Date: Fri, 6 Jul 2012 15:49:07 -0400 From: Johnny Smith Subject: Growing Pains Part 1 This story is completely fictional. Names, characters and incidents are a product of the author's imagination, and any resemblance to real people or incidents is completely coincidental. This story contains descriptions of sexual interactions. If you are uncomfortable reading such material, or are not permitted to do so legally, please leave this page immediately. Please read at your own risk. And always practice safe sex! *************************************************************************** If there's one lesson I've learned recently, it's that things don't always happen the way you think they are going to. First off, I've been pretty fortunate in the family I was born in. I am referred to affectionately as 'Baby Uh Oh!' I was born when my mom was 42, and my siblings are between 15 and 19 years older than me. I guess I was a mistake. But being the only child of older parents can have its advantages. My dad sold his company last year when I was 15. He is effectively retired now and just does consulting work. Flush with new money, my parents renovated the house and put in a big pool with gazebo and a yardman takes care of the gardening. I also got a new Honda for my 16th birthday. My older siblings had to fight over who had to cut the grass and shared a beat up Buick when they were young, and they never let me forget this. My folks now spend a lot of time at Republican fundraisers and vacationing, and most of the time I'm left at home alone. I know for most teenagers this would be heaven, but it can be annoying. My parents just aren't that interested in raising another kid. Not long ago, after weeks of building anxiety, I stood up at dinner, and with sweaty palms, made an announcement that I'm gay. It barely raised an eyebrow. I don't know, maybe they were expecting it; I'm not exactly the captain of the football team. A few days later my mom came to talk to me in my room. She said she didn't care if I was gay, so long as I was 'safe' and happy. Whatever. I've had a lot of advantages in life, but I knew after this I was pretty much on my own. Of my older siblings (two brothers and one sister) I am definitely closest to my sister, Eve. She was known to be a hell raiser in school and after college she traveled the world. She's lived in Malaysia and South Africa and works as a free-lance writer. My dad thinks she doesn't have a real job, but she is the most fascinating person I know. Eve's over 30 now, and even though she is very pretty, she's never had a serious, long-term boyfriend. The closest thing to a boyfriend she's had is Kirk. I've known him since he first came to stay with my family back when I was 6 and they were at Carolina together. He was a freshman and Eve was a junior when they met, and they have been on again, off again since then. My sister says things between them aren't serious, and he's a 'commitment-phobe' and doesn't believe in marriage. My parents hate Kirk. He never finished school, he also doesn't have a 'real' job, and like my sister, he would rather go off traveling instead of settling down. The difference is Kirk isn't a writer; for him it's more about the experience of surfing hidden beaches in Costa Rica or snowboarding glaciers in New Zealand. I hadn't seen Kirk for a few years until he and my sister recently showed up at our house. She was moving back in for the summer to save money and write a grant for another travel/writing excursion. Kirk was just along for the ride. My parents were going to be in Europe for most of the summer, so it actually worked out that my sister could keep an eye on me while they were gone. Not that I needed supervision. Even though I have a lot of freedom, I don't drink, I don't smoke or do drugs, and I've always done really well in school. But all that changed the day my parents left. Kirk can be very persuasive, and he had encouraged me to drink margaritas with him and Eve. By the first afternoon we were all drunk and splashing around in the pool. The music was blaring and Kirk was making my sister and me laugh so hard, I had margaritas coming out my nose. It was the first time I was drunk and it was so much fucking fun! By 5 o'clock we were wasted and being a hot summer day, it wasn't long before we all needed a nap. My sister pulled herself off the lounge and went inside to her bedroom. I just closed my eyes in a shady spot and dozed off outside. I think I was only asleep for few minutes when I peeled open my eyes to see Kirk walking around in nothing more than white briefs. I didn't know what he was doing, or why he striped off his shirt and shorts, I just pretended to be asleep and kept watching. He was pacing