First time and a rough one

When you think a friends kid is safe to be watching yours, think again. This happened to me many years.

My names Brian, and this was the first time experienced male on male sex. It was 1973, I was 10 years old and we lived in Las Vegas, Nevada. My parents had many friends, but Gene and Lee R—–, we’re their best friends. They had one son, Dave, who was 18 years old and, well, let’s just say, was pretty afraid of his dad. Dave was normally pretty cool to me and my older brother, but every now and then, he liked to ‘bully’ me when a couple of his buddies were around and our parent’s were not. Dave was on the football team at Rancho High and this was his last year.

Many times, my parents and his would go out for the evening, leaving Dave to watch me. I didn’t mind, for the most part, because Gene and Lee had a huge pool. But whenever Dave’s buddies would be there, he would change and be a jerk. Two of his bud’s I watched out for, were Paul and Mike. All of them were 6’+ and strong. Paul, who was white, would always tease me and Mike, who was black, would help in whatever Paul and Dave did. It became a constant thing for them to throw me in the pool, smack my butt, and pull my shorts down, or completely off. I didn’t like it, but back then…..you didn’t complain to anyone.

One weekend, all the parents decided to go to the Los Angeles area for some big drag/funny car race at Lyons Drag Strip. My older brother was allowed to stay at one of his friends place, but Dave volunteered to watch me. I was excited at first: I loved swimming in that pool during the southern Nevada summers and, Gene and Lees house was huge. I also had friends in that neighborhood, so I was anticipating being able stay busy. I was so wrong on many levels. Looking back, now that I am older, It’s a wonder I wasn’t hurt worse. For three days I was used like a “cum dumpster”.

Late Friday afternoon my parents took me over, picked up Gene & Lee, then left. They were to return on Monday evening. Dave and Mike were at the house, both were in really good moods because they were graduating in three weeks. Everything was good for about 2 hours, then Mike pulled my shorts off, pushed me into the pool and jumped in after me. Dave soon followed and both started ‘corraling’ me, the dunking me. Mike, frequently, pressed his cock against my head, including my face. When I surfaced and was catching my breath, Mike said ” damn, this little white boy couldn’t keep from touching my dick”. Dave started teasing me, “is that true? You want to touch our dicks?” I got out of the pool, retrieved my shorts and went inside, listening to them laugh and say something.

I sat down and was watching TV, when both of them came inside, raided Gene’s vodka and limes, then came into the living room. Dave locked the door as Mike made his way towards me, taking his shorts off at the same time. “Hey kid, wanna see what you kept rubbing your head on?” I looked at it and said “I wasn’t, you were rubbing it on me. Just leave me alone”. Dave was now back in the picture, also without shorts on and both began to wiggle their cocks at my face. “Stop it, I didn’t do anything”. I knew what sex was, having found a stash of hardcore porn mags my dad had and knew sex was between boys and girls. I was a boy, and so were they.

Dave was the first to move in. Both he and Mike had huge boners at this point, from yanking on them and wiggling them around “free style”. “Brian! Open your mouth and let me fuck it”. I was now scared and crying, with my only response being ” NO, I don’t want to!” Mike moved in behind the couch, pressing down on my shoulders. Dave quickly and with precision, removed my shorts again, pulled my legs out and just barely leaving enough of my ass on the edge of the couch.

He grabbed the back of my head, pushed it towards his cock and said “Open your fucking mouth, NOW!”. He pressed the tip of it against my sealed lips, spoke again and said ” We’re not playing, suck our dicks, or we’ll fuck your mouth, your choice. And, if you suck us off, we won’t put it up your ass. Got it”. As I cried, I nodded my head, loosening my lips and opened wide. Dave slowly put his cock in my mouth, giving me instructions on how to hide teeth and direction on how to suck. Mike had released my shoulders and went to the phone on the way, made a call and returned, drinking his Vodka from earlier. “Yo, man…make sure you don’t wear him out. Paul’s on his way, so he’s got two more dicks to service now”.

My tears stopped flowing, but I was struggling to keep my mouth open. He had a long, large member, as did Mike. I had a funny taste in my mouth and at one point, when my tongue past over the head, there was a semi-sticky substance going across it. It was here that it had tasted the strongest. I would later find out that that substance was ‘Precum’. Dave had been rolling his balls around for quite awhile now and with his free hand, he held the back of my head still. It was at this point he began pumping his meat into my tiny mouth, sometimes hitting the back of my throat, but mostly trying not to, so I wouldn’t gag and throw up. After what seemed hours, Dave let out a loud ” FUCK YES, YES, YES, YES” and ejeculated what I thought at the time to be, a gallon of hot jizz into my mouth, with some shots hitting into my throat.

When the first shot that hit my thoat, I jerked my head back and cough, the load blocking my airway. Dave quickly stuffed his cock back in and continued, leaving me with a mouthful of jizz. “Swallow, little boy. Swallow”, Mike said. I gulped it down, still feeling the unusual texture in my mouth afterwards. Dave stepped back, wobbling on his heals, sweating profusely and breathing hard. ” your turn Mike. Fuck that was good”. “Get in there Mike, get it”. I remember Mike’s face, standing with a huge smile on his face. He was black-black, like cars tire black. He too had a big dick, but at 10, everything bigger than a smoky sausage looked huge.

