Date: Thu, 16 Apr 2009 21:24:57 EDT
From: Cnjshore9@aol.com
Subject: Larry and Me

Hey guys, this is a story of sex between two high school guys..  if it's
not allowed where your are, you are offended by such things, or your are
just too young... please get out now.  Otherwise, this is a story for you
....  ...and .. yeah ... this is a fantasy... and any coincidental names,
places or whatever .. they are purely coincidental.  (right!)


Larry and Me


I'm really not sure how we became buddies.  I was the studious,
uncoordinated, nerd -- and he was the tall, thin, basketball star.  I was
5'9", maybe 140 pounds with dark brown hair, worn parted and combed up in
the front as was the style.  He was nearly 6' tall and almost red-haired,
with a really short buzz-cut - the target of half the girls in our class -
yet he was also a major competitor in my science and math classes!!  Both a
'sport' and an 'academic' ... how could you beat that??

Somehow we got together and became friends.  Maybe it was our love of
hunting (oh..  yeah... back there and then... boys were allowed to have
guns and go shoot things!!). I don't know.  We used to go out in the woods
and, sometimes, we'd bring home squirrel and/or rabbit for dinner.  Our
mothers never knew when the dinner menu might change - - but, if it saved a
roast beef or ham steak, they never argued!

Oh...and I should probably add... besides being an "uncoordinated nerd"
.. I was also "gay as goose" (an expression I learned many, many years
later).  But I was a damned good shot!!!..

At that time Larry and I were in 10th grade and both were about 15.
Unfortunately, I had figured it out a few years before that I was very much
into other guys' cocks.  However, I had managed somehow not to throw a
major boner in the showers after gym, while I just enjoyed the view around
me.  So, although, a lot of the jock ass-holes had started calling me
"queer" (the word then), they had no "proof" as yet.

The interesting part is that Larry and I never had the same gym class
... so I never saw his 'package' .... Until that day in the woods.

That day we had decided to "go exploring" and didn't have our shotguns with
us, so we were heading out into previously 'uncharted territory" (at least
for us).  The area where we lived had a lot of 'preserved forest' so we had
a lot of territory to roam through.

I guess we'd been traipsing for an hour or so when we ended up standing in
a nearly dry creek bed and Larry said, "I gotta piss."

"So?" I responded.  "Never saw anything stop you before."

"Yeah," he said, "but I'm not next to a tree."

That sounded a bit odd for a minute..then I thought back.  He'd taken quite
a few pit- stops when we were in the woods, but he was always
'conveniently' next to a tree and he would take his cock out and piss right
against the tree.

"Heck" I said.  "We're in a stream-bed...where better to add some water?"

"Yeah,....but..." he stammered.

" 'Yeah....but' ... what?" I asked.

Without any more hesitation I moved up alongside him, unzipped my fly,
pulled out my average-sized 3-4 inches of teen cock, and let loose with a
stream of smoking, yellow piss into the nearly stagnant water, which began
to actually run downstream!

"Unnggghhhh," he sort of muttered.  Then he unzipped his jeans and pulled
out his soft 5 inches of uncut cock.

My knees nearly buckled as I saw that cock!!!

As it came out, it had nearly a quarter inch of extra, nipple skin over the
end; but he pulled it back until just the tip of the head was exposed and
then he started to add a near flood to the little stream we were standing
in.

He didn't even notice that I was totally staring at that beautiful piece of
'natural' meat.  It seems he was more focused on looking at mine as it
started to rise and grow to it's full 6.5 cut, hard inches.

As he was apparently watching mine grow, I watched as he finished pissing
and his began to grow as well.

By the time we both became half-aware of what was going on, I was at full
mast showing my uncovered, grey-pink, mushroom head with the wide flare at
the base, while he was showing me a beautiful, soft, slick, bluish-tinted,
uncut, bullet-headed 7-inch cock that somehow I just wanted!!

The next thing I knew... we were both reaching across and stroking each
other's cock.  He looked at me and just smiled.

I looked down .. and then I looked back up at him - and I smiled.

"Damn!!  That's even better than I thought," he said.

"You thought?" I asked.

"Yeah.  I've been wanting you to do something for ... however," he added.

"Oh, yeah.... I'm the 'queer'," I said, as I let loose of his cock and
started to put mine back into my jeans.

