Date: Fri, 31 Mar 2017 00:04:59 +0000 (UTC) From: Tague Micheals Subject: Adventures Of A Teenage Hitchhiker III We went to his bed and he sat with his back to a rather ornately carved headboard. "Come up here please Tracy," he said. I knew that he wanted me to fuck his mouth like I'd done in the car. I got on the bed and straddled his lap and he moved a little bit to line my cock with his mouth. He licked and slurped all over my cock, cupped my balls while running a finger underneath them and tickling at the beginning of my crack. He finally pulled my cock down and took it into his mouth and like the last time, he put his hands on my butt and encouraged me to fuck into his mouth, not that I needed any encouragement. Nigel's hands roamed up and down my back, under my butt, onto my butt cheeks while I moved my hips and slid in and out of the warm recesses of his mouth. Nigel stopped sucking on me for a moment. "You have to got to have the most delicious little butt I've have ever laid my hands on Tracy. Oh, I know that you probably haven't given that much thought to a body part that you rarely see but it's true. Most boys don't realize how tantalizing their butts are and your, well my boy, is spectacular." Nigel rubbed, gently patted and kneaded the flesh of those so called delicious cheeks. As for me I had discovered that I liked it when Nigel played with my butt. I can't explain that, I just know it. Like when he rubs my back, there is some sense of comfort when he rubs my butt however it is also sexy feeling. I meant to ask him about when he licked my hole but right then wasn't the time. A sharp rise in feeling shot through my body as Nigel worked on my cock. I loved it so much and wondered briefly what it would be like to actually fuck someone, to stuff my hard young cock into a tight hole, almost any tight hole. I got pretty excited pretty fast and before I knew it I was overwhelmed by the feelings of my sperm rushing up my dick and exploding into Nigel's mouth. Okay, perhaps exploding is too strong a word as I rarely exploded, however, it would be less than a year before it would explode sending streams of sperm as far my eyebrows. My cock head became too sensitive and I had to pull away from Nigel's grip, the old man letting go reluctantly. I settled down onto his lap, making sure not to put all my weight on him and rested my hands on his shoulders. I'd only been with Nigel twice but I was beginning to really like him. Maybe it was because I'd never known my grandparents or because I had no adult males in my life except for teachers. I don't know the reason now nor did I care to question it then. I liked Nigel and that was that. I leaned down and kissed his forehead then moved from his lap and sat next to him and we stayed that way for about a minute not saying a word. "You're very good company Tracy," he finally said, patting my leg. "Thank you." I rested my hand on top of his, my fingers feeling the rumpled effect of his wrinkled skin and blood veins, and smiled up at him. "You're good company too Nigel." Our first of many poignant moments was interrupted by the low ring of the phone next to his bed. Nigel answered, listened, then hung up. "I'm afraid that I have to go Tracy; business calls." I told him I understood as we both climbed off the bed. I had to pee so did that first then came back and I got dressed, Nigel watching me from where he sat in an armchair. When I was finished he pulled out some money and handed it to me and when I saw that it was a pair of hundred dollar bills I started to protest. Nigel put his hand up and motioned for me to stop. When I tried to continue to speak he wagged a finger at me. "Listen to me please. One, it's my money and I'll spend it how I wish. Two I told you, never sell yourself short and three, this is what your time is worth to me. To someone else it might be worth more, or it might be worth less; either way is of no interest or consequence to me. Do you understand?" I nodded my head he smiled, saying, "Good boy." On the ride downtown I asked him about my butthole, why he did it, and why I liked it so much. "I mean, it's a butthole Nigel and their kind of nasty, ya know?" Nigel chuckled and patted my leg. He seemed to do that a lot, pat my leg and it wasn't sexual, I mean, not all the time, only some of it. "Yes, they can be quite dirty and when they are such it can cause problems for the person whose mouth is down there. Feces carries lots of germs and can make a person sick and in come case cause a serious disease called Hepatitis so one must be cautious and careful when going into that particular playground. That alone causes one to wonder what kind of engineer would run a waste disposal site through a recreational area." Nigel chuckled slightly at that but it would be some years before I really understood it and I to would chuckle. "The anus is rife with nerve endings Tracy. Mankind has been venturing there for pleasure since for a millennia. It feels very good to both parties, as I am sure you discovered when I introduced you to it earlier. And that was only the beginning. There are many other pleasures to be mined down there." "You mean like fucking?" He nodded his head. "Yes my young sir, fucking with a cock, a toy or even a finger. There is a little gland