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Before we start on this next adventure I must tell you what happened at the end of "Sister Liz." That's an earlier story I've posted.
Hearing the garage door open Liz bounded out of bed and ran to collect the clothes we had strewn across the floors of two rooms. She threw the pile at me and told me to get dressed and go out the window. Luckily her house was a low single story house built on a slab.
She ran naked to the kitchen where the garage door was and I dressed and went out the window. It was lucky that I had parked a few doors away on the street and not in their driveway. Remember that guys, don't park where you can't make a quick getaway. The next day she told me she threw herself at her husband and just about raped him on the sofa. That covered up our smells and whatever was left of dried juices. He was so surprised and delighted to be greeted in such a fashion he didn't suspect a thing. Liz said she had never been fucked so much in such a short time was ready to do it all again next week after she rested.
We met several times in the next month then another close call cooled us down and we decided to wait for a while and find a better way to meet. We waited a month, then it was another month, and then it was never. If her sister, my wife with her killer looks, could fuck like she did, I wouldn't be looking for it elsewhere.
Now, to New and Blew
I was 13 years old and not yet in high school. A neighbor who was four or five years older than my buddies and me would play our silly kid games with us now and then. We would try and beat him up, just friendly like, and he would fight us off and throw us around like rag dolls. He lived closer to me than the other kids and I would try and take him down on my own. Once in a while I might come close, I think he let me, and I would feel pretty big about it. We did this in backyards, front yards, and the small city park about a block away. This was the same park that I had played in all my life and I knew every nook and cranny where a couple of kids could hide. There were a lot of trees, little hillocks, even a dry ditch that meandered through it. I had noticed that when he was wrestling with me he would press his body against me and I could feel his hard cock. He didn't do the hump like my dog did, but he sure as hell would press it against my butt when he wrestled me down. I didn't think anything about it and didn't have that problem myself, being very intent on trying to take him down and maim him for life. After all he was older and bigger than me. Once when we were wrestling in the park, out of sight of all the neighbors, I felt him pressing it against me and humping me like a dog. That was a little different for a change. I reached down and pushed back on his hard cock through his jeans and he quickly unzipped, took it out, and put my hand on it. I looked at it and thought it was the biggest most beautiful thing in the world. I had never seen any other hard cock before, but it was certainly bigger than my hard cock. He told me to take mine out, I did, and he held it, and it got hard. He asked me if I jacked off and I said I did and he said that we should jack each other off and see who would come first. We did, I came first, he came, and he said that I won because I came first. Wow! At last, I had beaten him at something, and it was easy, and felt good too.
Soon we stopped wrestling and just had our jack off racing game. We always did each other. This went on for a couple of weeks and he would show me dirty pictures. Not as explicit as today's pictures, but pretty racy for me back then. One day, while doing our things in his parent's garage, he showed me a cartoon-like drawing of a guy with another guy's cock in his mouth. He said we should try it because guys do it to their buddies all the time when there are no girls around. He then offered to do mine first. He did and I came almost at once. Then it was my turn and I did it to him. He didn't come as quickly as I did and he had to tell me to watch out for my teeth and not to bite him. He had spit out my ejaculate and when he squirted his load in my mouth he told me I should swallow it because it was good for me, 100% pure protein. It was a big load too, bigger than mine, and back then I put out a lot of jizz. I couldn't swallow it then, but it wasn't long until I managed to swallow it like an old pro. He seemed to like that; and, even today I hear some guys saying how they like their lady friends to swallow it. Is it some kind of macho dominance thing? He sucked me only one more time and then I became the one to suck first. He would have his orgasmic fun and then say we had better stop before someone catches us. I was too dumb to realize that I had become his whore just so I could see his collection of dirty pictures hidden in the garage. I guess it didn't matter if I got sucked because the feeling of power I got at making this "old" guys big cock hard and causing him to moan and groan like he did as he came was worth it on its own. This went on for about six months. He tried to stick it in my butt like he said you did to girls. He told me that older guys who hung out together would do this along with the sucking thing when girls weren't available. I had heard that enough by now to know it must be true, ha! It wouldn't go in my butt so he had to be happy with the blowjobs I gave him. I usually jacked off after sucking him and he just watched. There was never any kissing, just hand jobs which were replaced by blowjobs after I learned how to do it.
This all ended abruptly when we were caught, he lying on his back with me kneeling over his swollen cock just slobbering it up like an ice cream cone with my own miniature version sticking out like sore thumb. The most embarrassing thing about getting caught was because it was the older sister of an older kid down the block who had wondered why she saw us disappear in a thick clump of bushes in the park for three days in a row. This was a girl I had thought about many times as I had pounded away looking for that Good Feeling. And to get caught by her with my mouth wrapped tightly around Big Ray's king sized tool and my thing waving around as I was pulled off of him, Oh My God! She grabbed me and dragged me away threatening to call the cops, our parents, the Army and the Navy, just about everyone. I pleaded with her and she finally said she would tell her older brother and let him take care of it. Then she sat me down, by this time I had lost my erection and had it back where it belonged, and asked why I was sucking cock in the park. I told the whole story and she told me what I was doing was a bad thing and I should forget about sex until I was older and then find a girl friend who would do that stuff to me. Hearing this from her made me hard and foolish and I asked if she would do it to me. She smacked her forehead and started to walk away, but then turned around and came back to me, put her arms around me and gave me a big wet kiss. Then she held me at arms length and said she would when I reached sixteen. When I reached sixteen, she was married, had a kid, and lived far away. Just my luck.
Her older brother also told me that this was a bad thing and I should stop it right away and never do it again. This was after he and some of his friends beat the crap out of my old wrestling buddy who never talked to me again and also stayed away from me like I had the plague. Many, many years later, at a school reunion, Joan and I laughed about this. She told me the boys who had worked over Big Ray not only pounded lumps on him, but they each butt fucked him, not because they liked to do that, but because he deserved it. I reminded her about her telling me what I was going to get when I reached sixteen. She laughed and said it was too bad that I missed the best blowjob of my life. I don't think I have ever wanted to have sex with anyone more than Joan at that moment. I jacked off thinking of her for a month.
I guess some people would have yelled and screamed about being used and abused. I must admit I enjoyed it and just look back on it as part of my learning process. Maybe if I had been younger and Ray was dirty old man it would be different. Maybe I was just a few years late in the sexual experimenting that a lot of young boys, and girls, go through with each other. Only the Shadow knows..........
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