First time and more : Part 2

From the previous story, "first time and more," my friend, Sean, and I grew up together. After Sean's cousin got him to suck his dick but didn't suck Sean in return, the next day Sean asked me. We ended up sucking each other just about every weekday for the next three years after school at my house since my parents worked late. The following is more detail about those years.

That first year Sean and I couldn't get enough of sucking each other. Although we were not mature enough to cum, we experienced what we called "the feeling" which later I found was called orgasm. Also, to dispel the myth that guys can't get orgasm before they ejaculate, I know that I got the best orgasms during that time before I was mature enough to spurt cum. The tingling, numbing feeling would start at the to of my head and go all the way to my feet with my dick being the primary area of exhilaration.

In the previous story, I mentioned the various positions that Sean and I used to suck each other. A few methods were left out. Sean was always the instigator. One day he asked me to put ice in my mouth while sucking him. I put a couple of small cubes in my mouth and sucked him. He liked that a lot. When he did the same for me, I felt the cold cubes rubbing on my dick and that really excited me. We couldn’t keep this up very long since our mouths got too cold and tired. Remember, these were the days before internet, and we had no idea what other people were doing or even if they did it at all.

Another time Sean put hot sauce on his dick. That didn’t work. He started yelling. He got into my shower and ran cold water on it, but that didn’t help. It took 30 minutes or more for his dick to stop burning. He kept trying to get me to suck him during that time, but I wasn’t going to get that hot stuff in my mouth. That was really funny.

We didn’t know what foreplay was, but Sean eventually discovered it for us. He sucked my tits and ran his tongue down my stomach. I did the same to him after he showed me. We were so sensitive at that age that we couldn’t do it for long. Sean took his palm and rubbed in around and around on the tip of my dick. That was wild and almost made me pee. When I did it to Sean, he did pee a little.

Sean's craziest idea was when we sucked my kneecaps. That was unbearable. We timed each other to see how long each of us could stand it. Sean beat me on that one, but he screamed so loud that I thought a neighbor could hear him. These naive episodes of foreplay enhanced the feeling that we got while sucking each other. It is amazing how this innocent discovery is a ritualistic method used throughout history.

Sean and I had no idea about anal sex, so that came a long time later for me. We also didn’t know how to masturbate although our friend Michael, who moved into the neighborhood about a year after Sean and I first sucked each other, showed us.

Recapping from my first story, after we all became friends, Sean, the aggressive one, asked the new kid, Michael, to suck dicks with him, and a couple days later Michael told me. Then all three of us sucked each other for the next couple of years. Michael was mature, had a large dick, and his cum spurted in gushers. Michael was in the scouts. He knew how to jerk off, but he never told us, probably because he thought we already knew.

Months after we met Michael and during one of our sucking times, all three of us were casually sitting together. Sean was sitting naked on one side of Michael, and I was naked on the other side. Michael had all of his clothes on with his large dick sticking out his zipper. He liked to see us take our clothes of first. This time Michael didn’t take his clothes off.

Michael started jiggling our dicks with each hand as we talked about nonsense stuff for a while. All of a sudden I got “the feeling!” Those were the immature years when you couldn’t predict the onset of orgasm. It just happened suddenly. I was amazed that it happened without my being sucked! I told Sean and Michael what had happened. Michael laughed. Sean wasn’t sure if I was telling the truth. I remember him asking if I was sure. He kept saying, “Really? Are you sure?” Those quotes real.

Sean told Michael to keep jiggling his little dick because he wanted to see if it happened to him. Of course it did. Michael didn’t act like anything was a big deal, but Sean and I did. Michael hadn’t cum yet, so I started sucking him. I was usually the one that sucked Michael because I was a tad bigger than Sean, but Sean did suck Michael on occasion and of course when they sometimes got together without me.

This time I asked Sean to take over when my mouth got tired. We went back and forth a few times on Michael. That was a first. Michael really liked that. No, Michael didn’t cum in our mouths, but it was like hot potato. We kind of feared that one time we wouldn’t get off in time and get cum in our mouths. At that naive time in our sex lives, that was just not thinkable. Michael shot out his usual gusher. We watched his dick sticking out of his unzipped pants. Seeing him cum always turned me on, but I never thought of letting him cum in my mouth. The first time that Michael and I sucked each other was in his basement. Now that all three of us met at my house, we had to have what Sean termed a “cum rag” to catch Michael’s cum before it went all over my bedspread. Whoever sucked Michael, which was usually me, would hold the cum rag in one hand while sucking Michael. When Michael would give the word, you would pull off as fast as possible and put the washcloth over his dick to catch the cum.

