Date: Fri, 30 Mar 2007 02:00:07 EDT
From: Gaysweatyguy@aol.com
Subject: My Early Years - Chapter Three

C H A P T E R   T H R E E

By the time we got back to San Jose it was late; after getting Grandpa
comfortable and then five and a half hours of driving Mother was tired.
All the way home all I could think of was fucking Randy; I couldn't even
imagine anything more wonderful than that.  I only wish that I could have
had him fuck me before we left.

Neither of us wanted to stay up; bed was a short trip once we got into the
house.  Because I had ridden home with a continual hard-on, as soon as I
got undressed I began beating off.  It only took me a few minutes to cum; I
did it in my hand and then licked it up so there wouldn't be any trace in
the morning.

I fell asleep almost immediately, dreaming about Randy, Ben, Robert and
even Ronnie.  I dreamt about fucking them, them fucking me, sucking them,
them sucking me and anything else sexual that I could imagine.  At one
point I dreamt about taking Robert's huge cock in my ass, then realized
that it would be too big.  I could never take anything like that.

I woke up the next morning to the sound of Mother rustling in the kitchen.
I pulled on my robe and went into the kitchen; Mother was packing a lunch
and getting ready to leave for work.  "Honey, I think I might have to work
late so just fix your self something.  There's bread and cold cuts in the
fridge for lunch.  Here's some money; go buy yourself a hamburger for
dinner.  Tomorrow night I'll cook something good.  I love you," and with
that she was out the door and gone.

I went back to bed and began beating off again; I was horny and wanted sex.
I'd gotten so used to having it anytime I wanted for the last ten days that
now I felt lost.  After cumming again, I took a shower, beat off again, got
dressed and left the house.

I left the house about ten and headed downtown.  I walked by Ronnie's and
thought I'd see if there was any news from him.  I knocked on the door and
waited for a couple of minutes; when no one answered the door I started to
leave.  Just then the door opened and Ronnie's mother was standing there in
her robe; she looked flustered.  I asked her if she had heard from Ronnie
and if he would be coming home soon.  She told me that he was still with
his father and wouldn't be home until the end of August, two and a half
months away.  I told her to tell Ronnie that I'd be glad when he got home;
I missed him. When I walked away I noticed a car in the driveway, parked
near the garage.

From there I continued downtown; I wanted to go by Ben and Robert's to see
if we could have sex or something.  I had jacked off less than two hours
before but was horny again.  I went to their house but no one was there.  I
waited for several minutes before concluding that they really weren't home.

Next I went to the theater where Robert worked; he wasn't in and the next
two days were his days off.  I was worried that he might have forgotten
about me; after all, I left town without saying anything to him and hadn't
seen him for almost two weeks.

I went by the school to see if there were any kids there I knew.  There
were several playing a basketball game and I joined in.  One of the kids
playing had transferred into our school about two months before the summer
vacation.  He was shorter than me but stocky.  His shirt was off, I could
see he was quite muscular and had begun developing some hair on his chest.

Since we were playing man-to-man it was his job to guard me.  He bumped up
against me all the time; feeling his half naked body as it touched mine
started to excite me.  I had to really concentrate on the game or I would
have ended up with a raging hard-on again.

Finally the game was over and we broke up.  We both lived in the same
direction and walked home together.  His name was Brian and he was a year
older than me.  He had lived in the Los Angeles area but had transferred
here when his mother died and he went to live with his dad and his uncle.
He said that he had been very sick when he was younger and had been held
out of school for a year and that was why he was going into his junior year
instead of senior year.

We talked about how he liked the school, some of the guys we both knew,
what he was doing for the summer and so forth; before we knew it we were at
his house.  We parted after we agreed to get together the next day for some
basketball again.

I really wanted to tell him about Randy, Robert, Ben and Ronnie and then
suggest that we have sex but I knew that wouldn't be at all good.  I
thought that I would like to suck his cock, though; as a matter of fact, at
this point I would like to suck any cock.

I got home and wondered around for a little.  My mother always kept her
door closed and I never went into her room but this morning she was in a
hurry and had forgotten to close it.  I looked in more out of curiosity
than anything else.  The bed hadn't been made, the curtains were still
closed and the room wasn't as neat as Mother usually kept it.  Lying on the
bed was something that looked like a cock; I walked over and picked it
up...it was a rubber cock!  It was smaller than Ben's or Robert's cocks but
bigger than mine.  I examined it and felt it for a little bit, put it to my
lips, then sucked it like a cock.  In my mouth it felt just like a real
cock.  I stopped, took it to my room and then got naked and began sucking
it again, this time jacking off at the same time.  Just about the time I
was ready to cum, I aimed my cock at the head of the rubber cock.  I spewed
my cum all over the top, then licked it off.  While it wasn't a real
blow-job it gave somewhat the sensation of giving one.

