A boy's summer.
I was at summer camp. Summer camp, when I was a kid, meant getting sent off to the mountains with a bunch of other kids. Usually not kids I knew, also. Tons of kids, supervised by a few "Adults" of various ages. I will not say how old I was, but I was insatiable. My sexual appetite and need had peaked. My need for release and orgasms felt overwhelming, and at times, unbarable. As it was back then, the camp was not co-ed, it was all just other boys. Like me, sexually charged and horny. I liked girls, but I knew that some boys liked other boys, too.
One of the shower cabins had several separate stalls. As luck would have it, the light above the stall on the end had gone out. I did not think anything of it, until I met James...
It was a feeling, a look that lasted just a little bit too long. Somehow, I knew that he was one of those boys. Maybe he could sense it in me too? Somehow, we agreed to meet late at night. I remember it seemed innocent, but perhaps with hopes of more. Perhaps not wanting to fully let on about our true curiousities and desires.
Alone in the shower cabin, with only some light from the other stalls, I met James there. It seemed so easy to give into those desires, there in the dark. Stripping out of our clothes, our eyes washed over each other. Young, lean and fit, I was taken by how appealing he looked nude and by how unexpectedly, and overwhelmingly drawn to his cock I felt. So naive, yet so aroused. There was no hiding it now, we both became hard just being nude together. Maybe it was the anticipation, maybe we just were turned on by other nude boys and their cocks.
He turned, his ass now towards me, small, firm and even cute! It wasn't his first time, that seemed obvious. I guess I kind of liked that. He reached behind himself, taking a cheek in each hand and pulled himself open. Exposing his surprisingly sexy, little hole. His opening was right there, so delicate and so accessible. Nothing like the adult magazines I had snuck looks at before, where the women had big, fat butts, that hid their holes. James's asshole was so exposed and inviting! Wet from the shower water, I ran my finger tips over it. I guess primal need won out over nerves and gender roles.
He bent over slightly and with a soft whisper said, "Stick it in me." Two teen boys, giving into their curious and lusty urges. We seemed to fit together perfectly. My cock's tip touched his asshole, then pushed inside. It felt so good! He... felt so good! I held his hips, lightly at first, then harder, increasing as my orgasm built. His sounds, soft, Mmmph, Mmmph's with each thrust of my hard dick. I couldn't believe I was fucking! Every boy's dream, being a boy or girl didn't seem to matter anymore. The pleasure, his warm, tight hole wrapped around me. Those wet, slapping sounds as we crashed into each other. Were are balls slapping,too? Why did that turn me on? Yes, yes, I felt it build. I didn't stop, I couldn't control it. That intense sensation rocked me as I spilled my semen into him.
Now that it was his turn, I would like to say that I did it just because, but truthfully, I was so curious. There in the quiet, dimmly lit shower, I turned for him and put my hands in my cheeks, like he had. Spreading myself, exposing myself, offering myself. I felt hs touch, a finger tip against me, rubbing me. Looking back, he knew. He knew I would be too tight, too nervous. Swirlling his finger tip around and along my opening, made me open up for him. When he pushed it inside, it took my breath away. Painfully tight, his breath in my ear was reassuring. I began to want him, so! I felt his head on the back of my shoulder, his lips brushig my neck. His finger sunk deeper into me, then another. Were they words that came out of my mouth of simply, horny thoughts in my head? "Put it in me!" and "I want your dick!"
My eyes widened, the firm head of his cock pressed against me, pushing into me. Impossibly huge, he felt, I thought, "No way," and then he was in me. My mouth gaped and I inhaled sharpely. It hurt so bad, but still being fucked was kind of erotic and exciting. Gripping me, getting off on me. Strangely, I still wanted his cum, I wanted him to cum. I felt him bang against me, then let out an "Aaaah," sound! So loud, I was afraid someone would of heard. He held, still, silent and listened. The whole time I coud feel his hard dick pulse and spurt inside me.
As we dressed, he said softly, "It gets so much better." He had to know how sore I felt. Still though, somehow I already felt a craving. Was it the act or was their some sort of power in having felt him cum inside me?
