The week had flown by since I first met Carl, with flashbacks playing through my head of our meeting amongst the sand dunes. The way he had taken control, his passionate kisses, the feel of his hard cock in my hand and the taste of our combined juices. I had spent most of those few days with a permanent semi hard cock as little snippets had been remembered.
As I got ready to return, I had butterflies in my stomach and my semi hard cock had got harder still. I was tempted to masturbate as I had done every day since that first meeting, but I held back. I wanted Carl's hand wrapped around my cock and stroking me until the rush of orgasm hit me and spurted over his hand and my stomach. I lacked any sexual knowledge and wanted him to tell me about blow jobs and how men fucked each other and his own experiences.
The weather was sunny again as I got into my car and drove to the meeting place we had arranged last week and arrived a little early. Carl was there waiting with a small backpack, light brown hair, blue t shirt and white shorts - the butterflies in my stomach twisted around even more.
He got in the car and we drove the short distance to the waste land car park near to the beach and I found a space to park. We both got out, I locked my car and we started walking towards the sand dunes to find our little hollow.
It wasn't long before we found a vacant hollow and we sat next to each other. Carl turned to me and started kissing me, gently at first but with increasingly more passion. His hand soon found its way to my crotch to find me fully erect and he started to stroke my aching cock. He soon had my trousers and boxer shorts pulled down to my knees as I took my own t shirt off. I groaned with pleasure as I felt my balls tighten to be followed by the first spurt of cum flying over his hand onto my legs followed by more until I was done.
As I finally calmed down, I looked around to see him naked and hard giving me an expectant look - he wanted me to return the favour. I wrapped my hand around his cock, and felt the warm soft exterior with that lovely hardness just below the surface. Soon I was into a smooth rhythm and leant over to kiss him and our tongues lashed together again. I felt the little jerk from the base of his cock that meant he was about to cum and looked down to see him shoot his load into the air and over our bodies. The feel of his red hot cum droplets hitting my skin was unbelievable and I reached down for one of the larger globules to coat my fingers with it. I was eager to taste his sweet and salty essence as he followed suit and we were soon offering our cum covered fingers to each other to taste.
After cleaning each other we started chatting - small talk at first and I was happy to listen as he told me of his week. With a little prompting from me, I found out that Carl had always been attracted to men and it was only after leaving school that he was able to act on that feeling. His first time had been with an older man that he met at this very beach - they had gone to the man's house to be more private. Carl said they had a mutual wanking session like we had done before the man had asked Carl to give him a blow job.
Carl gave me a slightly funny look as I asked him what that meant until I explained that I was completely unaware of any sexual knowledge until last week's meeting. He laughed as he told me about taking the other man's cock in his mouth and moving up and down along the length of it until the other man spurted into his throat. Carl went on with his story of how he had met the other man a couple of times, even fucking him once. I had to ask how that happened, blushing a deep red colour as I showed my total inexperience to Carl. Carl patiently explained how the process worked and that you needed some patience, lube and a condom.
I leaned over to take Carl's hand, and looked him straight into his blue eyes. "I really was a total virgin and no one else has touched me until I met you last week," I said. "I have never touched anyone else either, but I have really enjoyed what we have done together. Now you have told me about taking a thing in your mouth, I want to do that so that I can properly taste your ejaculation.".
Carl chuckled again and said, "You're going to have to learn the proper names for things: Cum or spunk not ejaculation and cock not a thing.".
Surprising myself, I gently laid my hand on his now semi erect cock stroking him gently as I leaned over to kiss him. "I want to take your cock in my mouth, give you a blow job and I want you to come in my throat."
He was hardening as I spoke and I just caught him give a slight nod of his head and I licked my lips in anticipation.
I held his cock at the base and lowered my head towards my goal - the initial sweet and salty taste was the same as our cum from earlier as I took the tip of his cock into my mouth. I could feel him hardening even more as I wrapped my lips around him fully, yet there was a silky, soft, smooth texture as well. I was still stroking his cock at the base as I got used to the feel of him inside my willing mouth.
Remembering what he said, I started to move my mouth up and down his shaft feeling him get fully hard. His cock head was well into my mouth and I swirled my tongue around his shaft and I moved my hand away to take even more of him into my throat.
I felt a slight tickle on my nose and I realised I had managed to take virtually his whole cock and his pubic hair was the source of the tickle. This pushed me on to get every part of him into me, which didn't take long - his pubic bone was against my lips. Instinctively I cupped my hand around his balls and rubbed them gently whilst also stroking the area between his balls and ass hole. My mouth and hands soon formed a partnership, sometimes long deep strokes, other times short hard bursts. It wasn't long before I felt the small twitch at the base of his cock and I pulled back slightly just in time for the first burst of cum to hit the back of my throat.
I just about heard Carl say, "Don't swallow it all," as more cum flowed from him and I gulped down as much as I could while still leaving some. I felt the last jerks of his cock get less intense before his hands pulled my head up to his. He kissed me so passionately, and his tongue was deep inside my mouth obviously seeking out his cum. I grabbed my own hard cock and started yanking on it and soon shot my load over the nearby sand while our lips were still locked together.
It was soon time to leave and we headed back to the car park. As we walked, we were arranging our next meeting back at the beach for the following week.
