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Subject: <0 0> First-Time Suck
Date: 30 Sep 1994 19:59:02 -0400
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FIRST-TIME SUCK
by
Jerry Hubbard
Dear Diary,
Cousin Derek is still asleep, and no one else is
stirring yet, so I'm going to bring you up to date.
Last night, I was laying in bed, waiting for Derek to
go to sleep. We had whispered for about an hour after
lights-out, after everyone had gone to bed. Finally, I
said good-night, turned over in my bed, and pretended to
go to sleep.
The truth was, I was growing increasingly excited,
not sleepy. Derek, his sister, and his parents arrived
only yesterday morning. They are spending their week's
vacation staying with us. I haven't seen them for over
five years, since they moved to Amarillo. Yet when Derek
walked through the door, he took my breath away!
Derek is not quite a year younger than me. He turned
14 just last month, and my birthday is later this week.
He is shorter than me by four or five inches -- except in
his jeans! From the moment I saw his crotch, I knew he
was longer than me and I fell in lust!
Derek has a slender build, but from the definition of
his arms he must work hard or even lift weights. And his
smile is great! His nose is really cute. His complexion
is flawless. His lips are full and sensuous. And his
smile always brings a smile to my face. He is so damned
good looking I feel like I'm going to bust!
His dark hair falls just over the top of his ears,
and it's neatly combed. I started to reach out and run my
fingers through it but caught myself. Instead, I reached
out and took his suitcase from him. "C'mon, you'll be
staying in _my_ room," I said. I have an extra bed, and
suddenly I was looking forward to sharing it with my hot,
younger cousin.
We spent the entire day together, just hanging out
and catching up, I felt as if we had been best friends for
years, yet I feared making a pass at him. He talked
enlessly about girls. I kept up the pretense on my own
part, but inside I was frustrated. If only I could get
him alone in the dark, after he is asleep, maybe I could
make a move! Finally, after dinner and several hours of
watching TV with the families, the moment I had been
waiting for arrived: Bedtime!
Derek and I said good-night to everyone and went to
my room. I closed the door behind us and we began
stripping down to our Jockeys. The butterflies I had felt
invading my stomach frequently throughout the day were
back with a vengeance! The fluttering was spreading
throughout my body, and I was beginning to feel flush. A
tingling sensation was also setting in. Derek's chest was
smooth and very nicely muscled for a 14-year-old. As he
pulled his jeans down and stepped out of them, I took a
quick peek at his crotch. His basket was really stuffed,
yet he _didn't_ have a hard-on!
I felt one coming on, though. After I got down to my
own Jockeys, I turned away and walked over to the light
switch. Looking over my shoulder, I saw that Derek was
climbing into his bed. I turned out the lights and locked
the door. In the pitch darkness I gingerly made my way
over to my own bed. As I climbed in and pulled the sheet
over my body, I felt a shudder of anticipation go through
me. Derek's butt was nicely rounded, stretching the
fabric of his shorts taut. His legs were smooth and
tanned and leanly muscular. My cock was fully erect now,
and I couldn't resist caressing it through my shorts.
We whispered in the dark about a million things I
have since forgotten, yet I hung on every word he spoke.
The pitch darkness made his whispers even more intimate,
and I knew I had never before been so sexually aroused.
It was different than just having a raging hard-on that I
could always pump until I shot my wad. Some new sex fever
had spread throughout my body, and I felt like I was going
out of my mind! But what could I _do_ about it!!!
Finally, in desperation, I pleaded fatigue and said
good-night. I rolled over, pretending to sleep. I waited
desperately for Derek to fall asleep. I _had_ to find out
just how big he is. I continued to pretend I was
sleeping. I worked to control my breathing, forcing it to
gradually become slower and deeper. I concentrated on
making the breathing noises of someone who is falling
asleep. I listened carefully to Derek's breathing. I was
sure he was beginning to nod off.
