I was about 16 and hitchhiking down the coast when two guys picked me up in the late afternoon. They were going to camp on the beach, and invited me. We put together a campfire, and they had some very, very good weed. It was a full moon. One guy started talking about his girlfriend and having sex, and you could tell they hadn't gone there before. He got pretty explicit and was getting aroused, and his friend and I both kept it going so it was a pretty juicy conversation, with everybody getting hard and rubbing themselves. I had given my first blow job, to a teacher, that winter, and had not told anyone about it, though I was dying to. So I told them. It really took a lot of daring for me to tell them, and they responded with their own daring--they'd both had oral with other guys, but never told the other. That was all it took for their shorts to come off and for me to start sucking. I honestly don't know how many times I sucked them off. One guy sucked his friend, once, but I pretty much spent the rest of the night with one or other of their cocks. In the morning we woke up on the beach, and saw there were people nearby who had come in the night. I've never felt so much craving for sucking their hard-ons some more, and one of them did give me his cock hidden in folds of sleeping bag while the other packed. Back in the parking area, inside the car, I sucked him off, too. Besides the beautiful beach the whole evening was a huge release for me--I'd been sworn to secrecy and afraid to tell anyone I'd sucked cock, and suddenly here were two guys my age it was safe to play with!!!
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