Date: Wed, 1 Jan 2014 19:00:46 -0800 (PST)
From: Lumberton45 <lumberton45@yahoo.com>
Subject: After the reunion - 2

Hey guys, you have to be 18+ to read this. This story contains sexual
encounters between teenage boys.  If this offends you or is illegal where
you are from, please leave now without reading any further.

Thanks to all of you who took the time to provide feedback on my first
attempt at writing and for encouraging me to continue sharing my
recollections of fun times with my high school friends.

Please read the previous chapter to fully understand the reasons I felt
compelled share my memories with you. Some of the guys may appear in more
than one story. These remembrances will not be in any particular order but
will instead be told to you as I encounter different people from my past
while at my twentieth high school reunion.

I welcome any and all feedback / comments. This story is entirely
fictional. All characters, settings and situations are the product of my
imagination.

Let me hear from you at: lumberton45@yahoo.com


After The Reunion - 2


	Randy and I stood and talked with Dean and Melissa for a few
minutes then excused ourselves and made our way to the bar for a much
needed drink. While the bartender worked his magic I turned and surveyed
the crowd. Many of the people at the reunion were gathered in small groups
reminiscing about shared high school memories or attempting to sum up the
events of their lives over the twenty years following graduation. The
sounds of the band playing, scattered laughter and excited recognitions of
faces from the past filled the banquet room. Randy and I were standing on
the fringe of the activity when a tall, slender woman who possessed what I
can only refer to as classic beauty approached saying "I am so glad you
made it! I was thinking about you the other day and wondering if you'd be
here tonight!"

	Let me say that nametags are wonderful and an essential part of any
reunion. If Sonya had not been wearing one I can honestly say I wouldn't
have known who she was. The beautiful woman with the striking figure, long
legs and long blond hair was so drastically different from the slightly
overweight brunette with a mouth full of braces that I remembered. She and
I had been pretty good friends. We shared several classes and we both
played trumpet in the marching band. Late one Friday night on the bus ride
back from an out of town football game, she had made an admission that I
wasn't expecting.  She opened up and admitted that she had a crush on me
and asked if I might have any feelings for her. I squirmed in the bus seat
wishing that I could be anywhere but there at that moment. I had tried to
let her down easy but could tell that she was hurt after opening herself up
like that and not getting the desired response.

	I introduced Sonya to Randy and she smiled slyly at me, turned to
face him and said "You're a lucky guy, Randy. If I'd had my way... he
wouldn't have been available when you two met." I laughed and responded "I
knew things about myself back then that I wasn't quite ready to share with
everyone yet."  She looked back at me and said again "Randy's a really
lucky guy." A couple of women standing nearby called her name rather loudly
and she turned toward them and shrieked "Oh my God! I can't believe it!"
while moving in their direction. Randy elbowed me and whispered "I have to
agree... I am a lucky guy." I just smiled at him. He had no way of knowing
that I'd heard those words before.

       About a month after letting her know that we would never be
together, Sonya began dating another trumpet player named Andy. He and she
made an odd couple. As I mentioned she was quite tall and Andy... let's
just say he'd never make it as a basketball player. None the less they
became inseparable. There were Saturday night dates, school dances and
brief meetings in the hallway between classes. Of course they could be seen
in the cafeteria every day eating lunch with her giggling at whatever joke
Andy had told. He kept her and many of us laughing all the time in one way
or another.  He could deliver a joke with perfect comedic timing and was
always willing to do anything to get a laugh out of anyone he could.

       What I had really wanted to say to Sonya was "Thank you." as she was
responsible for Andy becoming one of the guys who had shared himself with
me on a number of occasions. Late one Saturday night, as I was just about
to go to bed, I heard a light knock on my bedroom window. Pulling the
curtain aside I was greeted by Andy's smiling face and his hand motioning
me to come outside. My parents had gone to bed about an hour before and my
younger sister on a sleepover at a friend's house. The house was quiet as I
crept to the kitchen door and slipped into the warm night air to find him
sitting on the tailgate of my dad's truck. I sat next to him and for the
next twenty minutes or so I listened to him expressing his frustration
brought on by the fact that he couldn't get into Sonya's pants. He said he
had tried almost everything and she just wouldn't give in. He told me that
his repeated requests for her to give him a blow job... a hand
job... anything... had caused the two of them to have a big fight earlier.
He had driven her home and dropped her off, then came to my place. He said
he didn't know how much longer he could stand it. "I want to feel someone
else's hand jacking me off or sliding their warm mouth over the head of my
dick! Blue balls are a BITCH!"