Was it a kind of puppy love or just lust. Was it simply because of the pleasure and the way he could make me feel or was it something more. The knowing looks, the anticipation. I was surprised to discover how much I enjoyed pleasing him and getting him off, too. Again, just lust or something more? My orgasms were incredible, yet there was a thrill and satisfaction in making, and seeing, him cum, too.
Finding any chance we could to sneak off, we gave into our insatiable and over powering urges. Behind a tree, I pulled down my shorts and he slid to his knees. Sliding his hands down my sides and thighs made my whole body tingle. Tingle at his touch, before trembling when his mouth wrapped around my cock. Such urgency and lusty need, he sucked me hard, desperate to get me off or to get my cum? Maybe both, because I did the same for him. I didn't think twice. My mouth seemed to crave him. Maybe it was the fear of getting caught, maybe that chance added to the excitement, the urgency, but we both cam so quick. We both shot our loads into each other's mouths. Rushing back before we were missed, tasting his cum, feeling it in my throat made me feel wonderfully, light headed.
The reality of it all did not set in til later. It was all a bit of a frenzy of young, raging hormones and curious, sexual need. Behind a cabin, we touched each other through our shorts, breathing heavy, almost giddy. So instantly hard to his touch, I remember the thrill of touching him, also. Pulling on him, stroking him though the material. Instinctively, I seemed to always be trying to make him cum. I guess we both did that! Slowly, naturally, our faces moved closer. Touching each other, we kissed on the lips, it just seemed so right. I don't know what words to use, except that it was, "Electric." Breathless, we agreed, "Meet me later," then another quick, soft kiss before trying to hide our erections and running back.
That shower, that wonderful shower. It seemed our own little, horny world. James was right, although still sore, my ass wanted to be filled again. It, I, seemed empty without cock it. It seemed to crave it, be hungry for it. Holding myself open for him, stretching my hole, my eyes rolled back when I felt his stiff dick enter me. I could feel myself smile even. I was so hard as held my waist and rammed into me with his dick. I even felt like I could come. Yes, he was so very right, just as he said, it did get so much better! It seemed like only seconds after touching myself, I came hard all over the shower floor. I could feel myself squeezing down on his cock with each of my cumming shooting pulses. So tightly wrapped around him, he came too. We came together! I felt his powerful streams fill my ass and my own cock drip.
Towards the end of the trip, a camp advisor called me into the advisor's cabin. I had not seen James all day and I was fearful of what this all meant. He asked about us and insinuated that he knew what we had been doing. Looking back, it is all so clear. He knew what he wanted from the start. It was the old, "Well, if you don't want me to tell...," kind of line. Everything had really just been a blur, whirl wind of fucking, cumming, of ass, cock, cum and sex. This was just more of the same wonderful, amazing dream of a summer. All to quickly, all too eagerly maybe, I was nude with him, giving into and exploring his lusts. A man's lust and urges, it seemed, were not much different than a boy's, maybe even kinkier.
I sensed him kneeling behind me. My hands, instinctively now, held my cheeks open for him. I could hear his lusty sigh and groan at seeing my young, tight hole. My cock had started to swell already, knowing the erotic pleasure to come. His hands replaced mine, excitedly gripping and squeezing and kneading my ass. With a moan, he pushed his face into me and I felt his tongue. I felt the pleasure of getting rimmed. I felt the pleasure of a horny, greedy man's lust. With his hands as a guide, I bent over for him and he sucked on my tight balls. I closed my eyes, I felt my cock begin to drip. I wanted to feel him deep inside me. I don't know why, but at that time, nothing seemed off limits. I didn't view it or even totally grasp the concept of it all being so very gay. It was just pleasure, it was just sex and curiousity.
I turned around, gripped his hard cock, and went down on him. His grunts and moans, such a turn on. I had learned quickly how to pleasure and excite cock. It may sound strange, but it just seemed to come so naturally. I licked it and stroked it and sucked it. Feeling every sexy curve, every manly vein and made it wet with saliva. I knew what he wanted. I wanted it, too. I got on all fours, there on the cabin floor. My little ass in the air, I said, "Stick it in me." Thank you James for your words!
