Date: Fri, 21 Jun 2002 13:36:31 -0700 (PDT) From: Thomas Gaige Subject: Wade Grows Up - Chapter Eight - On My Way To College DISCLAIMER: The following story is FICTIONAL. It contains descriptions of sexual activities between teenage boys, and sometimes between men and boys. If you are not over 18 years of age, or if you find this type of story offensive, or viewing this material is illegal where you are, then please DON'T READ IT! If you choose to read it, then please enjoy. More chapters will follow. WADE GROWS UP Chapter Eight - On My Way To College ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- The summer that I graduated from high school was a bittersweet one for me. I was excited to finally be considered an adult, as I turned 18 that summer. I was also excited, but also a bit nervous about going off to college. Then of course there was the fact that I would be leaving behind my best friend in the world, a boy I'd been sleeping with for two years now - Al (who I told about in the previous chapter). Al wasn't going to college. He'd enrolled in trade school. He was going to become a carpenter and mason. I on the other hand had enrolled in a university a couple of states away, where I would be studying computer science. Al and I spent as much time as we could together that last summer, but his time was limited, as he began trade school right out of high school. I too worked for a landscaping business over the summer. At most, we were able to see each other later in the evenings, after we'd gotten home (remember he lived just across the street). We'd usually get together out back on our deck and take a swim in the pool. Unfortunately though, we usually were exhausted, and before we could move up to my bedroom for a little sex, one or both of us would fall asleep floating around the pool on a rubber raft. We did manage to have sex a few times a week though, and we did manage to get a few days off at the same time a couple of times, at which time we took off camping in the woods up north. We had some pretty hot sex then! Once we'd pitch our tent, we'd spend the rest of our time together sucking and fucking each other, and just relaxing together in between. As Labor Day weekend rolled around, we took our last camping trip together, as I had to leave for school two days later. The last night we spent together was pretty rough on both of us. We realized we wouldn't be seeing each other anymore like we used to day in and day out. We'd only see each other when I was home for vacations. As the night moved on, at one point, Al had just finished fucking me, and had collapsed on top of me, and I could feel him shaking. He was crying. I started to cry too. The rest of the night we just laid naked together in each other's arms crying, and alternately promising each other that we'd always love each other. The next morning we made love for the last time, packed up and went home. Our mothers got upset when they saw how depressed we both were, and planned an impromptu cookout for that night - just the four of us. That was even harder to handle than the camp out had been, because neither of our mothers knew we were gay, and we couldn't talk openly, and were both struggling not to start crying again. Finally, both of them said Good Night to us and left us alone to say our Good byes. Tomorrow morning Al had to get to school, and I was packing up and leaving for my school - a 12 hour drive away. We sat on the steps of the deck next to each other, neither of us speaking. Finally, he just leaned over toward me and whispered "I'll always love you more than anyone I know!" and he kissed me on the cheek. I could feel his tears mixing with mine. Then he jumped up and ran from the yard. "Me too!" I croaked, as he reached the gate. Then he was gone. Thank God Mom was in her room when I ran through the house and into my own room. I threw myself down on my bed and sobbed. Eventually I fell asleep, and didn't wake up till morning, when the alarm went off. I got up, showered and dressed. I looked out the window, but Al was already gone. Mom was home yet, she was going in late so she could see me off. She cooked a big bacon, eggs, and flap-jacks breakfast. It was good, I was starved. Then silently we packed my bags and boxes in my car. I could see Mom was trying hard not to cry. I was OK yet. Then it came time to leave. Mom was sobbing. I broke down too. But it wasn't as bad as saying Goodbye to Al. Finally, I just got in the car and drove away. I cried as I drove along, until I was out on the highway headed west. It wasn't a bad. I was alone most of the way. I'd decided to drive straight through taking only occasional bathroom and restaurant breaks. At one rest stop, I ran into a guy who looked a little younger than me. He had a duffle bag and was heading out onto the highway on foot. He asked if I was going west, so I offered him a ride. He greatfully accepted. He was going about an hour west of where we were. His name was Tony. We talked a lot. As we drove on, I kept catching glimpses of him out of my peripheral vision. He was looking at me all the time. Finally, I asked him why he was staring at me. He blushed, but said "I hope you're not offended by this, but I'm gay, and I think you're cute." I almost drove into the guard rail. I looked at him and laughed. "Guess what? I'm gay too!" I said. Then after looking at him a few seconds, I said "and I think you're cute too!" He was. He was quite a bit shorter than me, and skinny. Light brown hair, that was kind of long. His face and arms were really tan, and didn't appear to have much hair on them, and he had grayish-blue eyes. "There's a pull-off coming up soon, you want to stop and stretch our legs a minute?" he asked. I could see a hardon beginning to tent the crotch of his jeans. I looked at him and grinned, as I felt my cock begin to stir as well. (I suppose I'd