Date: Sat, 5 Aug 2023 20:40:01 +0000 (UTC)
From: Terry Green <terrygreen822@aol.com>
Subject: High School Pal Paul

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It was surreal turning 18, as so many of my senior classmates already
had. Sadly I missed the presidential and local elections. It would be a
couple years until I could vote. Now an adult, yet still a high schooler.
The month of May roared in with the humidity, and I was looking forward
to attending University of Alabama in a few months. My parents had met
and graduated from there, and my older sister was about to as well. We
were a "Roll Tide" family, to say the least. Huntsville was steaming,
and while a lot of this was meteorology related, I had accepted my
sexuality after years of torment.

You're probably thinking, "what do you expect in the Bible Belt?"
Huntsville is quite progressive, as it's 1955 while the rest of the
state is 1858 or so. All jokes aside I was a lucky young man. Mom knew I
was always gay, and when I came out to my dad, her promise to me was
correct. No disappointment and he simply said "I love you son." Sadly
many aren't in such healthy circumstances, whether Alabama, another
state, or around the world. Even though it's not easy being gay count
your blessings. I knew from a young age I was into guys. My first and
only sexual liaison had been a tepid one, as a fellow Boy Scout and I
rubbed our shafts through each other's underwear. Afterwards Scott and I
masturbated. This was fun but I dreamed of more.

As a tall slender guy I was a track runner. It was so enjoyable running
sub five minute miles, and I was thrilled to be third in the state. A
shame only a matter of two seconds. That's simply the way running events
are. It's all heart and a lot of mental tenacity, although to be fair my
parents both did this in college. Roll Tide! One of my favorite
competitors on our team was Paul. Tall and lanky also, he was 6'3 and
maybe 170 pounds after eating pizzas all day. Him and I were close
friends, as prior to the season he moved from Cali. As you probably
surmised, his folks transferred here to work for NASA. Rocket scientists,
no joke for once.

Since his arrival we clicked, often timing each other, and being
exceptionally close teammates. This led to us spending times at the mall,
driving the backwoods areas relatively close to the city, and we really
did connect. Usually he would pick me up on Friday nights in his blue
Mustang, and it was hard for me, as below my tight jeans my shaved cock
desired from him from what I had seen on the net. I was constantly
watching gay porn, and also had learned how to make my groin smooth,
which didn't help the libido calm down. Being so young I often jerked
off four or five times a day, and my stern consternation along with the
frustration were palpable.

Often on school nights, I finish my homework, and get off with mind
blowing orgasms as young twinks went at it. Also I got various vegetables
in condoms, along with fingering myself. This felt so dirty and good at
the same time. My curiosity was always in effect, and one night with a
cucumber, lube, and porn on the laptop I had a full body orgasm
experience. It was as if a bomb of energy shook me all over, as inside
and out I came all over the place. Like a river out of control, I had to
throw away that towel as nothing would have cleaned that out. That night
I slept so good, yet with morning wood I was off to stroking and thinking
of a hard cock in my wet lips. I so wanted to kiss a guy, who would have
his way with me, and finally officially pop my cherry. Yes I had bled a
little, but it was time to from a man being inside me intimately.

This Friday night we went to Huntsville mall. Damn he looked so handsome
with his platinum blonde hair, and greenish blue eyes that resembled calm
seas I wanted to be swimming in. Also his red lips were quite prominent,
and I so longed for him to kiss me passionately. Trying to behave we went
to a Dave and Busters to play video games. He was great at the retro
games, while my bailiwick was the claw machine. Tonight I won a stuffed
animal that was blue in color. Not knowing what to do, I gave it to a
little girl. Her parents were delighted, and Paul said "nice move
Terry."

