Date: Fri, 16 Feb 2001 09:14:38 -0500
From: lesli 99 <lesli99@hotmail.com>
Subject: Young Times Parts 12

Young Times - Part XII

Spring had fairly flown by, the months melting into one another in a boring
blur of life in high school.  Things hadn't changed for me, better or
worse, but at least I was learning to live with the harassment of being
out.  I even had the opportunity to see Donnie in June when he came home
from military school.  It was wierd, I updated him on happenings at school
and he told me about his new school, but now we only had one thing in
common.  We were both boy crazy.

We shared our adventures.  Donnie had been active, maybe more so than me.
His new enviroment wasn't having the effect his parents had hoped it would,
it gave him more opportunities to engage in just the sort of lifestyle that
they had tried to keep him away from.  Little did they know that he was
headed straight for all the things he wanted and away from the innocense
they wanted for him.

At first he had been aprehensive in his new, macho surroundings.  He had
tried to blend in with his classmates, afraid that any indication of his
sexual orientation would lead to trouble.  He grew more and more frustrated
in the oppressive enviroment.  It seemed, at first, that his parents would
suceed in punishing him for the 'sins' he had committed in public school.

But Donnie is like me, in a word - obvious - and his 'secret' would not
stay secret long.  It started with good natured ribbing about his physical
stature, not frail, but not 'manly' as some of his fellow students viewed
themselves.  It turned to name calling, and when he didn't react with the
'right' amount of indignation at being called a 'sissy' by several
upperclassmen, certain assumptions were made and he found himself the
object of even more kidding.  Before long these assumptions were proven
true and I listened with rapt attention as he recounted his first
experience.

"It was at the end of gym class" he explained.  We were sitting on his
front porch one warm June day.  His parents didn't approve of us being
together, but they were both at work and I had taken the opportunity to
visit him.  "I was hanging back from going to the showers, you know, til
the rest of class had finished.  I guess I really didn't trust myself in
the midst of all those naked boys.  Afraid something would happen, like I'd
get a hardon or something."  I knew exactly what he meant, I did the same
thing myself, and now that I was 'out' at school, most of my classmates
hesitated about being in the shower with me too.

"God, I know" I offered "don't you just love to see them and hate it all at
the same time?"

"Yeah, well I had done a pretty good job of delaying going in, but there
was this one boy, a senior, who seemed to be trying to wait me out.  I
mean, he just hung around til it was so late that I had no choice but go in
or be late for class.  So I took my towel and went into the shower room.
It was empty, except for this boy, and I tried to keep from looking at him
as I soaped up.  But he was just standing there, you know?  And when I
stole a peek at him, I couldn't help but see that he had a hardon.  And he
was holding his dick in one hand and cupping his balls with the other.
Starring straight at me.  I looked away for a while, trying to concentrate
on showering, but my eyes kept going back to the sight of him, and before I
knew it I felt myself getting hard too.  I tried to turn away, but
something kept drawing me back."

"The same thing happens to me all the time" I chimed in.  It was true, in
gym class I tried to keep my mind from wandering, my eyes from starring,
but all that boy meat just made me hot and wet.  It's as though I was in a
candy store but couldn't afford to buy anything.

"Well, try as I might I just couldn't help stealing a look, and when I did
he caught me starring.  He said something like 'you know what this needs?'
and before I could stop myself I ask 'what'?, and he said 'your faggot
mouth on it'.  I almost died with embarrassment, but my hardon gave my
feelings away, and before I knew it I was moving over to him.  I kept my
eyes on it and when I was close enough I reached out and touched it.  God,
it was heavenly to the touch, and he was rock hard.  He took his hand away
and I wrapped my fingers around it and started to jack him."

"How big was he?" I asked, getting hard at the thought of Donnie and the
boy, naked, in the shower.

"About the same size as you and me.  But the feeling was electric.
Remember, it had been months since I had felt a cock, other than my own.
Well, he let me jack him and I cupped his balls with my free hand.  I stood
there, we both stood there, shuddering with excitement as I kept my eyes
glued to it, and after a couple minutes of that, he said - real soft like -
'go ahead, suck it'.  Well, I didn't waste a second, I dropped to my knees
and brought my face up to it.  It was even more beautiful up close, the
head was purple and he was oozing precum.  If I thought feeling it was
heaven, when he put it in my mouth I almost fainted.  It tasted so good I
couldn't think of anything but sucking him.  And I did.  He pulled my face
to him, forcing it in my mouth all the way until I could feel the head in
my throat.  I didn't suck him as much as he fucked my mouth, and after a
few minutes he shot in me.  It was the most wonderful thing I have ever
tasted.  Maybe it was just because I hadn't had a cock in months, but it
really felt wonderful to be there in the shower, on my knees, with his jism
filling my mouth.  I swallowed it all and he let me suck him for a few more
minutes before he pulled out and washed his dick under the shower.  He
didn't say another word, not thank you, kiss my ass, or anything, and as
soon as he let the water run over it for a minute, he was gone, leaving me
there on my knees, my dick as hard as a rock.  I wanted to beat off, but I
was late for class, so I just dried off, got dressed, and left."