After what seemed like endless hours (it was really
20 or 30 minutes, I think), I could wait no longer. As
slow and silent as possible, I eased the sheet from my
body and swung my legs over the edge of the bed. The
butterflies flared again and my teeth started to chatter.
Grimly, I brought myself under control. Even though my
eyes had adjusted to the dark, the window was tightly
shuttered and the room was still pitch black. But I knew
I could find my way to his bed. It was against the far
wall, just four feet away. With painful care, I eased off
my bed and, making almost no noise, I moved slowly toward
him.
I went to my knees and reached out even more slowly
with my right hand, feeling for the side of his bed. I
could feel my skin flushing hotly as I trembled in
anticipation of touching him. Involuntary shudders racked
my body and my mouth grew dry. My finger tips encountered
the side of the mattress. I moved them up to the top of
the mattress and gingerly ventured over the edge. I knew
the bed was narrow and his body could not be far from the
edge. With even greater care I moved my body a few inches
closer to the bed and eased my butt to the carpet.
I could see nothing, but I could hear my own
heartbeat. I hoped it wouldn't wake him. With my mouth
wide open, I slowly drew in a deep breath and exhaled
quietly. Softly I slid my fingers under the sheet eased
them under the sheet until I encountered the side of his
hip. DAMN! He had tucked the sheet under his body!!
Withdrawing my hand, I raised it above his hips and
brought it down with such care that a spider web would not
be disturbed. I could feel the surface of the sheet, and
with great care I began to explore its contours.
I discovered a hard edge. It must be the right side
of his bony pelvis. From there I moved my hand a few
inches farther away and encountered a long, low ridge of
cloth that must be covering his manhood. He was lying on
his back. His cock was laid out straight, the tip pointed
toward his head. It was soft but larger than mine! My
cock is about three inches soft, about five inches hard.
Even soft, Derek's cock seemed like it had to be nearly
six inches long...at least!
I pulled my hand back and brought it to rest at the
edge of the bed. I listened carefully to his breathing.
It was unchanged: the slow, deep, regular sleep of the
innocent. I had to get that sheet out from under him. I
just _had_ to touch his naked cock! Screwing up my
courage, I grasped the edge of the sheet and began to
sloowwwly pull it out from under his body. As I caressed
my own erection, rubbing the head against the moist cotton
front of my Jockeys, I pulled the sheet out from under him
millimeter by millimeter. I paused frequently and
listened for any change in his breathing. He was still
asleep. My balls were beginning to ache. Finally, after
hours of painstaking effort (probably more like two
minutes), the sheet slid free. I eased my right hand
under it and began the trek across the mattress to his
hip.
I continued to caress my own cock through my Jockeys
with my left hand. The precum had been flowing generously
for the last 20 minutes, and the front of the shorts was
so damp and slick that the friction against the tip of my
prick was exquisite. But I didn't want to cum yet. I
forced myself to release my cock and concentrate on my
objective. My right hand found Derek's hip and gently
brushed its side through his shorts. The warmth of his
body stoked the fires of my sexual desires. Then I moved
my fingers up to his hip bone, reaching over the top and
moving toward its goal.
His hip bone held the cotton of his tight shorts
taut, away from the soft flesh of lower belly. Carefully
feeling my way toward his cock, the cushion of warm air
beneath the cotton gave way to warm flesh. If only I
could ease his shorts down without waking him up, I could
touch his naked cock! If only I could lick the tip of it
without him knowing!! With only the shorts between my
fingers and his cock, I could feel more of the details of
his manhood. Wait! Derek's cock seemed to be growing
larger!! There was no mistake...IT WAS HARDENING!!!
I raised my fingers away from his cock and gave my
own cock a single caress. I listened for Derek's
breathing. He was suddenly quiet. Was he holding his
breath? I felt a sense of panic begin to rise. But all
reason fled my mind as my hormones continued to churn. I
couldn't turn back. With feather-like touches, I again
started exploring that engorging cock through the thin
cotton. It was giving off more heat than before. In
seconds, it reached full erection. It had to be at least
seven inches long! And I was beginning to doubt I would
be able to reach my fingers entirely around it!
