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Erics Day At The Race
It was going to be another hot August day. My buddies and I had been planning this trip for months. We were off to see a NASCAR race and we had left early in the morning so we could get to the track in time to get a decent parking spot. My name is Eric. I'm 21 years old. I have blond hair, blue eyes and I'm 6'2" and weigh in at 170 lbs.
As we approached the race track, we all collectively decided that we hadn't left early enough. We were still 2 miles away and traffic was at a stand still. We could see an endless line of cars trying to get into the track and hoards of people walking along the side of the road, apparently deciding to park farther out. As we were deciding what we were going to do, an old geezer came up to my window and motioned for me to roll it down.
"Hey, if you boys want to park in my field, I have one spot left over there by that RV. 5 bucks is all it'll cost you."
I looked at my buds and said what the hell and pulled off the road into the old guys' field. Our parking spot was way in the back of the field about 300 yards off the road with a stand of tall pine trees to our back. I was thinking this was pretty good, my truck would be in the shade most of the day which would keep it relatively cool by the time the race was done. We were parked next to an RV with a tall antenna which had the flag of the owner's favorite race team blowing in the light wind.
We started the long trek to the track, almost 2 miles away. When I looked at my watch, I saw we were barely going to make it to our seats in time for the race to start. We picked up the pace a little and finally got our tickets punched and made our way through the huge crowd to our seats. We sat down and took a rest. The cars were just being pushed into the starting position, so I knew the race was going to start anytime. I had just turned 21 the month before, so I was looking forward to a great day filled with sweat and beer! The temperature was already climbing, it was probably 90 degrees. I took off my shirt and decided I might as well work on my tan. Now I'm no body builder or anything, but I'm proud of my body. I spent a pretty good amount of time at the gym, so I was toned but not bulging. I had been spending a lot of time working on my abs and the first signs of a 6 pack were just starting to show. It was hard work getting all that baby fat or whatever to go away and today I was going to enjoy the fruits of my labor. I hate a lot of body hair and luckily I don't have hardly any. I was a real late bloomer, not hitting puberty until I was almost 17. It was a source of distress when I was in High School because I had like 10 pubes when I turned 17 and I was pretty active in sports. It was quite a trick always being the first or last one in the locker room so that no one would see me and my hairless body. But I digress. Suffice it to say that I had a little hair under my arms, a pretty light dusting on my legs and when my pubes finally came in, I didn't really care anymore and so now I keep them trimmed up tight. Having blond hair makes it even less visible. Anyway, with my shirt off and the sun beating down and the race about to start the only thing that would make things just right was an ice cold beer. I instinctively put my hand to my back pocket and realized with horror that I left my wallet in my truck. While it held all my money, more importantly, it held my sacred ID which would get me my beer. After a few choice words, I realized I was going to have to go back to the truck and get it. I told my buddies and began the long trek back to the truck.
By the time I got to the road leading to my truck, the road was deserted. I heard the unmistakable sound of high performance engines starting up and revving like only NASCAR engines sound. I shot out a few more choice words, realizing I was going to miss the start of the race. I trudged on and about a mile away from the track, I hear the race start. Damn it! The start is the best part. After a few more minutes of walking, I could see the RV and the flag on the antenna. Not a soul was in sight as I started walking across the field. As I got closer to the RV and my truck, I noticed a boy standing next to the RV and looking in the window. He had his shirt off and had it tucked in the back of his cargo shorts, which were baggy as hell and looked like they were going to fall off at any moment. Why they wear their pants like that, I've never figured out. Anyway, I couldn't see what he was looking at but it sure had his undivided attention. I thought he might be thinking of breaking into the RV, so I crouched down between the rows of cars and made my way sort of duck walking to my truck. When I got there, I rolled under my truck so I could look out and see what this kid was doing. There was fairly loud music coming from the RV, so I was less concerned about him breaking in and was now just curious what he was doing. He looked like a typical kid , sort of a thick peach fuzz on his legs, which were right in front of my face. Looking up at him from my prone position, I could see he didn't have any hair under his arms so I figured he was about 14 maybe 15. He had sort of brown curly hair that fell into his eyes every once in a while and kind of pouty lips.
