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| Posted By: crotchwatcher Posted On: October 3rd Views: 2916 | A New Friend called Keith This is a story that happened when I was younger in my mid teens. I had been raised in a religious home, We had revival meeting often, and would have a visiting minister and his family come in to town and hold "Revival Meeting for a week or sometimes two weeks." This one time, Reverend Alton Latham and his family came into town, Now Reverend and his wife had six kids, four Girls and Two sons, well, the eldest son was off to college, and his second son Keith was my age. Rev. Latham and his wife and girls stayed in the extra church parsonage, but My mother, being the saint she was, offered to let Keith Stay at our home during the revival,feeling that he would like to be with someone his own age. Well Keith was a good looking guy around my age, and although I wasn't too keen on him staying and sharing my bedroom, and of course my double bed with me, these two weeks turned out to be two of the best weeks of my life. Keith was a really good looking young man, of about seventeen or so, He was well built, and rather muscular. Well that first night was a night of getting to know Keith, boy did we get to know each other. We stripped for bed, and I felt this funny feeling at the sight of seeing Keith's almost naked handsome body, that cock of his was doing an awesome job of filling those white briefs Keith was wearing. As we giggled and scuffled and finally crawled into bed, the moonlight was flooding thru the window illuminating the bedroom, and it was almost like daylight. We finally settled down and layed there quietly for a while, I guess Keith thought I was asleep and he gently rolled over and I felt his hand pressing on my hardening cock, I could feel his thumb and forefinger gently squeezing my cock as it grew longer and harder, god it was feeling so friggen awesome, I had never had anyone but me touch my cock before, It really was feeling fantastic. The next thing I knew Keith was doing his best to gently fish my cock out of my white briefs, I just layed back and let him, My cock was so stiff and hard it was aching, I felt it as he finally got it out of my briefs. Keith leaned over and took my hard cock into his mouth and began to suck my hard cock, this was the most intensly fantastic feeling and sensations I had ever felt. I knew it wasn't going to last very much longer. I felt the climax building up and I felt myself moaning a little, the most awesome sensations were shooting thru my body from my cock shaft and head, and I had gripped the sheets of my bed and was pulling them loose, I raised up on my elbows just as I pushed Keiths head deep down on my boner almost gagging him. I held it there as my cock pumped out about seven or eight vollies of cum. God was it ever awesome. Keith swallowed ever drop. "Holy Sh-t" that was fantastic Keith, where did you learn to do that?" I ask. "A guy at a church last summer taught me," he said. I found myself reaching over and I felt his cock thru his briefs. It was the biggest cock I had ever seen much less touched, I would say it felt like it must have been a very thick eight plus inches, I pulled Keith's briefs off and took his cock into my mouth, it was different than mine, he still had a foreskin, like my Dad. I slid that skin back and took his cockhead into my mouth for the first time and I fell in love with the new taste and sucking. It took Keith about five minutes and I got my first mouthfull of man seed, I loved it, and didn't stop untill I had drained him dry. I was addicted to cock, to cum, and the feeling of getting sucked off, I think Keith and I had oral sex every night he was there, and from that time on every summer when Rev.Latham came to town, Keith made a bee-line to my house to stay with me and it was like renewing an old Friendship. This is a true Story, but I changed their names to possibly prevent anyone embarassment. |
| Posted By: josh Posted On: October 1st Views: 3013 | THESE STORIES ...are great. You guys have had some interesting and exciting experiences. The ones with wide line separations are easiest to read. My encounters are mostly frustrations. I just don't seem to have the courage to take some of the chances maybe I should. How do I find other guys who might have this same interest I do ? I tried once to cop a feel from a friend of my older brother. He was spending the night on the couch at our house. I got to hold his cock for a few minutes and it swelled really big and hard in my hand. Then he rolled over on his stomach to be out of reach. He never said anything and still stays over sometimes, but I'm afraid to try anything again. |
| Posted By: A@#$%^S Posted On: September 29th Views: 3333 | A Hot Relative I used to work in a small village as a teacher, where I had this touching experience which I Hd already writte.. After 3 yrs working there I was transfered to this small hilly town where I have some of my cousins living. There a saw a young lad of about 17yrs of age, dark and very sexy. He used to put on tight pants which reveals his huge buldge. I inquired about him and came to know that he is a distant relative of my cousin and came to live with them for sometime. His name was SANJ. I talked with him, I dont know it seemed to me he was also interested in me. I used to take him in pub where I found that he was a heavy drinker. One day he told me that he gives very nice massage if I am interested he can give me massage. I instantly agreed and planned that next day he will stay with me . I took permission from my cousins. Next evening he came. He brought a bottle of whisky. we cooked together and after dinner and lots of booze he became ready to give me massage. He told me to undress and I Obeyed him(as I was high with whisky) and took out my clothes except underpants. he said that Why dont I take out that one also and himself slid my last clothes. By then my d..k became rockhard and standing like a pole. I am 7'uncut. He said"wow! you have a great pole and tookme to bed. He then starting giving me massage on my body. Occassionally he used to touch my d..k. I noticed that his pant was about to brust due to his buldge. I told him to stop and get up and started undressing him. I unzipped him and took out his d..ck. My god it was huge, really huge about 8 and half inch and very thick. I said oh you have a great tool there. He said 'brother it is all yours". By then it was becoming impossible for me to rsist. I took hold of his love tool and started jacking him. "Oh, brother, please take it in your mouth." He was moaning, and I took his head in my mouth which was of plum sized. I stared giving him blowjob. Then we moved in 69 position. He took my d..k in his mouth and started sucking me with great love and affection. My got he was better than that student with whom I had my first experience. We sucked each other like hell for full 15 minutes. Then he sstarted trembling and shut his load without any warning. My mouth filled with his cream and in the mean time I also shoot my cumming in his mouth which he gulped . After sometime we got up. Then he told me that he fell in love with me the day he say me. I told him that I had same feeling for him from the day I met him. That night we both slept holding each other in arms. After that day he regularly used visit me. WE had many more experiences together which I will write in future. |
