Date: Thu, 23 Jun 2005 19:18:49 -0400 From: Reprobate Subject: Summer at thirteen - Part 1 Summer at thirteen - Part 1 by Reprobate (rprob8@hotmail.com) ********************************************* This story is my first attempt at pure fiction, and is Part 1 or a two part series. Part 1 is based on actual events and a real person, but in real life it never escalated beyond a sort of mutual touching but not to climax. Strangely though, he had no problem with kissing me. However, what I am writing is something close to what I wish had happened. Let me know if you like the story. Maybe I will venture more into the total fiction ... rather than just relating my remembrances of past experiences. Thanks to everyone who have commented on my stories so far. Your thoughts are appreciated ;-) ********************************************** I had turned 13 in April of 1966 ... and that summer, I was "hired" to accompany a family to "the beach" where they had rented a cottage right on the beach from July 1st to August 31st. The couple were friend's of the family and they had 2 children ... a boy of about 8, and a girl about 6. Neither of the parents swam, so my sole duty for the summer would be to act as a personal lifeguard for the 2 kids. I had been in the Red Cross swimming programs since I was young and had earned my Bronze Medallion by the end of the previous summer. If I had been a few years older I could have gotten a paying job as a Life Guard at a pool .. but I was too young to take the final test, even though I could out swim and out perform everyone in my class that was old enough to take the test. Anyway, the point is, I was a good person for the parents to choose to watch over their kids while they were in the water. And before your minds go completely off track, this story has nothing to do with either kid. When I was 13, I was already a pretty big kid. I was about 5'9" by then, having started puberty when I was 11. When I was 12, I suddenly started growing hair everywhere on my body ... head to toe, back and front. It was also when I was 12 that I got seriously into weight lifting with a neighbor in his home gym. So I was tall, big chest, about a 34" waist in those days, and for my age had extremely good definition in my pecs, abs, biceps and legs. And I was a strong bugger. The only thing on me that was small was my dick and balls. I was maybe 2" long when soft and almost 6" when I was totally hard ... and that's about all I am these many years later. I had light brown hair in those days that went to blonde in summer, and hazel eyes. I had to shave almost every day but had not grown a mustache then ... that happened when I was 14. I also tanned a deep brown in those days ... so with the blonde hair and the hazel eyes ... I was rather striking to look at if I do say so myself. My body hair would also bleach out so it wasn't as evident from a distance, which I was thankful for. Kids at home had taken to saying some rather hurtful comments that wounded my psyche in ways I am still coping with today. The long and the short of all this is ... I looked anything but a 13 year old. By this time, I had been messing around with friends of mine since I was 11 ... mutual jerking off and sucking each other off. Also, just before my 13th birthday, the same friend who gave me my first orgasm, also fucked me for the first time. And I liked it. But that had only happened a couple or so times since. So here I was at the cottage for the summer. The cottage itself was literally right on the beach. There was a private sort of beach area right in front ... and then 3 sand dunes where 2 came from the west and one came in between them from the east ... so the path to the public beach was a sort of "S" shape through the dunes. Once through the dunes there was a small grade down to the main beach. First there was the dirt track for cars to drive up and down the beach ... and then about 30 feet of actual beach before you got to the lake. When you got in the water, it felt like you had to walk almost forever to get to water of any depth ... not good for my own swimming ... but it was great for when I was looking after the kids who did not swim well. Once a week, the family had to trek back to my hometown ... the kids to get their allergy shots and the father to make sure everything with his business was going okay. They would leave about 8AM and did not return until 8 or 9PM ... so these days were my "days off" to do as I wanted. My favorite swim suit that year was a black knit job that covered a bit more than the speedo's they have these days. In order to get a swimsuit with leg holes big enough to fit my thighs ... I had to buy a suit that was much too big in the waist ... so I had to cinch the drawstrings really tight to keep them from flopping open down to my thighs. The trouble was, when the suit got wet is tended to stretch a little so no matter what I did I had to remember to keep pulling it up when I got out of the water. One of my favorite things to do when the family was away, was to sunbathe nude between the sand dunes between the beach and the cottage. No one ever came from the beach side and if someone arrived at the cottage I could hear them and throw on my bathing suit quickly. But thankfully, during the whole of the summer, no one arrived at the cottage unannounced. It was early in August that the family was away. I had my towel laid out between the sand dunes and I was making trips down to the water in order to cool off clad in my bathing suit. Then I would trek back up to my