There was no denying his urge, as he quickly stuffed his hard dick into me. Again, James was so right. I never thought, at first, how amazing this could feel! Manly hands gripping me, manly need filling me. So excited, so turned on, so overcome with a young, tight ass, he came and I felt his warm semen shot into me. I wanted to come, I wanted to stroke myself off feeling his jizz flood into me, but I also knew I had to give him everything in order to keep our secret. I knew the need and deisre fo cock! I knew he would have it too and know the intoxicating allure of tasting cum. When he pulled out of me, I rolled onto my back and pulled him towards my pre cum covered cock. Yes, this was exactly what he wanted. "Yes," I said out loud as his eager lips and mouth touched me. Fuck, it felt so good, a knowing, passionate, older mouth! With his cum now beginning to leak out of me (Strange how sexy that feels!) he sucked me off and made me shake with pleasure. I actually had the thought, "I wonder if there are any more advisors around!"
Just minutes later, alone, behind the trees, I told James what had happened and we started to kiss. I had discovered what a turn on kissing him was. I also now discovered how exciting telling someone about me getting fucked was. It was obviously a huge turn on for him, too! Snaking his hand under my shorts, he felt my wet, cum soaked and sore asshole as I pulled out his hard, raging dick. Just so young and insatiable! His cock felt so good, so warm, so impossibly hard! "You make me want to cum again!" I told him as he sank his finger deeper into me. I pushed down my shorts for him and he went to his knees. I came again, just for him, straight into his mouth, as he finger fucked me! Legs shaking and spent, I braced myself against a tree and he fucked my cum lubed hole.
As you might of guessed, the camp advisor wasn't nearly done with me yet, either. The very next day, in fact. My young cock stirred everytime he looked at me and obviously he now knew that I could keep our secret. When he called me back to the advisor's cabin a second time, I think I almost ran there! His lust for my young body and cock surprised me as he devoured my dick, licking and sucking it til I came in his mouth. Gosh, everything really was just such a blur. I had become so bold in my desires and in my lusts, I said, "Let me make you cum now!" Just as bold, he responded, "I want to cum on your face." I'm sure I had the biggest smile! Can you imagine? It was such a different time in the 70's! I eagerly licked his balls, as he had asked me to, until he stroked himself off, shooting white sticky cum all over my face. Such a kinky fucker, he then ran his fingers through it and wiped it across my lips and pushed them in my mouth! He surely must of thought he had hit the young man, sexual jackpot! He stood and I lingered closely, I wanted to feel his lips on mine. So easily and naturally, we began to kissas I took his cock out and stroked him. He was already so wonderfully hard! Lost in the lusts of it all, lost in our kiss, I asked him if he wanted me to suck him or if he wanted to fuck me.
On the bus ride home, James put his jacket over his lap and pulled his cock out under it. Slowly, casually, he took my hand and put it under the jacket, too. Feeling him, touching him, my pulse raced and I became so hard, also. The excitement of possibly getting caught, the excitement of so many other boys being so close by! An intoxicating mix of lust and danger. James could make me feel so light headed. Cock, made me feel so light headed. I looked at his face. He tried to play it off, tried to look casual, but I could tell hisworldwas spinning, too. As he neared orgasm, just so turned on about being jerked off in public, he began to tremble. Eyes closed, mouth open, head back, he released in silence, coating my fingers with his sticky fluid. It was so incredibly erotic! When he put the jacket over on my lap, I felt the strongest urge to kiss him. The urge and desire to feel his tongue in my mouth! Of course, I could not, that is probably why I wanted it so! His expert fingers soon had me trembling, too. My legs shook and I gripped the bus seat in the grip of an orgasm. When he casually brought his cum soaked fingers to his lips, I almost gasped! With a sly smile, he wiped them across his lips. Just as I had told him the advisor had done to me!