up inside your rectum that, when rubbed while you are in an excitory state feels incredible. If you happen to cum when it's being rubbed you will experience an orgasm like no other, trust me." "Oh, I do trust you Nigel," I said honestly. "I can hardly wait to try it." "Well, perhaps we can make a date for day after tomorrow dear boy." I grinned and nodded my head. "I think that's a great idea." "Perhaps you could call me on say, Thursday around Eleven and stay for lunch." I told him that would be great. We parted ways in front of the building where Nigel had the business to take care of and I told him that I'd call him in a couple of days. I then leaned over and kissed him on the cheek. "Thank you Nigel," I whispered and got out of the car. The rest of the week until Friday was pretty normal. On Tuesday I hitchhiked north on the interstate for a change which was sort of cool. I got a ride up with a young couple who were headed to Canada, which was farther than I wanted to go on my first trip. I bailed out when they stopped to get gas in a small town along the way and almost immediately got a ride with a cowboy sort of dude in bright red pickup with guns hanging in the back window. I say cowboy cuz he was wearing one of those cowboy type hats, faded Wrangler jeans, cowboy boots and a sort of fancy type shirt with curly cue thingies above the pockets. And he kinda talked like a cowboy. But he seemed young. Not like me young but maybe like the pot dealer in the van, like college age. He was blonde like I was but more like that they call dishwater blonde, a darker sandy sort of color. He didn't have any hair on his face either so all in all I doubted that he was getting into any bars, at least legally. He was a cute guy too, a big open smile with plenty of straight white teeth. The kind of guy you might see on a milk commercial or a Cereal box. "So what's a purty young fellah like you doin thumbin around these parts?" he asked in a cowboy sort of drawl. "Just checkin out the neighborhood," I told him. He smiled and said he had a hood I could check out. I looked at him with a questioning expression and uttered a "huh". He smiled again and said his hooded python. "You mean like a snake?" He nodded his head and said, "Yup, I reckon so." Well now, that seemed pretty interesting to me and it wasn't like I was on any schedule so I said sure. Like I've said, I was a pretty naive young boy. We were on a country road and he turned off onto a dirt road that ended fairly quickly at a small farm house where a couple of dogs came running out to meet the truck. We got out and he petted the dogs that then came and introduced themselves to me and of course they had to stick their noses in my crotch or my ass or both. The guy laughed. "Damn dogs are all like that," he said with a grin. I followed him into the house and was immediately taken by the trophies and photos on the wall of my new friend riding bucking horses, roping calves, and all kinds of other stuff. I saw a couple of plaques with the name Roy Aikins on them so assumed that was his name. He called for me come to where he was so I went into a hall, saw rooms on both ends so called out. He answered and I went in the direction of his voice. I was sort of excited. I'd never seen a python before. I went into the room and stopped dead. The guy, whom I presumed to be Roy, was standing by a window and facing me. His jeans were opened and hanging out over the waistband of his underwear was the biggest cock I'd ever seen, and might possibly ever see in my life. The thick white tube looked almost grotesque as it hung there. I should explain that I hadn't seen all that many cocks in my life. I wasn't required to take PE in school because of a heart valve problem so hadn't been exposed, as it were, to males other than those few boys that I'd pissed in front of when out on boyhood safari's or the males I'd seen thus far in my thumbing travels. Still and all I wasn't sure that there were that many cocks out there in the whole world that looked quite like Roy's. "This here's the python I was telling you about," he said and cupped his hand underneath it about half way down the shaft and leaving plenty of room on either end of it. "Bet you never seen a pecker this big before." I shook my head in agreement that I hadn't. The thing looked as big around as a baseball bat but the tip was missing, he didn't have a head on his like I did. The mystery was soon resolved when he stroked himself and I was amazed all over again. In all the cocks I'd seen I'd never seen none them was uncircumcised so when he pulled the skin back and exposed the fact that he really was like me I thought to myself what a fucking outta sight toy that must be. "Wanna touch it? Let me see yours." I was a little reluctant. I wasn't sure just what I could do with something that big. Fuck just jacking the thing off would require both hands and I imagined that when he came it could be like a fire hose. "I'll give ya ten bucks." Then he laughed and said, "Better yet I'll give ya a ride back to town." That scared me. I wasn't diggin that scene no way. I'd never really encountered adversity when I hitched and I vowed on the spot that if I got out of this one relatively safely I'd be very careful about putting myself in that