“It looks like a radiator hose” I said. Mike and Dave started laughing, and I did a little also as I shook my head. Mike had a clear liquid draining from his tip. “Go ahead kid, lick it off.” So I did. Yep, pretty much the same taste as I had earlier from Dave’s, with same texture. I started sucking Mike’s dick, not struggling as much since I had kinda learned from doing Dave’s earlier. Mike leaned back, rocking his hips as I sucked and was moaning. He seemed to have wanted me to do all the work, because right up to the point he ejaculated, I did all the work. He didn’t fuck my face. He did ejaculate thicker and heavier loads, almost likes ropes. I kept sucking, until he’d had enough and pulled out. Again, without any prompting, swallowed it all.

Dave got me a Pepsi and I swished it around, trying to get the strange flavor out. Paul had showed up by now and didn’t waste anytime getting his shorts and tank top off. “Damn, you fuckers didn’t waste anytime! YA!!!”. Dave had a small jar of something in his had. He pulled me up and dragged me into Dave’s room. All I heard from Dave was, “grab a couple dark towels, Paul”. Paul tossed me onto the bed, left and came back in, carrying two large towels. He smacked my hip, indicating I move over. He unfolded the towels onto the bed and closed the door.

I prepared myself to have his cock in my mouth as well, but that didn’t happen. He pulled to edge of the bed, rubbing my belly just above my pubic are. He grabbed my tiny balls, squeezing them hard. I let out a loud ” OW, OW, OW”. Noooooo”. He just laughed and continued. Dave came in and just when I thought he was going to help me, he asked Paul if he wanted a vodka and then added, “Don’t hurt him bad….. And no marks this time. Fuck, his parents are mines best friends”. Dave returned with a drink and left. Paul continued abusing my balls, but then turned his attention to my dick.

“Your liking that, aren’t you? Want me to suck your little dick, don’t you?” And he did. I was so scared and definitely not enjoying it, but I was confused as to why I was getting an erection. “Damn kid, your not so little afterall”. My dick was fully erect and even after he started fingering my butthole, it stayed hard. As he played with my butthole, he lubed his cock with the Vaseline he brought. “Works on guy’s, the same way it works on girl’s” he said. He lifted my legs up, the heels of my feet resting on his shoulders. He rubbed the head of his cock on my butthole for a very short time and proceeded to insert it into my body.

The pain was something I will never, ever forget. He didn’t put it in gradually, but all the way, all at once. I just gritted my teeth at this point, closed my eyes and begged in mind, that this would all stop. Once he bottomed out, he immediately began pumping it in and out. That’s when I started crying and screaming. Dave came in and said “Dude, easy. Fuck man, the neighbors might say something. Put something in his mouth, do something”, and again left. Paul leaned in and told me, ” Shut your fucking mouth”. I did as I was told, just whimpered and cried as he pounded me harder and harder. My body was now limp and my butthole had relaxed somewhat. When he started fucking me, Dave’s clock showed 7:35pm.

Paul was having the time of life fucking my little body, now limp, tingling and numb. My butthole was so sore, but if I hadn’t given in and relaxed, it would’ve hurt way worse I suppose. Paul had enough of this position, so he rolled me onto my side, bending my knees and slid his meat back inside me again, pumping wilder than before. I laid there, limp and sniffling, my body flopping around at each of his thrusts. After several minutes of this, he rolled me over yet again, onto my face and knees. At least he lubed me up some more this time.

He rammed me hard this time. Way harder than before. As he pumped away, my body flopping around like arag doll, I could see him in the mirror, flexing his muscles like body builder do. He was proud of his size and his dominance over my little body. Man, I was thirsty. Hungry. Thirsty. And definitely sore. I was just hoping he would stop soon. His pumping was not showing any indication of stopping, but then he started grinding it roughly and deep, so deep I could feel his balls smacking mine. My dick was still hard, with a glob of fluid coming out the tip and it had a burning sensation between my butthole to the opening of my dick. Finally, he let out a yell grabbing my hips and slamming my butt towards him. I was crying immensely and he yelled “Aaaargh, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK”.

He stopped pumping, but kept his meat inside me, his cock continued to throb and then just pulsated, until he literally just yanked it. He smacked me on the ass, walked out and left me on my my knees. My stomach hurt worse than my butthole. It felt ten times worse, than the time when brother kicked me in the stomach. I looked over at the clock: it was now 9:05pm. He’d fucked me for an hour and a half. I finally was able to get up and go to the bathroom. My dick was still hard for some reason and it was difficult to pee, so I straddled it backwards and leaned forward, allowing it to point down, so I could piss. The burning sensation also left.

I walked into the living room and found them laughing at me. Dave did make me something to eat, saying “Gotta eat kid. Keeps your strength up. You gotta long weekend ahead”.

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