Finally, at home, I knew my world would now be very different. How could I deny myself those pleasures and feelings? How could I deny how strong and amazing they were? Luckily, thankfully, horny boys were not had to find and soon a new adventure started.
At first, he just wanted his dick sucked and I was all too happy to help. An older, neighbor boy from down the street, no one thought anything of it when I started going over to his house. With no one else there, he sat back against the head board of his bed, not sure what to do next. He was more nervous than I was! Empowered, driven by my need and lusts, I said, "Here, just lay down." I knew exactly what to do! I reached for his pants zipper, but let my hand graze across his cock, knowing full well how good that would feel to him. Knowing that feeling someone touch his cock would eliminate any doubts he might have. I heard him breath in sharply and gasp! So hungry for dick, maybe even confidently, I pulled open his zipper and tugged down on his pants. Now, I was the one to gasp! His freed cock, thick and heavy, flopped and layed on his thigh. I could feel my eyes widen and my mouth begin to water! I guess I really had become cock crazy. Feeling his dick swell under my lips thrilled me! I wanted it in my mouth so badly! Easily the biggest cock of my young life, I wondered, I imagined taking it in my ass. I had felt the pleasures before, held myself open and been amazingly fucked, but his girthy cock almost struck fear in me!
I wanted all I could get, so greedy for dick. My outstretched mouth moved up and down him and felt him bang against the back of my throat. My eyes watered as I tried to push past that point and throat him! I heard myself make loud sucking noises, I heard myself moan out in lust. Using all the skills I had learned at camp, I caressed his balls, stroking them, milking them, getting his orgasm to build!
I could hear his breathing and feel his muscles tensing. I knew he might be close, I only sucked him harder and faster, desperate to feel him shoot in my mouth! His fingers gripped his bedding. What a thrill to make him feel this good! His head turned side to side. My own cock throbbed in anticipation. Then I felt that incredible release, so addicting! That amazing feeling came over me, a mix of euphoria and intoxication, as I tasted his sperm. Eagerly, greedily, I swallowed it down, gulp after gulp, and never took his cock out of my mouth. I sucked him, as he shook and trembled, til his big dick went soft.
He looked down, his eyes glassy, he looked drunk. "Wow," he said, "Is there anything I can do for you?" His sly smile told me that he was cock curious, too. Just as I had been. I simply said back with my own smile, "I have some ideas."
One of the shower cabins had several separate stalls. As luck would have it, the light above the stall on the end had gone out. I did not think anything of it, until I met James...
It was a feeling, a look that lasted just a little bit too long. Somehow, I knew that he was one of those boys. Maybe he could sense it in me too? Somehow, we agreed to meet late at night. I remember it seemed innocent, but perhaps with hopes of more. Perhaps not wanting to fully let on about our true curiousities and desires.
Alone in the shower cabin, with only some light from the other stalls, I met James there. It seemed so easy to give into those desires, there in the dark. Stripping out of our clothes, our eyes washed over each other. Young, lean and fit, I was taken by how appealing he looked nude and by how unexpectedly, and overwhelmingly drawn to his cock I felt. So naive, yet so aroused. There was no hiding it now, we both became hard just being nude together. Maybe it was the anticipation, maybe we just were turned on by other nude boys and their cocks.
He turned, his ass now towards me, small, firm and even cute! It wasn't his first time, that seemed obvious. I guess I kind of liked that. He reached behind himself, taking a cheek in each hand and pulled himself open. Exposing his surprisingly sexy, little hole. His opening was right there, so delicate and so accessible. Nothing like the adult magazines I had snuck looks at before, where the women had big, fat butts, that hid their holes. James's asshole was so exposed and inviting! Wet from the shower water, I ran my finger tips over it. I guess primal need won out over nerves and gender roles.
