I felt movement over me and I opened my eyes to see Billy's balls hanging just in front of my nose. They hung low in their sac. I had unconsciously been holding my breath. When I realized that I was turning blue from lack of oxygen I took a deep breathe. The odor from Billy's hairy balls was not at all unpleasant, as I had expected. In fact, the aroma was musky...masculine. It
Billy began a slow fuck motion. As his cock slipped upward out of my mouth, I sucked greedily after it, trying to retain as much of his flesh as possible. Billy's rhythm picked up. His balls slapped against my nose on each downward thrust. I was completely won over to cock-sucking. Billy had continued to lap at my cock. But as hard as I was, I hardly noticed. All of my attention
When Billy put his hand down, I was extremely surprised to watch it drift back to the stretched fabric covering my hard cock. Dumbfounded, I watched as his hand slowly stroked up and down the hard shaft. Immediately, my cock swelled even further and I realized how horny I actually was. This evidently had been going on for some time because my shorts were damp with pre-cum.
My first gay experience took place during the summer that I turned Eighteen. I was visiting my cousin Billy, who was the same age that I was. Most of his friends were two or three years older than us and I thought it was great to get to go on an overnight hike with them. After hiking all day, we set up camp on the bank of a small lake. Dinner consisted of fish caught from
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