Date: Tue, 22 Mar 2005 11:10:51 -0800 (PST)
From: Rob Hoek <storyguy22@yahoo.com>
Subject: Fifteenth Summer (Part Eight, Final)

Over the next couple of weeks, Al and I only managed brief and hurried
times together, meeting someplace, and finding a quiet spot to park, and
play. He had gotten kind of wary after that night we got all carried away
and he fucked me in the Jag's back seat, so these latest sessions had been
limited to him playing with my cock a while, then sucking me off. Not that
I was doing any complaining, you understand, but I did long to be back at
his house, naked, and alone, where he could do all of his magic like
before.

Last night, following a breath taking blow job in the back seat of the Jag,
Al pretty much rocked my world, when he informed me that he had been
offered, and accepted, a partnership with his brokerage firm, and would
soon be relocated to New York City to work at the home office. He was
moving clear across the country! Shit! After a period of my whining, and
his consoling, I realized what an important opportunity it was for him, and
stopped being so selfish about it. We decided to try to scheme up some way
for us to be able to spend a last night together, and make our good-by a
memorable one.

The next day, I went to work on Rod, telling him that my girlfriend had
finally relented, and was willing for us to have sex, and that I needed a
solid excuse for my whereabouts on Friday night. He was all stoked about my
soon-to- be sexual adventure, and readily agreed to be my cover, promising
to back me up with my parents that I was spending the night at his house,
and to make himself scarce, and in no way contact my house, or family. Our
back and forth overnights were common, so it was an easy sell on my
parents, who, I'm sure, never gave it a second thought.

Friday evening came, and I packed my small gym bag, which was usual for my
sleepovers at Rod's, and told my parents good-by, and headed out to meet Al
at the nearby park. He was waiting when I arrived, and I jumped into the
Jag, and we headed for his place. It was a beautiful warm evening, and,
after fixing us one of his special drinks, Al suggested we go skinny
dipping in the pool. I was all for that idea, and in no time we were naked,
and fooling around in the sparkling water, our drinks nearby on the pool
deck.

Al sat on the step at the pools shallow end, his legs opened, and stretched
out, while I sat back against him, my back to his front. His arms encircled
me, and his hands roamed over my body, fingers teasing at my small nipples,
rubbing over my tummy, and stroking my upper thighs. His hand wrapped
around my very hard cock, and stroked it slowly, the fingers of his other
hand poking at my tight ball sack. I leaned my head back against his chest,
and felt his thick cock stabbing into my back, and he nibbled my ear as he
touched me, telling me softly how special I was, and how he would miss me.

After several minutes of this, Al nudged me slightly, and told me to turn
around. I shifted, and turned to face him, my knees outside his thighs, and
my rock hard cock bouncing in front of his smiling face. He smiled, and put
his hands on my upper thighs, stroking me gently, his hand going to cup my
balls, and roll them, as I edged toward him, and he took my cock into his
mouth, sucking me deeply, while I groaned with pleasure. I rocked gently,
and Al moved his soft mouth up and down my cock, sucking me expertly, his
hand going behind me to cup, and knead my small butt cheeks. I groaned, and
rocked my head back, gazing up at the bright star filled sky, and lost
myself to the sensations of his various touches. Al slid his fingers inside
my cleft, and probed downward, until I felt his finger touch my tight
pucker, and rub across it, his incredible mouth not missing a beat on my
aching cock. I gasped, as his finger pushed against me, and slid through
the resistance, penetrating me, and moving into me, touching my prostate,
and moving back and forth across it. I groaned, and felt my balls churning
in their bag, and my breathing changed to ragged, and fast.

He sucked me steadily, gaining a rhythm between the sucking, and fingering
my hungry ass, until I lost it, my cock jerking, and pulsing, in his mouth,
spewing my creamy cumm into him in strong, rapid, pulses, as he slurped me,
letting my juices fill his mouth, then swallowing. Spent, I relaxed into
him, and he stroked my back, and butt, whispering to me, as I calmed
down. I reached down between our bodies, and found his thick cock, and
gripped it, rubbing the satin smooth skin, and working my thumb across the
wide head. He groaned, and slipped his finger down to my hole again,
teasing me, and probing inside slightly. After awhile, he pushed me away,
and stood, taking my hand, and pulling me to my feet. We stepped out of the
water, and toweled each others body, his soft lips covering my nipples,
sucking each one gently, while I rubbed his thick cock. He took my hand
again, and we walked inside, going to his bedroom, where he laid me on the
bed, and fished the k-y out of the drawer. I smiled up at him, feeling my
whole body shiver, anticipating his intention.