       I quieted him down before he woke up my parents and told him that it
was getting late and that he had better head home. He said he didn't want
to go home and asked if he could stay the night at my house. He'd never
stayed over before but I told him it would be okay but that he'd have to be
quiet until we got to my room. We moved through the house without a sound
and once I closed my bedroom door I breathed a sigh of relief. I had a
double bed and told him he had two choices. He could sleep with me or he
could sleep on the floor. He said he had no problem sharing the bed so we
stripped down to our briefs and slid under the covers.

       We lay there for a few minutes and he again voiced his frustration
with Sonya's rejection when he wanted any type of action. I listened from
my pillow as he expressed his longing to have someone...  anyone... playing
with his dick. He seemed to stress the word "anyone". I felt my heart
pounding in my throat as I propped myself up on my elbow, reached over and
placed my right hand lightly on his briefs.  I felt his hardness through
the thin layer of white cotton. He didn't say a word and made no move to
stop me. I began moving my fingers, rubbing his dick and felt it give a
throb of encouragement. I moved my hand up to his smooth stomach, ran my
finger around his belly button for a moment then eased my fingertips below
the blue striped elastic waistband and pulled it away from his body. As I
had done to myself so many times I pulled the waistband down and hooked it
below his balls. With a thought toward his willingness to allow this and
what he might think of me afterward I asked "You okay with this?" His
wordless response left no doubt that he was a willing participant in what
was happening. He raised his butt off the bed, slid his underwear down his
legs then used his feet to push them completely off and left them in a ball
somewhere under the covers at the foot of my bed. He raised his right hand
above his head and waited not at all sure of where this was going.

       My own dick now measured around six and three quarter inches and I
had often looked at other guys at school and wondered about the size of
their equipment and how I compared. Andy always had quite a bulge in his
jeans and I had often wondered what treasures might be hiding there. I
scooted down a little in the bed and again reached for the hard throbbing
cock being offered by my friend. The massive pole that I had wrapped my
hand around had to be close to nine inches long and was much fatter than
I'd ever imagined. The shaft was pretty much the same size from just below
the head all the way to the base and had a slight downward curve to it. The
head was quite large and a good bit bigger around than the shaft. Andy was
only the fourth guy that I'd had fooled around with and I soon discovered
that I was holding the first uncircumcised dick I'd encountered. This added
to my own excitement and I began to stroke up and down the shaft pulling
the foreskin over the head of his dick.  He let out a low moan and parted
his legs a little. As I continued slowly masturbating my friend it seemed
that the foreskin was sliding over the head a little easier and somehow I
knew his precum was making this happen. I rarely produced much precum and
found it fascinating when Andy's began oozing out and flowing down onto my
hand. I kept this up for a few more moments until I couldn't resist any
longer and raised my hand to my mouth, licked it and had my first taste of
Andy's incredible nectar. The taste was awesome and I found it was almost
sweet to my taste buds.

       After swiping my tongue across the back of my hand I knew I wanted
more of that incredible tasting precum and I wanted it straight from the
source. Still a little unsure of how far he was willing to let me go I
tentatively leaned forward, pulled back his foreskin and engulfed the head
of Andy's cock. I began alternating between swirling my tongue around the
exposed head and worming the tip of it into his piss slit. I heard him suck
air in through his teeth and then heard him whisper... "Shit!" I took that
as sign that he was okay with what I was doing so I began working further
down the shaft while continuing to hold the foreskin back and I soon felt
the exposed head hit the entrance to my throat. I had found that without a
strong gag reflex I was pretty much a natural at deepthroating. I wasn't
quite sure if I'd be able to swallow this monster cock all the way but knew
I wanted to find out... but not yet. I wanted to hold something in reserve
for my friend. Knowing that this was his first time getting a blow job I
wanted it to be memorable. I'd wait until he thought it couldn't get any
better and then surprise him with a little something more. With that in
mind I removed my hand and let my lips travel back up the shaft dragging
the skin with them once again covering the head. I briefly ran my tongue
beneath the foreskin then worked my way back down until my mouth was once
again full of his teenage cock and held it there with my tongue fluttering
all over the shaft. I then began moving my mouth up and down on Andy's dick
at a steady pace and I could tell by his ragged breathing that he was
probably pretty close to shooting his load. I wasn't going to let that
happen just yet.

