“You Go First,” Jake Said

Aidra Fox

“You go first,” Jake saidIn high school, once I was sixteen and had a driver’s license, I dated girls whenever I could. I had no sexual interest in other guys. There’s a lot of porn with scenes of guys checking each other out in the gym showers, but I don’t remember myself doing any of that. We had bodies and dicks of all shapes and sizes, but I took little notice of other guys most of the time.I wasn’t getting much action from the girls, but I considered myself perfectly normally heterosexual. Many of my peers dated only once in a while, because we were busy with school and sports and stuff. I could borrow the family car if I wanted to take a girl on a date, which was always a movie and a snack somewhere that other kids hung out. Then, before going home, I would try to find a dark spot to park and make out.I didn’t lose my virginity until after high school; even at their hottest my high school dates consisted of groping breasts with my hands, and some clumsy, fumbling oral sex if I could talk her into opening her legs a little.Even the oral sex I experienced on high school dates was pretty tame stuff. I don’t think any girl I went down on had an actual orgasm. We were in the back seat of a car, remember, I wasn’t very skilled, and she was probably pretty nervous. If I got four or five minutes of excitement licking her pussy, and she didn’t think it unpleasant, we both came away winners! I’d be hard as a rock with my face in her crotch, and while I writhed around on the car seat face down, I’d get an erection and shoot my cum in my pants.I now know that I was a very unusual young man in one particular respect. I didn’t enjoy it at all if my date offered to return the oral sex favors. I may be the only man I know who never came to orgasm while getting my dick sucked. When I was a teenager, I usually couldn’t even keep an erection while being sucked. I didn’t like the feeling at all – too much drool and teeth! The position – sitting – also seemed awkward, and made my average cock barely protrude. It was also uncomfortable to have my pants around my knees, as if I was partially restrained.But even though my physical discomfort may have been real, I’ve since had many opportunities to be sucked to orgasm while comfortably naked in a bed, and – nothing. In my lifetime several women (and one or two men) have tried to give me a blowjob, and I never much enjoyed it. I don’t know if I never got a good one, or if I’m a freak, but I just don’t much enjoy getting blown.Most Friday or Saturday nights in high school I didn’t have a date, so I’d perform the American teenage ritual of driving around with a buddy, looking for girls. Lots of guys did this whenever they didn’t have a date. Jake hadn’t been my best friend when we were younger, but now he had a car, never spent a weekend night at home if he could avoid it, and loved to drive. We never took my car, I mean my parents’ car, so he pretty much decided where we went, and how long we hung around at each spot before giving up and moving on. He led the way and I tagged along. It was aimless, “American Graffiti” style cruising, driving from one teen Escort Sarıyer hangout to another, radio playing, windows down, ready to flirt.I never thought at the time that what Jake and I were doing was dating each other. But looking back now, it kind of was. I think we were a kind of an oblivious, platonic, gay couple. Jake always called me and no one else; I always cruised with him and not with anyone else. We were steady, going out together all the time. We didn’t express, or maybe even consciously feel, any romantic affection or sexual attraction, but there we were.And somehow we never found girls, and always ended up parked in the woods somewhere, smoking and talking, not ready yet to go home. Two guys in a car, parked somewhere dark and private, talking about imaginary girls, and fantasy sex, getting boned. There was no good reason to be shy about opening our zippers and masturbating ourselves, because we’d each jerked off with other friends in the past. Jake usually came into a tissue; I rarely ejaculated, despite how much I enjoyed the feelings as I sat in the car, stroking my cock, and watching Jake blow his load.Eventually one night we stroked each other. We’d both done something similar with buddies, so it didn’t feel like new territory. We would sit there in the car, pants open, one of us jacking off the other, sometimes but not always both at once, in the dark. Sometimes I would get my left arm out of the way in between us by putting it up on the seatback behind Jake, kind of hugging him while we stroked with our right hands.And then one night it all changed forever when we agreed to swap blowjobs, and I went first.It is hard for me now to believe how little thought I gave to going first, how little I hesitated before offering my mouth for another guy’s cock to squirt into. I wish I had the words to describe this better. I did not at that moment think that what I was doing moved me from the heterosexual category to the homosexual category. Guys sometimes jerked each other off – that didn’t make them gay for life. Getting sucked didn’t make you gay, so sucking each other would be okay, right?I’d blow Jake, and he’d blow me, and we’d be even. Sucking might be a little sissy, but getting sucked was manly, so it all balanced out, sort of. Then we’d tuck in and go home, and next weekend we’d go looking for girls again. Or maybe even have a date with a girl. We were both normal.The first time I sucked cock it was, I can still remember, physically uncomfortable. I hunched over to my left, twisted ninety degrees sideways in the front seat, with my feet still pointing forwards in front of me. I was a first-timer at sucking dick, but after getting the hang of it, I enjoyed it. I kind of felt that I was in control, that I was driving for a change, if you know what I mean. Jake certainly enjoyed it too, telling me how good it felt, softly stroking my face and head while then blowing his load into my throat.The taste of Jake’s cum was not bad, like I had feared it would be. Although I had eaten my own cum many times after masturbating, and I quite Silivri escort bayan liked the taste, I thought maybe everybody else’s cum would be awful. Jake’s wasn’t awful at all, and he talked about how great my mouth felt right up until the moment I stopped sucking him.I had barely sat up in my seat, ready to get my turn, when headlights coming towards us scared us, and we quickly zipped up and tried to look normal. Jake mumbled that he would have to “owe me one,” and started the engine.I could still taste his cum in my mouth fifteen minutes later when he dropped me at my house. Even later, in my own bed trying to sleep, I realized that I was disappointed that there had been so little cum to swallow, nowhere near a mouthful. I recalled the pleasant sensation of his smooth, soft-but-hard rod in my mouth, and the way my lips tightened over the lollipop-shaped head of his dick as the hot shaft went in and out of my mouth. I went to sleep happy, not even slightly conflicted. It would only be weeks later that I would have reasons to worry about what I was doing.