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first encounter as a  

MilesBach 53M
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4/8/2018 11:57 pm
first encounter as a

Going back to my teenage years, and I mean young. I was 13 years old living on an Air Force base enjoying life. I was just your normal playing and hanging out with buddies. We moved to a new base in the early 90’s where once again I was the new . My father decided that it was time for me to join the Boy Scouts. This is where I think my life changed. Some would say for the best and some would say for the worse. I will let you decided.

Being in the Boy Scouts was a great experience for me, I met some really cool people and done a lot of great things. I moved up in the ranks pretty fast and was a pretty good Scout I would say.

After a bout 5 months, we got a new Scout leader in, He was in the Air Force and just transferred to the base. To the life of me, I can’t remember his name but I can sure remember his face. He was an average guy, kind of nerdy and quiet. I remember that it took him a few weeks to talk to anyone.

I would say, about 8 months into him joining us, we really got to talking about a lot of things, things like music and at that time, girls. He seems to be in the type of music I was into like Metallica,  Ozzy and Slayer.

It was not long until we were hanging out eating lunch and going to the music store. All in all he was a pretty good guy. One day, he asked if I wanted to go to the music store and he would buy me the new Metallica album. Hell yeah, I would be the only guy with the new album.  As we were on the buss, he asked if I wanted to stop by his barracks one night to rock out and have some drinks.  And by drinks I mean beer!. Dang, this could not be better. I get free stuff and free beer.

So one night I showed up, he had beer in the frig and music blasting. After a few hours of rocking out and drinking beers I was getting a drunk and need to crash. He told me it was ok to crash there and he would drive me home in the morning.  I was pretty much drunk and tired so it was all good.

I got into bed and passed out.  This is where things started to get fuzzy.  After a while I felt something on my leg shaking me.  I was still very drunk and ignored it, and then I felt someone touching me and moving his hand up my legs to my cock. I remember this one thought, what is going on? I open my eyes just a bit and it was him, kneeled down right next to me rubbing on my cock.  I pretended I was still asleep and did not move, but my cock was getting hard. I could feel him stroking my cock through my underwear.  I was getting excited. But to my surprise is what I did next. I pulled my underwear down to expose my cock. He jumped back and looked at me. He saw that I was awake and he was scared to say the least. But I did not say a word; I just laid there with my cock out.  After about 20 seconds of silence, he moved closer, grabbed my cock with one hand and lowered his head and put his lips around my cock. This was a feeling I have never had. It was wet, warm and excited every nerve in my body. Remember, I never even kissed a girl yet. I had no idea how this was going to feel and to be honest; I thought he was going to jack me off. I did not know what oral sex was at that time.

Before this, all I ever done was masturbated and was not aware of other sexual situations. This caught me so by surprise.  After he started sucking, I could not stop him if I wanted to, I mean, it felt so good I could not stop, I even found myself thrusting just to get an inch more in his mouth.  Needless to say, I did not last very long. I shot my load right into his mouth and he swallowed every drop.

After that, he got up, walked over to his bed and did not make a sound. I on the other hand got up, got dressed and left. This was the only and last time I went to his room. I did not know what to think of it for a while. Was I gay, bi or just screwed up. I did not know.

I never told anyone about this, I did not feel used or abuse for some reason, I got off and that’s all that mattered at the time. He never came to another Boy Scouts meeting.

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