towel in the dunes ... strip off my suit and lay it out to dry once more and I would apply another bunch of suntan lotion ... then lay down until I got too hot again. On one of my excursions to the water ... a guy of about 19 was frolicking in the water by himself not far from me. I said Hi to him .. so he came closer to me and we introduced ourselves. I had a passion for swimming underwater at that time in my life and I could stay under for almost 3 minutes at a time. I sometimes freaked out people who didn't know I could hold my breath so long ... and that too gave me a sick kind of pleasure, to see their faces almost in a panic when I did resurface. Anyway, my new friend, Dave, and I were chatting and I guess he started realising I was younger than I looked. He asked me how old I was and I could see the shock register when I told him I had just turned 13 a few months before. Dave, he was about my height and a nicely muscled medium build, dark hair and blue eyes. He too wore a black knit swimsuit that fit him perfectly. I was keeping myself scrunched down in the water so it covered my shoulders ... this was my habit until I was ready to exit the water. Dave was standing somewhat in front of me and the water came up to mid hip ... so when he turned sideways I could see his great butt and how the water & bathing suit conspired to highlight every detail including his deep cleft. His soft dick was fully outlined so much so I could tell he was circumcised, soft, pretty thick and relatively nicely hung curled up and pointing to his left hip. He asked if I was in one of the beside cottages and I pointed out the one I was in straight inland from where we were. He pointed down the beach a bit to a cottage without any sand dunes in front and said they had just arrived the day before and were staying until the end of the month. I told him I had been in the water long enough, for now, and stood up to start walking to shore. When I did, my bathing suit slipped down giving him a glimpse of about half my butt and down to my pubic hairs in front. I just pulled it back up as usual and proceeded walking to shore. He started coming after me and asked me to wait up. When he caught up he said "You don't have a tan line ... are you always this brown all over?" "No" I said, blushing a bit. I looked around and there was no one even close to us, so I turned to him and said "Once a week when the family I am staying with go away for the day, I sunbathe nude" "You are kidding. Aren't you afraid of getting caught?" "Naaaaa ... I have a great place I can do it." "It must be real nice to be able to do that and not worry. I've always wanted to do it but never had the nerve. I have never even went skinny dipping and that's another thing I would like to try" "I got skinny dipping almost every night" I said. "How? Where?" "Right here. As soon as the sun goes down the beach is practically deserted. So I come down here with my air mattress, go way out to chest deep, take off my bathing suit and tie it on the air mattress then I either climb on it or go swimming around for a bit and then climb on it. I love looking up at the stars as the waves wash me back into shore." "You never get caught?" "Only one time I was on my stomach on the air mattress and I fell asleep. I was right at the shore when I heard somebody say that that looked like fun. There was an older couple walking up the beach and they saw me so they thought they should wake me before a less understanding person came along. They were neat about it. No problem." "Wow ... I would have died of embarrassment" "I think I almost did myself." I laughed. "Ummmm ... can you show me where you do your nude sunbathing?" "Sure" I said "follow me" He said to wait up a second as he went running down the beach and came back carrying his towel ... and we headed to the dunes in front of the cottage. We came around the bend in the path and Dave whistled when he saw my "secret spot". I turned around to look at him and the first thing I noticed was his dick had certainly grown and was now pointing straight up towards his navel with only the swim suit waistband keeping him contained. I invited him to spread out his towel and join me ... so he laid out his towel and then collapsed stomach down on top of it with his head turned towards me. I left my suit on and laid down on my back ... my own smaller but excited cock pointing straight up. Embarrassed, I reached down and shifted it and the fabric so my dick was laying flat on my abdomen. "You have a great build for a 13 year old" Dave said. "I was born big and then last year I started weight lifting and my muscles grew pretty fast" "Looks good. You are also a really hairy. I don't think I have ever seen anyone with so much hair ... let alone on someone your age." "Well, the hair just came last year. I didn't have anything to say about it. Just like I didn't have anything to say about the size of my dick and balls" I must have blushed a dozen shades of red. I couldn't believe I just basically admitted to my 2 biggest insecurities to someone I had literally just met. Dave just smiled without making comment. "You aren't going to sunbathe nude?" Dave asked "Its one thing to go naked when I am by myself, but its a whole lot different when someone else is here." "Go ahead, do what you normally would do. I don't think I can do it myself, not yet anyway, I am too nervous. But you go ahead if you want." I thought about it for a minute and then figured ... why not. So I untied the knot in my drawstring, sat up and pulled my bathing