He lay down beside me, and resumed licking, and nibbling my body, lapping
at my stiff little nipples, then working down to my tummy, and my cock. I
was gasping again, reveling in the millions of sensations he was evoking in
my body, and groaned again, as he maneuvered, and lifted my legs, bending
my knees back to my chest, and diving in, to lap his tongue over my ball
sack, then down my cleft, and pressed into my small pucker. I jumped, and
beat at the bed with my clenched fists, as he tongued me there, long, wide,
swipes in my crack, followed by rapid little flicks at my hole. He gripped
my small cheeks, and spread me, his tongue pressing fully against my
center, then, through, plunging up inside me, as I groaned, and thrashed,
from the incredible feeling. My cock was rock hard once again, and drooling
my slick precum as he tongue fucked me, and I watched small, bright, lights
dance around my eyes.

Soon, Al pulled away, and seized the k-y, squeezing a large glob onto
hand. He brought his hand back to my core, and swabbed the slipper stuff
into my tunnel, moving two fingers into me expertly, as I moaned, and
panted. I watched, as he replenished the k-y on his hand, and laved it onto
his thick, hard, cock, then scooted closer to me on his knees, and pressing
downward on his cock, he pressed the wide head gently to my pucker. I
rolled my head side to side, and mumbled, telling him yes, yes, yes, hurry,
fuck me!

He pressed into me, and in one, long, slow, thrust, buried that thick cock
fully into my quaking chute. I groaned, and grunted, feeling his thickness
fill me, and stretch me, and I gasped, winching slightly at the initial
pain if his entry, then exhaled, as I stretched, loving the fullness of him
in me, and clamped my muscles down on him. He paused, then, slowly
withdrew, stopping again, with just the head inside me. He flexed again,
and that slippery man meat once again buried its full length into me. In,
and out, in, and out, he fucked me, my body a continuous explosion of
sensations, and I panted, and grunted, lifting my small butt off the bed,
and thrusting it at his charging cock, rolling it, and blabbering to him,
yes, yes, yes!

He kept at it, pausing from time to time, delaying his climax, both of us
wanting it to go on forever. Finally I was lost to it all, and my hand flew
to my aching cock, gripping it, fist flying up and down it, until it just
exploded, and sprayed my second load all over, splattering onto my heaving
tummy, and chest. Al shook his head side to side, and puffed, withdrawing
yet again, then plunged deeper than ever into me, and I yelped, as I felt
his shaft thicken, and jerk, as he blasted ropes of thick cumm into me,
filling me with his copious fluids. Finished, he rolled to the bed on his
side, pulling me with him, so that we stayed joined, as he lightly kissed
me, our tongues dancing together.

Rested, Al gently slid his spent cock out of me, and I groaned from the
empty feeling, then giggled, as I felt his massive discharge begin to leak
from my gaping hole, sliming my ball sack, and legs. He stood, and helped
me to my feet, slid his arm around me, and steered us to the shower. We
stood close under the hot spray, and soaped each others body, cleansing the
traces of our incredible sex. Al turned me, and I put my hands against the
stall, as he knelt behind me, spreading me open, and gently soaped, and
rinsed the last of his cumm from my still leaking pussy. Out of the shower,
we wrapped large fluffy towels around our waists, and went into the living
room, where Al fixed us new drinks, and ordered a pizza delivery.

Waiting for the pizza, we snuggled on the sofa, half watching the TV, and
chatting quietly about the mutual joys of our summer, and discussed ways
that we might be able to be together in the future. I think we both knew in
our hearts that there was slim chance of it happening any time soon, given
our coast to coast separation, and my two remaining years of high school,
but it was comforting to at least discuss the possibility.

