It was the late 60’s, I was just sixteen, a teenager and sexually innocent. I had just discovered the joys of masturbation. I couldn’t leave my cock alone. I was wanking at least once a day, but felt the need to share my discovery.
One night, I visited my best mate at his home. His parents were out so we had the house to ourselves. The conversation quickly turned to wanking. He was as enthusiastic as me, and we agreed to get our cocks out. I had not seen another cock, so I was keen to check it out.
We sat next to each other, unzipped our jeans and pulled out our very hard cocks. Whilst mine was straight, his bent to the right which I was surprised to see. But we were both eager to get started. My heart was beating fast in anticipation of watching him wank and letting him watch me.
We started off slowly, gently pulling on our cocks, and watching each other. After a short time, I asked him if I could hold his cock. He told me he wanted to hold mine, so we swapped hands. I loved the feeling of holding his cock and quickly got to work wanking him hard. He did the same to me, and my breathing became heavier, and my heart was beating faster.
We wanked each other for about ten minutes, then he came all over my hand without any warning. I wasn’t ready for that. I had to wipe his cum off my hand as I had no idea that licking it off would have been better.
My mate then continued to wank me off until I came all over his hand and my stomach. After cleaning up, we got dressed and carried on as if nothing had happened. However, there was more to come that night...
I left my mate's house and went to catch my bus home. Before I got there, I was stopped by a guy wearing an RAF uniform. He asked me to stand next to him while he wanked in his trousers. He didn’t want anyone to see him, so I was to be his lookout.
Being fairly innocent, I didn’t see that this was a problem. So, he was pulling on his cock while talking to me about nothing in particular. He never asked me my age or anything about my sexual experience, so I was not suspicious about his motives.
He asked me to walk with him, and he took me to a dark alley. Still not sure what he wanted, I went along. When we got there he asked me if I had seen a man's cock before. As I hadn’t, he offered to show me his. As I had only seen my mates cock earlier, I was very interested.
I soon realised that my cock had become very hard in my pants in anticipation of seeing his cock. He unzipped his trousers and took it out. It was longer and thicker than my mates. He asked me to touch it. So I grabbed it with my hand and started to pull it hard.