Date: Mon,  2 Aug 2004 20:09:12 -0700
From: gaywriter79@hushmail.com
Subject: My Life 1

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				 My Life 1

			Seduced By Sam - First Time


Hi, my name is Elias, and I am 25 years old. I live in the New England
area, and have lived here my whole life. Another thing I have done my
entire life has been having an attraction to other boys, and as I got
older, the boys I were attracted to didn't.

I knew I was gay from a very young age, although I never acted on it until
I was about 16 or 17. And while I had, and still have, the ability to be
attracted to people my own age, I still find myself pining over every cute
young boy I see. It has only been the past few years that I have realized
this, but as I think back now, I can remember instances where it was like
this long before I fully knew that I was what you could call a "boy lover".
(although I hate that term.)

This story is the first installment of what should be a recurring series. I
will start with the first time I had a younger boy, and his name was Sam.

Sam is the son of one my mother's longest and best friends. He is almost 18
now, but this story took place when he was 11 years old, and I was 17. He
was the first boy in what has become a decent amount that I have
experienced, and he has also been the one who I have been with more than
anyone. To look at his face then, he really wasn't the cutest boy you would
have ever seen, but he was sure cute enough. He was shorter, and slim.  I'm
not good with heights but I'd say about 4' and weighed about the same as
any boy that age. He was an average size boy of that age group, short and
skinny. He had reddish- brown hair that was cut into a bowl-cut, blue-ish
eyes, awesome boy legs. He was not a chubby kid at all, but one thing that
did stick out about him, was his butt. A lot of times its only the ones who
have some weight on them who have any kind of ass. He had the cutest butt
that was shown off very nicely in almost anything he wore, especially the
super hero pajamas that so many boys like to wear. As for myself at the
time, I'm not shy to say it, I was always (and still am) considered quite
good looking. I was shy still, yet did come out and tell everyone I was gay
when I was 16. I was 6' 140 or so. Yea, pretty skinny but I have always
looked so young, so anyways, people like me. I have light brown hair, with
natural blonde highlights, and hazel eyes.

I had grown up with his older brother, and was around the house a lot. At
times, I was even asked to baby sit him. He was a pretty hyper one, so it
could be difficult, but I nevertheless never turned his mother down when
she asked. I just liked to sit around and secretly watch him bounce around,
with the impurest of thoughts running though my head.

The first time that I ever had any inclination at all about him was at a
party his brother was throwing. My mother's friend is a very liberal and
even more gullible person. A very "easy" mother. So even though every one
at the party was underage, she was the one who bought the beer and booze. I
would imagine her theory was that she preferred to have her daughter do it
in the safety of her home, as opposed to being out somewhere and getting in
trouble.

Quite a few people had shown up to this particular party. The house was
pretty packed, and pretty much every one was getting drunk. My mother's
friend was there, as was Sam.  He was very spoiled by his mother, and
generally got whatever it was he wanted whether she could afford it or
not. She always did so much for him. This particular night, Sam had decided
that after seeing his brother and all of his friends getting drunk and
having a good time at so many parties, he wanted to drink some himself. It
took quite a tantrum but eventually he was given a small wine cooler. I
think he may have gotten a small buzz off of it even.

A few of us were in the upstairs bedroom of the house, his brother's
room. Me and a few other kids were talking and Sam had come in as well. I
didn't always have that great of a time at these things. I was the only one
gay there my age, and everyone knew it including him. This night however,
as the night evaporated, and most of the people had gotten home, it was
just a few of us few upstairs, and his brother and a few more down stairs.

One kid at the party this time actually was going around saying he was
bisexual and that just happened to be the one I was talking with. I was
young, but like I said, had come out of the closet pretty early and had
been pretty sexually active with other guys my age or older since then.
There was a bed and a couch in the room pretty close to each other. The
bisexual kid and some other dude were lying/sitting on the bed, and Sam and
I were sitting on the floor. At one point, the other two got into some big
drunken conversation and their attention was not at us. I did my usual
quick glance of Sam, as I couldn't help but notice him, being so close and
all. He was sitting on the floor Indian style, and I was lying on my side
in front of him a few feet away. This time when I checked him out, it was
like he realized it, and uncrossed his legs out from under him and pulled
his knees up into the air. He did this for a few seconds, and seeing this
boy put himself into a classic fucking position as I looked at him
completely flabbergasted me. The other two didn't notice a thing, as they
just kept going on and on in their own little world. Sam quickly took his
index finger and touched it down where his butt hole is, through his
shorts. It was all over in a matter of seconds, but it was like, my breath
was taken away.

