Date: Wed, 28 Feb 2024 15:54:15 -0500 From: Gabe Daniels81 Subject: Experimented with Another Boy - Chapter 4 The following takes place between May and August 1996 and is 100% true. There was a lot going on after my last hookup with Sean at Jack's house. The end of school with exams and getting my shit together to leave for the summer. It didn't leave a lot of time for me and Sean to get together and have fun. As it got closer for me to leave for the summer, Sean let me know he wasn't going to go away with me. It came out of no where or so I thought. I wasn't sure if I really believed he would end up going with me, my mom never thought there was a chance (she only knew we were friends, not friends with benefits) but he decided to stay home because he got a girlfriend. A one two punch. I knew his girlfriend. We all grew up together and were friends but it seemed as quick as my fun started with Sean was as quick as it would end. I focused on my summer and meeting new people and trying new things. Since this was the 90's we didn't have iPhones. No cell phones at all. Occasionally, while away, I would get to a payphone and call home and check in with my parents and family. I could call my parents collect but was unable to call Sean until I got ahold of a calling card. Remember those days? You call the number on the back of the card and enter your code, then call the person and it charges against the money on the card. I called Sean once to check in during the summer. He filled me on his girlfriend and what was going on with our friends. Sticking with our practice, we never discussed anything between us and he didn't tell me about what he was doing with his girlfriend. It was totally unspoken between us. Almost as if it never happened. Eventually it was time to go home. I couldn't wait to get home. While I had a great summer, I turned 15, I was looking forward to my sophomore year and was definitely ready to suck Sean's dick. I didn't hook up with anyone all summer long. Not because I was loyal to Sean, he clearly didn't care to stay loyal to me, but because there wasn't anyone good to hook up with. I wanted to do more with guys than girls but it was the 90s. You had to be careful and I was not confident or secure enough to make a move on anyone. It was actually a bit of a rough summer looking back because I never really had alone time. The showers were individual stalls with flimsy curtains. Boys being boys, they'd fling them open while you were showering to see if they could catch you in the act or make fun of you for having a small dick or no pubes. I never wanted to be the kid caught, dick in hand, jacking off while everyone was laughing and telling everyone. So I'd take as fast of a shower as I could and wrap myself in a towel. Plus, I am definitely a grower more than a shower and while I had pubes, most of the guys had more bush than me. Since I have a summer birthday I am younger than most in my grade/age group. I did my best to catch a glance at guys in the bathroom. Some of the more developed guys loved to show off and would walk around naked. Lots of opportunities to bank mental pictures, just not a lot of time for the release. I found myself comparing all the different dicks to Sean wondering if they all tasted the same or had that little knot under their pee slit. Back at home, it was time for my welcome back sleepover at Sean's. I wasn't sure what would happen because he was still dating his girlfriend. For all I knew they fucked over the summer and he wasn't going to want to touch me or me him again. It was a Saturday night and his parents went out. He had younger siblings who were being watched by a babysitter. After dinner we played video games and talked about our summers. It was a bit odd, almost as if we were friends who reconnected after years apart. He didn't really talk much about his girlfriend and I didn't bring up anything about my lack of dick during the summer. Sean always initiated our hookups and only when it was time for bed. Around 10:00 he asked me to follow him. We got up from the basement and went into the kitchen where he grabbed a chocolate pudding. I followed him back downstairs to the guest room. He only grabbed one pudding. For those of you that don't know, a pudding is like 3 or 4 spoonfuls. I didn't understand why we would share one when there was a new 6 pack in the fridge. Once we got back into the basement bedroom and he closed the door, he told me to pull down my pants. I stood there a minute and figured what the hell. Why not just go with it. So I got naked and started getting hard. Without thinking I started jacking off in front of him while he stood there fully clothed. He came over to me, got down on his knees and stuck my dick in the chocolate pudding. It was freezing and felt weird. I kind of jumped backwards and he grabbed my legs and stopped me. He looked up at me with a smirk and said he was going to suck the pudding off me. Without skipping a beat he devoured my dick. Licking and sucking every drop of pudding off my dick. Then he stuck my dick back in the pudding and covered it up again. I don't know if it was the pudding or he missed me but he gave good head that night. He never got naked. Never pulled out his dick. Just sat on his knees covering my dick in chocolate pudding and sucking it off. Once the pudding was gone he told me to get dressed, we needed to get me cleaned up. Hard as a rock and sticky from the pudding, I put my clothes back on and followed him out of the room. We went up to the first floor and then the second floor. His room was on the second floor but we walked past it and straight into his parent's room. I had been in there before but wasn't sure what he was planning. Since his siblings were with the babysitter he knew no one would go near his parent's room. I followed him into their bathroom where they had a massive shower with multiple shower heads. He closed the door and told me to get naked. I followed his instructions. As I took of my clothes off he got undressed. My hard on had somewhat subsided but he was at full attention. He turned on the water and then came over to me. At that point I was fully hard. He put our dicks together, wrapped his hands around both our dicks and gave a few pumps. It felt so good to have our dicks connected that way. I wanted to know what it felt like so I pushed his hand off to grab them both. My dick kind of sticky from the pudding and his oozing precum. In that minute, I didn't care that I was the other woman. I