I watched in amazement, he shot some nice white milky liquid from his cock as his eyes rolled in amazement.įor the next month, I enjoyed myself immensely, getting sucked off, kissing and fondling Terry the making him cum. I had never seen anyone cum before, so I naturally said yes. After about an hour, he asked me to make him cum by jerking his cock off.
He sucked and kissed me that day for almost an hour, I loved it, and from Terry's reaction, he truly enjoyed himself too. After being nude, he lay me down on the bed, striped himself, and jumped in. I followed him, and once inside, he turned to me, gave me a big, wet, tongue filled kiss while his hands loosened and took off all my clothes. This lasted for a couple of weeks, it felt great, I always looked forward to seeing him after school, then one afternoon, I started to head downstairs, as I had done many times before, when he told me that we will be going to the bedroom instead. Without really noticing it, he had unbuttoned my jeans, and started fiddling around for my cock, he took it out and started to suck it.
We both sat down on the chesterfield and he immediately started to rub my crotch through my jeans while he kissed me, with full tongue, the first time I ever had been kissed with full tongue, and I practically melted in his arms, the kiss felt great, his hands felt great, and my whole body felt great because of it. Once inside, after removing my coat, he escorted me down the stairs to a fully furnished, lavish basement filled with a chesterfield, a love seat, some chairs and a pool table. The next day, he was there again, waiting for me, and I got into the car, smiled at him, and off we went to his house. I didn't get much sleep that night, I was fantasizing most of the night wondering, what I can expect from him, would he hurt me, or would it be the most beautiful, wonderful feeling I ever had. I had said "Yes" to him but deep down inside I was scared, I didn't know what to expect the next day. Well, this went on for a couple of weeks, before he announced that tomorrow, he would take me to his place before driving me home. The next night, he was there again, I wasn't sure whether or not I should take a ride from him or not, but, I decided, why not, I liked the way he made me and my cock feel. He had been kind and soft with his cock massaging, and, in no time I was hard, and I started to feel even better, it felt good. I was scared, I had no way of avoiding him, he was bigger than I was, and I couldn't jump out of the car, the car was moving, so I did nothing, I just let him play with my cock through my jeans, I had no choice, I figured it was either that or risk getting killed by jumping out. He had picked me up near the school where I hitched almost every night in order to get home, started to drive off with me, and after about five minutes of talking, put his hand on my crotch. Terry was a man in his mid thirties, business-man looking with suit and tie, fancy car, and not a bad looking guy. I had been used to taking rides from strangers by the time I had been picked up by Terry. I had lived five miles from my junior high-school, so I had to rely a lot on the local public transportation system, which was slow and to often infrequent for the bus I needed to get home, so I hitch-hiked a lot. I was not your typical kid at that age, girls really didn't turn me on, and, I had never though about boys.