I walked naked back to Mother's room and put the rubber cock back where I
had found it.  Then I got dressed and walked downtown to get a hamburger.
I went to a new place that had opened up a few months before.  I entered,
looked around and saw Brian sitting in a booth with two men.  He saw me at
the same time and motioned for me to come over.

The two men sitting with Brian were older, one in his late thirties and the
other was over fifty, I was sure.  He introduced me to them; the younger
was his father and the older was his uncle.  They asked me to join them
which I did.  They hadn't ordered yet so I ordered with them when the
waitress came.  We ate and talked; they asked me about school, my friends,
the neighborhood we lived in, what sports I liked, did I like the San
Francisco Warriors, what I thought of the new television shows on, and so
on.

I spent two hours with them and when dinner was over they picked up the
check; I still had the money that Mother had given me.  They gave me a ride
home, Brian and I sitting in the back of the car while his uncle drove and
his father sat in the front.  Brian said good-bye when the left me at the
front door and said that he'd see me tomorrow morning.

Mother still wasn't home when I arrived; I went straight to her bedroom,
got her rubber cock again and jacked off on it.  I had just finished
licking my cum off of it when I saw the car lights in the driveway.  I
quickly pulled up my pants, replaced the rubber cock and was watching
television by the time she came in.

I concluded that I wanted to find one of those rubber cocks but had no idea
where to get one or for that matter, how.  I wondered if Ben and Robert had
any; I might be able to buy one from them.  I would ask them the next time
I saw them.

Mother came in, we talked for a while, then she said she was tired and
wanted to go to bed.  I wanted to watch some more television and would stay
up longer.  She told me to turn out the lights when I went to bed.  I
stayed up and watched Steve Allen, then went to bed.  As I walked by her
room through the closed door I heard quiet moaning.

I slept in the next morning; I wasn't meeting Brian until after lunch so
there was no big hurry.  As usual, I had a hard-on when I woke up and began
to jack off in bed.  Then I thought I'd see if I could find Mother's rubber
cock again so, hard-on sticking out of my underwear I walked to her room.
Her door was closed as usual; I opened it and looked around.  Her bed was
made, her curtains were open and everything was in place...but there was no
rubber cock in sight.  I walked in, gently stroking my hard cock and looked
around.  I didn't see it.  I checked a couple of her dresser drawers and
didn't find anything, then I opened nightstand drawer; on top were some
handkerchiefs and other things.  I put my hand in and felt around; back in
the back I felt the rubber cock!

I pulled it out, took it to my room, took off my shorts and began jacking
off in earnest while watching myself in the mirror.  When I was ready to
cum, I aimed my cock at the rubber cock and let it rip.  I shot off five
strong volleys of cum, then a little less.  I licked the cum off the rubber
cock, then rubbed my cock over the rubber cock to get the last of my cum
off.  Again I licked what little cum was left.

I stood there in the mirror and looked at myself; my cock was still half
hard.  I took the rubber cock and moved it to my ass and rubbed it around
my asshole.  It really felt good and I could see my own cock getting hard
again.  I began pushing the rubber cock into my asshole but it hurt too
much to push hard.  I remembered that my cock and Randy's ass were both
lubricated when I fucked him and it still hurt.  I wasn't going to do that
to Mother's rubber cock; if I did, she would know that I had found it.

I began jacking off again, then I got down on my knees by the bed and put
the cock on it, sticking up like a guy's cock.  I began sucking it while
jacking off again.  Because I'd just cum, it was a long time before I was
ready to cum again.  In the meantime I was enjoying the hell out of giving
this rubber cock a blow job.

I finally was ready to shoot again and stood up and aimed my cock at the
rubber one; I shot twice and nothing more came out!  I had drained my
supply for the morning!  I licked it off then walked back to Mother's room
and replaced the cock just the way I found it.  I thought that it would get
a lot of use in the future.

I showered, threw on underwear, some shorts,a t-shirt and my tennis shoes
and went down stairs.  After eating a sandwich and some chips, cookies, a
small candy bar and some ice tea, I went to the school.  Brian was already
there, shooting hoops.

