In A Previous Life

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: True Confessions  |  House: Booksiesilk Classic Group

Anything is possible if you believe...

I was stick thin as a kid.  Even through high school I was just muscle and bone, with very little muscle.  I was limber as well.  Known for doing more sit ups than almost any other kid in gym class.  It was nothing to fold myself into the lotus position and then lean forward and place my forehead on the floor in front of me.  I could easily lay flat on my back and raise my legs straight up and over touching my toes to the floor over my head.  I could almost curl up and touch my knees to my shoulders with my toes touching the floor.


Then one night I decided to try it laying on my bed.  I stripped off my t-shirt and slipped off my tighty-whities.  I scooted down the bed about half way and raised my legs up and over my head.  Then I saw it.  My cock dangling there right in front of my face.  Using the leverage of my elbows I pressed my lower back further up and over.  When I realized my circumstance, even the possibility, I began to get an erection.


Like any teenager I could get a stiffy at the sight of a bra ad in the Sears catalog but this was different.  My cock became rigid.  My glans protruded from my foreskin.  Right before my eyes.  There was my cock just inches from my face.  I redoubled my effort and was able to just brush the tip of my glistening slit across trembling lips, my cock across my lips.


Reaching out with my toes I found the bottom of the head board.  Literally pulling myself even further, stretching myself over I was rewarded.  I could kiss the tip of my own cock.  I could lick the slit at the end of my own cock.  My ministrations were having the desired effect.  My cock grew even harder, maybe even a bit longer.  The thrill of the moment began to block out any discomfort I might have felt.  I opened my mouth forming an "O" and gently sucked in the the tip of my cock.  I was really doing it.  I was sucking my own cock.


It was as though my entire being was turned inside out.  I was receiving my very first blow job and I was sucking my very first cock.  I began to suck harder.  I began to push further.  I had the entire rock hard head of my cock completely surrounded by my sucking lips.  I couldn't get enough.  I couldn't give enough.  Soon the enormity of sensations overwhelmed me.  My balls tightened.  My cock got even harder.  I sucked harder, tighter.  Then it began.


Like any normal boy I had awoken to the occasional wet spot, the result of some fleeting dream.  I had surreptitiously beat my meat to a satisfying finish while "reading" a filched copy of Penthouse.  I had stroked myself to completion with a slippery soapy fist beneath a hot shower.  So practiced was I that I could shoot thick sticky wads of cum almost across the width of my bedroom.  But I had never experienced anything like this.


The churning began deep within me.  The pressure was building.  Yet there was a completely different dimension in my current state.  I was completely enamored  with the sensation of a cock in my mouth.  Feeling the hard hot velvet knob passing between my lips.  The luxurious sensation across my tongue.   I was simultaneously reveling in the envelopment of my cock head being lavishly sucked.  None of my previous experiences prepared me for this, this mounting pressure.  This was not the result of boyish yanking and pulling.  This was me pushing and pulling, sucking and thrusting.


Then it began.  Time began to slow down.  My balls tightened and I could feel my ejaculation begin deep with in me.  I could feel my cum surging through the length of my cock.  Then in the perfect slowness of time I was able to suck the entire head of my cock into my wet mouth.  I was able to suck the first strong blast of cum just as it erupted from the tip of my cock.  Time slowed even more.  I was able to suck each individual shot of cum just as it pulsed from the head of my cock.  I was sucking and cumming in perfect synchronization.  I felt each successive stream of semen pumped against my tongue.  I felt the perfectly timed suction pull against the head of my cock.  I felt completely drained and fully fed.

Submitted: April 11, 2015

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Alyson Williams

I are a great writer. Wonderful imagination?...or true story? No need to answer that. This was well written and a joy to read. I am seeing this so often I have to believe it is a problem with BS. When downloading paragraph breaks disappear. If you go back in and separate them this would be damn near perfect! I will be watching for more from you.

Sat, April 11th, 2015 3:16pm

James Bishop

Thank you for your kind words and gentle directions. Muchly appreciated.


- James

Mon, April 13th, 2015 4:48pm

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