around restlessly. He went inside and called Eve's name, but she didn't respond. He made another margarita and sat on a chair and sucked the whole thing down in a few gulps. I just laid perfectly still and watched him. Last time I had seen Kirk I was only 13 and he was just a goofy guy that picked on me and called me Beauregard (my full name, which I hate), instead of Bo like everyone else. But now that I was 16, Kirk looked completely different to me. Maybe it was because he was in his briefs, but I could feel my heartbeat racing. He is tall, almost 6' 2". His body is slim, but muscular and tan, like an athlete's. In a lot of ways he's like a jock, but there's something different about him. He isn't like the arrogant pricks I go to school with, he's like a hippy. His hair is a thick dark brown, almost black, shaggy and unkempt, and he always seems to have a little 5 o'clock shadow. He's the master of the wry smile, like a Cheshire cat. But his most captivating feature is an underlying masculine confidence that effects his every movement, the way he talks, the way he holds his glass.... He is mesmerizing. I was studying him when he was reached down in between his legs. I wanted to keep my eyes partially closed so it looked like I was sleeping, but I had to watch, he was doing some major adjusting down there or something. He would adjust, then sit back, then adjust some more, like he just couldn't get comfortable. After a few minutes of this he stood up, and it was difficult for me to see, but I was sure he had a boner. There was a big bulge in his briefs. I could barely breath at this point and although I wanted to act like I was asleep, my eyes were wide open. He was facing away from me and walked towards the hedge. With his back to me, he tucked his thumbs into his waistband and pulled his briefs down over his hairy ass, down his legs and to his ankles. As he bent over to pull them off I could see the silhouette of his two big, heavy balls hanging down between his legs. He straightened back up and I just stared, drooling over his muscular back and ass. Although his back was to me, there was no mistaking what he was doing now. He right arm shook furiously as he jerked himself off into the hedge. It didn't take long before he tossed his head back and he must have been coming, because I could hear groaning and heavy breathing. After coming, he just stood there for a few minutes, looking down, milking his cock. I tried not to move, but my dick was so hard, and my underwear so wet with precum, I couldn't help but move my hand down in between my legs. I had seen plenty of porn, but I'd never seen a real man, naked and doing something sexual before. I was consumed by it. It only took a light squeeze before I bit my lip, shivered, and started shooting my load into my shorts. Once it started I couldn't stop it, but I tried to lay still and control the jolts so Kirk wouldn't notice me. The spasms slowed, but it didn't take long for the wetness to seep through my underwear and into my seersucker shorts. I was still watching Kirk and I don't think he saw me; he was still facing the hedge, pissing now. I just rolled onto my stomach to hide the growing wet spot and watched Kirk as he unloaded his cock of several margaritas. He shook the piss off his dick and in a few quick motions he dove into the pool. I was on my stomach in a puddle of spunk, watching Kirk with one eye and waiting for a moment I could slip inside. Finally, he went underwater and I jumped up and ran in. I stayed upstairs in my room until Eve called me down for dinner later that night. I was pretty sure Kirk didn't see my accident, but he was probably suspicious about me running off so quickly. He must have suspected that I saw him jerk off. Needless to say I was edgy at dinner, especially when the topic turned to me. Kirk turned to me with a mischievous smile and said, "Eve tells me your gay." "Why did she tell you that?" I said defensively. "Easy dude, I'm just making conversation. It's no big deal." "Kirk's just trying to be nice. He's not judging you." Eve interjected. "Yeah buddy. I love gays." "Yeah, I'm gay then." I mumbled into my salad. "Kirk's omnisexual" Eve said, taking attention off of me. "I'm what sexual? Hey! I did not have sex with that animal." "Oh, that's right, only bipedal animals..... which I think technically includes chickens.." "No, I'm very selective, unlike your sister here." "Kirk is the liberated one here not me." Eve countered. " Fair enough. Human sexuality should not be hidden away. But enough about my whorishness, I think it's great that you can come out at your age. How old are you now, 15?" "16" "16, Wow. When we were in school, you'd get your teeth knocked out if people