His shirt was lying on the ground beside the court; he was already sweaty
and probably had been playing for a while.  We greeted each other, then
began to play.  It was a hard game; even though he was smaller than me we
were pretty well matched.  We played two games and by that time we were
pretty tired.  We went over to the grass and sat down, stretching our legs
out.  By this time my shirt was also off and lying on the grass next to
his.

Brian either wasn't wearing any underwear or he had boxer shorts on because
when I accidentally looked up his leg I could see part of his cock.  It was
a glimpse but enough to excite me.  I immediately looked up and tried not
to look there again but it didn't work.  I kept glancing down and seeing
it.  He shifted his leg and more of his cock became exposed.  I could see
that he wasn't wearing any underwear; this intrigued me.  Eventually he
caught me looking there but didn't move at all; he smiled a little and then
suggested that we play another game.

We played another game, this time it seemed rougher than the other two.  We
kept brushing up against each and feeling each other's naked upper body.
We were sweating and panting by the time the game was over.  Once my hand
had slipped to his groin and I brushed against his cock.  It was too quick
to feel anything but I knew that I wanted to really feel that.  Ronnie and
I had jacked each other off a couple of times, Randy and I had jacked each
other off; now I wanted to jack off Brian; at least that was the beginning
of what I wanted to do.

We finally finished the game.  We went back to the grass where we lay for a
while.  I lay on my stomach while Brian lay on his back.  He positioned
himself so that I could look right up the leg of his shorts and see his
cock.  I tried not to look but I couldn't help it; it was too tempting.  I
didn't want him to catch me but it was right there.  He watched as I would
glance there then look at him squarely.  He stretched out, putting his cock
closer to the opening and I could see all of it and his balls as well.
Then he got up and said that he had to get home.

We walked together shirtless, talking about things that boys talk about; I
forget what but I knew in the back of my mind I wanted to get home to
Mother's rubber cock and jack off like I never had before.  I was so horny
that I barely could talk.  We reached Brian's corner and he asked me if I'd
like to come over to his house for a little while.  While I really wanted
to, I knew that I couldn't be with him much longer without blurting out
something about wanting to blow him or something like that so I told him
that I had to get home too.  He said OK and we decided to meet at the
school again the next day for some more basketball.

I almost ran home; all I could think about was Brian's cock.  I didn't get
a good look at it, but I knew it wasn't as small as Randy's.  I wondered
how it would taste, if he had ever been sucked off before, would he fuck
me.  By the time I got home, I was so horny I couldn't think of anything
except jacking off.  I ran into the house; there was no one there.  I went
into Mother's room, grabbed the rubber cock, made a bee-line for my bedroom
and began beating off, thinking about Brian.  It was only a couple of
minutes before I was shooting cum all over the head of the rubber cock.  I
licked it and rubbed the rest of my cum on it and licked it again; I really
wanted it to be the real thing.  Then I replaced it in Mother's drawer and
went to the living room and turned on the TV; I knew Mother would be home
soon.

She arrived about fifteen minutes later, smiling and cheerful.  She said
that she had had a really good day at work and was feeling quite happy.
Mr. Jenkins had given her a raise and a promotion; she would have more
money in the future.  She decided that we would go out to dinner to
celebrate her good fortune.

We went to the same hamburger place that I had gone to the night before;
this was her choice and I gladly agreed.  We had a great meal; a double
cheeseburger, fries, chocolate ice cream and a cherry coke to drink.  I
felt really full from the food.  We got up from the booth and were walking
toward the cash register when the door opened and Brian, his father and his
uncle walked in.  I was surprised but called Brian over and introduced
everyone to my mother.

After the introductions and some small talk, Mother and I left.  As we were
leaving Brian and I confirmed that we would meet after lunch tomorrow for
another few games of basketball.  I jokingly told him that I had held off
today and tomorrow I'd beat his pants off.  (A quick vision of him with his
pants off entered my mind but I didn't dare say anything.)

Mother and I went home and watched some television.  We talked while
watching; she told me that she might be getting home late a little more
often; Mr. Jenkins had given her more responsibilities and she might have
to stay after normal hours to finish her work; tomorrow would definitely be
one of those days.  I could expect her home after nine at night but she
would leave me dinner or some money to buy some.

She also said that she was glad that I had found a friend to spend time
with during the day; she knew that I missed Ronnie and it could be a long,
lonely summer.  She asked if I had seen my friend, Robert again and I told
her that he wasn't at work when I stopped by the theater after we got back
from Santa Maria.