Suddenly I heard a rapid movement. I raised my hand
quickly above his crotch, raising the sheet nearly a foot
above his midsection. In a moment of panic, I thought
that he had come fully awake and struck out to smack away
whatever was touching his prick. Frozen in a moment in
time, I dared not move or breathe. After a second or two
of thrashing sounds, he fell quiet. He had not found my
hand. The silence rang palpably in my ears.
I dared not breathe. I dared not move. My heart
beat more rapidly, pumping adrenalin throughout my body.
I swallowed and dared to breathe again, with enormous
control and ever so softly. I realized that Derek was
breathing, too, and I knew he was awake. I could see
nothing but the pitch black of darkest night, but I could
sense him lying inches away from me. Waiting...but for
what???
Mentally, I counted to ten, panicked yet more excited
than I have ever been before. The adrenalin permeated my
body, mixing with my sex hormones to bring a new-found
hardness to my cock. Derek said nothing. I said nothing.
Neither of us moved. Finally, I couldn't _stand_ it
anymore. I screwed up my courage and slowly began to
bring my hand back down toward his cock. I didn't care if
he broke my nose. I didn't care if my family threw me out
of the house. I HAD TO FEEL HIS COCK ONE MORE TIME!!
I slowed the descent as my fingers approached his
groin. I could feel his body heat. I licked my lips,
took a deep breath, and stretched out my fingertips to
find his shorts. THEY WERE GONE!!!
With the lightness of a feather, my fingertips
touched down on Derek's naked, steel-hard cock. It
throbbed as I touched it. It throbbed even more as I
lightly ran my fingertips over its surface, more softly
than I had earlier touched his cotton-covered cock. Derek
had not struck out in the dark! He had pulled his shorts
down so I could get to his flesh unimpeded!! As that
realization came home, I took a deep breath and grasped
him firmly. The silent ascent of his stripping away his
shorts propelled me forward, and I started the old
familiar action that I knew would bring him off. What a
glorious, magnificent, man-sized cock! What a fabulous
moment for my almost-15-year-old libido!!
I had been right. My fingers did not quite meet as I
squeezed his full erection. My own cock throbbed as I
felt him respond to my eager ministrations. After a dozen
slow, gradually quickening strokes, he whispered two words
that struck me to my very soul: "Suck me!"
I eased back slightly on the jack-off action and
sorted through the torrent of erotic yearnings that
flooded my body. I've been jacking off occasionally with
my best friend for two years, and we have even jacked each
other off three or four times in the last six months.
It's a great change of pace and feels better than doing it
alone. And how I love to hold another hard cock in my
hands and bring it to its ultimate triumph!
I'd often wondered what it'd be like to suck a cock.
I felt I really wanted to try it. Yet I had never gotten
up the courage to suggest it to Ray. But now Derek was
suggesting it to me! And he is so beautiful and so sexy
that I REALLY WANTED TO SUCK HIM! "OK, but you have to
suck me, too!" I said, to save face
"OK," he agreed, and I let go of his cock and drew
the sheet down to the foot of the bed. I moved my hands
up his legs and found his shorts pulled about halfway to
his knees. I pulled them completely off him. Now he lay
naked before me, invisible in the darkness. I felt in
complete control for the first time.
Even though I couldn't see him, I used both hands to
explore his body, caressing his hot flesh from his navel
to his knees. He was entirely smooth except for a small
but dense pubic bush just above his cock. His stomach was
smooth, hot, and delicious to the touch. His balls were
large and smooth, encased in warm boy-velvet. I began to
tongue them. I wanted to make this first cock-suck
something I would never forget!
He moaned quietly and whispered "Yesss!" as I
lavished his balls with wet, sloppy kisses. I was
ravenous. I took one engorged ball into my mouth and
rolled it around. Releasing it at last, I took the other
one in and lavished the same loving attention to it.
