. Puberty hit me at twelve, and by now I was horny all the time, got boners constantly, and was beating off at least once a day. My dick was five inches long now, and my balls were growing and hung down some. I loved the changes in my body, and loved playing with myself. I also loved seeing the guys naked in the showers in gym class, and I was dying to get some cock. I didn't have any big emotional crash when I realized I was gay. By my thirteenth birthday I knew I didn't want pussy, I wanted dick, and I was okay with that. More or less. It would have been easier and probably nice to be straight, but the desire for cock was strong.
I'd had a couple of crushes already. The first was in sixth grade when I was eleven. Yes, eleven. I was swimming with friends at the community pool, and this guy I didn't know was getting out of the pool as I was walking by, and his wet body was so awesome that I couldn't stop looking. He was maybe thirteen and just developing. The curve of his ass, the shape of his legs, the way he bulged out the front of his tight Speedos... it all made me feel so strange. I watched him all day as my friends and I swam. When he left, I said I had to use the bathroom, and followed him into the men's changing room door. I pretended I was going to a locker, and watched him go to his. I peeked around the corner as he dropped his swim suit. His pale butt was so nice. He didn't turn around, so I never saw what he had in front, but watching his ass as he bent over to get dressed made my dick so hard. It was my first lust boner. I beat off later that day for the first time. Then I got a crush on a guy in my class. Robert was so cute so suddenly. I so badly wanted to see what was in his pants. God, he was hot!
In seventh grade, I got to see Robert naked in gym class. Wonderful! I thought about his body as I beat off for weeks and months. By the end of seventh grade I accepted that I liked boys. It wasn't easy and it wasn't simple, but I accepted it and enjoyed my fantasies.
Through all of eighth grade I tried to figure out if anyone else was gay like me. None of my friends were, for sure. A couple were really fag haters, and I stopped hanging out with them so much. There didn't seem to be many gay guys, if any. I knew they were probably hiding, like I was.
I'd made a few new friends in junior high, and one was Jessie. He was so hot it almost hurt to look at him. Tall and lean, wavy sandy-blond hair, green eyes that were shaped so exotically, slightly tan complexion. He dressed really nicely, and seemed so awesome. He was in my Social Studies class in fourth period. He was really nice, and funny, and pretty smart. And up close, he was simply stunning. His lips were pretty much perfect, nicely red, and his perfect teeth were so white. He had this habit of poking his tongue out between his lips when he was concentrating on his work. So cute!
After a few weeks, we started going to each other's houses after school a couple times a week. I sometimes hoped he was gay too, but he sure didn't pick up on any of the questions I asked, and he didn't seem interested in talking about the topic. He seemed to avoid it, like the gay hater friends I'd had until last year. But at least he wasn't saying bad things about guys who were rumored to be gay. Hell, I was sometimes called a fag. So was some guys I was sure weren't even a little gay. Junior high kids can be so mean.
When I went over to his place after school, sometimes I was sure I could smell cum when I walked into his room. Hell, I knew guys our age beat off a lot. It was so hot to know he'd just done it in there. Most times I only smelled air freshener. He had his study hall in last period, so he sometimes left school early in good weather and when he rode his bike. I had Social Studies last period, and didn't like it much, so one day I decided to skip it and go over to Jessie's place early. He'd asked me to come over anyway, and I'd ridden my bike so I could. So, I skipped out early at the last minute, and tried to catch him before he rode off, but I missed him.
As I rode over to his place, I stopped to get a soda on the way. Burger King was only two blocks out of the way, but it was super busy and took a few minutes more waiting in line. When I got there, the front door wasn't locked, so I walked in and went up to his room. It wasn't usually locked when he knew I was coming over after school. I remember kind of hoping he was beating off, not expecting me for almost an hour yet, so I sort of sneaked up the stairs. His bedroom door was slightly open, and I sort of peeked in before I pushed it open.
That was when I heard it: A small, high, sort of whining groan. Like someone having sex. Then I heard something even more interesting: The unmistakable sound of someone sucking something.
He had someone in there with him, and someone was sucking something, and someone was liking something that felt really good!
That soft, muffled, high-pitched whining moan again. And more sounds of something being sucked.
Heavy breathing for a few seconds, then that sucking sound again, and then that high whining moan again. More sucking sounds. Another moan. Then more heavy breathing, sort of ragged and shaky.
He was having sex with someone! A girl, probably.
I listened, my dick fully hard, my breathing getting fast, my chest tingling.
I had to see, so I leaned a bit and put my face up to the opening, and saw two bare legs, feet on the floor, knees bent as if sitting. They weren't a girl's legs, too hairy below the knees. Too muscular. They sure could be Jessie's legs, or maybe some guy built like him. Probably his legs. They moved in and out a bit, the toes curling at times. Those sounds kept up. I leaned in further. I saw further up the legs, to where a head was face-down between them, upside-down, as if in a sixty-nine. It looked like Jessie's hair! His head was going up and down over the lap that belonged to those legs!
But that would mean Jessie was sucking a guy's dick!
I had to see more!
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