Date: Sat, 23 Jul 2011 01:44:09 -0400 From: Sam Sheppard Subject: Memories of Sixteen 2 Disclaimer: This story is true and happened just as it's written. 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 -- 2 Lane leaned back against the wall of the pool shed, catching his breath. I gently licked the last few droplets of his cum off the head of his penis, enjoying every bit of it and then stood up. He looked down and said, "Man, is your cock hard." My dick was so hard it hurt. I needed to blow my load soon or I felt like my cock would literally explode. I was leaking precum so much that it was dripping off the tip. So I asked Lane, "Are you willing to keep stroking me like you were?" "Oh yeah," he said and reached out to grasp my hard on in his warm hand. As his hand closed around my penis, I felt like I was in heaven. Here I was, with a naked twelve year old boy, who I'd just sucked off, who had his hand on my dick and was going to make me cum. Lane slowly stroked my cock with one hand and reached out with his other to feel my balls. He occasionally squeezed them gently as he stroked a little faster. "Does it get any better," I thought, when suddenly Lane stopped. "What's wrong," I asked him, "Why'd you stop?" "I want to try what you did with me. I want to try sucking you," he said. "I don't know. Are you sure? Have you ever done that before?" I asked him. "No," he responded, "I've never done any of this before, but I'm sure I want to try. Is that OK?" "Yeah. I mean, if you're sure, yeah, it's ok. I'd really like that." So, with my approval, Lane knelt down in front of me, still holding my cock in his hot little hand, looked up at me, leaned in, opened his mouth and took the head of my penis in his mouth. I thought I was going to die. My best friend and I had been doing this since we were twelve, but this, this was incredible. "I'm standing here and this gorgeous little kid is sucking me off," I thought. Looking down, I could see Lane's beautiful pink lips wrapped around the top of the shaft of my cock. It was like being encased in a warm, wet, soft blanket...with a tongue. He slowly slid those adorable lips part way down the shaft and hit his gag reflex. "Whoa, take it easy, buddy," I said, "Just take what you can for now. What you're doing feels incredible as it is." He looked up at me, smiled with my dick still in his mouth and went back to working my cock with his lips. He was nodding his head back and forth and I watched the top of his head as this red-headed little dynamo blew me. Slowly, he was able to work more of my penis into his mouth, until he was able to handle about half of the shaft. To this day, I don't know how I lasted this long, but the feelings and mental stimulation of watching my dream kid suck my dick began to get the better of me. "Hey, you better stop now," I warned Lane. "I'm gonna cum." "Un-Uh," he murmured keeping my dick in his mouth. "Lane, I'm gonna cum. If you don't stop, I'm gonna blow in your mouth!" I told him, but he just ignored my warning and actually sped up a little. That was it. I couldn't take any more, and taking hold of his head, I held him still, fucked my penis into his mouth and blew. "Oh fuck, ohhhh ffuuuuucck, oooohhhh shhhiiiiiittt, unnnnngh, unnnnnngh, unnnnnnnngh," I grunted as the wave of pleasure overtook me. I watched Lane's cheeks puff out as I blew my cum into his warm mouth. My head was spinning, I was having trouble breathing and my legs felt weak. I shot four or five strong loads of cum into him and yet Lane kept his mouth wrapped around my cock until my orgasm subsided and the last drop of cum had oozed out. He slowly backed off, dragging his lips along my cock, picking up every drop of my cum and once my cock had popped out of his swollen lips, swallowed. "Oh my God," I managed to squeak, "Are you sure you've never done that before?" "No, never. Was it OK?" "OK???," I answered, "It was incredible! Thank you!" "I liked it too," said Lane, "Thanks for doing this with me." "Do you want to do this again?" I asked, to which Lane responded, "Yeah, for sure I do, but how're we going to get together?" I thought about it for a few seconds and said, "Well, for now, we can keep meeting here when the pool closes and then in the fall, once school starts, we'll check out our schedules and see how we can work it out. Sound OK?" "Yeah," he said, "Sounds great." Lane gave me a big hug, which almost got me going again. We both pulled up our swim suits and Lane pulled on his shorts and T-shirt, while I threw on my shirt and shoes. With that, I turned off the light, opened the shed door, peered around to make sure no one was about and let Lane out. I shut and locked the door and we left the pool, Lane heading into the apartment building first and me following a minute later. Like I said, someone catching us would have spelled disaster. Once upstairs, I jumped in the shower and stood under the warm spray and thought about