Bosko

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This actually happened to me, but a long time ago. I was really young, naive, a kid you know. He was 23 years old if I remember well. The whole experience is just a blur now. I was meeting with a few pals from the street I used to live in to observe Bosko and other older guys play football. It was interesting really, since I had absolutely no interest in football whatsoever, but watching the guys laugh, run and lift their shirts from time to time so they could wipe the sweat from their foreheads off was a dream moment for me, as many of you can understand. It was a very small village, and we all knew each other, so to speak.

I, of course, was not allowed to play because I was just an other kid who was younger. They knew my name, of course, but that did not mean they communicated with me. They talked to my best friend, Norbert, who was 18 at that time, and used to play a few times with them because he was very good.

Another evening passed, and everyone was gathering their things and preparing to go home. It was around 9 PM, already a bit late for my taste. I knew that my parents were expecting me home, but I decided to stay and help Bosko clean up.
  • You like football, kid? - he asked me.
I nodded. It was pretty strange for me that he spontaneously started talking with me, even though I knew him as long as I can remember. We were neighbours, but we rarely hung out or talked. I think he noticed that I was kind of ashamed in his presence. I know that I used to laugh weirdly then, and was kind of squeamish when he gave me a nudge from time to time. I was attracted to him, and I think it was noticeable. I wasn’t really aware of those feelings at the time.
  • Come with me, I wanna show you something. - he said.
I followed him like a puppy. We went into this old garage he had in his backyard. It was very dark, and even though it was summer, one could hardly see anything. But there was this light that shone from his house through the garage window.
He came close to me and put his hand on my shoulder. I noticed with his applied pressure that he wanted me to go to my knees, as I did, and I could already feel what was coming. My heart was beating very fast as I was gathering courage to look at his face. He was very serious, and that gave me an erection. All I could notice was his chest lifting and lowering slowly as pulled his shorts down and revealed his dick. I will never forget it. It was huge for me at that time and I remember it was uncut. Hard too.

I knew what I was supposed to do. I took it into my mouth even though I shivered like crazy. Except from jerking off in my room when no one was at home, I experienced nothing.

I started sucking slowly. I couldn’t fit the whole thing into my mouth, but that didn’t stop him grabbing the hair on the back of my head and pushing further. There was no stopping him. He started fucking my mouth faster and faster. There were a few tears falling downside my cheeks, as I blew him as well as I could, with him guiding. I can’t remember him giving me time to breath in and out. When he decided to use his both hands, I already couldn’t tell how much time has passed, it seemed like a lifetime. I looked up from time to time and saw him mesmerised with his mouth open, eyes closed.

Then, he pulled me up - I thought it was finally over, but no, he had other things planned. I turned to go outside when he grabbed my shirt and without saying anything he pushed me over a barrel of some kind and pulled my shorts and underwear with a single stroke. I bended me over and spit onto his hand. He went over my hole and bended over to spit on it directly. I was like frozen, remembering to breathe only a couple of times. He started rimming me, and I felt the drops of his spit on my thighs. It was like I had no will of my own. I just stood there, bended over.

He then put his dick on the opening of my hole and started pushing in. In that same moment he had his over my mouth, as if he knew that I will start screaming. The pain was immense and something I did not experience in my life. He used his other hand to grab the front of my neck and started pushing his dick deeper. I thought he is going to break me.

When he stopped, I realised that I felt his pubes on my ass. He was completely inside, and I couldn’t believe it. He stood there without moving, and his hands felt nice, while he held me like that. He started going out, and then in, slowly picking his pace up. I was used after a few moments and he felt that, as he lowered his hands onto my shoulders. I was pounding like crazy now but the only thing I felt was his tight grip on my shoulders and my hard dick pushed against wood. I was shivering while he fucked me rhythmically. The only thing I heard was his breath near my head and the sound of his body hitting mine.
  • I see you like this… - he whispered into my ear.
I didn’t respond.

When he started cumming, he grabbed me even harder with his hands and breathed into my ear. He stayed a couple of seconds inside me, pulled out and left after a few moments. I stood there with a hard-on, terrified. I feared that someone might have seen us, or heard us.

I pulled my clothes on and peeked through the garage looking if there was someone outside, but it wasn’t. I sneaked out of his yard and went home. My parents were already sleeping. I went into my room and into my bed. I while I was lying there onto my side, I noticed that his sperm was still leaking, as my underwear was wet, but I couldn’t gather the strength to go up and change. I just fell asleep like that.