The feelings I was getting were indescribable: I thought life couldn't get any better when I accidently brought myself to orgasm at the age of nine whilst straddling the branch of a tree I was climbing. It took me so by surprise that I lost my balance and fell about seven feet to the ground, fracturing my right arm in the process. I was taken to hospital and my arm put in plaster - this was great as somehow I managed to skive a whole week of school, during which I learnt how to beat off. (This is also why, even though I'm right-handed, tend to wank with my left hand) Life couldn't get any better, and I soon settled into a daily wanking routine.

Then at twelve I actually made sperm for the first time. I was having my usual evening toss when I felt my climax coming. But instead of peaking when I was expecting it to, it just kept building and building - my had motions got faster and faster until suddenly about a teaspoon of thin, milky-white fluid shot from my dick and landed about half way up my stomach. It didn't quite click what was going on straight away - I thought I'd somehow managed to piss myself until I turned my bedside lamp on and noticed the colour. I also noticed that I didn't really want to do it again - usually I was good for three or four rounds - this time it seemed as if all four had been combined into one - WHICH WAS OK FOR ME!

Then the following year when I'd just turned 13, I was lying face down on my bed steadily leafing through an Argos cataogue. I reached the sports section and noticed this particularly cute 14-15 year old modelling a pair of football (soccer) shorts, and I was absolutely convinced that he was either hung like a horse or had a fairly major hard-on - the slight shadow caused by the photographic lights accentuating it. This really turned me on and I had a hard-on within seconds. I tried to adjust my position on the bed and in doing so, thrust my hips forward slightly. This sent my erection between the waste band of my boxers and my stomach and it felt sooo good...

I did it again.... and again.... and soon had a steady rhythm going. Before I knew it I'd shot my load into my jeans. The feeling of my warm sperm slowly oozing through the fabric and matting my few pubic hairs together got me horny again and I started to hump the bed for a second time. Having my previous load already in my underwair made all the difference as my sensitive head moved over the slippy fabric. In half the time I ws groaning and shooting my second load to join the first - from that moment on I was hooked on jacking off in my underwair or trousers - it just felt sooo cool...

Then Tay had started licking my dick. My 'it can't get any better than this' notion was shattered again as Tay's tongue probed over my cockhead; and then again as I tentatively pushed into his backside...

My thrusts into Tay were getting steadily faster and faster and he was starting to meet my thrusts, tightening his arse as I pulled out. "DEAN! FUCK ME! FUCK ME AS HARD AS YOU CAN!!" he yelled. I willingly obliged and thrust in as far as I possibly could, then pulled out almost to the very tip before plunging in again.

Both Tay and I couldn't stand for much more of this: He sort of half moaned, half yelled, his voice cracking slightly with the volume. I felt his arse spasm uncontrolably round my cock, so sending me over the edge. I thrust deeply into him for the last time and felt myself pumping my sperm deeply into him. I collapsed on top of Tay, breathing heavily. "Th... That was great," I panted.

"First time's always the best." We just lay together, me still inside him, gently allowing our breathing to settle. After about ten minutes, Tay suggested we get into bed - personally I wanted to stay like that all night but I suppose it wasn't the most comfortable positon for him. I slowly pulled my not-quite-soft dick out of Tay's beautiful backside and he rolled over, displaying his dick and balls covered with his sperm.

I leant over amd began to slowly lick all the sperm off him - he tasted so cool - somewhat sweeter than my own but just as thick. He thrust his hips towards me and ran his fingers through my hair. I couldn't believe how good something as simple as that felt - if it was knowing that it was him doing it I didn't know, didn't care!

I gradually felt his dick begin to harden under the onslaught of my tongue, slowly hardening to its full length and standing slightly off his chest - I dunno, the virtues of being young and horny... For a moment I just looked at it and ran my fingers over his entire length, gradually pulling his foreskin back, revealing a reddish-purple helmet. As I stroked him, a drop of pre-cum appeared at his slit. Not wantng to waste any of him, I moved forward again and took the head of his dick into my mouth as he'd done to me, gently licking round the ridge of his helmet.

I then started moving down on his shaft, sucking as hard as I could, eventually bottoming out with hus pubes tickling my nose. I gently squeezed Tay's balls and could feel his dick gently nudging my tonsils, causing me to swallow. Tay groaned and asked if he could do me too. Keeping my mouth on his dick, I shuffled round placing my dick over his face. He reached up and guided my dick to his lips, forcing his tongue under my foreskin. I lowered myself to get more inside his mouth. In doing so, I caused him to swallow - now I could see what the big deal was! Tay started to bob his head up and down, pressing his lips tightly around my shaft when he pulled back. I was so involved with the feelings I was getting I almost forgot to continue sucking him! I returned the favour and started bobbing my own head - awkwardly at first - but soon getting into a steady rhythm.

Without any warning whatsoever, I felt Tay's dick swell even larger than it already was and a long, powerful jet of cum was injected into my mouth. I squeezed his balls trying to coax as much from them as possible and a couple of seconds later was rewarded with a second, third and fourth jet of his wonderful liquid. Just as he'd finished shooting his last spurt, I began with my own. Tay grabbed my arse and pulled me deeply into his mouth, his nose pushing up against my balls. I shot three good spurts straight down his throat and on the fourth, pushed me back slightly so he could catch it in his mouth.

After he'd milked the last of my cum from my dick, he crawled out from under me and lay close to me. Our mouths draw together and we kissed again, his cum mixing with mine, making a taste like no other I'd ever experenced.

Tay broke the kiss and shuffled under the tight sheets, me joining him. We fell asleep in each other's arms.


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