Paul’s Story

Written By: Angyl

    This story is about Paul Morgan. This is discovery of being gay, and of course his first sexual encounter with another guy.

    At the time I write this, Paul is 21 years old. He stands a tall 6'6. His baby sister calls him "tall Paul". I mean Christ he told me by 13 he was already 6'2. His hair is short, brown, with blonde tips. He keeps it spiked. His eyes were green. Paul is also quite built. I know he goes to the gym at least twice a week, and when he's not there, he works out at home. Paul is quite the looker too. He has fair skin, and a clean complexion. He is always wearing tight black jeans, and his skin tight, white t-shirt. Oh, and he is never without his black leather jacket. I don't mind the tight pants, they show off his huge package, which from what he tells me, is about 11 inches hard, Gods talk about drool effects.

    Now remember, Paul is relating this tale to me.

    Paul grew up in Millet, which is not a big town. It also meant that you had maybe three or four close friends; which is what Paul told me he had for friends.

    Paul started noticing changes in himself, and his body, when he was 12. One thing that he said he definitely noticed was his growing interest in boys, not just their appearance, but their cocks as well. He got quite hard looking at other naked boys, but never when he'd see a girl naked. Paul said he realized then, that he was gay.

    Now you would think Paul would experiment with his friends, something that is not uncommon. Not Paul, he told me he did not have his first sexual encounter till he was 13. He admitted to me that it was his cousin Marcus that deflowered his virgin ass.

    Marcus Morgan, as Paul tells me, moved in with them when he was 15. His parents had been killed in a car crash. Paul's parents were only happy to take him in. Annoyingly though, they gave Marc the entire attic as his room. Paul told me this had really pissed him off; he had been promised that area.

    Marc, as Paul tells me, was quite a handsome kid. He was already 6'4, when he moved in. He had shoulder length brown hair, and green eyes. He was slim and toned. He has fair skin and a clean complexion. Paul told me none of the Morgan boys ever got acne (lucky bastards). As Paul continued, Marc wore Track pants and baggy t-shirts all the time. Paul had often wondered what Marc's cock was like, and he did find out.

    A year after Marc had moved in was when the whole thing took place.

    Marc was in school, and Paul was home alone. His parents had gone shopping. He told me they trusted him. He was after all 13. Anyway, Paul had said to me, he had been curious as to what Marc had in his room. With no one home, he was able to sneak up to Marc's room, and have a look around. He had found nothing out of the ordinary. He was going to go on Marc's computer, when he heard Marc bound up the stairs. Paul ducked into the closet. Marc came in, and instantly stripped down to nothing. That was when Paul first got to see his cock. Paul said it looked to be at least 10 inches, and that was because it was hard. Paul watched in amazement, as his older cousin, began playing with his cock. Now Paul said he had a great vantage point from the closet. He said he was also quite aroused by his cousin. He continued to watch, as Marc laid on the bed. He began to pump his cock, giving it a go working. He had also began running his hands over his body.  Paul was getting quite turned on watching all of this. Marc was unaware that he had an audience, so he just kept pumping his cock. Paul wanted to get a better look, so he snuck out of the closet. He was now hiding by the bed. Marc had his eyes closed. Paul had begun rubbing his own crotch. His own 8 incher was beginning to feel real good. He heard Marc grunting, and then watched as his cock pumped out a huge load of sticky white goo. Paul also felt a wet warm sensation in his own cock.

   Marc had finish and was going to get dressed, when he noticed Paul kneeling by his bed. Now Paul told me, he thought he was in big shit. Marc just smiled at his little cousin.

    "Well what have we here, a little faggot?" Marc had said.

    Paul was so embarrassed by his actions. Marc seemed totally unaware of it.

    "So little cuz, did you enjoy the show?" Marc asked him.

    Paul had nodded.

    "Come sit on the bed." Marc said patting the bed.

    Paul came over to the bed. He was still staring at his cousin's cock. Marc did take notice of this.

    "So ya like my cock?" He had asked.

    "Yeah I guess so." Paul had shyly responded.

    "Well I'll make a deal with you; I won't tell your folks that I caught you in here on one condition."

    "What's that?"

    "You have to jerk me off, and let me do what ever else I want."

    Paul was instantly nervous and excited. He had never done anything like this before, he told me.

     "Okay." He said.

    Marc, who had not gotten dressed yet, lay back on his bed. Paul reached over, and slowly began jerking his cousin off. God he said, his cousin's cock was huge. He kept jerking it. Paul said he remembered some of the older boys in the neighborhood, talking about blow jobs. Some had gone into detail too. So, Paul ever eager to try some thing new, decided to give it a go. He had leaned down, and tentatively licked his cousin's cock. He could taste the pre cum. It tasted really good, he had told me. Marc had felt this, and looked at Paul.