thought you were gay." "There's still people who want to do that." I reminded him. "Yeah, but it's different now.... Anyways.. Eve and I both think you're a pretty cool guy. You're going to break a lot of boys' hearts" I didn't know what to say about that, I just turned cherry red. Thankfully Kirk changed the topic to something on the stereo and I could avoid the conversation about human sexuality. It wasn't long after dinner that we all went to bed. I turned off the lights and laid in my bed thinking about the crazy day. That's about the time I heard the moaning. Kirk was fucking my sister in the next room. I couldn't help but listen in with my ear pressed against the wall. I wanted to know exactly what they were doing, like what position, and what it felt like, for my sister and for Kirk. It went from fast to slow then fast again and then finally it was over. There was talking and then the room went silent. After they were asleep I laid a towel across my bed, knelt on all fours and imagined Kirk fucking me from behind as I fingered myself. I got up to three fingers in me before I switched to beating off. With my face down in the mattress I imagined Kirk shooting his load into me as I shot my own, very real load all over the towel. When I came to, I balled up the towel and threw it in the laundry basket then crawled back into bed. I laid my head on one pillow an placed the other one behind me imagining it was Kirk's body and drifted off to sleep. The party continued for the next few days. We slept late, had lunch and cocktails by the pool in the afternoon, and that was usually followed by a nap and then dinner and movies. It was a great summer so far. Sometimes Eve would work on her computer or Kirk liked going to the beach or the gym. I didn't have much of anything to do, I just had to run every day so I'd stay in shape for track, and do some summer reading. After 'coming out' a lot of friends stopped hanging out with me, but it didn't bother me, and I still had a few girl friends that liked me and I invited them over one afternoon. It pretty much sucked, they were all over Kirk and I could tell they annoyed my sister. My high school friends just didn't fit in with our little group. They were just too immature. But I was ok with that because it made me feel more elite. I actually started to get really close with my little family at home, especially Kirk. He was the only person that would talk to me openly about guys without making me feel weird. He teased me relentlessly about who I thought was hot, and we would watch TV or listen to music together. I was starting to really like him. But that didn't mean that he couldn't embarrass me. Kirk wanted to help out by cleaning and doing housework. It was only a few days after he had moved in when I heard him in my room. "What the fuck?" I heard Kirk shout. I ran upstairs to find my dirty laundry all over the floor and Kirk holding the seersucker shorts and underwear from the day I had my 'accident'. "What are you doing?!" I cried out. "What is this some fetish of yours? Your clothes reek of cum!" "Just leave my stuff alone! You're not supposed to be in here!" "Did you jack off in your shorts or do these belong to some other dude?" "There mine, give them back!" Kirk picked up a crusty towel from one of my 'sessions'. "Oh my god it's all over the place..... you got the whole team up here or what" "Just leave it alone!" I shouted, yanking the towel out of his hand. "I'm just saying they are some lucky guys whoever they are." "There's no guy coming over here! It's just my stuff" "If it's just you, you need to slow down, your young little wiener's going fall off" "Just shut up and leave! Don't come in here again, I do my own laundry!" "That's fine. You can have it back Beauregard." And with that he was gone. I had been doing a lot of j/o overtime ever since Kirk had moved in. But even with getting called out on it, I wasn't overly embarrassed. Something about Kirk made me feel more comfortable about these kinds of things. He was always saying things like 'society made people feel shameful about perfectly natural things like sex.' And he would strip down to just his underwear at the blink of an eye. He would say, 'we shouldn't feel ashamed about our bodies ...' (which made me insanely horny). Sometimes he'd quiz me about sex. The day of the laundry incident he found me in the living room and sat next to me then with a joking sort of grin started, "Sorry if I embarrassed you in your room, I'll let you do your own laundry from now on" "It's ok, I should have washed it." I said, trying to act cool. "I forgot what it's like at your age. Haha.. Never enough.. I was banging two girls and I still would beat off