| Posted By: collegeboy Posted On: September 28th Views: 3467 | under the partition I attend a large university with evidence of "activity". Notes are left on bathroom walls that advertise action in the architecture building basement so i check it out. Lots of heavy marble walls, but still there are holes left by fixtures that have been removed in a couple of the slabs so you can watch your neighbor. When I go into one of the stalls someone is already in the next one. I drop trou and boxers to the floor and stand a sec or two to give my neighbor a peek at the goods just in case he is interested. I'm half hard just at the anticipation. An eye is already at one of the holes checking me out. I have a nice boner. Then a hand motions for me to put my goods under the partition. So I drop to my knees and slide the lower half of my body under the wall rhat separates us. Plenty of room and I'm into his space past my bellybutton. I can lay back and rest my back on the floor. The strain on my thighs is intense, but it only heightens the tension in my leg and stomach muscles, better for an explosive orgasm. My neighbor is impressed, "man you are awesome" my workouts pay off. A decent buff bod will get you all the attention you can handle if that's your thing. And i love getting sucked off. I have a girlfriend, but it's not marriage serious or anything. She wants to be a virgin when she marries. That's totally cool and I understand. I learned a few years ago that there were plenty dudes that love to suck cock, and being an athlete has its advantages. This guy has his hands all over me and buries my dick in his throat within seconds. I would like this to last at least a few minutes, but it's all so intense and someone could walk into the john any minute. A double set of outer doors is an advantage "cause you can hear the first outer door open. It creeks. How cool. So i have myself under the partition up to my rib cage and this dude is swallowing some serious cock. I've got a nice thick cut eight inches to feed this hungry boy and he is wasting no time. Then he stops sucking and i can feel him just holding my meat and running his fingers up and down the shaft and fingering my balls. He has a really nice touch. He's admiring the goods. He mumbles some stuff about dicks and balls and loads of cum and how he wants me to give him all i got. He's going to get it alright, as soon as he gets his mouth back on my cock. He's got some sort of lube going as he jacks on my meat and my head is getting dizzy, maybe from the position i'm in. I have my ankles in my hands as I pull my legs back and lay almost flat on the floor. This dude really knows what makes a guy feel good and he is doing it all. He's back sucking my dick and I can feel a fingertip at my back door. Not inside, just ever so slight and I lose it all. I don't have to explain what a dude feels when he pops a load. It's ****ing unbelievable. My whole body is jerking in a series of spasms. He gets his money shot. I'm wasted. I sure hope that door doesn't open 'cause I'm going to have trouble getting back to a standing position for a few secs. He keeps my dick in his mouth and I can feel him milk the last of the cumload from my dick. I need to get up. That pretty much took the fight out of me. Thanks man, he says. Damn dude, THANK YOU." I get myself together and sit for a minute. I peek through one of the holes and he's holding his phone. I can see there is a dick on the screen. It's mine. He scrolls through some shots, the guy has photographed the blow job he just gave me. What the ****. I keep watching the screen as he scrolls. More and more and more shots of dicks and cocks shooting loads and closeups of him sucking dicks. No telling how many guys this dude has on that camera getting their nuts off. At least there are no faces except for his, but I couldn't make out a clear face, just his mouth mostly around some slick-wet cock. Time to get out of there. I can walk now. Next time one of you boys is in the middle of getting a suck-job keep your eyes open just in case your feeder happens to be recording the event. NO FACES PLEASE !!!!!!!!!!!! |
| Posted By: steven Posted On: September 27th Views: 3274 | searching for something ...and not knowing how to go about it. And feeling like you are the only person in the world that feels the way you do. You are interested in guys,but haven't the foggiest idea as how to go about expressing your feelings to anyone, especially another guy. It's only by trial and error, mostly error that we learn. If there just wasn't so much trial and suffering in the process. The Greeks had a system that introduced young boys to the world of sex. Most kids today are made to feel guilty and ashamed of their feelings. It's no wonder so many kids today are confused and frustrated. Boys especially need someone to confide in. Someone who will accept them as they are, flaws and all. Introduce a same-sex interest to the equation and life becomes even more traumatic. The first time for most of was a major event in our young or even not so young lives. That first time experience will be with us for the rest of our lives. It does us good to have the experiences of others to relate to in our own search for credibility as we re-trace and re-live our own struggles with sexual identity. Where were all of you when i was fourteen ? |
| Posted By: steven Posted On: September 27th Views: 2952 | feeling a guy It seems to be the only way to explore the type of activity our young minds are struggling with. You just don't go up to someone you have a desire for and ask if you can handle the contents of their package. There is a safety and security in doing it to a guy while he is asleep. We can satisfy our curiosity and needs and no-one knows but ourselves, (or so we think). Rarely ,if ever is the guy asleep. Pretending perhaps, but not truly asleep. He's getting off giving us the impression that he is asleep. We're just too young and inexperienced to believe any different. He gets what he wants we get what we want, and neither has to face the embarrasement of thinking anyone knows what we are doing. It's a sexual education and I am very thankful I had an uncle who let me do some of the things I did to him. He never let on that he knew my secret. He also never took advantage of me. He just made himself available to my experimentation. I will be forever grateful to him for his patience and tolerance. We've never talked aboutthe experience, but I hope and do believe that he somehow understood what i was going through. He always treated me well and with respect. He got married and it all ended as far as the sex went. He was 22 and I was 14. We were the only ones in the house that afternoon. He was asleep on his back on the couch and I was watching television. I was looking at him sleep and wanting to suck his dick really badly. I crawled over to him and slowly unbottoned his 501's and worked his dick out of his boxers. He was hard and it was beautiful. That was the last blow-job I was to give him. He got married shortly after that. He's still a great friend and uncle, but i must admit that I still would like to have his dick for myself once in a while. |
| Posted By: todd Posted On: September 27th Views: 2834 | high school girlfriend's uncle Yes Hands i can relate to what you are saying about the excitement and feeling as you made every move. I remember them too, from the first time i wanted to touch another guy's bulge (my older sister's b/f) to touching a friends cousin, to feeling up my own friends. I'll never remember when i snuck in my g/f's uncle's house. I was about 18-19 then and my g/f at the time lived in a 2 family house and her grandmother and uncle, who is about my age, lived down stairs on the 1st floor. well her grandmother at this time had a boyfriend and was living with him so her uncle was the only one in the house downstairs. well one night after saying good night and leaving i was walking past the windows downstairs and saw her uncle in there walking around getting the couch ready for bed (thats where he slept). he was just in his tighty whities and no shirt on. he wasnt the handsomeist guy in the world but had a great body, hot ass and nice bulge. anyway i knew i wanted to feel him up and possibly get more so i went home then later snuck out the house and went back to my g/f house. i looked through the window and saw him in there kinda watching tv and kinda trying to go to sleep. i went around to the other side of the house, found an unlocked window, climbed through and went through the kitchen to the living room. i stood at the doorway of the living room, peaking around to see him trying to go to sleep. he would every so often