Date: Tue, 23 Jul 2013 08:24:26 -0700 (PDT)
From: JT Guy <jtguy31@yahoo.com>
Subject: Eric and Ty Part II

Hey guys...Ty again.  This is a continuation of my true-life story about my
first sexual encounters with my babysitter.  I've gotten some pretty
awesome feedback via my email: jtguy31@yahoo.com, so please do keep it
coming!  There's certainly more to this story, and a lot of other ones that
I'm working towards, so keep checking back.


Eric and Ty Part II


After Eric taught me about masturbation and I found out that there was a
sort of goal to having a stiffy, I never really looked back.  I'm not sure
how 'natural' it is for a boy of 8 or 9 to be so sexual, but in my case, I
certainly was.  Later, puberty only enhanced it.  I embraced the new-found
pleasures of the flesh wholeheartedly, and began to play with myself
multiple times per day, with the energy and enthusiasm that you have at
that age.

As for Eric, while our friendship remained intact and there was no
awkwardness between us, the addition of our naked activities did change the
nature of things.  He and I were both horny a lot, so when we were together
it wasn't unusual for us to be playing around.  I want to make clear that
this wasn't a matter of him taking advantage of me--I was a willing
participant.

Eric and I continued to masturbate together for several days before it went
further than that.  Most of the time, we did each other, but sometimes he
would bring a porn tape and we'd just sit on the couch and jerk ourselves
off.  He always had to have a washrag, of course, which I didn't, since I
wasn't yet able to shoot a load.  When we did that, the thing that usually
brought me over the edge to my own orgasm was watching him cum.  I don't
know, maybe it was because it was something new and something I couldn't
yet do, but I was fascinated by watching his cock spurt out that hot, white
semen.  Watching him ejaculate pretty much always made me go, too.

One night, after he'd left and I was in bed, I began to think about what it
would be like to do some of the stuff I'd seen in Eric's (straight) porn
movies.  Nearly every scene started with oral sex, and although we hadn't
discussed it, I was curious about it, as both a giver and receiver.  And, I
have to admit, that with my preoccupation with cum, I was very anxious to
have it on my face, body, and maybe even in my mouth.  Just the thought of
it turned me on, and I furiously stroked my little cock in bed that night,
getting off two or three times to the fantasy of Eric's cum.

The next day, when it came time for us to play around, I decided that I was
going to go for it.  We were comfortable around each other, and I knew that
he wouldn't judge me or be mean to me, and given what we'd been doing, I
really didn't figure he'd have much of a problem with at least getting a
blowjob, even if he didn't want to reciprocate.

We were in the living room, on my couch, when he asked if I was horny.  I
almost always was (as was he!) so we disrobed.  One of the differences
between us was that at the least little thing, my little prick would get
fucking hard, while Eric almost always began our sessions soft.  For me, it
was always cool to watch his grown-up dick transition from flacid to erect,
since there was such a distinct change in its size.  I was so little that
there just wasn't much change yet.  I also liked to be the one to get him
hard, so I could feel the transition in my hand.  Once we were naked, I
reached over and took his soft cock in my hand, gently stroking it and
feeling the blood flow in, waching the head extend further away from my
palm as it grew.  When he reached full wood, I could feel the pulses inside
it.

As he sort of laid back on the couch and let me stroke him, he had tilted
his head back and closed his eyes.  His dick, if released, would spring
upward and rest on his belly, so I took the base of it and pulled it down
so that the head was straight out.  I leaned in, and without hesitating,
began to lick the very tip of his cockhead, just like I'd seen the girls in
the porns do it.  Eric's head snapped up, and he looked down at me,
wide-eyed.  He didn't say anything, but I just kind of gave a little grin
and kept licking.

It was as good as I'd imagined it to be.  As he watched, his cock spasmed
involuntarily, and I knew from experience that meant it was feeling really
good.  My little 3-inch hard-on was raging, too, so I reached down and put
my left hand around it.  I didn't stroke so much as give it a squeeze every
few seconds.  Most of my attention was focused on Eric and trying to do a
good job of giving head.  The tongue, of course, is really sensitive, and I
could feel the small changes in texture between his head and shaft, and I
traced my tongue along the rim along the top.  My own glans was (and still
is) a lot bigger than the shaft, but Eric's was more-or-less the same
diameter.  Still, there was enough of a differential for me to focus
attention there, at the transition.

As I licked, I became aware of the salty taste of his precum, which began
very soon after I started.  The first time I tasted it, it was pretty much
by accident as I swirled my tongue over his head, but after I became aware
of it, I kept an eye out for the little drops as they appeared at the slit.
When one emerged, I'd delicately lick it with the tip of my tongue, almost
with no contact on his slit at all.  I enjoyed the taste of it, and the
warmth, and knew that that probably meant that I'd enjoy his wad, too.  It
was exciting.

