My first time

Part two of the saga of young mature love

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So the next day I wake up and I’m touching myself and the memory of Mark topping the other guy made me hard. Do I unload now or wait till later in the day? How would I meet Mark? An innocent hey the mail came to our house instead of yours kinda thing hoping he’ll start talking? A fantasy came to me that maybe there’ll be a repeat tonight. Omigod.

I more or less waited all day for dusk and sure enough when it came I snuck along the fence again. Was he there? No one. Dead as Dodge. But then I saw his head with headphones on. He was in the hottub. Alone. Now what do I do? I started making noise by pulling brush, as if I were doing yardwork and looked over the fence. He saw me and waved. I waved back. He took off his headphones.

“Yardwork?”

“Kinda.”

And my dad called me and I had to go back to the house. Shit.

But that started the ball rolling because now when we saw each other on the street we smiled and said hi. I don’t know how many times and in how many ways I jacked off to fantasies with him. I was needing more. And then it came.

One the sidewalk he saw me and engaged me. He had a glitch with his computer about it not connecting to his network and wondered if I knew anything about computer glitches.

“Sure a little,” I said.

And so we went to his house and upstairs to his study. It was a quick assessment.

“The reason you don’t have a connection is because your cable is not plugged in.”

“Get out.”

“Check it out.”

He sat down and with a few clicks “I can see my new mail now. That was kind of stupid of me.”

And he invited me downstairs for a beer. Why not. This was nice to be here. In his house. Downstairs we had beers and sat on his deck in the back. I could see where he had made love not too long ago. We chatted about this and that and then he asked if I had a gf.

“Not really. I’m realizing I’m attracted to the other team.”

“Ever had a nice date?”

So basically he was asking me if I was a virgin or not.

“No, been mostly curious.”

“Take your time. No rush.”

That’s not what my dick was saying though. I liked him and felt attracted to his body.

“I know you were watching me the other night.”

I was shocked. How did he know?

“It wasn’t that dark you know. Did you like what you saw?”

Caught red handed

“Actually I did a lot.”

“You know you are very cute.”

“Thanks,” I said. “I like you too.”

He grabbed my hand and our fingers played with each other. It was warm and exciting. And then he stood up and pulled me up. He wrapped his arms around my waist and I wrapped mine around his neck. We looked at each other and then we kissed. Softly, gently at first. Then our tongues made it more sensual. It was amazing. I was getting so hard now.

“What do you need Sandy,” he asked.

I held him tight. “I need man love.”

He took my hand and we walked to his bedroom. We kissed again. And then started taking off each other’s clothes. He slipped off his briefs and his erect 7” cock emerged. I slipped off my briefs and there we were together, alone, fully erect, full of desire. I wanted him to take me.

We got on his bed and made love. Kissing. Licking. Oral. I licked his balls for sometime, always looking at him to see if I was pleasuring him right. He moaned. I licked up his shaft, teasing him with the tip of my tongue until I came to his cockhead. I opened my mouth and took him in. Omigod. It was like a dream. Tasting him. His hardness. I opened my mouth more and took as much of him in as I could. I was so aroused. I looked up at him as my head went up and down his cock. He could have cum in my mouth or on my face and I would have been happy.

Then he pulled me up and we laid down facing each other. We kissed again. And then he reached between my legs and slid along my crack. I moaned lightly.  He circled my little hole and found it and started probing. I moaned in his neck.

“You like that Sandy,” he asked.

“Yes baby” I moaned. “It’s so intimate with you.”

He reached over for some lube and lubed his finger and slid back to my hole. I wanted to feel him, feel all sensations with him. He found my hole again and pushed and I gave in.

“OOOO”

His finger slid into me.

“O baby” I moaned. He slid in deeper and I was so open to it. And then opened me. Made me ready. He slipped in another finger and stretched me. I moaned and moaned. I was getting so ready for our coupling. I was already feeling please do me baby.

And then he stopped and slid on top of me and spread my legs. We kissed and made out as he cradled me and my legs wrapped around his waist. And then he slid his cock along my slit. I held him tight to me, feeling the intensity of the tease, knowing what will happen next.

“O baby,” I moaned. “Make me your bottom Mark”

“O yes Sandy, I want to top you so bad.”

He got more lubed and lubed his shaft and got a lube injector  and squirted some into my little hole.

Then we resumed the missionary. It was so passionate. So intense. He was going to make me his. His cumming in me makes me his territory. He cockhead found my hole. He started to push slowly, testing me. I relaxed and welcomed him. He pushed more and more and I could feel the first stings of being stretched by his love. And I relaxed more and all of a sudden an intense piercing as he pushed through my virginity.

“OOOOOOOOOO”

“O Sandy,” he moaned.

“O Mark. O darling.”

He pushed more and more of his cock into me. It was amazing. The stinging. The pleasure. Wanting to be taken. I was becoming his.

Sometimes he’d pull back for me to relax which felt great. But then my need came again.

“Mount me baby,” I moaned.

It made him harder and he moaned as well and pushed in more. He was steadily sliding in, opening me. We moaned together. Made out. I pulled my legs back to give him a better angle and he slipped in even more until he was fully inserted. It was ecstatic.

We stayed like that for quite awhile. It was so hot to feel his erection in me. If he had been 10 inches, I would have been ok with that too. And then his first gentle thrusts. Slowly making me used to his rhythm. I moaned and moaned.

“O baby,”

He started going faster.

“OOOOO”

“O Sandy”

“O Mark. I need you.”

He started puming me faster. It was so amazing. I wanted more and more of him. I held him tight to me and he kept pumping more and more.

“You’re so tight Sandy. I can’t hold it much longer.”

“Please Mark. Pump me. Pump me with cum.”

He pumped faster and faster and faster. We moaned together and then all of a sudden he convulsed in waves of orgasm, sending 8—10 streams of his cum into me.

“O baby yes give me all your cum.”

When he finished he slid out and it wasn’t long before his cum started oozing out of me. He took me in his arms and started jacking me. We kissed, made out and soon I was ready and moaned in his neck as my cum erupted over us.

That was the beginning of summer. We were secret lovers and I snuck over often for sex education.

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