My boyfriend and I have been going out for almost a year and a half now. We love each other very much, and sometimes I wonder if we are closer than most couples our age. (We’re both 18). We took it pretty slow going into the relationship, although both of us admitted to being regular masturbators and loving the feel of personal pleasure. It also turned out both of us are Bi-Sexual, which is a huge turn on. This is the story of the first time I was able to give him a blowjob. We had almost reached our one-year anniversary. It was April 11th, 2003, the night of his senior prom. (We went to rival schools.)
I had just got off the phone with my mom, telling her we were going to hang out for about an hour then I would be home. We had changed from our prom attire into regular clothes and were chilling out at his house. It was about 11:30, and we moved into his room. He sat at his computer and started messing around with it for a minute. “Show me some of those videos you were talking about.” I said. He had mentioned a rather large collection of male-male porn on his computer a few times. He had even made me a girl-girl porn CD for personal usage. The door to his room was open and his cute little ferret waltzed in and curled up in her small bed. His dad lived separate his mom, and his mom was off somewhere with her current boyfriend. He pulled up a male-male-female video, and mentioned it was a good one, and one of the only ones he had with a female in it. I laughed and knelt beside him on the floor, watching the 6-7 min long video with him.
The video was pretty good, it had 2 hot guys and an equally good-looking girl in it, and they did a variety of different positions and acts. While watching the threesome go at it, my hand slipped onto my boyfriend’s cock and I absent-mindedly started stroking him through his pants. After that video ended, he pulled up another one and mentioned it was one of his favorites. The 2 guys on screen were taking turns giving each other head. The facial expressions were starting to get to me, and I mentioned to him how sexy that was. He agreed completely and the short video ended. By that time, he had unzipped himself, and I was a bit shocked he was up. He laughed and said “Well yah, these videos kinda do that to me.” That kicked me into realization of how horny I was as well. I asked him if I could try another blowjob on him. Two weeks earlier, after my school’s prom, we had attempted it in the backseat of the small Corsica we had been on with a condom. It didn’t work out too well, with it being so cramped. and we couldn’t angle ourselves right. My boyfriend agreed to give it another try, flipped off the overhead light, leaving a small lamp on, and bounced back onto his double-bed after slipping his pants and boxers the rest of the way off.
He pulled my shirt off, and I took my bra off. He wanted me to get undressed the rest of the way, but for some reason I felt I wasn’t ready for it. He handed me a condom, and I slipped it on him. After about 30 seconds of fumbling with the stupid thing, we just agreed to do it without it. He leaned back onto a pile of pillows as I slipped his thick head into my mouth. I suckled gently, and he let out a low moan. Taking the rest of him in my mouth, I was just beginning to feel I couldn’t get the rest of him in completely when my lips met his skin and hair. Not being overly large or too small, he is very thick, and was harder to get around then to take in the length. I pulled him in and out a few times, and settled on the top half of his member. I shifted positions so that I was on my knees facing him, while still sitting on the floor by the bed. I glanced up at his face while sucking especially hard and almost lost it at the pure ecstasy on his face. He started bucking into me, and made the bed bounce.
The small lamp beside the bed flickered on and off several times, I think the plug wasn’t in too well, and was being manipulated with the motions of his bouncing. His legs tightened themselves up as he bent into my steady array of alternate sucking and tongue usage. I looked into his face yet again, and admired the artwork the pleasure was doing to him. I remember those expressions the most from that night. I don’t know why, but they really got to me. It was amazing knowing you could give someone that much pleasure. This tempo kept up for a steady fifteen minutes before I had to stop for a break because of the strain he did to my mouth. I pulled his cock out and held it, slowly rubbing it, and mentioned I needed a short break. His panting slowed and he looked down at me, and smiled. He said, “I want to cum so bad, but I can’t”. Earlier I had mentioned not wanting him to climax in my mouth, as I had hated the taste of it before from my only-other partner that I had gone this far with, and totally regretted it. Feeling bad, I told him he could.
After a minute or so, I continued sucking him, only more intensely this time. He met every motion I made with my mouth with his own moans and twitches. “God…” he groaned, and he mumbled he was about to explode. I braced myself, and tongued and pulled even harder on him as he arched himself and filled my mouth with a load of hot liquid. Swallowing as quickly as possible as to avoid the taste, I waited for him to catch his breath. I noticed that his cum didn’t have the stale cheese taste that the other one had had, and I actually liked the salty sweetness of him. He glanced up at me and smiled sheepishly again. I told him I’d be right back, and went into his bathroom and stole a swig of his mouthwash, not wanting to gross him out by making him taste himself in my mouth when we did kiss again. When I got back to the room, he was in the process of pulling his boxers and pants back on. I joined him in getting dressed again and met him in a longing kiss. I glanced at the clock and saw it was getting pretty late, the hour I’d told my mom was almost up.
We locked up his house and he started on the long drive back to my house, it being about 20 minutes from where he lived. I had told him earlier before he got dressed that he tasted pretty damn good, which was a total shock to me. I asked him about that flickering lamp, and he said “Oh that’s what those flashing lights were? I thought they were from being in pure ecstasy.” I, if possible, gleamed even more after that. Since that night, we’ve done the blowjob thing partially here and there; unfortunately we can’t spend a whole lot of alone time together anymore. I do know one thing, however, I really enjoy every moment of stolen time we have together. I can’t wait for the day I can do that to him over and over again..….
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