He bent over slightly and with a soft whisper said, "Stick it in me." Two teen boys, giving into their curious and lusty urges. We seemed to fit together perfectly. My cock's tip touched his asshole, then pushed inside. It felt so good! He... felt so good! I held his hips, lightly at first, then harder, increasing as my orgasm built. His sounds, soft, Mmmph, Mmmph's with each thrust of my hard dick. I couldn't believe I was fucking! Every boy's dream, being a boy or girl didn't seem to matter anymore. The pleasure, his warm, tight hole wrapped around me. Those wet, slapping sounds as we crashed into each other. Were are balls slapping,too? Why did that turn me on? Yes, yes, I felt it build. I didn't stop, I couldn't control it. That intense sensation rocked me as I spilled my semen into him.
Now that it was his turn, I would like to say that I did it just because, but truthfully, I was so curious. There in the quiet, dimmly lit shower, I turned for him and put my hands in my cheeks, like he had. Spreading myself, exposing myself, offering myself. I felt hs touch, a finger tip against me, rubbing me. Looking back, he knew. He knew I would be too tight, too nervous. Swirlling his finger tip around and along my opening, made me open up for him. When he pushed it inside, it took my breath away. Painfully tight, his breath in my ear was reassuring. I began to want him, so! I felt his head on the back of my shoulder, his lips brushig my neck. His finger sunk deeper into me, then another. Were they words that came out of my mouth of simply, horny thoughts in my head? "Put it in me!" and "I want your dick!"
My eyes widened, the firm head of his cock pressed against me, pushing into me. Impossibly huge, he felt, I thought, "No way," and then he was in me. My mouth gaped and I inhaled sharpely. It hurt so bad, but still being fucked was kind of erotic and exciting. Gripping me, getting off on me. Strangely, I still wanted his cum, I wanted him to cum. I felt him bang against me, then let out an "Aaaah," sound! So loud, I was afraid someone would of heard. He held, still, silent and listened. The whole time I coud feel his hard dick pulse and spurt inside me.
As we dressed, he said softly, "It gets so much better." He had to know how sore I felt. Still though, somehow I already felt a craving. Was it the act or was their some sort of power in having felt him cum inside me?
Was it a kind of puppy love or just lust. Was it simply because of the pleasure and the way he could make me feel or was it something more. The knowing looks, the anticipation. I was surprised to discover how much I enjoyed pleasing him and getting him off, too. Again, just lust or something more? My orgasms were incredible, yet there was a thrill and satisfaction in making, and seeing, him cum, too.
Finding any chance we could to sneak off, we gave into our insatiable and over powering urges. Behind a tree, I pulled down my shorts and he slid to his knees. Sliding his hands down my sides and thighs made my whole body tingle. Tingle at his touch, before trembling when his mouth wrapped around my cock. Such urgency and lusty need, he sucked me hard, desperate to get me off or to get my cum? Maybe both, because I did the same for him. I didn't think twice. My mouth seemed to crave him. Maybe it was the fear of getting caught, maybe that chance added to the excitement, the urgency, but we both cam so quick. We both shot our loads into each other's mouths. Rushing back before we were missed, tasting his cum, feeling it in my throat made me feel wonderfully, light headed.
The reality of it all did not set in til later. It was all a bit of a frenzy of young, raging hormones and curious, sexual need. Behind a cabin, we touched each other through our shorts, breathing heavy, almost giddy. So instantly hard to his touch, I remember the thrill of touching him, also. Pulling on him, stroking him though the material. Instinctively, I seemed to always be trying to make him cum. I guess we both did that! Slowly, naturally, our faces moved closer. Touching each other, we kissed on the lips, it just seemed so right. I don't know what words to use, except that it was, "Electric." Breathless, we agreed, "Meet me later," then another quick, soft kiss before trying to hide our erections and running back.
That shower, that wonderful shower. It seemed our own little, horny world. James was right, although still sore, my ass wanted to be filled again. It, I, seemed empty without cock it. It seemed to crave it, be hungry for it. Holding myself open for him, stretching my hole, my eyes rolled back when I felt his stiff dick enter me. I could feel myself smile even. I was so hard as held my waist and rammed into me with his dick. I even felt like I could come. Yes, he was so very right, just as he said, it did get so much better! It seemed like only seconds after touching myself, I came hard all over the shower floor. I could feel myself squeezing down on his cock with each of my cumming shooting pulses. So tightly wrapped around him, he came too. We came together! I felt his powerful streams fill my ass and my own cock drip.
