We were both 15-16 and I sort of knew that I had a huge crush on my best friend, a gorgeous boy, blond, blue eyes, with the cutest face and a tight smooth body. One night after a swim we showered together and I dared hug him and touch him, moving my hands all over his naked chest and back. We were both hard as hell. We kissed very awkwardly, bumping our teeth and not quite understanding what to do with our tongues. I reached for his uncut dick and stroked it. Following my instinct, I took it in my mouth and sucked it until it exploded in loads of sweet-tasting cum. He refused to give me a blowjob, but he did jerk me off to completion. That was our first time, to which only a couple more followed, because he decided that what we were doing was very very wrong. I never felt guilty about it, not in the least: I guess I was a slut even at that tender age. To this day, I love swallowing cum, and a whiff of body odor like the one he had turns me on big time: I always ask my boys not to wear deodorant or perfume.
The rest is history. Oh, the memories.