It was the summer after high school graduation, life was about playing and the real world of college or a job was something we didn't worry about. It was 1976 in Los Angeles. I spent most of my time up at my friend's Tony's house, well, it was his parent's house but they travelled a lot in the summer so we had the place to ourselves. It was up in the hills over Hollywood and had a pool, the view from the backyard looked out over the city and the smog.
Tony was a muscular guy; he played football and was in good shape. His skin was dark and his hair was black and he was very handsome. I was slim and lightly tanned and my hair was bright blond, bleached by the sun. We spent high school partying and going to the beach and getting high and still managed to graduate with decent grades.
That summer I pretty much lived up at Tony's, sleeping on his couch and swimming every day. His parents had a video tape player, a VCR, and we watched movies at night. I used to watch him swim and lie out in the sun and felt conflicting urges; I didn't understand my own feelings then. I knew he was watching me too, I'd lay out on a towel and rub baby oil on my skin so I'd tan darker and his eyes roamed over my body.
One night he brought out a cardboard box full of video tapes and grinned at me.
"I found this in my father's closet."
He rummaged in the box and pulled out a cassette, it had a plain label with a hand written note that said just said 'by the pool'. I watched as he slid it into the VCR and pushed play. We sat on the couch and I saw the first porno in my life. It had terrible sound and terrible acting but I saw real hard core sex for the first time. I watched as the woman knelt in front of the man and took his cock into her mouth and sucked him until he came in her mouth and all over her face. I couldn't look away.
The couple on the screen fucked in more ways than I knew of. We watched that tape and others, glancing at each other from time to time, as men and woman writhed together and moaned in ecstasy. When it was late we shut off the TV and VCR and Tony went to his room. I sat there with a hardon and finally went to the bathroom and masturbated in front of the mirror, my hand slick with lotion, watching myself as I stroked my cock until I finally came into the sink. I didn't sleep much that night.
The next day we swam in the morning, finally taking a break and making lunch, then sat down to watch more of the porn tapes. Tony pulled out one that simply said 'two guys' on the label, written in pencil. We looked at each other and then I put the tape in the machine and pressed play.
We watched as two young men, older than we were by a few years, did things we'd never imagined. They lay together and sucked each other's cocks, 69 style. One of them spanked the other with a hair brush and then put Vaseline on the handle and slid it into the other's asshole. We were barely breathing. Finally one of them bent over the arm of a couch and the other one fucked him. It started with slow, languorous strokes as we watched that hard cock pump in and out of his ass, then the action became harder, faster, the one on top pounding his cock up the other's ass as deep as he could. At the end he pulled out and stroked his own shaft until his cum sprayed on the ass and back of the one on the bottom. The tape ended.
We didn't look at each other; we just stared out the window behind the TV. I took a drink from the can of beer on the table and tried to make up my mind. Finally I decided.
I slid off the couch and knelt between Tony's legs, looking into his dark brown eyes. I hooked my fingers in the waistband of his swimming trunks and pulled them down; he had to lift his ass off the couch so I could them off. He was hard, a pearl of precum already on the tip. I wrapped my hand around his rigid flesh and squeezed, making him moan softly, then I copied what I'd seen a girl on the tape do and licked the crown of his shaft, making him gasp.
I opened my mouth wide and filled my mouth with his cock. He sat there unmoving, watching me as I clamped my lips tight around his cock, sucking hard. I had watched the tapes yesterday and started bobbing my head up and down slowly. I'd never done this before but it seemed like the most natural thing to do. He moans and squirmed a bit and I wrapped my fingers around the base of his cock and started stroking, like I'd seen a woman do on a tape the day before. I sucked him harder, my tongue pressed up along the underside of his penis, squeezing and stroking him with my hand. He didn't last long, suddenly his hips moved and he was trying to push more of his length past my lips, then I tasted his cum for the first time as it flooded my mouth. I gulped and swallowed as much as I could while some ran from the corners of my mouth.
I realized that I loved having his cock in my mouth, in that one moment I discovered a truth about myself. I knelt in front of him and savored the aftertaste of his seed as he lay back and closed his eyes. We didn't speak; we didn't know what to say. Finally I got up and went outside and dove into the pool.
I swam laps for a while and then got out, standing there looking out at the city thinking about what had happened. Then I stripped off my swimsuit and lay out on a towel under the sun. I heard the sliding door open but kept my eyes closed, enjoying the heat on my skin. I knew he was standing over me, looking at my bare body and trying to decide what to do.
After a long moment he sat down on the towel next to me and I heard the pop of the baby oil bottle open. He started to rub the oil into my skin, his strong hands kneading my muscles, coating my back until it was shiny, then he moved to my legs, stroking them as I relaxed under the hot sun. I think I fell asleep there for a moment, lost in the sensations, until I felt his hands on my ass.
His fingers dug into my ass, working the muscles and getting my skin all slippery with the oil. I moaned softly but didn't say anything. Then I felt him spread my cheeks apart to expose the cleft of my ass. I think he stared at my asshole for a long moment; then I felt his finger tip rubbing that right ring of muscle. I spread my legs more and lifted my hips up, encouraging him. I felt him press one slippery finger into my ass, it hurt a bit, he was clumsy. It felt odd, this unaccustomed intrusion, but it was exciting. He started fingering my ass, sliding in and pulling out. I got hard and soon was leaking onto the towel under me. Tony poured oil along the crack of my ass and worked more into me. It hurt still but also felt good, I was moaning softly, I didn't want him to stop. I knew what was about to happen and wanted it to happen.
Suddenly he slipped his finger out of me, and I heard him taking off his shorts. I licked my lips and shivered slightly, anticipating what was to come next. He straddled my thighs and I felt his hard cock rubbing along my slippery skin, then he set the tip to my asshole and started to push into me. I tried to relax, taking deep breaths, and he had to push harder, struggling to get into me. He stopped, changed his angle, and tried again. It started to hurt more, I could hear his breathing, his hands gripped my ass and spread it open wider; he pushed harder. Suddenly he popped through and had the head of his cock in my ass. I yelped and closed my eyes, the pain was intense for a moment; a burning sensation as the ring of muscle was forced to stretch open wider than it was used to.
Luckily Tony wasn't some huge stud, his 6 inch shaft started to slide into me as I bit down on a fold of the towel and whimpered. He kept moving, his hips shifting, as he worked his cock into me.
"Stop...wait...give me a minute," I whispered.
