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This series is based loosely on my time going through middle school, high school and up until now. Mostly true, but somewhat enhanced.
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When you grow up next door to a guy your own age and know each other since you were both 2 years old and have been best friends forever having done all kinds of stuff together you're kind of like brothers. But not really like brothers because as horny young teens you tend to do crazy sexual shit that brothers usually don't do. (unless they're into incest). You both get to know each other so well that you can think alike, know what the other is thinking, and what he's going to do or say before it even happens.
That's how it is with myself and Ricky.
Since he is a bit short tempered, wild and somewhat crazy especially compared to myself, I've learned what to expect over the years. And so even though he stormed out of my car the other day in the midst of getting a blow job I know that he'll calm down in a bit and we'll still be best friends. We'll always be best friends.... no matter what the future holds for both of us. That's just the way it is. Always has been. Always will be.
So I just let him go off in a huff and go about my business. It's the best way to handle Ricky. And when he calms down he'll be back.
I've started meeting Tom after school every day to give him a ride home except when I stay after for track practice. I am not a "jock" by any stretch of the imagination and the coach talked me into joining the track team because they needed bodies. OR as he tells it, I've got long legs and am a natural for running and jumping. HAA..... hate to tell him but you need to have "talent" to excel at sports, not just have a certain body build. And when he told me I had to practice everyday I about quit right then. I hate track, I hate sports in general and was ready to quit.... until I went in the locker room for the first day of practice.
WHOA.... it became clear right away that this was WAY different that PE class during the regular school day. During regular PE, or "gym class" as some call it, yes I'm in the locker room with a bunch of teenage guys..... BUT the majority of them don't have nice bodies that interest me. They are average normal young guys who are overweight, still struggling with puberty and all the nice things that often come with that.... like acne, slow developing dicks and balls, not to mention left over baby fat instead of muscle. And personally they may be nice guys, but they are sexually inexperienced, timid and shy, not to mention naive. I mean WAY worse than I am.... or should I say "was" because in the past 6 months I think I am catching on quickly. Maybe not, but I feel like I am. While there are a few sexy lookin guys in regular gym class, I'd guess 95% of the guys don't interest me at all.
BUT when you join a sports team, it's a whole different story! I'd guess 3/4th the guys in the locker room have nice bods, could be described as hunks, studs or jocks, and many of them are aware of their sexuality and will often be strutting around the locker room naked. And I've noticed when they shower it's very different than normal gym class. In regular gym class, half the guys won't even shower at all, and the other half are lightning fast and can't get dressed fast enough. But after sports practice these athletic guys will shower slowly, showing off their stuff (without being obvious, but you KNOW that's what's going on) and then strut around the locker room naked talking about stuff like how their practice went, but mostly sex and girls along with constant gay jokes and insinuations. So yep, I am staying on the team for the eye candy!!!
Tom meanwhile decided to join the swim team. He seems like a natural at swimming. He has that nice pool at home, and the few times I was over his house for parties I noticed he is like a fish in water. And of course, the swim team wear...... yes, SPEEDOS!!!! :))
So I try to finish up with track before he finishes swim practice and head over to the pool to watch him finish while waiting to give him a blow jo...... oops, I mean give him a ride home. LOL
Seriously tho, I got it bad for Tom! His body is just to die for. Perfect in every way, at least to me. We all have different preferences. Ricky has a killer bod no doubt. As a wrestler he works out with weights every day, has tree trunk thighs, firm glutes, abs, defined pecs, big guns and bolder shoulders, AND he is more sexually crazy than Tom or I ever will be. BUT.... Tom has a special place in my heart dating back to early middle school the first time I saw his chest and those succulent nipples. It's thanks to Tom that I realized I like guys bodies.
Both those guys claim to be straight, but their willingness..... almost a desire, to have another guy suck them off daily makes me wonder. Sure they like girls (for now).... so do I. I occasionally will date girls, not for appearance sake since I am not out of the closet to most, but because I really like them. But most girls I do date are "tom-boys" or very athletic with firm bodies and even alittle muscle definition. Not female bodybuilders on steriods, but just slightly muscled and firm bodies, with small breasts so you can see their pectoral muscles. So clearly even tho they are girls, they have that "male" look to them that is what I really like.
