A true story that really happened to the author when he was a young horny boy
This is a true story that I’ve never told anyone about before. For better or worse I haven’t changed it at all even though I can think of changes that would maybe make it more erotic and there’s a couple of details I don’t want to relate but if I’m going to write a true story I might as well be completely honest. Also I was really 14, I didn’t just choose that age because it’s what’s allowed on this site it’s just a coincidence believe it or not.
In the summer holidays from schools I traveled with my mother to visit some relatives in Amsterdam Holland. This was in the early 90s. I was a shy straight virgin boy who had never even kissed a girl but was obsessed by sex, taking every available opportunity to jerk off whenever and wherever. Amsterdam back then was a Mecca for pornography and prostitution so naturally I was excited as hell.
When I eventually managed to get away by myself i quickly headed to the infamous red light district where I ogled the prostitutes standing in open windows advertising themselves. I even got up the courage to approach them and ask how much it would be to fuck them. Sadly more than I could afford. But just talking about sex with a hot older lady was horny in itself and of maybe the ten that I approached as a boy obviously not 18 (I looked young for even 14) only one of them refused me for being too young which meant most of them would have fucked me if I’d had the money, which again was a real turn on. Being a perv I started going up to them and seeing what the price would be to just eat their pussy and most of them said it would be between half to two thirds of the price for full sex. Still more than i could afford but just propositioning them and seeing a couple of them looking quite eager at the idea was a further turn on.
Eventually I moved on to the sex shops where I would read through as many of the hardcore magazines and covers of VHS boxes as I could in each shop before being thrown out for being a time waster.
I only had around the equivalent of $10 and passed a porno cinema and the entry fee I could afford so went in. The big fat ticket seller man just looked me up and down seeing me for the horny schoolboy tourist I was, scoffed but sold me a ticket anyway. This was back when it was pretty hard to get hold of porn if you aren’t old enough so getting to see the real thing was an uncommon experience so I was really excited as I went in and up a staircase to the screens.
As I remember it there was maybe for or five screening rooms with maybe forty seats in each. The first one I went it was just mainstream vanilla hardcore porn. Most of the patrons were in that room.
The next one was teens shaving each others pussies. It was really hot as it was all movies from a Dutch studio called Seventeen which was focused on Dutch teenagers between the ages of 15-17 so girls around my age. Side note: the studio still exists as Sweathearts and fell in line with at least 18 year old models at the end of the 90s. Not many viewers in that room, maybe two or three old pervs.
The third room was extreme SM, really hardcore stuff. The only thing I remember seeing was a mistress shove a toilet brush headfirst up a woman’s pussy which, unsurprisingly she didn’t look she was enjoying much. Not many people in there.
Fourth room was Japanese bondage. Girls being hung by ropes having hot waxed poured on them. It was interesting but not really for me.
Last room was kinky American porn where women wrestled each other in mud and then whoever won got to molest and dominate the loser. In one scene one of the girls got a hosepipe and shoved it into the other girls ass who screamed because the water was icy cold, calling her a, “stupid fucking bitch and they got into a real cat fight and had to be separated. It was a lot of fun and I’ve never been able to find what movie it was or if anyone had uploaded it to the internet.
I went back to the room with the hot 15/16 year old teenagers shaving each other and settled in there to watch sitting in the back row where it was dark, away from everyone else. There was maybe two or three other guys in there. It was really hot stuff, young girls rubbing shaving foam on each others bushes (back then they all had bushes) and slowly, methodically shaving their hair off with extreme closeups of their teenage pussies as they were being shaved. Of course after a few minutes my cock was rock hard and pressing almost painfully against my shorts. I noticed the other guys each had jackets over their laps and were jerking off under their jackets. It being summer I was just there in a tshirt and shorts so couldn’t do that. All I really dared do was nervously rub my cock fleetingly through the fabric of my shorts.