"Did you see him again?" I asked, curious.

"Yes.  A few nights later, I was studying alone in my room just before
lights out.  He came in, shut the door, and came over to where I was
sitting.  He just pulled his dick out and grabbed me by the back of the
head and made me suck him off again."

"Made you suck him off?"

"Well, maybe I should say he let me suck him off, but he definately stuck
his dick in my mouth and fucked it again."

"God, that's so hot!"  I gasped, even harder now.  "Weren't you afraid
someone would catch you?"

"Yeah, at first.  But when the word got around about what had happened,
more boys came to my room at night.  And if my roomate was there they told
him to 'get lost' for a while.
  They just came in and made me - well let me - suck them off."

"And your roomate, I mean was he cool with that?"

"He was a freshman like me, he didn't have any choice.  But I was afraid he
would snitch to the commander about what I was doing, but I guess he was
afraid he would get beat up if he ruined it for the other boys."

"Did you.......I mean, did you do him too?"

"No, he never showed any interest.  And I was too busy doing the boys that
came in to ever try anything with him.  Anyway, we won't be roomates next
term anyway.  He's going back to public school."

"So, it sounds like you've been having a good time" I exclaimed, my hand
rubbing my crotch now.

"Yeah.  At first I didn't like the school, but now that getting cock
everyday, well you know, it's alright there"

"Well, you've got me hot just listening to you.  Wanna mess around while
your parents are away?"

"Sure" he replied, and I could see that he had a hardon too.  We went up to
his bedroom and stripped before laying on his bed.  I licked his cock from
tip to base, getting it wet, before opening my mouth and taking it all in.
He pulled me around next to him and I felt the warmth of his mouth engulf
my rock hard cock.  We sucked each other slowly and tenderly til we
couldn't stand it anymore and Donnie came off first in my mouth, followed
shortly after as I unloaded in his.  I came up beside him and we kissed
deeply, letting our tongues explore each other's cum filled mouths.  The
taste of my cum in Donnie's mouth set me hard again, and we made out for a
few minutes before he rolled on his stomach and spread his legs, inviting
me to enter him from behind.  His ass was tight, and I slowly forced my
whole prick in his hole, bringing a muffled sigh as he buried his face in
the bed covers.  I slowly withdrew before sliding back in, each stroke
deeper and faster til I could hold back no longer and shot gob after gob of
hot, sticky goo inside him.

I was drained now, but Donnie was still hot from the fucking I gave him,
and he slid down in the bed and forced my legs apart.  As I lay on my back
with my legs resting on his shoulders, he brought his mouth to my hole and
began licking around the edges.  Before I knew it he had the tip, then his
whole tongue inside the tight circle of my sphincter.  It opened
involuntarily as his saliva lubricated the entrance.  He ate me out for
what seemed like eternity before coming up to lay on top of me, his mouth
finding mine in a passionate kiss.  The taste of my sex hole on his tongue
as he thrust it in my mouth was an overpowering turn on to me.  I sucked it
in as his lips continued to seal my open mouth.

I felt the first, insistent, pressure of his cock on my wet hole and
hunched down to offer myself to him.  He raised slightly on his knees as I
reached down to take hold and guide it to it's target.  There was a quick
jab of pain as he forced his way inside and I caught my breath.  He sensed
this and held his position, about two inches inside I would guess, and let
me adjust to the intrusion.  After a few seconds I felt my muscles relax
and the downward pressure resumed.  I could feel him sliding up inside me,
first another inch, then another, and then he was all the way in, his pubic
hair against my upraised ass cheeks.  Locked now in a passionate embrace,
he begain to withdraw and thrust in a fucking motion.  My muscles were
completely relaxed now and the slight pain I had felt before was replaced
with the most wonderful feeling of being fucked.  My sex hole was stretched
now, lubricated by a combination of Donnie's saliva and precum, and I felt
completely open to him as he fucked me with the entire length of his dick.
I moaned with pleasure.