I would notice other little things over the next few weeks as well. One day
I was over there sitting in the living room, and his mother was walking
around talking on the telephone. He came into the room wearing a long
t-shirt and brown pants. He pulled his pants down and started walking
around like he was a street thug, while looking at me squarely in the
eyes. Seeing her son walking around with his pants at his knees didn't
exactly thrill his mom, so she told them to put them back up. I was sitting
on the couch and he plopped onto a recliner directly across the room from
me to pull them up. When he did this, I could see straight up the shirt
that was blocking my view of anything prior to him doing this. It would
have been just as easy for him to do this standing, thereby not giving me a
sight of his crotch, but he did it this way. My mind was racing. Did he do
this on purpose?

Another quick time, we were the only two people in the house. Every one
else was outside. I was in the kitchen, he was in the den, just on the
other side of the wall. I decided to join everyone, and went to walk
through the other room. When I walked through the door way, Sam was walking
by me to go into the kitchen. I tried to just go by like normal, but he
grabbed me at the waist as though he was giving me a big hug. His head was
turned sideways, pressing squarely against my quickly hardening cock.
Again, it was only for a few seconds but the only thing that I could do was
say an exclaimed, "Woah!" and pull away and go outside.

I avoided the house for a few weeks out of nervousness. I didn't want to
get accused of anything if anyone caught him doing this stuff. I was
attracted to him, sure, but I also knew that the law believes that people
below a certain age do not have a sex drive. I have gotten myself off, for
as long as I can remember. Long before I could cum, and certainly longer
before the law said I was old enough to have sex.

However, one night, my mother me begged to go over there and watch him. The
brother was going out, and our two mothers wanted to go out as well. After
enough agitation, I finally relented. I got there at about 8 o'clock.  His
mom went through her usual routine, and asked me if I could make sure he
took a shower before 10 o'clock and after that he should go to bed.

The night went off without a hitch. I sat in the kitchen working on a
school report, while he sat in the other room playing video games. But then
it was shower time.

I noticed the clock said 10, so I went into the living room and told him it
was time to go get into the shower. He surprisingly got right up, went
right into the bathroom, and I could hear the water start. About ten
minutes later it stopped, and after another five, the door opened. I was
sitting back in the kitchen, and the bathroom was right off it. I couldn't
see into it, but I didn't have to. Sam walked out completely naked and
stood in the doorway. I gave him a quick once over. I could tell his little
nipples were hard, and he had such a nice little chest. Not muscular,
obviously, but nice. I looked down to his crotch, and to my surprise his
dick was literally standing to attention, completely hard.  He wasn't very
big, probably about 3 inches or so. My 7 inches were practically breaking
my pant button.

I asked him, "Um, what's up Sam?"  "I am," he replied.

How the hell was this kid so sexually educated? I had heard that line a
million times from people twice his age.

He began walking towards me and asked, "What you are doing?"

"Just working on something for school."

"Cool, wanna see a picture?"

I immediately hesitated, and figured I should put an end to whatever it was
that was happening right there and then.

"Sam, you need to go get dressed buddy," I said trying to sound convincing.

"Naw, Eli, it's cool. I like being nekkid!," he giggled and went running
into the living room.

I had a second to catch my breath, but my thoughts were running rampant. I
didn't have a whole lot of time to catch my bearings as only a few seconds
later he returned with some sort of photo in his hand. He walked right up
to me, and set it down on the table. It was a computer printed photo of two
teen boys in the 69 position.

"I like that picture, don't you?" he asked, almost hesitantly.

I didn't say a word. I knew I had to make a decision. What seemed like a
lifetime, but was only like 30 seconds passed by, and after that, one of my
heads won out. It wasn't the one on my shoulders.

"Yea, dude, it's cool," I quietly replied, "Where did you get it?"