sort of position ever again. In any case my expression registered on Roy because he said he was only kidding, of course he'd give me a ride even if I didn't do anything but he's sure be grateful if I'd consent to messin around a tad. "Ain't never seen a boy as purty as you are, never seen a purty boy's pecker either. Cummon it'll be fun. I'll give you ten bucks and I promise to take you back to town." His voice had softened so I nodded my head and shucked my denim jacket off then started to work on my belt. It wasn't the ten bucks of course. It was the opportunity to spend some time with such a monstrous cock. "Great," Roy said and kicked his boots off then shoved his jeans and underwear to the floor and stepped out of them then stood facing me and gently stroking on his growing python. He still had his shirt on and his cock was starting to get hard, pushing up between the shirt tails. I kicked my shoes off then undid my jeans and pushed them down to my knees. I looked down, as I almost always did when letting my dick out for air, but this time I wasn't as excited about my recent growth as I had been in the past. In fact I was a little embarrassed. My size didn't seem to faze Roy much however. He didn't laugh or make any comments on how puny I was down there. I guess that he just accepted that he was king of the fucking jungle in the endowment arena no matter what. "Damn boy you may be young but you're just as purty in basement as ya are in the attic." He dropped to his knees in front of me and helped me step out of my jeans and briefs then held my t-shirt up out of the way and took hold of my half stiffened cock. Roy-I assumed-wasted no time but leaned his head down and put his mouth over my cock and sucked me. I pulled my shirt up so that he could concentrate on what he was doing and I watched as he suckled me and stoked his cock until it was full on hard. The goddamned thing was huge. And I wanted to play with it. I gently pulled away from Roy and he looked up at me with a questioning eye. "I cum pretty easy Roy; your name is Roy isn't it?" He nodded his head as he stood up, asked my name, I told him as I stepped back to give the thing room to move. "How fucking big is that thing anyhow Roy?" He said that it kind of depended on how hard he pushed a measuring tape into his pubic bone but essentially it was about twelve and a quarter inches long and eight and a quarter inches around at the base. It didn't narrow significantly toward the tip which was as big as a medium sized apple. Roy took his shirt off giving me a full on view of the works, his large balls hanging low between his thighs. His pubes were a thick nest of dark brown curls with a thin love trail up his flat belly to his navel. I reached out and took hold of him, my fingers barely encircling the thick shaft. I stroked him, amazed at how his skin slipped so easily back and forth over the fat swollen head. "Never seen a pecker in its natural state huh?" he asked knowingly. All I could do is shake my head. "Wanna try and blow it?" "I've never done it before but I can try," I responded and Roy suggested we lay on his bed. "I bet you can suck yourself if you wanted to," I said as he lay back on the bed, his cock head reaching up past his belly button. He smiled at me. "I have. Now let's see if you can." So there it was, my first time sucking cock and I get what I figured to be the biggest one in the known universe. I sat next to him and pulled it upright then angled it toward me. The thing reminded me of a floor shift I'd seen once in an old pickup truck. The tip was all shiny from his precum so I started by licking it off then putting my mouth down over the helmet shaped knob. I didn't get much further than that cuz my mouth was pretty full but I still managed to suck on it and swirl my tongue over the satiny surface. I stroked him as I sucked and noticed right away that I could move the skin over his cock head while I did it which prompted me to investigate that little process. I pulled it all the way in place then tried to put my tongue down inside the hole, which was impossible but fun to try. My mouth got sore pretty fast and I had to stop so we swapped places and Roy went back to sucking on my cock. He had turned around though so I could still jack him off, which I did. He could suck pretty good, not as good as Nigel but still I felt myself getting all tingly and stuff. "You wanna try something," he asked after he took my cock from his mouth. Of course I told him it depended on what "it" was. "Let me fuck you between the legs." I was confused so he explained it too me and I told him I'd do it as long as he wasn't planning on putting that thing in my ass. He smiled and said that he promised he wouldn't but regardless it would be a little messy. I figured that he meant when he spermed but that wasn't what he was talking about. He got up off the bed, left the room and came back with a bottle of liquid and a towel, his great big dick bobbing along and pointing the way like a fucking big fat arrow. "This here's like a massage oil. I need to smear my pecker with it otherwise when I put it tween your legs and try to hump it'll be too dry." Okay, I could dig that. I watched as Roy slathered the head and about half the shaft in the oil then told me to lay