Date: Fri, 11 Mar 2005 06:21:21 -0800 (PST) From: Rob Hoek Subject: fifteenth summer (3) Wow! I have gotten more response to this story than any of the others I've done, and I didn't even have to make this one up! Thanks to all of you! Al moved over to the bar, refilling our drinks, and giving me a moment to reflect on what had just happened. God! How queer was that, I thought to myself! I had just become a cock sucker, and a sperm swallower, to boot! My mind raced with all of the various implications of that fact, so foreign to my conservative upbringing! It briefly occurred to me that my father would die, to know that his only Son was queer, had allowed this man to touch him, to suck him, and to reciprocate eagerly, sucking the thick man cock with abandon, and liking it, really, really, liking it! Wow! I ran my tongue around the inside of my cumm coated mouth, and savored the lingering tartness of Al's cream, and pondered the sheer wrongness of what I had just done, not only the sobering realization that I had sucked off another male, but an adult man, no less, a man even older than my won father! Why, I wondered, if the act was so wrong, forbidden, taboo, had I so enjoyed it? Just replaying the event in my mind had caused my randy teen cock to grow hard, yet again, so arousing was the prospect of my actions! Al returned with the drinks, his now soft cock hanging between his legs, bigger even in repose than my own was fully hard! So thick, I shuddered at the memory of it stuffed inside my mouth, steadily drooling its nutty flavored fluid over my eager tongue! Al handed me my glass, and chuckled at seeing my erection pulsing against my groin, and he sat, moving his hand to capture my stiff cock, rubbing me, and telling me how great it was to be so young, and so quick to recover! I leaned back into the huge sofa, opening my legs to allow Al full access to me, and sipped my drink, loving, yet again, the sensation of his hand on my cock! Al sat his drink down, and started the whole thing over again, those magic fingers on my skin everywhere, stimulating all of my senses at once, rising goose bumps on my sensitive skin wherever he touched me, my stiff nipples, my smooth, soft, tummy, my inner thighs, balls, and my granite hard cock! He took the drink out of my hand, and set it on the table, then, pressed me backward on the sofa, my head resting on the arm cushion. He lay over me, and kissed, and licked my small nipples, then trailed his lips, and tongue, down my shaking body, tasting all of me, and leaving cool, damp, places all over me as he moved downward. Gripping my cock in his fist, he tongued the spongy head, soaking it in his saliva, and skinning me down, to press his tongue tip into my spread slit, as I groaned at the new sensation, totally in awe of this man's abilities to drive me wild with lust, and electric sensation! Releasing my rampant cock, he lapped wetly at my tight ball sack, moving my small nuts around with his tongue, then captured each orb in turn inside his mouth, sucking gently, then, both, at once, causing me to gasp, and tightly grip the sofa at my sides! Unbelievable, how awesome it all felt, my body literally singing, with tingling sensation, my chest rising, and falling, rapidly, as I panted, afire with animal lust! Moving behind my tight drawn balls, Al tongued firmly into my perineum, providing external stimulation to my prostate, and I moaned loudly, experiencing yet another new, incredible, feeling, and he continued downward, that marvelous tongue, licking, probing, flicking, me in places I could barely comprehend, and I Part Three (Summary) Well, Damn! Apparently the meaty portion of Part Three got gobbled up in cyber space, somehow! A shame, actually, because I was really feeling the memory when I wrote that chapter, and felt that it was some of my better stuff! Well, such is life, I suppose, and forward is the only direction really worth pursuing, so I will not attempt to rewrite it, but instead will summarize the missing events. Readers who saw the 3k, or so, that survived, and posted, have the "drift" of what was going on between Al, and myself, that day. Suffice it to say, that as events progressed, Al ended up taking my cherry that day, and I experienced the gambit of physical, and emotional, senses that go along with that once-in-a-lifetime event. It hurt, and felt incredible, and at the same time, filled a need within me, and seriously reeked havoc on my mixed up emotions. I had loved it, and was glad it happened, but at the same time, I was mentally beating up on myself for feeling that way! Happily, as those readers who have gone on to part four know, I once again managed to let the physical win out over the emotional, and eagerly continued with my fifteenth summer! Bobhook10@hotmail.com