Derek began to stretch his body and writhe his hips. I
held his hips in both hands and tried to follow his
motions and get into the rhythm he had fallen into. He
moaned again. "Suckmee...suuckmmeee...SUUUUCKMMMEEEEE!!!"
he moaned.
Abandoning his balls, I quickly climbed into bed,
positioned myself between his legs, and knelt low to
continue tonguing his groin. The front of my shorts,
tenting out from my hard-on, were soaked with precum. The
least movement of my cock against the sopping cotton drove
electric jolts through my sensitive cock-head.
A low growl began to come from my throat as I began
tonguing the base of his cock...you know, where the soft
sack gives way to the hard cock, and where the piss-cum
canal rises along the underside of his cock to the tip of
his manhood. I turned my head and began sucking the side
of his prick like a popsicle on a hot day, determined not
to leave any part of it unlicked. Slowly, I worked my way
to the tip of his magnificent erection. I knew I could
never take it all in my mouth. It was too long! It was
too big around! This man-boy was clearly a boy's body
with the sexual equipment of a full-grown man.
I hesitated, but I couldn't hold back. I stopped
moaning and took the tip of his cock into my mouth. I had
never before been so close to such an enormous erection.
I rolled my tongue around it, savoring the tangy precum
and swallowing some of it as it mixed with my own saliva.
My mouth juices flowed freely, set loose by the flavorful
boy flesh that was mine to feast upon without limits.
Derek let out a high-pitched howl. "Yeeesssss!!!"
Letting go of his cock for a moment, I whispered, "Not so
loud!"
"OK," he whispered as I took him back in my mouth.
His cock was still pumping precum, and I sucked it
greedily, lapping with my tongue, trying to drink it all.
He began to move his hips up to meet my mouth as I went up
and down the head of his massive manhood. I moved my hand
under his hips and grasped his ass cheeks, massaging them
and urging him to move his body more toward the head of
the bed. He wiggled up, and I stretch my body out, lying
between his legs, letting my own legs hang over the end of
the bed. Now my shorts, soaked in precum, provided a
slick, firm surface against which I could hump as well,
bringing myself closer and closer to what I knew would be
the wildest orgasm ever!
As I ground my groin against the bed, I pushed my
head into Derek's stomach, forcing his cock deeper into my
throat. I wanted all of his man flesh even though I knew
I couldn't handle it. I craved his steaming cum, spurting
out of that mighty cock-head into my eager throat. Sexual
madness consumed me, and I redoubled my sucking and
tonguing. I lavished the rounded cock-head with my
tongue, feeling the small valley along the bottom of the
cock-head. I gently forced my lips over that cock-head,
pressing down to open the slit and tonguing that opening,
eager to bring forth the cream of my cousin's cum-swollen
balls. With tender care, I used my bare teeth to gently
nibble the tip of his cock. He groaned a bit louder and
then writhed suddenly, rapidly vibrating his cock-head in
and out of the toothy embrace.
I pulled my right hand out from under his ass and
brought it to his ball-sack. While I massaged his
butt-cheek more vigorously, I gently massaged his jewels,
urging the hot boy-cream out so he could go over the peak
of pleasure that I was climbing myself. I went down on
his cock with determination, taking more of him down my
throat. I quickened my own hip action against my damp
Jockeys. I was getting close! He moaned over and over
and over again. His hips forced his cock deeper and
deeper into my throat. I started to gag, then I overcame
the reflex and learned to time his thrusts with deep
swallows. The velvet friction of my cock-head rubbing
against the cum-soaked Jockeys generated a sexual heat I
had never felt before. I felt the cum begin to boil up in
my own balls!!