"O...god, oooh, I'm......I'm....." he cried as I felt the first warm spurts
bathe my insides.  He continued to slowly screw me, the cum lubricating my
insides.  He withdrew completely and we lay together, kissing and caressing
each other as we came down from the tremendous sexual high.

"Ohhhhh" he sighed "that's the first ass I've had since I went away."

"Yeah, and you're the first ass I've had since then too."  It was true.  I
had been fucked since then, but I hadn't had anyone to fuck since Donnie
left for school.

"Ummmmm, and we have the rest of the summer to mess around.  As long as my
parents don't catch on, that is."  And we both laughed at the thought of
deceiving our parents yet again.

I told him about my adventures in the park, and we made plans to meet there
whenever possible.  Donnie was eager to meet up with the black boys again
after I related how I had taken the both on while he was away.  I told him
about my times with them in their car, and all the others I had sucked off
in the toilet.  I told him I was sure we would be able to find plenty of
dick there.  And, of course, we did.  It was like homecoming for him with
the black boys and he was left to himself with them during July when I went
to conservatory.

Conservatory!  The thought of going there filled my mind with fantasy
during the next weeks until, before I knew it, my parents were dropping me
off in front of the administration building, my belongings for the next two
weeks packed neatly in the bag that lay at my feet.  I was welcomed by one
of the instructors and shown to my room in the dormitory.  It was a two man
room and my roomate had already arrived.  He introduced himself as Adrian
and we swapped stories about our high schools.

Adrian was a senior from a small town not far from my own, and this was his
third year at conservatory.  He was a cute guy, with long blond hair which
he wore in a pony tail.  He played clarinet and sax, same as me, so we
would be in the same section once concert practice began.  He explained the
schedule for the next few days, which was basically getting to know the
place, the instructors, and the instruments.  Apparently it was going to be
two weeks of hard work during the day, but he said 'plenty of time to
party' after dark.  I detected something in the tone of his voice that I
thought might be naughty.  Since the population of conservatory was about
90 percent boys, I was curious about this 'partying'.

The rest of the day was uneventful, apparently a lot of students would
arrive tomorrow, and by 10 oclock I had seen all of the place and settled
down in my bunk to try and sleep.  I was on the top bunk and Adrian the
bottom.  Lights went out at 10 and I slipped into bed, falling asleep
almost immediately.  I didn't realize the toll the day had taken on me.

I don't know what time it was that I awoke, it was still very dark, but I
heard whispering as I came awake.  After figuring out where I was, I tried
to close my eyes and fall asleep again, but the whispers kept me awake.  I
finally figured out that they were coming from below me, and I turned my
head slightly to try and get a better look.  It was so dark I couldn't make
out a thing and I lay there trying to force my eyes to adjust.

It soon became obvious that Adrian was talking, whispering, to someone
below me.  The whispers were interspersed with silence, then low moans,
then whispers again.  I thought...........then I recognized the
unmistakable sound of slurping and sucking.  And more low moaning.

I couldn't take it anymore, and slowly stuck my head over the edge of the
bed to see what was going on below me.  The scene that met my eyes caught
my undivide attention.  Someone was in bed with Adrian, and they were
locked in a hot 69, laying on their sides as they gobbled each other's
cocks.  As I continued to watch, and as my eyes adjusted to the dim light
they shifted position, one of them on top of the other, and I lost sight of
the action.  But I could imagine what was happening as the one on top
alternately thrust his hips down and bobbed his head up and down on the
cock beneath him.  They were completely naked, laying on the made up bed,
obliviouls to everything around them except each other and what they were
doing.

Or, at least I thought so. I would find out later that Adrian wasn't
oblivious to anything.

My prick was rock hard now, pressed against the mattress as I lay on my
stomach gazing at the sex scene unfolding below me.  My hand found it and I
stoked myself til I came, drenching the sheets and my tee shirt with the
warm wet goo.  All of a sudden there was movement below, the boy on top
getting up and putting on his shorts.  Not wanting them to know I had been
watching, I slid my head back to my pillow and pretended to be asleep.  The
smell of cum was obvious, and I wondered if it was mine or theirs.  I lay
like that til I heard bare footsteps across the floor and the light from
the hall as the door opened and then closed.  I drifted off to sleep with
thoughts about me new roomate.  Was this what he meant by partying?  I
couldn't wait to find out.

I didn't have to wait long.

