Date: Tue, 26 Jul 2011 19:50:10 -0400 From: Sam Sheppard Subject: Memories of Sixteen - 4 Disclaimer: This story is true and happened just as it's written. Some literary license has been taken. 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 -- 4 Stevie seemed to melt into my chest and shoulder as I hugged him, so I just held him and let him come down at his own pace. After a few minutes he stood up straighter and looked at me. "I can't believe how amazing it felt when you did that," he said. "It's never felt like that before." "Before?" I asked. "How many times have you done this?" "One of my buddies and I started foolin' around last year. We started off jackin' each other, but kinda moved to sucking each other's dicks after a while. He sure doesn't do it like you, though." "Seems to me," I suggested, "that if you guys really want to do it right, you just need some practice." "Can I do you," Stevie asked, "and you can show me how to do it right?" "For sure." I replied. At that, Stevie knelt on the floor and undid my Speedos, which, by this point were sopping wet with my precum and tented as far as the material would allow without ripping. He pulled them away from my body and down my legs, freeing my raging hard on, which was sticking up toward my stomach and throbbing. Stevie looked at my dick for a minute and then wrapped his hand around it at the base. He began gently stroking me, but almost immediately took it in his mouth. Watching this studly, naked 14 year old boy wrap those full pouty lips around my cock was a truly amazing sight, one I'd never even dreamed I'd see. And to make it even better, he was actually pretty good at this. "Stevie," I said, "what I said about practice? Believe me, you don't need it. But you can practice on me anytime you want." And the feelings began to overwhelm me as he smiled and began to increase his pace. "Oh Stevie, oh shit man, go a little faster, man...oh fuck, oh fuck, ooohhh, ooohhh man, I'm almost there...unhh, unhhhhh, unnhhh, I'm gonna cum, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck," and with that I lost complete control and blew so hard, I thought I'd blow the back of Stevie's head off. He swallowed every drop, took my softening cock out of his mouth and licked every bit of cum remaining on it off and looked up at me with a smile. I grabbed him under the arms, pulled him up to me, wrapped my arms around him and gave him a massive hug. Stevie tilted his head to look me in the eye and leaning in, placed his lips on mine. I responded and we locked in a kiss. I could taste the remains of my cum on his teeth, but beyond that, I could taste his tongue and the softness of the inside of his mouth. We stayed locked in our embrace, kissing each other for all we were worth for a long time. When we finally broke, both of us were hard as granite. I loved being sixteen. "My folks are gone for a couple of days," I said, "I've got the pad to myself, wanna come up?" "Absofuckinlutely," replied Stevie, "but it's like eight already and the folks'll want me home for dinner." "No sweat, just tell `em you're gonna catch some dinner with a buddy and you'll be home by ten." "Yeah, OK. I'll be up at your place in ten," he said and we pulled ourselves together, left the pool and split up, me going up to our apartment, Stevie going to his. Ten minutes later, to the dot, Stevie knocked on my door. As soon as I let him in and closed the door, he grabbed me and gave me a huge hug. "I told them I was going to get some dinner and then asked them if I could stay over at my friend's place. They said yes and didn't even ask who it was. How fucking cool is that?" "Are you fucking serious?" I asked, astounded. "That is absolutely awesome!!" We both laughed and hugged each other. "So, what d'you wanna do?" I asked, with a smirk. Stevie responded by tackling me. We rolled around on the floor for a while, playing grabass, and I do mean grab ass. Within minutes we were both completely naked and rolling around over top of each other. Since we were both healthy teenagers, it didn't take long before we were both hard. I couldn't take it any longer. I had to bury my face in that exquisite ass, so I rolled Stevie over, spread his long, strong legs and started kissing his gorgeous white globes. As I kissed and licked all over his ass, I spread his cheeks so I could have access to his hole. Once I had his cute pink pucker exposed I wasted no time in sliding my tongue right over and across it. Since he'd spent most of the afternoon in the pool, he was incredibly clean. And he was incredibly soft. I spent what felt like an hour kissing, licking and tonguing his sweet ass and his hole. Stevie was writhing on the floor and moaning throughout the whole thing. Spreading those coltish legs even further, I slid my tongue farther down his perineum and toward his nicely developing scrotum. I licked across the back of it and took first one and then the other of his firm cum-filled spheres into my mouth and ran my tongue all around each. Stevie had to shift by this point as his hard on was getting squashed as it grew even harder. He was panting like he'd just swum the 100 meter fly and so I rolled him onto his back, exposing his raging boner. It was throbbing with his increased heart beat and there was a drop of precum at the tip. I leaned over and swiped my tongue across the head. Stevie shuddered and a short, sharp intake of breath signalled the sensitiveness of his cock. I smiled slightly at how turned on my friend was and took the whole head of his dick in my mouth, causing another gasp and a moan. I began bobbing my head, driving my mouth farther down his shaft with each movement forward. His cock felt like an iron bar with soft, pliant rubber and skin covering it. I could feel it