The first time I sucked a cock you ask. Well here is the 100% true story of my first cock sucking experience. I learned of sexuaility earlier than I should have thanks to an Uncle that couldn't keep his hands, or mouth, or cock to himself. The first time it happened we were on a camping trip and I was in a pop-up camper asleep. I suppose it was pretty late. I heard the door open and it woke me. I then peaked out from under my covers to see what all of the noise was. I lifted my head to find that it was my Uncle D. He was trying his best to be quiet and like usual he climbed on into the bed with me carfully trying not to wake my two brothers in the other bed in the process. He then told me "goodnight" and I drifted back to sleep. I can't say for sure how long after, I woke up again. This time though, he was rubbing my thigh slowly and softly. He'd make his way up to my tighty whities and slowly rub back down. He then asked me "Does it feel good?". I knodded my head up and down. "Can I make it feel even better?", he asked. I said, "Yes Sir." At which point he slid his hand higher and overtop of my underwear. He started to massage and rub my hardening little member. He reached into his shorts to do the same to his. His hand felt hot and I was enjoying the way he was touching me. He said to me, "It can feel even better you know." I wasn't sure what he meant and I shrugged. He then proceeded to slide my briefs off of me while repositioning himself lower on the bed. "Are you ready?", he asked whispering. I again shrugged. He took my cock into his mouth. I was unable to move or make a sound. Not as a result of fear, rather as result of intense pure pleasure! He sucked me and licked me all over. It was incredible. Then he stopped. He moved back up the bed and said to me, "Your turn.". "Do it just like I did." He slowly slid down his shorts and his cocked kind of popped up from behind them. He grabbed my head by the hair and slowly pulled my face toward his cock. I felt it on my lips and it was sticky and leaking slime. I was hesitant. He whispered to me, "Don't you want to make me feel good too?". I trembled a bit and slowly opened my mouth allowing his bulbous slippery mushroom tip into my mouth. I opened wider and wider but still it stretched my mouth and pushed my tongue nearly into the back of my throat. I gasped for air as he began shoving his gooey rod in and out of my mouth. He held my face tightly as he thrust deeper and deeper into my neck. He began to softly moan and then it happened. He commenced to erupt in my mouth. The first hot squirt was more than I could hold and it began to run out of my mouth. He held my cheeks tightly together and sternly whispered, "Drink it...". I began to swallow down each spurt as he emptied himself into my belly. When he finished, he pulled out his still pulsing cock and rubbed it on my lips. He pushed the globs that I had spilled over my cheeks and face then back into my mouth. This was just the first of many lessons I would learn over the course of the next few years.  Rather than see it as a tragic span in my life, I've embraced it for had I not been touched I would have missed out on an entire world of pleasure. I had a few really good friends growing up and we would all take turns at each others houses sleeping over. There was normally 3 of us and when the parents of whoever's house we were at would go to sleep; we would sneak around and put in some kind of VHS porn and watch together. We started out just watching, then that led to jerking off in our sleeping bags solo. We would get more brave and brazen as the time went on and we would open our sleeping bags and show each other our cocks.