From: Me <kcrocker@terra.nlnet.nf.ca>
Subject: True First Time Story...
Date: Thu, 02 Jan 1997 21:55:08 -0330
Organization: HookUp Communication Corporation, St. John's, Newfoundland, CANADA

This is the story of my first time, please tell me what you 
think at youngman@teenworld.poboxes.com

	This story is a true story about my first sexual encounter.  The
names, however, are substituted.  Please, write and tell me what you think...

	I still remember the first time I ever had sex.  I guess it was a
long while ago now.  I was nine.  Mom and Dad were gone to a party, they left
me with my cousin, Jaason, who always babysat me.  He was a hot 18 year old,
I remember looking at him all the time during that awkward stage of puberty
when I felt attracted to him, but had not yet realized I was gay.  He
had red brown hair that had been bleached to a dirty blonde by the sun.  His
goatee however, was still brown so it had an interesting look.  He had a slim
build, even though he worked out alot.  I guess he was running low on 
testosterone, but I know where it went, to his dick.  Even when we weren't 
watching straigh porn movies on TV it was huge, I ached when I saw him, the
way his baggiest jeans still could not hid it's curves and shape.  Oh,
I ached when I saw him!!
	Well, this one night was a little different, Jaason had long ago gone
through his collection of porn movies twice, and we were getting bored of 
them.  He invited his girlfriend, Annellise over.  They went into my parents
bedroom and started to remove each others clothes.  I watched thw whole time,
Annellise was very sexy for a 16 year old.  I had seen girls in my grade
gawking at her, saying, "Well, those are fake." and "What a load of silicon."
But I had seen her breasts looking through the door, they were real, or as
real as those girls in the porn movies.
	They would never talk dirty when they had sex, or do wierd positions
like in the movies.  He just lay on her and fucked the shit out of her.  I 
remember Annellise as a honor student, hair tied neatly back, daughter of 
Jim, our lawyer.   But she as so different at my house.  Anyway.  Enough with
the girls, as usual, when it was over Jaason went to take a shower, Annellise
went home to her goodie goodie parents.  I went out and watched thorugh my
favorite scene in Hooterville.  Then I heard Jaason call, "Rick, could you
hand me a towel.  I ran blindly into the bathroom, as a 9 year old would do, 
when I felt a jab in my chest.  Looking down I realized I had walked right 
into the head of Jaason's huge erect cock.  I was young, and stupid, so I 
turned to run, afraid of this thing coming from his groin.  But he grabbed me
and barred the door.  I screamed and screamed, but there was no one wo 
answer.  Jaason threw me into the bathtub, clothes and all, then climbed on 
top of me, for a short while my head was completely under the water, while
he pumped his hips, pressing his cock against my thighs.  His face was red,
his body twitching, then he sighed and relaxed.  I guessed he had cum.  I 
knew what cum was, I had been able to do it since I was 8.  He left and I sat
there in the bathtub for a long while, playing with the sperm as they swam
aimlessly through the water.
	But, it wasn't over.  When I got out I went into my bedroom to get 
changed, no one was in there.  I got completely naked, admiring my fresh 
batch of black dots where pubes would be in a few years.  Then , out of the 
corner of my eye I saw the closet door moved, and out walked Jaason, still
naked, hard, and more aroused than before.  He took me and lay me on the bed,
hauling on my jaw and shoving the first four inches of his dick down my 
throat.  I, of course, thought this was gross, real gross.  He started to 
pump,  realizing that if I didn't spit it out, I wouldn't pump it for him.  
In just a few moments he let a load of cum out in my mouth, more than I had 
ever seen.  Pretty good considering he had just cummed twice in less than an 
hour.  I spat out the cum, revolted by the disgusting taste of salty sperm.
My parents would be home soon.
	Then he looked down at my pathetic little boner and said something, I
dont remember what, I was too preoccupied with getting the cum out of my 
mouth.  Then, when I didn't reply he reached down and grabbed my little cock.
I had never really been touched before, besides by myself.  It's like being 
tickled, only works if someone does it for you.  He kept massaging it in the
perfect motion to make me writher in ecstasy.  My stomach wrentched at the
sudden burst of pleasure, my thighs cramped from the long stretch.  In a few
moments I shot mt little load out, it didn't fly like Jaason's, just bubbled
out over.  He bent over and licked at it, slowly at first, then faster and 
faster.  I was hard again already, and spurted another, much smaller load
just as fast.  The Jaason handed me clean underwear and a shirt, and he too
got dressed.  I pulled on my top, now having time to think about what 
happened I almost regretted it, but not for long.  Out on the chair I sat on 
Jaason's lap and he reaced around, squeezing the cum out of my dick load 
after load after load.  Then, we moved to the couch, we didn't do much, I 
stuck my foot between his legs and wiggled my toes, I could feel my legs
bending as his cock expanded and puched my foot toward me, then, I felt
the rhythmicwaves as cum was pumped through his tubes and out onto his 
underwear.  I had never seen so much cum, it even stained through his jeans.
	Then, as Jaason went to cover up the wet blotch, the door opened and
my parents, drunk as dogs, walked in and went to bed, not even noticing 
Annellise's hair buckle or the messy sheets.  After that night I was glad
when Jaason came to babysit.  I anticipated his dick and hands like a prophet
anticipates God.  We fooled around every weekend.  As I grew I realized how
important Jaason was to me, giving encouragement that my cock was growing
right, that it was big and hard, that my abs were fine and my chest stuck
out.  He broke up with Annellise later, she died in a car accident along
with her mother and younger brother.  Jaason went away to colledge later that
year and I saw him but once a month.  He eventually came out as being gay and
Mom and Dad didn't want him baby-sitting me anymore, but when he got engaged
to Allison, a colledge cheerleader, they tried him again.  And so, now, on
the second saturday of every month, I know I'll meet a good friend, a friend
I could tell, and do, anything to.

					youngman@teenworld.poboxes.com