First Time New Experiences

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Living in a hamlet in the middle of nowhere was now a bind. For years I enjoyed living in the countryside and mostly my friends were envious that I lived on a farm. Then puberty set in and my interests changed and quickly I became envious of my friends as I heard stories about girls and sex.

I lived too far from the nearest town to walk there and getting either one of my parents to drive me there was an impossible task as they were always busy looking after the cows, and sheep, and goats, and chickens, and... we had over three hundred animals on the farm and it felt like every single one of them got more love and attention than I did!

I relied on a bus to get me to school, which I had to catch at six thirty in the morning and then didn't get home until six thirty in the evening. It seemed I spent my life doing just four things... sitting on a bus, sitting in school, helping my parents on the farm and sleeping.

Still... I was now eighteen and my days of catching the bus and education were behind me... but what wasn't behind me was boredom. Ok, so I enjoyed farming but living where I did and the lack of a social life was beginning to get me down. We at least had internet access which at times kept me sane and on other occasions it compounded to my frustration as it made me realise what I was missing out on.

I had a best mate... Vince. His parents were great and often dropped him off at the farm so we could hang out together. Sometimes he'd stay the night and we'd go out and explore in the dark trying to sneak up on the wild animals. In the summer we'd go swimming in the pond that was behind the main barn. We even made a diving board... they were fun times but as we got older Vince found he liked ten pin bowling, skate boarding, cinema and hanging out with girls... basically things towns offered, and farms lacked.

We still kept in touch via social media but it wasn't the same... I seemed trapped and unloved.

Then one night I was exchanging messages with Vince. I was really pleased for him as he'd passed his driving test and he'd bought a car. He said he'd come over at the weekend and show me his car... maybe even take me back into town for a beer.

So... that weekend I was excited to not only see my mate but to get out and about. Vince picked me up and we headed back to town. We went to a pub, which was my first time... The beer tasted so much nicer than my father's home brew.

During the evening we met up with a few friends and amongst them was Diana Malton... Diana was my dream girl... big blue eyes, big boobs and an arse that kept me awake at night. The thing that made it worse was, I heard Diana put out and loved to give hand jobs and just lately there was a rumour she'd given someone a blow job. I sat there supping my beer pretending to listen to the conversation whilst dreaming what it would be like to have Diana's delicate fingers wrapped around my cock.

The evening went by quickly... I'd only had three beers but was feeling decidedly pissed... Just proving what I thought all along... my father's home brew was piss poor.

Vince, offered to give Diana and her friend Kelly a lift home. They said yes... I was excited and thought I could get in the back of the car with Diana and kiss her and maybe feel her up.

Like most of my dreams... it didn't come true... The girls sat in the back of the car and Vince took them straight home... and then headed in the direction of the farm to drop me off.

I was disheartened... "Well once again I'll go to bed wondering what it would be like to have sex." I sighed. "I must be the only one out of all our mates not to have felt up a girl."

"You're not the only one who hasn't had sex you know." Vince said.

"Who else then?" I enquired.

"Alex Newton." Vince said confidently.

" Alex Newton weighs twenty stone." I said.

"I was just stating you're not the only one not to have had sex." Vince said.

"Ok... so who have you had sex with?" I asked.

He paused... "Ok so there's another name I can add to that list."

"You see... life is shit and... no wait... we just gave Diana and Kelly a lift home. Why the hell didn't you suggest we go somewhere else, somewhere dark and secluded. We might have got lucky."

"Why didn't you suggest it." He retorted.

"Because you're the driver." I said.

"What difference does that make?"

"I don't want to tell you what to do or where to go and anyway I thought you'd already had sex with Diana." I said.

"What gives you that idea?" He asked.

"I saw something on Diana's Facebook page about you two going out." I said.

"Yeah we did... I took her and her sister to the beach last weekend." He said.

"That's nice of you." I said.

"Hang on... so you thought because I took her to the beach you assumed we had sex." he said.

"You've heard the rumours as well as I have the girl likes to put out. " I sighed. "And when I saw Diana was there tonight I thought I might get lucky."

"I'll be honest with you I was hoping to get at least a hand job from her after taking her to the beach." He said.

I sighed. "I wonder what it feels like to have someone else's hand wrapped around your cock."

