From: interius@aol.com (Interius)
Subject: My Summer (m/m)
Date: 27 Jan 1997 22:01:51 GMT

This story is true, it develops slowly.  This is my first attempt at a
posting.  This story takes place over a two and half year period.  If this
sucks, I'm sorry.  This is for ADULTS ONLY!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
If you are under 18 or live in some hellish place where stuff lke this if
illegal DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER!!!!!!!  I orginally wrote and posted this
way back in July, so some of you may have already seen this.  I hope that
you'll like it none-the-less.  Remember this whole story happened to me,
and this is how I remember it happening. Enjoy!!!!  (Comments welcomed.
Flames will be ignored.)

  
					My Summer	
Part One 

	Well, it started one summer morning in late July. I was used to
getting up around two in the afternoon.  I liked to stay up until about
four in the morning, but that was all about to change.
	I was awakened by the door bell, I looked at the clock and it was
10:30 in the morning.  I almost didn't even answer the door, but I'm glad
that I did.  When I opened the door I was greeted by my friend, Gregg.  At
the time, I was 14.  I had brown hair, I was about 135 pounds, 5'7 or so,
and Gregg was 12, he had dark blond hair and beautiful blue eyes.  Gregg
and I were friends at that point, but not real close, so I was a little
suprised to see him standing at my door.  I let him in and we talked for a
couple minutes. He finally brought up the idea that we sneak over to my
neighbor's house and get one of the guy's porno tapes(the neighbors were
out of town visiting family in New York, and we were both friends with the
kids).  We walked across the street and into their yard.  I asked him what
he planned to do, and he said that he was going to go over the fence and
enter the house through the back door.  Once inside he would unlock the
garage door and let me in.
	Once we were inside the garage, we started to look for the tape, we
knew about where it was, so we didn't have to look too long.  We found it
and quickly made our way back to my house.
	Once we were back at my house I took a shower and got a bite to
eat.  When I went into the den, Gregg was already watching the tape.  It
was really hot, I had only seen bits and pieces of the tape before, but we
must've watched that tape 15 times while we had it.
	We had been watching it for a while and I was ready to relieve some
of my tension, so was Gregg.  He looked at me and asked, "Do you have any
baby oil?" I just looked at him for a second, I wasn't quite sure as to
what I should say.  I had never jerked off with anyone before, I didn't
even know if I wanted to.  Finally I said, "yeah, I've got some."  I went
to go get it out of the bathroom.  When I returned I gave it to Gregg.  He
took it and asked if he could use my room to jerk off in.  I told him to go
ahead, nobody was home.  I was relieved that he didn't want to do it
together.
	I thought that maybe that was a one day thing, but the very next
morning the doorbell rang.  I got up and aswered the door, it was Gregg.
The second day went pretty much like to first day.  It was either on the
third or fourth day when we finally started jerking off together.  He was
really careful as to not let me see his cock. I could undstand that, I had
just started to develop when I was twelve.  He sat on the floor and jerked
off under a blanket while I did it on the sofa.
	This became the norm for a couple of days, until we became bored
with the porno.
 He still came over every day, but now we watched normal movies.  We both
laid on the couch under the same blanket.  We were watching a movie, when
all of the sudden I felt his bare foot on my crotch.  I looked at him and
he just looked right back at me, so I put my foot in his crotch.  I sorta
massaged his feet and toes, while he did the same to me.  Every time we
watched a movie we would do this.
	I believe that it was the day after the "foot in the crotch"
inccident that we were in my room watching t.v., we were lying on my bed in
the same position as we were on the couch.  He started to slid on his back
towards me, his foot was moving up my torso, when it finally stopped on my
face.  He said, "Suck my toes."  I was all for it, but I put my foot on his
chest and said, "Suck mine first."  He did, so I went to town sucking on
his big toe.  I loved to taste his feet and toes.
	After we had given each other's feet a tongue bath he got ready to
go home.  We were sitting on the foot of the bed, when he put his hand on
my crotch.  It was the first time anyone had touched me like that.  It felt
great.  He massaged my crotch for a few seconds then he got on top of me.
My hand slid down to his crotch, and I felt his cock for the first time.
	Like clock work, he came over the next day.  Instead of using our
feet to feel each other up, we started using our hands.  I explored every
inch of his body, as he did to mine.  Every now and then he would get on
top of me and we would pretend like we were fucking.  Then it happened.  He
slid down so that his face was even with my crotch.  He buried his face in
it!  He didn't use his mouth for anything, he just put his face down there.
A couple hours later, we were sitting on the bed, I was feeling him up
through his shorts, when he said, "Suck me."  I asked him, "What do I get?"
He smiled and said, "the same thing."  Unfortunately he didn't want to suck
my bare dick, so he said that I could suck his through his boxers.  As I
started, the doorbell rang.  We got straightened up pretty fast and we
aswered the door.  It was a couple of friends who dropped by at the wrong
time.  They finally left about a half hour later.  Well, by this time we
were pretty much out of the mood.
	It only took a couple of minutes to get Gregg ready to go again.  I
started to suck him through his shorts, but he stopped me to unzip his
shorts.  So, I started in again, but I didn't want boxers to be in the way
so I said, "If you're going to do this to me, I don't want to worry about
my boxers, so..."  He took the hint and he took his dick out of his boxers.
It was about 5 inches, pretty thick too.  I remember when I first took it
in my mouth.  I couldn't believe how soft(he was hard) and smooth it was.
He started to breath heavier and I started to work it faster.  Then I
stopped and told him to get on top of me.  He did and in the process, he
took his shorts off!  I continued my endeavour, then I told him to start
69ing me.  He turned around and took my tool out of my shorts and licked
it.  I could have cum right then.  He started to suck as did I.  It felt so
great.  After about ten minutes he stopped.  He said, "don't you think this
is a little sick?"  I didn't, but of course I said that I did.  So, that
was our last encouter, that summer


