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The Panama City Kid

Panama City, Florida, is a relatively quiet beach resort area on the Florida 
Gulf Coast.  There are a lot of condominiums and summer rentals, and there's a 
small U.S. Air Force base nearby.  Many people from North Florida, Georgia, 
and Alabama go there for the beaches in the summer, but in general it's a 
pretty quiet area.  I spent some time there while I was in the Air Force, and 
once I was there for about ten days while staying at the local base.

It was a quiet, boring Saturday night, and I decided to go to the local gay 
bar for the evening.  There was only one gay club, and it was located right on 
the main street of the downtown area.  The street ran perpendicular to the 
beach area, and it ended at a large public parking area with a fishing pier.  
I arrived at the bar at about 8:45, and since it was so very early I wasn't 
too excited about going into what I knew would be an empty bar.  Almost no one 
arrived there until 10:30 pm at least.  It was still light outside.  I parked 
a few doors down the street from the bar and got out to walk inside when I 
suddenly noticed a kid coming toward me from the direction of the bar.  I 
hadn't noticed him before, but I assumed that he'd just walk on past.  When I 
had gotten almost to the door of the bar and started to turn in, the kid 
rushed back up to me and asked if I had the time.  I wasn't wearing a watch, 
and since I was in no hurry to get into the bar early, I walked back to my car 
to check the clock.  I told him the time and started back into the bar.

As I got almost to the door, the kid called me again and asked if I had a 
match.  He looked too young to smoke, but again I didn't have a match so I 
went back to the car to let him use the lighter.  I thought is was odd that he 
had just used two of the oldest lines in the book ("Got the time?" and "Got a 
match?"), but it never crossed my mind that he might be trying to pick me up. 
 He looked too young.  Finally, I started back to the bar when he called me 
back and asked for directions to an address just outside of town.  He was from 
Tallahassee and was visiting an aunt for a few days.  He needed to get back to 
her house.

Since it appeared that he was determined to keep me from going into the bar, 
and since it was still early, I said what the hell, I'd just give him a ride. 
 It was near the base and it would help me kill the time.  He hopped in the 
car and we started off driving out of the downtown area.  For some reason, I 
asked him how long he'd been downtown.  He said that he'd just gotten there.  
That struck me as odd, and I asked him why he was already going back home if 
he'd just arrived downtown.  He seemed a little uncomfortable and said that he 
didn't really want to go home yet, that he just wanted a ride.  So, I turned 
around and drove back to the beach parking lot at the end of the main street. 
 I parked facing the ocean and we just started talking.

He seemed a bit uncomfortable and fidgety, but I never once though of him in 
sexual terms.  He was probably 14-15 and looked like he must have been in the 
10th grade.  We talked a while about the area, about Tallahassee where Florida 
State University is located, and lots of other innocent topics.  I looked out 
the car down the beach, and suddenly I felt his hand on my crotch.  He started 
rubbing my cock and balls in my jeans, and I saw that he was squeezing his own 
cock at the same time.  I was really startled, but all of his other actions so 
far quickly made sense: he was horny and looking for a man.  That's why he 
must have been hanging around waiting for someone to come along to the bar.

Before I could decide what I should do, he had opened my jeans, pulled out my 
cock, and was sucking it like a hungry calf.  There I was sitting in a car in 
a public parking area at twilight with a horny teenager sucking my cock.  I 
kept trying to get him to stop in case someone could see us, but it was 
virtually impossible to pry his mouth off of my cock.  He really wanted some 
cock bad.

Finally I talked him into shutting off his human milking machine to go to a 
more private area.  I had no place to go because I was staying on base, and we 
certainly couldn't have gone to his aunt's house.  No matter how liberal she 
might be, I couldn't see myself saying "Hello!  Mind if I use your guest room 
to fuck your teenage nephew?"  Since I had a private room in the Visiting 
Officers' Quarters on the base, I decided to take him there.  We drove back to 
the base with him holding onto my hard cock the entire time (about 15 
minutes).  I was surprised that the guard at the gate didn't notice anything.

I got back to the room and closed and locked the door to the bathroom, which I 
shared with one other room.  A coworker was staying in that room, and I 
couldn't imagine what would have happened if he had opened the door at the 
wrong time.  I turned to the kid and saw that he was almost literally panting 
by now.  He tore my shirt off and yanked my jeans to the floor with one grab. 
 My dick had just flopped out of my underware and he was on it again, sucking 
and licking like a madman.  I finally got him to slow down and slowly 
undressed him.

He had told me that he played some sports in school, and his body showed that 
he was telling the truth.  He was about 5'5" with blond hair and a well 
developed chest and arms for his age.  He had very little body hair but a 
thick patch of soft pubic hair surrounding his cock.  I took his cock in my 
hand and was surprised at how thick and hard it was.  It must have been about 
five 1/2 inches, but very thick for such length.  He was cut and his balls 
were hairless and rather small.

We rolled around on the single bed for a while sucking and kissing, then he 
wanted me to fuck him.  He had never been fucked before, but he really wanted 
it.  I tried all angles and techniques for almost 1/2 hour, but I couldn't get 
my cock head into his tight ass.  I could tell that he was disappointed, but 
as soon as I stuck my cock in his face again he seemed happy.  He sucked me as 
I continued to play with his butt hole.  He sucked until I was ready to cum, 
but he wouldn't stop when I told him.

He sucked harder and grabbed my balls as I shot a big load down his throat.  
He took it all, swallowing like he was hungry.  He kept on sucking my dick 
gently until it shrank and got soft I his mouth.

His cock by now was sticking straight out and was about as swollen and hard as 
it could possibly get.  I sucked him for a couple of minutes very slowly to 
keep him from coming.  I then started suckling a little harder as I 
finger-fucked his tight asshole.  He loved that.  I kept fucking him that way 
until he started to cum.  He grabbed his cock from my mouth and started 
pumping it with his hand.  I started to take my finger out, but he almost 
yelled out "NO!  LEAVE IT THERE... FUCK ME..."  I plunged my finger further 
into his butt and he shot over his head, then all over his chest and stomach. 
 Each spurt caused his butt to throb and tighten around my finger.  At last 
when he relaxed I gently pulled my finger out of him.  I had never seen so 
much cum from such small nuts.

We cleaned up and got dressed, then I drove him to his aunt's house, which 
wasn't very far away.  He seemed a little embarrassed afterward, but we had a 
good talk in the room and on the way to his aunt's place.  He knew he was gay, 
but his options at that time were very limited.  He's probably in his late 
twenties now, and I wonder if he remembers that night.

I never did make it to the bar that evening.