turn around look at the tv then turn back to try to sleep. now its about 2 am and he is trying to sleep. i waited and noticed he didnt turn over anymore so i snuck in the door, turned off the tv and proceeded to crawl over to the couch. i lay next to the couch and reached up with my hand and put it on the couch. now, my heart was racing a mile a minute and i trembled with fear and excitement. i reached up and lay my hand on to his butt. i left it there for a second then started to rub and firmly squeeze it. he didnt move so i got up on my knees and proceeded to move my hand up over his hip and down the front. i found that he was hard as rock. i gave him a firm squeeze then decided to go inside to grab ahold of it. still shaking and nervous, i was so excited that even i was hard. i grabbed ahold of his shaft and held it there. then slowly i would stroke it. i could feel his precum on the head and i would rub it all over. i then with my other hand tried to pull him towards me to get him to turn on his back. he must have got the hint because he did. i then pulled back the waist band and put it down under his balls and now his dick and balls were exposed in the dark and he was fully hard. i took ahold of him and began stroking him and watched his eyes to see if he was awake. at first he was "asleep". i leaned down and then began to suck on him slowly, slowly at first then more steady and deep. i continued to blow him slowly, all the time watching his face and eyes. i then decided to pull his underwear off and did that. he kinda helped when i needed to get them past his butt he lifted up for me. i knew then he wasnt asleep. i got then off he spread his legs apart a bit. i undid my shorts and pulled them down and while sucking on him stroked myself. i would deep throat him and stroke at the same time. my heart beat fast the whole time. while doing this it did look like he was peeking his eyes open. well all the excitement of what i was doing got me close to cumming and i knew i was going to blow so while still his member in my mouth, i cupped my hand while i stroked and blew a wad into my hand. I seemd to have a large discharge, more than usual, probably because of the adrenaline. i took my hand and now wiped what i had all over his dick and proceeded to stroke him. it was instant lube. this made him go crazy. as i stroked him i could see his hips moving in motion to the stroking, like he was f**king my hand. then i heard him softly moaning and breathing heavy. then after a couple of minutes doing that, he thrusted upward and i felt his d**k shooting off its content, it went all over his chest, hit his face and upper part of his neck, and while the whole time he was breathing fastere and faster. after it was done, his breathing slowed down and again he pretended to be "asleep" i wiped my hand on the sheet that was there and just looked at him, wet with his man juice on him and his d**k slowly going soft. at that point i pulled my own shorts up and snuck back out of the room and into the room i came in. i was standing there and i saw him go to the bathroom naked. he grabbed a towel, cleaned himself up and put on his tighty whities once again and then went back to go to sleep. i left and went home. that was the hottest. i continued doing that over the summer. there were even times where he would be naked under the blankets hard like he was waiting for me. i eventually got naked myself and get on the couch with him. once or twice i got him to stroke me and lay on me naked poking at me. i told him once to put it in me but he said no cuz he was nervous too. after a while he started locking the windows, then the doors then at the point i couldnt get in at all. i even called him on the phone one night and told him to unlock the door and he told me no that it had to stop or he would say something. After that he would try to avoid me anytime he saw me but would always give me a smile. i guess he didnt want to come to the fact that he was enjoying what we were doing. if i could only turn the clock back...... |
| Posted By: jeff Posted On: September 26th Views: 2907 | my brother this is true, and it happened several year's ago. i was about 24 year's old. i was still in the closet, i was living with my girlfriend at the time. we were living together, and had been for about 3 years or so. we went to visit my parent's out of town. since we were not married at the time, we could not sleep together in the same bed under my parent's roof. so, my mom said that she would sleep in my old room, and i was to sleep with my brother in his room that night, he was about 17 or 18 at the time and still lived at home. well, that night, my girlfriend, my mom and myself had stayed up pretty late, when i went up the stairs to my brother's room, he had already went to sleep. he always had been a very heavy sleeper with a really load snore, so i new he was asleep. well, i lay there next to him in the double bed. i could feel him there. little by little i would gently touch his chest and belly, working my way down to his cock. he does not wear underware, and had on very loose fitting old ratty shorts on. well, i made my way down to his cock and it was a little hard, so i gently and lightly touched it, making sure not to wake him up, listening to his snoring pattern. as the time went by, seems like forever, my heart was beating so fast, i had moved his shorts leg over and edged his very thick cock out of his shorts. i had never been with a guy before, but had an urge to taste his cock so bad, my mouth was watering. i slowly slid down little by little and got down till my face was right at his cock. i gently kissed to tip of the head and lightly licked the tip. i got a little more brave and wrapped my lipps around it and tasted it for the very first time, i was so scared and so turned on at the same time. i must have sucked a little too hard, because he snorted and i froze, i didn't want to get caught sucking my brother in his bed, so i carefully put things back the way i found it. slowly crept out of the bed, and made my way to the bathroom, were i took out my dripping and messy cock out of my draws and shot all over the bathroom sink. i then when back, got into bed and went to sleep. he was still the same as i had left him. it was hard to sleep that night, but he never knew what i had done. i confessed a couple years later, i wished i had been brave enough to have just sucked him off that night. |
| Posted By: Jimmy Posted On: September 25th Views: 2908 | My neighbor, True story. I must have been about 13 years old and living in a duplex. In the front home there were about 4 migrant workers living there. They worked throughout the day, but would come home after about 5PM. I often wondered why men lived together with no women or kids, so I asked my mother about it. She told me that they were seasonal migrant workers who worked in the area half the year and migrate back to their country during the off- work season to be with their family. I got to know a couple of the men. I'd have to pass by their house everyday to get to mine, so they would say hi and sometimes invite me over to their front porch to talk. One of them in particular would tease me about girls. His name was Paco. He'd ask me if I had a girlfriend, and of course I would blush away and giggle. He would respond by saying that at my age he was juggling several girlfriends at the same time. I tought it was funny and would just continue to giggle away. Our friendship began to grow and soon I'd be knocking on his door to visit after I came home from school. My parents would usually come home from work after 5PM, so I'd go visit paco and his roomates to pass time. One day, I knocked on his front door, but no there was no answer. After about 5 minutes I decided to open the door and call out for Paco. Sure enough, the door was unlocked and I peaked my head inside. I yelled out, "Paco." I heard him respond in the distance. "What do you want?" I responded that I wanted to hang out with him. I couldn't hear what he was saying so I proceeded towards