Towards the end of the trip, a camp advisor called me into the advisor's cabin. I had not seen James all day and I was fearful of what this all meant. He asked about us and insinuated that he knew what we had been doing. Looking back, it is all so clear. He knew what he wanted from the start. It was the old, "Well, if you don't want me to tell...," kind of line. Everything had really just been a blur, whirl wind of fucking, cumming, of ass, cock, cum and sex. This was just more of the same wonderful, amazing dream of a summer. All to quickly, all too eagerly maybe, I was nude with him, giving into and exploring his lusts. A man's lust and urges, it seemed, were not much different than a boy's, maybe even kinkier.
I sensed him kneeling behind me. My hands, instinctively now, held my cheeks open for him. I could hear his lusty sigh and groan at seeing my young, tight hole. My cock had started to swell already, knowing the erotic pleasure to come. His hands replaced mine, excitedly gripping and squeezing and kneading my ass. With a moan, he pushed his face into me and I felt his tongue. I felt the pleasure of getting rimmed. I felt the pleasure of a horny, greedy man's lust. With his hands as a guide, I bent over for him and he sucked on my tight balls. I closed my eyes, I felt my cock begin to drip. I wanted to feel him deep inside me. I don't know why, but at that time, nothing seemed off limits. I didn't view it or even totally grasp the concept of it all being so very gay. It was just pleasure, it was just sex and curiousity.
I turned around, gripped his hard cock, and went down on him. His grunts and moans, such a turn on. I had learned quickly how to pleasure and excite cock. It may sound strange, but it just seemed to come so naturally. I licked it and stroked it and sucked it. Feeling every sexy curve, every manly vein and made it wet with saliva. I knew what he wanted. I wanted it, too. I got on all fours, there on the cabin floor. My little ass in the air, I said, "Stick it in me." Thank you James for your words!
There was no denying his urge, as he quickly stuffed his hard dick into me. Again, James was so right. I never thought, at first, how amazing this could feel! Manly hands gripping me, manly need filling me. So excited, so turned on, so overcome with a young, tight ass, he came and I felt his warm semen shot into me. I wanted to come, I wanted to stroke myself off feeling his jizz flood into me, but I also knew I had to give him everything in order to keep our secret. I knew the need and deisre fo cock! I knew he would have it too and know the intoxicating allure of tasting cum. When he pulled out of me, I rolled onto my back and pulled him towards my pre cum covered cock. Yes, this was exactly what he wanted. "Yes," I said out loud as his eager lips and mouth touched me. Fuck, it felt so good, a knowing, passionate, older mouth! With his cum now beginning to leak out of me (Strange how sexy that feels!) he sucked me off and made me shake with pleasure. I actually had the thought, "I wonder if there are any more advisors around!"
Just minutes later, alone, behind the trees, I told James what had happened and we started to kiss. I had discovered what a turn on kissing him was. I also now discovered how exciting telling someone about me getting fucked was. It was obviously a huge turn on for him, too! Snaking his hand under my shorts, he felt my wet, cum soaked and sore asshole as I pulled out his hard, raging dick. Just so young and insatiable! His cock felt so good, so warm, so impossibly hard! "You make me want to cum again!" I told him as he sank his finger deeper into me. I pushed down my shorts for him and he went to his knees. I came again, just for him, straight into his mouth, as he finger fucked me! Legs shaking and spent, I braced myself against a tree and he fucked my cum lubed hole.