what had gone on that evening. It didn't take very long before my cock was hard again (Oh, to be young again), so, with thoughts of Lane running through my head, I brought myself off to another crashing orgasm, my cum hitting the wall of the shower. I cleaned myself (and the wall) off, dried off, pulled on my shorts and T-shirt and had dinner with my folks. I went to bed that night thinking of Lane and what we`d get up to tomorrow. I woke up early the next morning, only to find that the weather had turned and that there were dark clouds building to the south of the city. It looked like some serious rain for the day. I was really disappointed since it meant that I would probably have to close the pool early, if I had to open it at all, and that would make it difficult to get together with Lane. Strange, how my day seemed to revolve around this kid. But, I was a perpetually horny teenager, not to mention a horny gay teenager, and, right now, Lane was the locus of my longing. Had I not been gay, the object of my desire would probably have been Karen, the girl I was dating at the time, for the sake of appearances. Karen and I had been going out for about two months and we'd "run the bases" a couple of times, but every time Karen blew me, I had to think of one of the guys I wanted to nail. The things we used to do, in the seventies, to maintain the illusion that we were straight. I pulled on a new swim suit, my shorts and a T-shirt and headed down to the pool. Even if there was no swimming, I still had to do the maintenance on the pool. Surprisingly, when I got outside, it was fairly hot and by noon a small crowd had formed at the gate waiting to be allowed in. Among them was another of the cuties in the building. Stevie was fourteen and had a swimmer's build, with wide shoulders and a narrow waist. He wore his dark hair long, down to his collar, had deep brown eyes and a set of stunning pouty lips. He had some wispy brown hair that was starting to sprout on his legs. Stevie was on the school water polo team and was a fish in the water. I thoroughly enjoyed watching him as he glided along in the pool and dove off the board. He also filled out a pair of Speedos rather nicely. I spent the next few hours sitting in my chair watching everyone like the good lifeguard I was, checking the pool's pH and chatting with some of the older folks sitting around the pool. All the time, I was watching Stevie jumping and swimming and thinking about Lane and whether we would get together that evening. At around four, Lane showed up, came over and said Hi. He pulled off his T-shirt and shorts and revealed a set of turquoise Speedos and jumped into the pool. Lane came up sputtering. "Jeez, it's just as cold as yesterday. Can't you heat this thing up?" he complained. "I guess I could, but then what would you have to whine about?" I joked. He swam to the side of the pool, climbed out and walked over to the diving board. "Hey, watch me do a back flip," he called to me. "OK, but be careful," I said. With that, he turned around and stepped back to the edge of the board, bounced a couple of times and launched himself up and back. Unfortunately, he didn't quite get all the way around and hit the water flat on his back, sending water everywhere. He broke the surface laughing and coughing from having swallowed water. "Good job," I chuckled. "Yeah, I haven't got the hang of it yet, I guess," he said. It was around the time I was supposed to check the pool filter, so I went into the shed and cycled the switch. Suddenly, I heard a loud low rumble outside and stuck my head out the door. "Was that thunder?" I asked one of the people sitting on the pool deck. Getting an affirmative answer, I told everyone that the pool was closed due to weather and that they'd all have to leave. "Do I have to leave, too," asked Lane, "or can I help you with anything?" "Well, I have a few things that I need to look after in the pool shed. I guess I could use some help. It'll make things go faster so we can get inside before it rains." Once everyone had left, I locked the gate and Lane and I gathered the testing equipment and all the metal objects around the pool and put them away in the shed, in case lightning should strike. By this time, the clouds were really rolling in and it was getting darker. We went into the shed and closed the door. No sooner was the door closed than Lane came over and gave me a huge hug. His warm body against mine and his hard little spike pushing against my leg had me instantly hard. I reached down and took hold of his hard 4 inch penis and started stroking him through his swim suit, just as he put his hand on my throbbing dick. "I've been thinking about this all day," he said. "Me too. It's been a bitch trying to concentrate on work." "Let's get out of these suits," Lane breathed. I didn't need to be asked twice. Within seconds, I had undone the string holding Lane's swim suit up and had pulled