everyday...." "..... uh... yeah.. I guess." "Tell me, how many guys have you been with?" "....uh... " I didn't know how to answer him. "It's cool. Look, I'm not your sister, you can tell me. I'll keep it between us." "....uh.. there's nothing to tell. I've never been with a guy." "What do you mean? How do you know you're gay then?" "I don't know. I just know" "You mean you've never even kissed a guy" "Just once, when I was like 5." "That doesn't count. Have you slept with a girl?" "No." "Kissed a girl?" "No." "Wait a minute, you've never even kissed another human being?" "No." "Kid, you're blowing my mind here. You are a very good-looking young dude. I don't get it. When you're 16 you need to be out there testing the water. God knows I was." "Well, there's not a lot of gay kids at my school. At least none that I'm interested in." "I see, you've holding out for the captain of the football team." "No" I said turning red again. "Look it's ok, you like who you like. I banged a lot of girls in high school, but the one I really, truly wanted never gave me the time of day." "So what do you do, if you really like someone, but they don't like you back. Or what if they are straight?" "I can't help you there buddy. You just have to take a chance and not be afraid of making an ass of yourself. We've all done it. Haha.. Just go out there and get some experience. You don't want to be a virgin in college. Those guys are just desperate." "... ok" With that we flipped on the TV and Glee was on. He humored me and let me watch it without making fun of it. Later that night I could hear the moaning again from my sister's room. I listened in and when they were finished I used a cylindrical toothbrush case and imagined it was Kirk's cock as I rode it. I imagined Kirk coming in me and then shot my cum all over a fresh towel. I pulled the tube out of my ass and curled up to my pillow and thought about what Kirk said, "just take a chance." I could do that. About two days later my sister was going shopping and Kirk and I were left alone. Eve had made sangria and we drank it all afternoon while taking turns swimming and sunbathing. I had been thinking about a plan, but I was too nervous to execute it. I went to the kitchen, pulled some tequila out of the freezer and took two quick shots. Combined with the sangria, I started to feel very drunk, but it helped to give me the nerve to talk to Kirk. I stumbled across the patio and sat next to him on a lounge. He was just in swim trunks and had a sprinkling of sweat over his body, like morning dew. My head was swimming with perverse thoughts and I could feel my cock rising in my swimsuit. I covered it with my arm and just tried to ignore it. Then Kirk piped up. "What's up buddy? You look like you've had enough sangria today." "Yeah, it's really strong," I slurred. There was a long awkward beat as I tried to remember the words I had rehearsed earlier. Then, staring at the ground, slowly, I started, "Remember when you said that I am 16 and I should get out more. And then you said that part about being a virgin in college." "Sure, why? You got a date?" "Well, not really. You see, it's hard because there's just not a lot of people like me, and my age, with school ...and I think online is creepy and..... " "Yeah?? ...." "And I want to know what it's like... and I thought... uhhh... I thought maybe you could help show me." "What do you mean?" "I mean, maybe you could show me how to do it." "Do what exactly? Sorry I don't follow." "Like I was thinking.. maybe..... something like... oral?" "You want me to show you how to do oral? "Well, I mean I would do it on you, not you do it on me." "Haha! Are you serious? This has to be a first. You want to suck me off? Do you want to throw me in jail too? I'm sorry but even if I wanted a dude to suck me off, it would have to be someone who is at least 18. Oh wait.. this is a joke isn't it? Haha! Oh God! You really had me.." I don't know what I was expecting, but something about the joke part felt like I was punched in the stomach. Suddenly my chest went tight, my face went hot, and maybe it was the drinks, but I thought I was going to throw up. I had to turn away. "Wait. You're not joking... I'm sorry buddy. That wasn't what I meant." "It's ok, it was stupid of me." "No, it's not stupid. It's just not what I was expecting. It's kind of strange, ya know. You have to admit that." I shook my head in acknowledgement, but it didn't shake away the embarrassment. It also didn't shake away the feeling that I desperately wanted Kirk, I wanted to taste his body so badly, I was willing to embarrass myself to do it. "It's just that we were friends and I thought maybe this would be something you could help me with. And all you have to do it