his bedroom and opened his door. What I saw shocked me. I saw a woman straddled over Paco as he lay down on the bed. She was going up and down on Paco's cock. I giggled, and said "Paco, what are you doing?" Quickly the woman became screamed and reached over for a blanket to cover her naked body. Paco was not happy. He screamed at me and said, "What the hell are you doing in here?" I quickly slammed the door shut and ran out the front door. I was nervous but was laughing like crazy. The next few days became a little awkward. I was trying to avoid Paco on my way home from school. I would stay inside my home to avoid running into him. Eventually I ran into him and he lectured me about going into his home without permission. I promised I would never do it again. I was curious so I asked him what he was doing to that lady. He laughed and said, you'll know one day. This is something that older men and woman do in bed. I just giggled and he also laughed. One day I came over to his house and he was drinking a few beers. I looked over and on his coffee table laid a playboy magazine. I reached over to see it, and he said that it was a magazine about men and woman having sex. I asked him what sex was and he told me it was the same thing I had caught him doing with his girlfriend weeks prior. I got excited as he told me what sex was like. He said I would one day experience it, but that I was still too young to know. He told me not to tell my parents about the magazine. I started coming around more often to check out his magazines. He was out of work so he had a lot of time on his hands so he would invite me over to hang out when his roommates were working. He soon would leave out the magazines on purpose so I would look through them. One day we were sitting on his couche looking at magazines, and I finally asked him why the guys dicks looked wierd in the pictures. He laughed and asked me why I thought the dicks in the magazines were weird. I told him they looked different than mine. I said mine did not point up at an agle and was smaller than theirs. He told me mine would get bigger as I got older. After a while of discussing penis size he got up from the couch and said he was going to his bedroom and would return in a bit. I didn't mind him leaving since it would give me privacy to look at the magazines without him watching over me. I was sitting by myself looking at his porno magazines for about 15 minutes when I heard him call out my name. "Jimmy, come to my room." I got up and proceeded to his bedroom. His door was cracked open. I knocked this time, and he told me to come in. I proceeded opening his bedroom door and found him sitting on a chair. I asked him why he called me and he replied, "just come in, I want to show you something." He asked me to come closer to him, so I did. He then asked me if I had seen a grown man's penis before. I giggled and told him I had not. He told me that he wanted to show me his so that I knew what mine would look like when I got older. He started unbottoning his pants and slowly dropped them down to his knees. He was wearing white briefs which must have been fruit of the loom. I had never seen a bulge before and was surpised at how big it was. He then proceeded taking down his underwear as he sat on the chair. Out popped his flaccid dark dick. His dick was uncut and began to grow. I had never seen anything like that, so I just kept starring in silence. Paco began touching it and rubbing his balls. He had huge bull balls, with pubic hair all over them. I told him he his balls were really big but asked him why I didn't have hair on mine. He told me it would grow in a year or two. I told him I couldn't wait because I wanted mine to look like his. As he rubbed his dick, it finally became fully erect. His dick looked massive to me. I didn't know much about size then, but now that I think about it, his dick must have been at least 7 inches and really thick. He reached over to grab a bottle of Nivea lotion. He started pouring it over the tip of his dick. I asked him why he was doing that, and he replied, "to make it feel good." I remember his dick was covered in lotion and he started jacking it slowly. He would let out small moans, which eventually became louder and longer. I asked him how it felt, and he said it was the best feeling ever. He then asked me if I wanted to put lotion on my dick. I laughed and told him that I just wanted to watch him as he did it to himself. After about 15 minutes or so of him jacking off with his pants down to his knees and moaning in front of me, I asked him what it felt like to put it inside his girlfriend. He said it was the best feeling ever, but that when she wasn't around he would lotion his dick by himself to make it feel good. He continued jacking himself off and moaning while he talked about ****ing his girlfriend. He asked me if I thought his dick was nice, and I told him that I would hope my dick would become as huge as his once I got older. When I told him this, he started jacking off fast with long strokes. I asked him why he was doing it faster and he told him that it felt better. After a little while of fast stroking, he asked me to leave the room. He told me to wait for him in the living room. I followed his orders and sat on the living room couch. He came out about ten minutes later. He said he had to finish putting lotion on his dick. I left shortly after that, but he again told me not to tell anyone, or he would not show me how to become a man. I dont recall ever going back to his house after that moment. We ended up moving shortly after that experience, but I get full hard every time I think about this experience. |
| Posted By: hands Posted On: September 25th Views: 3006 | new to this i'm back. everyone is gone now so there won't be an interrupt. i'm seeing the views, but no more responds. sure would like to read some of you guys thoughts. so, i watched uncle larry for what seemed forever, but it wasn't i'm sure. i was just trying to work up the courage to do something. i wanted to see his dick just so bad. but i waited too long. i hear the back door open and shut, someone is coming so i hurry into the bathroom just as grandma comes through the kitchen. i'm so scared. and excited too. i try to act real composed when i come out of the bathroom. uncle larry's door is shut and everybody is coming inside to eat. i'm a mess inside my chest and my head. i just know everybody knows what i just did and how i feel, but everybody sits to eat and i manage to survive the evening. but, my mind was already figuring how i could sleep with uncle larry next time i stayed over. and i would. and i did, about a week later. uncle joe and i spent a lot of time together doing stuff but never anything sexual. i did like sleeping with him. and being close in bed. my next stay over was the next weekend i think. uncle larry went out that night with friends so i asked if i could sleep in his bed. he'll be back late i was told and he might wake me up. that's ok i said, i probably wouldn't hear him anyway. so it happened. i got to sleep in his bed that night. but i didn't sleep very much i don't think. i was waiting for him to come home. it seemed to take forever, but finally i heard his car and he wasn't too quiet when he came in. i heard voices. grandma was up and i hear her tell him that i am in his bed and for him to not to wake me up. i see the lights go out and uncle larry goes to the bathroom. i can hear him pee and wish i could be holding his dick. after a good pee he comes into the room, but he isn't too very quiet. he's been drinking cause i can smell the beer, but he isn't really drunk. the moon is really lighting up the room so i can see pretty good as he gets his clothes off. nothing but boxers and he tries to get quietly into bed. i pretend to be asleep. but surely he can hear my heart pounding, it feels like thunder in my ears and i don't breathe so easy. it isn't long till his breathing say's he is asleep, but i wait forever long still. i'm on my left side with my back to him so i turn to lay on my