Originally Posted by
dans94
I was about twelve. A good friend and I had finished playing baseball and he come over to play cards. It was the middle of the afternoon and my parents had left a note that they would be back around five.
We decided to play strip poker in my room since neither of us had any money. Well, I could hardly win a hand and was soon sitting on the floor naked. My friend suggested that we play for strokes of the cock with our mouths. We had played grab-ass during sleep overs and had played with each others cocks a little so I agreed.
He got naked and we both sat on the floor, facing each other, with nice little boners. Because we weren't queer we said there would be no sucking, just strokes with the lips. If one of us was going to cum he had to pull out and use his underwear.
I lost the first hand and the 'pot' was fifteen strokes. He laid back on his elbows and I got between his knees. I leaned forward and grabbed the base of his cock with my thumb and forefinger. As my face got closer I could smell his muskiness and see every detail of his uncut cock. I could see his blue veins pulsing and a dribble of pre-cum oozing from his hole. Although it looked delicious, I couldn't allow myself to be labeled queer and so had to control myself.
I opened my mouth wide and carefully positioned the head of his cock inside my mouth. Then I slowly closed my lips around his shaft being careful not to touch him with my tongue or teeth. As I pushed my head down on him I could feel every ripple and ridge of his cock with my lips. It was very exciting and I almost lost control when his head touched the back of my mouth! I could envision that drop of pre-cum touching my throat and then stretching, stringing away as I slid my lips back up his shaft. I stopped my upward motion when I felt the ridge of his cock head press against my rigid lips. At this point I had to swallow and my tongue accidently swiped across his pee hole. He let out a low moan and I knew I had to be careful or he'd cum in my mouth. Well, each of the next fourteen strokes were exactly like the first. It seemed to take forever and he was on the brink of cumming the whole time.
I think we could have played like that all night but my parents came home while he was stroking my cock with his lips and we had to scramble to get our clothes back on.
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