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Draining Bob

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by Alfredo Fettucini I had a potent experience with my uncle. My family had driven down to Northern California from Portland and had planned to stay with the West family in their big farmhouse. Big as it was, the house was full of family, so, as it happened, my uncle Bob and I were the obvious candidates to share a bed. I was fifteen at the time. It was 1947 and Bob was just back from the Army Air Force. Bob was a giant of a man--6' 6' and easily 230 lbs. What I didn't know is that he was as gay as pink ink. In those days that subject wasn't something that was openly discussed. Most people spoke behind their hands that Bob was different, and then the subject would change. As for myself, I had been sucking boy cock in my neighborhood for a couple years. I didn�t accept the label "queer". Even then I preferred a girl as the ideal sex partner but getting a girl, dating, playing mind games didn�t appeal to me just for the sake of a score. Esquire mags and those early, hand-drawn fuckbooks were fine but an honest to goodness screw was something to be fantasized and dismissed. The alternative was to join in a circle jerk with young friends around home and that was soon embellished to blowjobs. That, to me, was a near perfect sex act. Not only does a blowjob feel fantastic to receive; it's even better to give than to receive. Bob had mischief in mind but he probably forgot how far advanced a fifteen-year-old can be. Right after we crawled into bed, his hand wandered over to touch my thigh. I said something in a stage whisper like, "Hi, there!" He said very softly, "Be very quiet. The walls are like paper." Then he looked directly at me and asked, "What do you want to do?" My throat was thick with lust. I could hardly speak without clearing my throat each time and I couldn't think of any reason to beat around the bushes. "Could you kneel over my chest and let me suck you off?" Bob was in no mood to argue. He tried to move quietly but the bed springs complained under his massive body. But then he was over me and his uncut 8" cock was waggling, touching my nose and lips and forehead. I got one hand free and guided it into my widely stretched mouth. The smell of his crotch was a powerful turn-on. The sweetness of his cock filled my mouth and the flowing precum made my already thick throat a slippery slide. He was now thrusting in and out and holding both sides of my head in his hands. It was only a minute or two before Bob stopped all motion. "Oh....oh....I'm going to cum....". With that he started to pull out but I grabbed his buttocks and pulled him back with all my might. And then he let go and I realized another dilemma. He was cumming in great spasms and my mouth was filling much fast. I pulled back just enough to close my mouth and swallow quickly and almost get back on his cock.....but not before he squirted cum against my lips and cheek. I remember holding my hand to my cheek to conserve all the missed shots. I had to swallow three times in that flood of hot cum. When I finally let him back up a bit, I scraped the missing load from my lips and cheek to "get it all". He had just erupted like Mt Vesuvius but I wanted more; I didn't want that outpouring of cum to stop.....ever. As for my own load, I had cum without hardly realizing it. It went up his back to his neck and there were a few globs on the sheets. What an orgasm! What a mutual orgasm!! I can honestly say that today, 55 years later, I've never quite been able to duplicate the intensity of that mutual orgasm with anyone, man or woman. It was also at that time that I noticed the big difference in the taste of Bob's cum and that of other neighborhood kids up in Portland. Bob smoked 5 packs of butts a day and that made his sperm very pungent. Ordinarily that strong taste would be objectionable but at that moment in time, it was greatest aphrodisiac in the world. In fact, that scene has been one of my main jackoff fantasies.