My first time with a man came all too soon.
After being the “feature attraction” at the movies on Saturday I was almost embarrassed to go to school Monday afraid that others had seen Jerry, the older boy on my block who I thought was my friend, displaying my bare little round ass to all of his friends after letting them watch me suck his cock and swallow his boy cum. The subsequent “assembly line” of Jerry’s friends lining up to have me do the same for each of them in the middle of the movie theater might well have been seen by others in my school and possibly in my own class. Though I did get what might be construed as odd looks from some of my classmates, the day went by without incident and I was relieved when the final bell rang and I dashed out the school doors and headed for home.

I just wanted to get home and into my apartment where, for once, being alone after school would be a needed relief. Being small and looking as much like a girl as a boy was enough for me to deal with and now Jerry was not only using me for his sexual pleasure but was sharing me with his friends. I needed to be alone but as I came up the walkway I saw that my hopes would not be fulfilled. The old man who lived in the apartment above ours was sitting on the front steps. As I got closer I could see that he was wearing loose fitting shorts and that, yes, he had his genitals fully exposed and hanging out the left side of his shorts as he sat back with his arms spread on an upper step so I could not get by and I had to stop in front of him as he leered at me with a dumb grin on his face.

“Hey, there, Billy-boy, home from school?” He moved his knees in and out making sure to attract my attention to his clearly prearranged display of his big cock and hairy balls and the more he moved his knees the more of his manhood became exposed to me. And yes, I admit it; I was looking at his cock and balls and not at his face. I hadn’t ever seen a man’s cock before or that much pubic hair or balls that large and hairy. I’d seen boys’ cocks and balls, some with hair, some with a hint but never a full grown man’s business. I was fascinated and he made sure that he moved so as to keep my attention and have me look at his exposed stuff thinking that he could get me to want it. I’m embarrassed to admit that I was drawn to what he was showing me and though at 10 years old I hardly knew that I “wanted it,” I was fascinated by it and I kept staring at it while he just chuckled laughing at me knowing then that he had me.

“Yer ma’s not home now, is she Billy-boy?” I hated him calling me that.

“I dunno, maybe.”

“Naw, I saw her go to work an hour ago. I been waitin’ for ya. Come on upstairs an’ I’ll give ya some cookies and some milk, good milk you’ll really like.”

I kept staring at his cock which was getting bigger as I kept looking at it. He was getting an erection knowing that I was intently staring at his cock while talking to him and that now he had me. I tried to refuse but he stood up, looked around, and grabbed my arm and began pulling me upstairs to his apartment. I reluctantly went with him. After all, he was a full grown man and I was just a little boy, a little boy with long honey-colored hair, blue eyes, full lips, and a round little bubble butt. No accident that I was more often taken for a girl than a boy.

Inside his messy apartment he sat me down at his little kitchen table where a plate of cookies was already at the place I was seated. He poured a small glass of milk and set it beside the plate.

“Here’s some cow’s milk for now, Billy-boy.” For now? He sat down in the chair adjacent to mine and again he arranged his shorts so that his cock and hairy balls were fully exposed to my view. He did so without hesitation and without hiding the fact that he was intentionally showing all of his stuff to me. When he had re-exposed himself so I could see him he just sat there and looked at me. I didn’t touch the cookies. All I could do was stare down at his fully exposed genitals as he sat there and watched me for what seemed like a long time. Finally he said to me in a low breathy voice “you like it, dontcha Billy-boy?”

When I didn’t respond he asked me again and again I didn’t respond. “You like seein’ a real man, dontcha, instead a’ that boy you play around with in the alley behind the garage.” Apparently he had seen me when Jerry had taken me behind the garage and had me suck his cock and eat his cum in the alley when he couldn’t take me to his own house and up to his room.

“You like seein’ a real man, now, dontcha Billy-boy?”

I was numb but I couldn’t take my eyes off of what he was showing me and, I don’t know why I mumbled “uh-huh.”

“Hah! I knew you would. Go ahead, Billy-boy, go ahead and touch it.”

“No, I can’t.” I whined unconvincingly.

“Sure you can. I see what you do with that boy from up the street. Sure his ma an’ yer ma wouldn’t like what I seen ya doin’ with him now would they, whaddaya think? Should I go an’ tell ‘em what you do with that boy?”