He was looking into the RV with a stare that was unbroken. I'm not even sure if I saw him blink. I was really, really curious to know what he was looking at. All of a sudden, his hand moved over to his crotch and he starts rubbing. I couldn't believe it, I was laying not more than 2 feet away from him but because I was under my truck, he couldn't see me; not that he would have noticed so intent on the RV's window he was. He was slowly rubbing his cock and I could see a slight bulge in his shorts. He stood there rubbing himself for a good 2 minutes when he finally broke eye contact with the RV. He looked around to make sure he was still alone and after doing a complete 360 degree scan, he decided he was. He looked back into the RV and started rubbing himself again but after only about 30 seconds, he lifted his hand, put it down his boxers and started rubbing again. I could see from his sagging shorts that he was wearing a pair of Sponge Bob Square Pants boxers, since the waistband of his shorts was riding about half way down his bubble butt. Now, I've always considered myself straight. I experimented just a little with friends when I was younger, back when none of us had pubes and so we weren't embarrassed; but that was 7 or 8 years ago and nothing had even crossed my mind since then. Watching this kid rub himself was making me horny as hell and I turned from my stomach onto my side and started rubbing myself too. The kid continued to stare at the RV and then all of a sudden, he looked around again. Seeing he was alone, he hooked his thumbs on either side of his boxers and with a yank, the boxers and his shorts were around his ankles. HOLY SHIT, I thought. Here was a 14 or 15 year old gorgeous boy standing buck naked right in front of me. His boxers and shorts were literally 10 inches away and I could smell that unmistakable musty boy smell coming from them. He was yanking on a 5 or 6 inch cut cock that was really thin but had a large mushroom head that was so purple, I thought he was cutting off the blood supply. But that cock was hard as a rock, no problems with blood supply there. He had a thin whisp of pubes, maybe a few dozen which reminded me of myself not that long ago. His nut sack was not quite free hanging, but it wasn't up against his body either and completely bald. He was taking long, slow strokes all the while not losing any eye contact with the RV window. At this point, I could have cared less what was going on inside the RV, I was much more interested in what was going on right in front of me. He continued to stroke, every couple of minutes or so taking a look around to see if he was still alone. I, of course, was hard as steel and my hand had long ago slipped under my own boxers and I was stroking in rhythm with the kid. I was watching his cock intently, stroking myself when I saw a small drop of pre-cum emerge from the tip of his cock.
Something inside me snapped I guess, because all of a sudden I rolled out from under the truck and said "What is going on inside that RV that's got you all hot and bothered?" He immediately stopped what he was doing and cupped his dick and balls to hide them. He got a panicked look on his face and probably would have run far and fast had it not been for the boxers and shorts around his ankles preventing him from running.
I said, "I've been watching you for the last 10 minutes and I gotta tell you, you've got me horny as hell."
"Y--Y--You've been wa--a--atching me?" he stammered.
"Yep, and I'm impressed as hell with what I see. Don't be embarrassed, I won't tell anyone; as a matter of fact I'd like to join you!" And with that, I hooked my own thumbs onto my boxers and dropped them and my shorts. My dick was rock hard, standing completely at attention throbbing and bobbing as I stood there next to him. I could see he really was embarrassed and didn't really think I was serious.
"What's in the RV that you've been looking at," I asked and turned and looked inside the RV. In an instant I saw what had him so hot and bothered. Inside the RV were 2 guys and a chick my age who were completely naked and having a 3 way. One guy was sucking the cock of the other guy who had his tongue up to his chin in the chick's pussy and she was sucking on the second guys pole. The kid standing next to me was sort of looking over my shoulder and when I looked back at him, I noticed he was hard as a rock again. I smiled at him and he gave me one of those crap eating grins and we both looked back into the RV. We were both standing there jacking off for about 3 minutes, neither one of us saying anything but breathing pretty hard. Inside the RV, the "performers" got up to change position, which caused us to drop down to a crouch.
