I had such a friend. Yes we did it daily or almost daily and like you, we tried everything. I miss that friendship a lot.Macdavis said:Years ago we were not old enough to drive
In his basement, his mom and the neighbor lady chatting up in the kitchen. Both of them attractive women (I had a crush on his mom) we could hear them chatting and laughing.
We had been jerking off together and jerking each other to orgasm already. But this time he said let’s go to my basement I want to show you something. His dad had a fairly open stash of playboy/penthouse type magazines, but he discovered some “others” in a box in the basement.
Hardcore magazines, penetration, cumshots, all kinds of new and exciting things to see. Most effective was this mag of bisexual MMF spreads. When he opens to the page of one guy in his knees sucking a big hard dick I nearly came in my pants.
He asked if I wanted to try it I said yes.
Who goes first he asked, rock paper scissors determined I would be the first.
It was clumsy and awkward for both of us.
First time getting sucked for him, first taste of cock for me.
With the voices of the ladies upstairs we kissed and I slowly dropped to my knees. I unsnapped and unzipped his cutoffs and saw his hardon in his briefs. I rubbed it through the material and then hooked my fingers in his waistband, pulling to ****** his engorged purple head, I kissed it, he shuddered, the women continued to chat and cackle upstairs. Pants and briefs around his ankles, he asked if I could lick and suck on his balls like the guys in the mag, I went to work, licking and sucking on his balls then licking up his shaft to the purple tip, a little pearl of precum on his tip, I looked at him, and while making eye contact I slurped it up and smiled right before I started sucking. It didn’t take long before he was fucking my mouth, I tried to keep up, gagging a bit, him shushing me didn’t want mom to hear, then he whispered, “I need a towel” and I just took him deeper. Pumping my mouth, I could feel him tensing up, he was going to cum, I decided to swallow so as not to leave a trail of evidence. He got harder than ever and then the flood of his hot cum hit my tongue, the taste was not pleasant, but the idea of making him cum with my mouth was amazing. Loved swallowing his load.
“Are you boys ok down there?”
“Yeah mom, we’re fine” he shouted back.
We kissed again as he buttoned his shorts.
“Ok my turn” he said He looked eager and excited.
I stood there, resting against the washing machine as he undid my cutoffs, and ******* my steel hard cock, he kissed it, licked it, and started sucking my dick just like the guys in the magazine, again this was new and I didn’t last long, I told him I was going to “shoot” (our term since we didn’t know) he gobbled my dick down deeper and I started cumming, flooding his mouth, he moaned a bit, and kept gulping down my hot cum.
My knees were weak, I pulled my pants up and we went up the stairs and out the back door him shouting “We’re gonna go for a walk in the woods!!”
“Be back in time for dinner!”
Into the woods and we talked about it for a bit and writhing 10 minutes we were at it again, and then every day, sometimes more than once a day, until we were 20!!!
I miss that friendship, never fucked, but wasn’t much else we didn’t try.
Yes, my buddy and I started at 13.Macdavis said:Years ago we were not old enough to drive
In his basement, his mom and the neighbor lady chatting up in the kitchen. Both of them attractive women (I had a crush on his mom) we could hear them chatting and laughing.
We had been jerking off together and jerking each other to orgasm already. But this time he said let’s go to my basement I want to show you something. His dad had a fairly open stash of playboy/penthouse type magazines, but he discovered some “others” in a box in the basement.
Hardcore magazines, penetration, cumshots, all kinds of new and exciting things to see. Most effective was this mag of bisexual MMF spreads. When he opens to the page of one guy in his knees sucking a big hard dick I nearly came in my pants.
He asked if I wanted to try it I said yes.
Who goes first he asked, rock paper scissors determined I would be the first.
It was clumsy and awkward for both of us.
First time getting sucked for him, first taste of cock for me.
With the voices of the ladies upstairs we kissed and I slowly dropped to my knees. I unsnapped and unzipped his cutoffs and saw his hardon in his briefs. I rubbed it through the material and then hooked my fingers in his waistband, pulling to ****** his engorged purple head, I kissed it, he shuddered, the women continued to chat and cackle upstairs. Pants and briefs around his ankles, he asked if I could lick and suck on his balls like the guys in the mag, I went to work, licking and sucking on his balls then licking up his shaft to the purple tip, a little pearl of precum on his tip, I looked at him, and while making eye contact I slurped it up and smiled right before I started sucking. It didn’t take long before he was fucking my mouth, I tried to keep up, gagging a bit, him shushing me didn’t want mom to hear, then he whispered, “I need a towel” and I just took him deeper. Pumping my mouth, I could feel him tensing up, he was going to cum, I decided to swallow so as not to leave a trail of evidence. He got harder than ever and then the flood of his hot cum hit my tongue, the taste was not pleasant, but the idea of making him cum with my mouth was amazing. Loved swallowing his load.
“Are you boys ok down there?”
“Yeah mom, we’re fine” he shouted back.
We kissed again as he buttoned his shorts.
“Ok my turn” he said He looked eager and excited.
I stood there, resting against the washing machine as he undid my cutoffs, and ******* my steel hard cock, he kissed it, licked it, and started sucking my dick just like the guys in the magazine, again this was new and I didn’t last long, I told him I was going to “shoot” (our term since we didn’t know) he gobbled my dick down deeper and I started cumming, flooding his mouth, he moaned a bit, and kept gulping down my hot cum.
My knees were weak, I pulled my pants up and we went up the stairs and out the back door him shouting “We’re gonna go for a walk in the woods!!”
“Be back in time for dinner!”
Into the woods and we talked about it for a bit and writhing 10 minutes we were at it again, and then every day, sometimes more than once a day, until we were 20!!!
I miss that friendship, never fucked, but wasn’t much else we didn’t try.
Gfdoessome said:
i am the same way. i dont like small talk. we both know why i am there. my common request is "i show up, kneel, suck, rim if VERY clean, suck more, u cum, i swallow as i leave. simple. its just a bj." i always ask that guys keep the small talk to a minimum, however if they want to give me direct for what they like, that is more than ok. "fast, tighter, slower, deeper, swallow" all those are great. i even like a little verbal abuse.MinnesotaDude said:
