First BJ?

[Nickf66]

This has probably been threaded to death, so maybe there won’t be a lot of response. Here goes:

 

When was the first time you gave a BJ to someone? How old were you? And give us just a few details for fun.

 

We were both 14; he was a football player, I was in the band (go figure). After a “Friday Night Lights” game, we walked home together. We both lived about 8-10 blocks from school. Small midwestern town, warm September evening. Of course the subject turned to sex and a Marlboro. One thing led to another - found a dark alley, no one around. He asked me if I’d ever ... then pulled it out, I went down and he lasted all of 20 seconds. I was in heaven. We actually were good friends (with benefits) all through school and into college. I serviced him several hundred times, but who’s counting. He got married (to a girl, of course) and invited me to the wedding. The bachelor party was wild, but I’ll never forget giving him one last thrill just a few hours before the service. We lost track and I’ve not heard from him since.

[+ bashful]

This has probably been threaded to death, so maybe there won’t be a lot of response. Here goes:

 

When was the first time you gave a BJ to someone? How old were you? And give us just a few details for fun.

 

We were both 14; he was a football player, I was in the band (go figure). After a “Friday Night Lights” game, we walked home together. We both lived about 8-10 blocks from school. Small midwestern town, warm September evening. Of course the subject turned to sex and a Marlboro. One thing led to another - found a dark alley, no one around. He asked me if I’d ever ... then pulled it out, I went down and he lasted all of 20 seconds. I was in heaven. We actually were good friends (with benefits) all through school and into college. I serviced him several hundred times, but who’s counting. He got married (to a girl, of course) and invited me to the wedding. The bachelor party was wild, but I’ll never forget giving him one last thrill just a few hours before the service. We lost track and I’ve not heard from him since.

 

What a nice story. Mine was with an escort, so can't begin to compare with that great life experience.

[Gadfly22]

He got married (to a girl, of course) and invited me to the wedding. The bachelor party was wild, but I’ll never forget giving him one last thrill just a few hours before the service.

One last service before the service Great story. Nice to hear that he didn't try to dissociate himself from you before tying the knot. Sorry to hear you didn't stay in touch.

[samhexum]

First BJ?

 

I'd have to say the first BJ I was aware of was Thomas, and the second was probably ...And The Bear. What an odd topic!

 

 

[liubit]

We were both 15-16 and I had a terrible crush on him, my best friend. I just knew that I wanted to touch him, to kiss him, to make out with him and, why not, hopefully to do something more adventurous, things I had only read about in naughty magazines. One day, I finally took the plunge when we showered together after a swim. Seeing him naked gave me an instant hard on —oh, to be 16 again!—, which of course he didn’t fail to notice. I dared touch him and, since he didn’t resist much, I fondled his body, worked my way towards his uncut dick and stroked it to make him hard. I don’t know where I got the courage to kneel in front if him and take his cock in my mouth. It was pure instinct, guided by sheer lust, and it just felt wonderful in my mouth, like it belonged there. I played with it, sucked it, licked it up and down and, naturally, he shot a huge load in my mouth, which I greedily swallowed. Beautiful. That was my very first blowjob, not reciprocated, and the rest is history.

 

Unfortunately, he did not share my feelings and he was actually quite embarrassed at what had happened. We never did it again and our friendship suffered. A few years later, we parted ways and we have not been in touch again. One-way puppy love, and fantastic memories.

Edited January 21, 2019 by liubit

[+ Pensant]

We were both 15-16 and I had a terrible crush on him, my best friend. I just knew that I wanted to touch him, to kiss him, to make out with him and, why not, hopefully to do something more adventurous, things I had only read in naughty magazines. One day, I finally took the plunge when we showered together after a swim. Seeing him naked gave me an instant hard on —oh, to be 16 again!—, which of course he didn’t fail to notice. I dared touch him and, since he didn’t resist much, I fondled his body, worked my way towards his uncut dick and stroked it to make him hard. I don’t know where I got the courage to kneel in front if him and take his cock in my mouth. It was pure instinct, guided by sheer lust, and it just felt wonderful in my mouth, like it belonged there. I played with it, sucked it, licked it up and down and, naturally, he shot a huge load in my mouth, which I greedily swallowed. Beautiful. That was my very first blowjob, not reciprocated, and the rest is history.

 

Unfortunately, he did not share my feelings and he was actually quite embarrassed at what had happened. We never did it again and our friendship suffered. A few years later, we parted ways and we have not been in touch again. One-way puppy love, and fantastic memories.

Wow! I was about that age too.

[Rudynate]

I think I gave my first blowjob when I was 18. I didn’t like it much. I think I was probably in my late 20s before I learned to enjoy sucking dick.

[+ Charlie]

I was 17, he said he was 18, but I now think he was a few years older. He picked me up in a public men's room and took me back to his room in an SRO on the lower East Side. I had never done anything and didn't know what to do, or even what was possible to do. He taught me how to give and get a blow job, and how to fuck and get fucked. He was also the first man I ever french-kissed. The whole experience lasted about three hours, and I was exhilarated. I never saw him again.

[Rudynate]

I was 17, he said he was 18, but I now think he was a few years older. He picked me up in a public men's room and took me back to his room in an SRO on the lower East Side. I had never done anything and didn't know what to do, or even what was possible to do. He taught me how to give and get a blow job, and how to fuck and get fucked. He was also the first man I ever french-kissed. The whole experience lasted about three hours, and I was exhilarated. I never saw him again.

 

What a great story!!