John woke up to the dawn of a new life, his 18th birthday. He still had to live at home until college started this fall, but as of today there were new ground rules in the relationship between himself and his parents.

He had know from early in his life that he was far more interested in the other boys than girls. When it came time to play doctor, he learned with his best friend, Rob. In high school, he had taken the job as equipment manager so he could hang around the locker room as all those teenage boys stripped naked for the shower. Oh, how he wanted to reach out and grab their tight buns as they walked with their dicks swinging free just ripe for sucking off. He always waited until everybody else was gone before getting his shower. That was the only way to hide the boner sticking out from his body. He lost count of the number of loads he had shot down that drain.

Yet, for all his desire, he was still a virgin to gay sex. The only time he had come close had turned out as a disaster. He remembered that summer a couple of years ago when a new neighbor, Sam, had moved in next door, a single guy about 23 years old. John had formed a fast friendship with him. One day, he and John were building a gazebo in Sam's back yard. It was hot work. They decided to take a break and get a cold drink in the kitchen. As they were sitting there, the conversation got around to girlfriends. He wondered how come he never saw John with any of the local girls. John hesitantly said he just never found the girl to turn him on. Sam reached over and patted John's upper leg in understanding, and said there was plenty of time to find the right one. The touch sent a bolt of excitement up John's leg straight to his groin. Because of the heat, John had not put on any underwear with his shorts. Therefore, there was nothing restraining the swelling erection tenting the front of his shorts. Sam looked at John and smiled. He slid down on the floor between John's legs. Looking up, Sam told him he could say no anytime he wanted to. John just nodded. Sam gently tugged John's shorts down while John lifted his ass to assist him. Grabbing the raging, red teenage erection; Sam leaned forward and licked it with his tongue. He started at the ball sac and brought his hot, wet tongue sliding up the underside of John's cock. It was all John could do not to cum immediately. A low groan escaped his lips as Sam locked his lips over the head of the dick. By instinct, John pushed up off the chair to slide his dick into the hot sucking mouth. When he reached bottom, Sam gripped the dick tightly with his lips and drew his head back while swirling his tongue across the bottom of the cock. Fearful that Sam was stopping already John put his hand on the back of Sam's head and pushed down. He was rewarded with the return of Sam's clutching lips all the way to the base again. John closed his eyes in surrender.

Then all hell broke loose. There was a sudden crash, and a rush of cold air as the hot mouth was rudely removed from John's dick. John opened his eyes in time to see Sam flying across the room to smack against the wall and slump to the floor. Then he looked into the enraged eyes of his father towering over him. John's father had come over in a neighborly fashion to lend a hand on the gazebo project. The only thing he had seen was his son sitting on the other side of the patio screen door getting molested by the neighborhood pervert. He crashed through the screen and saved, he thought, his son. He grabbed his son by the hair and propelled him out the door without giving him time to pull his pants up.

John was practically dragged the whole distance back to his own house. His father threw him on the couch, and went into the kitchen. John heard him yelling to someone on the phone. His mother was frantic to know what was going on. John's father returned to the living room and started yelling that he would make sure that son-of-a-bitch queer never got near another innocent boy. He kept yelling it wasn't John's fault, and that sob would pay for this. John summoned an unknown courage to stand up and yell back at his father, "I'm not so innocent. I liked it, and I'd do it again if I had the chance." His father looked stunned. His fist caught John unaware and sent him flying over the back of the couch. John glared back at his father, "Well, that's two queers you bashed today. Make you a big man yet?" If it weren't for his mother jumping in between, his father might have killed him that day. John ran up to his room and slammed the door. All he could hear was the shouting between his parents.

Later that evening, his mother brought his dinner up to him. She said it was probably best to let his father calm down overnight. John could see she had been crying and could smell liquor on her breath. She pulled his face to her bosoms, and said she couldn't understand what they had done wrong. She pulled John back, and told him that she was going to make it all better and pushed him back onto the bed. She said she was going to show him the pleasures a woman can give a man. John was aghast as she started to unbutton her blouse. If his father had not yelled to her to get back downstairs, John was certain she would have raped him right there.