on my back and he smeared some more on my inner thighs. He then had me roll to my side and sort of stick my butt out toward him as he lay down on the bed behind me. I felt his flesh touch mine then sneak in between my thighs. "Hold your legs tight together otherwise it'll be like fucking air," he said. I clenched down and Roy muttered a "yes" half under his breath. He put an arm around my waist and held onto my cock and began fucking, his big slippery cock sliding back and forth along my butt crack and between my thighs. His hand was still slippery from the oil so my cock slipped back and forth in his hand as he fucked me. Looking down, I could see the head as it came out in front then disappeared again and I have to say that, overall, it was a pretty hot happening. As usual my body didn't give me much warning that it was ready to shoot. I felt a tingly feeling in my balls then my belly then I was creaming out onto the towel that had been laid out in front of me. "Oh fuck oh fuck," I groaned as I squirted which seemed to cause Roy to pick up speed. "Almost, almost, hang on purty boy I'm gonna cum, oh yes ohhhhhhhhh," and his voice trailed off. Roy let go of my dick and just held me tight, fucking that big stick between my thighs. The head was sticking out the front when he shot so I got to watch the stream of white goo blast out onto the brown towel. Of course he kept on fucking between my legs so when he pulled back, his cum oozed out between my thighs. I felt the thing pulse between my legs, watched it shoot when the head was poking out again, and I had been correct in my guess that he would make a whole lot of sperms. Roy finally stopped and lay still for a moment, the head sticking out from between my thighs and oozing cum out onto my flesh. He stayed that a bit before he pulled back out and rolled onto his back. "Better use that towel tween your legs Tracy," he said, which was my intention as well and after folding it then cleaning myself I rolled to my side and just looked at Roy, or his cock. "You ever fuck anybody with that thing?" I asked him. He shook his head. "Nobody round here knows I'm queer although all the boys know how big my cock is from being in the showers as school. I got all hotted up with a girl from down the way one time but when she saw it she got really scared." Couldn't say as I blamed her for that. I took hold of him again and slid his skin back and forth over the head, still amazed at that, and perhaps even a little bit jealous. "Wanna see a cool trick?" he asked. I nodded my head and he told me to get on my knees and he did the same. "Get in close and hold your pecker down like this," he said, showing me what he wanted. Then he got in close and touched the tips of our cocks together. He pulled his skin out over his dick head and worked it over the head of my cock sort of like putting on a sock or something. It was sorta cool. He pulled it back off, actually it wouldn't stay there very well, then sat back and leaned over and put his cock head in his mouth. By god he could suck his own cock. After that little demonstration he asked if I would like to fuck him. "Not actually really fuck me but do sort of what I did to you and lay on top of me and sort of just hump like you was fuckin." I shrugged my shoulders, said okay so Roy got the lotion stuff and smeared a whole bunch of it on his belly and his cock then did the same thing to me. I about shit when he slid his slippery hand up over my cock head. "Course we're gonna hafta take a shower after this Tracy, ain't no way to wipe it all off." I had figured that out when I saw how much of the stuff he was putting on his body. Once it was all done he had me lay on top of him which was sorta okay but that big cock did get in the way some. He held onto my slender little butt and told me to hump him, squeezing and pulling on my butt cheeks. It felt really good, totally outta sight, my slippery dick sliding gently back and forth on his flat belly and mashing up against Roy's pole. Then Roy quickly rolled up over and he started doing it to me. I liked it a whole lot better that way. I got hotted up pretty quickly and so did Roy and when he was ready to cum he said he wanted to squirt his sperm on me. Although that had never occurred to me before, I was all for it. Roy humped against me a minute or so longer, moving his ass from side to side to create different feelings. I could feel his big balls as they rode on top of mine or mashed against the base of my cock and found myself putting my hands on Roy's ass, helping him do his job. It felt interesting to me, how his muscles tightened up as he fucked his big cock against my belly. He stopped all of a sudden and got to his knees and started jacking off, using both hands. I watched his big nuts swaying between his legs as he stroked, then the snake started spitting at me. That was groovy as all hell. The first shot squirted out over my stuff and landed on my chest and left a streak of sperm that almost reached my belly button. There were six more squirts after that and it was so fucking hot that somewhere in the middle of Roy's sperming I cummed too. The slipperiness of my cock caused a good cum and my hips went up off the bed from the feelings as my little pecker shot out a couple of wads of