back. he is on my right and so so close. i can feel his heat and i move my leg so it touches his. i feel i can hardly breathe. he is on his back and has one arm behind his head and the other across his chest. some of you must know how this feels. finally after much too long i move my right hand over his crotch between the sheet and his boxers. i've never moved so slow, but i lower my hand till the fabric of his shorts touches my hand. then i wait some more. then my fingers locate the opening in the ront of his shorts. ever so careful i work my fingers into the opening and i can feel his meat. it's soft and incredible smooth. i use my index and middle finger to feel the thing, it's awesome. i try to be ever so light with my touch and finally get his puppy out of the opening. it's heavy and limp in my hand but seems to be getting thicker and more firm. i take his thing in my hand and feel the weight of as it grows bigger. then he moves. i panic and pull my hand away and pretend to be asleep. he does some shifting in bed and rolls to his left side and is now facing me with his hands under his pillow. i wait some more .too long. again i move my hand down between our bodies and inch my fingers to where his crotch should be. his meat is there only now it's hard. like i could only imagine it might be. so i touch it carefully. it moves, but he is still asleep. so i hold it in my hand. it is unbelievable big i think. much bigger than mine. this was my first experience with another guy's meat. i feel and hand his hard stuff for a bit, it's amazing how it feels. so i turn on my right side and slide down under the sheet until my face is inches from his stuff. i hold his stiff in both hands and feel it from both sides. it's really hard and it jerks as i touch it. the tip of the head touches my nose and the smell of his stuff is incredible. i stick out my tongue and touch it to the head of his dick. i have the urge to lick it so i do. he never moves and stays asleep. now i know better and can't imagine how any man can "sleep" when his dick is being stroked, much less sucked. so i put the head in my mouth and the whole meat of his dick swells much harder and it jerks in my hands. the feel of all of it is unbelievable. totally the greatest experience of my life. i don't know what a blow-job is or even a hand job, but with the head of his dick in my mouth and five fingers stroking and feeling the veins and ridges in his meat his milk stuff comes out. i don't know what cum is, but his stuff goes all over my face and some in my mouth. i have no idea what is going on. he is moving his hips so his dick is poking into my mouth and he is breathinv very very heavy. i get afraid he will wake up so i stop moving my hands and lay very still. soon he stops moving and breathes more normal. then he rolls over and lays on his right side. i slowly inch my way out of the bed and tiptoe to the bathroom. what i see in the mirror is his stuff all over my face. i can even taste some of it. the smell makes my head spin and i feel dizzy. so i clean the stuff off me. it's real stickey and doesn't wash off so easy so i use soap. i get myself all clean and dry and go quiet back to bed. i don't know all about what happened but i know i like it. and he never wakes up so he doesn't know what i did. i hope. it's morning and i hear uncle larry talking to me. wake up, he says , it's time to get up. he gets out of bed and pulls on his jeans. i hope i didn't wake you up when i came in last night. i tried to be as quiet as i could. it's ok i say. boy i sure slept good he says. maybe it's because you were here. you'll have to sleep in here more often. i know i was nervous feeling, but he was really nice and made me feel relaxed and comfortable. i am afraid everyone in the house will know what i did last night, but nobody seems to act any different. everything seems normal. i have to act normal. i can't act all wierd. uncle larry acted like i hadn't done anything so i felt safe. uncle larry never said anything but he is really treating me nicer than ever. any time he goes some place or does something he always asks my mom if i can go with him. she usually lets me. and i do. this is how it starts for me. and i don |
| Posted By: hands Posted On: September 25th Views: 2782 | new to this standing and watching uncle larry asleep with a hard thing is exciting and so scarry at the same time. i want to explore under that sheet. i've never seen his stuff hard like this before. only soft a few times in the bathroom. i'm wanting so badly to go over to the bed and slide my hand under the sheet. it just takes a lot of courage and i don't want to get caught. how can something i want to do so much make me feel this way ? i'm scared so it must be something i shouldn't do. |
| Posted By: hands Posted On: September 25th Views: 2618 | new to this He was eighteen and i was fascinated by him. I loved to just look at him and the feelings of excitement i got when i did made my chest feel like it would explode. There was a feeling i had never had before, but have had many times since. I now know what my young mind was trying to grasp. Sexual excitement. My grandparents have a farm with cattle and broiler houses. My mom has three younger brothers. uncle phil is 21. uncle larry is 18, and uncle joe is 15. i am ten. a nervous, nerdy, lanky and shy kid. uncle larry is a stud as far as i am concerned. a cowboy in some fashion. he wears boots and a leather belt with a huge buckle that he won for something at a rodeo. he has a ring made like a saddle that i would like to have. he keeps it on a nail behind his bedroom door. there is a calendar on the nail where he makes notes of his daily schedule. it's like i can keep up with him and where he is on a daily basis. my mom works part time so i get to stay at grandmothers and even get to sleep over sometimes. i usually sleep with uncle joe cause he's close to my age. but the real interest and excitement for me is uncle larry. the bathroom for the guys is outside uncle larry's room. i make lots of trips so i can look at him when he is sleeping. one sunday afternoon he was asleep in his bedroom and everyone else was outside. so i went to the bathroom so i could see him like i usually did. the house was empty except for him and me which made it it even more exciting. i walked really slow and quiet so he wouldn't wake up. when i looked into his room he was in bed covered with a sheet and lying on his back. waist up he was without a shirt. seeing so much skin takes my breath with excitement. the sheet at his crotch is really sticking up. he has a hard on under the sheet. it's like i'm frozen in time as i look at his body asleep. his tanned skin and his penis poking up in the sheets. my mouth is dry and i want to see what is under the sheet. i have seen him naked before when he uses the bathroom. the door has an old fashioned lock with a huge key so there is a large keyhole. i've sneaked peeks and seen him get out of the shower, but it's really hard to see very much too clearly. just lots of tan skin. uncle larry looks like jake gyllenhall in jarhead. he keeps his head with a burr cut like the military. when he is around i try to be as close to him as i can. i like it because he likes me and lets me hang around him when he does things on the farm. he even lets me ride his horse, but not by myself. he gets in the saddle and then pulls me up so i can sit in front of him. this is awesome. this is so close and i'm sitting in his lap almost. the thought of his stuff right there behind me is a lot for my brain to grasp. ________________________________________ |
| Posted By: hands Posted On: September 21st Views: 3621 | new to this i just found this site. it is awesome.the stories are incredible. this is the kind of stuff that takes my breath away when i put myself in the situation. the story from cornhusker reminds me of my own experience with one of my uncles. i was ten and he was eighteen. i totally wanted him so bad, but was too young to understand all that was going on. from the beginning he always pretended to be asleep i think and let me explore his body as much ad i wanted to. i have to go for now, but will try to get back later to maybe tell what happened in my situation. reading cornhusker gives me that special feeling again that brings about an excitement that can't be described. it must be felt. and i have felt it. thank you sir. |