The next day, John noted out his bedroom window that Sam's car was gone and the house looked vacant. A couple of days latter, a "For Sale" sign was on the front lawn. An uneasy truce settled in between him and his parents. They never mentioned the incident, but they gave John no free time. They kept track of his every move inside and outside the house. If he was not at school or work, one of them was at his side. He was removed from gym class by a doctor's quick note to remove any possible temptation. Worse yet, his mother constantly arranged one horrible date after another with the daughters of her friends. His father meanwhile kept leaving porno mags on his bed showing women getting fucked and sucking off an endless parade of men, big dicked men that John drooled over. His father didn't realize John would use the men in those photos for his jack off fantasies.


But today was different, they had to accept him as an adult, free to make his own choices. And the first choice he had made was to go get those desires for hot male sex satisfied. He had heard of an adult book store in a nearby town where anything went. He had the day off from work, and was going to find it. He went downstairs. His parents were sitting in the living room. His mother rose to give him a kiss and wish him a Happy Birthday. His father never looked up from his paper. His mother asked what he wanted for breakfast. John begged off saying he had a lot of things to do today, and probably wouldn't be home till real late. His mother grabbed his arm and asked where he was going. His father called her name and said "Let it go where it wants to." John left the house with the sounds of his mother's sobs.

As soon as he got in the car and turned onto the road, John put all that past history behind him. Just the thought of what was in store for him today was enough to cause his dick to stir in his pants. He unzipped and drew it out. He resisted the urge to stroke off a load, no sense wasting it.

Soon, he was pulling into the parking lot of the Wild Dreams bookstore. There were already five other cars in the lot this morning. He started to get out of the car when a painful pinch reminded him his dick was still out. He quickly adjusted himself. He was surprised when he entered the store that there was no one else there except the clerk behind the counter. He had to produce his ID to prove he was of legal age before the clerk let him look around. He moved around the room staring at the life like dildos and vibrators hanging on the wall in full view. He wanted to reach out and feel them but the clerk was watching him. As he looked over the DVD boxes, he was fascinated with the pictures of hot naked sex. Everywhere he looked there were streams of cum shooting out of dicks, dripping down women's faces, and dribbling out of their snatches. Then he found the gay DVD section. Now, it was pictures of men fucking men, men blowing men, men dripping with cum on their face and out of their ass; all swirling around in John's head. Without even realizing it, John was stroking his stiff dick through his pants. Suddenly, the clerk yelled at him that there was none of that on the sales floor, and told him to take it into the booth area. John looked to where he pointed and saw a hallway lined with doors.

He asked the clerk what he needed for the booths, and the clerk informed him about the cost of tokens. John pulled a $10 bill out of his pocket, and asked for all of it in tokens. The clerk handed them to him. When he just stared at them, the clerk advised him to go select a booth and put the tokens in the slot to watch the movies. John turned and headed down the hallway. He noticed several of the booths were occupied already. Those were the cars he had seen in the parking lot. He took a vacant booth and closed the door behind him. It was a small room. On one side was a padded bench, and on the opposite wall was a glass window with a TV behind it. He deposited a couple of tokens in the slot, and the movie started. It was a simple affair of some girl giving a guy a blow job. John noticed the controls beside the glass and pushed one of the buttons. He was rewarded with a change of the picture to a different movie where some girl was on the bed on her knees while two guys fucked her. A couple of more taps yielded pay dirt. Two guys in a 69 position on a bed. As he watched them sucking dick, he saw one reach behind the other and start to shove his fingers up the ass. John felt his own dick calling for attention so he pushed the lock over on the door and pulled his pants down. As he watched, the guys on the screen changed position. John was enthralled as the biggest dick he had ever seen was feed up the other guys ass.

