Date: Fri, 31 Mar 2017 00:04:59 +0000 (UTC)
From: Tague Micheals <tag.michaels@yahoo.com>
Subject: Adventures Of A Teenage Hitchhiker III

We went to his bed and he sat with his back to a rather ornately carved
headboard.

"Come up here please Tracy," he said. I knew that he wanted me to fuck his
mouth like I'd done in the car. I got on the bed and straddled his lap and
he moved a little bit to line my cock with his mouth.  He licked and
slurped all over my cock, cupped my balls while running a finger underneath
them and tickling at the beginning of my crack.

He finally pulled my cock down and took it into his mouth and like the last
time, he put his hands on my butt and encouraged me to fuck into his mouth,
not that I needed any encouragement. Nigel's hands roamed up and down my
back, under my butt, onto my butt cheeks while I moved my hips and slid in
and out of the warm recesses of his mouth.

Nigel stopped sucking on me for a moment. "You have to got to have the most
delicious little butt I've have ever laid my hands on Tracy. Oh, I know
that you probably haven't given that much thought to a body part that you
rarely see but it's true. Most boys don't realize how tantalizing their
butts are and your, well my boy, is spectacular." Nigel rubbed, gently
patted and kneaded the flesh of those so called delicious cheeks.

As for me I had discovered that I liked it when Nigel played with my
butt. I can't explain that, I just know it. Like when he rubs my back,
there is some sense of comfort when he rubs my butt however it is also sexy
feeling. I meant to ask him about when he licked my hole but right then
wasn't the time.

A sharp rise in feeling shot through my body as Nigel worked on my cock. I
loved it so much and wondered briefly what it would be like to actually
fuck someone, to stuff my hard young cock into a tight hole, almost any
tight hole. I got pretty excited pretty fast and before I knew it I was
overwhelmed by the feelings of my sperm rushing up my dick and exploding
into Nigel's mouth. Okay, perhaps exploding is too strong a word as I
rarely exploded, however, it would be less than a year before it would
explode sending streams of sperm as far my eyebrows.

My cock head became too sensitive and I had to pull away from Nigel's grip,
the old man letting go reluctantly. I settled down onto his lap, making
sure not to put all my weight on him and rested my hands on his shoulders.

I'd only been with Nigel twice but I was beginning to really like
him. Maybe it was because I'd never known my grandparents or because I had
no adult males in my life except for teachers. I don't know the reason now
nor did I care to question it then. I liked Nigel and that was that.  I
leaned down and kissed his forehead then moved from his lap and sat next to
him and we stayed that way for about a minute not saying a word.

"You're very good company Tracy," he finally said, patting my leg. "Thank
you." I rested my hand on top of his, my fingers feeling the rumpled effect
of his wrinkled skin and blood veins, and smiled up at him.

"You're good company too Nigel." Our first of many poignant moments was
interrupted by the low ring of the phone next to his bed. Nigel answered,
listened, then hung up.

"I'm afraid that I have to go Tracy; business calls." I told him I
understood as we both climbed off the bed. I had to pee so did that first
then came back and I got dressed, Nigel watching me from where he sat in an
armchair. When I was finished he pulled out some money and handed it to me
and when I saw that it was a pair of hundred dollar bills I started to
protest. Nigel put his hand up and motioned for me to stop. When I tried to
continue to speak he wagged a finger at me.

"Listen to me please. One, it's my money and I'll spend it how I wish. Two
I told you, never sell yourself short and three, this is what your time is
worth to me. To someone else it might be worth more, or it might be worth
less; either way is of no interest or consequence to me.  Do you
understand?" I nodded my head he smiled, saying,

"Good boy."

On the ride downtown I asked him about my butthole, why he did it, and why
I liked it so much.

"I mean, it's a butthole Nigel and their kind of nasty, ya know?" Nigel
chuckled and patted my leg. He seemed to do that a lot, pat my leg and it
wasn't sexual, I mean, not all the time, only some of it.

