Where To Start?

Warning: Gay Sexual Content
Hi, I'm... well, let's just call me [Blank]. I'm just your average, run-of-the-mill twenty-year old with a sick history behind me. I don't know if it's sick because of the things that happened to me or if it's sick because a twisted part of me enjoyed majority of it...

I'm gay. Sure, that's not much of a gasping surprise this day and age but it's a secret... for the most part. You see, I've never had a boyfriend. I've never even kissed a boy. Well... not really (but that's a story that I'll get to in the future). I've never had anal sex with a guy, nor do I want to. I've only gotten a handful of blowjobs and most of them were from women. I've only had intercourse with women. The only sexual experience I've had with another guy is strictly dick-in-the-mouth contact.

Let me take you back to my very first time. Brace yourself. Taboo elements ensued.

I was no older than 10, possibly younger, when I had my very first sexual encounter. I only have one brother and he's 8 years older than me so I spent most of my time by my best friend's, Michael, house. Michael had two brothers; one about 13 or 14 (Evan) and the other in his early 20s (Kevin). I always looked up to Kevin as a uncle. He was, hands-down, the better-looking brother in an already genetically-superior family. I was always envious of their olive complexion and silky black hair.

One day, me and Mike were playing basketball outside his house. Evan was MIA, as he usually was, and Kevin was in his car with a girl at the corner of the street. The basketball rolled over to his car so I went over to get it. I glanced inside of the car to see Kevin getting his dick sucked by the girl. That was my first erection. I had no idea what was going on with me because I didn't know anything about sex. I didn't even know what it was.

The girl never noticed that I was looking (how could she? Her face was buried in his crotch) but Kevin sure did. He sort of smiled at me and gestured his hands at me, telling me to "get the fuck". I ran off like I saw nothing and finished playing basketball with a hard-on. About a half-hour later, I was playing video games with Mike. Kevin came in the room asked me if I wanted a ride home (I lived right down the street so he was clearly using the car ride as an excuse).

We got into his car and he cut right to the chase and asked me what I saw. I told him I saw the girl sucking on his "ding-a-ling". He sort of laughed the whole thing off and made me promise not to tell anyone. Right before he could start the engine and drive me home I asked, "Can I suck your thing?" I didn't even know what I was I getting myself into at such a young, innocent age but that very question was the catalyst to my inexplicable sexual being.

Kevin looked down at me with the most jaw-dropping shocked expression that I've ever seen to this day. After a while he finally broke his expression and asked, "Are you fucking serious?" I nodded my head and said, "Yeah, I want to see what it's like." He gave me another shocked expression and then leaned in close to my face. He said, "I'll let you play with it but you can never, ever tell anyone about it." He made me swear on my life this time.

And after a full 5 or so minutes of promises and swearing, he finally unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. It was just as golden as his skin. It was the only cock I've ever seen other than mines and only god knows I was astounded by it. It was long, thick, and uncut. I grasped it for the first time and started to take a closer look. As both of my small hands wrapped around it, he took my wrist and moved it up and down. After a while, I picked up on it and started jerking his cock. He let out a few moans. I asked if it was okay if I sucked it and said only for a little while.

I did exactly what I saw the girl doing. I remember my first thought was that his dick smells really good but it doesn't have so much of a taste. I don't know what I was expecting but I didn't reach those vague expectations. I kept feeling my teeth grinding against his dick, though, he didn't seem as bothered by it as I was. It wasn't exactly a happy first experience for me. After a minute, he pulled my head up and tucked his dick back into his jeans. It wasn't until I stopped sucking it that I realized I liked the feeling of his flesh in my mouth and the way I could feel his cock throbbing down my throat.

Kevin made me swear, for the 500th time that night, that I would never tell anyone about the blowjob. Afterward, he drove me home and didn't say a word for the 10-second drive. I literally cried myself to sleep that night because I thought I ruined my one chance of sucking dick.

Boy, was I wrong.