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I was about 3 when my dad left.  I don’t remember him, nor do I really care to.  Mom raised me by herself.  She had many boyfriends (”New Daddies” or “Uncles”) throughout my life.  I didn’t like any of them.  Most were creeps to me and my mom, and some were very pervy and gross.

We lived in a low-income complex with mostly single moms with a ton of kids.  None us really ever saw the same men around for more than a month before they were replaced.  

There was only one single father, Darren, in the entire complex.  His kids were much younger than me at this time.  I was 12 when Darren moved in, and his eldest was 5. His ex wife was in an out of rehab more than Keith Richards.  Darren was a nice guy.  He always said hi and asked how we were doing.  I think my mom had a crush on him…I know I did.

I realized I was gay about the time I started puberty.  I remember walking home from a friend’s house and seeing Darren washing his car, dressed only in tight shorts.  I couldn’t help but stare as I passed.  I could feel my 13-year-old cock get rock hard, and all I wanted was to see his shorts fall around his ankles.  That was the first time I remember jerking off too.

By the time I was 15, Darren and I had become close.  Just after I turned 14, My mom had to leave town to be with my grandmother, who was dying, and Darren offered to watch me, so I wouldn’t miss school. We spent most of the time watching movies, playing video games, but mostly we talked.  He was really easy to talk to, even though I was hard the entire time. Since I never had a dad (not really), Darren was as close as I got, so I took advantage of it, asking him all kinds of “guy” questions, especially about sex. He was surprisingly open about the topic, and even left a porn video (straight) for me to watch.

The following year, Darren had asked my mom if it was alright if he took me hunting with him a buddy. I, personally, had no interest in hunting, but I had every interest in spending time with Darren, so I feigned excitement.  My mother agreed, and I hastily packed for a the weekend.

On the drive up, Darren talked about the place we were going, which was property is family owns, and how it was nice to have someone else to go with since his son was still too young.

We drive deeper and deeper into the woods. I had never spent anytime outside of the city, so this was a real wonder to me. About halfway to the property, it started to rain pretty heavily.  I asked if we were going to turn back, and Darren said, with a wink, “A little rain isn’t going to kill us.”

We came to a stop at the end of a long, gravel road.  The rain was falling harder and faster. Darren said that we were going to have to hike the rest of the way; about a mile.  Luckily, there was still some daylight left.  The walk was horrible, and by the time we made it to the shack, we were both very wet and tired.

As soon as the door was closed, Darren said, “You better take off those close before you get hypothermia.” That’s when I realize that, during my rush to pack, I hadn’t packed any clothes.

“I guess we’re going to have walk about naked then,” he said with a laugh.  Darren got a fire going, removed all of his clothes and set them near the fire. I couldn’t help but check him out, and he was every bit of amazing as I had imagined him being, including a bigger cock than I thought.

I slowly pulled my sopping clothes off, praying that I didn’t get a boner. After removing my boxers, I quickly cupped my junk, while watching Darren stroll around as if nothing was out of place.  I was shivering pretty hard, since the fire hadn’t warmed the room up yet.

“Why don’t you get into the bed until your clothes are dry. It’ll probably take a while, and with the weather the way it is, we wouldn’t get any hunting done anyway.”

I walked over and got in between the freezing sheets. My body shook and my teeth clanked together uncontrollably.  I had never been so cold in my entire life, and all I wanted was for the fire to get hotter.

I don’t know how long my eyes were closed, but I remember opening them to the sensation of the bed moving. I looked up and saw Darren climbing over me, still naked, and getting into bed.  I must have gotten warm, because I got hard really quick.

After Darren settled in, He put his arm around me and pulled me towards his body…we were both very naked…and hard.

“Are you still cold,” he whispered into my ear.

“Yeah,” I said barely able to whisper, myself.

He pulled me in tighter, and I could feel his cock press against my upper thighs. I’m sure I was pre-cumming like crazy. Darren then slid his other arm under my head and began to rub my chest.  My heart was pounding! His breathing in my ear was driving me crazy with desire!!  I wanted to roll over and lock lips, but was too afraid to hit him with my boner.

“Feeling better?”

“Uh, no,” I said automatically.  To this day, I still have no clue why I said that.

“Okay,” was all he said before his hand slid from my chest to my lower stomach.  HOLY FUCK! I thought.  Darren began to press his cock into my legs and ass. I didn’t know what to do.

Darren’s hand slid further and touched my dripping cock. His hand was so rough and strong. As he began to stroke me, I had to fight really hard to keep from shooting my load all over the bed.

I let out a moan as he began to lick and nibble my ear. He was still grinding and stroking me.  I couldn’t resist, so I rolled over, our dicks hitting, and began to kiss him.  He tasted so good.  I know I was a bad kisser (he being my first), but I did everything I could to impress him.

Darren broke contact with my lips then made his way down to my cock. The moment his mouth wrapped about my head, I blew my load in his mouth. I felt so embarrassed, but he swallowed every drop.  I twitched and moaned but I was still hard. 

Darren came back up, and I took my opportunity to go down on him.  His cock as so big! I was at least 8 inches. I took in as much of him as I could.  I gagged  few times before I figured it out. I don’t know what I was doing right, but Darren moaned the entire time.  A times he’d have me stop; I guess he didn’t want to cum in my mouth yet.

He positioned us and we began to 69.  It was so hot, but I didn’t blow my load that time.  I nearly did once his tongue slid into my hole! I had never even thought of that before. I moaned and couldn’t stop, even with his dick deep in my mouth.

“Do you want me to fuck you?”

Something else that never crossed my mind. Here I was, after all this time dreaming of this moment, and it never once occurred to me that I would ever have this chance again…then it dawned on me that I might never have this chance again…so I said, “Oh God, yes!”

We broke apart, Darren went to his bag, and I laid on my back wondering how this was going to work. He came back with a bottle and sprayed lube on his throbbing cock. He told me to pull my legs back, which I did, and he wiped lube on my hole. He pushed his fingers gently inside of me, and I moaned loudly. He smiled. I must have looked scared because he said, “Don’t worry. Nobody can hear you.”

Darren worked my tight, virgin, boy pussy till he was sure I wouldn’t get hurt.  He resprayed his cock, and prepared to enter me.  It was the oddest sensation I had ever felt in my life! I felt like I was being ripped in half, but the pressure was turning me on. I let out a loud cry of pleasure, and Darren’s grin got bigger.  He slid his cock deep in me, then worked it out till it was almost out, then repeated. He started off slow, then got a little faster as time went by. The next thing I know, he’s pounding me hard, stroking my cock and drinking in all the euphoria that was on my face.

When I came, again, I covered myself from my stomach to my face! I still haven’t shot that much cum since. As I was still recovering from emptying my balls, Darren worked up speed, moaning hard and load, and came inside of me! I felt his dick twitch, his balls slapping my ass, and when he finally pulled out, the warm drip of his cum flowing out of my ass.