suit down and off my feet, and then turning so I was exposing my back to Dave, I rolled over onto my stomach ... keeping my naked dick and balls from his gaze. I laid there enjoying the freedom once more and feeling the occasional breeze come around the corner of the dune blowing across my skin and through my body hair and seemingly taking dead aim between my slight spread legs to caress my exposed perineum and the back of my exposed balls. It was great. The sand from the dunes seemed to reflect the sun from all angles so the sun seemed to hit you from all angles. And, because the breezes on came intermittently, I tended to feel like I was being cooked as well. I suddenly remembered I forgot to put on the suntan lotion, so I grabbed it from the side of my towel. I did not want to sit up and thereby totally expose myself to Dave's gaze ... so I reached as best I could to apply it on my back, butt and legs ... and doing a terrible job of it. "Do you want me to put some of the lotion on you?" Dave asked. "Sure, if you don't mind. " Dave took the bottle of lotion ... but it was real more like an oil ... and proceeded to squirt some on my back and began spreading it around. He had gotten up on his knees beside me and I could see his cock was still erect in his swimsuit. He made quick work of my back ... so I asked him if he would mind doing my legs "and stuff" too. So he squirted more of the coconut oil on my legs, one at a time, leaving the tops of both thighs until he had finished the rest. "You want me to put the stuff on your ass too?" Dave asked ... with more than a hesitation in his voice. "Yeah ... if you don't mind." "Ummmm ... I don't know if I should. I never touched a guys ass before. It just seems kind of ... queer. You know?" Dave said. In those days you didn't say "gay" unless you were talking about being happy. "I don't think its queer. But if you don't want to ... its OK. I can get it myself I guess." "Well ... this is between you and me right? You won't tell anyone?" "Yeah right ... I am going to tell everyone that a guy was rubbing oil on my naked butt" I laughed. "OK then ... I guess I can do it for you ... if you want." "Sure ... go ahead. You can do a better job at it than I can anyway because you can see where its already done and where I still need oil. But use a bit more oil on my butt. The tan there has to get done in one day what the rest of me gets in the other six" I said with a smile. I am not sure at this point if I was thinking "something" might happen or not. Just because a teenage guy throws a rod, I didn't automatically assume it would lead to us fooling around. Dave then shocked the heck out of me by squirting what felt like half the bottle all over my butt and thighs. I could feel it running down the sides of my buttcheeks and between my legs. I told him to put on a bit more .... but this felt like way too much. "I think you used to much ... quick, start rubbing it in before it all runs off into my towel." His hands went into high gear ... rubbing everywhere he saw the oil running off ... including running his hand down between my legs and drawing the oil back up with his fingers right up my butt crack grazing my tight pucker on their travels. He did this a couple times, while his other hand took care of the oil every where else. On one upward stroke over my rosebud ... he paused and tickled it causing me to draw in my breath quite audibly. The next time he paused longer, this time pushing into my butthole with his index finger. I relaxed and breathed deeply ... and my butt seemed to inhale the full length of his finger and it was suddenly pressing against my prostate. I groaned rather loudly and it took me a few seconds to realize the sound came from me. "Did I hurt you?" Dave asked "No ... I am fine. But don't you think what your finger is doing is a wee bit queer?" "Yeah, I guess ... a wee bit. But remember you said you wouldn't tell anyone. Besides, there was so much oil I had to start shoving it in some place." I opened my eyes to look at him and he looked back at me with a big smile. He then wiggled his finger and I closed my eyes and groaned again. I said "I think maybe if you used 2 fingers you might be able to get more oil up there quicker" "Really? You mean it? Oh wow ... this is so neat. You are so hot in there ... and tight. Tighter than my girlfriends pussy that's for sure." So he removed his finger ... then using two fingers he slowly shoved even more oil up my now eager hole. You have to remember, I had not had sex with anyone since coming to the beach over a month previous. Even my jack off sessions were not curbing the building need I had been feeling to be fucked again. I was due ... and I suddenly latched onto the possibility that Dave just might be more than a little interested in .. filling the void (pardon the pun) ... himself. As he worked his two fingers into my butt, I raised my hips to quicken his penetration. He twisted his fingers around inside me for a minute, then pulled them almost out and shoved them back in. He did this about a dozen times and when I looked back at him he was watching his fingers going in and out ... seemingly oblivious to anything else. I could see his dick was still full hard inside his swimsuit ... and the now almost dry garment had a wet spot right at the tip of his cock. Each time his fingers started shoving in, I raised my butt to meet his hand ... and when his fingers hit bottom it would cause me to moan once more. Of his own accord ... he started to slip in three fingers. I took a