Snow Memories

At age 12 I made money by shoveling snow in my neighborhood. One of my customers was middle-aged man who lived down from us.

One day after shoveling his driveway, he invited me in for hot chocolate. Once inside I shed my snow gear and joined him in his kitchen. As we drank the hot chocolate, he asked me how old I was, and did I have a girlfriend. I told him no girlfriend and my age. He then offered to show me some sexy pictures. Being the curious type, I said yes.

We went into his living room and sat on his couch. He pulled out a few magazines with mainly pictures of adult couples, but mainly men. He then asked me how big my dick was and if I had pubic hair. I admitted I didn't know how long my dick was, but I did have some hair. He then pulled down my zipper and moved my underpants to the side which freed my half-hard dick. Taking my dick into his hand he stroked it until it stood straight out. He said that I was quite long and thick for my age, before putting it in his mouth. The feel of his warm mouth and tongue caused me to have my first wet cum, which he swallowed. After gently pulling on my sparse pubes he got up from the couch. He gave me an extra $20 for my silence. I never told anyone, except my wife.