Decades later I would further explore those hidden desires, the ones that seem to be present in more men than people ever imagine. The "casual encounters" online section, would be the outlet for many of those fulfilling escapades. However, even to this day none of them had permanently burned into my mind the way HIS taste did.

The memories are hazy now being so long ago, barely more than fleeting flashbacks. But the feel of it, the taste, the raw physical attraction, always gets my cock hard in seconds. Thinking back, it was that first encounter that awoke my curiosity about cocks and the pleasure they could produce in me.

The year was '91, I was fourteen. My family had just moved to a northern rural town due to my parents work. A few houses were all that encompassed the new neighborhood the government had just approved for development. Basic utilities were still a couple years away from being installed and most of the land was bare, except for a small mountain here and there in the distance. Giving the entire place a Mad Max feel in my young mind. Aside from the lack of luxuries, the place had everything kids my age needed to keep ourselves entertained. No internet or phones in existence yet, all we needed was imagination, a ball and other kids to enjoy hours of fun. Among my newly formed group of friends was Ubi, also fourteen and the youngest of 4 brothers who lived across the street. Our families had become close, as we both had arrived to the area around the same time.

Months went by as they do, the same routine becoming all too familiar. School in the morning, come home to change out of uniform and straight to play outside for hours. The games we'd play varied. Soccer, tag, hide and seek, cops and robbers and even makeshift baseball, as we lacked bats and balls but made do with a tennis ball and a plank of wood. All those fun memories still alive as well, tinged with the subtle reminder of what they would eventually led to.

The first "taste" happened while a bunch of us played hide and seek one evening. Dusk settling in outside, the last few rays of sun clinging to the horizon. The sound of one of our friends slowly counting to ten, his eyes covered with his arm as he leaned on a telephone pole while the rest of us scattered running to find the best hidding spot.

As I ran, I noticed Ubi followed right behind me. We ended up hidding in the tight stretch along one of the walls of Ubi's house, the long space between it and the fence which surrounded it, had barely enough room for one person to walk in, causing us to walk one front of the other, Ubi leading the way. We pushed further to the end of the tight stretch which ended into a secluded dark corner of the fence. Now completely out of sight thanks to the shadows created by the house and fence, we knew no one could see us unless they walked halfway into the narrow space.

As the rush of hidding was still settling, we quieted and tried to steady our breathing from all the running. It was then in the semi dark spot, Ubi turned to face me and without warning reached across, putting his hand on my crotch and squeezing gently. We were both wearing loose fitting shorts, and the feel of Ubi's hand on my cock, so alien yet so enticing, overwhelmed any other thoughts as I stared at Ubi confused, but definitely aroused and growing by the second. My cock began to swell and Ubi squeezed harder rubbing up and down at the same time. I saw a smirk draw across his face and I wasn't sure what to think, but in that moment all thoughts seemed to vanish into the feeling of that hand on my growing cock.

Seeing the pleasure build in my face, Ubi moved his hand up and began sliding it inside my shorts. His fingers had just begun to caress the hardness inside when a rustling noise from someone running on the other side of the house caused me to hastily drop down and crouch fearing we had been caught. Ubi heard the noise too but didn't react the same way, startled but still standing he simply looked around to make sure no one was coming. It was then I saw the bulge building in Ubi's shorts. My eyes wide, I could suddenly feel my heart beating as if trying to escape from my chest. I froze as I stared at the growing tent inches from my face.

Before I could say anything, I watched Ubi pull down his shorts, his cock getting caught on the waist strap for a second, causing it to bounce upwards before coming to rest right in front of my face. My mind a mixture of fear, excitement, and to my surprise, lustful desire. With a trembling hand I slowly reached up and touched his cock gently before wrapping my hand around it. His cock was the same thickness as mine judging by the way it fit in my hand. Unlike mine however, it was at least 3 inches longer, giving it an imposing look from that angle.

Admiring the length of it, I started stroking slowly almost on pure instinct. Amazed at how long it felt compared to mine, I watched it grow harder with each stroke of my hand until it was hard as a rock. Shyly I looked up and saw Ubi's head tilted back in pleasure. Unaware I had stopped stroking at that moment, I watched Ubi look down and stared at me. He then reached his hand over mine and guided me to begin stroking again. The feel of his hand on mine sent chills down my spine and in that moment a thought entered my mind, my eyes fixed on his throbbing cock..."I wonder what it tastes like".

