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This story is semi-autobiographical. In 1970, I was small for my age, only 5’2”, thin, with long hair. After daddy showed me a porn movie something happened.
Mom and dad divorced when I was – 18. It was strange, spending week nights with mom and weekends with dad. Mom made me go to school, while dad only wanted to have fun. He always had new and exciting things planned.
A few months after their divorce, I saw my first porn movie.
Dad picked me up from school on the last day of classes. As he drove, I noticed he was quieter than normal. “I have a surprise for you,” he finally said.
I liked surprises. “What is it?” I asked quickly.
“It’s a movie. One we can watch at home,” he said, smiling oddly. He didn’t tell me it was porn.
It was 1970. There was no internet or CD-videos. Porn movies were on 8-millimeter film, played through a movie projector onto a wall screen.
“Really? A movie at home?” I was astonished.
Dad told me a men he worked with had an 8mm projector and a couple films. He said it was a special kind of movie. It’d be “our secret.” He explained, since I was a big boy now, he and I “could have secrets from mom.”
The projector was already in his living room, and a white bedsheet hanging on the wall.
“The movie will be there,” I asked, pointing to the sheet.
“Yes,” he replied. “Remember, it’s a special movie, a secret movie.”
“OK,” I said smiling broadly. I just couldn’t imagine seeing a real movie in dad’s living room.
“Set on that side of the projector, so you can see the movie. I’ll turn it on from this side.” Dad had planned every detail.
Dad flipped the switch. The film projected the old-time count down with the Clock Hands spinning – 5…4…3…2…1.
Instantly, my eyes were met with the image of a woman in her early 20’s, setting on the edge of a bed. She was naked. Then a naked man appeared. He walked toward her, his hands grabbed her head. Her mouth opened as his cock slid inside.
The movie was black and white and had no sound. But that didn’t matter. It was unlike anything I’d ever imagined.
I’d never seen a naked woman. I’d certainly never seen a woman’s mouth on a man’s cock.
My eyes were glued to the action in front of me. I looked at her large breast, her face, what she was doing with her mouth.
I watched the man’s hands – they pulled her face toward him. His hips quickly moving forward. I knew the word FUCK by this time, though I hadn’t actually seen it being done. But that’s what he was doing to her mouth.
I didn’t move. I was frozen, transfixed by the two bodies on the screen. I knew my small cock was getting hard. I was enjoying the spectacle, but at the same time I was becoming physically uncomfortable. I needed to adjust the position of my cock, under my jeans.
“Do you like what they’re doing?” Dad asked, breaking the silence.
His voice seemed to be far away. I heard it, but it didn’t register immediately.
“I think she really likes doing that to him. And I know he likes it,” dad continued.
My mind finally understood what was being said, and by whom. It was dad, setting on the opposite side of the couch. He was talking to me, asking me what I thought about the movie.
Though I knew he’d asked me something, I didn’t know how to answer.
I glanced over to see if he was watching the movie. Perhaps he was simply talking out loud and didn’t really want an answer. As I looked at him, my eyes were greeted with a completely unexpected sight.
I’d been so focused on the film, I hadn’t noticed, he’d slid his pants down to his mid-thighs. His 8” cock was fully exposed.
His right hand was moving slowly up and down over the length of his shaft. His left hand, which was closest to me, lay on the couch cousin. “Do you like it?” He asked again.
I was confused. Was he asking me about the movie or what I was seeing at that moment?
I remained silent.
“Do you see what she’s doing to his cock?” dad asked softly, nodding his head toward the screen. “She’s sucking his cock.” With an unfamiliar grin, he continued, “I think the man is enjoying what she’s doing.” His hand still moved slowly over the length of his hard shaft.
I realized I was going to have to say something. “I think he likes it,” I admitted.
With an odd tone, dad said, “It feels so nice when a man’s cock is in… someone’s mouth.” As he said these words, he pointed the tip of his cock toward me.
“Do you think you could do what she is doing? I bet you could,” dad said in that same tone he’d always used when I was about to attempt something, I’d never done before.
He’d always encouraged me to try new things. I knew that tone and I knew what that meant.
“Pull your pants down,” he said smiling at me. “I can see your cock is hard. I bet it’s cramped in those jeans.”
I hesitated.
“Pull them down. It’ll feel so much better to be naked,” he encouraged.
Before I could move, he stood, pulling his pants off completely. “We can both be naked. That’ll make this movie more fun.”
I stood slowly. My pants and underwear dropped to the floor.
As I started to set back down, dad said, “Come here — sit by me.” Patting the couch cousin with his left hand, he announced, “Come on. It’ll be fun.”
Glancing at the screen, I saw the woman was still sucking the man’s cock. The man’s shaft was almost completely hidden inside her mouth – her throat.
I took two steps toward dad, then sat on the spot he’d indicated moments before.
“Oh, it is almost here. I want you to see this part,” dad said, as I turned my face back to the movie on the wall. “Watch what he does for her. He gives her something special. It’s going to happen soon. Watch what she does with it.” His voice was now very excited.