On the ride home, we cranked the music down for once. Those ponies in the
engine were cranking, and Paul let me know "his parents were out of town
all weekend." Would I drink and smoke weed? Absolutely. Back after just
a couple of minutes, all of a sudden blue lights and loud sirens showed
up out of the nothingness. Paul's sweat was beading on his forehead.
Time seemed still and I wondered how much trouble we were in. Yet both of
us laughed as one police car, and then another flew by us at higher
speeds than we were going. With our adrenaline up, getting to his house
was satisfactory. I looked forward to some boozing and weed, as it had
been considerable time since enjoying these substances.

His parents had a huge house. Apparently they were in Texas for some NASA
function. Paul made us joints in his bedroom. Both of us were in shorts
and t shirts, as the heat was truly the devils delight. Lighting up our
blunts, both of us breathed in the THC. This was smoother than I had
before, and Paul's smile was so damn sexy. As the grass chilled me out,
I couldn't help despite the mellow, thinking of how I would seduce him.
I needed him now. As we sat on the back deck chairs next to each other,
looking at the city lights, his eyes were checking me out. With the booze
added, this surprised me more, as I always wondered if he might swing
this way. Yet to not ruin a friendship, I had to tread carefully, as now
being who knows under the influence if my interpretations were correct or
otherwise.

That 420 time was pleasant, and now he brought out the vodka and Kool
Aid. Strawberry would be great for this. It was high test, so Paul told
me to "gently sip it." I followed his advice, and soon was in another
dimension, a altered state of consciousness that was fun. Smiling and
laughing. We were really happy, and it was if all of the city noises and
sights faded to black. It was surreal and I didn't realize it, as
somehow I had taken my clothes off. They were by my chair, and as I stood
nude and vulnerable, I saw Paul stripping off his outfit as well. The
heat of the night gained traction on the not so illuminated deck, as his
lips touched mine, and I knew no seductive measures would be needed. This
happened so fast and I wouldn't resist this.

Even in the dark I felt him against me and gasped. He felt warm to the
touch, and his gigantic cock leaned into my legs, indicating that this
was a night that wouldn't be forgotten. Already we had gone further than
my time in a tent, and out in the open it felt so good, that he touched
my arms and kissed me with his tongue. Soon mine joined him, as the dream
from countless videos was coming to fruition. Finally I had my male
lover, and our kisses were gaining intensity and traction. His strong
hands put my palms on his erect penis, and soon as I stroked him, he
moaned and touched my private parts. This was a feeling words cannot
describe properly. Such a rush of adrenaline, and we kissed with even
more purpose, as both of our bodies rubbed up against each other. Kissing
he pulled me into the house, and he brought me upstairs to his bedroom.
Climbing up two floors was fast, and with the lit up house, I now saw how
absolutely beautiful and big his lovely cock was. Such a good looking man
all over, and I touched his nipples, which he definitely got riled up
over.

At the same heights, we were tall and lean. Both of us weren't very
hairy, and stroking his manhood he definitely trimmed that area well. I
loved how his big penis and balls felt in my palms, and as I had his
undivided attention, I pushed him down on the bed. On my knees I licked
the sides of his shaft, and wow was my first taste of a man delicious.
His salty taste was desirable, and I licked his big balls for even more
of this. Sucking on them was a weak spot for him, which meant I'd pay
special attention here. Catatonic. He couldn't move at all and his eyes
were closed, and his breathing and moaning increased, as I was able to
get more of his sex organ into my soaking wet mouth. This was better than
all of my dreams. His smell was inviting, and I knew that the videos on
attraction coming from our scents was real. He seemed to be projecting a
sexual type of aroma, and I did all I could to take his hardness with my
saliva up and down his sex organ.

Here under the influence, or was this real, my fingers went through his
blonde pubes, as my lips made his penis and balls stand firm. I had him
exactly where I wanted. Under my spell. Doing what I had learned in
movies I hoped he was enjoying this, as I yearned for his hardness even
more. Yes this was worship and I baptized his cock with so much ambition
and intensity. I so desired him, and wanted to prove it this way. He
could do whatever he wanted to me. It was simple and I could hear a noise
from his cock, and the taste of his precum soon met my mouths buds to
further enjoy him even more. He was sweating and couldn't stop moaning,
but soon he surprised me with a absolutely passionate kiss. Pushing me
down on his bed, now I would receive oral sex for the first time also.