"Uh......hope we didn't keep you awake last night" Adrian commented as we
were dressing to go to our first class of the day.  The comment caught me
off guard because we hadn't spoken more than a word or two since getting up
that morning.

"Uhh...no.......I mean, uh.........."  I couldn't find the words to hide my
embarrassment.

"An old friend.  From last year.  He's the resident advisor for this floor
now, a sophomore at the conservatory."

"Uhh......ooh......I mean, a friend, I mean.........."  what was I supposed
to say now?

"You like what you saw?  I mean, come on now, I saw you watching us."  I
had been caught.  My face went beet red at the thought.  I determined to
try my best to be cool about this.
  I mean, after all, I wasn't a virgin at this sort of thing.

"Uhh.....I mean, yeah.  Sorta hard getting back to sleep though" I
admitted, the color slowly returning to my face.

"Yeah?  Well now.....shoulda come down.  I mean I could have helped you
with that."  he was smiling at me now.

"Yeah............" I stammered, taken a little off guard by his offer.

"Gay?  Bi?  Or just curious?" he asked, his eyes seeking mine as I tried to
look at something, anything other than return his stare.

"Uh, well......gay, I suppose.  I mean..............."  I had never liked
the word, preferring oddly enough, queer.

"Well sweatheart, you're in the right place to be that" he chuckled, and I
finally let my eyes wander up from the floor to meet his.  He had the
deepest blue eyes I had ever gazed into, and the thought of what I had seen
him doing last night brought a pang of desire.

"Uh, well yeah, I mean...........I mean I heard.  Before I came here I
mean."

"Yeah, well anyone who has been here can tell you that.  I mean, three
quarters of the boys here are either gay or bi, and the other twenty five
percent are curious.  I mean, coming here for the music is a joke.  If
you're good enough to get recommended you'll find that the work is not a
challenge.  Most guys come here for the same thing, to be with other guys
after the working day is over.  Know what I mean?"

I knew exactly what he meant.  It was the same reason I had wanted to come.
To be myself.  To be with other boys who wanted to be with boys.  Two solid
weeks of being together, getting to do what I had learned I loved doing.

"Well listen sweatheart, it's good we got this out in the open now.  Some
boys don't come out and wasted the whole two weeks just looking and
wondering.  I came out the first day of my first time here, and believe me
you don't want to waste one precious minute in the closet.  There's just so
much fun and so little time.  That's why I'm back for the third year, and
that's why I'm going to go to college here."

"Yeah, I'm thinking I like this place and maybe I'll go here for college
too."

"Well, unless you're a real wallflower, two weeks here will convince you
that it's the place for you.  For people like us.  Assuming of course that
you are like us.  You are, aren't you."

"If you mean do I do sex with boys? well, yes.  Definately.  I do, I mean"
I wasn't stammering now.  It was out in the open, and it felt good to say
it to someone other than Donnie.

"Great" he exclaimed, putting his hand on my shoulder "we're going to get
you introduced to the gang right off the bat.  I guarantee you'll have fun.
And honey you're cute.  Believe me, you'll have your share of
upperclassment trying to get into your pants.  Top or bottom?" he asked,
and I had a vague idea of what he meant.

"Uhhhhh.........bottom I guess.  I mean, I do both with my friend, but
mostly I suck off boys at my school.  School queer, ya know?"

"Ummmmm.........yes I know.  Big macho types put their dicks in your mouth.
And you're the 'queer', right?"  We both laughed at the absurdity of that.
"Well, you'll find plenty of dick to suck around here.  And you'll find
plenty of guys to suck you too.  Do you like to get screwed?"

"Yeah" I admitted, in a half hearted tone.

"Hey, don't sound so puppy dog honey.  You're giving a gift there.  Well,
you'll do just fine.  I sorta thought so when I met you, ya know?  You've
got sort of that 'available look'.  Don't take that the wrong way."

"Really?"

"Yeah, I mean........well, you're cute and ....well you just look like you
might."

"Uh......thanks, I guess."

"You're welcome.  Seriously, it's better to just come out here and enjoy
what goes on."

"Uh, well.....that's what I'm here for" I admitted "I mean, I love music,
and I want to be a better muscian.  But really, I heard about this place
and wanted to come here for the adventure.  You know?  Try being with boys
who enjoy the same things I do."

"Get as much cock as you can, huh?"

"Sure" I replied confidently "especially that."

"Well, let's get this class day over with and let me get you introduced
around.  I'd say that sleep is going to be hard to come by for the next two
weeks."

And, as I was to come to find out, Adrian was right about that.  Again.

to be continued

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