



                                  JOHN'S EARLY LEARNING


                                             by John P

                                        Copyright© 2011


This is a true story of my childhood. It's not a story of romance
or undying love. It's my childhood experience with a man who
taught me about sex and lust.


Chapter 1

Whilst I had touched and played with a friend's dick when I was
about 11, it wasn't until my uncle introduced me to the joys of
male/male sex that I really started to get into it.

I was about 14 when I used to visit my grandmother every Saturday
to help her with shopping or odd jobs around the house. I used to
cycle there and back, a round trip of about 40 minutes. My Uncle
Fred, my father's brother, who was in his early 40s, also lived
with her, although I never saw much of him. She would tell me
about his constant drinking and generally disapproved of his
habits. He was never married and I never heard him mention women.
He worked for a construction company and had the company truck at
home.

It began innocently enough by him offering me a lift home one
Saturday. I said yes and off we went. The conversation started
and he asked how my sisters looked now; one was 12 and the other
10. Did they have tits yet, did I see them naked? Did I play with
myself? I was embarrassed because that was my nature at the time,
so I told him the truth. No, I didn't see my sisters naked and
no, I didn't touch them. It made me feel horny though.

He dropped me at home, unloaded my bike and gave me some change
from his pocket.

The next week, he offered me a lift again and, despite my
embarrassment from the week before, I said yes. On the way home,
he asked about any sexual stuff I'd done but I just went red
again and said nothing. We stopped and he gave me a magazine to
look at. It was a nudist type of magazine (there was no real porn
then in the early 60s) and I looked through it. There were
pictures of nude women like I'd never seen before and my dick
reacted to them. He asked me if I was getting hard and I coyly
said no. Then he reached over to feel my little cock and rubbed
me for a while outside my pants. I was, of course, very hard and
he asked me to get it out. Unable to think of a reason not to, I
unzipped and took it out. He started to play with it and I loved
it!

At this point, he started to kiss my lips and, to be honest, I
was a bit grossed out. I'd never done anything like that before,
not even with a girl. Then he put his tongue between my lips and
into my mouth. I started to get the idea and I reluctantly put my
tongue into his mouth. He sucked on my tongue and eventually I
sucked his tongue.

After a few minutes, he put his head down over my little dick and
put it in his mouth. I was speechless.

He ran his tongue around my cock and sucked, but he was a bit too
enthusiastic and his teeth started to hurt me. I didn't complain
because it felt wonderful. Then he asked me to touch his cock and
I did, over his pants. It was enormous! Then he dug it out and I
saw it in all its glory. It was magnificent. Long and very thick.
He said to play with it, so I did. He said to move the foreskin
up and down, which I did, and it felt wonderful to feel up this
big weapon.

He moved forward on the truck seat and sort of laid back against
the back of the seat, kind of half-lying back. He had these
overall things on with buttons all down the front and he had
opened them all. While I was playing with his wonderful big cock,
he was looking round the cab and found an old newspaper. He
spread it out over his clothes and then took over his cock. He
began to wank himself rapidly and I watched in awe as his spunk
shot out all over the newspaper. What a sight for a young boy! I
had never seen so much spunk before, never having done anything
with an adult.

After he calmed down, he started to suck my little cock again and
played with my little balls. After taking my cock out of his
mouth, he began to wank me with 2 fingers until I came. There was
only a small amount of spunk compared with his but it felt great
anyway.

After cleaning up, he drove me home and again gave me spare
change.

I was addicted now. I thought about that dick night and day and
couldn't wait for the next time I'd see him.



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