Not thinking since we were going back and forth sucking Michael, no one had a "cum rag." Sean had just pulled off. Michael's cum went straight up and most got on my bedspread. We used toilet tissue to clean it up. I think Michael purposely didn't remind us to use a "cum rag" and wanted to shoot his cum in Sean's mouth. Since I was too young to do serious clothes washing, and I couldn't just suddenly tell my mom that I needed my bedspread washed, I had to sleep under a cover that I knew had cum on it. At that age, that wasn't cool.

We didn’t get together as often to suck each other after we learned to jerk off, but we were still pretty regular three or four times a week. On weekends, we ended up at Michael’s house. It was always more fun together than jerking off alone. Also, I see why Michael didn’t always come over to get sucked each afternoon after school with Sean and me since he had been jerking off. As soon as Sean and I got off the bus, we went straight to my house. Michael rode a different bus which arrived about 15 minutes later. We didn’t take off our clothes until we knew Michael wasn’t coming over. Michael knew he could join at anytime which he did regularly, but as I said, not everyday. Reflecting on those days, I guess I liked taking my clothes off in front of Michael as much as he liked watching.

Michael told us that we could use Vaseline or cream to jerk off. I found that really amazing. Looking back, I’m surprised that Sean hadn’t thought about that since he was so innovative, but once Sean learned, his imagination chimed in. One time, Sean heated a small amount of Crisco in the microwave. Sean clasped my dick in his hand and used the warm Crisco on me, and I would use it on him at the same time. Wow, that was neat. We stopped after a while and sucked each other to finish up. At about this time, Sean started sucking my balls. That was good, but we found that licking them gently was more fun.

Sean couldn’t resist and bit one of my balls on purpose. Not hard, but it hurt like only a guy knows. He made me promise for like 5 minutes that I wouldn’t do it to him. Of course I had every intention of biting his balls, and he knew I would. I didn’t do it at first. I started sucking him calmly as usual. Then I chomped down on one of his nuts with my lips. It doesn’t take much at that age to send a guy reeling on the floor. We both laughed at that one, but mutually agreed that we wouldn’t chomp on each other’s balls anymore. I think it did happen a couple times after that, but it wasn’t common practice. I didn’t dare try it on Michael since he was so much bigger. Sean did. He lived to regret it.

Sean never offered to suck Michael when the three got together. So when the next time we three got together, Sean said he wanted to suck Michael first, I knew something was up. After Sean bit one of Michael’s balls, Michael picked him up and turned him upside down. Sean’s head was at Michael’s feet, and Michael had Sean’s little dick and both balls clamped inside of his mouth. I was on the floor laughing until I had tears. Sean was screaming, but Michael would not let go. While being held upside down, Sean tried to hit Michael in the balls in self-defense. Michael clamped harder, I guess, because Sean was screaming to let him down.

After he let him down, Michael gave Sean an indian burn followed by a titty twister. Michael wasn’t a bully, but he gave it to Sean that time. It was all in fun, but it was severe, so Sean never tried that prank again on Michael. Geez, that was funny. I got some ice for Sean while we all laughed. Sean denied the ice, but wanted to be sucked off. We obliged in our usual order. Sean sucked me, I sucked Michael, and Michael sucked Sean.

Later that year, the hair around my dick starting growing, my dick got bigger, and then I noticed a little drop of cum when I jerked off. Sean didn’t know it, so when he sucked me, he got a drop or two in his mouth without knowing it which turned me on. Months later, Sean found out that I was dripping cum, and when I started really squirting it out, I had to tell Sean before I came so that he could pull off and use a “cum rag.” I missed not having his mouth on me while I got the feeling. Sean, Michael, and I continued sucking each other regularly. It is funny that the usual order continued where Sean sucked me, I sucked Michael, and Michael sucked Sean.

I didn’t get to see Sean mature and gush cum like Michael and I were doing three years after that day that Sean asked if we would show our dicks to each other because I moved out of the area before Sean matured. I did visit Sean one time before he and Michael both moved out of state. Those were the days of no internet, so I lost track of both of them. As I said before, those were the best days.

My next story, “First Time and More part 3,” continues my true story about my new sex after I moved from the neighborhood and left Sean and Michael behind.