By the time I was eleven I had the stirrings of sexual awakening and had learned to masturbate by laying face down on my pillow and rubbing myself off. A litttle later I discovered hand lotion and my fist. But, all in all, by the time I was twenty one I had only had sex with two girls; one was my neighbor and the other a street girl in a sea side resort. I really like the sex with the girls. However, I had sucked a boy and been sucked by a boy and I really enjoyed that too, although we had finished each other off by jacking.
I went to the local pub one evening for a drink. After a couple of beers I went to the men's room and was standing at the urinal when this local fellow, Phil, came in and stood next to me. I had seen him around before, but didn't know him or know anything about him. 'You have a very nice dick.' he said smiling at me. 'What did you say?' I asked. 'I said, you have a very nice dick.' he repeatd. 'Thank you. and I walked back to the bar.
Phil returned and brought his drink over and sat next to me. After some small talk he asked if I wanted to come to his place for a drink, and I told him 'sure.' We walked over to his flat and he got out a box of pictures and asked me if I wanted to see them. There were pictures of man on man, man in man and men jacking off. I instantly got a hard on. He told me stories about each of the pictures and the people in them. I was about to explode.
He reached over and began rubbing my hard-on thorugh my pants, 'Why don't you take it?' I said, and he unzipped my jeans and pulled my dick out. He dropped stright into my lap and took it in his mouth. I was amazed how good that felt, not like the little boy I had known.
He took me in his bedroom, we got naked and crawled on the bed. He got over me in the sixty nine position and said it would be better for both of us that way. His dick was still soft. I ask him if he would get hard and he said, 'only if it gets wet.' I took that as an invitation to suck him, which I decided not to do. I wanted to feel him up as he sucked me. 'Don't cum to quick.' he said as he took me in his mouth and began sucking as he bobbed his head up and down. I stroked his dick, squeezed his balls, pulled on him and he only moaned as he worked feverishly on me.
After some time I felt the explosion begin and I cried out that I was going to cum. He really went fast then and as my cum began to jet into his mouth, his dick got hard.
A few days later I went to the pub, basicily looking for Phil. The Inn Keper brought me a beer and said, 'Did you get your dick sucked?' 'What makes you think that?' I asked him. 'I have been to Phil's for a drink too.' He smiled and winked at me, 'want to come to my place for a night cap?'