("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2007. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- My First Time - 2 by Rowdy (passion4u_72023@yahoo.com) *** My second time to have an experience happened a few months later. After the experience in the bathroom, I had spent a lot of time remembering it while I was playing with myself. The thought of touching another man really turned me on. Unlike most, boys my age didn't interest me for some reason. (Mm, ped, mast, oral) *** I went to spend Saturday night with my friend Brian. We spent all evening on his Nintendo. I woke up very early Sunday morning and decided to sneak into the living room without waking him to be able to play some games by myself. When I walked into the kitchen, his dad was sitting at the table in a pair of shorts reading the paper. We started talking and then I noticed it. His cock was hanging out the bottom of his shorts. I feel sure it was accidental on his part, but that didn't change how excited I was at seeing it. As scared as I was the first time in the movie theatre's bathroom, I was extremely horny at seeing this. I couldn't take my eyes off his cock. I guess it became pretty obvious that I was staring at it while we were talking because he turned towards me. I had become very excited and was hard. There was no hiding it standing there in front of him. I knew he saw me staring at his cock, but I still couldn't stop. He said, "Why don't we go to the living room." I sat down on the fireplace, the feeling of butterflies in my stomach. He walked over and stood close to me and continued talking. I have no idea what he was talking about, my thoughts focused on whether I might see his cock again. He then put his foot up on the fireplace which let his cock hang out again. It was like a magnet pulling my eyes to it. All I could think about was, wanting to touch it, taste it. As he talked, he inched closer to me slowly. Eventually he was right in front of me, his cock so close I could touch it. He leaned over me to put his coffee cup on the mantle above me. His cock was hanging out and right in my face. I reached out and rubbed the head of it, rubbing my finger on all the precum that covered the head of his cock. He let out a moan and I knew he wanted me to touch it more. I wrapped my fingers around it, feeling how thick it was, squeezing it. I started to pull on it softly. His cock was completely hard now, pointing straight at my face. Unlike last time, I knew I wanted to taste it, everything he had for me. I glanced up, he was looking down at me. He slowly opened his mouth, like he was showing me how. I took my hand off his cock and opened mine. He slowly pushed his cock into my mouth. He placed his hands on either side of my head and held me still while his cock went into and out of my mouth. I was so hot for his hard dick. I even remember his smell when he would push his dick into my mouth. There would be no surprise this time. I knew what he was going to give me. I had been wanting to taste someone's cum other than my own for a few months. He speeded up his rhythm and then suddenly shoved his cock completely in my mouth causing me to gag. My mouth was filling with his cum. He held me on his cock while I swallowed a couple of times getting it all down. He milked his cock into my mouth one last time, then sat down beside me. He said, "You've done that before, haven't you?" I admitted that I had, once before. He then asked if we needed to talk about secrets. I said, no, that I was good with secrets. His reply was very exciting to me, "Good boy, we can do that again then." And he was telling the truth... Comments to: passion4u_72023@yahoo.com *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 53