Vince shrugged. "Hopefully I'll get to feel that real soon as I get so frustrated."

"You get frustrated. You live in town and have a car so you're definitely going to get lucky. As for me I live miles away and haven't got enough money for one driving lesson that alone to buy a car."

"Oh come on... one day you'll get lucky." He said.

"No... no I won't. I'll die never knowing what a hand job feels like."

"You know... if it's just a hand job... would it matter who's hand it is?" Vince asked.

"Well yeah it does matter because I'm fed up using my own hand." I said.

"No hear me out... a hand job is just fingers wrapped around a cock... would you agree?"

"Yes." I nodded.

"And it's not like fucking someone where it involves so much more."

"What's your point." I asked.

"My point is you're desperate to know what a hand job feels like and so am I."

"You just stated the bloody obvious." I sighed.

"What I'm trying to say is that because a hand job is just fingers wrapped around a cock, which you agreed with, is maybe something we could do for each other." He said.

"What... wait... did I just hear that right... are you suggesting we toss each other off." I was shocked.

"How many times have you dreamed Diana had her hand on your cock?" He asked.

"Quite a few." I replied.

"So dream away and think it's Diana giving you a hand job." He said.

"You're serious about this aren't you?" I asked.

"What's the harm. We both get to know what a hand job feels like while we fantasize about someone else doing the deed." He said.

I nodded my head... maybe I'd drunk too much beer, maybe I was still thinking about how sexy Diana was... I quite liked the idea... "So, who would go first?" I asked.

"We could toss for it." He laughed.

"No... we couldn't. It's so gay." I came to my senses.

"It's not gay... it's just friends helping each other out and no one would know." The car slowed down... he indicated and pulled off the main road.

"Where are we going?" I asked but already knew the lane was a dead end.

"To discuss this a bit more." He stopped the car and turned off the engine and lights. "Want me to do you first?" He asked.

I gulped... my mouth was dry... I didn't know whether to say yes or no... I was too late with my answer as he leaned across and placed his hand on my thigh. "Tell me to stop if you don't want me to." His fingers crept up my leg, the tips now brushing my balls.

"So... no one needs to know. This is just between me and you" I said as his fingers swept over my groin.

"No one." He said.

I wanted to pull his hand away but feeling someone else touching me was overwhelmingly erotic. I shut my eyes where thankfully I easily imagined Diana's pretty face, but it disappeared quickly as Vince pushed his fingers between my legs cupping my balls. There was no way I could visualise it was Diana... but then I realised something, why did I need to when this was just to experience someone else rubbing my cock. I looked down and could just make out Vince undoing my trousers. By the time he'd lowered the zip I was hard and expectant of what was to come.

He leaned across and with both hands and tried yanking my trousers down. I raised my hips and assisted... My cock and balls now fully exposed. I flinched as his cold fingers took hold of my cock.

"I'll do what I do to myself... tell me if you don't like it." He said as he slowly started to wank me off.

Hearing his voice took the edge off my excitement but only until he gripped my cock quite hard and much firmer than how I held it. It was dark but I could just make out his hand moving up and down... it was surreal and downright confusing as I knew I shouldn't be enjoying my best mate tossing me off, and yet it was the most exciting moment in my life so far.

I closed my eyes and again tried to visualise it was Diana tossing me off which seemed to work as it increased my excitement levels to danger point and I was close to blowing my load. I couldn't believe how quickly Vince had got me to this stage... maybe it was because it was my first time, or perhaps because I was drunk... whatever it was Vince's tight grip and now quicker strokes were edging me to the point of no return. I raised my hips and clenched my buttocks... a rush of pleasure gripped my abdomen followed by three ejaculatory spurts of cum.

"Nice one." Vince said and let go of my cock... he wiped his hand over my trousers.

"You do me now." He said.

It was then I realised something... whilst being tossed off I'd forgotten I had to return the favour and now with my balls empty and much reduced testosterone levels I wasn't keen to touch him... but I had to.

He pushed his car seat back. "I'm ready when you are." He said.