Around nine-thirty she said that she was going to bed; this was going to be
a busy week for her transitioning into her new position.  I wanted to stay
up and watch Steve Allen which was alright with her.  I finally ended up
going to bed around midnight.  Her door was closed as usual, again I heard
quiet moaning coming from her room.  I went into my room, took off all my
cloths and began jacking off and thinking of Brian; I really wanted to give
him a blow job.  I wish I could have gotten a good look at his cock today.
Finally I came, licked it out of my hand and went to bed.

I dreamed of sex all night...Ronnie, Robert, Ben, Randy and now Brian.  In
my dreams I was sucking every cock and they all were sucking mine at the
same time.  I woke up around three, jacked off, got up and took a pee and
went back to bed.  I fell right back to sleep and didn't wake up until the
next morning.

Mother was shaking me gently.  "Honey, I left you some money to eat
tonight.  I'm sorry but I'll have to stay and won't be home until after
nine.  Go back to sleep.  I love you," and left.  I rolled over and went
back to sleep, finally waking up around ten.  I got up, went to the
bathroom, then stopped off at Mother's room on the way back to my own and
got the rubber cock.  I took it into my room, pulled off my underwear and
began beating off.  At the same time, I gave the cock a blow job.  It
wasn't long before I was going to cum; when I did I let my cum get all over
the rubber cock and licked it off.  Boy, did I like the taste of cum...even
my own.

I lay in bed, playing with the rubber cock.  I sucked it, then tried to
shove it up my ass, then rubbed it all over me and played some more.  After
a while I decided that it was time to get up; I went to the bathroom and
watched myself in the mirror as I gave the rubber cock a blow job.  Then I
stepped into the shower, taking the rubber cock with me.  I started to play
with it and with my ass.  I soaped a finger and stuck in up my ass; at
first it hurt a little, then began to feel good.  I tried to get another
finger in, but I had forgotten to soap it and I couldn't quite get it in.
However, my ass felt sexy as hell.

I soaped up the rubber cock and tried to shove it into my ass; for some
reason it wouldn't work for me.  I could get half the head in my ass, but
as I shoved the cock harder into my ass it wouldn't fit.  I pulled it out
and tried my fingers again.  They would go up my ass but it hurt if I put
more than two fingers in.

I played around in the shower until the water started getting cold.  I kept
fantasizing that it was Brian in the shower with me.  Finally the water was
getting cold; I got out and dried myself and the rubber cock.  I dropped it
off on the way back to my room then started got dressed.  While in the
shower I had resolve that I wouldn't wear any underwear to the park...I'd
let Brian get glimpses of my cock as I did his earlier.

When I got to the park Brian was already there, shooting hoops.  His shirt
was on the grass; he had already begun to sweat , looking beautiful in just
shorts and tennis shoes.  I dropped my shirt beside his and began playing.
We played for an hour; it was fast, hard basketball.  Neither gave the
other any slack.  We were sweating like two pigs when we finally decided to
take a break.  We both nearly fell on the grass beside the court.

We lay on the grass, panting.  I moved so that we were opposite of each
other.  I looked up his shorts to see that he wasn't wearing underwear
again.  At the same time, I caught him checking me out.  He looked up at me
and smiled.  Then he moved his leg so I had a better view of his cock.  I
did the same.  We didn't speak to each other but said volumes with the lack
of conversation.

We began to play basketball again after a ten minute break.  We only played
thirty minutes more and decided to call it a day.  We walked home, carrying
our shirts with us.  Brian invited me over to his house.  He told me no one
was home but there wouldn't be any problem.  There were plenty of cokes in
the house and we could do watch some TV.  I knew my mother wouldn't be home
till late; I could call her and tell her where I was so I decided to go.

We arrived at Brian's house around 2:00 and went to Brian's room.  It was a
big room with a double bed that wasn't made.  He had a couple of chests of
drawers; there were cloths strung all over the place, an empty dirty dish
in the corner as well as other things that were found usually in a
teen-aged guy's room.

As soon as we got in, Brian kicked off his shoes and stripped off his
shorts; he was facing me.  "I need a shower; how about you?" he said.  I
kind of stammered a "yeah, OK."  "Look, you're hot and sweaty; you need a
shower, too.  Besides that gives us a chance to play with each other's
cocks; we've been playing peek-a-boo with our cocks all afternoon."

I looked directly at his cock; it was beautiful!  It wasn't as big as Ben's
but bigger than either Randy's or mine.  He had foreskin which covered his
head though as he started to get hard, his head began showing.  He had dark
hair surrounding it and growing on his balls.  As he rubbed, his cock got
longer and thicker.  I was sitting on the bed, my head level with his cock.
He moved forward while jacking himself off, pointed it toward my mouth.
Then he moved forward.  His cock-head touched my lips.  "Suck it.  Give me
a hot blowjob now," he almost whispered.