cum that landed in amongst Roy's. I got a shot of Roy's juice across the back of my jacking hand and some more of it dribbled down to drop on my balls and without even thinking about it I reached down with my other hand and rubbed his sperm into my smooth nuts as though it were lotion or something. Roy's cock finally quit shooting and dribbling and he moved off from above me and lay next to me. "That was funner than wrestling a pig in mud," he told me with a grin. "Damn boy I wished that you lived closer, we could have a hell of a good time." He was right but then I was finding good time's just about everywhere I went. "Maybe you could move Roy, come down to Seattle. I bet you'd be the most popular cowboy in town." "Probly the only cowboy in town is more like it. Naw, I'm a country boy sure as god made little apples," he said, adding, "Come on lets get this mess cleaned up. Damn you look good covered in juice." I had to agree that getting splattered was sort of fun but the feelings were wearing off and the cum was starting to run so a shower seemed like a good idea. Roy dropped me off at the entrance to the freeway twenty minutes later after we swapped phone numbers and I promised to come back up and see him sometime. As I stood waiting for someone to show some mercy and give me a lift I considered the past hour. I doubted that I would ever see a cock to rival Roy's. Of course in another ten years a porn star would emerge that was touted as having the biggest cock in porn. While that may have been true but when I finally saw it, in person I might add, I still felt that Roy was bigger than John Holmes. I also wondered what it would feel like to have that thing shoved up my butt however that thought didn't last long as I figured there was no way it would ever happen. Something smaller perhaps but not that. Then I got to thinking and wondering what it would actually feel like to get fucked. After Nigel's introduction to the hot feelings of being licked down there I wondered what other pleasures might be found. I knew that gay guys fucked each other and while I didn't think I was gay I began to entertain the thought of giving it a try, just to see. Little did I know how that would turn out. I did have an interesting encounter on Wednesday evening, although the interesting part was that it wasn't more than a mile from my house. I'd gone to a place called Bow Wow's which specialized in hot dogs. I mean, they had 3 dozen different styles of hot dogs from Dog Bites to foot longs. They had a couple styles with cheese inside of them that the boys called Cum Dogs cuz they squirted the cheese in your mouth when you bit into it. They also had a bunch of different types of fries and tater tots. I loved the place. So I was sitting at an outside table off to one corner getting ready to eat a Big Fat which was a large sausage dog when a guy walked by and stopped. "That's a pretty big wiener for a small guy," he said with a bit of a grin. He was an older guy, about like the guy in the truck. Not bad looking either. "Yeah, I hear that a lot," I quipped back at him. "So does your wiener have cum in it?" "If it gets worked good it does." "That's something I'd love to see," he said. "I hear that a lot too. It'll cost ya though." Really? How much?" "Depends on who does it and how it's done." He nodded his head and rubbed his chin in that "thinking about it" way that people have. "So, what are the options?" "Ten bucks if I do it, Twenty if you do it by hand, thirty if you do it by mouth." "That seems a little steep," he said. "Well, I never had no complaints," I replied. "In fact, I've been told that it's worth every penny." I was about half way through my meal by that time and took another bite. "Well, let me grab a quick bite," he said and went over to the narrow building. Bow Wow's didn't have inside eating. You ordered from a window and either sat at one of the half dozen tables or got in your car. The guy came back a few minutes later and asked if he could sit down and I nodded my head then took another bite. He sat, peeled the paper back from one end of his hot dog and took a bite and uttered a satisfied groan. "Nothing like masticating outside with a friend," he said, looking over his hot dog at me. I gave him an arched eyebrow. "Masticating, chewing. Eating outside is fun." "Yeah, I know the word, it's the friend part that threw me," I said. Honestly, I hadn't ever heard that word but I wasn't gonna let him know that. "So, what's your name, how old are you?" "You writing a book," I asked him with a smile. He nodded his head. "Well leave that chapter out," I responded. I still had a smile on my face then said, "you first." "My name's Glen, I'm 34, unmarried, no kids, and I love teenage boy's, I love sucking boys' cocks and I love having a boy cum in my mouth and I love fucking a boy. However, I don't often have to pay for it." I nodded my head. "Tracy, I'm 13 not married no kids, I don't suck cock and I don't fuck but I love getting my cock sucked and I love cumming in a guys' mouth. However, I don't do it for free." "Well it seems as though we may have the makings for a symbiotic relationship." I didn't the word symbiotic but I guessed. "So, where might this take place," I asked him and popped the last tater tot into my mouth