Date: Tue, 9 Aug 2011 18:03:20 -0400 From: Sam Sheppard Subject: Memories of Sixteen 14 Disclaimer: This story is true and happened just as it's written. Some literary license has been taken when it comes to what people said, but the events are real. The names have been changed for obvious reasons. If you are under 18 years old or offended by gay sex then please leave this site immediately. Memories of Sixteen 14 Nothing much happened the rest of the week. My folks came home on Tuesday, I had practice as usual for the rest of the week, we swam at a meet on Friday and I didn't get a chance to spend much time with the guys because of homework and other shit. As we moved into November, the football team got bumped out in the semi-finals for the cities, the swim team kept chugging along and looked good to place a bunch of guys (and girls) in the city finals in February and school was school. Shawn would meet with Stevie and me after practice frequently and we`d all walk home or get a lift if the weather was lousy, but other than occasionally getting a chance to get in a quick jerk, we didn`t have much time to spend together, which left me with a bad case of blue balls. I had to resort to jacking off in the shower and that was getting boring. By late November, we`d all settled into a boring routine of practice, school, practice, homework, dinner, bed, with the weekly swim meet thrown in. The one bright light in the whole miserable month was that my seventeenth birthday fell on a Saturday and my parents had said they`d take off for the night and I could have a party at home (be still my throbbing heart and a few other parts). I`d decided to invite a bunch of guys (including, of course, Shawn and Stevie) from the swim team, including Eli, Isaac, Charlie, Stewie and Bill. I also invited some of the girls from the swim team, including Bill`s latest, Melanie, Charlie`s girlfriend, DeeDee, Sherrie, who had a blatant crush on Eli (who didn`t), Karen, Sandy (I had to invite Sandy), and a couple of other girls. When Saturday came, my parents, Shawn, Stevie and I had a quick family thing and then they headed out for the night. They`d actually rented a hotel room so we`d have the night for ourselves. Of course we got the usual parental advice about noise and drinking and drugs. And then my dad took me aside and warned me that if he found out anyone had been ``fooling around under his roof`` it`d be the last party I`d ever have at the house. Of course, he knew that with a bunch of sixteen and seventeen year old boys and girls, something was going to happen, but he was doing his parental duty. Once they were gone, we cranked up the music (8 tracks and records back then) and ordered pizza. As usual when you get a bunch of teens together, someone had brought some booze, so we started getting into that as we ate. The night progressed, kids danced and some filtered out of the living room and into various rooms and began necking. At one point, I walked into my bedroom and found Bill and Melanie on my bed. His pants were down, her shirt was off (nice boobs, by the way), and she was busy giving Bill head. I watched for a few seconds and then backed out and closed the door, but I could hear Bill moaning on the other side of the door. I walked into our den and a couple of kids had taken up residence there as well, with Charlie and DeeDee on the couch, with his hand down her pants, hers in his undone fly and their tongues practically all the way down each other's throats, and Eli and Sherrie curled up in the oversize chair, also necking. Shawn and one of the girls had drifted out onto the balcony and were checking each other's temperatures with their tongues. That pretty much left Stevie, Stewie, Isaac, Karen, Sandy, Mindy, Joanie and me, so we sort of paired up and danced and talked for a while. Sandy and I had naturally gotten together, and I made sure Stevie got to know Mindy, who had a bit of a reputation for being something of a cockhound. Isaac and Joanie had paired up, which made me happy for Isaac, since he didn't really have many friends. Stewie and Karen paired up and I lost track of them for awhile. Sandy and I went into my parent's room and closed the door. We could hear Bill and Melanie next door in my room and it sounded like they were going at it hot and heavy, with both of them moaning and grunting. Sandy and I started kissing and moved fairly rapidly on to her sucking my cock, me sliding my finger and then my cock into her and fucking. It was fun, but I kept thinking of Stevie's ass the whole time (poor Sandy). Anyway, after we'd fucked and gotten cleaned up and dressed, we went back out to the living room. Bill and Melanie were back out, but my door was closed again, so I cracked it and found Isaac and Joanie making out on my bed. Shawn and his girl were still out on the balcony, but I could see her bouncing up and down in his lap and it didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out what was going on. As we walked by the bathroom, I thought I heard Stevie's voice and made a mental note to ask him how it went. Stewie and Karen reappeared and both their hair was messed up. At around 12:30 everyone finally congregated back in the living room and had some more pizza and then a few kids started to head home. By 1:30 everyone except Shawn, Stevie, Mindy, Sandy and me had left. We all hung around for another half an hour and then Mindy and Sandy had to leave. Shawn, being the (drunk) gentleman that he was, offered to walk them home, since it was on his way (which it really wasn't) and they left. I learned later that Shawn had walked Sandy to her house and then made it to Mindy's where her parents insisted he stay because he was almost passed out by then and it was so late. Turns out, she snuck into the guest room later and they sucked and fucked their brains out. All in all, a very successful birthday party, I thought. Stevie had hung around after everyone left to help me clean up. He'd run down to his place earlier and checked with his parents about staying after we'd cleaned up since it would be so late and his parents had agreed. After throwing all the pizza boxes and empty booze bottles (and there were a few) in the garbage chute we wandered through the apartment making sure everything would look cool for when my parents came home, you know, no