Date: Thu, 12 May 2005 01:59:17 -0700 (PDT)
From: Carl Philipp Valmont <chauderlos@yahoo.com>
Subject: High School Passion, part I (MM)

I know Pierre since college, where we used to share the same dormitory. At
the time he was in science and I was in literature .We were both 16 at the
time.

 At one end of the dorm was a room students could use to finish their
homework, after curfew. I often went to that room, not that I was eager to
do some extra homework, but I found it a comfortable place to
masturbate. That night, I was there, with my pajamas down to my ankles,
watching at the glossy pictures of an old issue of Playboy and rubbing my
cock when Pierre entered the room. Instantly, my cock became limp, and I
couldn't find a word to say. But he said nothing and, smiling, took a seat
near mine.  While we looked silently at the girlie pics (this scene took
place in the early '80, so don't imagine something too hard?), he soon
began to rub his rod through the fabric of his pajamas. Somewhat encouraged
by his doing, I did the same, and soon we were sitting side by side,
masturbating. Who took the first step? I can't remember, but I can still
see us, after all these years, stroking at each other's cock. I felt
ashamed, I couldn't imagine I was gay, nor was I but at the same time I
feel excited, rubbing my mate's stiff pole, feeling this hot and tender
flesh getting harder under the pressure of my fingers. At one time, I
couldn't stand it any more and asked him to stand up. His nearly 20 cm (8
inches) of hot meat were dangling just a few inches from my
mouth. Clumsily, but eager to do it right, I struck it between my lips,
starting to suck at man's meat for the first time of my life. He seemed to
enjoy it, so I tried to take him deeper and deeper down my throat. When I
almost had his entire shaft in my mouth, I began moving my head back and
forth, sucking at his bulging cock head. Pierre seemed to envoy it, as he
let out loud moans of pleasure. His movements became jerky, and soon, in a
loud moan he let out streams of cum pulse down my throat. I tried to
swallow his entire load, but I was too inexperienced to handle it, so most
of it sprayed on my cheeks and chin. After having caught his breath, hi
lifted me and, with the tip of his tongue, began to wipe my face clean. My
face was red with shame and pleasure at the same time. He tried to kiss me
on the lips, but I couldn't allow him to do so, so he changed his mind and
went down on his knees, his face in front of my stiff cock. I leaned back,
half seating on the desk behind me, and closed my eyes. He began to lick my
dick head, before taking it between his moist lips. The feeling was great,
it was the first time I had a blowjob; and I was eager to enjoy it
fully. He applied great pressure on the swollen part of my dick, sucking it
passionately. I couldn't stand it very long and I felt soon an orgasm
building in my small back and let it go? At first he swallowed it, and then
he took my prick out of his lips and let the flow cover his face and
torso. He then got up, and this time more forcefully tried to kiss my
lips. I let him do so this time, feeling his cum-covered tongue probe mine,
enjoying the taste of my semen on his lips.

As we were standing, me still half seated on the desk, his penis was close
to mine and I felt his soft and still cum-wet flesh rub against mine. While
we enjoyed our first sperm- flavored kiss, my hand slid between us and I
took our two members between my fingers. I was in such a frenzy I couldn't
stop myself. I had been dreaming for years for a woman to suck my cock dry,
and a boy had just done it. As I rubbed my fingers gently our two penises,
we were both getting hard again. His hand got on my dick, and we started to
masturbate each other, still kissing deeply, our tongues entwined, tasting
the salty remnants of cum on our lips. We I felt I was going to cum for the
second time, I leaned forward, and let my cum cover his cock and his
belly. His orgasm shortly followed mine, and his sprays splattered on my
groin and stomach. Our fingers were sticky and we both enjoyed licking
them.

After a quick shower, we went to bed without a word. I remember I couldn't
sleep that night, my head was full of contradictory feelings, I for sure
had enjoyed what I just had done, but at the same time I felt ashamed, and
guilty, and full of remorse.

The next day, we went to breakfast, and then back to our classes, without
mentioning what had happened the night before. Days went by, and I thought
that he had forgotten what had happened. But on Friday morning, he told me
that his parents and older sister were away for the weekend, so may be I
could come to visit him, or even stay overnight? When I came home in the
afternoon, my parents agreed and on Saturday afternoon I went to his home.

He was waiting for me, quite excited, maybe more than I was. I couldn't get
rid of a mixture of guilt, and excitement, and fear, but I felt I should
pursue and continue to explore this dark side of my life.

Pierre offered me a glass of white wine; I wasn't accustomed to drink, so I
soon felt slightly drunk. When he started to undress, I did the same, and
for the first time I saw him fully naked. His body was (and still is)
hairless, except on his legs, groin and buttocks. He was slightly more
muscular than I was, about the same height as I was, sand white hair and
perfect blue eyes with long leaches. He may look quite feminine given this
description, but one look at his strong pecker could persuade you he
definitively belongs to the male side.

