My First Time - Sex Stories

My First Time

... because I didn't want Brock to see how hard he'd made me. As if reading my thoughts, Brock started to move down my body, pressing his agile fingers against the smooth flesh of my inner thighs. His touch sent a shiver down my spine. I'd never felt this way before. I'd been with girls plenty of times, but they'd never made me feel this way. Brock continued to move down my body, gently massaging my legs until he reached my feet. Still humming to himself, Brock worked his fingers between my toes, up against my heels, then moving his fingers softly between each toe. I felt something wet. He was licking my feet. I was frozen. I couldn't think of anything to do or say, I wanted to stop him, but I couldn't. His touch held me still. His tongue went up against my heel and up my ankle until it finally reached my knee where my cut off Levis started. "We won't need these, either..." Brock said. As if in a trance, I agreed with him. I felt him slid his hands under my body and unbutton and unzip my shorts. When he started pulling them down I raised my belly off the floor to help him. Together we pulled my shorts off. He rubbed his hands up against my ass, covered now by only my jockey shorts. I could feel the pressure lifting as Brock stood up. I could hear a faint whooshing sound. My eyes were squeezed closed, as if I were afraid to look. And when Brock sat back down on me, I could feel his bare flesh against mine. I was through trying to deny this...I wanted him and I didn't care if it ...

... made me gay, perverted or what. Then Brock turned me over onto my back. He was now totally naked as he knelt over me and his cock was hard. I was afraid, but I wanted to touch it. Nervously, I reached out, wanting to see if it was real and put my fingers around it. It was defiantly real. It was warm and soft to touch, yet hard in my grip. It was the first time I'd ever touched another man's cock. I just lay there, staring at Brock's cock in my hand, not really thinking of anything but seeing what it looked like. It was a little bigger than mine, circumcised and definitely needing some release. Brock smiled down at me. "I knew you wanted this," he chuckled as he ripped off my underwear. Grabbing my hair, Brock guided my mouth to his hard cock. I looked into his eyes as my lips engulfed his swollen cock. I could feel the creases and veins of his cock caress my lips as my head bobbed over his thick shaft. "Suck harder cocksucker," Brock laughingly demanded as I noisily slurped on his salty shaft. The taste, the feel and the scent was incredible. I was consumed by the act. Brock held my head tight and forced his dick down my throat until tears streamed down my cheek as I fought my gag reflex. "Suck me cocksucker," Brock wailed as his hard cock pumped in and out of my mouth. I wasn't long until I felt his balls tighten and I knew instinctively that he was close. I was tense with anticipation. He forced his cock deeper down my throat as it started to spit. His thick cream filled my ...