Date: Sat, 28 Apr 2018 13:44:56 +0000 (UTC) From: Razz MaTazz Subject: Memories of a Teenage Huster (Installment Three) Thanks to all those who have commented on the first two installments. I appreciate and welcome all comments. CHAPTER THREE - MEETING RYAN After our meeting in the cemetery, he said that he wasn't going to be able to meet the following weekend because he was going to be out of town for a family event. So we said that we would meet up again at the same time back in the park. To say that I was excited that this man wanted to continue to see me was an understatement. Sure, I had messed around with guys my own age and a couple of high school guys before him, but OMG was the experience that he gave me intense. He opened up feelings in my body that I didn't know could be pleasurable. His nibbling on nuts, tight pinching on my nipples and running his fingers deep into my ass as I came sent shockwaves through my body each and every time. We ended up meeting roughly every other week or so where we would walk down to the cemetery and over the course of the next half hour or more would suck on my cock and balls and give me one intense orgasm after another. I didn't think it strange at the time, because I was so into letting him rock my body, but he never asked me, or even suggested, that I return the favor to him. Besides finger fucking me at the time of climax, he never asked, or made a move, to fuck me. Though had he wanted to I'm pretty sure I would have let him. It just felt so good to be naked outdoors, laying in the grass, and let him suck me off and swallow every drop of cum I could give him. Unfortunately, like everything does, it eventually came to an end. About four months into our routine, school had started now and I was in the 8th grade, when I went to meet him as we agreed, he didn't show up. I waited around the park for about an hour hoping that he was just late. I never saw him again. Maybe he got scared off because of my age. Maybe he found a different boy. I also wasn't stupid, I knew it wasn't going to last forever. But my time with him gave me ammunition for a lot of bedtime jackoff sessions. So I started going back to do what I knew how to do, with a little twist. I started going back to the glory hole in the restroom at park, either waiting myself for someone to come in, or going in when I saw an attractive guy go in before me. Either way, if the guy that sucked me off, or who I was sucking off, asked if I wanted to meet outside the facility, I'd always reply with, "$20 and you can suck me off. $50 and I'll return the favor too." Most guys tended to have $20 in cash on them so getting my cock sucked off happened quite a bit. $50 was over what most guys had on them, so I didn't have to suck them back quite as much. And each time I got paid the money went into my book. When the book started swelling at the spine I started to put it all in a shoe box buried deep in the back of my closet. By now it was January. I'd turned 14, and had about $500 in my shoebox. I had no idea what I was going to spend it on and not have my parents ask where the money came from. It wasn't until that coming summer when I got my first job and was able to spend some without it raising a lot of questions. I'd gotten into a pretty good routine for going down to the park. I'd pick different days to go down so I could still hang out with my friends after school, either going to the beach or the pool, heading to the mall and the theater, or just hanging out at their house or mine. When I would go, if I didn't get anything within the first hour I would take off. There were a few times that happened, but typically getting close to the time when I was about to leave is when I would get to have my dick sucked. About half the time I didn't get any cash from it, and were quite a few times when I didn't get anything at all because they didn't want to chance it. It was near the end of the month when I met Ryan. I had been sitting on a park table keeping an eye on the restroom when a few guys had come and gone but weren't of the type I was looking for. One had been and older man that looked like he could have been my grandpa's age. Sure, I'd messed around with older men now, but that was still a little too old. Another had been a guy who looked pretty overweight. I'd seen enough guys like that pull their pants down when I was the first one in the restroom to have it stereotyped that men who were overweight like that had smaller dicks than I did which made it hard to give them a proper blowjob through the gloryhole, and that I had trouble keeping my dick up when they were sucking because I already knew I wasn't sexually attracted to them. Ryan was the first guy that I'd seen there that looked like he might be around my age. I'd traded blowjobs with a few college age guys, and one even gave me $50 a couple of times saying how cute he thought I looked kneeling down with his cock in my mouth looking up at him. We locked eyes together as he made his way into