I am a firm believer, that we have no more choice, as to what we are drawn to sexually, than we have over what our taste buds like, when we sit down at the table.
This is more about the old man that paid the young boy $10.00, to work out in his backyard and ended up sucking him. So, if that bothers you, please go read another story. Because I can't change what happened.
The little old man, that had paid me $10.00, to work out in his backyard. Only lived about 7 blocks from me. So it was really easy, to get on my bike and ride over there. A ride that would get easier and easier, each time I took it.
It was 3 or 4 weeks after I had been over there the first time, when I rode over and he was out in his front yard and looked shocked, when I rode up.
It was like he didn't know what to say to me and when he finally said, " Did you come back to finish the job?" I was at a loss for words to because to be honest, I had gone back over there, to get my little boner sucked. And I didn't know what to answer. When I finally said, " Yes " both of us seemed to relax.
I know it wasn't right for an old man, to suck on a little boys boner but he wasn't hurting me or molesting me, at least in my mind he wasn't. Besides, I didn't even know what being molested meant yet. I was only 12 years old.
As he took me through the house, I did notice that there weren't any dirty pictures on the coffee table, something that would change, when he called me in, for my first break.
Sure enough as I sat down to drink my coke, the little pile of dirty pictures had reappeared and he was there sitting there in his chair, watching me looking at them. Once again I felt my little boner coming up and excused myself and went into his bathroom. Where there were even more dirty pictures and I looked at them.
I didn't go in there, just to keep him from noticing imy little boner because looking back, I'm sure that he did. I went in there because my little boner was crying for attention and I couldn't just undo my pants and pull it out and tell him to " SUCK IT." Instead I went into the bathroom and played with it and my little balls and then I went back out into his backyard and started working again. I jacked it but I didn't squirt.
When he called me in to eat, I noticed once again, that the dirty pictures had changed. As I sat there looking at them and eating my hot dogs, as he moved over to the couch with me and started undoing my pants again and I let him.
Feeling his warm mouth on my little boner again, did something to me inside and the next thing I knew, I had my little hands on the top of his head and was watching him as he sucked on it. Making me squirm and move my little butt all around on his couch.
I could feel his fingers reaching under and playing with my little balls, milking them, trying to get me to squirt for him.
I still couldn't get over how much he liked sucking on my little boner, especially since I still had peach fuzz, I didn't even have pubic hair, down there yet.
All at once I was screaming, " YOU BETTER STOP, YOU BETTER STOP " but he didn't and the next thing I knew, I was " SQUIRTING MY 3 or 4 DROPS OF BOY CUM, INTO HIS MOUTH." And once again getting the weierdest feeling inside as " I WATCHED AND LISTENED TO HIM EATING THEM." As he milked my little balls, trying to get them to give up more.
It was the 6th or 7th time that I was over there getting him to suck on me, that it happened.
He was sucking me like always but he was undoing his pants at the same time and pulling his little boner out [ it wasn't much bigger than mine, maybe 5 inches, I don't know ]. What I do know is that as he started to gently pull me down to it, I couldn't do it, so he let me go. I guess so I wouldn't be scared or whatever and never come back, I don't know.
I don't know how a little girl feels, when a boy or a man is showing her his dick, trying to get her to suck it. All I know is that for some reason, I was scared to do it. But the third time that I was over there and he had gently pulled me down to it, I was able to touch it with my tongue and for some reason that satisfied him, for the time being anyway.
It took him 2 more times of having me down there licking on the head of it before he was finally able to get me to open my mouth and let him slide it in.
I can't even describe how I felt, having the end of a man's dick in my mouth, being a boy and not a girl.
He let out a little moan, as soon as he felt my mouth go down on it but he didn't move it, I guess because he didn't want to scare me away from it and It worked. Because right after that, I started doing to him, what he had been doing to me, moving my mouth up and down on it, while I sucked on it gently.
He didn't cum the first time he got me to suck it and he didn't cum the second time either. I guess because he was trying to get me used to sucking on it, before trying to get me to " EAT IT," like he would " EAT " mine.
One thing let to another and eventually we ended up doing it in his bedroom, with both of us naked on his huge kingsize bed. And that's where he not only taught me to suck on it but to take it up inside of me as well.