"No!" he nearly shouted.  "I mean that I've wanted to feel another guy's
cock and have mine held.  It's not personal.  You're my buddy.  It's almost
normal that we should be the ones to do this."

Somehow his logic was nearly acceptable.  But I knew right then that he was
one of those "terminally straight" guys; however, I would be able to have
some fun with him for a while.

"Yeah.  I guess you're right," I answered.  "So, let's get down to
business."

"Yeah!" he responded.

With that we both unbuckled our belts, opened our jeans, and slid them down
mid-thigh.

Both reaching across, we grabbed each other's cocks and started to jerk
them,.

Turned out that he was a real "leaker"...and as I kept feeling more and
more of his pre- cum juicing my hand and his hooded cock head, I wanted
something more.

Truthfully, I wasn't an ass-hole virgin (maybe another story), and that's
what I decided I really wanted.  So, slowly I moved from beside him to in
front of him.  Then I carefully guided that juicy, pre-lubed cock into my
ass-crack.

Before he even had half an idea of what was to come, I had him against my
hungry hole and pushed my ass backward onto him.

As my ass lips surrounded and then marched down his cock, he leaned back
and just shouted, "Awwwwwwwww.... Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!!!!
Awwwwww... shittttt!"

I wasn't sure if it was his eyeballs or cock which would 'pop' first.

Then he reached and grabbed my hips and jammed his cock all the way home.
It might not have been the 'biggest' I'd ever taken, but it was the longest
and its thin width made it sooo much easier and ripe.

"Ohhhh, mannnnn!" he grunted.  "Ohhhhhhh fuckkkkkkk.... Nobody ever told me
it would be this good!!!"

"Ohhhh...yeah...  it's good..." I told him.  "Now just plow my ass like a
good farmboy."

"You like this?" he asked, nearly incredulously?"

"Yeah... I like!...  Now do it!!!  I commanded.

"Awwwww, fuckkkkkk.....  Awwwwwww...  Awwwwwww..  Awwwwwww...  Ohhhh,,,
m'god .. m'god ...  ooh oh oh oh ... oh OH OHH OOHHHHH!!"

Thank the lord nobody was nearby !!!  I damned near thought the top of his
head would go flying off into orbit.

That's when he reached up under my arms and grabbed my shoulders from the
front and pulled me down onto him as tightly as he could.  Thank goodness
he was a basketball player and not a weight lifter or wrestler, he might
have broken my shoulders, because he still nearly squeezed me down to half
my height!!!  But, DAMN!, he sure drove me down on that wonderful cock.

In my mind, I was watching that incredible cock as its head was going in
and out of its sheath inside me.  That was driving me crazy.  The sight,
picture, or imagination of the head being uncovered and then recovered has
always been a major turn-on to me.  Now, knowing that it was happening
inside my chute was sending me that much further up the chain of
excitement.

"Awwwwwwww, mannnnnnnnnn.....  Awwwwwwwww...mannnnnnnnn.....  I'm gonna
cummmmmm....  I'm gonna cummmmmmmmm" he was nearly shouting.

It'ssssssss cummmmin'........  it's cummmmmminnnnnnnn' he was screeching.

"Yeah, babe.....  let it cum... let it fill my ass with your hot juice!!!
C'mon, babe...  lemme feel your hot juice paint my guts!!!  Oh, yeah,
babe.... do me ... do me !"

Oh, yeah!!!  Oh, yeah!!!  Here it comes!!!  Oh, yeah!  Oh, yeah!!!
...Ohhhhh.....  Awwwwwwwwwwwwww... FUUUUUCKKKKKKKK!!!!!!"

...and that delightful paintbrush just whitewashed my insides like nobody
over 20 can do!!!

...and that was our first time together.  ...  I'm not going to turn this
into a series, but suffice it to say, we had more than a few more times
together until the end of high school, but he was never quite as vocal.

PS: We 'lost touch' after graduation .. he stayed near home and I went away
to college ..  but when we met some years later at a reunion - he all but
ran away when I came near.  I'm going back this year for another reunion.
I'm wondering if he'll run away, or if I'll get a chance to see it that
cock is as good as it was 'back then'. !!!???


Hey, guys...  hope you enjoyed this one...  if so .. you can 'prove' it two
ways.. first, of course it to write and tell me you did...but secondly, you
can send a few dollars to "Nifty" to keep this avenue of expression open..