I sucked my first cock when I was 13. My cousin Donny was home from the army. I thought he was the greatest guy I'd ever known. He took me to the minor league ball games and let me drink some of his beer.

He told me one day that he knew guys in the Army who liked to suck cocks, and wondered if I ever thought about doing it. I had been jerking off for a few months now and really liked how my hard little dick felt in my hand, but had no idea about other guys. We were out for a game one Friday night and he pulled into a rest area a couple miles from home. He turned to me, "Let me see your cock." I was surprised, but I didn't want to disappoint him so I unzipped my pants and pulled my little dick out through the slit in my underwear. He reached over and started to fondle me. I couldn't help it. I started to get hard. Even hard it was only about four inches long. He took his hand off of me and unzipped his pants. "You wanna see a real cock?" he said. I didn't say anything, but just stared at his zipper. He wasn't wearing underwear so his cock popped our pretty handily. It was huge compared to mine.

"Go ahead, touch it," he said. He was about six inches long and not even hard yet. I reached over and took his cock in my hand. He had a hood that covered the head and told me to roll it back. I had to use two hands to do that. He told me to rub it up and down. When I did it grew another inch. I was mesmerized by it and couldn't take my eyes off of it. He got hard pretty fast. Then he said, "From the looks of you hard little dick it looks like you want to taste it. Go ahead, put it in your mouth." I wasn't sure what was going on, but I bent over and put my lips around the head. "Oh, fuck yeah, suck on that popsicle." I instantly loved it. I bobbed up and down and he got harder. He put his hand on the back of my head and guided me up and down, pushing a little farther each time.

"You like that, don't you?" I shook my head. "Yeah, I knew you would." I was actually sucking a cock for the first time. He bobbed my head up and down for a few minutes then held me in place. "Oh, fuck, I'm cumming." He let go and the first squirt nearly made me gag. I started to pull off but he held my head and said, "No, no. You're supposed to swallow it." I struggled, but was able to swallow most of his cum. He finally finished and let me up. I wiped my chin off and he grabbed my head and pulled me back down onto his cock. "Do it again," he said. I didn't argue, but this time he didn't have to guide me. I willingly sucked him for about a half hour before he came again. This time I swallowed it all. I liked the taste and the texture and thought I'd suck him anytime he wanted.

We spent that summer with me sucking his cock at least two times each time we got together, and by the end of the summer he even taught me how to take his cock in my asshole. He must have fucked me two dozen times before he left for college. It wasn't until I had been married for about five years that I had the opportunity to start sucking cock again. That was eight years ago and I still love to suck and get fucked whenever I can.