"Yes, they can be quite dirty and when they are such it can cause problems
for the person whose mouth is down there. Feces carries lots of germs and
can make a person sick and in come case cause a serious disease called
Hepatitis so one must be cautious and careful when going into that
particular playground. That alone causes one to wonder what kind of
engineer would run a waste disposal site through a recreational area."
Nigel chuckled slightly at that but it would be some years before I really
understood it and I to would chuckle.

"The anus is rife with nerve endings Tracy. Mankind has been venturing
there for pleasure since for a millennia. It feels very good to both
parties, as I am sure you discovered when I introduced you to it
earlier. And that was only the beginning. There are many other pleasures to
be mined down there."

"You mean like fucking?" He nodded his head.

"Yes my young sir, fucking with a cock, a toy or even a finger. There is a
little gland up inside your rectum that, when rubbed while you are in an
excitory state feels incredible. If you happen to cum when it's being
rubbed you will experience an orgasm like no other, trust me."

"Oh, I do trust you Nigel," I said honestly. "I can hardly wait to try it."

"Well, perhaps we can make a date for day after tomorrow dear boy." I
grinned and nodded my head.

"I think that's a great idea."

"Perhaps you could call me on say, Thursday around Eleven and stay for
lunch." I told him that would be great.

We parted ways in front of the building where Nigel had the business to
take care of and I told him that I'd call him in a couple of days. I then
leaned over and kissed him on the cheek.

"Thank you Nigel," I whispered and got out of the car.

The rest of the week until Friday was pretty normal.  On Tuesday I
hitchhiked north on the interstate for a change which was sort of cool.  I
got a ride up with a young couple who were headed to Canada, which was
farther than I wanted to go on my first trip. I bailed out when they
stopped to get gas in a small town along the way and almost immediately got
a ride with a cowboy sort of dude in bright red pickup with guns hanging in
the back window. I say cowboy cuz he was wearing one of those cowboy type
hats, faded Wrangler jeans, cowboy boots and a sort of fancy type shirt
with curly cue thingies above the pockets. And he kinda talked like a
cowboy.

But he seemed young. Not like me young but maybe like the pot dealer in the
van, like college age. He was blonde like I was but more like that they
call dishwater blonde, a darker sandy sort of color. He didn't have any
hair on his face either so all in all I doubted that he was getting into
any bars, at least legally. He was a cute guy too, a big open smile with
plenty of straight white teeth. The kind of guy you might see on a milk
commercial or a Cereal box.

"So what's a purty young fellah like you doin thumbin around these parts?"
he asked in a cowboy sort of drawl.

"Just checkin out the neighborhood," I told him. He smiled and said he had
a hood I could check out.

I looked at him with a questioning expression and uttered a "huh". He
smiled again and said his hooded python.

"You mean like a snake?" He nodded his head and said,

"Yup, I reckon so." Well now, that seemed pretty interesting to me and it
wasn't like I was on any schedule so I said sure. Like I've said, I was a
pretty naive young boy.

We were on a country road and he turned off onto a dirt road that ended
fairly quickly at a small farm house where a couple of dogs came running
out to meet the truck. We got out and he petted the dogs that then came and
introduced themselves to me and of course they had to stick their noses in
my crotch or my ass or both. The guy laughed.

"Damn dogs are all like that," he said with a grin.

I followed him into the house and was immediately taken by the trophies and
photos on the wall of my new friend riding bucking horses, roping calves,
and all kinds of other stuff. I saw a couple of plaques with the name Roy
Aikins on them so assumed that was his name. He called for me come to where
he was so I went into a hall, saw rooms on both ends so called out. He
answered and I went in the direction of his voice.  I was sort of
excited. I'd never seen a python before.

I went into the room and stopped dead. The guy, whom I presumed to be Roy,
was standing by a window and facing me. His jeans were opened and hanging
out over the waistband of his underwear was the biggest cock I'd ever seen,
and might possibly ever see in my life. The thick white tube looked almost
grotesque as it hung there. I should explain that I hadn't seen all that
many cocks in my life. I wasn't required to take PE in school because of a
heart valve problem so hadn't been exposed, as it were, to males other than
those few boys that I'd pissed in front of when out on boyhood safari's or
the males I'd seen thus far in my thumbing travels. Still and all I wasn't
sure that there were that many cocks out there in the whole world that
looked quite like Roy's.