I shut my eyes and leaned over, my right hand landing on his thigh... It was quiet, very quiet, apart from his breathing. Slowly I slid my hand up and over his groin. I wasn't sure what I was feeling... just a bump... was it his balls or cock? I pressed my fingers into him and now knew I was touching his hard cock. I then tried undoing the button on his jeans. it was almost impossible to release the button from the angle I was sitting at. He intervened and undid all the buttons and then pushed his jeans and underwear down in one go. It must have been a cloudy night as I had been able to just make out what he'd done to me but now it was pitch black and couldn't see a thing. I placed my hand back on his thigh and then moved it up. I felt his soft balls and cupped them briefly before moving my hand higher. The base of his cock was hard... slowly I ran a finger up the length of his cock whilst trying to work out if he was bigger than me. When I got to the tip I felt a slippery wetness... I then grasped his cock and held it up and away from his body. I was unsure if he was bigger than me or not. I tightened my grip on his cock and stroked the full length.... up and down... being careful to keep my fingers away from the sensitive head.

"Use your other hand and play with my balls." He asked.

His balls felt different to when I first touched them. They seemed firmer and quite plump. I'd been stroking him for about a minute when I heard his breathing change and I was sure his balls were getting smaller and tighter. He started to fidget and I although I couldn't see I was sure he was gripping the seat. I started to twist my wrist while stroking him, just like I'd seen in a porn film. The response was immediate. He sighed loudly. I stopped stroking him and held his cock firmly. His cock jerked in my hand... once, twice, three times... then I felt a warmth as cum dribbled over my fingers... I let go of his cock and quickly wiped the back of my hand over his jeans.

"Wow... so that's what it feels like." He said. "Did you enjoy it?" He asked.

"I can't say I didn't can I." I laughed.

"I told you it would be good and I don't know about you but that didn't feel gay at all." He said.

I nodded... "No... you're right... maybe it was because I couldn't stop thinking of Diana's huge tits." I lied.

"Didn't have to think about her or anyone else. I just enjoyed my first ever hand job." He said.

***

For days afterwards I couldn't stop thinking about what Vince and I had done. One minute I was full of regret and berating myself for being gay and then next I was nursing an erection and thinking how I wanted to do it again.

It was three weeks before I spoke to Vince again... We didn't mention what we'd got up to but there was a tension between us. Maybe he was regretting what we did. I hoped it wouldn't affect our friendship.

It was nearly two months before Vince and I met up again and it was only because it was harvest festival and my parents invited quite a few people over to celebrate the end of harvest.

Vince's parents were there as well so he cadged a lift with them which meant he could have a few of my fathers beers... which I'd prewarned him that he'd have to drink a gallon to get even close to a drunken buzz.

The evening of harvest festival had always been a highlight of the year. I loved it when the farmyard was transformed into a social area with bales of hay for seats, candles, homemade wine and beer and all the meat for the BBQ was from the farm. My mother made amazing marinades and my aunty baked her own bread. The event was always well attended which was probably more to do with the food than the occasion.

Vince and I had smuggled some shop bought beer and hidden it in a barn. We mixed it with my father's weak cloudy beer so no one would know we were being unfaithful. So... with that in mind we drank a mixture of eight pints each... four of my fathers and four cans of regular beer. The result was we were both pissed... and I mean falling about laughing drunk. I had to think my father kept his stronger better brews for special occasions.

My mother wasn't happy and told me to take myself off some where and sober up. Vince's parents were also unimpressed and said it would be better if he stayed the night in a barn rather than throw up in their car on the way home.

Being rightly chastised Vince and I went for a walk around the farm in the hope we could sober up. We walked for about an hour before returning to the farm yard...

People were leaving, the clear up had started...

"What do we do now?" Vince asked.

I looked around and pointed.

He saw where I was looking... "Is that a bottle of wine?"

"Yeah... and it's shop bought wine." I said while looking around to make sure no one was looking. "Let's take it to the barn and get really smashed." I suggested.

We snuck into the hay barn and climbed to the top of the stack so no one would know we were there. I opened the bottle and took a few large sips before handing the bottle to Vince.

"I'm gonna suffer in the morning." He said.

"Nah... we can go for a swim in the pond, that cures any hangover." I said.

We sat there chatting, laughing and supping the wine. It was nearing three in the morning and neither of us were tired... in fact we were still buzzing from the amount of alcohol we'd drunk.

"So... you and Diana... have you managed to get in her knickers yet?" I asked.