This particular day I am sitting in the bleachers of the pool watching Tom finish up practice. He looks soo incredibly sexy in nothing but a small medium blue speedo. His clear skin slightly tan as it seems to naturally be all the time glistening wet with the pool water just adds to his looks. And his nipples seem to always be jutting out sitting atop those meaty pecs where there's always a drop of water hanging on the tip just capturing my eyes, making me oblivious to everything else going on around me. As the coach blew the whistle and signaled the end of practice Tom swam over to me, and ever so slowly lifted himself up out of the water not using the steps nearby. I swear he does things like that in slow motion because he knows that really gets to me. It's like he's teasing me or seducing me almost.
And if that wasn't enough, he strutted his stuff in a slow irresistible alluring saunter over toward where I was sitting knowing that he had my complete attention. He walked right up to me stopping a mere 2 feet away from where I was sitting. No towel still dripping wet, his skin shimmering looking hot as ever. I swear I even noticed his cock ever so slightly chubbed up just a little to grab my attention.... as if THAT was necessary. It was hard to miss with me sitting in the bleachers on the bottom row and him standing right there in front of me his cock was at eye level.
As I looked up toward his face, tearing my gaze away from his speedo covered lump my eyes soaked in his abs, his cute inny belly button, his muscular chest and finally looking him in the eyes, he smirked as he looked down at me and asked, "Do you like what you see?"
"Hell YES!.......... and you know it!"
"Well let me quick rinse off the chlorine pool water and I'll be right out and we can go."
"I'll be out in the lobby waiting. Don't take too long, I might lose interest." I said jokingly.
"HAA.... I seriously doubt that. I recognize that hungry look of yours." he said as he headed toward the showers.
Sitting in the lobby waiting I wondered, could he really see a look of hunger on my face. I mean, did I really look like I was that horny and couldn't wait to gobble up his cock and the creamy cum that it shoots out like a firehose? IF so, could others see that too? Sometimes I worry too much.
True to his word he was quick as I watched him walking down the hallway. He had put on a pair of nylon basketball shorts, and it was obvious he was freeballing underneath. A risky choice considering what waits us once we get in my car. He did choose an extra-long t-shirt with the sleeves hacked off that at least hid his crotch if it became necessary.
"Are we ready?" I asked as I stood up and started walking with him toward the exit. The hallway after hours was empty and so he grabbed his cock and gave it a hearty squeeze saying "We" have been ready all day!
Once in my car we knew what we were there for, and what each of us wanted so no time was wasted. Tom slid his shorts easily down to his ankles and lifted his shirt up to show off his abs, just covering enough of his chest to tease me by hiding his nipples. He grabbed his semi hard cock and waved it back and forth bringing it to a full-blown hard-on. And that was all I needed to see as I leaned over and swirled my tongue around the head of his gorgeous cock before taking the whole head into my mouth and slurping on it like a lollipop. A nice big, tasty lollipop that leaks out this clear goo after I suck it a little while. Pre-cum is tastier than cum, and his is exceptional due to his diet, I guess.
Licking my way down the side of his shaft I was met by his hairless balls. And his balls were like his cock.... exceptional. They were smooth, not all crinkly and they were big and usually sat high up close to his body, kind of like he was always close to cumming. I sucked one into my mouth and bathed it with my tongue. No way I could fit both in my mouth at the same time. Something came over me wanting to suck and lick lower, hitting the area between his balls and his ass, but sitting in a car that wasn't going to happen. I'm not sure where that thought came from. I'd never really thought much about ass sex and all that goes with that part of a guy's body. The only thing I can figure is watching Ricky huff off earlier saying FUCK YOU, did kind of conjure up images of fucking in my mind.