"I'm Eric," I said.
"Robert's my name," he said.
"How old are you Robert?"
"14 but I turn 15 next month."
"I'm really glad you decided to jack off, because I've been horny for a while and now I have someone to jack off with," I told him.
"I was just walking by on my way to my grandpa's house when I heard some moaning and saw these guys going at it."
"Yeah, I must have gotten here right after you walked up because I saw you rubbing yourself through your shorts."
Right about then, he started to blush again and I said, "Hey, you've got nothing to be embarrassed about. Your dick is just the right size, you're starting to get pubes and since I saw you leak a little pre-cum, I think you probably can already cum. You are way ahead of me when I was your age."
"Serious? I thought I was a slow developer, most of my friends have way more hair than I do."
We heard some moaning coming from the RV, so we stood back up and saw that they were back at it. The chick was sitting on one guys face and he was probing her from pussy to ass hole. She was throwing her head around and around and pinching her nipples with her fingers. The second guy was sucking the first guy's dick while he was eating pussy. The second guy just opened up wide and took the first guys entire cock right down to the base. I looked at Robert and said "Holy Shit!" "Yeah, that's amazing," he mumbled.
We stood there stroking ourselves, sweating like crazy and not just from the hot sun. After watching the scene for maybe 2 or 3 minutes, I decided to be bold. Without taking my eyes off the RV, I reached down and started to touch Robert's nut sack. I was just lightly moving my fingers back and forth under his nuts and as he was stroking, his sack would move back and forth across my fingers. I kept staring straight ahead, not wanting to acknowledge what I was doing. I saw him look at me for a long moment and then, unbelievably, he turned and continued watching the show inside the RV. Emboldened by Robert's unspoken acceptance of what I was doing, I cupped his sack and really got a good feel for his nuts. They were about the size of big marbles, not the walnut size a fully developed boy would have, but they were great to hold anyway. We stood there, him jacking off, me jacking off and fondling his nuts and 2 guys and a girl getting it on in an RV.
After about 3 or 4 minutes of this, I decided to be bold again. I moved my hand up the inside of his leg and put my hand through his sparse pubes. I kind of held my hand pressed against his body, his hand coming in contact with the top of mine every time he stroked. I kept it there a few moments, looking at him out of the corner of my eye but he was totally focused on what was going on inside. I moved my hand down quickly and grabbed his shaft and started jacking him off. He looked over at me, surprised but it must have really felt good `cause he rolled his head back and let out a low moan. "Feel good, Robert," I asked? "
Oh, my God, it feels soooo good."
It felt good to me too. His cock was thin, but it was hard as steel. It was also hot; the warmth coming from his shaft was incredible. The skin was silky smooth and felt amazing. As I got to the top of my stroke, I brushed my finger across the back of his shaft near the head and was rewarded with his sharp intake of breath. On my next up stroke, I applied a little more pressure, like I was milking him and a large drop of pre-cum escaped his piss slit. On the down stroke, I brushed my finger across the drop and spread his lube across the back of his shaft. Now, he was lubricated and it made all the difference. His eyes were rolled up in the back of their sockets and his head was tilted back, his breathing heavy.
I stopped stroking and said, "How does that feel Robert?"
"Awesome, Eric. I've never felt anything like that before. Please don't stop," he begged.
I grabbed one of his hands, which were limp by his side and moved it over to my throbbing cock. I said, "Robert, I need a little help too. I'll help you out and you help me out, OK?"
"Ok, just don't stop." He grabbed my dick and started to stroke it. We stood there side by side jacking each other off, oblivious to anything else. After a few more moments, I again decided to be bold.
"Robert, do you want to feel something even better than this?"
"Better? Oh, man I don't think anything could be better than this."
