09] Gay Beginnings Part-2 Further Lessons Other Wonders.
Introduction:
My lessons continue.
Gay Beginnings Part-2
Further Lessons Other Wonders.
Bunty was true to his word. When we returned from our respective schools on the evening of what was to be the fourth night he was spending in my room, he asked me to go with him to a rather secluded and lonely spot near the river. He said he had much to tell me and that would be the ideal spot where we would not be overheard. Initially the things he told me made me go red with embarrassment and confusion. But Bunty was clever. He told me just enough to whet my appetite but not more than I could digest. He told me that he had been introduced to these wonders by his cousin two years previously and that he and a few other boys from his school had been engaging in these pleasures for the past eighteen months or so. He explained to me that when his cousin had first showed him how to masturbate he could not produce any cum. He only experienced what he called “dry jerks” for about six months before he started to actually ejaculate. He told me of the pleasure of kissing and of rubbing cocks between thighs. Of hugging another warm body while sleeping side by side. He said that if I was interested and willing to follow his lead he would demonstrate the veracity of his statements that very night itself.
Although I was surprised by his statements and somewhat embarrassed at my lack of knowledge despite being his senior, I was also very excited at a deep and fundamental level. A space, the existence of which I had never known about seemed to occupy my very being and what I was being exposed to now and had experienced the previous night was the exact shape and size to fill this yawning gap. A part of my existence that had been missing, without my being aware that something was lacking, was now being brought into focus. And I was getting a hard on as well. Just his words and the thought of what the immediate future had in store for me was showing itself in a very physical way.
As soon as we had switched off the lights that night he slipped from his bed and again bolted the door to the room. Coming to the side of my bed he lay down beside me and began his lessons by kissing me squarely on the lips. At first I was stiff and unsure of how to respond, but gradually I relaxed and allowing natural instinct to take over, began reciprocating his kisses. Bunty then raised his body and half lay over me, his hands running through my hair and over my face and neck as he taught me the art of kissing. His sucking of my lips seemed natural and when his tongue first tickled my mouth and tried to pass my teeth the response of opening my mouth to allow entry was also purely automatic. In a short time he was lying squarely on top of me and I could feel his cock, hard and stiff press on my thighs as my rigid penis was pressing against his belly. When he lowered his head and started to lick and suck my nipples and chest the shock wave that passed through me was enormous. Bunty was smart enough not to take things too far that night. After thoroughly indoctrinating me in the methods of kissing lips and face he allowed me to test and experience what sucking on nipples and licking and kissing a chest was like.
When I got accustomed to these practices he had removed his shorts asked me to do remove mine and showed me how to place my prick between his clenched thighs, how to vary the length and intensity of the forward and backward strokes to attain maximum pleasure and stimulation. The first time I tried doing this my ejaculation was very rapid. Bunty soon showed me how fast a limp cock could be brought back to life by the expertly griping and stroking fingers of an experienced hand. The second attempt at frottage was better and I was able to achieve a much better performance. Bunty also showed me how to tuck my prick and balls between my thighs to create a nice path for his erect cock as he now took his turn to come to climax. This was the extent of my second night’s lessons and experiences.
In the course of the next six nights, Bunty taught me many new things. Practices that took us to high levels of gratification and pleasure until he finally introduced me to oral sex. He had been hinting about teaching me something I would find electrifying for a day or so before actually demonstrating what he meant. It was on the final night of his stay in my home that he asked me to stand naked before him, my hands clasped behind my head. These few nights of play had made me accustomed not only to seeing him naked but to being naked myself. I was happy and willing to follow his instructions without hesitation and with a rampant cock jutting from my groin I complied with his request. He then asked me to close my eyes, which I also did. Telling me that no matter what happened, I was to remain standing, with my eyes closed and to savour the sensations completely without interruption or dissent. On obtaining my promise to do as he had instructed, he stood in front of me and started to kiss my mouth, face and neck before moving slightly downwards to my chest, nipples and upper stomach. These were all familiar procedures till he suddenly knelt in front of me and took my hot hard shaft in his mouth.
