Marching Band Cadet– Chapter Three This is a series about high school males in the late 1970s. They had a secret club in which they engaged in gay sex and BDSM rituals. This series is told from the point of view of a club member who served as their submissive. The initial chapters establish the background and characters. As the story progresses, in later chapters there will be hardcore sex, group sex, S he was my unit leader, in a military sense.
Poor Jim still did not know how to react. I felt like I had made a big faux pas. I hadn”t violated any of the rules. But I wondered if I had been too pushy and ruined my chances of becoming a cadet. At any rate, although I wanted to say more, I knew I had already said too much. (The first rule when you find yourself in a hole is to stop digging.)
While the awkwardness lingered in the air, Wayne suddenly stood up. He dropped his shorts and underwear. “Sounds good to me, boy,” Wayne said. “Come and get it.”
He didn”t need to repeat himself. He was only a couple of steps away from me, and I dropped to my knees and immediately took his cock into my mouth. His cock was still soft. After a minute in my mouth with my tongue gently stroking the bottom of his shaft, Konya Escort it was quickly firming up. I looked up at him from my knees and said, “Would you like to sit back and relax while I take care of you?” He nodded, and kicked off the shorts and underwear that were still around his ankles, then plopped back down on the sofa.
I placed my hands on his thighs, and gently coaxed them further apart. He had incredible thighs. They were not beefy, but long and defined. I took a good look at his dick. He had a pretty thick bush of pubic hair. (In the seventies, there was very little “manscaping.” In hindsight, it was much more natural, and there is something very sexy and masculine about that.) Wayne had a dark treasure trail descending from his navel down into the bush. As he reclined back on the sofa, he put his hands behind his head, exposing his armpits, which also sported lots of dark, thick hair.
Until this moment, I had only had closeup experience with five dicks, including Matt”s. I had not yet realized that dicks are as distinctive as faces. Wayne”s cock looked about like my own, but the thick bush and the muscular thighs that surrounded it made it seem exotic and manly.
What Konya Escort Bayan was truly amazing were his balls. They were oval. Most balls are round like golf balls. But his were like eggs. I was beginning to learn why Latinos sometimes refer to them as “huevos.”
I had very little experience with oral sex. At the time, I figured that Wayne had probably never received a blow job. (Later, I would find out that my assumption was mostly correct.) Of course, what I lacked in skill I made up for in enthusiasm. I buried my face in his crotch, breathing it all in. His dick was warm and slightly moist, and emitted a salty, tangy smell that was like a hot summer day on a Texas beach.
I nosed and licked and sucked my way around. The balls were desirable, but I had no idea how to get them in my mouth without my teeth touching them. I was inexperienced, but I knew the first rule of cocksucking: don”t let your teeth touch the sensitive parts! Finally, I went all the way down again on his now rock hard cock. I heard Wayne sigh, and I felt him relax a bit as he yielded completely to the sensations.
It didn”t take long. Wayne began to thrust his pelvis in a slow, gently, rhythmic way. Escort Konya I would come to learn that this was a sign of a natural top, and a good moment to switch to anal sex. A top man wants to thrust and control the motion as he gets closer to orgasm. But I did not understand things like that as Wayne began to thrust more aggressively upward into my mouth. His balls slapped up against my chin, his pubes kept hitting my nose. I held my mouth open and steady, and did what I could with my tongue.
With a long, soft groan, Wayne popped his load in my mouth. My tongue felt the large pulses at the root of his shaft. The back of my mouth was suddenly full of warmth. I swallowed eagerly, before I even had a chance to taste it. I was an amateur. But Wayne didn”t seem to mind. I think we were both feeling exhilarated. We had done it, brash and big, right there in front of everybody.
I finished slurping the final droplets that were oozing from the tip of his still hard cock. I didn”t want to let anything go to waste. Wayne and I grinned at each other. I couldn”t resist making a joke. “Now I know who brings the bone to the trombone section!”
Still on my knees, and catching my breath, I leaned back and came face to face with another cock.
Thank you for reading. Sam is inexperienced, but he is quickly going to gain a lot more experience. Once he discovers his submissive nature, he will have to make an important choice. Find out more in the next few chapters.