quick intake of air and gasped at the sudden pain. I asked him to hold his fingers still for a moment ... and he did, looking down at my face with concern. After a couple minutes I smiled back at him, my asshole having finally adjusted to the fullness ... and still smiling I lifted my butt back up to swallow all three fingers fully. Once again, he started pulling them out and meeting my raising butt when he started shoving them back in again. "You ever do anything with a guy before?" I asked Dave He shook his head .. NO ... then confided the only thing he's ever done was feel up his girlfriends tits and finger her pussy when she would let him. I asked him if she had done anything for him ... and he said she wouldn't even touch him, even through his clothes. I asked him if he wanted to fool around with a guy ... and he adamantly said NO ... that only queers did that and he wasn't a queer. "Well ... don't you think having your fingers up my butt is more than a wee bit queer?" Wrong thing to say. He whipped his fingers out of my butt so fast it left my asslips flapping. I groaned my disappointment and laid myself back flat on my stomach on the towel again. How was I going to salvage this scenario I wondered. Dave looked a little shaken but was still looking at my butt. "You have a bunch of oil on your back above your butt ... I should rub that in for you" "Ok .. if you don't mind" and then I continued "you could probably spread it better if you straddled my thighs though" Dave went to move into position when a thought struck him "But you have an awful lot of oil down there ... I don't want to get any on my suit. It might not come out except in the wash ... and the wash isn't going to be done for a few days. I'll just do it from the side." "Look ... why don't you just take off your suit ... then straddle my thighs. Its easier .. believe me." "Well ... OK. But same deal as before. You don't tell nobody." Dave said "Don't worry. I won't" So Dave moves down by my feet where I can't see him ... and then he throws his suit onto his towel beside me as he kneels down to straddle my thighs. As his hands move the pooled oil up my back ... what I was expecting to happen, happened ... but I think it must have taken Dave completely by surprise. Dave suddenly gasped as his still hard dick ran up my ass crack ... coating his dick with some of the oil still there. He apologised ... but I told him to forget about it. So he made the long strokes with his hands from the small of my back up to my shoulders a few more times. Then I think he started letting his little head do his thinking for him ... because on each up stroke his cock pressed deeper into my ass crack ... and each time I would clench my cheeks to give him the snuggest fit possible. After a while of this, while he was sat back on my thighs ... I told him my legs were a little uncomfortable and would he mind kneeling between my legs. No problem, he said. So he shifted from one leg to the other until his legs were now inside my now spread ones. There was method to my madness ... but it was going to take timing. Dave started again with the long strokes ... again burying his hard cock in my crack and then easing it back on the downstroke. After a few times, as he started his hands up my back again, I raised my butt and BINGO ... his cock hit my ass pucker dead on ... and he stopped cold in the middle of an upstroke. Before either of us had a chance to think .. I moved my butt back quick and immediately my loosened asslips swallowed the head of his cock. I gasped with the sudden pain ... Dave gasped with the surprise. My ass quickly adjusted and I continued to back up until I could feel his pubic bush on my ass cheeks. Dave gave a final jab and groaned more loudly than I had previously. Because of the structure of the dunes I knew sound from in this place did not travel out ... no one could hear my loud radio stations playing until they rounded the path past the first dune on either side ... so I wasn't worried. Dave did not seem to know what to do next ... so I took the initiative and started moving my butt off his hard cock and when just the head was left in I took him quickly back in to the hilt. After about half a dozen strokes of my butt ... Dave got the idea and started pounding into my butt with long strokes ... my butt moving to meet him half way each time. I clamped down with my ass ring and each time it caused Dave to moan again. He suddenly started fucking me faster and losing any type of rhythm he had ... but gawd it still felt great. A half dozen or so more times he pounded my butt like there was no tomorrow and then he rammed deep and held it there. I could then feel his cock violently twitch inside me and his cum started gushing into me. And gushing is the word. With my friend back home, when he came I could feel the spurts hitting inside me each time. But with Dave, it seemed it was a constant flow even as his cock twitched. Dave collapsed on my back ... and I in turn collapsed onto my towel ... with Dave's cock still spewing and flexing inside me. And in amongst his quite moans of pleasure ... he would gasp again a bit every time I clamped down with my pucker ... almost milking his softening cock. When his cock fell out of my butt ... he rolled to the side and just laid there with a grin on his face. I rolled on my side to face him .. and when he opened his eyes and looked down my body ... he could see I was still hard and dripping precum. He looks up into my eyes and says .... "I can't let you do that to me" "I don't