"I found it online the other day I stayed home from school," he explained.
"Have you ever done that before? Suck like they are doing there?" he asked
pointing to the pic.

"A few times," was my honest answer.

He backed up a bit, and at first I thought perhaps nothing was going to
happen after all. I was even more disappointed when he turned and headed
back towards the bathroom. He went in and closed the door. My dick was
going to explode at any minute. He was in there for less than a minute and
when he came back out he still hadn't put on any clothing. Only this time
he returned with what appeared to be a large tube of hand lotion.  He set
it onto the table on the opposite side of me and then walked over and again
stood, in all his glory, right in front of me. It was all I could do but
lean over and slobber his dick right then. But instead, I tried not to even
look at it. What if he really wasn't doing what I thought he was? He
answered my question for me.

"Wanna do what they're doing in the pic?" he asked, putting it as blunt as
could be.  How the hell do I answer that? Well, I didn't answer right away,
I sat there silent, although I had turned to look him in the eyes. Was he
laughing? Was this all a big joke?  It wasn't a joke, he had a very content
look on his face. I didn't know what to say, when I opened my mouth, "You
sure, man? Do you even know what they're doing?"

He giggled. "Hell yea I do!", he laughed some more and said "Looks fun, I
wanna try it."

I had enough.

"Ok, then, I guess we could do it if you really want to," I said. I debated
what to do next.  Should I just dive in and start slurping away, or should
I take it slower? I decided on the biggest thing I had always fantasized
about doing with him.

"How about I show you something else first? If you like what's in the pic,
you'll probally like this even better."

He gave me an affirmative, "Ok, where do you want me to go?"

I patted the kitchen table right in front of where I sat. I pulled out my
chair a little bit, allowing him to walk over right between me and the
table. I reached out and ran my hand down his chest some, all the way down
to just above his dick. He went to pull himself up onto the table, facing
me. "No.", I said, shaking my head. I grabbed his shoulders and turned him
around so that now I had a view of his gorgeous ass. The two little globes
were as perfect up close as they have always seemed they be. "Now lie on
your stomach up on the table, then spread your legs a bit," I said. He
followed my instructions, and was now lying spread eagle in front of me. I
leaned in and gently planted a small kiss just about the right cheek, and
then one on it, and continued, kissing lower each time until I had passed
his butt completely down to his upper ham string. I did the same thing to
his other cheek. He was breathing heavy, in enjoyment, exactly like every
other dude I have ever been with had done. I licked from side to side,
going just over the crack. "Ughhh, yea," he was moaning. I did this for a
minute or so, then took my hands, and spread open his cheeks to reveal his
beautiful pucker. I pressed the tip of my tongue right in the middle, and
started wiggling it around. He giggled a bit at this. "You like that?", I
asked.  "Feels good, just a bit ticklish at first" I continued moving my
tongue slowly around his entire hole, before I picked up the pace.  I
spread his cheeks even more, opening the hole a bit more. I stuck my face
in, and began lapping my tongue in and out of him at a furious pace. He
began lifting his ass up to meet my thrusts, and moaning even more
ferociously. I was trying to get a good look at what it was I was doing,
seeing my face eating out this beautiful boy butt. I did this until I could
almost tell he was going to bust, and stopped. From underneath his ass, I
grabbed his dick, which was rock hard, at 3 maybe 4 inches. He lifted his
ass up some, giving me good access and I started to jerk him off a bit. I
let go of his dick, and moved back to his balls, gently caressing them as I
leaned in and took their softness into my mouth. He let out an exclaimed
yelp, and continued moaning in a way that I was rapidly going to cum to. He
got up on all fours at the edge of the table, and I continued licking, and
enveloping his balls with my mouth. While doing this, I reached down and
unzipped my own pants, taking a brief break to pull them and my white
briefs down to my ankles. I didn't dare actually start jerking off, because
I would have cum within a millisecond of starting.  Once my pants were down
I positioned my head a bit more beneath him, crooking my head up toward his
dick. I licked around the tip a bit, before I just completely took the
entire thing down my mouth, and bobbing as fast as I could in the
position. I licked and sucked as furiously as I could, breathing in his
little dick as much as possible. The skin was so soft, and tasted so sweet
as I could hear myself slurping on his meat. He again, began thrusting,
this time down wards, fucking my face. His moans intensified again, as his
body shuttered a bit, and tightened up. I was certain he had orgasmed. I
knew he wouldn't be able to blow a nut just yet, so when I heard his
breathing exclaim, and give out a relaxed sigh, I knew I was right.

