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Remembering My First Time

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Remembering my First Time

John and I were 13, going on 14 and it was the Easter Holidays. I rang John, and we made plans to go swimming, later in the morning. We met on the street corner, and made our way to the school swimming pool. There were only a few guys there when we arrived, and the changing room was empty.

We stripped down, and pulled on our Speedos, whilst checking each other out. We had both started puberty early, and loved to see each other naked whenever we could. We swam some lengths and then took a breather at the deeper end of the pool, chatting for a while. Before long, we were the only two in the pool, and the attendant took a cigarette break outside.

John disappeared under the water, and reappeared, holding his Speedos over this head. I took a dive, and saw his slim body sporting a full erection. We swam back to the edge of the pool, and I slipped under the water to take a closer look. I reached out and held John's cock, it felt good, and my cock was now trying to burst out from my trunks. We were both really horny, and in need of some release.

The attendant reappeared, and we swam around for a while to let our hardons subside a little. John said that could go back to his house for some lunch. His parents were both at work, and we could catch some rare time alone together.

We had played around together in the past, touching each other on Camping Trips, whenever we could, and we looked forward to being alone, especially as we were both so horny. We changed, and made our way back to John's house. Once there, we threw down our bags in the hallway, and went to his room at the back of the house.

Instinctively, we both began to undress, and were soon totally naked. We lay back on his bed, and began to explore each other more intimately. John asked if I had ever cum, and he told me that he hadn't either. We lay stroking each other, and the feelings in my groin grew stronger and stronger. John raised himself, and knelt astride me. We put our cocks together, and I began to stroke us both, long and slow.

We were both leaking pre-cum and I began to rub this over the heads of our cocks. John took his own cock in his hand, and gave himself some strong hard strokes. Before long he was thrusting his hips, and breathing really hard. Then he shot his first load! - Three or four blasts of hot cum, landing on my chest.

Then he continued to stroke himself slowly, while I went for it myself. Within a few seconds I began to feel lightheaded, and thought that I would pass out. Then it came, thick blasts of cum shooting from my cock, the feeling was immense. As my first orgasm began to subside, I pulled John down on top of me, letting our cum mix on our chests.

We lay there for a while, before getting up to take a shower together. As we washed, we continued to hold and stroke each other's cocks. We were still hard as a rock, as we dressed, and we both laughed as we tried to pack our full erections into our underwear and jeans.

As we parted, John suggested that I come over to his house the following morning. He told me that he would give a call one his parents had gone to work, and the coast was clear. I was hard for most of the evening, and went to bed yearning to be with John - I could not wait for the morning to arrive!



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