didn't know if he was with his girlfriend or not. Thats on him, not me. I was friends with her and felt bad, but rubbing our dicks together felt much better than worrying about how she would feel if she knew he was cheating on her. Selfish and wrong, but a dick is a dick. It had been a few months and I wanted him in my mouth. Clearly he felt the same and had been plotting my return since the day I left. At that point the shower had steamed up and it was time for the next phase. He grabbed my hand and we walked into the shower. We both stepped under the water and got ourselves wet, adjusting the temp to find the right setting. He got down on his knees, in his parent's shower, and went to work on my dick. Cleaning off the remaining pudding with his mouth and using the shower water. Just going at it like it was a popsicle that would never melt. It had already been awhile between the bj in the basement and this new phase and I wanted to taste him. I grabbed his hand and took it off my dick. He looked up and asked if I was about to finish. I told him I wasn't ready but I really wanted to suck his dick for awhile. He sat back and let me go to work. His dick was back at home. I gave him a good dick sucking for like 45 seconds and he pulled out of my mouth. He was so worked up from giving me head he was ready to finish. He told me he wanted to try something different. I can't stress enough how different this hookup was. We never spoke. We never discussed technique. We never talked about trying anything different. We didn't talk about what we were doing. We gave each other head, busted a nut and went to sleep like it never happened. Sean lays down on the floor of the shower and tells me to straddle him. I was not going to let him fuck me but did as he asked. He grabbed some soap and lathered his stomach and chest. Once he was done he told me to titty fuck him. Sean didn't really have any titties. He was a little thicker than me but we were both skinny. I figured what the hell and started rubbing my throbbing dick all over his chest. He pushed his titties together to make it a little more realistic, creating a hot dog bun to my hot dog. He then slid my body down a little lower. Then a little lower. I started to get nervous bc it seemed like the next thing I would feel is his dick inside me. I was not ready to be fucked. To be honest, I had 0 interest in anything ass related. I didn't want to look at an ass and I certainly didn't want to go near anyone's hole. He kept sliding me lower until he stopped me. While sliding me lower and lower I continued to titty fuck him. It was then I felt it. The head of his dick hitting my asshole each time I slid down while titty fucking him. He never pulled me lower and I didn't grab his dick and put it inside me. I think he would have gladly fucked me if I would've made a move but I wasn't interested and he knew not to push it. I titty fucked him a few times letting him feel his head hit my hole, never making it inside, and then got off and went back down on him. I sucked him off a little longer before he pulled out of me and went back to work on my dick. Sean always wanted me to finish first and he could go so quickly. It didn't take long beforeI was really cumming. More than I ever came before. I've mentioned before I am not a huge cummer and I tend to dribble, not shoot. That night I shot. When I was done Sean quickly turned around and busted a nut all of his parents shower. Once again not letting me watch his climax. When we were done we got out of the shower, put on our clothes and went to his room to go to bed. Totally spent. Normally I would sleep in bed with him but he told me to sleep on the floor. I grabbed a blanket and pillow and set up right next to his side of the bed. We sat in darkness and silence, both trying to fall asleep but unable to with all the excitement of what just happened. We both really enjoyed our friends with benefits relationship. After awhile I got hard again thinking all about what we just did. I was 15. So for the first time I asked him if he wanted to go again. This was the first time I initiated anything with Sean. I was disappointed because he told me no and it was time to go to bed. He no longer acted weird but every time he released its almost like he regretted what we did. Something inside told him it was wrong. With nothing left for me to do, I pulled back my blanket, took off my pants and went to work on my own dick. Eyes closed, pumping up and down, re-living what just happened. I could taste Sean's dick in my mouth while I jacked my dick. Next thing I know I feel Sean's hand push my hand off my dick and he wraps his hand around my dick. I opened my eyes and gave him a questioning look. He told me he didn't want to go again but he'd be happy to watch me. I guess after watching a little he decided he wanted to feel me in his hands again. He jacked me off for a little and then stopped, giving me the nod to take over. Just before I nut for the second time in an hour he commented on how different our techniques were. Using my dick he gripped it again and showed me how he jacked off, which wasn't that different than how I jacked off. I think we had different sensitivity spots and obviously wanted to focus on the part that felt the best. I'm a 2 hander and jack off using 1 hand keeping it close to the top, right under my head. I don't slide up and down. Sean is a 1 or maybe 1.5 hander and likes to grip his dick more and slide it up and down. He let go and I quickly finished, catching his eye glued to my dick as my cum spewed out. He passed me a tissue and I cleaned up. By the time I was cleaned up he rolled over in his bed facing away from me and fell asleep. I closed my eyes and went to bed thinking how great sophomore year was going to be. I didn't know if Sean had a girlfriend or not but I knew he couldn't escape my dick. He seemed to be enjoying it more than me, which was hard to believe. There was something in his eye when I watched him as I came that said he wasn't finished with my dick yet. He was hooked. When I woke up we had breakfast and Sean broke the news. He was leaving town and wouldn't be going to the same school for sophomore year. Dreams shattered in an instant. He wanted our last night to be special because he knew it wouldn't happen again. Chapter 5 will deal with what happened next. As always, I appreciate the support and continued emails and feedback from readers. I've enjoyed getting to know you and look forward to the next round of comments.