"This here's the python I was telling you about," he said and cupped his
hand underneath it about half way down the shaft and leaving plenty of room
on either end of it. "Bet you never seen a pecker this big before." I shook
my head in agreement that I hadn't. The thing looked as big around as a
baseball bat but the tip was missing, he didn't have a head on his like I
did. The mystery was soon resolved when he stroked himself and I was amazed
all over again. In all the cocks I'd seen I'd never seen none them was
uncircumcised so when he pulled the skin back and exposed the fact that he
really was like me I thought to myself what a fucking outta sight toy that
must be.

"Wanna touch it? Let me see yours." I was a little reluctant. I wasn't sure
just what I could do with something that big. Fuck just jacking the thing
off would require both hands and I imagined that when he came it could be
like a fire hose.

"I'll give ya ten bucks." Then he laughed and said, "Better yet I'll give
ya a ride back to town."

That scared me. I wasn't diggin that scene no way. I'd never really
encountered adversity when I hitched and I vowed on the spot that if I got
out of this one relatively safely I'd be very careful about putting myself
in that sort of position ever again.  In any case my expression registered
on Roy because he said he was only kidding, of course he'd give me a ride
even if I didn't do anything but he's sure be grateful if I'd consent to
messin around a tad.

"Ain't never seen a boy as purty as you are, never seen a purty boy's
pecker either. Cummon it'll be fun. I'll give you ten bucks and I promise
to take you back to town." His voice had softened so I nodded my head and
shucked my denim jacket off then started to work on my belt. It wasn't the
ten bucks of course. It was the opportunity to spend some time with such a
monstrous cock.

"Great," Roy said and kicked his boots off then shoved his jeans and
underwear to the floor and stepped out of them then stood facing me and
gently stroking on his growing python. He still had his shirt on and his
cock was starting to get hard, pushing up between the shirt tails. I kicked
my shoes off then undid my jeans and pushed them down to my knees. I looked
down, as I almost always did when letting my dick out for air, but this
time I wasn't as excited about my recent growth as I had been in the
past. In fact I was a little embarrassed.

My size didn't seem to faze Roy much however. He didn't laugh or make any
comments on how puny I was down there. I guess that he just accepted that
he was king of the fucking jungle in the endowment arena no matter what.

"Damn boy you may be young but you're just as purty in basement as ya are
in the attic." He dropped to his knees in front of me and helped me step
out of my jeans and briefs then held my t-shirt up out of the way and took
hold of my half stiffened cock. Roy-I assumed-wasted no time but leaned his
head down and put his mouth over my cock and sucked me. I pulled my shirt
up so that he could concentrate on what he was doing and I watched as he
suckled me and stoked his cock until it was full on hard. The goddamned
thing was huge.  And I wanted to play with it. I gently pulled away from
Roy and he looked up at me with a questioning eye.

"I cum pretty easy Roy; your name is Roy isn't it?" He nodded his head as
he stood up, asked my name, I told him as I stepped back to give the thing
room to move.

"How fucking big is that thing anyhow Roy?" He said that it kind of
depended on how hard he pushed a measuring tape into his pubic bone but
essentially it was about twelve and a quarter inches long and eight and a
quarter inches around at the base. It didn't narrow significantly toward
the tip which was as big as a medium sized apple. Roy took his shirt off
giving me a full on view of the works, his large balls hanging low between
his thighs. His pubes were a thick nest of dark brown curls with a thin
love trail up his flat belly to his navel. I reached out and took hold of
him, my fingers barely encircling the thick shaft. I stroked him, amazed at
how his skin slipped so easily back and forth over the fat swollen head.

"Never seen a pecker in its natural state huh?" he asked knowingly. All I
could do is shake my head. "Wanna try and blow it?"

"I've never done it before but I can try," I responded and Roy suggested we
lay on his bed.