the restroom. My cock instantly boned in my shorts and I knew I was going to go it as well. I gave him a couple minutes to get situated, got up off the park table, adjusted my dick in my shorts, and quickly made my way in as well before I could see anyone else coming. I got into the restroom and pushed the door closed behind me. I looked around and saw that I was the only one there. Well, almost. The other boy, of course, was already in and had taken the far rear stall. "Crap," I thought to myself. The far rear stall was the one that I liked to go into. For some reason being in the back corner made me feel more comfortable. More safe maybe? I bent over a little bit and saw that he had his shorts and underwear down to his ankles. This meant that he already had his cock in his hand and was probably stroking by now. I cautiously made my way to the stall that was next to his, went in, locked the door, and sat down on the toilet. I don't think I'd mentioned it yet, but there were four stalls total in this restroom. The far back two were the ones that had the gloryhole between them, and the other two were pretty much just normal. There were two sinks, and two blow dryers, and had one of those metal mirrors instead of glass. Since it was in a park I guess that they didn't want vandals breaking glass all the time. I leaned over a bit and peeked in on the boy in the other stall and confirmed that he was already stroking his cock. When I saw it my heart began to thump loud that I knew he could hear it through the wall. I guess he was about 6", he was circumcised like I was, he had a close trimmed pubic area where mine was still pretty naturally smooth. I had a few pubes starting to grow but nothing near what you would call a bush. "You're a late bloomer," is what my first guy had said I was. "There is nothing wrong with that," he said. Of course this wasn't news to me. I'd seen other guys my age naked before and most of them had a lot more cock hair than I did. Nobody seemed to mind. In fact, most of them liked it. I quickly took down my shorts and underwear as well and started to jack my cock. I had to go slow and stop frequently or I was going to shoot before I even got sucked off. I peeked through again and saw that he also had his shirt pulled up behind his head, so I did the same thing. I saw him peek over a few times as well, and we continued our little peeking party for a few minutes. "You're the kid from the picnic area, aren't you?" he asked in a loud whisper. "Yea," I replied. And we both went quiet again peeking at each other a few more times. "Can you put your dick through?" he asked. "I'd love to see it up close." He didn't have to ask twice. I stood up and moved in front of the gloryhole, raised myself up on my toes a bit, and led my cock through to his side. I had to stand on my toes just a bit since the hole was made for guys just a wee bit taller than I was at the time. I wasn't short for my age at 5'2" tall, but that is a bit shorter than the average man of 5'10. Since the gloryhole wasn't made for boys of my age, it meant that I had to make up a couple of inches. "Wow," I heard him say from the other side. "You have a really cute one," he said as I felt his had wrap around my balls and pull just slightly closer to him. Without any warning, and with the intense feeling of wetness and warmth that I had come accustomed to, I felt him take me deep into his mouth. "UNNHHHH," I moaned as I felt him pull my cock deep into his mouth with suction tightness. "MMMMMM," I heard him moan from his side of the wall. In no time at all he was working my cock in and out of his mouth, lingering his tongue on the tip of my cock, making me shudder and moan more into the wall that separated us. He would suck me rapidly for a few strokes, then slowly for two or three, and then linger his tongue on my cock head for what seemed and eternity. "Stop, stop," I said trying to pull my cock out of his mouth, and my balls from his hand. "I'm going to cum if you don't stop." I felt his mouth release my cock then, and the cool air blast over where his warm mouth had been. "Your cock is perfectly suckable," he said. "Do you want to suck mine for a bit?" he asked. "Yea," I said already on my way down to my knees. "Sure." I couldn't actually kneel down all the way or the gloryhole would have been to high, so I crouched down like a baseball catcher with my butt on the heels of my feet. This put the gloryhole at a perfect height. I watched him stand up and aim his cock at the hole. I could see his beautiful cock coming at me. I don't know why since I had been in this position before with other men, but seeing his cock making its way through the hole, waiting to take it into my mouth, was making my knees shake, my heart beat faster, and almost fall into the wall. When he had it through I just sat there in amazement. It was smooth, had a nice head on it, not to large, but not to small either. He was cut like I was, but not a super tight cut that I had seen on many guys. Even