This was so unexpected and the sensations so strong that despite his earlier admonitions I jerked backwards, my eyes opening wide, hands flying down to grasp his head. He had anticipated my reaction and as I moved, had flung his arms around the top of my legs, his face pressed as close to my body as possible with my cock still in his mouth, clung to me in spite of my attempts to dislodge him from his position. As the feelings flooded from my groin through my body I ceased to try to pry him away and began to savour these new sensations. Soon I was using small backward and forward movements to achieve the maximum penetration of his mouth while still firmly holding his head in both my hands. He responded as eagerly, by increasing the sucking on my cock and started to lap the head with his tongue. As I approached the point of climax he tightened his grip on my thighs and would not allow me to withdraw my cock till I had discharged my complete load of cum in his hot and eager mouth.
Despite of all of this being so new to me it was without any hesitation or repulsion that I returned the favour. As he lay on his back on the bed, with his cock pointing upward to the ceiling I knelt between his legs and took his cock into my mouth for the first time. How sweet the experience, to feel his young cock in my mouth. He told me to pull his foreskin back so the glans was exposed and then to suck it and to use my tongue on the shaft and head in the same manner he had done to me. Soon it was evident that he was approaching climax and the inevitable conclusion was the outpouring of slightly salty ejaculate flooding my mouth in exquisite bursts.
It was late that night when we finally collapsed, after many rounds of sucking and being sucked off had drained of every drop of cum either could produce, utterly sated and gratified to the ultimate extent. Much had been taught to me over the previous few days and I had been a willing and ardent pupil, readily learning to enjoy all the new sensations my body was experiencing. The door to a whole new world had been opened for me and I had entered wholeheartedly and had submerged myself in the wonders of sexual exploration and gratification.
Even though Bunty’s parents returned the next day it was not the last night we spent together. We became quite friendly and spent much more time together, often using the excuse of studying together we would spend a night in sexual stimulation and exploration. Over the next few weeks and months my knowledge and experience was vastly enhanced by my young tutor. Sitting opposite each other at the study table sometimes suddenly there would be toes pressing against my crotch, inducing my prick to rise to a stand. Or Bunty would get up from his chair and very quietly close and bolt the door to my room before returning to my side and dropping his shorts to reveal an erect dick that invited a kiss or a suck. Sometimes it would be me who initiated the action the end results of which were always the same. Both or either one would reach climax, before we resumed doing our homework or concentrating on our studies.
Within the confines of my room, or sometimes at the lonely spot by the river we came to know each other’s bodies intimately. There was almost no part that had not been examined, looked at, played with, sucked and kissed. Bunty always seemed fascinated by my cock, which was much bigger and thicker than his and its circumcised head and the triangle of pubic hair which surrounded it. He never got tired of playing with it and examining it. Or of bringing it back to life when I thought I had reached the end of my stamina. From my side I was enthralled by his hairless body and lithe frame. His smooth and satiny skin, even his armpits were like silk, invited being tasted, licked and kissed at every conceivable chance. I loved nothing better than to have him clasped in my arms on the nights we slept together, and liked to play with his slim cock and its foreskin that could be pushed back to reveal a slick smooth head. And I loved his thin lips and narrow face with that mop of hair that would so often fall across his visage and be flicked back either with a toss of his head or an impatient movement of his hand. Outside of my room there was change in our daily lives as well. Bunty was now more part of the group that I always kept company with. He would more often join in our games or just tag along when we went for a ride or a swim.
Occasionally he would desert me to go and spend an evening with his earlier friend’s and companions. It was only later that I came to know that he was still engaged in sexual activities with his cousin and a few of his school mates. I was advancing along the road of sexual discoveries but still ignorant of the fact that there was yet a lot to be learnt and that there many others who were also engaged in these exertions. Bunty introduced me to many things including anal sex but never at a pace or speed I could not cope with or accept. Looking back in reflection on those times I have come to realise just how smart Bunty was. He taught me lesson after lesson but without ever making me feel I was being pushed in a direction I did not want to go. He exposed me gradually to a range of sexual activities that broadened my outlook and enhanced my capabilities of enjoyment, widened my horizons and developed in me the love for a male body. A love that remains till today.
Finis.
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