I stopped sucking, and he got off his hands and knees, positioning himself
forward, with his legs dangling off the side of the table. I gave him a
small smile, and he giggled right back. Figuring we had accomplished what
he had wanted, I went to stand up. "You wanna do that other thing now?" he
asked, before I could make my way to the bathroom.

"Sure, I thought you were done."

"Well, I love that feeling, I do it to myself sometimes, but that felt even
better," he giggled. We laughed together for a second, and I told him that
it might be better to do the other position in a bed. So, I finished taking
my pants completely off, and we walked through the kitchen into his
bedroom. I had never really been in there before, I thought, as I noticed
he had what looked to be a queen size bed, with a dark blue comforter.

We both lied side by side, and I now removed my shirt and got flat onto my
back. My dick pointed its 7 inches straight into the air. "Come here" I
said, and he obliged. He straddled my chest, facing away from me, and
within a second, reached down, and began jerking on my cock. He pulled on
me for a minute or so, and then asked if he should do what I just did to
him. "If ya want," I replied, to which he hunched over and kissed the tip
of my head. I felt him open his mouth a bit, and place the tip of my dick
in it. He slowly passed the head, and was about half way down when I felt
the gag reflex kick in. "It's ok, only do as much as you can," I said. He
didn't say anything, only began slowly sucking my dick up and down, taking
as much into his little mouth that it could handle. In the meantime, I was
enjoying the nice view of his ass again, and struggled to tilt my head up,
where I took as much of his still hard dick into my mouth that I could
reach. It was pretty futile, as our size difference didn't give me much of
an opportunity, so soon I just resigned myself to rubbing his butt, and
balls, while the little hottie continued nursing my dick in his warm
mouth. I could feel that inevitable pressure building up, as I marveled in
my mind, at how good he was at sucking cock, especially for the first
time. I didn't feel that familiar jabbing of the teeth against my shaft,
and he placed his hand onto my cock, sucking and jerking in just the right
rhythm. People who were much more experienced than him rarely captured this
so right.

I knew another minute of this and I would explode. I had an idea.

I patted his side, and said, "Hey." He stopped his work and looked back at
me. "Wanna try something else?" I asked. "Like what?" he replied. His eyes
widened a bit and he got back off me, and sat up next to me. "You mean that
stuff with the hand lotion?" he asked.  I nodded. "Do you know what that's
for?" forgetting the obvious nature of the answer, as he was the one who
had brought it into the kitchen in the first place.

"Yup, you put your dick in my butt" he said, giggling a bit.

"Yea, Sam, you ever see that happen?" I asked.

"Yup," he nodded, "I have a picture of that too!"

I was thinking to myself, "Damn, I wish I had the Internet when I was his
age!"

"Well, if that's something you wanna try too, we can do it" I told him.

He got off the bed, and ran out of the room returning a second later with
the bottle of cream. I took a pillow from the top of the bed and placed it
near the center. "Lie on your stomach here" I said, patting the pillow. He
got into position, his hips laying on the pillow, elevating his ass just
enough. "Listen, Sam, this is gonna hurt a little bit at first, I think,
so, if you don't want to keep going, just say so, and I'll stop" I
affirmed.

"Ok." He replied. I opened the tip of the lotion and squirted a bit onto my
fingers. I sat on my knees, behind him. I used my other hand to slightly
spread his cheeks some, while slowly rubbing my index finger of cream
around his hole. Once the cream was spread, I slowly inserted the tip of
the digit. I barely got it in, and I could feel the sphincter tighten up on
it, almost hurting me.

"Is that ok?" I asked. "Yea, keep it going" he replied. I pushed my ring
finger in even more, up to the first bend. I did not notice any further
hesitation on his part, yet he wasn't moaning at all either. I inserted the
finger up to the knuckle and slowly pulled it back out, then pushed it back
in. I continued doing this slowly, and again, no visible or vocal signs of
pain came from him, nor enjoyment though. I then added a second finger to
the motion once I could feel his hold loosening a bit, my middle finger.
Once I did, I again felt the clamping, although for a brief second. I
pushed both fingers to the knuckle, and they were completely engulfed by
his anus. I started going a bit faster, which is the point that I started
to notice the heavy breathing again, and slight moans coming out, even tho
he was face first into the blanket. I could feel him lifting his ass into
my hand, taking my fingers deeper in still. He was ready.

