"Candle Light Cory"

Towards the end of my 8th grade year(junior high) there was a kid named
Cory who moved to my city from Texas. I was instantly in love with him, 
even though I only saw him a couple times a day. I would arrive at gym class early or go out of my way to walk past his locker just to catch a glimpse of him. I always knew I liked boys, but never had I been this attracted to one
out of the blue. Cory had dishwater blonde hair that he was first starting
to grow long. His big brown eyes accented his babyface smile perfectly. His
skin appeared softer than a baby's butt. He had the body of a soccer
player- athletic, but not too built. He made friends with everyone he
contacted, despite coming to a new school this late in the year. He started
to hang out with some kids who I didn't really hang out with, but I knew them
and they lived in my neighborhood. My heart jumped when I found out Cory
lived only 3 blocks away from me. 
All throughout gym class I would admire his beautiful 14-year old physique.
I could hardly pay attention. I liked girls, too, but even the hottest chick
in class was no contest to this sweet boy.
It was just unreal what happened about 2 weeks after I met him. Things weren't going to well- Cory was falling in with people I didn't see much of and it
was getting frustrating. I said hi to him a few times, and he said hi back, but
things just weren't rolling. 
Then, the first day of June came. 
There was this hotel that was run by these Arabs. I don't know why, but the
owners would let kids go swimming there for free. At all other hotels, you 
had to be a guest to use the pool(though we always found ways of avoiding
this policy) but here, at the "Candle Light Inn", we could swim as much as
we wanted. Some of the boys started going naked as a joke, and soon
no one even bothered to even bring in a swimsuit. 
This was a great setup for me. No matter how things went at school or at 
home, no matter how much stress life brought me, I could always unwind
while watching boys of all ages skinny dip at the Cande Light.
As long as no adults were in sight, anything went. Boys would run around
with nothing on as if they were the sons of Tarzan- they'd even walk
up to the diving board with full-fledged boners and jump in. God knows
when they did, I had a major one as well. Once I saw this kid named
Bobby M. jerk off on a doorknob as a prank- most amusing.
But it just hit me so heavy the day I went into the Candle Light on my
way home from school to buy a pack of cigs from the machine(not expecting anyone to be there on a Monday) and find Cory. 
"What am I seeing?" I thought. 
"I see Cory" my mind registered.
"I see Cory, and he's not wearing anything" my mind registered half a 
second later.
What could I do? The boy I was mad about was standing there in front of
me, and he was naked. He smiled and said hello.
In my mind a million bells rang, a million fire crackers blasted, and all the
music I'd ever heard played at once. It was both stimulating and numbing
at the same time.
The boy's beautiful features glowed in the warm atmosphere of the
hotel snack bar. Walking along the plush carpet, he clutched a dollar and
some change in his hand. 
He said hello to me, by my name, and acted as if we were friends all along.
"What are you doing here?" I asked.
"Oh, me and Gullickson are swimming" he said.
I would have guessed this, but his hair was still dry. With a second's
hesitation, I mentioned this.
"Yeah, I just finished undressing when Scott told me to go buy
him a soda. What a dumbass. Anyway, I didn't feel like putting my
clothes back on" was his explanation.
Cory's beatuful dick was in perfect range of my sight, he had to have known.
Yet he didn't really care. 
He said somthing, but I was too drowned out in my own thoughts.
Then his voice clicked in and he laughed, sensing my absent-mindedness.
He repeated his words. "Do you wanna go swimming with us?"
I smiled back and said yeah. The soda machine went *THUD* from 
a can of Mountain Dew hitting the gate and we were on our way to the pool.
Scott, a boy who I was friends with but never really hung out with before,
was already in the pool. 
"Give me my soda!" he yelled obnoxiously. Cory tossed it to him wildly. Scott
didn't catch it, and then plunged to the deepest part of the pool to retrieve
his cold refreshment. 
A big *SPLASH* erupted as Cory jumped in the pool. I noticed his clothes
on a chair to my left. They were the same clothes he wore at school. Little did I know I'd be seeing them discarded in a pile with him in the same room the same day. What a rush!
Unceremoniously, I began stripping. It didn't take long. The other two boys
casually watched me from the corner of their eyes; I could tell. They seemed
to be impressed by my penis size. Cory's was nice; cut, without being
either a stringbean or the size of a red oak tree. A boyish medium was
a happy medium. 
For the next hour the 3 of us splashed around joyously. It was heaven
sent! The thrills were limitless. Having Cory climb on my shoulders in a 
"chicken fight" position was just too much. I can't even describe how it felt.
Eventually, we all noticed that each other had hardons. Scott was the first
to notion that we step outside for "a jack" as he put it. 
We strolled down to a part of the hotel meant for young kids. There was a 
mini-playground there, but of course it was empty since there were no customers at the hotel today. Perfect setting! 
Scott finished drying himself with a towel and took a seat on the kiddie slide.
He lay back, grab his stick and start stroking. He wasted no time 
getting busy. 
The lust inside of me was peaking. Standing there, looking at Cory and 
realizing what exactly was happening was making my mind cascade
with energy. I had to make my feelings clear to him.
With courage, I smiled at him and gently caressed his erect cock. I rubbed
it from the tip to the base, where I tickled his light brown bush. He smiled
even brigher.
"Want me to jack you?" was his request.
"Sure" I said.
I took a seat on the other kiddie slide. My dick was already throbbing though
I hadn't yet touched it. Cory moved his palm onto it and began to stroke.
His hand was so warm and delicate I thought I was going to burst at every
passing second. The look in his eyes gained intensity as my breathing
climbed. He shuffled my shaft even faster.
The climax lasted forever! It started a good 15 seconds before my nut
erupted and for a good 8 seconds afterward. He pumped me until there
was NOTHING left. I was gasping when it was over.
"Now me" he said, impatiently.
I returned the favor. It was pure extasy. Even my wildest imaginations
could not have predicted something like this. 
Cory made more vocal gestures as I pump him. "Make me spurt!" 
"Come on!" "Faster!" "Make me shoot all over!" were some of the
things he moaned. He was in a kneeling position, with his ankles
crossed. I knelt on the floor, with his dick pointing dead at me. I considered
taking it in my mouth, but didn't. Funny as it may be, jacking each other
off was considered "cool" with the guys, but anything more was simply
not. 
This didn't matter much now. Cory was nearly drooling. He was almost
begging me to bring him off. 
Finally, he exploded. It shot so high, it went completely over my head and onto
the stone walkway(which was a good 5 feet away). I, too, kept pumping
him until it was just ooze. 
"Are you guys having fun?" Scott asked with a laugh. He had finished his nut
2 minutes earlier, and had watched the whole thing. 
"Nice shot, Cory!" he belted out with excitement. It was great to have 2 new
friends. 
From our magical jack session, Cory became, ironically, in love with me 
from then on. We hung out together for that whole summer. We became
good friends. And yeah, we jacked together many times. 
Nothing was as good as that day in early June at the Candle Light, though.
That's for sure.