throb against my tongue with each pass. Stevie grabbed my head and held me, stopping me from moving. His breathing was ragged and he was shaking, but he hadn't cum yet. He lifted my head away from his penis and said, "I want to try a sixty-nine." I didn't need to be asked twice. Feeling him sucking my cock at the same time as I had his buried in my mouth sounded perfect. I swung Stevie around so he was on his hands and knees, with his dick hanging over my mouth and his mouth lined up pretty much with my cock. Fortunately, since he was only two years younger and tall for his age, he and I were pretty close in height, which made this easier. I reached up and grabbed a handful of Stevie's ass cheeks and, pulling him down, lowered his penis into my mouth, eliciting a growl of pleasure from him. As I did this, he lowered himself as well, bringing his mouth down onto my aching cock. "Mmmmmm," was all I could say, the contentment and sheer pleasure of not only having this dream kid sucking me off, but realizing we had all night to do anything we wanted with each other. Stevie bobbed his head up and down and his hips were also moving up and down, driving his rod into my mouth. As he did this, I reached up and grabbed both ass cheeks. I slid my middle finger into his crack and stroked along his cleft. Driving it deeper, I put the tip of my finger against his anus and wriggled it around, stimulating his hole. His cheeks clenched tighter and his balls, which had been resting on my nose, lifted upwards in his sac. I kept tickling his hole and slowly, it began to relax a little. I was able to push just the tip of my finger in until it was far enough that it was inside my buddy's hole as far as the nail. Stevie's cock started to twitch and he was having trouble keeping a steady rhythm on my dick. "You like this?" I asked him, letting his cock fall out of my mouth for a minute. "MM-HHMM," was what I got in reply, which actually felt like he'd just been humming with my cock in his mouth. "Wow, that's something new," I thought, but then went back to concentrating on my buddy's cock and ass. I began wriggling my finger inside his hole as I took his cock back into my mouth and after a minute or so, found I was able to get more inside him. My finger slid in right up to the second knuckle and Stevie almost collapsed on top of me. He later said it felt like his legs had just given out. I stopped my ministrations to his pole and suggested we turn onto our sides. Stevie thought that would be a good idea, especially if I was going to continue what I was doing to his ass, which I had no intentions of stopping. Keeping my finger in his pucker, we rolled so that we were on our sides and got back to our carnal activities. On our sides, I was able to control the motion of Stevie's hips. By pushing my finger deeper into his bum, his hips moved forward, driving his cock deeper into my mouth. "This is amazing," I thought. "I never would have believed it if someone had told me this would happen." Another side effect of this was that, since I could push harder, I was able to get my finger deeper into his rectum. After a minute or two of this, my finger was completely buried in his hole and I could feel something like a soft tennis ball at the end of my finger. I took a chance and wiggled my finger against the object and Stevie just about bit half of my shaft off. He spit my cock out and screamed, "HOLY FUCK, what did you just do?" I yanked my finger part way out of his ass and started apologizing, thinking I'd hurt him, but he interrupted me. "Do that again, quick. I've never felt anything that good in my life! Hurry, do it again!" So I tentatively slid my finger back as far as it could go. "Hey," I said to Stevie, "I'm going to do it again, but try not to bite my dick in half this time, eh?" He nodded his head, putting my cock back in his mouth. I felt for the lump again and when I found it, put the tip of my finger against it. "OK, remember, no biting," I reminded Stevie. He responded with a muffled "Mm-hmm," since his lips were wrapped tightly around my penis. I wriggled my finger against the lump and felt Stevie tense up and heard him make a whining sound deep in his throat. When I moved my finger around some more, three things happened all at once. He tensed up very hard, made a loud gagging sound and began shooting into my mouth. I didn't know what was happening, but he shot five or six times and with each shot he rammed his cock deep into my mouth. The force and amount of his ejaculation and the force with which he was slamming his cock into me caused some of his cum to spill out of my mouth and down the side of my cheek. I couldn't believe what was happening. Nothing like this had happened any time I'd sucked Lane or Shawn. It wasn't until many years later that I learned about the prostate gland, but I knew then, that whatever I'd done, it had made Stevie have the best orgasm he'd ever had and that from now on it was something I'd want to do with anyone I was involved with. Stevie had had to take my cock out of his mouth so he could breathe while he came and had been stroking it instead, but now, because of the force of his orgasm he started to fall asleep. I woke him up and he began to apologize, but I said, "Don't worry about it. We've got all night and knowing you, I don't think I have to worry about my not getting off." We got up off the floor, grabbed our clothes and, holding his shoulders, I directed him to my room and got him into my bed. After covering him up, I kissed those soft supple lips, kissed his forehead and sliding my arm under his head, gently pulled him to me so his head rested on my shoulder. Listening to his soft, regular breathing, I drifted off to sleep, extremely happy with the way the day had gone.