John was stroking his own dick to the action on the screen when a flash of light below and to the left of the screen caught his eye. Leaning forward, he noticed a 3" hole in the side of the booth. The light from the other booth flickered in tune with the movie showing there. Then the light was blotted out and John was surprised to see an eyeball staring at him. The light briefly returned as the eye moved away and was then replaced with a crocked finger beckoning him over. Standing there uncertain as what to do, John heard a harsh whisper "Let me suck your dick." He walked over to beside the hole. The finger withdrew. John timidly stuck his dick in the hole. Memories of that long ago summer flooded back into his mind as wet lips clamped over his rod. This time, there would be no interruption. This time there would be a climax. This time there would be cum.

The strange mouth worked wonders on John. He felt a load working up in his balls. He was shocked when the mouth removed itself, and he was once again left waving his wet dick in the air. The whispering voice again spoke "Unlock your door, and I'll make it even better." John pulled up his pants, and unlocked the door. As soon as he did, a middle aged man pushed his way into the booth closing the door behind him. John looked at this guy. Maybe thirty or so, well dressed, very clean, and with a very large lump in the front of his pants.

The stranger looked over John pleased with the fresh young meat before him. He reached over and pulled John's dick back into the open. Pulling the pants down, he pushed John back onto the seat as he crouched before him. He took the teen's dick back into his mouth and resumed his oral worship of it. As he did so, he reached down and fondled the young balls. John started to hunch up into the sucking mouth. The older guy told him to just relax. He resumed his work on the teen's cock. Whenever the teen got too impatient, he withdrew his mouth and licked the hanging balls and underside of the shaft till he cooled a little. This way, he was able to prolong the blow job for over ten minutes. However, now nothing could stop the rush of white cream surging up the length of his dick. John groaned as jet after jet of cum shoot into the man's mouth. Not a drop was wasted. The man straightened up and took John's face in his hands. Bending forward he planted a sticky kiss on John's lips. Gently probing with his tongue encouraged John to open his lips and suck the cum coated tongue in. John was in heaven.

As he recovered from the passion of the kiss, John leaned forward and cupped the man's crotch. He reached to pull down the zipper when the movie ended. The man asked if he had any more tokens, and John shook his head. The guy suggested they go for a ride as the clerk could get nasty if you were loitering in the booths. John was a little hesitant. He wanted to spend more time with this guy, but all the years of being trained to distrust strangers weighed against his passion. The guy reassured him it was safe. He joked that "Hey, the clerk knows me and my name. Think I'm going to kill you after he sees us leave together. You're safe, and hot." John agreed. As they walked out through the store, the guy waved to the clerk "See you later, Mike." The clerk responded "Be nice, George." and winked.

When they got outside, the man steered John over to his car. When John protested that his own car was right over there, the guy assured him they would come back for it. As they pulled out onto the road, the guy reached over and offered his hand to John with a quick "By the way, my name is Tim." John gawked and said "But the clerk called you George. You said he knew your name!" Tim smiled and said "yeah, but I didn't say he knew my right name. Seat back and relax."

Soon, they pulled into the drive of a nice house in one of the better sections of town not too far from the store. John figured if things didn't go right, he could easily find his way back to the store, and his car, on his own. His new friend, Tim, ushered him into the house. John was impressed at the arrangement and tidiness of the house. Tim wasted no time in asking John to come see the bed room. As soon as they entered the bed room, Tim embraced John in his arms and locked their lips together. Steering the young man backwards, he ended up beside the bed. He turned to lay back on the bed pulling John down with him but never breaking the kiss. Both of their hands groped the other as they laid there. Gradually, clothing was removed until their naked bodies wiggled atop one another. Their stiff dicks rubbed in unison trapped between their bellies. John finally broke the kiss and rolled over onto the bed beside his friend. Tracks of pre-cum coated each of their bellies. Tim suggested they cool down with a shower. John said he was ready to keep going. Tim asked if he had to go anywhere, and John just said "Back to Heaven." They chuckled and rolled out of the bed heading to the bathroom.