"I bet you can suck yourself if you wanted to," I said as he lay back on
the bed, his cock head reaching up past his belly button. He smiled at me.

"I have. Now let's see if you can." So there it was, my first time sucking
cock and I get what I figured to be the biggest one in the known
universe. I sat next to him and pulled it upright then angled it toward
me. The thing reminded me of a floor shift I'd seen once in an old pickup
truck. The tip was all shiny from his precum so I started by licking it off
then putting my mouth down over the helmet shaped knob. I didn't get much
further than that cuz my mouth was pretty full but I still managed to suck
on it and swirl my tongue over the satiny surface.

I stroked him as I sucked and noticed right away that I could move the skin
over his cock head while I did it which prompted me to investigate that
little process. I pulled it all the way in place then tried to put my
tongue down inside the hole, which was impossible but fun to try.

My mouth got sore pretty fast and I had to stop so we swapped places and
Roy went back to sucking on my cock. He had turned around though so I could
still jack him off, which I did. He could suck pretty good, not as good as
Nigel but still I felt myself getting all tingly and stuff.

"You wanna try something," he asked after he took my cock from his
mouth. Of course I told him it depended on what "it" was. "Let me fuck you
between the legs." I was confused so he explained it too me and I told him
I'd do it as long as he wasn't planning on putting that thing in my ass. He
smiled and said that he promised he wouldn't but regardless it would be a
little messy. I figured that he meant when he spermed but that wasn't what
he was talking about. He got up off the bed, left the room and came back
with a bottle of liquid and a towel, his great big dick bobbing along and
pointing the way like a fucking big fat arrow.

"This here's like a massage oil. I need to smear my pecker with it
otherwise when I put it tween your legs and try to hump it'll be too dry."
Okay, I could dig that. I watched as Roy slathered the head and about half
the shaft in the oil then told me to lay on my back and he smeared some
more on my inner thighs. He then had me roll to my side and sort of stick
my butt out toward him as he lay down on the bed behind me. I felt his
flesh touch mine then sneak in between my thighs.

"Hold your legs tight together otherwise it'll be like fucking air," he
said. I clenched down and Roy muttered a "yes" half under his breath. He
put an arm around my waist and held onto my cock and began fucking, his big
slippery cock sliding back and forth along my butt crack and between my
thighs.  His hand was still slippery from the oil so my cock slipped back
and forth in his hand as he fucked me. Looking down, I could see the head
as it came out in front then disappeared again and I have to say that,
overall, it was a pretty hot happening.

As usual my body didn't give me much warning that it was ready to shoot. I
felt a tingly feeling in my balls then my belly then I was creaming out
onto the towel that had been laid out in front of me.

"Oh fuck oh fuck," I groaned as I squirted which seemed to cause Roy to
pick up speed.

"Almost, almost, hang on purty boy I'm gonna cum, oh yes ohhhhhhhhh," and
his voice trailed off. Roy let go of my dick and just held me tight,
fucking that big stick between my thighs. The head was sticking out the
front when he shot so I got to watch the stream of white goo blast out onto
the brown towel. Of course he kept on fucking between my legs so when he
pulled back, his cum oozed out between my thighs. I felt the thing pulse
between my legs, watched it shoot when the head was poking out again, and I
had been correct in my guess that he would make a whole lot of sperms.

Roy finally stopped and lay still for a moment, the head sticking out from
between my thighs and oozing cum out onto my flesh. He stayed that a bit
before he pulled back out and rolled onto his back. "Better use that towel
tween your legs Tracy," he said, which was my intention as well and after
folding it then cleaning myself I rolled to my side and just looked at Roy,
or his cock.

"You ever fuck anybody with that thing?" I asked him. He shook his head.

"Nobody round here knows I'm queer although all the boys know how big my
cock is from being in the showers as school. I got all hotted up with a
girl from down the way one time but when she saw it she got really scared."
Couldn't say as I blamed her for that. I took hold of him again and slid
his skin back and forth over the head, still amazed at that, and perhaps
even a little bit jealous.