As you might of guessed, the camp advisor wasn't nearly done with me yet, either. The very next day, in fact. My young cock stirred everytime he looked at me and obviously he now knew that I could keep our secret. When he called me back to the advisor's cabin a second time, I think I almost ran there! His lust for my young body and cock surprised me as he devoured my dick, licking and sucking it til I came in his mouth. Gosh, everything really was just such a blur. I had become so bold in my desires and in my lusts, I said, "Let me make you cum now!" Just as bold, he responded, "I want to cum on your face." I'm sure I had the biggest smile! Can you imagine? It was such a different time in the 70's! I eagerly licked his balls, as he had asked me to, until he stroked himself off, shooting white sticky cum all over my face. Such a kinky fucker, he then ran his fingers through it and wiped it across my lips and pushed them in my mouth! He surely must of thought he had hit the young man, sexual jackpot! He stood and I lingered closely, I wanted to feel his lips on mine. So easily and naturally, we began to kissas I took his cock out and stroked him. He was already so wonderfully hard! Lost in the lusts of it all, lost in our kiss, I asked him if he wanted me to suck him or if he wanted to fuck me.
On the bus ride home, James put his jacket over his lap and pulled his cock out under it. Slowly, casually, he took my hand and put it under the jacket, too. Feeling him, touching him, my pulse raced and I became so hard, also. The excitement of possibly getting caught, the excitement of so many other boys being so close by! An intoxicating mix of lust and danger. James could make me feel so light headed. Cock, made me feel so light headed. I looked at his face. He tried to play it off, tried to look casual, but I could tell hisworldwas spinning, too. As he neared orgasm, just so turned on about being jerked off in public, he began to tremble. Eyes closed, mouth open, head back, he released in silence, coating my fingers with his sticky fluid. It was so incredibly erotic! When he put the jacket over on my lap, I felt the strongest urge to kiss him. The urge and desire to feel his tongue in my mouth! Of course, I could not, that is probably why I wanted it so! His expert fingers soon had me trembling, too. My legs shook and I gripped the bus seat in the grip of an orgasm. When he casually brought his cum soaked fingers to his lips, I almost gasped! With a sly smile, he wiped them across his lips. Just as I had told him the advisor had done to me!
Finally, at home, I knew my world would now be very different. How could I deny myself those pleasures and feelings? How could I deny how strong and amazing they were? Luckily, thankfully, horny boys were not had to find and soon a new adventure started.
At first, he just wanted his dick sucked and I was all too happy to help. An older, neighbor boy from down the street, no one thought anything of it when I started going over to his house. With no one else there, he sat back against the head board of his bed, not sure what to do next. He was more nervous than I was! Empowered, driven by my need and lusts, I said, "Here, just lay down." I knew exactly what to do! I reached for his pants zipper, but let my hand graze across his cock, knowing full well how good that would feel to him. Knowing that feeling someone touch his cock would eliminate any doubts he might have. I heard him breath in sharply and gasp! So hungry for dick, maybe even confidently, I pulled open his zipper and tugged down on his pants. Now, I was the one to gasp! His freed cock, thick and heavy, flopped and layed on his thigh. I could feel my eyes widen and my mouth begin to water! I guess I really had become cock crazy. Feeling his dick swell under my lips thrilled me! I wanted it in my mouth so badly! Easily the biggest cock of my young life, I wondered, I imagined taking it in my ass. I had felt the pleasures before, held myself open and been amazingly fucked, but his girthy cock almost struck fear in me!
I wanted all I could get, so greedy for dick. My outstretched mouth moved up and down him and felt him bang against the back of my throat. My eyes watered as I tried to push past that point and throat him! I heard myself make loud sucking noises, I heard myself moan out in lust. Using all the skills I had learned at camp, I caressed his balls, stroking them, milking them, getting his orgasm to build!
I could hear his breathing and feel his muscles tensing. I knew he might be close, I only sucked him harder and faster, desperate to feel him shoot in my mouth! His fingers gripped his bedding. What a thrill to make him feel this good! His head turned side to side. My own cock throbbed in anticipation. Then I felt that incredible release, so addicting! That amazing feeling came over me, a mix of euphoria and intoxication, as I tasted his sperm. Eagerly, greedily, I swallowed it down, gulp after gulp, and never took his cock out of my mouth. I sucked him, as he shook and trembled, til his big dick went soft.
He looked down, his eyes glassy, he looked drunk. "Wow," he said, "Is there anything I can do for you?" His sly smile told me that he was cock curious, too. Just as I had been. I simply said back with my own smile, "I have some ideas."
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