==That was a Friday night, and we went out again Saturday night. At first, we were both trying to act as if nothing had changed, and we talked about everything else while driving from place to place. I think we both doubled-down on the flirting with the girls we met Saturday!But Jake was in a hurry that night, and we cruised a little less than normal before getting back into a dark place to park. Jake told me straight out that he wanted another blowjob, and said that he wanted to give me the one he owed me, to get it out of the way.But when we parked Saturday night I did not immediately open my pants, or ask him to do anything. I was embarrassed, a little bit because of what we were about to do, but also I was kind of ashamed that my dick was soft. I was supposed to be raring to go, right, to collect on my blowjob? I’d played with myself towards the end of the drive, but my penis remained soft.When Jake shut off the engine and turned towards me, I fumbled with my pants and finally tried to get my cock out so Jake could suck it. I didn’t feel excitement or eagerness, just shyness, and I couldn’t get erect. My cock just flopped around in the dark. Neither my manipulations, or then Jake’s, brought me to hardness.Humiliated by my own shortcomings, wanting to bring this awkwardness to an end, I quickly put my hand on Jake’s crotch and offered to again “go first”. He sat back in his seat and, as they say in the romantic novels, let me have my way with him. His cock was hard and warm, and tonight I slipped my legs forward to kneel on the floor of the car under the dashboard. Now I could face him without twisting my torso, and could suck him from a semi-kneeling position that felt more comfortable for me.I had less trouble tonight keeping my teeth back, and enjoyed this suck more than the first one because I was now an experienced swallower of cum. Friday night I had worried about what to do when he shot his load, and whether or not I could swallow. Tonight I was relaxed and, well, happy. I kind Topkapı escort of relaxed into the moment now – it was no longer about my under-performing cock, and more about my hungry mouth. At least my lips and tongue were raring to go, even if Little Donald was napping!Jake was in his happy place too, and kept up a running commentary as I nibbled and sucked on the head and the shaft of his cock. He said it was wonderful, and that I was such a good friend to help him out, and that he could do this all night. “I love it when you swallow me,” he said in the dark. His words immediately awakened my penis, which twitched in my pants as I knelt in the dark with Jake’s bigger cock in my mouth.It’s not an original thought that erect cocks are both hard as a rock and yet soft, both at the same time. I enjoyed handling, and sucking, Jake’s powerful tool. On some level, it gave me pleasure that his dick was so hard while my own drooled limply in my underpants. It’s also well-known that sucking almost anything is a fundamentally pleasant thing to do. It almost didn’t matter that it was his cock in my mouth. I think I would have been pleased if he had his hand in my mouth. The act of sucking, and of submitting, was its own reward. And his big glans popped through my taut lips going in, and coming out on the backstroke; I loved that feeling, and licked his slit with the tip of my tongue.Jake lasted much longer Saturday night than he had on Friday, so instead of five nervous minutes, we both had ten or fifteen pleasant minutes. While I worked his dick with my mouth he told me that I was his best friend, and that being here with me was the greatest thing that happened to him. He mumbled that my mouth was wonderful, and that I was wonderful too.I loved the feeling of control that I had while working on his cock, and he relaxed knowing that I’d go all the way, and swallow with a smile. It helped us both that no other cars wandered by that night to spook us, so Jake had time to relax and then at the end to come down from his orgasm. I stopped moving my head and mouth after swallowing his jizz, but stayed quiet, with my head on his lap and his softening dick in my mouth. I nursed on his glans like a nipple for two or three minutes in the quiet car.We even had time for a post-orgasm cigarette. He tried one final time to jerk my cock into an erection, but nothing happened, and he quickly gave up trying. He promised me that he would pay me back some other time, whenever I wanted, and we tidied up and went home.==The next Friday night I had a date with a girl, but she didn’t want to make out after the movie. She asked me to take her home to her strict parents, who told me when I picked her up that they took her curfew very seriously and that I should, also! No harm, no foul – any date in high school was better than sitting home, and whether or not a girl “put out” a little wasn’t a relationship killer.So that night I ended up in my bedroom at home earlier than planned, and found myself wondering where Jake was with his date. For some reason, I had no trouble getting hard and jerking off all the way when I was alone in my own bed, and I did.Saturday morning I called Jake and he bragged that he’d had a fantastic date, and that they had enjoyed a hot make-out session at the very same place he and I normally parked. That night we spent only an hour or two driving around before parking there ourselves.

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