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MY FIRST TIME/CONTINUED/SLEEP OVER AT STUART’S A TRUE STORY

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by ray87@hotmail.com My best friend, Joe and his older brother Stuart shared a room with twin beds. Their parents slept in the new addition which was at the other end of the house. What had once been their bed room was now the family room and where Stuart bunked when I slept over. The house was old and big and once his parents turned in for the night, we could pretty much do as we pleased as long as we didn’t make to much noise. Friday nights were the best because Joe and I went to the high school football or basketball game, had a dinner of hot dogs and hamburgers and watched Stuart, who was the star of the freshman team, play. By the time we got home, Joe’s parents were usually in bed. Stuart, who as good looking and popular always had a date after the game and never got back to the house before midnight. Joe would dig out Stuart’s huge collection of porno magazines and some books that had really hot fuck stories. I’d get into his twin bed and with just one small light on we’d lay naked against each other, read fuck stories out loud and take turns stroking each other off. I loved playing with Joe’s penis which was cut and curved upward toward his belly. Like me, he was just beginning to get a little peach fuzz around his peter. He loved it when I’d spit on my hand and lube up his hard cock and stroke him until he shot his first load. He’d lay on his left side and I’d be behind him with my cock in the crack of his hairless ass. It wouldn’t be long before he’d start to groan and then move and I could feel his cum load spurting between my fingers. He’d catch as much of his cum as he could and then we’d change places and he’d slick up my cock with his juice and then beat me off. By the time Stuart got home from his date, Joe was asleep. I wasn’t. I knew Stuart would come into the bathroom next to their bed room and take a piss before going to the kitchen for something to eat. Ever since he’d beat me off for the first time, I’d wanted to be around Stuart as much as I could. It wasn’t easy. He was fourteen and I was just twelve and while Stuart was always nice to the younger guys, it still wasn’t cool for him to hang out with me. The bathroom door open and as soon as I heard the lid of the toilet go up, I got out of bed and walked quietly to the door. Stuart, lipstick on his cheek and looking like he’d slept in his clothes, had his fat, 7’ circumcised cock out and was letting go a power stream of bright yellow piss. While I was excited, I was also disappointed that he had on white boxer shorts and not the jockeys that he had been wearing when he beat me off and made me cum for the first time. He put his finger up to his lips for me to be quiet and then motioned for me to come over beside him. “Shake it off for me,” he whispered as he took my hand and put it on his cock which was so heavy it was drooping down. As I began to gently shake the last drops of gold out of his big piss slit, he whispered to me, “ Wait ten minutes and then come into the family room.” When I went into the family room, I could see partially see Stuart stretched out on top of the covers of the day bed. There was blue glow coming from the outside security light and I could clearly see that inside those boxers he had a huge boner. He moved over and I sat on the bed beside him. “What a fucked-up night” he said as he took my hand and put it inside the fly of his boxers, “I worked on this girl for about two hours, had her all hot and bothered and just as I got my dick head in her pussy, she reached down to guide it in and when she realized I wasn’t wearing a rubber she jumped up and that was the end of any pussy for me. I’ve got a mean case of the blue balls.” My uncut cock was already hard and at the thought that his cock had been inside a pussy, had pussy juice on it and I was stroking it made me so fucking hot I almost shot my load without touching my dick. Just then he sat up. “Wait a minute,” said as he reached under the bed, “I’ve got something for you.” In the pale blue light I could see he was holding a pair of his jockey shorts. “They’re for you. Put them on,” he said as he tugged at my shorts, “I could tell that day when I beat you off, the way you stared at them around my ankles, that you were really turned on by them. I wore them all day, during the game and while I was trying to get some pussy to get them good and ripe for you.” I stood up and Stuart pulled my shorts down while I held his sweaty jockeys to my nose. They were damp with pre-cum, old dried cum, teen-boy sweat and what I hoped was pussy juice. The pungent aroma was more intoxicating than the jock sweat and boy cum that premeditate the boy’s high school locker room. Before I slipped them on, I went to the window. In the pale light I could see four or five of his long black pubes stuck to patches of dried cum. I was trembling as I pulled them on knowing that my little piece of meat was going to nestle in the worn, warm, sticky pouch that had held his big cock and that his pubes would be against my peach fizz. “Lie down and face me,” Stuart said. He put his left arm under my head, pulled me so close to him I could smell the still-wet sweat in his arm pit and feel his throbbing, hot cock, which was dripping massive globs of teen-boy pre-cum, pushing and thrusting against my crotch. He began to kiss and tongue fuck my ear while he pulled down the jockeys he had given me with his right hand. “I want to fuck you foreskin,” he said as he gently rubbed my foreskin. When he pulled back my long, tight skin a gusher of pre-cum roared out and covered his hand. He put his index finger in his mouth and sucked off my pre-cum. Then he reached down, stuck his finger inside my juicy, wet skin and massaged the head of my cock. I could feel him gently stretching the skin with his fingers and that made more pre-cum gush out. Once again, he brought his right hand to his mouth, suck on his fingers and when he had rubbed my pre-cum mixed with his spit against my lips, he pushed open my lips with his hot tongue and probed my mouth. “Pull your skin open,” he said as he continue to gently kiss and caress me. ‘Is this what you did with the girl you tried to fuck?” I whispered. “Sure is,” he said, “ but this is a hell of a lot better.” I reached between my legs and pulled my foreskin open as wide as I could and stated stretching it over the throbbing, wet head of his penis. His cock was so much bigger than mine that at first my skin barely covered his big, wide piss slit. Then Stuart began to gently thrust and the more he pushed the deeper his penetrated my foreskin. Grabbing my hand he gave one final push and my skin slipped over the head. We were locked together with my skin anchored underneath the rim of of his helmet-headed cock. “This is better than pussy,” he said as he kissed and caressed me and fucked my foreskin which was filled with his pre-cum and mine. Suddenly his whole body, which was glistening with sweat, began to stiffen and he stuck his tongue as deep as he could down my throat and poured his load into my foreskin. As soon as I felt his hot juice spurting into my skin, I couldn’t hold back any longer and shot my load. We lay there for a long time and finally Stuart said, “I’m going to take my cock out now, but I want you to hold the tip of your skin and keep our cum loads inside.” Stuart pulled up my jockey shorts and when they were over my small, slim hips he said, “Now stick your dick inside and let it go.” As the elastic band snapped against my stomach, I let the foreskin open and a gusher of our thick, milk-white cum flooded my crotch. “I want you to take the jockeys with you,” Stuart said, “ wear them when you beat off and make sure you get some of your head cheese inside them. Next Friday night, I want to smell them and then put them on while we make love again.” I did as I was told. I would have done anything Stuart asked me to do. I’d like to hear from other, legal age guys, about their hot first time experiences.

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