He’d obviously seen this movie, he knew what was about to happen.
“This is the best part, so watch close,” dad demanded, his right hand moving faster on his cock.
It was a surreal moment. I sat next to dad’s naked body, his cock in his hand and a movie of a woman’s mouth on a man’s cock. To make it ever more embarrassing, I knew my small cock was hard, too. But I did as dad instructed. I starred at the woman in the movie and the cock in her mouth.
“There it is,” dad said in a loud excited voice.
The woman’s face now took up nearly the entire screen.
The man in the movie was moving his hand on his cock — the same way dad was moving his, as he sat next to me.
Suddenly I saw long streams of fluid shooting from the tip of the man’s cock. The first one shot onto her face, but the second flew into her open mouth. This was followed by two more streams splashing onto her tongue.
The man moved his hips forward, putting some of his cock back into her mouth.
“Did you see that?” dad asked excitedly.
I nodded my head — yes, not really knowing what to say.
“Do you know what he just did — for her?” dad asked in a slightly calmer tone. “That’s what makes a man feel the best he can possibly feel.”
— My First Cock —
There was a long pause as the movie ended. Dad stood, turning off the projector. The room was now without lights. It took a moment for my eyes to adjust. Dad opened the curtains, allowing the moon light to illuminate the living room.
Dad stood directly in front of me. His right hand continued to slowly move on his cock. I blinked a couple more times, trying to focus in the darkness. I could smell something. It wasn’t an unpleasant odor, but one not familiar to me.
Then I realized what I was seeing. It was the tip of dad’s cock, only inches from my face. The head was coated with a wetness which glistened in the moon light.
“You saw what that woman did to that man?” His voice was soft and sounded like the daddy I knew.
I shook my head — yes.
“I know you can make me feel as good as she made him feel. Just open your mouth a little and I’ll do the rest.” It was his encouraging, supportive voice. It was his way of saying I am Proud of YOU.
Now he wanted to put his cock in my mouth and he’d be proud of me, if I let him.
I sat very still for a few moments. Then, without saying anything, I leaned slightly forward, toward the tip of his cock. Opening my lips, I felt his left hand cup the back of my head. He’d moved his right hand to the base of his long shaft.
The tip of his cock touched my lips. It was very slick and had a mild salty taste. It was unlike anything I’d ever experienced.
Opening my mouth a little more, the head of his cock entered between my lips.
“Ohhhhhhhhhh,” he moaned, “I’ve wanted this….” He didn’t finish the sentence.
Another inch slipped into my mouth before he stopped his forward movement.
With loving fatherly instructions, he said, “Close your mouth around me, keep your teeth open wide and wiggle your tongue.” Adjusting his stance, daddy continued, “I am going to push in and out now. Just stay still for me. Don’t pull away – until I’m done with you.”
His hips began to move forward and back. I had no idea what to do.
He made a few more strokes into my mouth. “Ummmm,” he moaned, “Just like that. So small.”
His cock was hard — yet soft. The skin was warn and the odor was – nice. His hands on the back of my head beginning to tighten. Was I doing something wrong?
He’d told me the woman made the man feel the best a man could feel. Even though I wasn’t a woman, I wanted to do that for my daddy.
“Your mouth… better than I… Ohhhhh, too soooooon,” he moaned again.
His hips began to push in and out of my mouth a little faster. I tried to move my tongue on his probing shaft. Though daddy only put 3” of his cock into my small mouth, it was filled to capacity. I’d never had this much of anything in my mouth at one time.
“Yesssss, nooooow…,” he said loudly, as his cock moved wildly. He was moving my head forward and back, the opposite direction his hips were moving.
Is this what fucking someone’s mouth was like? Was I doing it OK? Suddenly my mouth was filled with thick warm liquid.
“Swallow it… all. Drink… it.” Daddy’s hands gripped my head tighter than they ever had. His voice was low and a tone I’d never heard. It was a pleading desire to be proud of me.
My mouth overflowed before I could swallow. It was filled with his cock and now his cum. My tongue pressed upward. I was trying to swallow, but his cock was in my way. I gulped as quickly as I could, but there was just too much. Some spilled out the corners of my mouth.
He made a couple more slow insertions into my mouth then held my head still as his cock remained inside. I swallowed one more time. After a few moments had passed, he gently tilted my head backwards and looked down at me. His cock was still in my mouth, though I could feel it beginning to get soft.
That, I remember thinking, was an odd feeling.
“You did better than I ever imagined you would,” he admitted. “I’m so very Proud of you.”
I tried to smile, but it was difficult with his cock still between my lips.
“Did you like it? I’d like to do that again… and again. Do you think that’d be OK?” he asked with a hopeful tone.
I pushed my tongue upward toward the roof of my mouth, pressing firmly on his cock, as I closed my lips slightly tighter.
“Guess that’s a yes,” he said, patting me on the top of my head. “Good boy.”
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