1. He Did It In My Mouth


    Date: 1/9/2017, Categories: Fiction, Bi-sexual, Blowjob, First Time, Gay, Mature, Oral Sex, Reluctance, Young, Author: brynnboi, Rating: 86.7, Source: sexstories.com

    me just to stay still and just watch and he would go slow and my body complied even though I didn’t give it any kind of command. He moved in front of my face and pressed his fingers against an area of his pants that revealed that tube-like appendage and he told me it was a preview and for me to look at it so I would have some idea of the size of what I was about to see. I didn’t tell my eyes to stare at his crotch, but they did it anyway. His fingers went to the zipper of his pants and slowly tugged it down. He reached through the opening and told me to relax and to keep watching and to not be nervous. I trembled and hoped it wasn’t noticed. His fingers fumbled for a while and then he asked if I was ready. I was too frozen and unable to reply. “Are you ready, Brynn?” he asked again. “If you want to see it, then you have to let me know now that you’re ready. Do you want to see it?” My head nodded. Either it rebelled against me or it decided to obey him, the superior and controlling male, or maybe it nodded because the hidden cocksucker in me was so strong. He pulled slowly and then . . . Then . . . His cock pulled out of his briefs and through the zipper opening and it popped up before me and it was one foot away from my face and it was pointed directly at me and I was stunned! I couldn’t believe it! I was on my knees and a grown man was exposing himself to my young eyes and I was . . . I was . . . I was staring,--not just looking but--staring at his erect cock, the fully ...
    developed penis of a fully grown older man! It was . . . It was his . . . his sex organ. It was the “thing” he used to have sex. It was adult. It was for adult sex. It overwhelmed me. I wanted to run and never do anything of the kind again but I suspect that the queer in me was forcing me to stay there and to not miss the opportunity, an opportunity that had been a long time coming and probably wouldn’t come again soon, if ever. “You like that, Brynn?” I felt instant exhilaration from his words. I felt . . . I suppose . . . turned on or maybe it was more like I felt sexy. His words coursed through me. He liked me. He paid attention to me. He was nice to me. He was an adult who noticed me and talked to me. But his cock . . . As soon as my eyes looked at his penis, there were waves of sensations that went through me and with every one that felt one way there was another just as strong that felt contrary. It was ugly but it was sexy; it was dangerous but it turned me on; it was adult yet it wanted my mouth. In one instance, I wanted to run from it because I was afraid of it and in the next, I wanted to push my mouth forward and take it in. And that is how I found myself in a dimly lit place, on my knees, with a grown man’s erection right in front of my face. “Just look at it, Brynn. You don’t have to do anything.” Fingers of his right hand moved it slightly from side-to-side and he stepped a half-foot forward. “That is, unless you want to.” I couldn’t respond. It was so hard. I ...
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