want to fuck you" I said as I started to stroke my cock "But I wouldn't mind if you helped me with your hand" "I have never done that to anyone else before. I don't know if I can do it right for you" I told him "Just pretend its your own cock" So Dave reached over and grabbed hold of my much smaller cock and started to stroke. Then he asked me to turn away from him ... and then he snuggled up against me with his now soft cock once again in my ass crack. He then reached around and started jacking my cock in earnest. He definitely could do it better this way and soon I was grunting and jabbing my cock into his stroking hand as my climax rocketed to the surface. With a loud groan I started shooting my cum all over the sand between me and the sand dune. Then we both laid back on our towels with satisfied grins. I glanced at Dave's now soft cock and it was a pretty one ... about 5 inches soft laying on its side and below hung a nice hanging set of balls. I thought to myself that I definitely would have to inspect all of Dave much closer up before the month was over. I sat up and started pulling on my bathing suit again ... and I turned to Dave and said "Come on ... we have to go clean up". So Dave donned his suit, then he grabbed his towel as we made our way down to the water. We walked out far enough so I could submerge myself up to my shoulders ... and then Dave did like wise facing me. As we talked ... I slipped off my trunks and began to rinse them out. Dave had a questioning look on his face ... until he saw the remnants of his sperm that was leaking from my butt and floating to the surface. I indicated he better rinse off good as well. We got ourselves cleaned up and then walked to shore where Dave said he had best get home. "I'll probably see you sometime over the month" Dave said as he headed off without a backward glance. I walked back up to the cottage ... retrieving my sunbathing stuff on my way past and scuffing up the clumps of sand that marked my orgasm. I laid down for a while ... then got up and made myself some dinner. I had just cleaned up the dishes when everyone arrived back from their day away. We chatted and passed the time away by playing Scrabble or something and then it was time for the kids to go to bed. It was now pretty dark out so I decided it was time to go down for my evening swim and float. The parents were pretty tired themselves ... so they went off to bed as I exited towards the beach ... grabbing the inflated air mattress from beside the front door on my way past. The beach was literally deserted. I could not even make out a silhouette. I walked quite a ways out, as usual, and stripped off my bathing suit and tied it to the air mattress. Then I swam around close by luxuriating in the warm water caressing me all over unfettered. After a while I climbed up and laid face down on the mattress. Despite having Dave's body shielding my back for part of the afternoon, I was feeling more than a bit of heat and decided to cool it off in the night air. I watched initially to make sure the waves were taking me straight back into the shore near the cottage ... which it seemed to be. Didn't want to look up in half an hour and find myself a mile or so down the beach. So, pretty certain of my course, I put my head down to relax. Of course my first thoughts were of the events of the afternoon. I wasn't sure if Dave was freaking out about what happened between us. But he sure was quiet and a different mood afterwards. As I replayed the finer moments of our encounter, my dick sprang up to full hard ... so I lifted my butt and rearranged things. I had just settled back into my thinking when I suddenly felt a wet hand on my ass cheek. I literally jumped a couple feet off the air mattress and landed in the water ... gasping for air. I looked across to where the owner of the hand should have been ... but no one was there. I looked around ... but saw no one. Then I felt a delicious warmth surround my still hard dick. I grabbed the air mattress in both hands tight and groaned my approval. This anonymous mouth just held my dick in its warmth. Then it backed off and a head appeared between my arms, between me and the air mattress. Slowly, more of this person emerged just as the clouds cleared the moon ... and I found myself face to face with Dave. He had a huge grin on his face when he said "I thought I would find you out here" I smiled, glad I finally knew who my unexpected companion was. He turned away a bit and reached to where my trunks were tied to the mattress and when he turned back I realised he had tied his own bathing suit there with mine. I told him to hold onto the air mattress ... and then I submerged with my lungs full of air and took his already hard cock into my mouth. I decided I was going to give this college kid not only his first blow job .... but the best one he would likely to have in a long time to come. As I sucked greedily on his hard cock, wrapping it again and again with my tongue and bobbing my head back and forth ... I was fondling his balls and moving a finger back to rub against his tight pucker. I worked at him for as long as my air held out ... and then some. I kept pumping his cock with my hand until I had caught my breath and was able to get another lung full. I knew Dave was getting close because his balls were starting to pull up. I then went down his approximate 7" of cut cock and took him right into my throat. One of his hands came to the back of my head as he started thrusting into my mouth. On his second or third thrust, I jammed