I pulled out my fingers, grabbing the lotion again. This time I rubbed a
large amount onto my throbbing dick, and smacked a dab more onto his
hole. I moved up closer into position, placing one knee on the outside of
each of his legs. I tried to press the head of my cock up against his butt
hole, but couldn't get it right, so I used one hand to support me up, and
the other one to guide my dick. I found the spot, and slowly pressed my
head against him. I pressed a little bit more, and my dick was so hard, it
had no problem slowly entering his body. I put just the tip of his head in
at first, and slowly pulled it back out, gauging his reaction. "Is that
ok?" I asked. "Yup, hurted a little bit, but not too much" he replied. So I
pressed again, this time going in far enough to completely lose sight of my
head. I held it there for a moment, and pressed further. After a couple
small movements and breaks, I soon had half my dick inside of him.

I held there for a moment, "How's that?" I questioned. I really did not
want to hurt him. I wasn't the longest dick you've ever seen, but I am
pretty thick. "It's ok, I think I like it" he quietly said. Wow, after all
this, and he appears to be a bottom too, I thought, as I pressed in a
little bit more. After that, I began slowly pulling it back out, and just
before the tip popped out, I pushed back in to the prior spot. I did this
slowly for a few minutes; softly fucking his boy ass when again, I noticed
his hot moaning. I took this as a sign to speed up a bit and he did not
hesitate. I could feel him pushing his ass up on my cock, to the point that
on one thrust it was completely immersed into his butt. I could feel it ram
the end of his rectum. Normally, when that has happened with the men I had
been with, they yelped, and squirmed a minute. It seemed to energize Sam,
who just began fucking himself with my dick even faster. Knowing I was
going to cum soon, I grabbed his cheeks and slowed him down. I pulled my
dick out, and sat back onto my knees. I grabbed his waist, and pulled
up. He took the hint, and got onto all fours, doggy-style position. I moved
right back up to him, and reinserted my cock, this time not taking my time
at all. I grabbed his hips, and pushed and pulled my dick in and out of him
as fast as I could. His breathing was going crazy, and the moans expressed
nothing but extreme pleasure. I felt his body tense up, and his butt
tighten up, and I looked down and watched my dick move in and out of his
ass, a tiny bit of the skin of his hole pulling down on my dick in response
to each thrust. Almost the same time he started to orgasm, I started
cumming up his bum. It had to be one of the most intense, largest loads I
had up till that point, and I filled his insides. When we were both done, I
pulled out, and noticed a bit of my cum squeeze out of his hole as it
closed shut.

I collapsed to the bed, and he soon followed, landing limply onto my chest.
"That was awesome, Eli!" he spoke out in between exasperated breathes. I
closed my eyes for a minute, and slowly ran my hand through his mop of
hair. We just layed there for a few minutes, before I got up, gathered my
clothes, and put them back on. While I did this, he finally did what I had
wanted him to do in the first place, got into his pajamas.

I know most of these stories end the same way. The boy and the other person
fall in love, and yada, yada, yada. This one doesn't. From that point on,
Sam and I continued to have sex on a regular basis. I never once hesitated
to watch him again, and while we never became boyfriends, we did become
pretty good friends. Nowadays he has girlfriend after girlfriend, and the
occasional boyfriend (his mother doesn't know yet, of course). We talk on
the phone a lot about the other of life's things, but every once in awhile
my cell phone will ring and I'll answer to that familiar moan, and I'll
head over there. I never once initiate a thing.

I have other stories to share in this series, and will be doing so soon. I
could write more about Sam, but this story covers most of his back story
pretty well, and I hate stories that are ONLY about fucking :-) I am
working on a multi-part story now, which will be about a different boy, the
one I met a bit after Sam, tho the next one, takes a different twist.
Anyways, hope to hear your comments :gaywriter79@hushmail.com