Date: Wed, 10 Apr 2013 18:12:35 -0500 From: Scott Fricker Subject: The Summer of 72 Dear Readers, Please donate to Nifty to fund the over 200,000 erotic stories archived at the Nifty site for your reading pleasure. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html The Summer of 72 I sucked off Jim, my best friend's 14 yr old brother, when I was 16. Fuck, he was sweet and so horny. A little late bloomer who stood just around five feet tall and still had a hairless dick. I did him in a clubhouse built on stilts in their backyard. He had light brown hair that bordered on being blonde and green blue eyes and a complexion that tanned to a coppery brown in summer. His dick, however, still had that pastel paleness to its boyishly slender three and a half inches. A beautiful boyishly sized dick capped with a drum tight, bloated tip that buttressed out in the front before curving back towards a delicate, paper-cut like piss slit. I loved using my tongue on that part of him, using just the tip of it to tease that slit open and hearing him make muffled whimpers of pleasure as I did it. I was bent down on my knees with Jimmy kneeling in front of me. A red, white and blue Speedo he'd been wearing in the backyard pool they had, laying turned inside out on the clubhouse floor where he'd tossed them after agreeing to let me suck him off. My best friend was inside their house asleep when Jim and I snuck out for a clandestine midnight swim. Both of us having sensed we liked each other "that way", perhaps me more so than Jimmy. Little Jimmy...fuck I was sucking on that sweet boy peen of his like there was no tomorrow. My own Speedo tugged down under my balls as I jacked myself, moaning with his super twitchy boy cock in my mouth. Gliding my puckered lips up and down his shaft, pressing them into the rubbery firm denseness of his boner. I loved how he would alternately moan Yes and then No and then Yes...again and again. Soft somewhat painful sounding whimpers coming from him in between. Soon after my lips touched his penis his hands were gripping my shoulders and his hairless pubic bone began to pivot forward and pull back in uneven and spastic thrusts, bearing no discernible rhythym but seeming to happen involuntarily. With my mouth closed around his dick I breathed through my nose, taking in the delicious scent of his early pubescence. The smell of his crotch reminded me of the way an opened jar of peanut butter smelled. There was a hint of muskiness to it but otherwise his boy smell had a sweet nutty quality. Stroking my cock in one hand, with my other hand, I reached up and gently thumbed his puffy round nutsack, passing the edge of my thumb back and forth along the powdery smooth, slightly moist surface of it. His scrotal sac still had the symmetrical roundness of childhood but with the puffy bloat of dawning puberty. After about five minutes of sucking him, Jimmy's breathing began to take on an urgency to its rhythm and his muttered Nos and Yes's were silenced. Suddenly I felt his ballsack, about the size and shape of a small plum, tightening in the cradle of my palmed hand and heard him take in a sharp inhale. My tongue, ladled against the underside of his shaft felt a spasm trembling the length of it and then heard Jimmy yelp, "Stop! I can't hold it!" in a panicky voice as four rapid bursts of very warm semen splashed across the surface of my tongue. I really had doubted he would be "wet", given his hairless state, and was surprised by the force and by the amount of his ejaculation. Afterwards, as it turns out, so was he, as Jimmy confessed in apology to me for spurting in my mouth that he hadn't known that would be happening. While Jimmy squirted his very first load into my mouth I raised up off my haunches slightly, fucking my fist frantically as I squirt my more mature 16yo old load of spunk onto the clubhouse floor. At one point my mouth became disengaged from Jim's orgasming dick and watched as a fifth squirt volleyed into the air and landed on the center of his hairless pubic mound. The cum was as clear as rain water and appeared just as thin as it quickly dripped down onto his tightly held balls, still rising and falling in contractions within his silky pink hairless boy purse. As I grunted from my own cum, Jimmy whimpered softly above me, "I spermed....I spermed...I spermed..." The tone of amazement in his voice telling me without needing to ask him that the honey sweet discharge in my mouth was his first ejaculation. Afterwards, as we both panted softly, our hearts still racing in our chests, the clubhouse silent, Jimmy leaned back and sat on his butt while he retrieved his Speedo, slowly tugging the skimpy garment up his skinny hairless boy legs. I watched as he pulled the small suit in place, covering his still hard boy cock, watching it making turgid outward lilts inside the snug spandex of the suit. I tugged up the front of my own Speedo where I'd tugged it down to jack myself off and it made a snap against my skin. The air in the clubhouse was now a mixture of Jimmy's apple sweet smelling spermless boy semen and my chlorine smelling 16 yr old cum. Jimmy smiled with a somewhat guilty looking smirk on his face and said softly, "Thanks. That felt nice. I...I'm sorry. I didn't mean to...well, I mean...I didn't know that...I...well, that I'd...sperm like that." I loved how he used the word "sperm" as a verb in place of the more commonly used "cum" and thought his embarrassment in admitting to his naivette made him appear so cute. I told him it was okay, and that I didn't mind it, and that it actually tasted nice, which it did. In typical boyish fashion he asked me to not tell anyone what we had done, and I asked him to do the same. I was to give Jimmy two more blow jobs that summer. Another one in the clubhouse, and the last one with him sitting on the edge of the pool. The last time I sucked him off I noticed that a few hairs had begun to sprout on his otherwise hairless pubis. They were soft and laid flat against his skin and couldn't have numbered more than twenty or so. I'll always remember Jimmy and still jack off about him to this day.