"Wanna see a cool trick?" he asked. I nodded my head and he told me to get
on my knees and he did the same. "Get in close and hold your pecker down
like this," he said, showing me what he wanted. Then he got in close and
touched the tips of our cocks together. He pulled his skin out over his
dick head and worked it over the head of my cock sort of like putting on a
sock or something. It was sorta cool. He pulled it back off, actually it
wouldn't stay there very well, then sat back and leaned over and put his
cock head in his mouth. By god he could suck his own cock.

After that little demonstration he asked if I would like to fuck him.

"Not actually really fuck me but do sort of what I did to you and lay on
top of me and sort of just hump like you was fuckin." I shrugged my
shoulders, said okay so Roy got the lotion stuff and smeared a whole bunch
of it on his belly and his cock then did the same thing to me. I about shit
when he slid his slippery hand up over my cock head. "Course we're gonna
hafta take a shower after this Tracy, ain't no way to wipe it all off."  I
had figured that out when I saw how much of the stuff he was putting on his
body.

Once it was all done he had me lay on top of him which was sorta okay but
that big cock did get in the way some. He held onto my slender little butt
and told me to hump him, squeezing and pulling on my butt cheeks. It felt
really good, totally outta sight, my slippery dick sliding gently back and
forth on his flat belly and mashing up against Roy's pole. Then Roy quickly
rolled up over and he started doing it to me. I liked it a whole lot better
that way. I got hotted up pretty quickly and so did Roy and when he was
ready to cum he said he wanted to squirt his sperm on me.  Although that
had never occurred to me before, I was all for it.

Roy humped against me a minute or so longer, moving his ass from side to
side to create different feelings. I could feel his big balls as they rode
on top of mine or mashed against the base of my cock and found myself
putting my hands on Roy's ass, helping him do his job. It felt interesting
to me, how his muscles tightened up as he fucked his big cock against my
belly. He stopped all of a sudden and got to his knees and started jacking
off, using both hands. I watched his big nuts swaying between his legs as
he stroked, then the snake started spitting at me. That was groovy as all
hell.

The first shot squirted out over my stuff and landed on my chest and left a
streak of sperm that almost reached my belly button. There were six more
squirts after that and it was so fucking hot that somewhere in the middle
of Roy's sperming I cummed too. The slipperiness of my cock caused a good
cum and my hips went up off the bed from the feelings as my little pecker
shot out a couple of wads of cum that landed in amongst Roy's. I got a shot
of Roy's juice across the back of my jacking hand and some more of it
dribbled down to drop on my balls and without even thinking about it I
reached down with my other hand and rubbed his sperm into my smooth nuts as
though it were lotion or something.

Roy's cock finally quit shooting and dribbling and he moved off from above
me and lay next to me.

"That was funner than wrestling a pig in mud," he told me with a
grin. "Damn boy I wished that you lived closer, we could have a hell of a
good time." He was right but then I was finding good time's just about
everywhere I went.

"Maybe you could move Roy, come down to Seattle. I bet you'd be the most
popular cowboy in town."

"Probly the only cowboy in town is more like it. Naw, I'm a country boy
sure as god made little apples," he said, adding, "Come on lets get this
mess cleaned up. Damn you look good covered in juice." I had to agree that
getting splattered was sort of fun but the feelings were wearing off and
the cum was starting to run so a shower seemed like a good idea.

Roy dropped me off at the entrance to the freeway twenty minutes later
after we swapped phone numbers and I promised to come back up and see him
sometime.  As I stood waiting for someone to show some mercy and give me a
lift I considered the past hour. I doubted that I would ever see a cock to
rival Roy's. Of course in another ten years a porn star would emerge that
was touted as having the biggest cock in porn. While that may have been
true but when I finally saw it, in person I might add, I still felt that
Roy was bigger than John Holmes.

I also wondered what it would feel like to have that thing shoved up my
butt however that thought didn't last long as I figured there was no way it
would ever happen. Something smaller perhaps but not that. Then I got to
thinking and wondering what it would actually feel like to get
fucked. After Nigel's introduction to the hot feelings of being licked down
there I wondered what other pleasures might be found. I knew that gay guys
fucked each other and while I didn't think I was gay I began to entertain
the thought of giving it a try, just to see. Little did I know how that
would turn out.