my finger through his tight pucker and found his prostate which I started rubbing with a vengeance. Through the water I heard an almost howl and Dave was suddenly shooting rope after rope of thick creamy cum down my throat. His cum was a little more acrid than I was used to ... but still quite good. I sucked on his quickly softening cock until I was again out of breath and had to surface, while I slowly eased my finger out of his ravaged hole.. Dave was leaning with arms outstretched using the air mattress for support. While he was still a little disoriented, I urged him to lay across the mattress bent at the waist with his butt pointed towards me. His taunt well muscled butt looked good even in the moonlight. I parted his cheeks and then dove my face into his butt immediately finding and licking his tight pucker. The pleasure my tongue gave him replacing the memory of my recent assault with my finger. As I tongued and kissed and nibbled his ass ring ... Dave started leaning over further and pushing his butt back more, encouraging me to continue amid his whimpers and low moans. I began shoving my tongue through his now loosened pucker and started ramming it in, in time with his now constant "Arg, arg, arg, arg" sounds he was emitting. Trouble is ... the more active Dave became the more water was getting into my mouth and up my nose. I reached through his legs and found he had gone full hard again. With a quick kiss on Dave's fine pucker ... I stood up and replaced him with my upper body across the air mattress. Dave was a quick study ... I just told him to loosen me up a bit with his fingers ... but to take it easy because we had no lube this time. He eased in first one finger and then progressed to two a bit quicker than I might have liked. Then he had his cockhead beginning to push into my asshole. I took a deep breath and shoved my ass back and took about half of him ... and then we both held still until the pain eased. Dave felt my butt relaxing and he started slowly pumping into my butt a bit at a time. When he got it all eased in he started a slow long stroke fuck. Damn, I thought, this guy learns fast ... he really knows how to fuck. He long stroked me in easy rhythm for what must have been a half hour ... I was turned on so much I reached down to stroke my own cock. I heard his breathing start to quicken and as his strokes got faster and more fierce .... he reached around and started stroking me big time. With a low grunt Dave buried himself to the root and held there while he again filled me with his cum. He continued jacking me and just when his cock was softening I shot my cum into the water around us. Dave pulled out of my butt and I could immediately feel his cum running out, down my exposed leg and into the waters to mix with my own. After we caught our breaths, Dave asked me to lay back on the air mattress. When I did, he leaned forward to inspect my now 2 inch soft cock and my balls that always seemed pulled up tight to my body. As he inspected me with his eyes and his hands ... my dick started to fluff up and take notice again. Dave leaned further down and took my whole package into his mouth and started an easy sucking and licking. My dick rose to its full length and Dave began moving his lips up and down ... running his tongue around and around my cockhead and shaft. My less than 6 inch cock responded to his ministrations with enthusiasm. As Dave's head bobbed ... his hand came between my legs and his finger sought out my pucker. When he found it, he shoved two fingers right up my butt and started ramming against my prostate hard. Before either of us knew it, I had rocketed to climax and started spewing my goo into his suctioning mouth. Dave swallowed a bit, just to taste it ... but the rest he just let ooze out from around his lips and coat my pubic hairs and run down my balls. When my dick was again completely soft ... Dave lifted up and I could see his wide grin as his fingers continued to gently stroke in and out of my well used butthole. I grinned back at him and said "Gee ... thanks ... that was terrific. When you left this afternoon, I wasn't sure if I really would see you again. You were awful quiet." "Well ... this afternoon ... we had just done some stuff that was queer. And I didn't handle that too good. But I laid down when I got home I realised I wasn't a virgin any more and that I had just had sex with another person, even it was a guy, and I liked it. Then I started thinking about some things I had thought of doing with friends and school chums over the last few years. And I decided, I did not care if it was queer, I wanted to do some more stuff. So here I am ... and I just sucked my first dick and I liked it. Not eating the cum part ... but I sure liked sucking your small dick." "Neat. Does that mean I will have your company for my nighttime skinny dips?" "And all day once a week when the family you stay with goes away" he added with a huge smile. "Great. Now this is turning into the summer I was hoping it would be from the start. Just wish I had met you a month ago." Dave then leaned his head down and brushed his lips across mine. It was my first guy - guy kiss ... and I learned quick how to kiss a guy. Dave may have been inexperienced in sex, but gawd could he kiss ... and he was an excellent teacher. Despite my having had sex with guys for the previous 2 years ... even though I wanted to kiss them, none of the guys I was with were wanting to kiss. Sex, it was only sex. In their minds, kissing was too queer. Stay tuned for Part 2 ...