as hard as he was he still has loose enough skin to make wrapping my hand around it and slowly jacking it that his skin would move with my hand. "Oh my God," he moaned. "Your hand feels so nice on my cock." I stuck out my tongue and licked the underside of his cock from as far down as I could go, up to the tip top head, and then swallowed as much as I could of his cock. Which was only about half way. I had yet to learn how to deep throat, and gagged a lot when I took to much. "Oh fuck me," I heard him whisper loudly into the wall. "Keep going." I took his words of encouragement and began to go up and down on his cock like he had done mine. I'd stop and lick the head of his cock before taking him deep. I could feel him shudder against the wall when I would take him as far as I could and hold his cock there in my mouth. Trying to breath through my nose until I couldn't hold it anymore and would eject his cock from my mouth and gag and cough to recover. I went through this routine four or five times before he said, "Dude, stop. Now you got me about to cum. My turn again." He was down waiting for my cock at the hole with an open mouth. As soon as I put my little member through the hole he had it in his mouth. I had measured myself a few times and knew that I was just shy of 5". I always came up at that time that I was 4.8 inches. I was waiting for the day when I would measure and be able to say that I was five inches when I was hard. He wrapped his hand around my balls again and pulled my cock as far into him as he could. He had no problem like the others taking every last centimeter of 14 year old cock into his hungry mouth. He pulled back, he licked my head, he swallowed my cock again, and each time I was trying to hump the wall and get my dick even farther, sweating hard against the wall. And once again I had to pull myself off of him before I came and collapsed. "Suck me again?" he asked, as I could hear him standing up. I didn't have to, or even couldn't, answer. I just crouched down again as his cock came through the hole. I took as much of him as I could, wrapped my hand around his balls this time, which I felt him shudder bang against the wall. I knew, like me, that he was getting close, and I so wanted to get him off. I started to go up and down on his cock even faster. I pulled on his balls like the first guy had done to me, giving them a little squeeze now and then that rocked his world. I swallowed him as much as I could, holding my head as deep as I could on his cock making me gag and choke. "Fuck me, dude," he moaned. "I'm so close." I gave his cock a few more good sucks before taking my mouth off of it and saying, "Cum in my mouth if you want to." I don't think he was expecting that because it seemed like his cock got even harder in my hand. He slammed his body against the wall, and called out, "Do it, man." It didn't take but another minute of me swallowing him, gagging, suction sucking the head of his cock, pulling on his balls, before I heard him moan, "I'm cumming!" I backed off his cock just a bit, but keeping the head of it in my mouth as I then felt the hot, sticky, sweet, flood of cum jet into, and hit the back of my mouth. I was able to swallow the first couple of jets, but then had to pull his cock entirely out of my mouth. But he wasn't done yet. His cock erupted a couple more times splashing my face, cheek, and chin with his cum. Even with my friends before I'd gone to the park the first time, this was the first time I ever got cum on my face. It was so warm and hot, and another totally wild experience that I would not soon forget. "Quick. Stand up before you cum," he said as he was diving to his knees waiting for my cock to come through. I obliged with lightning speed. He took my cock in his mouth so hard it was only seconds before I let loose in his mouth. "MMMMM," he moaned as he held my cock in his mouth while I jetted ever last drop of cum into him as I could. When he released my cock from his mouth, my knees were shaking so bad I could hardly stand up and collapsed to sitting on the toilet, breathing hard, and sweating, watching my cock collapse as well. I could hear him on the other side as well, breathing hard. "Oh, my God, dude," I heard him say after a minute or two. "That had to be one of the greatest give and gets I've had here. I didn't know how to reply to that. I gave a little chuckle and said simply, "Thanks." "I'm wasted," he added. "But do you want to go sit out in the park for a bit." "Sure. How about we go to the blue table in the corner?" "Perfect. I'll let you go out first and meet you there in a minute." "OK." So I pulled up my underwear and shorts. Pulled my shirt down from over my head and wiped my face a bit to get the sweat and cum off, and then left the stall and restroom. I walked over to the table I had mentioned, and as soon as I was about to sit down, I saw him come out of the restroom, spot me, and start to make his way over. "Hi, I'm Ryan. What's your name?" "Alex," I said, smiling.