“Nooooo, please Mr. Cartwell, don’t tell my mother. Please.” Now I was scared and practically crying.

“Then reach out yer hand an’ take my dick in it an’ stroke it nice an’ easy like you do with that boy or I’ll make sure his ma an’ yer ma know what’s goin’ on out there. Might even have to tell the police, too.”

“Noooo, no, please, I’ll do it.” And I leaned forward, reached across, and took his big cock in my little hand.

“Play with it, Billy-boy. Play with it like you know how, like I seen ya.” So I began to gently squeeze his rapidly expanding dick and then I began to move my little hand up and down his shaft like Jerry had taught me to do for him all the while I was staring at it and couldn’t believe that I was in this man’s apartment, the apartment above ours, and I was fondling and stroking his erection.

“That’s a boy, that’s a boy.” He kept saying as I kept stroking and he was getting breathless and his cock was at full erection and it was by far the largest cock I had ever seen.

He stopped me and stood up in front of me and slipped his shorts down to the floor and stepped out of them kicking them aside. He stood in front of me with his huge boner near my face and I was going cross-eyed looking at it. He took my left hand and had me cup his balls telling me to gently squeeze them but not too hard and to sort of jiggle them a little bit as he moved his cock closer to my face.

“Kiss it.” He whispered.

“Please don’t make me do that, please.” I pleaded.

“Kiss it now.”

I leaned a bit forward and the head of his cock touched me lips. I kissed his big old cock right on his pee hole and pulled my head back with the salty taste of urine on my lips and the odor of his manhood in my nostrils, an odor that was intoxicating to me.

“Again.” Again I kissed his dick and a few times more before he told me what I knew was coming, that I was to suck on it, suck on it like it was a lollypop. I opened my mouth wide and put it over the massive head of his cock and began to suck on it. He took my right hand and put it on the shaft of his boner and moved my hand up and down a few times until he was sure I had the idea and he let go of my hand. I kept stroking his shaft while sucking on the head of his dick. He began to slowly move his hips back and forth shoving more of his large erection into my mouth and almost down my throat. More than once I gagged on it and he pulled back just enough and then began to fuck my little mouth again.

"Look up at me while you're sucking on it, look up at me an' show me you like it." I turned my eyes up and saw the nasty sinister look on his face as he moved his big cock in and out of my mouth, in and out, a little further in each time, then taking my head in his hands and pushing it down my throat. I could smell him, his salty urine smell and though I wasn't big enough to take all of his cock in my mouth I got close enough to him to smell his pubic hair and the sweat on his hairy balls.

It didn’t take very much longer before he started to breathe heavily and all of a sudden his cock began to jerk and he shot his load of cum in my mouth, not a boy’s load of boy cum but a large load of man cum while his cock kept jerking. My mouth rapidly filled up and I started swallowing his warm, salty, gooey cum as quickly as I could. There was so much of his cum that some of it ran out of the corners of my mouth and down onto my chin but I did manage to swallow almost all of it. Its taste was much stronger than the boys' cum I was used to and there was so much more of it.

When he was spent and he had shot his full load in my mouth he slumped back into his chair breathing heavily with his head tilted back and a smile on his face.

“Ahhhh, that was good, yeah, that was real good. You know how to do it, dontcha?”

“Please, you won’t tell?”

“I’m not gonna tell but now you can count on doin’ for me what you do for that boy, see? If you don’t want any trouble you’ll make sure you keep on my good side, unnerstan?”

“Yes, sir.”

“You make sure you keep on my good side an’ I’ll see you get all the good milk you can drink, you got it?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Now get the fuck outta here. I’ll see ya agin soon but you keep your mouth shut until I tell ya to open it, unnerstan?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Now beat it.”

I almost crawled down the steps to our apartment with the strong taste of man’s cum on my tongue and the residue caked on the corners of my mouth and on my chin. I was relieved to be away from this horrible old man but something inside me had me looking forward to seeing him again. I didn’t know better and I didn’t know what was coming next now that he had me and he could do whatever he wanted with me. Too bad I didn’t know what was coming next.

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2013-08-08 01:27:25
I love your stories! Are you the same author as Milker? I love his stories too! Keep up the awesome work!

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