       Because of the very large head and the downward curve of his cock I
felt that I could give Andy more pleasure if I moved to a different
position. I pulled off his dick and got between his legs forcing him to
spread them a little wider. I fought the urge to resume sucking his
beautiful cock and decided instead to treat his balls to a little bit of
tongue action. Up to now I hadn't really paid much attention to his balls
but soon discovered that his nutsack was hairless and his balls were
huge. The thought raced through my mind that they were in perfect
proportion to his enormous dick and I wasted no time sucking the left one
into my mouth. I worked on it for a minute then swapped over to the right
one. Once I had his entire nutsack covered with a slick coating of spit I
had to see if I could get them both in my mouth at the same time. It was
definitely a challenge but as I sucked them both into my mouth I felt
Andy's hands on the back of my head pushing me into his crotch. "Oh my God!
That feels so good." I had such a mouth full that I wasn't able to do very
much tongue action but was determined to give Andy my best effort. His grip
on my head loosened and I slid off his balls and took a moment to catch my
breath.

       There was just enough light filtering into the room from the
streetlight outside for me to see Andy's face. He lay there totally naked
with me kneeling between his legs and he looked a little nervous.  His eyes
seemed to have a sparkle even in the dim light. I realized he was smiling
at me and I couldn't help but smile back. I asked "Is this what you had in
mind when you wished someone would give your dick a little attention?" He
lay silent for a moment as I rubbed on his thighs and replied "I never
dreamed it would be you doing it." I laughed a little and said "Surprise!"
which made us both laugh and I felt as though some of his nervousness was
fading away. My hands made their way back to his cock and I resumed playing
with his foreskin. "You've done this before?" he asked. "Only a few
times... but never with anything this big!" I replied while stroking the
full length of his dick. He laughed again and said "Yea... I'm kind of
proud of it. It started getting bigger when we were eleven and even I'm
surprised by how big it got." Still on my knees between his legs, I leaned
back and just looked at him in the dim light.  He had hair around his dick
but other than that his body was hairless. His nipples were about the size
of quarters and with his right arm raised over his head again I could see
the small tuft of hair in his armpit.

       I don't know how long I sat taking in the beauty of his naked body
but he brought me back to reality with one question... "So... are you gay?"
While I had come to terms with my sexuality in my own mind, I had never
gone so far as to say it out loud. "Yea..." I said softly. Feeling the
impact within after answering his question I admitted "You're the first
person that I have told." He spoke in an understanding tone and said
"That's cool. I never knew... I mean... you don't act all girly and shit."
We shared another smile then he continued "My cousin who is two years older
than we are is gay. He came out to our family last year when he brought his
boyfriend to Thanksgiving dinner. Nobody really acted surprised or seemed
to have a problem with it but... I began to wonder what sex with another
guy might be like." I asked him "Well... how do you like it so far?" I
reached over and found his dick which had deflated somewhat and resumed
stroking it. The next thing he said disappointed me but also made me
respect his honesty. "I told you I'd thought about it but I'm not like
that. It's cool with me and all but I don't think I can do anything for
you, dude." "No problem. You okay if I keep doing what I've been doing?" I
asked hoping he'd let me continue. He said "If you're alright with it, I
got no problem letting you." He smiled again.

       I leaned forward and once again sucked his hardening cock into my
mouth. A low moan escaped him as I started at the tip and, using my lips,
pushed his foreskin down the shaft and continued until I had a little more
than half of it in my mouth. I set up a steady motion working on him and
was fully enjoying the new sensation of playing with his foreskin with my
tongue. I increased my suction and started bobbing my head faster. His
heavy breathing and a whimper or two told me that he was once again making
his way toward having an orgasm so I decided it was time for me to pull out
all the stops. I slid up to the head once more and worked the tip of my
tongue underneath his foreskin and swabbed the head of his dick a few
times. In actuality what I was doing was catching my breath for a moment
and convincing myself that I could actually swallow the massive throbbing
cock before me. I decided it was now or never. I first used my hand
starting at the head, pulled the skin down his rod and held it there at the
base. I worked the exposed tip with my tongue briefly then began my
descent. I didn't get any real reaction as I slid the first half back into
my mouth as he had grown used to me working that part of his manhood but
when I continued further down and his exposed head began entering my throat
I heard him say "Fuuuck!!!" As I removed my hand to allow my lips full
access, I began to wonder if I'd be able to complete my journey to the
base. As I questioned the capacity of my throat, I guess his instincts took
over and he thrust his hips upward and my question was answered. With the
unexpected thrust he had buried the entire length into my sucking throat
and I accidentally bit down just slightly on the base.  "Oh... That's so
fucking hot!" he moaned.

