TRUE FIRST TIME TALES
Carl's First Time Tale
I wrote about it in my diary. Just notes, really. So this as as accurate as I can tell it.
I didn't have a lot of friends growing up. I was super-shy, and there weren't a lot of other kids my age living close by. This was a small town in a rural setting, miles from any bigger town, and many miles from a city. Vince lived around the corner and was the same age, so we ended up friends by default. We grew up without cable tv or the internet. VHS was the new technology back then.
Vince and I grew up never seeing a naked girl until we caught a couple of teenagers skinny-dipping in one of the little lakes in the woods outside town. We always took long walks through the woods playing soldiers or cops-and-robbers or the likes. But this time we were on our way toward home because it was getting close to sundown and we both had to be home by then.
We heard the girls laughing and yelling, so we headed that way and saw them. We stayed hidden and watched them. We got to see her boobies a lot as she bobbed up high sometimes. And then they got out of the water and we saw everything. I thought my dick was going to explode while we watched them do it. We were close enough to see everything but too far away to see any details. It was probably the most exciting thing I'd ever done. We talked about that for ages, and told the other boys at school all about it.
That was the first sexual experience I ever had. Vince's too. We talked about it pretty much every time we stayed over or were alone for a while. Some time after we turned twelve, we were talking about it, and talking about playing with our dicks. We both did that, but I didn't know exactly what I was doing. It's not like there was porno vids to watch back then. There were, on VHS, but we'd never seen one. There was one video rental place in our town and they had the adult stuff behind a door behind the counter, and us kids never so much as got to see in that room.
So I was pretty much just slapping it around and tickling it, and playing with my balls some. Actually stroking it never occurred to me.
After Vince turned thirteen, I was over at his house for a usual sleepover. We stayed up late and ended up talking sexy stuff as usual. He asked if I tried spitting on it yet. He said it was awesome. I was like, "Spitting on it? Gross."
He said something like, "No way. You got to try it. It makes it feel way better."
He pretended to spit in his palm, then made a fist, and then pumped his fist down my his lap a few times.
"It feels really good. You should try it."
It was in that moment that I figured out how to do it. I was thinking, 'Oh, you make a fist and pretend its a girl's parts. Duh.'
I was dying to give it a try!
"How do you do it?" he asked.
"Same way but I just never spit on it."
"Oh. So, you wanna?"
"Do it?"
"Yeah."
"Now?"
"Yeah."
"In front of you?"
"Sure. We're best friends."
I really was dying to give his way a try, so I shrugged and said, "Okay, but you first."
"We can do it at the same time, dummy."
He was already taking his pants down. So I did too.
I'll always remember those times we first jacked off together, and all those times we sucked each other off. Some of the best times of my life. I read over those diary entries every once in a while, just to keep the images fresh and clear. My man has never seen them. I don't think I'll ever show them to him or tell him about Vince. He knows I had a straight friend during high school that I messed around with, that's all he needs to know. That's about all I know about his first time either - some guy whose name I never asked and he never told me, a year older than him, during baseball camp between his sophomore and junior year.
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