He grinned and nodded.

"Wow... what's it like to feel pussy?"

"Wet and slippery."

"I bet... you lucky bastard. What else have you done?"

He shrugged. "I'm working on it."

"Has she tossed you off?" I needed to know more.

"Yeah."

"Oh I bet that felt great." I was jealous.

"It was good."

"Has she blown you?" I asked.

"Nah... she said she'd done it once and doesn't like it." He said.

"What... I wouldn't be with anyone who wouldn't give me a blow job." I said and then drunkenly hiccupped.

"I'm the same... I'm gonna dump her." Vince finished the last of the wine.

"But you gotta stay with her while she's yanking you off... wait until someone else comes along before you get rid of her." I said.

"Yeah good point... but if that someone else knows I'm going out with Diana they won't want to give me a blow job."

"Another good point... you need to find someone discrete to suck you off so you have the best of both worlds." I suggested.

He shook his head. "It took me bloody long enough to find someone to toss me off that alone suck me off." He said.

I went quiet... It all came back to me... I was the first person to jack him off... "Yeah... don't listen to my advice I'm still waiting for my first hand job from a girl."

"Hey mate... that time will come." He said.

"I never go anywhere." i said.

"You will." He said.

I sighed. "The farm is barely making money so I can't afford driving lessons."

"Yeah, but you can drive a tractor." He said.

I Laughed. "I can't drive a tractor all the way to town and anyway what girl will want to be taken on a date in a tractor?"

"Yeah... I see your point." He said and then put the wine bottle to his lips in the hope it had miraculously replenished itself.

"Thank you... at least someone agrees with me that I'll probably die not only a virgin but never experience having my cock sucked."

He put the bottle down and then stared at me...

"What's the matter?" I asked,

"Just something..." He stopped talking and looked deep in thought.

"Just something what." I prompted him.

"Well... and this is just a suggestion. You know what we did before when we helped each other out."

"Helped... in what way?" I asked.

"We tossed each other off to see what it felt like."

"Yeah... I remember." I said.

"Well we could take that one step more." He was intently looking at my face to gauge my reaction.

"Are you suggesting we suck each other off?" I asked.

"I might be..." He again waited for my reaction.

"But that would be really gay." I said.

"How can that be gay when we are both hetrosexual and just innocently wanting to know what it feels like."

"No matter how you say it, sucking each other's cock is gay." I said.

"Ok so it's gay... only you and I will ever know what we did so between us it's gay but for everyone else we're straight."

I shook my head. "I must be pissed because that sort of made sense."

He smiled. "Want to filp a coin to see who goes first."

I looked at him... there was no way I fancied him, he wasn't even that good looking but at that moment in time his mouth looked really inviting. "Yeah ok."

"Heads or tails?" He called.

"Heads." I shouted.

He looked at the coin... "It's tails which means I go first."

"Ok." I looked around. "Maybe we should tidy up a bit give us some more room."

"Nah... I'll just lay down here and you can kneel over me." He said.

"What... but you said you were going first, as in you blow me and then I blow you." I said.

"That's not what... oh never mind... where do you want to do this?" he asked.

I cleared a space and then laid down. He came over and knelt beside me. He looked at my crotch and then over his shoulder. "I think it'll be better if you stand and I kneel between your legs. What about over there?" He pointed.

I got up and then went over to where he suggested. He followed me over and then knelt down. He was looking directly at my crotch and knowing what was about to happen caused my cock to start swelling.

He reached up and undid my belt and then the top button... by the time he lowered the zip my cock was well on the way to being fully hard. He just pulled my trousers down leaving my cock pressing against the material of my briefs... He leaned back to get a better view of my bulge and then reached out a with his index finger and outlined the shape of my cock.

I'd expected it to feel weird, but it didn't... I was expectant of his touch and the more he fondled my cock through my briefs the more turned on I became. He teased the tops of my thighs and then my balls and still he hadn't released my cock, which was now straining against the tight material of my briefs.

Finally, and only after he'd fingered the wet patch where pre come had started to seep through did he hook his fingers into the waist band and free my cock. The cold night air wafted over my throbbing hard cock and balls and sent a shiver through me... another shiver followed as he leaned forward and licked my balls. He then lightly held my cock and licked up and down the shaft being careful to avoid the sensitive head. Now something was strange as I hadn't been expecting him to tease me so much...