tell me if I'm doing it right and I could get some experience. It doesn't have to mean anything else." "I get where you are coming from. But I am a lot older then you. There is such a thing as statutory rape." "But the age of consent in North Carolina is 16." "I see." I was defeated, "It's because I'm a guy." "No, that really doesn't bother me. I've been with guys before." "You have?" "I have. Not a lot. But it's happened. Look, that's not important. Let me think about it. This isn't something I thought I'd be dealing with today." "Okay, think about it. Thanks. I'm sorry...." "Don't be sorry." With that I got up and went inside. I didn't know what to do, but I couldn't be around Kirk anymore. I just went up to my room and got online. He said he'd think about it, that wasn't a flat out "no".... The drinks knocked me out and I slept hard until Eve came in my room and woke me up. She had ordered pizza and we sat around eating and watching a movie. Kirk acted normal, but I felt awkward. The next day things changed though. My sister went to the library and I was inside watching a 'Snapped' marathon when Kirk strutted in without a shirt on and blocked my view. "How are you feeling this morning?" "Fine I guess, can you move? You're blocking the TV." "Do you want to watch TV? I thought we might have your lesson today." "What lesson?!" "I was thinking about what you said, and why not? If you're willing to take the chance and ask, the least I can do is say yes." "You mean you want to...??" Kirk just nonchalantly shrugged his shoulders and shook his head yes. "Where do we go?" I begged. "Let's do it in your room." With that I ran upstairs and Kirk sauntered up behind me. My heart was pounding in my chest. In my room I turned to Kirk, not sure how to start, and he just pointed to the bed. I went over to it and clumsily sat down on the edge. Kirk walked up in front of me so his waist was about eye-level. "Now this is something I will do, but we must NEVER tell anyone else. It's not because I have something against being gay. It's because you are very young and this could really fuck up things with your family, OK? I just nodded and said OK. Then with that, Kirk unbuttoned his shorts, unzipped the fly and pulled them down. He was standing in front or me in nothing but tight white briefs. I looked up and down his body then zeroed in on his cock. The shape was unmistakable as it hung there in front of me. It pointed to the left, and just below his cock was a fat bulge that held his balls. My heart was racing so fast and I wanted to reach out and touch him so badly, but I told myself to wait and it would soon happen. "So I'm just going to walk you through this to help you out, but most of this is instinctive, especially for a guy. You know how to jerk-off, that's obvious. What makes a guy cum is friction and pressure. But let's not get into that right now. Let's start it off slow. And remember this one rule, every guy is different. What turns on one guy may turn off another, so be sure to communicate, OK?" "OK." "Great, so sometimes a quickie is nice, but let's do it slow. You want a gradual build up, so start with the inner thigh. Just put your hand here." I reached up and placed my hand on Kirk's hairy leg for the first time. It sent a jolt of electricity that went down my arm and straight into my groin, where I started to tense up. "Just feel my legs and stomach. Start from the outside and work your way in. A guy's inner thighs are just as sensitive as a girl's. That's right. Get to know my body. You can kiss my legs now. Good. Kiss the inside of my thighs. Yeah that's right, just light, gentle kisses. Don't rush it. Don't touch my cock yet, just kiss my legs. Now kiss my stomach. Yeah, that's it. You're doing really good." I was kissing him all over (except his cock) and it took all my strength to not go right for it. Even still, it wasn't long before I couldn't help but start kissing his dick through his cotton jockys. He told me to take it slow, but he didn't push me away either. I reached up and put my fingers in his waistband then looked up at him. He just mouthed 'OK' and with that I slid the briefs down over his ass and to his ankles. When I looked up again, inches away from my face, in a nest of thick black hair, hung down his cock. It was the first time I had ever been this close to another guy's dick. It was still limp, but it was way thicker and longer than I imagined, like a fire hose hanging on the wall, with the long tapered foreskin as the nozzle. I could see more clearly now that it had a twist to the left and behind his cock, his balls hung down low and heavy, like a sack holding two golf balls. "Now just keep kissing and massaging with your hands, and start