The door bell rang, and Al went to answer it, asking the pizza deliver guy
to come in, and he went to the kitchen to retrieve his wallet. The guy was
maybe 20, or so, really cute, and he stood in the foyer, first letting his
eyes follow the retreating Al, then crossing the foyer, to meet my eyes,
and he smiled, as I felt a deep blush crawl up my cheeks, realizing what he
must be thinking, an adult man, and teen boy, both dressed in only
mid-section towels, and smelling freshly showered. He winked at me, nodding
very slightly, and gave me a thumbs up sign. My blush grew deeper, and I
looked away, somewhat embarrassed. Al returned, paid off the stud, and sent
him on his way. He carried the hot pizza into the living room, and we
attacked it hungrily.

The meal finished, I stretched out on my stomach across the sofa, and
bunched up a small pillow under my chin, next to Al's thigh. Reaching out,
I lightly stroked the bare skin of his thigh where his towel had parted,
then, tugged at the towel, separating it, and spreading it open, to expose
his semi-hard cock. I gripped it, and rubbed the smooth skin up and down,
looking closely at the thick member, and shivering, as I recalled the
feeling of that thickness sliding in an out of my most secret place. Al's
cock grew fully hard in my hand, and I played with it more, as he laid
back, opening his legs, and made soft grunting noises as I rubbed
him. Soon, a shiny drop of his precum appeared at the tip of his stiff
cock, and I nudged myself forward, my tongue coming out to lap at the slick
pearl, my taste buds coming alive with his nutty flavor. Raising a bit, I
held the base of his shaft in my fingers, and engulfed his thick shaft
inside my mouth, swallowing him, until my mouth was stuffed with his man
meat, and I moved my head, sucking him, my fingers cupping, and lifting his
balls. Al was moaning, and he stroked my back, and my creamy ass cheeks, as
I sucked him hungrily, eager to taste his thick ball juice.

Soon, his moans became more intense, and his hands moved to press at the
back of my head, as his hips lifted from the sofa, and he flexed, driving
his cock into my throat, and I gagged slightly, then swallowed, causing him
to yelp, and flex upward again, and I felt his cock pulsing , as he pumped
his thick cream into my gulping throat. I gulped, and gagged, and swallowed
as fast as he filled my mouth. Al finally stopped cumming, and I released
his cock, turning my head to smile up at him, his acrid taste alive in my
mouth, and small dribbles of his essence drooling from the corner of my
mouth. He grinned at me, and ruffled my hair, then sagged back against the
sofa, as I gently licked at his now soft cock.

I sat up, and Al got up, going to the bathroom. I picked up my drink, and
sipped at its sweetness. I tossed my own towel to the floor, and settled
back, feet stretched out on the table, and sat idly watching the TV, and
gently stroking my cock. Al returned, and sat beside me, put his arm across
my shoulders, and watched intently as I played with myself, telling me how
hot it was seeing me do that, and encouraging me make myself cumm for
him. I somehow found that really exciting, to jack myself off for him,
letting him see my cumm fly, and my heart raced, as my stroking picked up
pace. He kept mumbling encouragements, his fingers lightly tracing over my
thigh, and occasionally toying with my balls. I stoked faster now, my hips
moving against the sofa, and my cock head swelling, and drooling my juice,
until I felt my balls jump, and my cock jerked in my fist, and erupted, my
load flying everywhere, spraying my stomach, and thighs, in the pearly
juice, as I groaned, and panted.

I sagged against Al, and he pulled me close, stroking my skin, and telling
me how awesome that had looked, my making myself cumm for him. We cuddled,
and eventually I went to clean up, then we settled in to snuggle, and watch
TV, idly touching each other. A couple of hours later, Al switched off the
TV, and pulled me to my feet, leading me back to the bedroom, and his
bed. I laid down, and Al came down beside me, his lips brushing mine
lightly, then he snuggled me, an arm over my chest, and we drifted off to
sleep, sated, and slightly exhausted.

Dim daylight filtered past the drapes as I opened my eyes, feeling an
urgent need to pee. I slipped out of bed, and walked naked to the toilet,
and relieved my aching baldder, stretching, and coming slowly more awake. I
splashed some eater in my face, and rinse out my morning mouth, then walked
back to the bed, and lay down. Al stirred, and mumbled a good morning, then
added that a pee was a fine idea, and slid out of bed. I watched him, and
felt my cock stir, as my eyes focused on his thick cock as it swung with
his walking. I moved my hand between my legs, and grasped the smooth shaft,
stroking it gently, and remembering the events of the incredible night. Al
returned from the bathroom, and I smiled as I watched him cross the room,
my eyes fixed on his cock.