I did have an interesting encounter on Wednesday evening, although the
interesting part was that it wasn't more than a mile from my house. I'd
gone to a place called Bow Wow's which specialized in hot dogs. I mean,
they had 3 dozen different styles of hot dogs from Dog Bites to foot
longs. They had a couple styles with cheese inside of them that the boys
called Cum Dogs cuz they squirted the cheese in your mouth when you bit
into it. They also had a bunch of different types of fries and tater
tots. I loved the place.

So I was sitting at an outside table off to one corner getting ready to eat
a Big Fat which was a large sausage dog when a guy walked by and stopped.

"That's a pretty big wiener for a small guy," he said with a bit of a
grin. He was an older guy, about like the guy in the truck. Not bad looking
either.

"Yeah, I hear that a lot," I quipped back at him.

"So does your wiener have cum in it?"

"If it gets worked good it does."

"That's something I'd love to see," he said.

"I hear that a lot too. It'll cost ya though."

Really? How much?"

"Depends on who does it and how it's done." He nodded his head and rubbed
his chin in that "thinking about it" way that people have.

"So, what are the options?"

"Ten bucks if I do it, Twenty if you do it by hand, thirty if you do it by
mouth."

"That seems a little steep," he said.

"Well, I never had no complaints," I replied. "In fact, I've been told that
it's worth every penny." I was about half way through my meal by that time
and took another bite.

"Well, let me grab a quick bite," he said and went over to the narrow
building. Bow Wow's didn't have inside eating. You ordered from a window
and either sat at one of the half dozen tables or got in your car.

The guy came back a few minutes later and asked if he could sit down and I
nodded my head then took another bite. He sat, peeled the paper back from
one end of his hot dog and took a bite and uttered a satisfied groan.

"Nothing like masticating outside with a friend," he said, looking over his
hot dog at me. I gave him an arched eyebrow.

"Masticating, chewing. Eating outside is fun."

"Yeah, I know the word, it's the friend part that threw me," I
said. Honestly, I hadn't ever heard that word but I wasn't gonna let him
know that.

"So, what's your name, how old are you?"

"You writing a book," I asked him with a smile. He nodded his head.  "Well
leave that chapter out," I responded. I still had a smile on my face then
said, "you first."

"My name's Glen, I'm 34, unmarried, no kids, and I love teenage boy's, I
love sucking boys' cocks and I love having a boy cum in my mouth and I love
fucking a boy. However, I don't often have to pay for it." I nodded my
head.

"Tracy, I'm 13 not married no kids, I don't suck cock and I don't fuck but
I love getting my cock sucked and I love cumming in a guys' mouth. However,
I don't do it for free."

"Well it seems as though we may have the makings for a symbiotic
relationship." I didn't the word symbiotic but I guessed.

"So, where might this take place," I asked him and popped the last tater
tot into my mouth then took a sip of my soda.

"That van," Glen said nodding toward a sweet custom van, the newer ones
that you could buy all fancied up. It had cool wheels and the passenger
window and the longer window in the sliding door were both tinted very
dark. I nodded my head.

"Cool," and stood up. "Can I take my soda?" Glen nodded his head as he
stood and I followed him to the parking area and he told me to go ahead and
get in, which I did. I looked around when I got inside. The seats were
plush, the carpets were thick, curtains that were pulled back could
completely block the entire back of the van from view. And it had a sun
roof too. Glen started it up and backed out of the slot.

"I thought we'd just go up the road to the Riverside and find a secluded
spot and park. That okay with you?" I nodded my head. The Riverside was a
large city park along a small river and there were plenty of places to park
and be safe, especially with dark tinted windows. I was okay with that.

"Do you do this often," Glen asked as he drove.

"Often enough," I told him, "2-3 times a week, maybe more maybe less. I
don't keep a diary. How often do you pick up boys?" He chuckled.