from the outside and work your way in. Don't rush right for it." With my left hand I felt my way up his inner thigh to the area right in between his legs, where it was warm and hairy. Kirk let out a deep moan as I massaged him and he told me I found a very sensitive place. Next I leaned in and kissed just to the side of his cock. I could feel his soft dick pressing against my cheek, but I still didn't kiss it, I just rubbed my face against it as I kissed his pelvis. I moved my hand from in between his legs to feel his balls and gently wrapped my fingers around them. I breathed in the musky, sweaty smell of him, and the scent set my whole body on fire. My nuts started to rumble like boiling water in a teakettle. My left hand was now gripping Kirk's thigh, but the right one was squeezing on my cock through my shorts. I pressed my face into his crotch, breathed in, and that's when my cock began to erupt like a volcano. I squeezed the tip of it, trying to stop it, but I couldn't stop the hot cum from flowing out of me and filling my underwear. The spasms lasted a long time, making my face red and sweaty, and as I regained consciousness I could feel my dick and balls were wrapped in wet, gooey cotton. I struggled to catch my breath, but Kirk was still cool. "Dude, did you just cum in your shorts? OK.... Right. I didn't expect that to happen. Don't take this the wrong way, but you need to stop doing that, OK?" "I'm sorry." "Don't be sorry." "I don't know why it happened." "It happened because you are a super horny teenager, but next time you are going to premature ejaculate you need to find something else to think about, like your grandma or Star Wars." "Star Wars?" "Yeah, anything that is completely non-sexual." "OK." "Do you want to keep going or should we call it quits?" "I want to keep going, definitely keep going." "Alright, let's pick-up where you left off then. OK?" "OK. But can I take off my shorts first?" "Oh yeah. You better clean yourself up." With that I ran into the bathroom, pulled off my t-shirt and striped off the sticky shorts and underwear. I ran some water in the sink and tried to get as much of the cum out of my pubes as possible. I was naked now and I had to go back out and face Kirk. His body was athletic and muscular, and I was skinny and short, and for a moment I got really nervous. I hadn't brought any fresh clothes into the bathroom though, so I just had to go out there naked. I opened the door to see Kirk lying on my bed, spread eagle with his cock in his hand. He was stroking it and it had grown to more than double in size. My cock sprung to life again, straining to grow beyond it's own 5 and half inches. Covering my privates with my hand, I hobbled to the bed and sat at the end. "I thought we'd try a different position. I think you are really going to like this." Kirk said. "Crawl up here." Kirk sat up against the headboard and spread his legs. He motioned for me to come up between them and then he said for me to just lie on my stomach. He held his cock so it stood straight up, tall and thick. It was massive. And the way his balls hung down between his legs made them seem even bigger than before. I moved in and took his cock from his hand and put my mouth over the top, taking it in. I stretched my mouth open and went down as far as I could, until I gaged. "Just slow down. I don't expect you to take it all in. Just start by getting it wet. Yeah, lick the tip, and the sides. Use your hand to stroke it up and down.. but slowly. Just let the head rest in your mouth as you stoke it.. Yeah, that's it. That's really good. You can pull the skin back. Just get the head really wet. ...Ohh.. Ok, you are doing it just right. Now we could do this all day, but don't forget about my balls. Girls always forget about your balls. Yeah, just start with licking. You can suck on 'em, just really softly. I'll show you something that feels really good. Spit in your hand. Yeah, just spit right in it. Now rub it on the tip of my cock. Gently, slowly. Just up and down, with a little twist. Fuck that feels good. Now while you are doing that, suck on my nuts. Oh my god! You do this to any guy and he is yours, I swear." I gently sucked one ball then the second in my mouth. I tried to put them both in my mouth at the same time, but they were too big. I was listening to Kirk's instructions, but I was also exploring on my own. I lifted his balls up and started to lick behind them. This drove him wild. I wanted to go further down and lick his ass, and I tried, but he was sitting on it, and didn't move, even when my tongue tried to probe down into his hairy crack. I moved back to his cock and took it in my mouth. I was on my stomach, rubbing my cock into the bed, and I