Well..... maybe another time but right now I had a nice sized, thick hard dick in my hands that was throbbing like it wanted to get in my mouth.... a place I long for it to be. Tom has one of those perfect looking cocks. Smooth with one big vein running the underneath of it. And you could easily see his big cum tube, and when he cums you can not only see the tube flex and spasm as it fires out a volley of hot boy juice but you can actually feel it! Its head is like the size and shape of a plum, with a well defined ridge around it that is nice to lock my lips around and tighten down so nothing escapes. He's got a rather large piss slit that leaks out lots of pre-cum, and when it's time to fire the real stuff the slit opens up wide like it's getting ready to give birth. And when he cums.....boy does he shoot out a large load, and with amazing force!!!
So far every time we've been together he always starts off shooting in my mouth, which I love. But once I want to have him just paint my face and chest. There is so much cum I'd be covered in it. That'd be hot!
Enjoying the scent of his very essence I licked up the other side and did a hoover vacuum job on the head alone while stroking the shaft with my left hand, and let my right hand slide its way up under his shirt to his nipple. I rolled it around between my finger and thumb for a while before getting a bit more aggressive as Tom started breathing harder and getting fidgety. After a few minutes I started twisting it, causing pain but just mild pain and not real "Ouch that hurts pain". It definitely got Tom worked up no doubt.
With him getting all hot and bothered I started a slow but steady downward slide with my mouth. The hand on his shaft moved down to his balls and started fondling them while sucking and kept twisting his tittie the whole time. Eventually I slid my mouth all the way down and his cock head reached my throat.
"Oh fuck, you drive me crazy when you do this!" Tom groaned out. "SHIT THIS FEELS SOO GOOD!!!"
This was that magic moment when the tables turned as to who was in control.
I still don't know if Tom (or Ricky for that matter) have figured it out yet, but up until this point they have me under their spell. I am soo horny for their body, it's like I am crazy for it and willing to do almost anything to have it, touch it, lick and suck it. Everywhere too.... their arm pits, their feet, butt cheeks, ears, neck, back, but mostly their chest and nipples and of course their cocks and balls.
Fortunately, I've come to realize this and understand that despite my horny hunger for their sexy body I need to maintain some self-control, even if it's only a little bit. And the single thing that keeps my sanity throughout all this is that I figured out that once we reach the point where they start moaning, groaning and get flushed faced it's a sign that they have given up control. They might not realize it because at that point they are unable to think straight and are basically under my power. I just haven't got to the point where I know what or how to use this to my advantage. But I don't want to exploit it because I think it's better if they remain thinking that they are in control.
"GO DEEPER..... TAKE IT ALL" coaxed a horny Tom.
"MMMMMMMMMMMM MMMMMMMMMMMMMMM" was all I replied while thinking to myself 'In due time buddy.... if I'm feeling up to it LOL'.
The next thing I know Tom grabbed my hair and the back of my head and started trying to push me all the way down. I responded by squeezing his one ball that I was still stroking, not real hard but enough to make my point. Tom let up on my head and hair.
Still desperate to get into my throat he tried a different tactic by pleading with me.
"PLEEEEASE LET ME IN YOUR THROAT. IF YOU CAN. IT FEELS SOO INCREDIBLE. YOU DRIVE ME CRAZY WHEN YOU DO THAT."
"Really?" I asked playing dumb.
"OHHHHH PLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZZZZZZZZZZEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, YOU HAVE NO IDEA!!!!!"
"You're right, I don't have any idea I said" as I took a break to catch my breath, "but one of these days I hope to find out." and before that comment had time to register its implications, I engulfed his entire rod down to the entrance of my throat, paused for a brief moment, swallowed and as I did that his cock just slid right down into the entrance to my gullet. Each time I tried swallowing (which I couldn't really do with my throat stuffed full of a thick cock) it created a tightening grasp on his cock which judging by his animal sounds and his head tilted all the way back with his eyes rolled back in their sockets it was obviously driving him insane with lust.
"HOLY CRAP THAT FEELS SOOO GOOD!!!! YOU ARE SOO GOOD AT DOING THAT!!!! I LOVE IT!!!! DAMN IT'S GOOD!!!"
