My first younger partner

I was almost 16. I was gay. I was shy. I had had some fumbles with much older men and had their cocks in my mouth, sometimes whether I wanted it or not. That had started when I was thirteen and a half years old and a man had forced his cock into my mouth in a toilet in Southsea. I was terrified but he didn’t stop till he had fucked my mouth and cum. He told me that men would now be able to see in my eyes that I had sucked a man’s cock and they would want me to do it to them, and that in the end I would want to do it. I didn’t know it was all lies. I spent ages looking in the mirror to see if I could see anything in my eyes. Every time a man smiled at me I thought he had seen what that man had told me about and I blushed. If I hadn’t been in that toilet reading the stuff on the walls and playing with my cock then I would have heard him come in, and it would never have happened. It was my fault really. I couldn’t explain to my mum how it had happened so I never said anything.

As I got older I realised that I was gay but was terrified of being found out. I had only done anal once and that was when a man forced his cock into me even though I had said no. If I hadn’t have agreed to let him rim me then it might not have happened. It was my fault again. He told me I had enjoyed it because when he had finished I was hard. I never knew about my prostate!! I believed him when he said I was made to please men and would always want a man’s cock in my bum. If I hadn’t been in a wood where men went to get sex it wouldn’t have happened. I only went there because I knew I could get mine sucked if I sucked theirs. They were so surprised to find a 14/15yo who would suck them, couldn’t believe their luck. I never told anybody but I was determined never to let a man fuck me again. I liked older guys but they were dangerous. I wanted somebody my own age, but the gays at school were always talking about what they had done and who they had done it with, and I didn’t want anybody finding out about me.

I was in Southampton in a toilet having a pee when somebody came and stood next to me. He was older than me, I guessed about 19, and looked nice. He didn’t pee he just started to play with his cock. I was going but it fascinated me as his cock got bigger. I was only 167cm tall, and slim, maybe even thin. I had green/grey eyes and dirty blonde hair It was down to my ears and quite thick. I had been told loads of times that I looked about 14 and sometime even younger. All I knew is that I didn’t like the way I looked. He just looked in front of him for a while as his cock got bigger and bigger. I kept looking and I guess staring after a bit. Then he looked down at mine, which was sort of half hard.

“Not giving your a rub then, god it feels good?”

I did the usual and went bright red and he said “Cute”

I felt mine starting to harden up and as he was like the nearest to my age I had ever seen I gave mine a few rubs and it was soon real hard and I had to sort of force it down a bit to stop it hitting my belt and shirt. It points straight up when it is hard. It is not very think yet and only about 14cm long, but it gets like a bone with skin stretched over it and is almost like translucent a bit. It is bone hard, not like a real man’s cock which is hard but you can feel it is a bit soft and squeeze it a bit, and it has bumps and ridges on it, mine is just smooth all the way.

“Oh kid that is beautiful!”

I blushed but felt awesome when he said it.

“Would you mind if I just felt it please. I wont do anything or hurt you, and if you say no then fine, but it is so nice I’d love to feel it in my hand”

I was flattered. I blushed and nodded my head and turned a little bit towards him. He turned towards me and his, to me, huge cock with a big red fat head pointed at me. He reached forward and very gently took hold of mine. I heard myself sigh as he very gently played with it.

“You like that? It is a beautiful one. I’d love to play with it and if you would let me suck it too”

I was caught up in the lust and the feelings and I slowly reached for his. It was fat and my hand wouldn’t go right round it. But it was hot and hard and it sort of jerked and throbbed as I touched it. I heard him sigh and then suck his breath in. I felt good knowing I could do that to a man.

“Oh you have wonderful hands kid, wonderful touch. God it feels so good”

We did this to each other for a minute and then suddenly he stopped. I was devastated! I wanted it to go on. I rubbed his more and even lent forward to try to suck it a bit so he would start on mine again.

“Hey slow down kid, slow down. It’s not safe in here. Look why not go back to mine and then we can do it and not get bothered and we will be safe. I have a car in the car park just outside”

Now I had NEVER gone back with anybody because I thought it could be too risky to be shut in somebody’s house and not able to get away. But my brain was beaten by my cock, which was jerking and dripping against my jeans and top. I agreed. He put his in his jeans and I struggled to get mine away. As soon as I managed to get it away it started to make a wet patch on my jeans, and it hurt cos it was so hard. I followed him out side and we got into a small black VW car.

His name was Shane and that he was almost 20; and he lived with his dad, but his dad would be out. I told him I was called Dean. He asked me how old I was and I told him 15. He said he thought I was 14 or even 13, but I told him again I was really 15. He told me he thought I was really good looking. He asked if I had ever done sex before and I told him about sucking a few men. He asked if I had ever done anything else and I said only once and it hurt too much and I would never do it again.