didn't want to cum again until Kirk did, but I was starting to feel like I had to. "Just keep up that rhythm. Keep your mouth locked around me so it makes a tight suction. Yeah.. That's it. Grab my dick tight with your hand. Tighter. Fuck yeah. Now let me just help you get a good pace." Kirk was thrusting up in my mouth in slow but forceful motions. I tried to push back, but it made me gag, so he just held my face still. "This first time, don't move too much, just let me find the right spot. Just keep that tight suction and if I'm too forceful let me know. I'll tell you when I'm about to come so you can move. ....It's not long now." I stayed there sucking on him, with my hand tight around the base of his thick cock as he pushed deep into my mouth. His grip tightened and he was pulling on a chunk of my hair when I heard, "It's coming." But I didn't want to move, I wanted his cum in me. Kirk grunted and I felt the first spray against the back of my throat. I kept my mouth around him as more loads of his cum shot into my mouth, over and over again. When the fountain stopped he was breathing heavy. I tried to swallow the sticky liquid that filled my mouth, but I could only get a little bit down before the rest poured out. I backed away and took in a deep breath. His cock was shiny and the white cream had pooled around the base of his cock and was dripping down over his balls. I went down on him again, sucking up the puddles of his spunk. His stiff cock began to sag and I pulled it over to me and put it back in my mouth and squeezed out another thick load of cum and swallowed it. My dick was pressed into the bed and I pushed down harder as I sucked the remnants of his sperm out of his softening rod. It wasn't long before the rubbing and the taste of his cum sent a charge in between my legs and my hips started to buck, shooting another load into my mattress. I just laid there in my wet spot, as Kirk's cock shrank in my mouth, the bitter taste burning my tongue. I didn't want to stop and continued to lick, kiss and suck on all his private parts. Kirk didn't stop me and let me lay with my face buried in his crotch until his cock had returned to normal size and the head had retracted back into the foreskin. "This might be presumptuous of me, but I think your liked it." I just shook my head yes. "I don't think I had to tell you anything. In fact, I think you could give lessons." "Thanks, I've practiced a lot in my mind. And read about it online." "Fucking internet." "It's better in real life though." "Yeah it is." "I really liked it. Did you?" "It was great. I'm glad I could help you out.... Now I need a shower." With that Kirk crawled out of bed, grabbed his clothes off the floor and walked out. I felt amazing. I was sticky, but I just laid there for a while, laughing to myself about what just happened. What would my friends say? Or my sister? But I couldn't tell anyone. At least not for a long, long time. It was our secret. I finally cleaned up and went over to my girl friend's house. I had a dopey grin on my face and she knew something was up and asked me about it, but I couldn't say. I made up some excuse for acting weird. I came home for dinner and the three of us sat around eating turkey burgers. God! Sitting next to Kirk made me feel so sexy! I wanted to crawl under the table and pull his dick out of his pants. I couldn't get the visual of it out of my head and I was fighting a boner all night.... I wanted to do it again, but I tried not to think about it. Later that night Kirk and my sister were having sex again and I couldn't help but feel a little jealousy about it. I wanted Kirk to fuck me too. I laid on my back and listened to Kirk's muffled voice through the wall as I fingered myself. It took a little longer to come tonight, I guess because I was feeling drained, but I did, just as I heard Kirk coming next door. The summer days felt so long, but then you'd blink and a week would pass. It had been close to a week since Kirk's lesson and I was desperate to do it again. Even though Kirk slept with Eve most nights, he technically was living in the guest room. It was morning and he was folding some laundry in his room. "Hey, can I come in?" "Sure, want to fold some laundry, it's clean." "hehe.. ok.." I picked up his white briefs and folded them like they were made of gold. "Do you ever think about the other day?" "Sure, sometimes, are you ok with it?" "Yeah, I'm ok with it." "Good, it shouldn't be a big deal." "I know it's not. But I think about it a lot. I'm glad we did it, really glad. What I wanted to know is..... do you think maybe we could do it again?" "Again?" Kirk hesitated, "Well that depends." "Depends on what?" "Depends on if you think you need more training