if i can talk about a long long time ago, before we were fully grown, then i can tell you of the how i discovered my life long obsession.

i had a friend a couple of yeas older who had a comic book collection. even at that age he was bossy and loud. me, i was quite and somewhat shy, but i liked comic books. so any excuse to go to my friends house, was a good enough excuse.

he had his own bathroom off his room, and one day he had to pee. he caught me watching him, which i liked to do. i liked to look at his dick, which was bigger than mine and already sported abundant pubes. he asked me what i was looking at, and turned around and shook his dick at me. although i could not answer he could read it in my eyes.

he walked over quiet like, with his dick in his hand, and confronted me 'you like it, don't you?'. i was out of breath, i could only stare. 'how about a kiss?', and he put it right up to my mouth. 'come on, open up', and he rubbed my lips with his dick. i slowly opened my mouth and in he slipped. 'now that's a boy, just suck it up and down'. it felt so good, it had gotten so hard.

he pulled it out and moved to his bed, and pulled down his pants so i could have it all. 'come on, suck it some more', and i went over over and took back into my mouth. how can i explain what i felt, the taste knocked me around, i couldn't get enough. the texture of the skin, so smooth. the firmness was out of this world. and when he began to buck, i just looked at him and put my whole mouth around his shaft.

i felt myself wetting my pants, my dick was so hard it hurt. he had his hand on my head and bucked and bucked, until i began to taste his precum, so slick and sweet. i sucked, or tried, and he pushed and pushed, and then he shot his load. he got the first shot in my mouth, and as i pulled off he shot my face. i tried to spit it out, but some got away. i was full of it, and he just laughed.

i used my shirt to clean up, and he just looked at me 'like it, don't you'. i did, like nothing i had experienced before. and right there in front of me i could see his dick. i loved it. and so began, a long and fruitful friendship with my friend.

i was able to go over every afternoon, and i would suck him, and he would let me read comic books. he and i would sit naked on his bed, and he liked to play with my dick and get me hard. he would masturbate me until i came, and i would suck him back. a couple of times he sucked me too, but i was the cocksucker there.

about six months into our game, he started to poke his dick up against my ass. he wold make me squeeze my cheeks together, until one day he brought up his mother's vasline jar. he lubed his dick, and made me lube my ass, and he put me against the bed and pushed right through. oh, when i was stuck, i felt a feeling like nothing could explain, he fucked and fucked, until he came. he pulled out and i stood up. oh what a feeling his ghost left in me, i squeezed my butt real hard to see if i could still feel him.

for two more years he fucked me and i sucked him, and he would play with my dick. i was his bitch, and enjoyed every minute of it. i got the taste of my obsession, i love cocksucking and feeling one in me. that is how it all got started.