Soon, a rather large amount of precum came out, and when I took it, it left
a long string between the tip of my tongue and Eric's piss slit.  I drew
further away until it broke, and the line fell out of my mouth, over my
bottom lip, and down my chin.

"Here," Eric said, "I'll help you with that."

He used his forefinger to gather the nectar, running it up my chin and into
my mouth.  I allowed him to stick his finger in all the way, and closed my
lips over it to suck the precum off it.  He seemed to enjoy that.  When he
pulled his finger out, he asked me if I wanted to suck his cock that way,
and I nodded eagerly.  He reached behind my head and brought my face back
toward his crotch.  I still had my right hand around the base of his shaft,
so as it came closer I aimed his hard-on to my lips, and opened wide.

Since he was 17 and I was 8, there was a bit of a size differential.  His
cock was big, my mouth was small.  But I took him.  The head slid over my
lips, and I was careful not to drag my teeth over it.  I could feel the
underside of the head slipping over the broad top of my tongue, farther and
farther back.  His girth filled my mouth fully.  He was pulling my head
towards himself rather urgently, and I struggled not to cough or gag as his
prick reached the back of my tongue and started into my throat.  I'm sure I
did give a little cough of something, because he eased up on the pressure,
and I became aware that I wasn't able to breathe through my nose, since his
penis was blocking my airway.  A little disconcerting at first, but I ran
with it and adjusted.  I backed off, taking the opportunity to draw a long
breath.

After a couple of slow strokes with my mouth, Eric began thrusting his hips
and using his hand on the back of my head to force me to go faster.  It was
a steady increase in rhythm, until I wasn't really doing much work at
all--just sort of relaxing as he fucked my face.  I did my best to use my
tongue on him in my mouth, and also to suck.  For a first-timer, it was a
lot to do at once, but I enjoyed it.  He gave me more and more of his
precum, which I swallowed when I could.

Soon, I felt his dick swell even more.  His pace steadied out.  I knew he
was getting close, but with my mouth being so small, my jaw was beginning
to really cramp up.  Although I wanted to finish this way, I knew I
couldn't.  So before he made it to the point of no return, I popped my
mouth off his cock (but made sure to keep stroking it at the same pace) and
said "dude, I can't keep it in my mouth anymore."

"Okay," he replied.  He didn't seem mad.  "Here, you lay down on the
couch."

He stood up, and took over the stroking of his member.  I laid flat on the
sofa, my own little hard-on sticking straight up.  Eric came over to where
my face was and crouched down a bit, putting his prick right up against my
lips.  I licked them to make sure they were wet as he tugged his shaft, and
the head slid back and forth a few centimeters over my slippery mouth.

"Oh, fuck, Ty, I'm going to fucking cum!"

Again taking a lesson from the chicks in the porn, I said "Give it to me!
I want it so bad!  Pleeeeease cum for me" and made some moaning sounds.  I
had also taken the opportunity to start jerking myself off, so it wasn't so
much that I was faking the "mmmm's" and "ohhhh's."

I felt more than saw him bust his nut.  A very warm gush hit my lips and
trickled down the left side of my face.  I got a little bit nervous at this
point, because he usually had a big load, and although I did want it in my
mouth, I didn't know how it would taste, whether I would like it, or, even
if I did, whether I could handle all of his jizz.  So I didn't really open
my mouth a lot; just enough to let him see my tongue and to get a little in
there.  His spurts were powerful enough that he shot the first few past my
mouth, but then they calmed down and I felt a small amount of cum drip in.
I used my tongue to bring it from the front of my mouth into the middle,
rolling it around and noticing the taste and texture of it.  It was salty,
like his precum, but there was also a hint of sweetness to it.  And it was
much thicker than precum, of course.  I swallowed that little bit and
opened my mouth a little more to catch another shot.  He seemed to aim this
time, and a squirt entered my mouth, which I again tasted, rolled around,
and swallowed.  He finished cumming on my mouth and face.

I reached my own orgasm at the same time, and in the throws of it, his
cumshot turned me on so much that I licked all around my lips and mouth,
trying to get all of the wad that I could.  As my prick convulsed and the
waves rushed over me, I savored the thick, white cum he'd given me.

Finally, it was all over, and since I was pretty messy, he offered to go
get me a washcloth to clean up.  We got dressed and he told me how good it
was for him.  "You suck dick better than some girlfriends I've had," he
said.  That made me feel pretty good.  "And none of them ever wanted me to
cum in their mouths!"

I smiled and said, "Well, maybe next time you can go while I'm sucking
you!"

"That would be awesome.  But next time, I'm going to let you see what a
blowjob feels like."