When we were both naked, we shared a long and wet kiss. His tongue was
probing mine, while his hands caressed my back and my ass cheeks.  I pushed
him gently towards the settee, on which we fell. I could feel his strong
cock coming into life, growing next to mine, his soft flesh getting hotter
and hotter. He slid a hand between our bodies and reached for my dick. I
gave him room to reach his goal, and did the same to him. His prick was
incredibly hot and stiff, I still couldn't believe that this rod was for me
to stroke, lick and suck. That's just was I started doing, taking his flesh
between my lips while gently caressing his balls. He gave me the same
pleasure and soon we enjoyed our first 69. I felt his lips go up and down
my love pole, while I did my best to please him, taking his member out of
my mouth to lick it's purple head, tracing circle around its base, before
taking it again and sucking, trying to swallow all his length. My
commissures stretched as wide as I could, but I couldn't take it all. I
took it out again and began to lick his balls. This seemed to please him,
and soon he began to give me the same treat. Encouraged by his moans of
pleasure, I tried to suck one of his testicles, taking the hard nut in my
mouth as if trying to swallow it. While I was doing so, his stiff prick was
still in my hand, and I massaged it vigorously. His sack began to tighten,
and I felt he was to come soon, so I took his shaft in my mouth again to
enjoy his cream. Suddenly, I felt his finger press flat on my asshole, and
it felt so good that I came instantly. My jizzm filled his sucking mouth as
my hips moved frantically back and forth to prolong my pleasure. His orgasm
followed my very soon, and I enjoyed his hot liquor fill my mouth. Once
again, his flow was too abundant, and I couldn't swallow it all. His dick
slid out of my lips as the last drops oozed and fell on my chest. We lay
there, catching our breath and gently caressing our now soft cocks. He came
on my side and we shared a long, deep, tasty kiss. I licked his lips clean
of my cream with the tip of the tongue, while he pressed his hot body
against mine.

He then broke our embrace and led me out of the living room and into his
bedroom, bringing the wine along. After drinking more wine, he searched for
my lips. While we kissed, I fondled with his "breasts", as I would have
done to a girl. Bending forward, I gently began to kiss his hairless chest.
"Kiss my tits, please", he moaned.  I did as I was told, and took one
little nipple between my lips. It began to stiffen, and I suck it harder.
"Do you like it?", I asked him.  "Oh yes, it feels so good, suck them
harder", was his answer.  So I started to bite them softly, then harder,
and his moans were my reward. He really enjoyed it. While I switched from
one nipple to the other, I looked downward and saw his dick head bulging
out, precum dripping from its little hole. Without resuming my sucking on
his now rock hard nipples, I placed my hand over it and began rubbing,
spreading the crystal clear liquor over his burning piece of meat. I fell
on my knees. His cock shot out, hard and tense and I struck it immediately
between my hungry lips. It felt so good, so hot and huge; I wanted to
swallow it entirely. While sucking him, I massaged his balls, clenching
them lightly. I took his pecker out of my mouth and started licking his
testicles, while stroking his wet member. I took him back, I was so excited
I wanted him to come, now and there, I needed his sperm, I wanted to feel
hot geysers run down my throat. But he stepped back, and I let out a loud
moan of frustration. He fell on the bed and lay on his back, legs wide
spread.  "Eat my pussy, darling", he told me.  I came next to him, and
reached for his dick again. But he stopped me and said, smiling at me: "My
other pussy?."

I understood what he meant and went lower between his tights. I spread his
buttocks and stared at his hole ? the very first ass hole I had seen. It
was dark brown, puckered, inviting. At first, I ran my fingers up and down
his crack, feeling the firm flesh of his buttocks. I let my fingers wander
over his hole, probing his tight muscle. I licked my forefinger and started
massaging his hole with it. It was warm, soft, and when I pushed forward he
purred with pleasure. His intimate muscle relaxed, and soon I could fuck
him with a second finger. It felt good, his tender flesh wrapping my
fingers. Bending forward, I sucked his cock again. His hips moved back and
forth, my fingers were sliding in and out his ass at fast speed, so fast I
had to grab his dick with my free hand to keep it between my lips. He led
out endless moans, talking to me while I did my best to pleasure him. At
each stroke, I felt his whole body move forward, thrusting his member each
time deeper down my throat.

"Ohh, yes, it's soo goood, fuck me, fuck me harder, wow I like it?I want to
feel your cock inside me, give me your big tool, give it to me"

While he spoke, he took a tube of face cream out of the nightstand drawer
and handed it to me. I put some cream on my fingers and began to spread it
over his still virgin hole.  He did the same, rubbing greasy cream over my
glans. When he felt he was ready, he turned his back to me, spreading his
cheeks with both hands. I went on my knees, aiming at his shiny hole.

