After that first time with David I could barely think about anything else apart from his gorgeous stiff cock. It was almost more than I could take, he didn?t mention what had happened and nor did I, we just carried on at school as if nothing had happened. Eventually, after maybe a month I became desperate and asked him to come round to my house again, I was worried he might refuse but to my delight he agreed.
All that Saturday I was really restless and expectant, I couldn?t believe my luck when my mother told me they were going out for the afternoon. She tried to make me go with them but there was no fuckin way I was going anywhere.
David finally arrived, ?what do you wanna do? I asked. I knew what I wanted to do. Don?t mind he said. We went up to my room to listen to some music. I put some music on and we sat on the bed.
I couldn?t wait. I put my hand on his crotch again and he smiled just like before ? fuckin YES I thought, there is a god after all! This time though David stood up, unzipped his jeans and pulled them down to his knees and then did the same with his pants. I was speechless. Standing there in front of me was that gorgeous soft cock that I had been thinking about for weeks. I stroked his soft pubic hair and ran my hand down onto his cock, lifting it gently at the base so I was looking at it end on. It was so warm and soft but was getting bigger and harder by the second. I slowly peeled back the foreskin to reveal that beautiful cock head, peeled it right back this time as far as it would go and released it. His cock was twitching and swelling as he pumped blood into it, within a few seconds he was standing hard, stiff and upright. I let go of it completely and sat there looking at in glorious close up. I think this is probably where my fascination with close up cock pics comes from. I held his cock at the base again, squeezing it more tightly as if to see how big I could make it get. He was about the same size as me but maybe a bit thinner with a slightly small head. I wanked him up and down several times fascinated by the way his foreskin rolled over his cock head and then he began to ooze pre cum from his slit. I used my thumb to rub this over the end of his cock head and make it wet and shiny. All this in silence, neither of us said anything, which when I look back is a bit weird as I now always like to talk about what I?m doing during sex, but I guess we were very young and inexperienced.
I held his cock in a fist and tightly wanked him several times, he muttered ?oh fuck?, I think, and suddenly cum started dribbling out of his cock, not really spurting like I?d expected just kind of dribbling really, there was quite a lot of it and it took me a bit by surprise and I let go of his cock. I had his sperm on my hand, on my lap, down my jeans, on the carpet and hanging from the end of his cock and didn?t know what to do really. We looked at each other and I think he said sorry. These days I would have played with his cum and massaged into his cock, balls and ass hole and then cum on him myself. But through all this I still hadn?t got my cock out! I quickly cleaned myself and the carpet up with some toilet roll and he did likewise. I said I had really enjoyed that but he said he was sorry again and was clearly embarrassed and wanted to go, so we said goodbye. I got my cock out as soon as he had gone and I was covered in pre cum and I think I must have leaked a load of sperm as well as I was awash with goo. I wanked myself for about ten seconds and exploded. Innocent days.