The shower water may have been cool, but not the action. Tim soaped John from head to toe with special attention on the crack of his ass, and the pink ring of pleasure there. John responded by cleaning Tim's dick till he couldn't resist leaning over and taking the dick in his mouth. This was the first time he ever had a dick in his mouth. The satiny feeling was fucking fantastic. Slightly salty under the foreskin, but a tremendous pleasure as his swirling tongue rolled over the throbbing veins. John tried to imitate some of the same actions he had enjoyed on his first blow job an hour ago. Tim soon was breathing heavy and humping his dick forward into John's mouth. But he stopped before the ultimate climax, and suggested they dry off.

As soon as they dried, Tim asked John how much sex he had already had. John admitted only one and a half blow jobs. Tim said "If you trust me, and are open to it; I will teach you everything about pleasing a man and being pleased by a man." John agreed. Tim directed him over to the toilet, and told him to bend over. John assumed the position as Tim fumbled in the cabinet. After running some water, Tim returned to the waiting John. "We've cleaned your outside, now we have to clean your insides." he said. John felt a nozzle of some kind toying with his ass. It was gradually pushed into his rectum. A flow of warm water filled John's bowels. Tim told him to just hold it for a minute, and then shit it out. John complied.

Finished in the bathroom, they returned naked to the bed. John laid back on the bed at Tim's urging. He closed his eyes as the warm lips closed over his dick. John floated in a dreamy state as the oral action gradually built up in intensity. He felt a finger searching for his ass, and lifted his hips in submission as Tim wedged a pillow under it. The searching digit soon found its mark and traced circles around his puckered opening. It pressed gently against the rim, and gradually sunk in a small way. John was disappointed when it was removed, but soon felt it return with a job of lube to slick up the passage. He remember the scene from the movie, and knew what was coming soon.

Tim pushed his lubed finger into the rosebud. It met little resistance. The warm sleeve of flesh on the other side of the ring seemed to almost be trying to suck it in further. Soon a second, and then a third finger joined it. John felt stretched, but full. The pressure of the fingers stirred more sensations in his gut. He offered no resistance when Tim rolled him over on his stomach, and pushed his legs forward to raise his ass. He felt Tim moving behind him and hungered for the feel of a stiff dick up his ass. The gentle pressure against his ring by the fat tube of meat succeeded in coaxing it open. Despite the hunger burning in his gut, John was not prepared for the initial flash of pain that shot through him when the head of the dick plopped through. He jumped and attempted to pull it away, but Tim held him fast. As the pain subsided, John again relaxed and was greeted to the feeling of Tim's dick sliding inch by slow inch into his gut. Then he felt the pubic hair tickle his cheeks, he knew he had accepted it all. His breath was catchy until he got use to the feelings. Tim withdrew his dick until just the head remained and then sunk back in. Each stroke out pulled on the sensitive flesh of John's ass, and each push forward prodded his prostate. As the motion increased, John felt his own climax approaching and could do nothing to stop it. Ropes of cum shot upward onto his belly and the bed. As he climaxed, his ass clutched the dick within it to milk a mutual climax. As the dick within him swelled, and pumped load after load into its condom; John reached a second climax adding every drop of cum in his balls to the mess beneath him. As Tim withdrew his spent dick with an audible plop, John fell forward into the cum soaked sheets. He rolled over to take his teacher in his arms, smearing more of the cum between them. Tim scooped up trails of cum with his fingers, and offered the cum treats to John. John sucked every drop off of them before collapsing back on the bed.

John thanked his mentor, but swore off further action till he had a chance to recover. Tim suggested another clean up, and led John to the shower. John tried to suck another erection out of Tim in the shower, but it was unsuccessful. Both men were totally spent.

Clean and sated, they drove back to the book store to get John's car. Before they parted, John asked if they could get together again as there was so much more still to learn. Tim chuckled, and asked John if he was free the following Saturday night. John said he could come back sooner, but Tim assured him it would be better to wait till then but offered to make it an overnight stay. John parted company with his new friend with a short kiss. Today might have been just lesson 1, but next weekend he was going to learn the whole book. John stood by his car watching Tim drive away already day dreaming about next weekend.

TO BE CONTINUED

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