or not." "Well, I only did it once. I probably need to practice." I said, starting to grin from ear to ear. "If you think you need more practice I could probably help you out." Kirk said with a smirk. Just having this conversation had my cock rising in my shorts. "Can we do it now?" "Your sister is going to be back any minute. Maybe not now" "Please, I can't wait." Kirk looked through the curtains, out the window to the driveway. "I guess we could make it a fast one." Kirk pulled his shirt over his head and dropped his drawers so he was naked and sat on the edge of the bed. I pulled off my T-shirt and pulled my shorts over my cock, which was already at full attention. I went and knelt in front of Kirk on the floor. "I'm not going to say much this time, I'll just let you lead." "OK." The first thing I did was pick up his soft cock and put the whole thing in my mouth. Within seconds of my sucking it started to grow and I brought my hand around to grip the base. It was growing fast and I furiously sucked and pulled on it as the size started to fill my mouth. I held it as deep in my mouth as I could and started a brisk motion. Kirk's dick soon long and erect and he told me to grip harder but to slow down and caress it, not to be so erratic. He placed his hand on my head and guided my motion as I bobbed up on down on him, trying to find the right pace. A few minutes of this and he started groaning. He didn't warn me this time, his cum just started filling my mouth. I kept my mouth on him though and swallowed down all his semen, careful not to let any fall out this time. It took a few gulps to get it all down, but his balls were soon empty and I could feel the sticky fluid moving down my throat into my stomach. I let his cock fall out of my mouth, so only the taste was in me now. I pressed my face in between his legs and started jerking off. I thought I would come after just a few strokes, but Kirk stopped me. "Stop." "But I can't. I'm going to come." "Just for a minute. Let go of your dick. Here, stand up." My dick was hard and straight, a miniature version of Kirk's, and it was pointing towards his face. Then he leaned in and took it in his mouth. It was wet and hot and tight and I thought I was going to loose my mind. "Just tell me when you're going to come." "uhh... OK." I said through shallow breaths. He clenched his fist around my dick and started jacking as he licked the tip with his tongue. I had my eyes pressed shut, but when I opened them and looked down at Kirk's mouth around my dick, I lost it and started shouting, "I'm coming! I'm coming!" Kirk pulled his face away, but kept jacking my dick. Jizz was blasting out of me at about 100 miles per hour against Kirk's tan chest. I don't know how many times I shot, but it was so intense my dick was sore afterwards. I stood there panting, my dick tender, but still hard. All I could do was collapse back onto my knees in between Kirk's legs. I laid my face on his bare lap feeling spent, but thrilled. He put his hand on my head and I just rested there with my eyes wide open. He was naked and I could stare at dick and balls all day. There was the particular smell that belonged to him and I breathed it in as I gripped my hand back around my cock and jacked myself off some more. I was kissing him on his thighs then moved in to kiss his cock before he pulled me away. "You are one horny pup." "Can we do it again?" "I'm spent. I need a breather." "OK." I laughed. "Besides, your sister will be home any minute and I need to wash this stuff off." Kirk got up and I sat there naked on the floor as he walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower. I was feeling like a zombie. I just wanted to lay there all day and savor it, but he was right, Eve would be home any minute. I had to get dressed and put on my game face, but I wasn't ready to leave Kirk just yet. There was one thing I had been thinking about since our first time together. I walked into the bathroom where Kirk was standing naked, waiting for the water to warm up. "There's one more thing." "I can't do it again right now. I need to get dressed, and I'm not 16 anymore. You need to get dressed too." I looked down and covered up my erection. "It's not that. It's just that I still haven't ever kissed a guy." Kirk turned to me and smiled. He stepped towards me, tilted his neck and pressed his lips against mine. I instinctively took his body in my hands and pulled us together. His body was warm and hard and it felt like fireworks when he kissed me. I wanted him closer, but he was already pressing against me. I opened my mouth as our lips melted together. I wanted to keep going but he pulled away. He slapped my bare ass hard then said, "Now go get dressed."