"You're a hard ass aren't you?" I told him not really but turn-about was
fair play. He glanced over at me and I held his short gaze. "About the same
but that includes encounters with boys that I already know and do stuff
with.

"What exactly does "do stuff" mean?"

"Everything from touching to fucking, from a hour to all night. There is
one boy that I play with, he's 12, he loves to fuck and if he spends the
night I'll typically fuck him a half dozen times. Hey, maybe you'd like to
join us sometime. I know that Rory would love a 3 way with another boy. You
wouldn't have get fucked either but he would most likely want you to fuck
him." I gave that some thought then said, "Let's see how this turns out
first." We had entered the park and Glen drove to one end and parked. Given
that there was no hesitation I guesses that he'd been here before.

"Let's get in the back," he said, "crawl through the seats. He was untying
his shoes so I did the same, leaving them on the floor up front. I crawled
between the seats during which Glen commented on my ass. Seated on the
first bench seat he suggested that perhaps we could undress to underwear
and I was okay with that, so we did. Like me, Glen wore white cotton briefs
and commented that I looked like I was ready to go. Indeed I was boned up
already but he looked totally soft.

Glen sat next to me and reached over to begin fondling my hard cock,
feeling up and down the length of it and then feeling up my balls. "You can
touch me too if you want Tracy," he said. I reached over and began
exploring him, detecting right away that he was getting hard. I stroked on
his cock helping to work him into a full on chubby.

"That feels good," he said, his voice already deepening. He moved his hand
and rubbed on my belly then up onto my chest and gently tweaked a nipple
then moving back down. I rubbed on his belly as well and found it quite
firm. In fact, glancing at his torso he appeared to have a pretty decent
body.

Glen pulled away from me and reached down to my briefs and I knew that he
wanted me to be naked which was very cool because I wanted to be. I was
getting up into a fog of hotness and I hated being dressed when I got that
way. He got my underwear down, took them off then looked at me.

"Christ you're beautiful," he murmured. "You are a perfect boy Tracy,
totally perfect." Glen then took his briefs off to reveal a tasty boner,
maybe 7 inches or so long. He had big balls too but they didn't have any
hair on them so I assumed he shaved. His patch of black pubic hair was
small too which also told me he shaved.

"I gotta suck your amazing cock," he groaned after feeling me up and
stroked me a little bit. Glen turned and put one foot on the floor and a
knee on the seat, leaned down and took hold of my cock and put his mouth
over it. Like always my body went rigid for a moment before relaxing into
it. He sucked my for a moment, feeling my balls up at the same time then
said,

"I wouldn't mind if you played with me too Tracy," then went back to
sucking me. Honestly I wanted to touch him, to feel his hard cock and cup
his balls and was in fact getting ready to do just that when he hinted that
I should do it. I reached underneath him and took hold of his cock in an
underhand grip and began stroking him.

Like all cocks that I'd felt on his was warm and of course, very firm. I
rather like touching a guys' cock, stroking him and feeling him up. At that
point in my life I couldn't imagine being with a girl at all. Heck, I'd
never even seen any pictures of naked girls so was kind of clueless about
them. I knew they had a slit of course and that they would get hair on it
when they got older but that was pretty much it.

I stroked and Glen sucked, him uttering soft groans of pleasure. When I
reached further and began playing with his balls he groaned really
loud. Clearly the man like to have his balls played with.

I could feel my body starting to change and I knew that I would shoot my
sperm out pretty soon so I told Glen that.

"And, I don't want to cum yet," I added. "I love getting sucked and I like
playing with your cock so I want to wait a bit before I cum."

"I don't suppose you want to suck my cock," he said and I shook my
head. "How long ago did you shower?" I told him.

"How about if you kneel facing backward on the seat and I'll rim you?" Oh
hell, I was all for that so moved and turned and knelt. Glenn had me make
some adjustments that opened my butt more and exposed my hole.