The door to the room opened and a man appeared. He looked like he was in his sixties. Glasses and greying hair also wearing shorts he looked around the room and saw me and got a look in his eyes that made me uncomfortable so I looked away. With nearly all the seats empty he could have sat anywhere but chose my aisle and walked all the way down to sit next to me. This really freaked me out and I wondered if I should get up and move. But thought that might look rude so not knowing what to do I just sat there and stared at the screen and ignored him. For maybe ten minutes we just sat there watching the movie and I started to forget about the old man getting into the hot teenegers shaving each other. My cock frustratingly rock hard.
Suddenly I felt a hand come to rest on my thigh. Just lightly and casually resting there like it could just be a mistake. Maybe the old man yawned and stretched and his hand landed in the wrong place? I was a bit scared but didn’t want to cause a scene so just sat there trying to ignore it.
For a few minutes nothing happened and then the hand moved, again so casually it could have been unintentional I thought, down to the exposed flesh of my thigh below where my shorts ended. The feeling of a strangers hand on my flesh, the first time anyone had ever touched me like that, sent shockwaves of electricity through me and made me gasp silently. I was conflicted on one hand and straight boy who had always found the idea of being gay repulsive, on the other so incredibly horny that being touched by another person was something I craved, even if it was a pervy old man. I really was the proverbial rabbit in the headlights not knowing what to do or what would happen if I did nothing. My mind was racing, my heart pounding.
I kept my eyes locked on the screen and watched the old man from my peripheral vision. He’d turned his head towards me and I thought I could see him smiling probably pleased that I hadn’t reacted badly. His hand started to move slowly, caressingly, up my thigh and into and under my shorts. It moved lightly, exploring and I think enjoying the smoothness of my young hot skin. I stole a quick glance and saw the old man had his cock out and was jerking out and was jerking it with his other hand. But I just sat there frozen. I think he must have been really enjoying it, molesting a young teen boy who just allowed to happen. In my mind I kept trying to psych myself into action to stand up and get out of there but couldn’t. But also this was the most erotic experience of my young life so far. I didn’t know what to do.
That’s when he moved his hand from my thigh bringing it down on top of my shorts right on my hard cock. Bolts of pleasure fired through me as his hands closed around it squeezing and rubbing it. Feeling how turned on I was must have confirmed to him I was enjoying it as his coyness disappeared. Instead of looking at the screen he turned his and body to me and started whispering right in my ear in Dutch which I couldn’t understand except for a few words like “cute” and “boy” etc. His hot breath in my ear made me even more horny and then his hand had moved up under my tshirt caressing my stomach and chest. I never imagined a simple hand running over me would feel that good but when he started rubbing and playing with my nipples and was gone, any pretence of not enjoying it vanished and it was obvious that he had me completely at his mercy.
I still couldn’t look him in the face so kept staring at the screen (the movie had changed to another teen focused series where young Dutch teenage couples about 16/17 would do a short interview and then fuck on camera with the director always making sure to direct the boy would cum on the girls face). The old man emboldened moved down to crouch and grabbed the sides of my shorts and pulled them, along with my underwear down to my ankles, my rock hard little cock now fully exposed, and actually groaned with pleasure at the sight of it. I suppose as an old perv into young boys this was everything he wanted because I saw the look of awe and pleasure on his face. By this point I’d given up on watching the screen, real hardcore action was happening right in front of my eyes now… to me.
Without skipping a beat he hungrily gobbled my cock up, it disappeared completely into his mouth, no licking or anything he just slammed his face down on it and started working his head up and down. I could feel the head of my cock hit the back of his throat or tonsils and he was expertly working his tongue around it expertly. He was a master at sucking cock, each time he took it in it was hitting different places like the inside of his cheek or the back of his throat. It felt so amazing, more incredible then I’d even imagined I zoned out completely my eyes half closing as my hands gripped the arms wrests tightly like I was trying to stop myself falling.
