Date: Sat, 17 Feb 2024 13:17:19 +0000
From: Paul Biffin
Subject: Camping with my friends 2, Alan and me
A few days after the camping trip, we all met in a local park. We chatted
and giggled about what we did. None of us knew the word homosexual, gay
meant something bright and frivolous. It was a very hetero normative
world. The only `camp' men we had seen were some of the characters in
the Carry On films. We knew it was fun, and we'd like to repeat it
sometime. Alan, the most timid in the gang whispered, asking if I'd like
to come round later and keep him company, as his parents were going to
the cinema. I said it shouldn't be a problem
When I arrived home, I checked with Mum, who thought it was a good idea.
At 7.00 I rocked up at Alan's, just in time to say good-bye to his
parents. They told us to behave ourselves and not make a mess. We sat on
the settee, watching some game show. Alan slipped his arm round my waist,
sending a shiver up my spine. I turned to him, but before I could say
anything, he kissed me on the lips. It made my penis move in my Y fronts.
I went to turn back to the TV, but Alan put a hand behind my head and
kissed me more passionately. I couldn't help but respond, my mouth
opened and his tongue wormed it's way inside. I had to adjust my jeans,
as it was becoming uncomfortable. Alan asked me to come to his bedroom,
held my hand and led the way. His room was typical for a teenager, a few
posters, single bed, with clothes and clutter everywhere. He mumbled an
apology for the state, then asked me to take my shoes off and lie on the
bed. He climbed on top of me and we kissed a lot more. It just seemed
natural. It became hot, so our tops came off. As we kissed some more, I
could feel our hard cocks hitting eachother. Alan slid down and loosened
my jeans, then got off the bed and pulled my jeans right off. My penis
was hard, rubbing on the waistband of my underwear. Alan stood up and
undressed, revealing a fairly small, but very hard dick. He lay back down
on me, we kissed some more then he knelt up, straddling me. Then bent
over, kissing my nipples and chest. He slid further down and pulled my Y
fronts off. Straddling me again, he held my cock and pushed it against
his bottom, I guessed he wanted me to go inside him, but I didn't think
it would fit. He said wait a minute and popped into his parents bedroom,
coming back with his Mum's hand cream. He bent over and kissed my cock,
making it harder, then swallowed most of it. I nearly came. He then
smeared my willy with the cream and wiped some up his bottom. Straddling
me again, he held my dick and pushed down. It entered him past his
sphincter. He let out a painful yelp and lifted himself off again. He put
more hand cream on and seemed to be poking a finger into himself. He held
my dick again, pushed down, this time it slid all the way in, He smiled,
leaned forward and we kissed. My cock felt amazing inside him. He began
riding me up and down as if he was on a horse. I sort of responded,
pumping up into him, trying to get my timing right. He was wanking his
little willy, size obviously counts for nothing as several jets of cum
hit me in the face and chest. His cumming made his sphincter tighten,
making me shoot inside him, He leaned over and said thank-you, kissed me
and eased off me. He found a shirt in his dirty washing basket and
cleaned me up. We dressed and tidied ourselves, he popped the hand cream
back and we went back to the TV. A film had started, so we sat, holding
hands, watching it. We heard the key in the lock, so Alan quickly sat in
an armchair, looking angelic. We made some small talk with his Mum and
Dad, before I said I must be going, telling Alan I'd see him in the park
tomorrow morning. As I left he blew me a kiss.