"Do it slowly, please, don't hurt me", he pleaded.  "I'll take care, don't
worry, and tell me if I hurt you."

It was the first time for both of us, and I was nervous about it, anxious
to please him. At first, I just let my stiff end rest on his hole, applying
very low pressure. Even with my previous fingering and the cream, he was
still very tight. So I fingered him once more, trying with two fingers to
go as deep as I could. Pierre breathed heavily, his pelvis moving slowly
while my fingers fucked him. I gave it an other try, harder this time, and
my end entered his hole. He let out a moan of pain, but I didn't back
off. Inches by inches, I entered deeper in his hole. The feeling was
incredible, his inside was so tight around my dick I felt like caught in a
vice. At mid-distance, he told me he had enough, that he couldn't take
more. I started slow back and forth movements, each time enlarging his
bowels. After a while, his pain was replaced by pleasure, and he really
enjoyed it.

"Fuck me, it's so good, my ass belongs to your dick, fuck me?"

I put on hand on the flat of his back and began to move faster. It was so
hot inside, so tight; I couldn't stand it for long. I reached below him and
started massaging his shaft and balls. I must have at one moment squeezed
his ball too hard, because he made a swift backward movement. By doing so,
he pushed my dick all the way down his ass. He squealed in pain, but it was
too late: I was too aroused too move back. I gave him two or tree fast
strokes, ignoring his pain, then exploded inside him. My whole body began
to shake, as what seemed endless flows of jizzm darted out of my dick to
fill him.  Exhausted, breathless, I fell on his back.

"You fucking bastard, you ripped my ass, you?. You tore it in two? My God,
how it hurts", he mumbled.  "I'm sorry, I didn't want to hurt you? but it
was so good?" I replied, gently caressing his hair.
 "It hurt? but it felt so great? I really enjoyed it, you vicious bitch"
"My turn now", I answered, rolling on my back and spreading my legs
wide. "Give me some good hard man-meat to enjoy"

He went between my ass cheeks and began to moisten my hole with saliva. The
soft feeling of his tongue on my soft mucous membrane made me shiver; I
felt goose bumps rise on my whole body. When he probed my inside with one
finger, I thought I would faint. And it was only one finger? He pushed
harder, not bothering to prepare me enough. I took some cream and spread it
over his fingers that were now fully driven inside my hungry hole. It eased
the pain, and I felt them sliding smoothly past my contracted muscles. He
then got up and lifted my legs, steering his dick toward my asshole. When
his flesh made contact with mine, he paused, asking me:

- "Ready?"  "Yes, honey, give it to me, NOW!"

He reacted instantly, pushing forward. His swollen head passed my
sphincters; it burnt my bowels like glowing ashes. I felt torn open, as he
went deeper and deeper inside me.  I had closed my eyes, I was nothing else
but an exploding asshole and it was as if all my conscience was
concentrated on this spot.  He pushed more and more, until I felt his balls
rubbing against my ass cheeks. After a few slow strokes, the pain
disappeared; replaced by sensations of pleasure I opened my eyes and saw
him, his face contorted by pleasure, his hands holding my ankles tightly
against his chest. I began to move my hips, slow left to right motions,
feeling each time his rod exploring my bowels, rising new sensations inside
me.  I rolled on my stomach, lifting my back towards this new and delicious
sensation. It allowed him to fuck me deeper now; I felt his dick slide in
and out, long strokes that filled my inside. He moved faster and faster
now, he was soon to reach his climax. I slid my hand between my legs,
catching his balls and rubbing them against mine. It felt his sack
contract, his movements grew faster and faster. He slammed his dick inside
me in one last push, and I felt him explode. What felt like torrents of
liquor cascaded from his pole, flowing down my intestine like burning
liquid. It was endless, gush after gush he filled me with sperm. I was in
heaven, enjoying every second of it. When it came to an end, I noticed that
he had gripped me by the hips, his nails deep in my skin. I hadn't felt the
pain, captivated as I was by the feeling of my first ass fucking. At this
very moment, I knew I was addicted to this strong feeling, and that I would
do anything to feel my ass hole again titillated, licked and fucked.

When he fell on the bed, breathing heavily, his dick pulled out with a loud
noise, and I felt rivulets flow on my ass. We didn't say a word for a long
while, then he took my to the bathroom where we took a long hot shower.

After the shower, we discovered that it was almost 9 o'clock, and that we
were hungry.  Without bothering to dress, we went to the kitchen, where his
mother had prepared a cold meal. We wolfed it down, hardly speaking; our
bodies still full of these incredible discoveries.

After this weekend, we had many other encounters. Since then, Pierre is my
best friend, and my lover.


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