He looked like an old man to me. He was my piano teacher and he came every Tuesday afternoon at 4:30 for an hour. He sat beside me on the piano stool and he kept time by patting my leg. When the piece I was practicing stopped he just lay his hand on my thigh. When we were through with class he would put his arm around my shoulder and hug me.

One afternoon half way through the class I told him I needed to use the bathroom. He said he needed to use it too and he came in the bathroom with me. He let me go first. After I peed he took a bit of toilet paper and wiped the end of my penis. He held my penis with his fingers for several minutes, which felt really good. Then he unzipped his pants and took out his penis, it was so large compared to mine, and he peed into the toilet. When he finished he was dripping a little and he asked me if I wanted to wipe his penis. He gave me some toilet paper and guided my hand to the tip of his penis to wipe off the drop that was there.

He asked me if I wanted to hold it, to put my hand around it and hold it. He then put his hand around my hand and he slowly beat himself. As his penis got harder it got bigger and he smiled at me. His penis got into a complete erection and still using my hand he stroked himself hard. When he came he laughed out loud and we used a lot of toilet paper to wipe his penis and the toilet where the cum had landed. He reached for my penis and stroked me for several minutes, holding my hard penis but I wasn't able to have an ejaculation.

After that day when we took piano lessons he would rub my leg and feel up under my shorts and play with my penis. He let me play with his penis in his pants and sometimes he would cum in his pants. When he left he would take his shirttail out so that the wet spot was covered.

I was talented enough that I could play what he taught me and I was in recitals. I had my twelfth birthday and he told me he was going to give me a gift and he sucked my penis. This time, between sucking me and masturbating me with my hand I did ejaculate and he told me it tasted really good. The next time he ejaculated he was going to let me taste it and see if I liked it. The day he ejaculated into my mouth my mother had gone out and said she was going to be back in an hour. He sucked me and then he had me suck him, his penis was big and I was not able to suck down on him hard enough. He used his hand to masturbate and when he was ready he had me suck on his penis again and he ejaculated. It was hot, it tasted funny and felt funny in my mouth, but he encouraged me to swallow it.

One day my mother told me that he wasn't going to be any more piano lessons. Seems that there had been a problem at another house where he taught and he wasn't going to be teaching piano anymore. My mother asked me if I was ok, if there was anything I wanted to tell her. I said no and that was that.

I was fifteen before I got the chance to suck on another penis, this time it was a painter and he wanted to fuck me too. I sucked him, but I stayed away from him.