better explain before I continue, that even though Al and I were in love with one another, we had agreed that it was OK for either of us to have casual sex with other guys if we wanted to. OK - back to the story.) "It's right there." he said. I pulled in, and parked. We were the only car there. Before I could shut the car off, Tony reached over and cupped my hardening cock through my jeans. I shut the car off, and reached for his cock as well. Just then another car pulled in behind us. It was a family, returning from some trip apparently. Tony said, "C'mon, there's a path down to a creek over there", and he got out of the car. I followed him, and we walked down this path through the woods. "I grew up near here" Tony said. He led me a couple of minutes down this path, which eventually opened up into a little clearing, beside a creek. It was a beautiful place. Across the creek was a cliff, which Tony led me to, stepping on stones that were sticking out of the water to get across the creek. When we got there, he led me into a little cave. Once there, he turned around and grabbed for my penis again. He massaged it through my jeans, and almost instantly it was hard as a rock again. I wanked Tony's penis back to full hardness through his jeans too. Without a word, Tony quickly undid my belt, opened my jeans and pulled them, and my underwear down to my ankles. He then dropped on his knees in front of me and whispered "Damn you gotta gorgeous dick", then he proceeded to swallow the entire length of it! Tony didn't waste any time. He started sucking up and down my dick, with this kind of urgency. It only took a minute and I was ready to explode. I said "Tony, I'm gonna cum already man!" He just grunted and sucked up and down even faster. After a few more strokes, I suddenly exploded, shooting gobs of cum into his mouth. He eagerly swallowed everything I had to offer, not releasing me, until he was sure he'd gotten every last drop of my seed. "Man, you shoot a big load!" he said. I grinned, and said "OK, your turn!". He jumped up and had his pants down around his ankles before I could think about it any further. I laughed. "It's just that I'm gonna cum without you if you don't hurry up" he said. I laughed some more as I squatted down and took his penis into my mouth. For his size, he had a pretty good size penis - about 6", compard to my now 8". He was cut too, and had a goodly amount of pubic hair, but his ball sack was still hairless. I sucked his dick into my mouth and began to work on him, like he did to me. I could tell it wasn't going to take him very long. I quickly reached up through his legs and fondled his balls a little. He was starting to hump back and forth into my mouth. I move my hand up to his ass and worked my index finger between his ass cheeks. they were sweaty, so it slid right in, and up to his anus, which I felt squeeze tighter as my finger pressed against it. I massaged his anus with my finger while I sucked up and down his hard little cock. Tony was thrusting his hips back and forth more strongly now. Suddenly, he let out a little cry "I'm gonna cum Wade!", and before he was finished, he let out a groan, and I felt his sphincter clench my fingertip. A spurt of thick salty fluid filled my mouth. I swallowed it quickly, as more squirted out of his piss slit, hitting the back of my throat. Tony continued to groan and gasp, as his smooth little body pumped several more shots of hot gooey cum into my mouth. I kept swallowing and sucking him until I had every last drop of his cum, like he did to me. Finally, I pulled my finger out of his ass, and backed off his penis, as his body gave one final shudder. Once last drop of cum dribbled out of his piss slit, which I quickly lapped up as well. I looked up at him, and he was grinning down at me. "Damn, you're good!" he said. I told him, he was just as good, and he grinned some more. We both pulled our pants up, and went and sat on a big rock by the creek. We talked a while. I told him about Al. He told me about a buddy of his - Joe, who was bigger than him like me, who he had sex with all the time. Turned out Tony was only a year younger than me - but was very small for his age. After about a half hour, we went back to the cave, and gave each other another, more leisurely blowjob, before we went back to the car. When we got back to the car, Tony said, "you gotta drop me off just a little ways down the road." He grabbed a pen off my dash, and pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket and wrote down his name, address, and phone number. He told me to call him if I was ever coming this way again. I promised to do so. Then we pulled back onto the road. In about five minutes, he said, "this is where I get out", and pointed to an exit ramp. I asked how much further he had to go to get home, and he said not far, he just had to cut across the field on the right and at the road on the other side, walk up a ways. He pointed to a white house on the hill in the distance and said it was where he lived. I offered to drive him, and he accepted, so I drove him to his house. As he got out of the car, he reached over and gave my crotch a quick squeeze saying he hoped to see me again sometime. He did. I wrote him a letter from school, and we started writing back and forth. Then I made it a point of getting ahold of him whenever I was going to drive through either coming from or going to school. Many times we were able to get together for a couple hours, during which we had some pretty good sex. Turned out he liked to be fucked up the ass by bigger guys like me too! --------------------------------------------------------------------------- If you enjoyed this chapter, Keep your eyes open for "Chapter 9 - My College Roommate" - where I tell you about the boy who shared my college dorm room with me, and a wonderful relationship that developed.