I opened my mouth and he shoved it in.  It wasn't totally hard but still
getting harder.  As he pumped my mouth his cock began to expand its full
length; probably seven inches long and two inches thick!  I tasted his
thick pre-cum as he began to fuck my mouth in earnest.  As I sucked him, I
kicked off my shoes and pulled off my pants; now I was totally naked, too.

He pulled his cock out of my mouth, pushed me down on the bed and half
turned me so that I was lying on the bed at length.  He lay down beside me
and began kissing me passionately.  I, of course responded with equal
passion.  It wasn't long before we were in a sixty-nine position with me on
top of him.  I pumped my cock in and out of his mouth while deep-throating
his magnificent cock.  I don't know how long this went on but it seemed
like a very short forever.  I felt him as he began to tremble, then his
cock got harder and he pushed most of it in my mouth and began to cum...it
tasted wonderful.  The taste of his cum forced me to cum as well.  I
exploded in his mouth, shooting volley after volley, each matching his.  We
came for at least three minutes before finally running out of cum.

He let my cock go; though he stopped sucking it he continued to lick and
occasionally kiss it.  Then he began to lick my balls, eventually sucking
them.  After that, he pulled me down, scooted forward and began licking my
asshole.  What a sensation!  I loved it.  I began doing the same to him and
soon we were rimming each other; he hadn't cleaned his asshole either, but
it didn't matter to me.  I just kept on licking.

Eventually both of our cocks were hard again.  I scooted down and began
sucking his cock again; after a minute he did the same to me but stuck his
finger in my ass at the same time.  I did the same to him.  It wasn't long
before we were sucking and finger-fucking each other at a mad pace.  Since
we had just come it took a long time to cum again.  Sometime during our
lovemaking we reversed position so that I was on the bottom and he was on
the top.

He could take the whole length of my cock into his mouth; I couldn't quite
take all of his, though.  We adjusted our rhythms so that we were together,
both in the sucking and the finger-fucking.  I wasn't sure how long we went
on, but suddenly I knew I was going to cum again.  I felt a tremendous
pressure that went from my prostrate to my balls and out...then I began to
pump cum into his mouth.  It was merely seconds before he started to do the
same.  For two guys who had cum just a while ago we had built up quite a
reserve again.

We stopped cumming after several minutes.  We lay there, not moving for a
little while then Brian began kissing my cock, my stomach and up my chest.
He crawled backwards, kissing my body as he moved.  At the same time I
kissed what was exposed to me.  All the while we let our hands work on each
other's body.  Finally our lips touched.  The next half an hour was spent
in passionate embrace, kissing and feeling each other.  Brian had turned so
that we were both laying in the same direction.

"I knew you'd be hot, but I didn't think you'd be that hot," he finally
said.  When I asked him how he knew I'd even be receptive let alone "hot"
he told me that Victor had told him.  "You mean your Uncle Victor?" I
asked.  "Victor isn't really my uncle; he's my father's lover.  They just
say that so there aren't any questions about them living together."  He
laughed.  "Victor said that if I ever got you in bed you'd suck and fuck my
brains out till I couldn't move.  You've proved your sucking, how is your
fucking?"

I told him I wasn't sure; I'd only fucked one guy and I hadn't been fucked
yet though I was more that willing.  He confessed that he hadn't been
fucked either but he wanted it really bad.  He knew it was great because
his father and Victor fucked every night, sometimes two or three times on
the weekends.

We agreed to take each other's virginity; even though I was afraid of the
size of his cock I knew I could do it.  We lay in bed kissing and caressing
each other for the rest of the afternoon.  Suddenly Brian's door flew open;
it was Victor!  He looked at the two of us, lying naked in each other's
arms.  "Was I right, Brian?" he casually asked.  "Even hotter that you
thought, Victor." Brian responded.  "Well, perhaps I'll find out before too
long.  Your father will be home before too long; you've got chores to do.
I'll see you both later," he smiled as he closed the door.

Brian said he had to do some things around the house and we'd better get
dressed.  Since I only had shorts, shoes and a shirt to put on it didn't
take me long to get dressed.  We kissed each other several times while we
were doing that.  He walked me to the door and gave me a passionate kiss
before opening it; Victor was in the living room watching the television
news and saw it.  I began laughing as I headed out the door.  "What are you
laughing at?" Brian asked.  I turned and looked at him.  "We never did take
our shower."