Darkness became light, illumination became black. Seeing Paul naked made
me anticipate, what was certainly inevitable. Quaking inside with
unfettered desire, he stroked my penis and balls saying "I love how
smooth you are." How could this not be heaven? This was such a beautiful
moment, and as he stroked me, I was fast losing who I was and loved it.
Toes and fingers curled as I left the runway of sexuality. I couldn't
breathe. Yet I could. Heart racing and a new high I now felt everywhere.
Slow motion. Reflexes non existent as he sucked on my hard cock. Watching
my dick disappear into his lips I lost it, yelling like a primal animal
in heat. Never had I thought. This was the best feeling ever. A new
chapter. Oh how I melted as his tongue went under my nuts, and so
thrilling as he dove into my crack. This was so mind blowing and I just
lost complete control. Whatever he wanted to do I would do happily. I was
all his and couldn't believe the sensation's of my erroneous zones
being lit up like never before.
As he took me deeper, he touched my nipples. Oh wow his long frame could
do this, and my back arched as this was a out of body experience. What a
eye opening moment as he showed my penis warmth and this rapture I
didn't know was possible. As I got lost more and more, i said it out
loud although thought it was something I had not uttered. "Do me Paul. I
want you. Take me." He smiled a mischievous grin, and with a glance, he
got up and got out of a drawer a tube of lube. Oh yes I was going to get
it finally. His erect penis was certainly ready, and although I was hard,
there was genuine fear that I didn't tell him about. I was past the
point of no return, and as he kissed me, he said in that masculine voice
"I'll be gentle." Howling with alarming joy, he nibbled my ear, and
pulled my legs up in the air. My feet were on his shoulders, and I was
anxious as he smiled at me, with his hard cock approaching me where the
sun didn't shine.

Closing my eyes I was scared. Yet I didn't want to lose him. There was
pressure. He was fingering me and touching my cock. This was different.
It didn't feel good but it wasn't bad either. Still I don't know how
to describe this as the first time. A man was penetrating me, and now I
knew without looking it was his cock slowly filling me up. Biting my lips
down I tasted blood, but let him take control of what we were doing. Soon
I pushed down to follow his commands, and this was a new feeling. I felt
full but also worried that I'd accidentally crap on him. Telling him
this he kissed me, and said "this is normal baby. Just relax and let
me."

How could I resist? He was in me and that large thick penis of his was
probing my insides. My pipe was full of him. It was a strange sensation.
This was all new to me. He touched my feet and I soon let out a whimper
of submission. I could feel the pulsating and how his manhood curved
while he pushed deep in my insides. This was starting to feel less
painful, and I liked the fact that he was inside me completely. I had
given up my ass to him, and yet I was now closer to him than ever before.
Touching his balls he soon moaned loudly, echoing off his room walls and
the bed creaking was a riveting noise. All of this was walking on the
moon, yet I wasn't alone, as his manly scent, face, and smile rotated
around me in that bed.

Yes right there I was his bitch. Even though he was doing the thrusting,
I purposefully moved to kiss him. There were a whole bunch of emotions.
Here I was getting violated but it was about time. I was getting what I
had dreamed of countless times. His hands on my legs felt incredible,
although I was still trying to comprehend the plugging of my insides and
what it meant. Degrading but a turn on. Looking in his eyes his
expressions were cherubic but also like a bad rooster. I gave into him as
I wanted to be with him.

My feelings were soon in the background, as his manly beat finally
crossed the crescendo. Paul exploded inside me, and I could feel his
presence all throughout my body as his sperm traveled up. Oh wow he
yelled and howled, and I soon knew that I was behind this. That night I
didn't cum, but rather felt his rolling out of my bottom. There was a
little kissing as we both fell asleep, and although I felt some
discomfort, I knew that our connection was going even further. My man had
showed up, and now my intention was to be his only.

To be continued.