Then the boiling cum began to shoot out my cock. My
hips ground mercilessly into the mattress. I swallowed
Derek's pounding cock deeper than ever. I was amazed I
could take so much of it down my throat! And then I felt
the pulsing of his cock as it shot hot, creamy cum into my
throat. I sucked harder and pulled my mouth partly away
so the cum spurted onto my tongue. The salty, tangy
flavor of his seed reinvigorated my own orgasm. He shot
again...and again......AND AGAIN!!! For one fantastic
moment in time, we were shooting in unison, and I forgot
everything but the urgency of our burning desire!!!!
I ground my hips harder as my balls boiled over. I
humped the mattress shamelessly. With every spurt of cum
my shorts grew damper and slicker, bringing even greater
pleasure to the humping. I sucked and tongued and
swallowed each blast of Derek's cum. I savored every drop
of his manhood. I didn't want this to end.....EVER!! My
saliva flowed freely, bathing my mouth in that special
mixture of saliva and boy-cum. We finally fell into a
glorious, endless symphony of sexual motion, matching
spurt for spurt, and spasm for spasm!!!
At last, the force behind each burst of creamy boy
seed began to ease. We slowed our frantic writhings. The
last of our mutual orgasms faded into the dreamy afterglow
of sex fulfilled. We collapsed against the bed and moaned
softly. Derek's prick slowly softened in my mouth. Very
gently, I sucked the last of his juices from its tip and
let it slip from my mouth. I knew it would be exquisitely
sensitive for a while. I moaned and whispered, "I can't
believe it! That was the best!! I've never felt anything
like that before!!!"
"Me neither!" Derek exclaimed huskily. "That was
un-fucking-believable! Really Great!! OUTSTANDING!!!"
I got up onto my knees and felt my cum-soaked
Jockeys. What a sopping mess. I got off the bed and
turned on the light. Derek was lying in bed, dreamy and
clearly spent. His body was perfect, his softening cock
curled lazily to one side. I was amazed at my good
fortune. And he was going to be here a whole week!
I peeled my shorts off and mopped the head of my
softening dick as best I could. Holding the base of my
cock, I squeezed the last of the cum from my piss canal
and wiped it onto my shorts. "Let's get cleaned up and
take a piss," I whispered. Derek opened his eyes, smiled,
and whispered, "Sure."
We slipped into the bathroom, quiet as mice. After
closing the door, I turned on the light and we cleaned up
quickly. Finished, we went back into my bedroom and put
on fresh underwear. Then I put my arm around Derek's
shoulder and drew his body against mine. "I really
enjoyed this," I said as I buried my face against his
neck. "But it's late, so I guess we oughta get some
sleep." He agreed. We hugged and went to bed.
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It is beginning to grow light outside. Nobody is
stirring yet; it's only 6 o'clock. Derek turned over a
moment ago. If he wakes up soon, I think we have time for
more hot sex before anyone else gets up. He _did_ promise
to suck me, and I am now rested and ready for it!
While writing this, dear diary, I think I have
figured out what one of the guys in gym class was talking
about on the last day of school. He said something about
how great "69" was with his girl friend. I think it may
be something that a guy can do with another guy as well!
I definitely want to try it out with Derek!!!
I just looked over at Derek, again. His eyes are
open. He is smiling at me. He yawned and said,
"Mornin'." I smiled back real big and said "Mornin'."
Sitting here in only my shorts, I have been leaking precum
almost as long as it has taken to write these pages.
Looking at him, I caressed my erection, pulled it out
through the fly in my Jockeys and held it straight out.
Looking down to my groin, I smeared the precum all over
the tip of my cock and sighed with pleasure. Then I
looked back to him, smiling knowingly and raising my
eyebrows questioningly. Derek smiled, pulled the sheet
aside, and pulled down his own shorts to display his
roaring hard-on. He whispered, "It's my turn, isn't it?"
Nodding agreement, I stripped my shorts off and flung them
onto his bed.
I have to close now, dear diary, and take care of
some urgent business. You can wait.....Derek and I
_cannot_! I'll fill you in later!!
--Jerry