it down to puddle at this feet. Lane stood there in his T-shirt, which covered him from shoulders to just above his hard little penis and nothing else. This kid was truly gorgeous. He was also incredibly horny and had undone my swim suit and pulled it down to my knees almost as fast as I had done to him. Surprising me, Lane wasted no time in dropping to his knees and taking my 7 inch, rock hard cock into his warm, wet mouth. Somehow, he was able to take most of it in on the first try and began bobbing his head back and forth, sliding those sweet lips back and forth along my shaft. Every so often, he'd stop and lick around the head of my cock, occasionally licking down to my sensitive balls and back up. I could only lean against the wall for support and watch my cock disappear into this little hottie's mouth. "Oh shit, Lane," I growled, "you are sooo good. This is fucking amazing, man." "Mmm-mmmphh," was all I got in response, his answer muffled by my penis in his mouth. Within minutes I was ready to cum, but I stopped Lane as I didn't want to cum just yet. "Lane, I want you to turn around and lean forward against the wall. I have to see that ass of yours." He turned around, put his hands against the wall and leaned forward until his forearms were flat on the wall. He leaned his forehead on his arms. This position thrust his stunning, hairless bubble butt back toward me as I knelt down. I reached forward taking each soft white globe in my hands and kneaded them like I was baking bread. I slid my hands down his cute little ass onto the backs of his thighs and spread his legs a little further apart. I leaned in and gently kissed first one and then the other blemish less, perfect mound and then began licking along each cheek. I could smell only the chlorine from the pool and the scent of boy as I gently spread his ass cheeks and began licking along the crevice between them, occasionally running my tongue across his pink little pucker. As I did this, Lane let out a clearly audible gasp and his legs buckled slightly. I continued licking down his ass and between his spread legs to the underside of his scrotum, which caused his balls to retract up toward his body. Tickling the back side of his sac with the tip of my tongue, I reached forward and took hold of his dick and began slowly jerking him. Now his legs really began to twitch and I could feel his cock begin to throb. Not wanting to miss out on having him cum in my mouth, I quickly turned him around and engulfed his twitching granite-like penis with my mouth and began sucking him, sliding my lips along the full length of his 4 inch shaft. Back and forth I went, first dragging my lips across the increasingly sensitive corona and then sliding down until his penis was completely encased in my mouth and my lips were up against his sparse red pubes. "Oooohhh ffffuuuccckkk, I...I'm, I'm cumm...cumm...cumming, unngghh, unngghh, unggghhh," Lane stuttered, as I felt his cock twitch and the sperm jet up along the tube on the underside of his cock, which was resting on my tongue. He let loose with a huge blast that hit the back of my mouth, followed by two or three more and then his cum began to ooze out onto my tongue. It tasted wonderful, slightly salty and nutty and I savoured every drop. I kept his rod in my mouth until I was sure he'd stopped and I wouldn't miss a drop and then cleaned his dick with my lips and tongue. Lane had to sit down for a few minutes. "I can't feel my legs," he said. "I feel like I've been drained." "You have," I joked. "Hey, since you're already down there...." Lane leaned forward, his head level with my aching cock, and licked the head of my dick. "Is that what you want?" he asked slyly. "Oh, man, you know what I want," I managed to choke out. Lane opened his mouth and within seconds had my cock engulfed, his warm lips sliding back and forth along my shaft. After having been so turned on from sucking him off, it didn't take long for me to reach orgasm. I could feel my cock become more sensitive and the cum welling up and as I hit the point of no return, Lane drove his mouth as far down my cock as he could and used his tongue and suction to drive me over the edge. "AAAHHHH, sshhhiiiitt, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck....oh, oh, oh," was as much as I could mumble as my orgasm hit and I shot several hard blasts into my young friend's willing mouth. Lane backed off and it was his turn to lick his lips. I pulled him up to stand in front of me and leaned toward him. Looking him in the eyes, I gently gave him a kiss on his swollen lips. He was surprised, but responded immediately. I pushed my tongue against his lips and he opened them slightly, allowing me to run my tongue across his gums and teeth, tasting my own cum for the first time. His soft, warm tongue pushed back against mine and we began French kissing. I really was in heaven, I thought. Could it get any better than this?