Date: Fri, 7 Oct 2016 18:01:45 +0000 (UTC)
From: Matt Johnson <speedoguy1992@yahoo.com>
Subject: Speedo High: Part 2 (high school)

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 Speedo High: Part 2

 Eventhough it was a few days after Christmas, it was an unseasonably warm
night inLouisiana. After all the wrestling and playing we had done, we were
bothcovered in cum and sweat. And, to make matters worse, we were both
naked. Withthe nylon of the tent upon us and the pumping of adrenaline
through our fearfulfourteen-year-old veins, it was hard to think
straight. How were we supposed toextricate ourselves from the tent and
cover up the fact that Bob had justjacked me off. In addition, how would I
explain yelling, "Oh fuck, ohfuck," over and over again before hearing the
laughter of the practicaljoker who had just untied the center section of
the tent causing it tocollapse. This was so confusing and totally
humiliating, but we could notremain in the hot suffocating nylons folds of
the tent forever. Bob was thefirst to step outside of the tent into the
lazy light of the moon. I followedclosely behind him.

 Lessthan ten feet in front of us with his cell phone aimed at us, grinning
like thedevil, was John David. He was the same guy who had caught me
running naked downthe street around midnight and who had made fun of the
size of my dick. Now, beforeI could think fast enough to cover my face or
my soft two-inch long cock, Irealized that he was taking pictures of Bob
and me. Why was this handsome,athletic senior messing with two freshmen?

 "So,Bob and Tiny, you guys care to explain what you were doing in there?"
JohnDavid asked.

 "Nothingman. Just playing cards and Truth or Dare," Bob said.

 "Really?"John David asked. "So, why are you naked?"

 "It'skind of hard to explain," I offered.

 "Well,you'd better think of an explanation pretty quick, or I am going to
sendpictures of you two naked fags to every guy and girl I know."

 "Look,we're not fags. It is just that it is hot in the tent, and it was
just us guys.Nothing happened, I swear," Bob replied on the verge of tears.

 "Holdon a minute, Bobby. If what you are saying is true, then why is there
cum onTiny's stomach and why was one of you yelling 'Oh fuck' over and
overagain?"

 Istarted self-consciously wiping the cum off of my stomach before I
realizedthat I had nothing to use to wipe it off of my hands. So, I started
nervouslyrubbing my hands together. As bad as this situation was and as
scared as I was,I could not get over how amazingly sexy this seventeen-year
old asshole was. Hehad long brown hair which was pulled back in a ponytail
like mine, he wasshirtless with quarter-sized brown nipples, and all he was
wearing was a pairof red basketball shorts and flip flops. The light of the
moon revealed thathis legs were as smooth as my legs were, and his
well-defined chest was hairlessas well. Apparently, he had walked over to
fuck with us from his house whichwas just a few doors down from Bob's
house.

 "Okay,"I started, not knowing where I was going. "The whole thing was my
idea. Italked Bob into playing strip poker. When you saw me running naked
down thestreet earlier tonight, I had just lost the last hand of strip
poker. Thereason there is cum on my chest is because I talked Bob into
letting me jackhim off. It wasn't his idea. You heard Bob yelling." At this
point Irealized I had been tugging on my cock while I had been nervously
yammering onand on. "Look, Bob is straight. He never even touched me. If
you want tomess with one of us, mess with me. I guess I deserve it. And, by
the way, my nameis Matt, not Tiny."

 "Look,little bro, I'll have to admit that for a fag, you've got balls."
JohnDavid smiled, and he was even more handsome. He had full lips and
straight,perfect teeth. Even his thick brown eyebrows were sexy.

 Ireached down and scratched between my two nuts and said, "Thanks, I
guess.Look, John David, I'll do anything to protect Bob. He is my best
friend, and Idon't want everyone thinking bad about him."

 "DidI hear you correctly, Matt? You will do anything? I was hoping you
would saythat," John David said sneering at me. He reached down and
adjusted hiscock inside his shorts.

 "Yea.I meant it," I replied. I think I had an idea where this was going.

 Inthe meantime, Bob started retying the center section of the tent to the
poleand resurrecting the collapsed tent. "Hey, John David, can we talk
aboutthis inside the tent, please?" Bob asked. He was afraid all of this
talkingwas going to wake up his mom and dad.

 "Iguess that's cool. I don't want the whole world to see me talking to two
naked freshmanin the middle of the night anyhow. I saw him adjust his
crotch again while hetalked. It looked like he was getting hard.

 Oncewe were all inside the tent, Bob turned on the lantern. Looking into
JohnDavid's blue eyes, I said, "Look man, I think I know what you want."