"Damn, not a hair in sight and what a sight it is. such a delightful young
boy pussy." I felt his hands on my cheeks and the sensation of his tongue
licking my hole and from there I went nuts. Sweet baby Jesus I loved that
and it was different than when Anthony had done. Glenn really went to
town. He worked my hole, the underside of my balls and everything in
between. He licked all around the puckered muscle and it seemed at times
like he was trying to get his tongue up inside of me. I wondered what that
would feel like.

"Fuck that feels so good Glen," I groaned. "Fucking hell that feels good."
As he licked my hole he tugged on my balls and played with them which made
it all even better. Glen carried on for a good 3-4 minutes all the while
moaning and groaning and slurping.

"Fuck, now I need to cum," he said and moved away from me. I turned around
and sat, my cock red tipped and hard as it had ever been. Glenn sat right
next to me then reached over and took hold of my cock so I did the same to
him.

"I really want to taste your sperm but I want to watch you shoot it too,"
Glen said in a husky voice. I wondered if he was hinting at a second
round. We stroked each other, both watching what we were doing and not what
the other guy was doing. Of course I got there first.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum Glen," I blurted out and almost before the words were
out of my mouth a little stream of sperm spurted up onto my chest. I
groaned and squinted my eyes shut for a moment as the intense feelings shot
through my body like a freight train. Before the second shot happened, Glen
had his mouth over my cock and was sucking me so the rest of it went into
his mouth. I had to let go of his cock and just rest against the
seat. Needless to say it was over almost before it started and my dick went
sensitive on me. Glen seemed to know that before I said it and backed off.

"Young boy sperm is the best tasting stuff in the world," he said, licking
his lips. "And yours is extraordinary. That said he leaned back and went to
town. It was hot as hell watching him because he did the same stuff that I
did. He pulled on his balls, he gripped his inner thigh right next to his
balls so that his stroking caused the sac to rub against the back of his
hand.

Glen was beating his meat with a vengeance, moaning softly as he did
it. Not much later he groaned that he was going to cum. I watched intently
then all but gasped when a large long stream of sperm shot up and hit his
neck and left a 5 inch trail of white goo down onto his chest. His head
went backwards to rest against the seat back as another large stream hit
just above his left nipple and it too left a long stream of cum. The next
shot flew out but broke up into a couple of different globs and landed
below his nipples.

There were 3 more squirts of the stuff but they were smaller and didn't go
very far and from there his sperm oozed out and ran down over his thumb and
fell off into his hairs. When it was all done he let his left hand fall
onto the seat and his right hand just rest where it was. I knew enough to
just keep my mouth shut and let him hang out in the after sperm
feelings. He finally came around.

"Fuckin A," he said with a lopsided grin.

"You always squirt that much cum?" He nodded his head.

"My little fuck friend I told you about tries to swallow but the stuff
leaks out of his mouth and runs down his chin. It's pretty fucking hot to
watch." I had no doubt about that. Glen picked peeked out of the curtains,
didn't see anyone and leaned around the seat and toward the door. His ass
was to me and his big balls hung low between his legs. He had a nice ass
and for the first time I wondered about licking a guys' hole, although it
wouldn't be his. He leaned back and plopped down and began to clean the
cooling cum from his body with a rag that he'd snagged. I grabbed my
underwear and started pulling them on and soon Glen was doing the same.

"Any place you wanna go," he asked me and I said back to Bow Wow's would be
fine. In my head I was thinking that I'd figure something out. As we pulled
out of the park he asked if I was interested in dong the 3 way with his
little friend and I said that I definitely was. He wanted my phone number
which of course I refused to give out.

"Look, no offense but I generally don't meet someone for a second time and
I never give my phone number out. I'll call you. Is there a day of the week
that you have in mind?" Glen said probably a Saturday because we'd have
lots of time. I explained that I had a thing to do Friday night and didn't
know if I'd be available the coming Saturday but could definitely plan on
the one following that. Glen said that was cool and gave me his phone
number when we got to Bow Wow's along with 30 bucks.

"I really enjoyed being with you Tracy and I hope we can do it again soon."
I told him I'd call him.

I did end up calling Glen but it was 3 weeks later. Friday night did not
come anywhere close to ending up like it was planned.