Part Two

	The next summer I saw alot more of Gregg.  We had stopped our
little games from the previous year, much to my dislike.  We still fooled
around on occasion, though.  One day we were lying in my bed watching
t.v. when out of nowhere he jumped on top of me!  He put grabbed my crotch,
it hurt when he did it!  He stuck his bare foot in my face and told me to
lick his toes.  I fought him(I didn't want to hurt him, because he had been
in a car accident a few days before, and he was a little sore.)but he kept
on increasing the pressure on my balls.  So, I stuck my tongue out and he
ran his feet over my tongue and stuck a couple of his toes in my mouth.  I
didn't mind, I could have done it for a lot longer than he did it for, but
anyway I acted upset.  He laughed at me and asked my how it tasted.
	A week or so later he came over after swimming at my neighbor's
house(yes, the same ones).  He was only wearing his wet trunks and a towel.
I think that he came over with one thing in mind.  He laid down on my bed,
lying across it.  He took my VCR remote and was throwing it up in the air
and letting it fall on the floor, then he'd pick it up and do it again and
again.  Finally I said, "give me the fuckin' remote."  He looked back at me
and said, "Give me a blow job."  I just looked at him.  A year ago we were
having fun with each other and now he was telling me to give him a blow
job.  I told him no, and that I was serious about the remote.  He said,
"I'm serious too, give me a blow job.  No blow job, no remote!"  With that,
he stuck the remote down his trunks.  I went after it and then he pulled
his dick out.  And once again repeated his command.  After 5 or so minutes
I gave in, after all that was all I could think about for a year.  I
started to suck him and he placed his hand on the back of my head, and he
told me to use more tongue.  It only took him about 10 minutes to get off.
When he did get off he handed me the remote and said, "Thanks, faggot."
Well, you can bet I was taken aback.
	In the weeks that followed I sort of became his suck-slave.  Every
time he came over he would get a blow job.  He never once came in my mouth
though.  I told him not to hold it back, that he was missing the best part
of the orgasm.  Anyway he never came in my mouth.
	One night, my second favorite memory of him, he wanted to spend the
night.  I had to okay it with my mom.  Before I left my room to ask my
mom's permission he said, "If she says no, you have to lick my feet."  I
said okay, knowing if she said yes I would be doing something oral that
night anyway, but I loved his feet, so it was no big deal.  My mom said no,
so I went back to my room and sat down on the futon.  I told him the "bad"
news and he said "well?"  He put his right foot on my shoulder while I
massaged his left foot.  After a couple minutes I was licking his feet.
And to my delight he had taken his cock out of his shorts.  When I was
finished he smiled and said, "damn that tickles."  He started to jerk off,
but I stopped him.  I told him that I felt bad for him not being able to
stay and that I would suck him off.  He lasted forever it seemed.
	Soon after that night I was at my high school's Friday night
football game, and I saw him there.  I was talking to him, when he told me
that he was moving back to New York in a week.  I didn't know what to say.
	Gregg left a week after that.  I was sad to have my best friend
leave.  He called once in November.  That was the last I heard of him until
August of the next summer.
	I had just returned home, and as I was walking toward the steps, I
saw Gregg.  We said our hellos.  He had really changed, he had a had
bleached his hair and he was a total alternative punk now.  It didn't
matter, it was Gregg!  His visit was uneventfull until one day near the end
of his visit.  We were watching Dolemite on tape when he took his dick out
and called my attention to it.  I immediately swallowed his cock which had
grown a good inch, it had also gotten much thicker.  I sucked, and jerked
him off for about and hour, when he finally came in my mouth.  It shocked
me at first, but I swallowed every last drop!  When I was finished he
looked at me very solomenly and said, "If I ever ask you to suck me again,
tell me no."


I hope I didn't bore you with this too bad.  This whole story happened to
me.  I just saw Gregg this past week, nothing happened.

Nick Orginally Posted July 8, 1996

Yasmeen Ghauri