Remembering my first time.

Often, watching porn reminds me of my first time. Certain scenes can make that incredible memory flood back. My first time was so amazing. It has stuck with me and is still so thrilling. I hope everyone's was as special. Like most, I was young, I was naive. Everything was so fresh and new, everything was so exciting. There were no experiences to pull from, no knowledge or preceived notions. Minds and eyes were clear, uncluttered with life's pressures and problems. Emotions, senses were on the surface. What a wonderful time. How wonderful it was to be young.

It was dark out. We were both so nervous, knowing exactly why we were searching out a secluded place. So much curiousity, so much young, unexplored lust. Breathless with excitement and anticipation, we looked. A dark, private location. Just ours, just for us two, just for us to experience those unknown, exciting pleasures. So innocent, not even knowing the names or words for our desires or actions. Just knowing the want and the need and the natural instincts we all posess.

We were outside. The air was warm, the night sky bright with the moonlight and with the stars. It was easy to see eachother. Easy to see his hands fumbling with his zipper and fly. My eyes were glued, watching, waiting, with such lust and curiousity. We could barely breathe, we were both so full of anticipation; breathless, yes, breathless. That is exactly what we were. Friends, just curious friends, wanting to explore eachother, eachother's body. Curious about the pleasure our bodies felt and about the plessures another could bring.

We undressed at tne same time, both wiggling out of our jeans, both pushing down our underwear. I remember my first sight of his cock. I had so wanted to see it, again, so young, so curious. My eyes seemed drawn to it and his to mine. I remember it, how it moved, how it seemed to glow in the moonlight and how it attracted me. I remember how we were smiling, even laughing as we held and caressed one another's cocks. We knew it was naughty, and maybe that was part of why it was so exciting. We knew we were not supposed to be doing this, but nature had given us urges.

His dick felt so good to touch. I had no idea why, but it seemed to send warmth and tingles through me. Jolts that were sent directly from my finger tips to my cock. Touching him pleasured me. Oh, the thrill, my heart was beating out of my chest. Pounding, thumping, the sound filled my ears. We both got hard in eachother's hands. Giggling, exhaling sharply, it was pleasure we had not known before. The pleasure of another's touch. For me, such craving and lust. As much as I enjoyed his hand on my cock, as incredible as it felt, even making me light headed, I felt a desire. I felt a need, lust and desire for more. I felt such a craving to put my mouth on him, on his cock. His dick throbbed and pulsed in my hand as I caressed it and laughed. Slowly, I moved to my knees. Both laughing, shaking even, his hard cock was only inches away. Still holding it, gripping it, I moved my lips to his dick and kissed it. I laughed, he laughed, but the tone was somehow different. Again, I kissed it and quickly licked it. Such a feeling came over me, I don't know how to discribe it, how to possible do it justice. Such a thrill and such desire and lust. My brain, body and cock tingled. I took his cock in my mouth and sucked it, neither of us were laughing, all I could hear was heavy breathing. His cock, so warm, so hard, oh, it felt wonderful. I don't know why I wanted it so much. I don't know why it felt so right. I have no idea why it felt so incredible, but sucking his cock was the thrill of my young life. I loved it immediately and the pleasure it brought me. The pleasure it brought both of us.

His body was shaking. As he neared orgasm, the sensations were too strong, his cock too sensitive. He needed to cum, he had to come and did it the only way he knew, he pulled his cock from my lips and stroked himself. So funny to think back, how I just stayed there on my knees. Reveling in the orgasm I had brought him to and unexplainable joy of serving cock and being in that position. On my knees, I watched, lustfully. I watched him stroke himself. So naturally, I opened my mouth and waited. So naturally, he pointed his cock at me and stroked it.

In the soft light of the night time sky, his hard cock glowed. The incredible, sexy, erotic sounds of our heavy breathing. The incredible sense and thrill our anticipation. His body shaking, quivering. My cock throbbing, leaking, waiting. I remember his sounds, his noises and his moan. I remember my almost euphoric jolt and awe as the first stream of his semen shot from his cock's tip and splashed against my face and into my mouth. Warm, wonderful, no expectations, no previous knowledge, just pure and natural joy. Thick, powerful, no thoughts as to what was expected or as to how I should react, just pure pleasure. He aimed his cum spurting cock at me, he just knew what to do. I waited and opened my mouth for him, I knew what to do. Awash in the flavor and wonder of his cum. It was wonderful, I felt so wonderful. Seeing his hard cock bounce and throb in the moonlight as the rest of his cum oozed out. Feeling it on me, tasting it, so very naturally and eagerly I licked the last drop from his tip.

Again, the giggles and laughter returned and I wiped cum from my chin.

We ran off together, although I could barely stand.

So many times after, I dreamed about sucking dick. So many times, I would of begged a boy to cum on me. I layed awake, so many nights, then and even now, thinking of it. Reliving the moment, the way it felt. His cock, soft and firm at the same time. The way it felt on my lips, the way it felt in and filled my mouth. My tongue on the head, feeling the ridge and edge of it. How full it felt, how it reacted to my touch. How it made my own cock leak and pulse. Something inside me wanted it, craved it. Somehow it was so thrilling, erotic and satisfying. The taste, the excitement of his cum blast. Feeling it on me, tasting it on my tongue. Two young friends, both discovering sex for the first time. His impossibly hard, sensitive, inexperienced cock. My cock, feeling his touch, making my light headed, making me want more. Making me want to fall to my knees.

I remember my first time. Oh, how wonderful it was.