He laid down, and rolled on his stomach, scooting in next to me, his arm
going across my chest in a hug. He nuzzled my neck, licking at my skin, and
nibbling at my ear as his hand stroked my chest, and teased my small
nipples. Moving lower, he rubbed my soft tummy, then down to stroke my
thighs, and softly finger my balls. My cock rose to full attention, and he
gripped it, sliding the skin over the rock hard shaft, and teasing over the
spongy head. Soon his soft lips were at my stiffened nipples, moving back
and forth, before lapping his way down to my pulsing cock, which he licked,
and sucked gently. Releasing my cock, his warm mouth captured my tight
balls, and sucked them gently.

Letting my balls go, Al moved is hands to my side, and gently rolled me
onto my stomach. His hands moved over my back, and massaged my small ass
cheeks, his finger invading my cleft, and teasing over my small pucker once
again. I gasped at his touch, and slid my knees up under me, rising my
butt, and offering it to him obscenely. He chuckled at my boldness, and his
fingers gripped my melons, and spread me open, as he leaned into me, and
drove his magic tongue into my exposed cleft, and dug at my very core. He
lapped me, and sucked at me, rolling his tongue, and pressing it inside my
hot tunnel as I groaned, and pushed back at him wantonly.

He ate me, God, how he ate me! I can still feel it today, all these years
later! I was fully up on my knees, and spread wide, as he tongued me over
and over, his hand working my steel hard cock, until I was sure I'd die, it
all felt so unbelievably good! Finally, he pulled away, and I felt the bed
stir, as he found the ky, and I groaned, as I felt the cool, slick goo swab
around my pussy, Al's finger again pressing into my chute, slicking me, for
his thick cock. I grunted, and pushed out at his intrusion, begging for his
cock in my pillow muffled voice. He stirred again, positioning himself onto
his knees, and scooting close to me. And I felt the spongy firmness of his
cock head at my core. His hands gripped my slim hips, and he pressed into
my tightness, grunting as his head slipped through. I moaned deeply,
pressing out, and exhaling deeply, as his thickness buried its length fully
inside me, once again. The by now familiar rhythm began, as he drove in and
out of me, fucking me, in that magical way of his, while I soared, filled
with thousands of sensations, all at once.

His thrusts were bumping my prostate on each stroke, and his hand continued
a steady pumping of my aching cock, until my balls gave it up, and my cumm
ejected, splattering on several small pools across the sheet, me groaning,
and grunting, and Al never missing a beat in his relentless assault on my
burning pussy.

I rolled my head, and panted, fists pounding the mattress, as Al drove in
and out of me, until he emitted a loud grunt, and buried his cock into me,
as his load jetted into me, filling my insides with ropes of his creamy
cumm. He rolled onto his side, and held me closely to him, cock still
buried in me, and we collapsed together, chests heaving. Calming down, we
separated, and Al's cock slid out of me noisily, and I felt the immediate
wetness of his copious load draining from my stretched hole. I rolled over
to face him, and he hugged me, our lips meeting in a soft kiss.

Rested, we shared another shower, after which Al sucked me to a second
orgasm as he dried my body. We dressed, and went out to breakfast. Al drove
back to the park near my house, and we sat chatting a while. Finally, I
needed to report in at home before my parents became suspicious, and we
parted, and I walked the short distance home, totally aware of the
tenderness in my butt, and the newly found lust in my young heart.

So ends the saga of my incredible fifteenth summer. Al went on to his
career pursuits in New York City, and I returned to my Junior year of high
school, albeit much changed. In those days of no email, staying in touch
was difficult, since Al could hardly drop me a post card at home, and we
pretty much lost touch. Rod would mention him from time to time when his
family had some contact with Al, but I never spoke directly with him
again. While there was a certain sadness to that, I did come away with a
life long fondness of the memory of my Fifteenth Summer. Thanks for letting
me share, and for your interest in the story!

The End
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