My First Handjob

The story is true and I find it exciting looking back at it now as I did going through it. I didn't know it at the time, but I was the classic wall flower/book worm. Though I had fantasies, would get sexually excited looking at the other girls getting dressed and in the gym showers at school, I had never seen a penis in person, let alone touched one. When I was asked by a boy in school to go to a school dance with him, I was nervous but had no expectations of sexual contact. He was cute. Dark hair, almost black in color that was parted on the side. Well trimmed haircut. Probably 5' 8",tall. I'm not sure this many years later. We had known each other for years through school, but I had no idea that he was interested in me. He had his older brother's car when he picked me up. He was polite and well spoken. We went straight to the school and the dance. Before walking into the dance, he admitted he had never danced with a girl before. Trying to be grown up, I told him not to worry as I had never danced with a boy before. Our first dance was a slow dance. He held me close and almost immediately I could feel his erection, or semi as it ran down his pant leg. I had learned a little but not much in detail in health class about penises and erections. Yes, I started feeling THAT feeling down there. At the end of that song, he asked if we could sit down. I agreed. Looking back, I think he wanted his erection to subside. After a few fast songs, we went back to dancing with another slow one. His erection came back, as did my own excitement. When that slow song turned into a second one, I squeezed myself tighter to his body. He responded by squeezing my hips and lower back. I didn't know it then, but my lower back is a hot spot for me. Not only could I feel his erection shift from pointing down his leg to almost pointing to his pocket, my clit was engorged. When that song ended, I asked him if we could get some air. I was being very bold with this suggestion, but it seemed natural. He agreed by suggesting we go out to the center courtyard of the school. Slipping out, we stayed close to a wall that seemed dark where he asked me if he could kiss me. Meekly I said yes. When I felt his tongue enter my lips, I felt like melting. What seemed like hours we french kissed as we pressed ourselves into each other. When his hand touched my breasts, my excitement hit the roof and I reached down with my right hand to touch his "cock" through his pants. It felt hard, and big. I could feel his head clearly through his slacks. By this point, we had stopped kissing, caught up in the passion. I'm not sure how long into it, but he asked me to "please, take it out". I was able to unzip his pants and unbuckle the belt, but couldn't pop the button open so he helped by popping it open. As soon as I opened his pants, his erection popped through the open fly of his boxers. There it was! My first penis. Knowing now, it was circumcised about 6"long and oozing liquid. I told him that I had never done anything before so he took my hand and wrapped it around the shaft and simply said "rub it up and down". As I started, he told me to wait a second and he slipped the waistband of his boxers over his erection and down below his balls. He had a small tuft of dark hair above his penis and none on his balls. I was in love with penises right then and there. It pointed almost straight up. My clit could get hard, but nothing like this! I promptly resumed rubbing at and a few strokes later he tensed his body up, stammered "I, I, oh no" . Looking down at his cock I saw him ejaculate 3 or 4 squirts straight up into the air between us with it landing on my hand, his cock and the ground. All I could say was "wow!". As I kept stroking him, he grabbed my hand off and saying that it was too sensitive. After a minute or so, with his cock still hard, he asked if he could make me "cum" too. Being totally distracted by his orgasm yet being turned on, I told him yes, but in the car on the way home. Tucking his erection into his pants, zipping and buckling up, we headed back into the dance as the experienced flashed over and over in my brain