    "Go ahead little cuz, suck me off if you want." He had said.

    Paul had opened his mouth, and began to slowly go down on his cousin. He was only able to take half in his mouth at first. Remembering what he had heard, he began bobbing up and Down on Marc's hardness. As he worked Marc's cock with his mouth, his throat muscles began to relax. He was soon taking all of Marc in his mouth. The pubs had tickled his nose, but he had gotten used to that. Soon he was licking, and sucking his cousin. Now Marc had big balls, and Paul had taken them in his hand, and was massaging them. Marc was moaning.

    "Oh...fuck me hard...yeah...oh."

    Paul continued to suck, and lick. He could feel Marc's cock go rigid.

    "Oh shit cuz, I'm gonna blow my load." Marc grunted.

    Paul knew what was going to happen, but he was eager to see what the stuff tasted like, so he kept going. In no time he felt Marc's cock, pump his seed, into Paul's mouth. Choking at first, Paul said he took every drop. He said the taste was phenomenal. He licked the remaining stuff of Marc, and looked at his cousin. Marc had an ear-to-ear grin on his face.

    "Holy shit Paul that was fantastic." He said.

    Paul sat next to his cousin. Marc reached over, and began to rub Paul's crotch. Paul told me he was hard again from doing his cousin. Marc, leaned over, and pulled down Paul's shorts, releasing his cock.

    "Lay on the bed cuz." Marc had said to him.

    Paul did as he was told. Marc had taken his shorts off, and was now jerking Paul off. Paul had looked down, and saw that Marc was hard again. Paul lies back on the bed, and let Marc do his thing. Paul felt Marc, take his cock in his mouth. Holy shit he said it had felt good. Marc began bobbing up and down on Paul's cock. The he'd stop and lick down the entire shaft. He did this for a little while, and the he began sucking on Paul's own big balls. He took one in his mouth, and then both; rolling them gently in his mouth. Paul said it was the best feeling. What Marc had done next, was totally unexpected. He had lifted Paul up, and began licking his hole. I mean he shit out of there, he had said. Marc didn't seem to care. e ran his tongue around, and then in Paul's tight pucker. Then Paul felt something else. He managed to see Marc pushing a finger in. He said it had hurt, but began to feel really good. Then Marc had stopped. He had gone and gotten something out of his dresser. He came back, and poured something warm into Paul's fuck hole. Then he began fingering Paul again. Marc began with one finger, and then he put another in. It fell so good to Paul. Then Marc stopped fingering him, and had placed his cock there. Paul told me, he was kind of worried. He knew that things came out, but he had never thought something could go in there. He leaned up, and Watched as Marc began to slowly push his cock in. Paul said the pain was excruciating. He had screamed as Marc got the tip in. Marc had put his hand over Paul's mouth, to muffle the screams. Marc kept gently pushing his cock in, occasionally stopping to allow Paul's sphincter muscles to relax. Marc's cock was big, and Paul said he thought Marc was going to rip his hole open. After a while the pain let up. Marc had his whole cock inside Paul now, and was beginning to thrust his hips back and forth. Paul was getting right into having his virgin ass plowed. It went from hurting like hell, to feeling fantastic, he told me. Marc was loosening his fuck hole right up. Paul had reached down, and began jerking his own cock. He worked in rhythm with his cousin. Marc was pounding his ass hard. It felt so good, and Paul was so horned up, he shot another load of his seed. It had gone everywhere. Marc continued to plunge his cock into Paul. Paul had begun to thrust his hips in time with Marc. Marc began to grunt.

    "Here it comes little cuz."

    Marc gave on final shove, and shot his seed deep in Paul's ass. Paul could feel the warm fluid fill his anal cavity. It was a weird good feeling. Marc had collapsed on him. Then, as Paul told, Marc kissed him. Not just a peck, but a full out kiss, tongue and all. Paul returned the kiss. 

    Paul was quite sore for a few days, but he would always go to his cousin, and let him plow his ass. Paul had become quite the bottom boy. He loved giving head and receiving a good ass fucking.

    Paul said they moved to Edmonton when he started high school. Although he did not find anyone in his school to date, he did have a boyfriend. He had me Chris Tomlinson at the Gay and Lesbian Community Center. They had hit it off instantly. At the time they dated, Paul told me he was 16, and Chris was 18. Chris, he said worked at the Safeway by his house. They split up at the end of school.

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    Paul related this tale to me a year ago, on his 20th birthday. He wants to find someone special, and be a good little, well not so little bottom boy.

The End

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