This no longer seemed like two pals helping each other out and more like he was really enjoying pleasuring me. By the time he pulled my cock down and lined it up with his mouth I was actually gagging for him to suck me. As I felt the warmth of his mouth and his tongue lash over the head my eyes flickered as it felt so damn good. I wanted to grab his head and hold it place... I had to force myself to keep my hands by my side, fists tightly clenched.

Now, I had absolutely nothing to compare this to, apart from what I'd seen in porn flim's, and so far, I knew I was getting one hell of a good blow job as he was licking, kissing and sucking every inch of my cock and balls.

I was now struggling as each flick, suck and bob of his head had me dangerously on the precipice of ejaculation and that worried me because I didn't know if I should come in his mouth or warn him.

In the end it was almost an involuntary response... "I'm gonna cum." I said urgently... I wasn't sure if he heard me or if I'd given him enough notice... whatever one it was my cock was still firmly in his mouth when I let go... My legs trembled as the orgasm gripped... my cock jerked powerfully as cum squirted from deep within... all the time his lips were sealed around my cock, his tongue lashing at the tip extending my pleasure.

As the calm after glow of orgasm washed over me Vince still had my cock in his mouth, it was softening quickly. It was as if he didn't want to let go. Finally, he pulled back... his lips clamped shut trapping my seed in his mouth, albeit a dribble that ran down his chin. I then saw him swallow... I wasn't sure if the liked it or not but he swallowed again and then wiped his chin. He looked up at me and smiled. "Now it's my turn." He had a huge smile on his face.

He stood up... we swapped places with him standing and me kneeling between his legs. As I reached out to undo his trousers I felt strange... in the sense that this didn't feel weird at all. The last time I got his cock out I was regretting what had happened as I hadn't wanted to reciprocate the hand job he'd given me... yet now I was keen to pleasure him the way he'd done to me.

His cock sprang up... I took time to look at it as the last time I'd released his cock it had been too dark to see anything. He was about the same size as me... a healthy six inches, but maybe a little thinner. The main difference though was the head of his cock was concealed with a foreskin, where as mine retracted all the way when I was fully erect.

I did what he'd done to me and leaned forward and licked his balls... By the way he flinched and sighed I assumed he liked it. For five full minutes I teased with my fingers and tongue... it was when I saw a dribble of pre come seep from the tip of his foreskin that ruined my plan to keep teasing him.

I took hold of his cock and the pulled my hand down... the skin around the head retracted exposing a bulbous almost purple head that was glistening with wet excitement.

"Just please, please suck me." He begged.

I did as he asked and took him in my mouth... it tasted salty and quite bitter and in a strange way I found it quite pleasant. I closed my lips around him and moved forward taking him deeper into my mouth... He grabbed my head with both hands. I had an idea he was close to coming as his breathing was ragged and he was moving his hips trying to fuck my mouth. I'd been right about him being close... my mouth filled with his warm seed, my taste buds assaulted with a bitterness I'd never experienced before. His cock continued to jerk filling my mouth to capacity... I had to part my lips and let some dribble out... I wanted to swallow which was a natural thing to do when your mouth fills with a liquid, but his cock was still filling my mouth... I had to pull back and quickly swallowed... at the same time I grabbed hold of his cock and stroked him through the remainder of his ejaculation... one thing for sure he produced double if not triple the amount of come that I did.

We laid down on the hay, neither of us bothering to pull our trousers up, our limp cocks on display. We chatted about sex and what we'd like to do when we finally got with a woman... There was no mention of man on man sex... it was as if we were trying to restore the boundaries of heterosexuality.

For days afterwards I recalled what we'd done and I couldn't see how getting a blow job from a woman could have been any better. After all men and women shared the same type of mouth.

My thoughts then turned darker and I wondered what anal sex would be like. I'd read that men could achieve a higher level of satisfaction and in some cases emulate the intensity and duration of a woman's orgasm by stimulating the prostate. It was something I was keen to discuss with Vince.

It was about six weeks before I spoke with him again and the news wasn't great... He'd managed to get a new job and was starting immediately... The job was two hundred miles away in Scotland...

To Be continued...