 JohnDavid licked his lips and grabbed his cock a third time. "Matt, I
thinkI've got something here that you want. Am I right? You want to get me
off,don't you?"

 BeforeI could stop myself, I realized I was nodding my head. "Look, I'll
do itif you promise one thing. You won't send any of the pictures you took
of Bob toanyone. Do we have a deal?" I reached out my hand to shake his.

 "Okay,Tiny, I mean Matt, you have my word that I'll delete the pics of
Bob. He issafe," John David replied shaking my hand. I could feel a surge
ofelectricity flow from him to me, and my cock started to grow.

 "Awesome,"Bob said. "Thanks man." At this point Bob was sitting down on
hissleeping bag Indian style. He had not bothered to put any clothes on.  I
guess since I was still naked, he thoughtthat it would not be fair.

 "Alright,John David, for me to finish my part of the deal, you are going
to have to losethose shorts," I said.

 "Damn,you are one eager little fag, aren't you?" John David asked. First
heremoved the rubber-band from his hair and shook his head removing the
ponytail.His wavy hair was somewhat thick and long, falling well past his
broadshoulders. I looked at it wondering if he was also a nudist like
me. Not manyswimmers had long hair like ours, so I felt a connection to
him. Next, hestarted tugging down his red shorts.

 "Doyou want me to remove them for you?" I asked.

 "No,it's cool. I can take care of this myself." Once he removed his
shorts, Iwas both surprised and pleased to see that his was wearing a pair
of Speedos.They fit his body perfectly. They had one inch sides and had a
fish scaledesign. His hard teenaged cock was pointing to the right toward
his hip. Itlooked like it might break free of the confines of the tiny
Speedo at anymoment. It was obvious that his years on the high school swim
team had resultedin hard quads, flat abs, and biceps the size of
peaches. He was perfection.

 "Pleaselet me take your Speedos off for you," I begged kneeling down at
histanned feet.

 "Suityourself, fag," he replied with his hands on his hips.

 FirstI lifted the suit off of his right hip to free his veiny cock which
wasstraining the nylon of the suit. When it sprung free, a drop of precum
flew offthe tip and hit my cheek. As I pulled the tight suit down his
muscular legs, Igot a good close look at his uncut cock and smooth
balls. They were the size ofripe plums. What surprised me, however, was
that he was completely smooth. Hedid not have a single pubic hair or any
body hair at all for that matter. Itlooked amazing!  I knew that all of
theguys on the swim team shaved down before a meet. I was just surprised
that Johnshaved off his pubes as well.

 "So,"I asked, "Why don't you have any pubes?"

 "Mostseniors take swimming very seriously and shave everything
off. Besides my swimsuitis so small, that my pubes show over the waistband
if I don't shave themoff." I could tell by his brief Speedo tan that he
really did like hisswimsuits small. Now that he was as naked as Bob and me,
he lay down on mysleeping bag on his back with his hands behind his
head. His long brown hairwas splayed across my pillow, and I could see that
even his armpits weresmooth. I thought it was funny that Bob and I had just
started growing hair inthe same places that he worked hard to keep
smooth. "Go ahead, Matt,"John David interrupted my thoughts, "touch it."

 Itentatively reached toward his hard shaft, my hand trembling. He had no
way ofknowing that I had never wrapped my fingers around anyone's cock but
my own. Iwas nervous, but I was also very excited. So excited, in fact,
that by littlecock had inflated to its full four inches of rock hard
meat. I finally did it.My fourteen-year-old hand was wrapped around his
seventeen-year-old tube ofpulsing flesh. I froze.

 WhenI hesitated, John David opened his eyes. He put his hand upon my hand
and said,"Matt, your secret is safe with me, but a deal is a deal, and I am
reallyhorny. I can tell you are scared, but I can also tell you want to do
this. Lookat your cock, bro. I guess I can't call you Tiny anymore. It
looks like yourdick has doubled in size." He laughed and that put me at
ease. In themeantime, Bob had turned off the lantern. The only light in the
tent was themoon's rays which were filtered through the mesh panel on the
door to the tent.

 Istarted off by playing with the skin on the head of his cock. I had never
seenan uncircumcised prick before, and I wanted to figure out how it
worked. When Ipulled the foreskin back, I could see that his dick was
drooling a lot ofprecum. So, I used it to lubricate his pulsing penis. I
started slowly at firstto stroke from the base to the tip, each time
forcing the loose skin over thehead. It felt like steel covered in
velvet. I liked everything about it. Mostof all, I knew that I wanted to
please John David. He reminded me of thedrawings of Apollo in my book on
Greek myths.