then took a sip of my soda. "That van," Glen said nodding toward a sweet custom van, the newer ones that you could buy all fancied up. It had cool wheels and the passenger window and the longer window in the sliding door were both tinted very dark. I nodded my head. "Cool," and stood up. "Can I take my soda?" Glen nodded his head as he stood and I followed him to the parking area and he told me to go ahead and get in, which I did. I looked around when I got inside. The seats were plush, the carpets were thick, curtains that were pulled back could completely block the entire back of the van from view. And it had a sun roof too. Glen started it up and backed out of the slot. "I thought we'd just go up the road to the Riverside and find a secluded spot and park. That okay with you?" I nodded my head. The Riverside was a large city park along a small river and there were plenty of places to park and be safe, especially with dark tinted windows. I was okay with that. "Do you do this often," Glen asked as he drove. "Often enough," I told him, "2-3 times a week, maybe more maybe less. I don't keep a diary. How often do you pick up boys?" He chuckled. "You're a hard ass aren't you?" I told him not really but turn-about was fair play. He glanced over at me and I held his short gaze. "About the same but that includes encounters with boys that I already know and do stuff with. "What exactly does "do stuff" mean?" "Everything from touching to fucking, from a hour to all night. There is one boy that I play with, he's 12, he loves to fuck and if he spends the night I'll typically fuck him a half dozen times. Hey, maybe you'd like to join us sometime. I know that Rory would love a 3 way with another boy. You wouldn't have get fucked either but he would most likely want you to fuck him." I gave that some thought then said, "Let's see how this turns out first." We had entered the park and Glen drove to one end and parked. Given that there was no hesitation I guesses that he'd been here before. "Let's get in the back," he said, "crawl through the seats. He was untying his shoes so I did the same, leaving them on the floor up front. I crawled between the seats during which Glen commented on my ass. Seated on the first bench seat he suggested that perhaps we could undress to underwear and I was okay with that, so we did. Like me, Glen wore white cotton briefs and commented that I looked like I was ready to go. Indeed I was boned up already but he looked totally soft. Glen sat next to me and reached over to begin fondling my hard cock, feeling up and down the length of it and then feeling up my balls. "You can touch me too if you want Tracy," he said. I reached over and began exploring him, detecting right away that he was getting hard. I stroked on his cock helping to work him into a full on chubby. "That feels good," he said, his voice already deepening. He moved his hand and rubbed on my belly then up onto my chest and gently tweaked a nipple then moving back down. I rubbed on his belly as well and found it quite firm. In fact, glancing at his torso he appeared to have a pretty decent body. Glen pulled away from me and reached down to my briefs and I knew that he wanted me to be naked which was very cool because I wanted to be. I was getting up into a fog of hotness and I hated being dressed when I got that way. He got my underwear down, took them off then looked at me. "Christ you're beautiful," he murmured. "You are a perfect boy Tracy, totally perfect." Glen then took his briefs off to reveal a tasty boner, maybe 7 inches or so long. He had big balls too but they didn't have any hair on them so I assumed he shaved. His patch of black pubic hair was small too which also told me he shaved. "I gotta suck your amazing cock," he groaned after feeling me up and stroked me a little bit. Glen turned and put one foot on the floor and a knee on the seat, leaned down and took hold of my cock and put his mouth over it. Like always my body went rigid for a moment before relaxing into it. He sucked my for a moment, feeling my balls up at the same time then said, "I wouldn't mind if you played with me too Tracy," then went back to sucking me. Honestly I wanted to touch him, to feel his hard cock and cup his balls and was in fact getting ready to do just that when he hinted that I should do it. I reached underneath him and took hold of his cock in an underhand grip and began stroking him. Like all cocks that I'd felt on his was warm and of course, very firm. I rather like touching a guys' cock, stroking him and feeling him up. At that point in my life I couldn't imagine being with a girl at all. Heck, I'd never even seen any pictures of naked girls so was kind of clueless about them. I knew they had a slit of course and that they would get hair on it when they got older but that was pretty much it. I stroked and Glen sucked, him uttering soft groans of pleasure. When I reached further and began playing with his balls he groaned really loud. Clearly the man like to have his balls played with. I could feel my body starting to change and I knew that I would shoot my sperm out pretty soon so I told Glen that. "And, I don't want to cum yet," I added. "I love getting sucked and I like playing with your cock so I want to wait a bit before I cum." "I