How I got started
I remember it like it was yesterday... when I was a k**, I had a bike, and loved to ride all thru the neighborhood. Back then, almost all my subdivision was unpaved ; just gravel streets with post WWII houses built for young families. One summer, I had watched some morning cartoons on TV ( we finally got a television set, one with a small, black and white screen ) , and after lunch, got my bike out and started thru the area. Noticing the front tire was low on air, I pushed it up the street for a couple of blocks to a service station to get some air in the tire. I think I was about 7 or 8 years old at that time. In those days, there was no thing as ' self-serve' gas stations... almost all had a rubber hose across the concrete that so that when a car pulled up for gas, a bell would ring inside the station. It was a bright sunny summer, as I remember. Anyway, I pushed my bike up the street, and got the air hose, and put some air in the tire.
Being a hot summer day, I was hot, and so I parked my bike, and went inside the station .. There was a cooler there, with a sliding top, that you could open, and inside were bottles of soft drinks in ice cold water. There was a slot to put a nickel in, and then you could slide a bottle to the end of a rack and lift it out. I just happened to have a nickel, so I got me a cold Coke from the cooler.
The station was run by a older man, I'd say, in his 50's or early 60's, who had a desk doing all sorts of paper work. Since there were no customers right then, the owner was at his desk. The bell then rang, so he got up, and went out to put gas in a car, and wash the owner's windshield. I watched thru the dirty plate glass as the customer paid for the gas, and drove away, and the station owner came back in and put some money in the cash register. He seemed to be a friendly old guy, and smiled and asked my name, and where I lived. I'd finished my drink, and noticed a store room in back with a toilet, and asked if I could use it as I needed to pee. Although the station had a Men and Women's restroom on the side of the building, he said sure. I walked in the back, and unzipped my shorts, and started to pee. I noticed the door was half way open, and could see him staring at me. Since there were no cars at that time at the pumps, he got up from his desk and came in the back and stood next to me, and said he needed to pee, too. He unzipped his pants, and took out his big, uncut cock and kind of just pulled the foreskin back and forth in front of me. I was so amazed at his big cock, that he turned and said, ' you want to hold it ?' Although I was scared, I remember reaching out and touching it, and thinking this is wonderful! He said then, ' can I touch yours, too?. I just stood there while he held my little cock, and felt all tingly inside! Suddenly, he knelt down and put his mouth on my little cock, and licked and sucked it in his mouth! Then he stood, and looking out the front windows, said I could do the same if I wanted. I put my tongue on his cock, and tasted a sweet drop of something, and then ran my tongue over his cock head. He then rubbed my cock and felt my balls, and said I could do the same to him! I did, and wow! Was it ever exciting. Soon he was moaning, and suddenly, this white stuff oozed out of his cock. At first I was afraid, but then he said that he loved it, and to keep doing it. I watched as he groaned and moaned, and more cum came out. He got a rag, and wiped his cock off, and said that was the best feeling in the world, and thanked me!
About that time, the bell rang, so he zipped up, and said to wait until he came back inside. I did, and he offered me another cold drink, and said he hoped I'd come back again real soon! I told him thanks, and left. I did go back the next day, and we played again like that.. only that time he sucked my little cock all the way in his mouth, and I did the same to him!
I never told anyone about that day, but that was the beginning of my love of sucking cocks! He closed the station at the end of the summer, since the City was going to 4-lane the street, and he moved, and I never saw or heard from him again. Years later, I married to avoid the Viet Nam war, taught school, and finally divorced, and started to cruise and find men to suck off. Now, at 74, I'm retired, and still loving the taste of cock and cum. Guess I can thank that old guy for introducing me to the joys of cock sucking!
Being a hot summer day, I was hot, and so I parked my bike, and went inside the station .. There was a cooler there, with a sliding top, that you could open, and inside were bottles of soft drinks in ice cold water. There was a slot to put a nickel in, and then you could slide a bottle to the end of a rack and lift it out. I just happened to have a nickel, so I got me a cold Coke from the cooler.
The station was run by a older man, I'd say, in his 50's or early 60's, who had a desk doing all sorts of paper work. Since there were no customers right then, the owner was at his desk. The bell then rang, so he got up, and went out to put gas in a car, and wash the owner's windshield. I watched thru the dirty plate glass as the customer paid for the gas, and drove away, and the station owner came back in and put some money in the cash register. He seemed to be a friendly old guy, and smiled and asked my name, and where I lived. I'd finished my drink, and noticed a store room in back with a toilet, and asked if I could use it as I needed to pee. Although the station had a Men and Women's restroom on the side of the building, he said sure. I walked in the back, and unzipped my shorts, and started to pee. I noticed the door was half way open, and could see him staring at me. Since there were no cars at that time at the pumps, he got up from his desk and came in the back and stood next to me, and said he needed to pee, too. He unzipped his pants, and took out his big, uncut cock and kind of just pulled the foreskin back and forth in front of me. I was so amazed at his big cock, that he turned and said, ' you want to hold it ?' Although I was scared, I remember reaching out and touching it, and thinking this is wonderful! He said then, ' can I touch yours, too?. I just stood there while he held my little cock, and felt all tingly inside! Suddenly, he knelt down and put his mouth on my little cock, and licked and sucked it in his mouth! Then he stood, and looking out the front windows, said I could do the same if I wanted. I put my tongue on his cock, and tasted a sweet drop of something, and then ran my tongue over his cock head. He then rubbed my cock and felt my balls, and said I could do the same to him! I did, and wow! Was it ever exciting. Soon he was moaning, and suddenly, this white stuff oozed out of his cock. At first I was afraid, but then he said that he loved it, and to keep doing it. I watched as he groaned and moaned, and more cum came out. He got a rag, and wiped his cock off, and said that was the best feeling in the world, and thanked me!
About that time, the bell rang, so he zipped up, and said to wait until he came back inside. I did, and he offered me another cold drink, and said he hoped I'd come back again real soon! I told him thanks, and left. I did go back the next day, and we played again like that.. only that time he sucked my little cock all the way in his mouth, and I did the same to him!
I never told anyone about that day, but that was the beginning of my love of sucking cocks! He closed the station at the end of the summer, since the City was going to 4-lane the street, and he moved, and I never saw or heard from him again. Years later, I married to avoid the Viet Nam war, taught school, and finally divorced, and started to cruise and find men to suck off. Now, at 74, I'm retired, and still loving the taste of cock and cum. Guess I can thank that old guy for introducing me to the joys of cock sucking!
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