| Posted By: Cornhusker Posted On: September 19th Views: 3994 | Uncle G I lived in Lincoln from 1976 to 1986 I was 12 to 22 and so VERY formative years indeed. I still have 5 generations of family though my dad and a few of my uncles who were in WWII are now passed. In 1976, we stayed with my Grandmother until our house was ready. My Uncles G & A lived with my Grandmother. Uncle A at the time was 53 and he had black hair, blue, blue eyes and was about 6'3. Tall and a bachelor for life, he had girlie magazines all over his room and pictures too - very good natured also. He always wore blue jeans and a blue denim shirt with a white t-shirt underneath tucked into white BVDs. I used to go in to wake him up in the am and he always had the covers off himself and a raging pee hardon. Almost every morning he would wake up and say to me, "Why don't you go and take a **** for me so I can go back to sleep..." and everytime he said it he would look down and waggle his hard cock in his underwear. Still drives me crazy LOL. Uncle G was a great guy, also a bachelor til his late 50s after I had already moved out East but for almost a year I slept in his bed - a double sized bed and he always slept in just his FOTL. He had his own bathroom and shower off his bedroom and I got plenty of eye fulls LOL of him doing almost everything from showering to sitting on the pot! ********** Uncle G. - Yes, this really is a true story!! When we first moved back to my Dad's hometown, we had to wait for our house to be completed so we stayed with my grandmother and my two uncles who lived with her. She had three bedrooms upstairs and one in her basement. I was originally going to share a bedroom with my dad but as my dad worked the graveyard shift (11 PM - 7AM) and I had to get up early to go to University; my grandmother thought it was best if she shared a room with one of my uncles. My Uncle G was about 2 or 3 years younger than my dad and he actually had the larger master bedroom in the house and the private bathroom so he suggested that I stay with him since we both had to get up within an hour of each other in the morning. My other uncle (Uncle A.) was older than my dad or Uncle G and had already retired on some disability thing from his job. In any case, I was happy to share a room with Uncle G since he was my favorite uncle. He had served in the Navy while my dad served in the Air Force. He was always cheerful and happy and he shared my dad's good looks with his blue eyes, farmer-tanned skin and prematurely salt and pepper hair. He, like my dad and most of his older male siblings, loved their beer and football - national Midwestern pastimes to be sure! Uncle G's room was large, but he only had a full size bed with a single nightstand and dresser in it. The bed was parallel to the bathroom door and his nightstand was on the right side of the bed that was closest to the bathroom door. He told me that my side was the left side which was closest to the wall. There was a matching night stand on my side as well. Next to the bathroom door was an outlet about waist high with a night light on it and when I mentioned to Uncle G that I never saw an outlet so high on the wall, he proudly stated that he had put the outlet in himself so that he could "see the door to head" even if he was half asleep so he wouldn't **** on the floor. I must have looked shocked because he laughed and said that he had never ****ed on the floor - but it was "just in case". Uncle G. - as did all of us then and now - slept in his white bvds. He had his regular routines before bed as well as when he woke in the morning. The first week we shared the room together, this was pretty much his routine: 1. At night, he would pee, shower, brush his teeth and then put on a clean pair of bvds before getting into bed to set the alarm and then go to sleep. 2. In the morning, he would get up and as he always liked to say: ****, shower and shave - after which he put on fresh bvds, wake me up and then get dressed for work at the boiler plant. He would always half close the bathroom door when he was in there but I would catch brief glimpses of his naked ass, back - a couple of times his cock - but just for a few frustrating seconds. The first week was pretty non-descript, except that I could hardly sleep with him next to me. He usually fell asleep fast and he would start sleeping with his back to me under the covers and by morning he would have kicked the covers off himself within 2 hours of falling asleep and either be lying flat on his back or facing me. I would stare at his cock bulge in his white bvds for most of the night and loved seeing it go soft to hard to soft as he slept. I stayed up as long as I could watching his beautiful bulge and would eventually fall asleep at some point. Towards the end of the week, Uncle G. would have to shake me awake since I was so sleep deprived LOL! So it was from the first Sunday night until that first Friday morning. At breakfast, Uncle G laughed with my grandmother about how hard it was to wake me in the morning - I remember thinking, if he only knew why I was so tired!! That night Uncle G went out to the local beer joint as usual and when he hadn't come back by midnight and the house was quiet, I went to bed alone. My grandmother and Uncle A. had gone to bed a couple hours before and my dad had left for work shortly after they went to sleep so I went to bed alone. I was half dozing when I heard Uncle G stumble into the room and close the door behind him. I had the sheet over my head and face with a small opening for fresh air so he probably couldn't have seen if my eyes were wide open but I kep them squinted and pretended to be asleep. Uncle G reached over and switched on his nightstand lamp which wasn't really bright - probably 40 watt - but enough to cast a dim lim on the room. Uncle G seemed a bit drunk and he stumbled a bit as he fumbled out of his dress cowboy boots, jeans and western dress shirt. He looked over my way briefly and then went into the bathroom and stood at the toilet. He stepped out of his bvds clumsily and let loose a heavy stream of pee and peed for what seemed like 10 minutes! His cock was cut, about 5.5 - 6 inches soft and had a big round fleshy mushroom head tip. He finished and shook his cock and then headed over to the bed - naked!! He climbed in and I took in the scent of Uncle G's musk cologne, tobacco smoke and beer as he settled in to sleep. I lay as still as I could positive that he would hear the loud pounding of my heart and quickened breath and wake up but he fell asleep as usual. I waited and prayed that he would be true to form and kick off the covers in an hour or two - and after what seemd like 5 hours, he did! I stayed under the sheet, peeking out at his beautiful naked body, his cock laying against his thigh. I watched as it went from soft to hard and then soft again - swearing that I could see a glistening drop wetting his pee slit. He slept as usual, intermittently snoring and moving slightly as he slept. I peered over at the alarm clock and saw that is was about 5:30 AM - about 3 and a half hours since Uncle G. stumbled into the bed naked. I just took in his beautiful form as he slept: a dark bronze farmers tan on his face, neck and upper arms, white skin everywhere else highlighted by a salt and pepper haired chest from which trickled a thin silvery trail of hair to just past his belly button and then a thick bush of darker hair above and around his shaft. His balls were big, heavy and not as hairy. His cock lay semi-turgid along his thigh and yes, it looked as if his pee slit was slighty wet from the soft-hard-soft and now getting hard again actions of his dreaming cock. His hand absently fondled his growing cock in