 AsI began to feel more confident, I began to stroke his cock firmly and
quickly.His moans let me know I was really turning him on. I then took my
free hand andbegan to fondle his balls. They felt hot and very sensual in
my hands. I couldnot believe that this handsome swimmer was letting me
masturbate him. This wasbetter than my wildest wet dream. He was real, and
he was panting, squirming,and whimpering because of the pleasure I was
giving him.

 Eventhough my arm was growing tired, I did not slow down. Up and down I
pumped andpumped bring him closer and closer to his climax. I could not
wait to see hispearly white semen spew into the air and land all over his
hard, nicely muscledbody. I looked over at Bob, whom I thought had fallen
asleep. Boy was I wrong.He had his turgid boy meat in his hand and he was
stroking his own cock to thesame rhythm I had established on John David's
cock. I had forgotten that, inreality, he had not shot a load yet
tonight. His eyes were filled with lust ashe watched my right hand pumping
up and down on John David's dick. I took inevery detail with my own blue
eyes. I wanted to be able to recall this momentforever especially when I
was stroking my own cock when I was all alone.

 Suddenly,John David's legs began to flex and he started moving his
muscular ass off ofthe floor of the tent up and down to better fuck my
fist. He was close, he wasgasping for breath, and he was desperate to
cum. His smooth ball sack startedto draw up, and he was moaning loudly with
his eyes closed. Damn, was he eversexy.

 Whimpersfrom Bob drew my attention from Apollo. His hard boycock starting
shooting intothe air--one, two, three spurts landed on his hard belly. It
was so hot to seemy best friend cum. This was a night I would never forget.

 Momentslater John David starting flexing his white ass cheeks in and out;
takingquick, short breaths; and he began to fill the air with teen boy
juice. Ropeafter rope shot from his six-inch long teencock landing on his
hard abs andsquare pecs. He must have been saving up cum for a week,
because he coveredhimself. The combined smells of sweat, sex, and cum filed
the tent.

 Icontinued to tug on John David's beautiful dick until he put his hand on
mineindicating that he was too sensitive for me to continue to simulate the
head ofhis cock. "His eyes finally opened and he smiled, "That felt so
good,Matt. You've got amazing skill, bro. I needed that so much. There's
just oneproblem man. I'm covered in my cum little man."

 "I'msorry, John David. You're right, you are a ness, but I don't have
anything toclean you with."

 "Thinkagain, Matt. You've got a tongue and a mouth. Use them both to clean
me up,fag. I've been told it tastes better while it's still warm," John
Davidsaid.

 Ilooked over at Bob. He had wiped up the cum from his stomach with his
middlefinger. When he was certain I was watching, he licked it off his
finger andwinked at me. That was the encouragement I needed. I leaned over
John David,put my hands on the ground on either size of his chest, and bent
toward hishard pecs. Using my tongue and lips, I started with his right
nipple and lickedhis juice off until the nipple grew hard. His cum was
still warm, and tastedlike a salty cream. What a rush. I had this masculine
boy's cum in my mouth,and it was turning me on, so I swallowed. I began to
use my lips and tonguetogether to bathe his pec until it was
cum-free. Next, I moved across to hisleft pec and starting licking up the
cum splats from this side of his chest. Ibecame aware that as I bent over
his warm body, my cock was rubbing on his leftside, leaving the precum that
was oozing from my cock-head on this sexy teen'sbody.

 Icontinued to move across his hairless body from drop to drop licking the
cumoff of him. As I cleaned him up, like a kitten drinking milk, he began
to rubthe back of my neck. He was gentle and his sensual smile moved me.

 Icould not believe how much juice his plum-sized balls had produced. I
moved tohis ripped abs and licked the white spunk from each ridge. Finally,
I pushed mytongue into his belly button and cleaned the batter from
it. When I inspectedhis torso, it was gleaming with my saliva, and it was
clean.

 Ilooked at John a David for his approval, and he said, "Awesome, Matt. For
acum-hungry fag, you're pretty cool. Come here little brother. He motioned
forme to lie beside him as he turned onto his side. So, I crawled next to
him andand rolled over onto my side. He pulled me closer to him and nestled
his softuncut cock into the crack of my ass. Then, he surprised the hell
out of me bysoftly kissing the back of my neck while he reached over me and
wrapped hisfingers around my cock. His touch was feather light as he felt
my boy-sizeddick grow in his hand. Finally, he reached down and cupped my
balls in hishand. I was in the moment and fought the urge to try to figure
all of this out.I dozed off in John David's arms hoping Bob's parents would
not come out in themorning and find two naked boys cuddling in the tent.