He stopped and I focused my eyes, he was looking up at me maybe enjoying the look on my face. It was the first time we’d actually locked eyes. He smiled and said something in Dutch. I think he was expressing gratitude to me for allowing him to do this. I’m not sure but then he took something out of his mouth and sucked and took my balls into his mouth lovingly savouring them and rolling them around with his tongue. I couldn’t take my eyes away from his and must have stared back at him. Here I was a 14 year old straight boy who’d never even kissed a girl and some perverted stranger had my balls in his mouth. The vulnerability mixed with pleasure made me buck and whine my hips and my eyes roll. He was loving the show I couldn’t help but put on for him. He must have sensed where the limit was as each time I felt I was at the edge he’d slow down and bring me back down to earth with a cushioned landing. As I said the man was a master at his craft. At one point I looked down and saw him watching my face as he rolled his tongue along the entrance of my cock alternating between running it along the ridge and sucking on the opening. I guess he was looking for and enjoying the pre cum I produced each time he brought me to the point of exploding and then winding down.
(note: the thing he took out of his mouth was false teeth/dentures. I toyed with the idea of leaving that detail out as I still find it a bit embarrassing but, you know, it happened and I’m being accurate and honest. Also if you ever hear the rumour that a “gum job” is unbelievable… well 😅)
He’s sucking my cock up and down saying things as he does it, the vibrations yet another sensation to add to it, one hand cupped under my balls lightly fondling them, with the other hand he’d pushed my tshirt up to my chin caressing my midriff and feeling my stomach muscles twitch and spasm as he plays my body like an instrument.
My senses and vision are all over the place and I’m groaning probably too loudly when I suddenly realise there’s another man in the row in front who’s turned around and is watching us. I can’t even really focus on him but he’s smiling and gives me an encouraging nod, like an approving mustachiod uncle at a school sporting event. In the back of my mind there’s embarrassment somewhere but the state I was in I really couldn’t give a fuck anymore.
It was all too much, way too much. My body felt like it was about to explode, the tension at breaking point. My groan turned into an inchoate cry of, “aaaaahhhh oooooh” and my ass lifted off the seat. The old man took his mouth off my cock and started jerking it with his hand tightly wrapped around it, roughly pistoning it up and down using all the saliva as a kind of lube, a smug and mischievous smile on his face the whole time. His other hand had moved down below my balls to press firmly and rub circles into the very base of my cock, just above my asshole. One finger or thumb pushed against my asshole not entering it but enough to cause me to finally explode.
I came shooting cum all over my chest. I’ve never cum that much or harder in the rest of my life. Thick shots of cum again and again flying up onto my chest almost reaching my face. The old man saying “woah” in surprise and glee at how much he was making me cum and when I caught a glimpse of the man with the moustache in the row in front he had an approving a impressed grin on his face.
When the tremors finally subsided I was a literal mess, covered in a pool of my own cum which seemed to shimmer from reflected light from the cinema screen. I didn’t have the strength to do anything except lie there panting my heart thumping in my chest. The old man stood and tenderly patted me on the head and, kindly, took out a pack of tissues and cleaned me up wiping the cum off my chest as I just lay stretched out in the seat. As he did it he said, “woah” again at how much there was. I remember he laughed and proudly smirked as he showed me the empty pack and how he’d had to use all the tissues to clean up my cum.
By then with, as they say, post nut clarity had kicked in and the reality of what had just happened and what I had done sent me into a panic so I jumped up pulling up my shorts and almost ran out of the screening room and out of the cinema. I say run but that wouldn’t be true, hurriedly waddled as my legs could hardly keep me upright would be more accurate. As I left I caught the old man’s face and he was smiling, I suppose most of the young boys he did that too reacted the same way and he was used to it.
Thinking back I guess it was pretty rude not to have even thanked someone for the best time of my life up to that point. And that remains the best blow job I’ve ever had to this day. In fairness the old man looked like he’d had a great time too and probably spent a lot of his, presumably retired, days trying to find young innocent boys to do that to so I don’t think he was too put out.
Now I know a lot of ordinary folks would say I was sexually assaulted by a p*do or something but in all honesty I loved it and often think back to it. It was the only gay experience I ever had and have been happily married to a woman for a couple of decades with a family so I don’t think it did me any hard. I enjoyed it, the old man enjoyed it. Even the man with the moustache in the row in front enjoyed it…
Hope you enjoyed it too.
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