As if reading my mind, Ubi put his hands on my ears and held still, allowing me to ease into what was about to happen. Whether it was the sudden lack of sound, my ears now covered, the sheer pounding of my heart, or the achingly hard cock inside my own shorts. Every other thought had left my mind, and the only thing that seemed to exist in that moment was the raging hard young cock in front of me. Almost without notice, I moved my remaining leg down so I was now sitting on my legs instead of crouching, the entire time staring at Ubi's rock hard cock in my hand. Once comfortable I leaned forward and touched the tip of my tongue to the head of his cock, trying to gleam what the taste would be like.

To my surprise, a small amount of pre cum had begun to form at the tip of Ubi's cock. Unsure but willing, I licked it into my mouth. Savoring the slightly salty taste and glossy slippery feel in my mouth, I then parted my lips and wrapped them around the head of Ubi's cock. The taste was sweaty and salty as I savored it. Sucking it and swirling my tongue to get as much of that pre cum as I could, I felt Ubi slowly push his hips forward, driving his cock deeper into my mouth. I released my hand from his cock and moved both of them to Ubu's hips. The feel of his cock in my mouth was strange but exhilarating, and I felt my own cock harden as never before. I took more of Ubi's cock into my now craving mouth and I could feel my jaw stretch trying to accommodate around his cock. The girth not much of an issue, so much as its lenght.

Finally, I felt the tip of his cock hit the back of my throat. I gagged and I felt a couple of tears flow from the edges of my eyes. Ubi pulled back as he felt me gag, his cock exiting my mouth with a pop, allowing me to catch my breath. I smiled amazed at my own craving and I dove back in. Taking it all this time I held it deep in my throat, getting used to the feeling. I tried to imagine what would feel good to him, and began moving my head in a bobbing motion back and forth while sucking and slurping on his slippery cock. Now used to the feel of it hitting my throat, I moved my hands to Ubi's ass and pulled him as deep as I could into my mouth.

Nothing could have prepared me for this feeling, for this excitement. But in that moment, nothing else mattered. The animalistic desire had taken over me and the only thing in my mind was making this delicious cock feel as good as I possibly could. I could hear soft muffled moans coming from Ubi, and the sound made my own cock almost erupt in pleasure. Before I knew it, I felt Ubi grip my head tighter and his hips began moving more forcefully. Without notice or the faintest idea what was about to happen, I felt it.

The wetness, hot and sticky goo shooting onto my tongue, one spurt after another in a stream of cum which filled my mouth. The feel of cum filling my mouth was mind blowing in the best of ways. I began to gag slightly but recovered just in time to swallow most of it, as some had dripped out from the side of my mouth and now rested on my chin. Ubi had let out a groan of pleasure as his cock exploded into my warm waiting mouth, his leg twitched as he felt my mouth tighthen around it, trying to slurp every last drop out of his cock. I did.

When I had drained him completely and his cock began to soften, he pulled it out of my mouth with a soft wet plop. We stayed in silence for a few seconds, both of us catching our breath. Ubi then pulled up his shorts as he watched me run my finger across my chin and gather the cum which had escaped my mouth. Putting my fingers in my mouth and sucking every last drop. Neither of us had any idea how much time had passed, the game must have continued without us. I got to my feet and began walking, using my hands to wipe around my mouth to make sure no traces of cum remained. As we began making our way out of the tiny space, I felt Ubi's hand squeeze my right ass cheek and give it a spank, the feeling was electric and a preview of fun yet to come.

It was at this moment I felt the stickiness in my own shorts, I moved to rearrange my now softening cock and realized I had also shot a load all over my underwear. Pulling on the front of my shorts to unstick them from the soaking mess underneath, I continued walking home, the game now the furthest thing from my mind.

No words were exchanged, no awkwardness, no goodbyes, but right before parting ways we looked at each other and smirked. A mutual unspoken agreement that this wouldn't be the last time we explored each other.

It most definitely wasn't....

Part 2?