don't suppose you want to suck my cock," he said and I shook my head. "How long ago did you shower?" I told him. "How about if you kneel facing backward on the seat and I'll rim you?" Oh hell, I was all for that so moved and turned and knelt. Glenn had me make some adjustments that opened my butt more and exposed my hole. "Damn, not a hair in sight and what a sight it is. such a delightful young boy pussy." I felt his hands on my cheeks and the sensation of his tongue licking my hole and from there I went nuts. Sweet baby Jesus I loved that and it was different than when Anthony had done. Glenn really went to town. He worked my hole, the underside of my balls and everything in between. He licked all around the puckered muscle and it seemed at times like he was trying to get his tongue up inside of me. I wondered what that would feel like. "Fuck that feels so good Glen," I groaned. "Fucking hell that feels good." As he licked my hole he tugged on my balls and played with them which made it all even better. Glen carried on for a good 3-4 minutes all the while moaning and groaning and slurping. "Fuck, now I need to cum," he said and moved away from me. I turned around and sat, my cock red tipped and hard as it had ever been. Glenn sat right next to me then reached over and took hold of my cock so I did the same to him. "I really want to taste your sperm but I want to watch you shoot it too," Glen said in a husky voice. I wondered if he was hinting at a second round. We stroked each other, both watching what we were doing and not what the other guy was doing. Of course I got there first. "Fuck, I'm gonna cum Glen," I blurted out and almost before the words were out of my mouth a little stream of sperm spurted up onto my chest. I groaned and squinted my eyes shut for a moment as the intense feelings shot through my body like a freight train. Before the second shot happened, Glen had his mouth over my cock and was sucking me so the rest of it went into his mouth. I had to let go of his cock and just rest against the seat. Needless to say it was over almost before it started and my dick went sensitive on me. Glen seemed to know that before I said it and backed off. "Young boy sperm is the best tasting stuff in the world," he said, licking his lips. "And yours is extraordinary. That said he leaned back and went to town. It was hot as hell watching him because he did the same stuff that I did. He pulled on his balls, he gripped his inner thigh right next to his balls so that his stroking caused the sac to rub against the back of his hand. Glen was beating his meat with a vengeance, moaning softly as he did it. Not much later he groaned that he was going to cum. I watched intently then all but gasped when a large long stream of sperm shot up and hit his neck and left a 5 inch trail of white goo down onto his chest. His head went backwards to rest against the seat back as another large stream hit just above his left nipple and it too left a long stream of cum. The next shot flew out but broke up into a couple of different globs and landed below his nipples. There were 3 more squirts of the stuff but they were smaller and didn't go very far and from there his sperm oozed out and ran down over his thumb and fell off into his hairs. When it was all done he let his left hand fall onto the seat and his right hand just rest where it was. I knew enough to just keep my mouth shut and let him hang out in the after sperm feelings. He finally came around. "Fuckin A," he said with a lopsided grin. "You always squirt that much cum?" He nodded his head. "My little fuck friend I told you about tries to swallow but the stuff leaks out of his mouth and runs down his chin. It's pretty fucking hot to watch." I had no doubt about that. Glen picked peeked out of the curtains, didn't see anyone and leaned around the seat and toward the door. His ass was to me and his big balls hung low between his legs. He had a nice ass and for the first time I wondered about licking a guys' hole, although it wouldn't be his. He leaned back and plopped down and began to clean the cooling cum from his body with a rag that he'd snagged. I grabbed my underwear and started pulling them on and soon Glen was doing the same. "Any place you wanna go," he asked me and I said back to Bow Wow's would be fine. In my head I was thinking that I'd figure something out. As we pulled out of the park he asked if I was interested in dong the 3 way with his little friend and I said that I definitely was. He wanted my phone number which of course I refused to give out. "Look, no offense but I generally don't meet someone for a second time and I never give my phone number out. I'll call you. Is there a day of the week that you have in mind?" Glen said probably a Saturday because we'd have lots of time. I explained that I had a thing to do Friday night and didn't know if I'd be available the coming Saturday but could definitely plan on the one following that. Glen said that was cool and gave me his phone number when we got to Bow Wow's along with 30 bucks. "I really enjoyed being with you Tracy and I hope we can do it again soon." I told him I'd call him. I did end up calling Glen but it was 3 weeks later. Friday night did not come anywhere close to ending up like it was planned.