this is my first blog attempt so I thought I would start it off with the story of my first blow job!

I was baby sitting for Mrs. McReynolds when I was 14 or so and that lead to first my getting my first blow job and then to learning what gay was and what masters and slaves were all about.
It started one night when Mrs. McReynolds came home with her boyfriend and one of their male friends. The Mrs. and BF went upstairs and the friend came downstairs were I was asleep on the sofa. I woke and was a bit confused as to what was going on. This fellow (about 25 or so) was sitting on the coffee table and he was rubbing my cock with his fingers. I had my clothes on and he was giving me a hand job through them. I tried to get up and he just gently pushed me back down and told me to relax and that the others were upstairs and would be awhile and he wanted to show me how to have some fun. Well, it was starting to feel good so I laid back down and just looked at him, he kept talking, I am not sure what he said and when my cock got rather hard in his hand he started to loosen my belt, I grabbed his hand and tried to talk, but he just moved my hand back, put his finger to my lip and proceeded to pull my belt loose and my zipper down. He pulled on my underpants and my cock popped pretty much straight up and was pointing at the ceiling. At this point my mind just went into wow this feels good mode. I looked down saw it standing up and watched as he first looked me in the eye and then slipped my cock in his mouth. He wet it with his tongue and then pulled it out and blew his hot breath on it. And damn I just about lost it, but I held steady, no one but me had ever played with my cock and got it hard. It was cock in the mouth for him again and he really moved up and down fast, it did not take long, seem like eternity to me but I am sure it was just minutes when I shot my load in his mouth. He pulled it out of his mouth and gave it several kisses as it started to shrink, he wiped it off with a tissue, carefully pulled my undes back up tucking my cock under the elastic, then the zipper up and the belt tightened. We talked about nonsense for awhile and finally the BF came downstairs, paid me what I was owed and gave me a ride home. The friend asked me if I would babysit for him sometime and I said sure and gave him my number.

The long and short of it was he did call me, I did go to his house and of course he had no kids to baby sit. But he did have a boyfriend, about his own age that he lived with. He told that he told his BF what a great cock I had and how sweet my cum tasted and his BF wanted to try it himself, if I would let him. This is when I learned what a master and a slave relationship was all about. Before I could answer he told his BF to strip and show me his cock and he was sort of demanding about it. As soon as BF stripped naked my boss for the night looked at me and said, well can he? And I said sure, so BF was told to strip me, which he did, then BF was told to strip the boss, which of course he did. So now there were two 25 something naked men and one 15 year old naked boy in the room. They both played with my cock and sucked it, taking turns and sometimes working it together, one on each side of it licking it. I was, to say the least amazed that this was happening to me and I was really enjoying it. BF was told to bend over a chair and Boss pulled out some Vaseline and rubbed it in and around his ass, then told me to rub some of it on his cock. So I did and then watched as he fucked his slave in the ass. Boss was fucking him and giving me a hand job at the same time, and rubbing Vaseline on my cock, he stepped back from his slave and told me to pound him, which I did. And finally came inside his ass.

I did get paid for “babysitting” and I was invited back for more jobs over the next year or so. However it stopped abruptly when my Dad showed me the morning paper one day and asked if I knew the man whose picture was on the front page. He had been arrested by kidnapping a young boy and molesting him. I kept very quite about what I knew and have just kept those strange times to my self.

I think I might start a blog about my sexcapades during the mid to late 1960’s when it was sex, drugs and rock and roll during my college days. Most of that was with ladies, but on occasions I had to show a curious boy friend or two what it was like to suck a mans cock. We had a party just about every Saturday night and most times it ended up with having lots of beer and sex.