his hand and I froze once again as I watched. He wasn't really playing with it, but it kept growing until it was stiff as a rock. Suddenly, Uncle G. started and was semi-awake. He groggily mumbled, "Little Buddy?" which was his nickname for me and I stayed frozen, pretending to be asleep and willing my heart to stop pounding so loudly. "Little Buddy?" he repeated. Uncle G. moved his hand from his cock to shake me slightly. "Hey Little Buddy..." Again I lay still and quiet, trying to breath noticeably deeper to feign sleep. After a few more light shakes, Uncle G. chuckled quietly and mumbled, "Damn if that kid can't sleep". He then positioned his head back on his pillow and stretched his legs out as he reached down and took hold of his cock. He grabbed just the big fleshy head between his forefinger and thumb - his finger on the underside of his head and his thumb on the top of his head. He then started to make rotating movements with them, just stimulating the head. I watched entranced, heart pounding, mouth dry, trying not to breathe as he continued - his head getting more and more swollen and rigid. He started to mumble quietly, "Dolly, you lady, this is your loss tonight baby..." and suddenly Uncle G. started shaking harder and harder, until he mumbled, "Oh Goddamn f**kin; Christ O Mighty...uhhh" and his cum squirted out in thick globs all over his belly. After he stopped cumming he sighed and mumbled, "Goddamn...whew!" He lay quietly for a few minutes and then got up and took another long pee in the bathroom. He grabbed some toilet paper and wiped himself then picked up his bvds and crawled back into bed and was fast asleep. More to cum!! ************************************************* I fell asleep soon after Uncle G had fallen into his post-orgasmic sleep and knew nothing until I felt myself being shaken awake to Uncle G’s familiar voice. “Hey Little Buddy! Time to rise and shine boy, you’re a’ sleepin’ the day away!” I groggily looked up and saw Uncle G in his familiar daily uniform of blue jeans and a plaid western shirt; his blue eyes twinkling as usual and his silvery salt & pepper hair combed back with a bit of Brylcreem. I jumped into the shower as Uncle G made up the bed and wondered if I had dreamt the whole thing but it seemed so real and was still very much burned into my memory. If it was a dream, I hoped to have it again and again! On Saturdays and Sundays, Uncle G and my assorted uncles, aunts, cousins, second-cousins all gathered together to drink beer, talk, watch football, play cards or lawn darts all weekend long. It was all just another normal day and Uncle G seemed to be his regular, normal self. On Saturday nights, just like Fridays; Uncle G would get up from the couch around 8:00 or 8:30 pm and announce that he had to go “****, shower and shave”. He would then get dressed in his best jeans and one of his many pearl buttoned dress western shirt and cowboy dress boots before he headed out for one of the many local beer joints. I laid awake under the sheet just as I had the night before, trembling in excitement of a repeat experience of the night before. Again, around 2:00 or 2:30; I heard Uncle G. stumble in to the bedroom and watched through slit eyes under the sheets as he undressed to his white bvds. Same as before he went over to the toilet, peeled off his bvds and peed like a racehorse. He then walked over and crawled under the covers into the bed turning so his back was facing me. He fell quickly asleep and I looked at the back of his head as he slept. At some point I fell asleep and when I awoke, it was still dark and very quiet except for Uncle G’s light snoring. I was still on my side facing Uncle G although no longer under cover of the sheet. My head was off the pillow and I had slid down a bit towards the foot of the bed so that my face was about at the level of just below Uncle G’s breastbone. Uncle G was asleep facing me and was very close – close enough that I could feel his breath on the top of my head. My heart started pounding immediately when I realized where I was! I looked down just with my eyes and though dark, I could see only darkness as I strained to see Uncle G’s cock My left arm was just slightly under my cheek and ever so slowly in little movements; I moved my arm down towards my waist and laid it palm side up mere centimeters from Uncle G’s groin. It was a bit of an awkward position lying on my side and almost lying on my arm down alongside my body but I wanted to try to get as close to that wonderful cock as I could. Positive that Uncle G was still sound asleep – as he was still lightly snoring and breathing deeply and slowly – I slid my hand, palm up so that it lay right against Uncle G’s bulge. I felt the warmth of his body and his thigh or was it his cock against the side of my hand and thumb. My palm was slightly cupped in an effort to keep it as natural as possible in the event Uncle G woke up. After an endless amount of indeterminable time, Uncle G shifted slightly in his sleep and I realized his soft fleshy cock head was pressed partially in my warm cupped palm. I lay completely still and didn’t move a single muscle – focusing on the warm flesh pressed into my palm. I was thrilled at just being able to feel it, it was warm and I wanted to feel his balls, his shaft and as well as the big fleshy tip pressed and smashed into my palm. Uncle G continued to sleep and then I felt his cock twitch slightly…once, twice…then nothing. I held my breath and prayed to God that if he let me feel Uncle G’s cock getting hard in my hand – please!! – I would never ask for anything again – ever! It was a prayer and a deal I offered to God on many occasions in the past and would again offer in the future when I ‘really’ wanted something to happen. Slowly, Uncle G’s cock blossomed into my palm until it was hard and hot and pressed into my palm, the head twitching now and again pressing into the fleshy lower part of my palm just below my thumb. I was in Heaven and was thanking God for making my wish come true when suddenly Uncle G shifted in his sleep and ended up lying on his stomach with my arm from the elbow to my hand under him! He was laying right on top of my palm his hard cock pressed into it! I took this opportunity to cup my hand around his hard bulge, marveling at the hardness and I swore I could feel his heartbeat – or was it mine – though it, thumping in my head loudly. He mumbled something and then I felt him thrust slightly into my palm…once…twice…three times, his cock straining and swollen into my palm. I cupped his cock a bit harder and felt his hard shaft and didn’t even notice my arm was starting to fall asleep. My arm was now under Uncle G, my hand cupped around the upper part of his shaft and my forefinger and thumb alongside his swollen head. Uncle G had only thrust lightly a few times in his sleep and then stopped, still deep asleep. His cock was hard, hot and swollen in my hand. I moved my forefinger slowly until I worked it to the underside of his cock head. I could feel his pee slit and I lightly, lightly moved my fingertip on just underside of his swollen cock head at the bottom of his slit. It was all so unreal, I can’t even tell you how long it was but soon enough, I felt his tip get moist and my fingertip was sticky and slippery with his pre-cum. I kept rubbing the slippery spot slowly and lightly as he slept – his tip was getting harder and harder – when suddenly it started to twitch up and down, up and down…and then it squirted – blub, blub, blub, blub, blub…. I felt his cock head twitch with every spasm, twitch with every blob of thick cum that it expelled; hot, sticky, thick and gooey. I think I could have cum in my underwear right then!! Suddenly Uncle G stirred, groggy and mumbling, “What the…Jesus Christ O’ Mighty!” he muttered under his breath, still half asleep, “Goddamn it!” He lifted off my arm and almost fell out of bed trying to get out of it. He stumbled to the bathroom and grabbed some Kleenex as I moved my arm away from the spot and along my thigh – suddenly painfully aware of