They say you never forget your first time. Although it's been nearly 20 years, I can still remember it well. It was January of 99 and I had just turned 18.
My parents went out of town to celebrate their anniversary for the weekend, and that meant one thing for me. Busting as many nuts as I could.
I called my girlfriend at the time to try and make plans. Let me tell you, she was a sex pot of horniness. Shoulder length dirty blond hair, 5ft 6in, 175lbs with 44DDs. Yeah she was a little chubby, but damn she could suck my cock like crazy. However, it wasn't meant to be. Her family sprung a last minute ski trip for the weekend.
Crap, now what was I to do. I had no plans, a list of chores my parents wanted done, and nuts so full, they felt as if they could explode any minute.
Well Friday evening after I got home and said goodbye to my parents, I decided to do the one thing I knew I needed to take care of first. Not more than 30 minutes passed by, I was sitting naked in my room rubbing one out. In my post orgasmic glow, I scooped up some of my cum off of my chest and brought it to my mouth. Didn't smell bad nor did it taste bad. Made me wonder why my girlfriend wouldn't let me shoot in her mouth.
As I sat there, idly playing with my cock and admiring my body. (I was 6ft, 220lbs of well fed football player physic. Not fat but not chiseled either, just solid) I started to get an idea. In town was an adult book store I'd been very curious about visiting. Only problem is you had to be 18. I thought, well shit Hawkeye, here's my chance.
I took a shower and threw on some decent clothes. Really didn't know what to expect.
Into town I went. Drove by at least 6 times. Mostly looking for cars I recognized. Really didn't want the embarrassment of explaining to anyone, least of all my parents. I walked in to the dimly lit place to see walls plastered with toys of all shapes and sizes. Movies lined another wall. Each labeled according to the type you wanted.
"Can I help you?" asked the rough voiced middle aged man with a slight suspicious tone.
"Yeah, its my first time in here. Thought I'd check it out." I was hoping whatever false bravado I had would help mask my nerves.
"Gathered as much. Got any ID? Can't be having minors in here."
"Sure thing" I replied as I handed him my driver's license. As he looked it and me over, a sly smile came across his face.
"Well happy birthday lad". As a present, your first rental is on the house."
"Gee, thanks." I turned to check out the wall of movies but first noticed the other guy standing at the counter. He was about my height, a little less chubby than me. Real clean cut appearance. Not stuck up preppy, just neat and confident. We locked eyes for just a second, but it was long enough. It was a look as if to say, I know what you're looking for even if you don't know it yet. Deep down I probably knew but just couldn't bring myself to realize it yet.
I felt my face grow flush with embarrassment as I hurriedly picked a blowjob / facial movie. I took it to the counter with a slight bit of shame and excitement in the pit of my stomach. Like I was committing a crime with everyone watching but not stopping me.
I could almost hear the chuckles as I left. I sped home, got inside and locked the doors.
I spent most of the night stroking load after load out of my cock to various scenes of blonds, brunettes, red heads, young and milfs sucking cum from cocks like it was the cure for cancer. But, one scene got me so transfixed I just completely stopped and watched. It was 2 guys getting blown by a blond. While she sucked one, she stroked the other. She looked good with a nice set of tits that were real. Both of the guys had thick but average length cocks. Reminded me of my cock. Next thing I knew one of the guys dropped to his knees and helped finish off the other. Holy shit I thought. I mean I've seen other cocks in the locker room at school, but never had I ever thought about sucking one. As the couple shared a load of cum between them, I blew mine onto my chest and immediately scooped it up to taste all of it. As I sat there in a daze, I decided that I needed to suck a cock this weekend. Slowly I faded off to sleep, thinking about how to accomplish that.
The next morning I woke up to a ringing phone call from my mom.
"I hope you're doing those few chores we wanted done and not planning any wild parties."
"No, mom I'm not really the party type." Which was mostly true. I didn't mind going to them, I just didn't like to stay long or host them either.
"Just make sure the house is cleaned like we asked and we'll take you out next weekend for your birthday."