Date: Fri, 29 Sep 2000 23:38:33 -0700 (PDT) From: James Truett Subject: Like Riding A Bicycle (t/t, t+/t, oral, young friends) Joe and I have been friends since we were six years old. We started experimenting with each others body when we turned eleven. We would climb under his house and do things. These were exciting times but we never spoke of the things we did in our secluded spot. It was our secret. I was the first to take Joe's cock into my mouth and suck him till he shot his load. This became our new passtime. I had Joe's cock in my mouth almost everyday until we turned twelve. I guess I started feeling what Joe and I did was wrong. I did not want to be labeled a queer. Joe kept trying to get me back onto the seat but I spent almost a year without playing around. Yet nightly I jerked off thinking about what we used to do. At fourteen, Joe and I remained friends but Joe was still a sex fiend. He wanted sex all the time. He told me he had sucked other guys cocks the past year. But he said they would not do anything back to him. I tried to get him to tell me who he had gone down on but he kept his secret. He just said they were in our class at Junior High School. It became an obsession with me watching the guys in our class. I watched them undress for PE and I watched them in the showers. I wondered who Joe had sucked off. At fourteen most of the guy's cocks were larger than Joe's had been when we were eleven and now they were covered with pubic hair. Almost every night I would jerk off thinking of one of my classmates cocks sliding into my mouth. Or I would spurt my come all over my stomach as I imagined Joe sucking off one of the large cocks I saw earlier at school. I guess my obsession to find out who Joe had gone down on caused me to send the wrong signal to Joe. After quizzing Joe for more than a week. He told me he would tell me Saturday at his house. I was more than ready to find out Joe's secret as I headed to his house Saturday morning. I was not ready for what I found when I rang his bell and he let me in. James, Gary and Stanley were sitting in his den. Joe spoke as I entered the den, "Mom and Dad have left for the weekend, and I asked James over this morning. He brought Gary and Stanley with him, umm, he and Gary are kinda the ones. I didn't think all three of them would be here, as I told James that you wanted to see me suck his cock, I guess I might have let it slip , or kinda told him that it was OK because you and I used to fool around." My knees felt week. Joe had told one of our classmates what he and I had done. It was a secret. Now he was giving blow jobs and telling them I had done it also. I thought I would be sick. I started toward the door when Gary spoke, "come back Clay, unless you want the whole class to know you're a faggot." Those words caused me to turn and face Gary as I yelled, "I'm not a fag, and I don't suck cocks." James then spoke, "That's not what Joe said, he said you sucked his cock every day for a year and that you always swallowed his juice, Didn't you Joe, umm, go ahead and tell him." Joe looked at me as he said, "I'm sorry, I thought you wanted to have some fun, you've been after me every day to tell you who I was doing, I just thought you wanted to , umm, but you didn't know how meet one of these guys." Stanley spoke to me, "Clay why don't you and I go into the kitchen as I think James and Gary want to feed their load to Joe. And since you don't suck cock any more, I think maybe we should leave them alone." I followed him through the kitchen door. I was confused as I wanted a way out of this whole thing. People in my class now knew what I used to do with Joe. I could not let that spread. I asked Stanley why he was here since Joe had not sucked him before. He smiled as he said, "shit I'm horney as hell, I want a blow job just like they do, but I'll wait my turn, unless, never mind." I never should have asked, but I did, "Unless What?" He looked at me as he started rubbing the front of his jeans, "Unless you want to see if you, uhh, can still take a load." I watched stunned as Stanley lowered his zipper. I stared at his seven inch cock spring upward as he removed his jockey shorts and stood before me completely naked. My eves were fixed on the drop glistening on the boy cock in front of me. I hardly heard Stanley say, "Come on you can do it, we won't tell anyone at school, I sure do need to shoot my load soon." "OK, you had your chance," Stanley said as he turned and walked into the den. I could hear laughing as he joined James and Gary. I still don't know why I just didn't leave that morning but my hormones and desire won out over caution. I followed Stanley into the den. I was a little shocked as I entered the room. Joe, James and Gary were all naked like Stanley. Joe was kneeling in front of the couch where James was sitting. Joe had James cock in his mouth and as he move his head downward his nose was carried in the black pubic hairs. He was taking the whole cock in his mouth and throat. It was something to see. James was moaning, "Yea, suck, man that feels great, I'm almost there." I was not aware that Stanley had my arm and was moving me toward the couch. I was being pushed downward toward the floor. I became aware of Joe right next to me sucking James. I was kneeling between Stanley's legs staring at his hard cock. I was opening my mouth and lowering my head. All resolve was gone and I wanted to suck him. I wanted to feel his cock in my mouth as I was ready for his cum. After just a few minutes of his cock sliding into my mouth Stanley said, "Shit I'm gonna shoot." He pushed me all they way down on his cock as the first shot hit the back of my throat. I swallowed all Stanley had to offer as he pulled his softening cock from my mouth with a plop. As he stood up, Gary took his place on the couch. I now had the six inches of Gary's cock pumping into my mouth. I wanted to take his load. I wanted more cum. I glanced over at Joe as he was still kneeling between James's legs but he was no longer giving him head. He had cum on his chin as he and James watched me do Gary's hard bone but I didn't care. I was ready for another load. Before I left that Saturday, I took loads from James, Joe, Gary and Stanley. I guess sucking cock is like riding a bicycle. You don't forget how.