the tingling in it as it woke up from being laid upon for so long. Through squinted eyes, and perfectly illuminated by the wonderful high nightlight, I saw Uncle G wipe off the long hanging thread of cum that was dangling from his cock slit and then toss it into the toilet. He grabbed a few more sheets of Kleenex and switched on the lamp on the night table. The brightness caught me and I squinted half blind up at Uncle G. His face was swollen with sleep and he was still pretty groggy. “Sorry Little Buddy, shhhhh - go on back to sleep, I just dropped something…go back to sleep.” I quickly shut my eyes tight and turned away from Uncle G to face the wall – quickly breathing deeply to feign sleep and to try to quiet my pounding heart and breathing. I heard him mumbling incoherently as he wiped at the goo on the bed and then he got back into bed quickly falling asleep. A few hours later, as I woke to the light sneaking in on my side of the bed, I turned to see Uncle G still asleep next to me on his back. He was, as usual, free of any covers and I looked down to see his beautiful cock standing straight up – hard as a rock!! The alarm clock read 6:00 AM – I had made sure never to get up on a weekend before 10:00 or 11:00 AM to maintain my ‘deep sleep’ reputation so I quickly pulled the sheet over my head making my usual peephole so that I could take in Uncle G’s beautiful cock in broad daylight. It was beautiful, big swollen, fleshy mushroom head – slightly pinkish purple – on a nicely veined shaft that led to big heavy hairy balls. Beautiful! I watched and started to hear some stirring in other parts of the house, my grandmother and Uncle A both got up around 6:30 or 7:00 AM every day – even weekends – and my Uncle G. stirred awake at the morning noises. I saw his hand appear in my field of view as he reached down to scratch his balls. His cock twitched and seemed to get longer and harder as he did so – and I was thrilled once again to have a ringside seat! Once again, he grabbed his cock head between his thumb and forefinger and started to make his finger rotations on the top and bottom of his cock head. It swelled up in no time and turned a deep purple-plum color. Uncle G suddenly went taught and breathed in – his legs locked and out as his cock oozed out thick blobs of cum. Once he stopped cumming, he exhaled deeply and suddenly got up from the bed and went into the bathroom to ****, shower and shave as always. I happily closed my eyes to get some much needed sleep! |
| Posted By: Cornhusker Posted On: September 19th Views: 3699 | Touched it, Sucked it! TRUE STORY I finally sat down and wrote this out: I have always been attracted to older men and since I was about seven, I knew I liked men - sexually. I grew up overseas all over Asia since my father was an officer in the US military. He was a pilot and engineer. We lived in Vietnam, Japan and Hawaii until we ended up in the Midwest. My parents were divorced when I was six and my father managed to get custody from my mother who was Japanese. My father was a handsome man - at least to me and to the many prostitute/bargirl/girlfriends he brought home during his time overseas. He was about 5'9", 175 - 180, stocky and muscular with blondish brown hair, blue, blue eyes, a hairy chest and a deep farmer's tan from working outside. When I was twelve, we moved to my Dad's hometown where he had (still has) a large family of brothers and sisters. Dad was an engineer and worked the graveyard shift at the boiler plant with two of my uncles and so it was my job to wake him up and many times he would be sleeping so hard that I would have trouble waking him or he would respond to me like I ws someone in his dreams - usually work related and telling 'Smitty" or 'Mike" to get this tool or that or to do some other task. Many times I would have to repeatedly shake him to get him out of his deep sleep. He was a good man, but drank heavily like most of the men in his family. He was not a bad or ugly drunk but he would drink a few drinks after dinner every night and then fall asleep on the couch - usually in his white bvds. Many times when he was sleeping heavily, after much drinking, I would notice that he would be rock hard in his underwear and he often talked in his sleep; nothing I could make out - just mumbling usually. A lot of times on his nights off, he would drink more than usual and then fall asleep on the couch and I would stay up all night watching him on the couch from down the hallway with binoculars in the dark - so that if he woke up, he wouldn't catch me watching him. During the night, he would get hard and soft, hard and soft and many times he would absently rub his bulge in his sleep. Every now and then he would pull it out the side of his underwear and fondle it in his sleep. I loved those times and I would be up all night fixated on his cock hanging out of his underwear getting soft and hard all night long. We had central air back then but my dad liked to have the windows open and so unless it was very hot, we usually didn't have it running. On one very hot night, he was asleep on the couch after drinking. I waited and watched until I was sure he was fast asleep and waited until his white bvds filled up with his hard cock. It was a really dark night with no moon and so it was hard to see from down the hall even with my binoculars but the whiteness of his bvds attracted what little light there was and I could see that he was rock hard. I went down the hall and I crept closer and looked closer at his wonderful bulging cock. I was so nervous and excited and scared that I was shaking like I was in an earthquake - or so it seemed! My heart pounding and my mouth dry I lightly touched his bulge and felt his warm, hard cock through the thin cotton. I ran my finger along the bulge, feeling his shaft and head as I quivered with excitement. Dad didn't seem to be waking up and I knew that if I didn't act on this - I probably never would! I slowly lifted his underwear leg opening and gingerly slid his swollen head out the side which caused his entire cock to pop up and out of his underwear. I looked at his beautiful cock and realized that mine looked so much like his! I lifted the leg opening a bit more and slid his balls out of his shorts. I lightly and stroked them and held my breath as they contracted slightly. I moved my finger along the underside of his cock as if jutted out almost parallel from his body. As I touched it it jumped slightly now and then. My dad still seemed to be fast asleep and snoring lightly as he did any time he was sleeping on his back. Getting up my nerve, I held his thick penis and kissed the crown. My mouth sucked half of his cock into it. He moaned, but continued to snore. His penis now was almost all in my hot young mouth, and I sucked hard, and moved my head up and down slowly. It was heaven. Many minutes passed and I con-tinued to suck my Dad’s cock. He moved a little and moaned again. I felt his cock get stiffer and stiffer and I felt he was near his climax and sucked harder, and moved my head up and down faster. Then his cock began to pulsate and he started to spurt his semen into my mouth. I sucked on and on, taking all of his juice into my mouth and swallowing. Dad came and came and I swallowed every drop of his thick, salty slightly bitter sperm. He mumbled a bit and I froze - my mouth still on his cock. He didn't wake up and so I slowly slid my mouth off his cock and made my way back down the hall and into my room. My heart ws still thumping and I was sure that any minute he would wake and storm into my room angry and knowing what I had just done. I laid on my bed and pulled the covers over me after I slid one of my white socks over my rock hard cock and I jerked off into still relishing the taste of his sperm in my mouth. Next day, Dad gave me no sign that he knew what had happened. His next night off, I did the same. I did this from the time I was twelve until I was about eighteen when I moved out of the house into my own apartment. |
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