Tom couldn't tell that I smirked when I heard all that praise because it's hard to notice a smirk with a telephone pole down your throat.... but I did smirk.
"PLEEEEEEEEZZZZZZZZZZEEEEEEEEEEE LET ME CUM IN YOUR MOUTH......... OR YOUR THROAT........ PLEASE!!!!!!!!!!!!
"naa huh-uh" I mumbled as a no the best I could with my throat still stuffed full.
"OH COME ON PLEEEEEASE. IT'S SOO MUCH BETTER THAN PULLING OUT AT THE LAST SECOND."
Again I mumbled "naa-uhh"
Tom continued pleading, "Please I'll do anything you ask as a favor if you do this for me, PLEEEEZEEE I'M BEGGING YOU!"
I might have had a baseball bat shoved down my throat and was paying particular attention to breathing, something one needs to do on a fairly regular basis..... BUT I heard that bit about doing anything I ask as a favor. I know I heard that!!!!!
I started sliding my mouth back up until only the head was in my mouth, while letting go of his nipple so that both hands could massage his balls. Then after a few quick up and down motions I grabbed his hips to hang on for what was coming, and I slid all the way in one motion balls deep until his cock couldn't possibly be any deeper inside my body if he tried. Well or so I thought. I forgot that just before he shoots his cock tends to get even harder and the head seems to grow even bigger. And I could feel all that happen in my throat.
It's a surreal feeling having a part of another person's body deep inside yours. Especially when it's your throat. I mean there is a certain amount of trust involved because they could suffocate you if they wanted to.... or weren't careful. You're basically giving up your body, your life in essence, for their pleasure. But it also creates a bond that is hard to describe. You both become one. And there is no need to fear anything, unless you're with some crazed crackhead that doesn't even know you, because the person deep inside your body is feeling this connection also. And so there is a shared concern by both people.
After feeling the head swell in size, I felt his cock lurch and spasm before a burst of hot white teen boy baby batter started its journey up his cock tube and finally blasted out the slit opening with such force I never tasted a thing as it landed right in my stomach.
While this sounds ideal, it's not really. With his cock head in my throat, I can't swallow properly and his cum sort of coats the lining of my esophagus due to its slimy gooey consistency. Then the 2nd blast sticks to that a little bit. And the 3rd if you still have his cock in your throat, and so on. Especially if you cum with a huge load like Tom does. That's why most guys, including myself will let the guy shoot one shot, maybe two at the most while still lodged in his throat and then pull back and take the rest in his mouth so he can swallow each blast as it comes. And when you swallow properly the saliva will help a lot to wash the cum down your throat.
While I know this now, back in high school I was still learning, and on this particular day I tried taking Tom's entire load, which was a LOT all while his cock head remained lodged in my throat. By the time he was done shooting his large load straight into my stomach I was a wreck. I might have even passed out I don't remember, but I was coughing up a fit, had snot or cum not sure coming out my nose, my eyes were streaming tears, and I must have coughed up some of the cum as there was some on my face, chin and down my neck that I don't remember how it got there.
The good part of all this though was the concern that Tom showed. It showed me he genuinely cared about me and my well-being. He helped clean me up, got a bottled water out of my gym bag, and kept saying over and over how sorry he was.
I told him it's alright, just next time maybe pull back from my throat after the first blast, and finish in my mouth so I can swallow it better. I also learned from that experience that a glass of water after swallowing a load is helpful.
"Well just so you know that really did feel AWESOME!!! Even if it was messy for you, I really really appreciate that and I owe you big time." promised Tom.
I just let that promise slide by just responding "Yes you do" and at least for now that's all I said about that.
But believe me, I WILL remember it. And I will take him up on the payback in time.
After dropping Tom off at his house I headed home. Overall I was pleased with how things were going between myself and Tom, despite the messy mishap trying to take his entire huge load with his cock lodged deep in my throat. But really that wasn't his fault, nor was it mine actually. Chalk it up to a learning experience.
But now I need to catch up with Ricky and see where his head is at.
End part 18
to be continued.....