cum stains anywhere, beds made so it didn't look like they'd been used, no condoms or wrappers lying around, no booze in sight, no puke anywhere, etc. Once we'd done that, we got undressed and climbed into the shower to clean up from our time with the girls. As we were getting showered, I asked Stevie how it had gone with Mindy. Turns out she'd sucked him off in the bathroom and was going to let him fuck her next time they got together. He said she was good at sucking his cock, but not as good as me. "Think so?" I asked. "Let's see." And with that I slowly knelt down in the shower, kissing my way down Stevie's beautiful smooth, firm chest, stopping to lick and nip at his nipples. Water streamed down from his head and shoulders, across his young swimmer's chest. I trailed my tongue and kisses down across his hard stomach to his navel, where I swirled my tongue and then dragged it down from there to his soft pubic mound. Stevie's fifteen year old cock had started to harden and I gripped it as I kissed his entire groin, licking across his scrotum and taking each cum-filled testicle in my mouth. I gently and softly stroked his adorable penis and watched as it rose to its full 5.5 inches, his perfectly shaped head becoming engorged with blood and his slit starting to gape slightly. Water was streaming off the end of his cock as I took the tip into my mouth and paused. I swirled my tongue around his head and then pushed the tip into his slit, causing Stevie to gasp and his hips to buck slightly. I then slid my lips down his hard shaft, inch by slow inch, totally enjoying the feel of that hard, silky, fleshy tube sliding into my mouth. I rested with his penis completely engulfed once my nose was up against his pubic mound and his soft hair was tickling my nose. I wormed my mouth around his cock and began sliding my lips back and forth along his shaft, all the while, gently playing with his balls and perineum. I could feel Stevie begin to tense after a minute or so. He was moaning and beginning to thrust his hips forward into my mouth. "Oh fuck, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh fuck Sam, oh shit." Stevie grabbed my head and ran his fingers through my hair as I bobbed back and forth on his teen cock until he was almost ready to cum and then he held my head in one place as he fucked my mouth. This wasn't a gentle fuck, either; he rammed his cock into my mouth again and again and again. And then with a cry, he blasted his hot, salty cum into my mouth and I gulped every bit of it down. I continued to play with his balls and kept my mouth on his cock until the last of his semen finished dribbling out of his cock and then slowly removed it and licked up any little bits remaining on his cock. As I stood up, I saw that he'd rested his head on the wall and had a well contented smile on his face. I stood back and looked at him and again marvelled at how I'd been lucky enough to find such a gorgeous young man. His body completely turned me on and I just couldn't seem to get enough of it, and his personality just made loving him, and making love to him, that much better. I put my arms around him and gently placed a kiss on those full, pouty lips, and Stevie responded and we locked into an amazingly passionate kiss. "Thanks for my present," I said. Stevie looked a little confused, "What present?" "The one you just gave me. I couldn't have had a better birthday treat." And I kissed him again. "Wait until I get you in the bedroom," he said with a smile. We finished showering, dried ourselves off and jumped into bed. Stevie curled up against me and started kissing my hair and then my face. As we kissed, he slid his hand down onto my penis and began to stroke me, bringing me to full erection in seconds. He continued stroking me as I closed my eyes and just enjoyed the sensation. I felt him shift on the bed and when I looked he'd moved down my body and was just sliding my cock into his warm, moist mouth. Stevie started sucking me and I closed my eyes again. I felt him move again and opened my eyes to see what he was up to this time. Stevie had reached over the edge of the bed and had picked up the Vaseline jar. I sat up to watch what he was doing. He took a small amount of the Vaseline and began smearing it on my cock and used the lubrication to stroke my penis. He then took more, turned onto his stomach and spread the Vaseline over and around his hole. As he did, he looked at me and smiled. I didn't need an engraved invitation and knelt over top of Stevie. Once he'd finished placing the Vaseline on his ass, I leaned in and placed the head of my cock at his tight entrance. Stevie shifted a bit and spread his cheeks for me, allowing me complete access to his hole. I gently increased the pressure of my cock on his pucker and felt it give way, allowing my cock to slip into him. Stevie moaned as I entered him and I paused to let him get used to me being in him. After a brief pause, I again pushed farther into him and felt the familiar heat and silky sensation of his boy pussy. The sensation was rapidly becoming overwhelming and once I'd fully entered him, I began thrusting and retracting, my sensitive, hard cock, sliding back and forth in his canal as it milked my rod. "Oh Stevie, oh fuck, mmph, mmph, mmph, unghh, unghh, unghh, unghh, ohhfuucckk, you're so tight, so hot, oohh fucckk," I moaned. Stevie was moaning and grunting as I thrust repeatedly into him. I felt my orgasm building and sped up my thrusts. "Oh, fuck me Sam, harder, harder, oohh yeeaahh, yyyeeaahh," he cried. I couldn't take any more and with a loud groan I buried my cock in his ass and pumped stream after stream of my cum into him. We were both moaning and grunting as I came and came. When I finally stopped shooting, I collapsed onto his back and lay there allowing my penis to soften and slide out of his hole. I wrapped my arms around him from behind and kissed his damp hair and head and neck. I rolled off him and pulled him into me so were face to face and kissed his beautiful lips. "Happy birthday, Sam," sighed Stevie. All I could do was smile. And we fell asleep in each other's arms. We woke up the next morning and had just enough time to get dressed before my parents came home. Stevie said goodbye to them and when they went into their bedroom, we kissed each other quickly and he was off.