While I stroked, I kneeled down in front of him and as I started my up stroke, I put the tip of my tongue just in front of my hand and lightly licked to the tip of his cock. I felt him shudder. As I began my down stroke, I took my tongue and flicked it across his piss slit and was rewarded with the taste of his pre-cum, which by now was almost a constant stream. He looked down at what I was doing with his eyes wide and a look of surprise on his face. Without waiting anymore, I cupped his ball sack in one hand and put my mouth on his cock and slid down his shaft with my mouth until my nose hit his soft, downy pubes. He gasped. I went back up his shaft, swirling my tongue around and up as I went until I reached the top, touched his piss slit with my tongue and went back down until my nose touched his wisps again. Up and down I went, swirling my tongue around, over, up and down. I felt him get even harder and I felt his sack, which were swaying back and forth up till now in my hand, go up close to his body.
I knew what was coming, or should I say cumming. I continued my sucking going up and down, round and round with my tongue until I felt him put his hands on my head and he tried to push me away. I let go of his nut sack, put a hand on each of his ass cheeks and literally pulled his cock further into my mouth until my lips were touching the base of his cock and I felt the tip of his shaft touch the back of my throat. I was furiously pumping my own cock and was close to cumming when I felt Robert let go and heard him gasp, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh." As soon as I felt his dick convulse, I backed off a bit and swirled my tongue around his piss slit and felt jet after jet of hot, sweet tasting cum hit my tongue. I kept circling around his tube moving my mouth up and down and using my tongue to slide around his shaft. After his third pump, I felt my own balls tighten up and with a last stroke, sprayed my own cum all over Robert's leg. Rope after rope hit his leg and dribbled down to pool on top of his foot. After 5 pumps or so, I felt Robert's dick start to go limp in my mouth. Gently, I ran my tongue across his shaft one last time, making him shudder and with a plop, his dick fell out. My own cock was getting limp now too, one last drop of cum hanging on by a thread. I looked up at Robert and his head was still tilted back, with his eyes shut tight so I leaned down and slurped up my cum which was on his foot and ran my tongue up his leg, cleaning the last bit of jizz that I had spayed him with. I continued on up his leg with my tongue until I got to his balls. I put his whole sack in my mouth and gently sucked and probed with my tongue for a few seconds and then licked my way up his now limp dick to the tip and gently sucked off the last few drops of his juice.
When he opened his eyes, he just said "Wow! That was incredible. I thought jacking off was great, but man. That was awesome."
"I'm glad you liked it, I was afraid I might have gone too far but I knew you'd like it."
We heard some more moaning and remembering what was going on inside the RV, we peaked inside. They were still going at it with one of the guys spraying his load all over the face of the chick and the second guy slurping away at her pussy. We both kinda laughed at the situation and remembering where we were, pulled up our boxers and shorts. I put the tailgate down on my truck and hopped up on it and sat down. Robert jumped up and sat next to me.
He said, "I wish we could do that over and over, I just can't get over how awesome that was. I've never felt like that before, I've never even cum like that before. I only started jacking off a couple of months ago...jeez that was awesome."
Just then, my cell phone started ringing. It was my buddies back at the race wondering what happened to me. I told them I ran into an old friend and we started talking and kind of lost track of time, but that I would be back in a few minutes.
Robert looked over at me and said, "am I really your friend?" I said, "Of course you are. Do you think I'd suck just anyone's dick?" He laughed. I said, "you are my first."
He thought for a minute and said, "I live in Grand Rapids. I wish you were close to me."
"Where in Grand Rapids?
"4th & Riverside."
"No way" I said, stunned. "I live at 4th and Stovel, that's like 3 blocks away!"
"Dude, I can't believe it. How come I've never seen you before? Do you think we can get together again? I really want to do this again."
"I moved in about 3 months ago when I moved out of my parents house. And yes, I'd love to get together again."
I heard Robert's name being called and saw the old geezer who offered us his field shouting in our direction. "That's my Grandpa," Robert said. "I guess I gotta go." He gave me his address and I promised to stop by the following weekend.
As I walked back to the track, I hardly even heard the engines racing. I was thinking about next weekend. I had some other things I wanted to try, and I think Robert is going to like it...
...To be continued.
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