       Surprisingly I was quite comfortable with his huge piece of meat
filling my throat and stayed still and began working my throat muscles. His
hips slowly relaxed and lowered back down to the mattress and I made my way
back up. After catching a quick breath I plunged fully back onto his pole
stopping when I felt my nose nestled in his pubic hair. I repeated this a
time or two and it dawned on me that the downward curve of his dick was
working to benefit both of us at that point. I was enjoying the feeling of
the bloated cockhead as it traveled in and out of my throat and his virgin
dick was experiencing a blowjob the likes of which he'd never imagined and
he'd never be able to forget. All was going well when I suddenly gagged and
had to pull off his cock completely. He groaned and said "Damn! I was
getting so close." Deciding to prolong it further I left his dick alone for
a moment. It hung there in midair pulsing to the cadence of his
heartbeat. "I'm not ready for you to cum yet... I'm having too much fun." I
told him with another big smile on my face. He grinned and said "I guess I
should ask... Where do you want me to cum? In your mouth?" I didn't
hesitate when I told him "Hell yea. I'm working hard to get your load. I
damn sure want to taste it!" I was a little shocked by what he said
next. "When you went all the way down that first time and I felt you bite
down a little... I liked that. It let me know that you had the whole thing
in your mouth. I know it's big and I never thought anyone would be able to
do that." I was secretly pleased and asked him "You ready to cum?" He
didn't answer with words.

       I was still leaning forward with my head positioned above his crotch
and he reached up and pulled me back down as I opened my mouth and
continued sucking him. I worked all the way from the tip to the base a few
times thinking about what he'd said. I'd always been so careful about not
letting the guy I was sucking feel my teeth that I couldn't believe anyone
might actually enjoy me biting on their cock. The fourth or fifth time I
hit bottom and with him fully engulfed I started rotating my head and
throat back and forth around the shaft and I began to chew lightly around
the base being mindful not to use my teeth too much. I surely didn't want
to do any damage. The writhing and moaning he was doing convinced me that I
was doing something he liked. I came up, grabbed a quick breath plunged
back down and repeated the actions from my previous trip to the bottom of
his shaft. I thought I could feel it getting harder and knew he was close
but had to take one more breath. As I made my way back down he raised his
hips again and I bottomed out with all nine inches buried to the hilt. He
said, a little too loudly, "Oh... This is it!! Let me feel those teeth!!
Bite it, dude!!" Wanting him to have the most memorable blow job of his
life, I decided to comply and clamped down fairly hard. That must have done
it for him because his cock began pulsing wildly on my tongue he began
shooting torrents of cum down my throat. I let the first couple blasts
shoot deep in my throat but I selfishly moved up his rod so that I could
get a taste of the load I'd worked so hard to extract from the balls I was
now cupping in my left hand. Ordinarily low hangers, his nuts were drawn up
so closely to his body that I thought they'd end up inside him at any
minute. He continued jetting spurt after spurt of thick cum across my
tongue, filling my mouth and forcing me to swallow to keep it from running
down my chin. After I swallowed a couple of times the flow had reduced to
the final dribbles and I pulled down on his foreskin one last time and made
my way to the head cleaning his cum from his rod as I went. I cleaned all
around the head and heard him make a sharp intake of air a couple of times
and, knowing how sensitive my own dick would get after I'd cum, figured I
better stop. I reluctantly gave up his cock, licked my lips clean and
swallowed the cum that was left in my mouth.

       I got out from between his legs and moved back up to lay beside him
with my head on my pillow. I lay there watching him and listening as his
breathing returned to normal. I was more than a little curious as to how
he'd feel about what had just happened and whether this was going to impact
our friendship. He put my mind at ease when he looked my way and said "I
guess I'm pretty lucky." He looked over at me and noticed the quizzical
look on my face and continued "It seems that my dick has been hard since I
sprouted the first hair down there and now I find out that one of my best
friends is gay. Guess I now have my own personal cocksucker. As long as
you're okay with doing it without me returning the favor, you can swing on
my dick any time you want." I thought for a moment about what he'd just
said and I asked "What about Sonya?" He answered "What she don't know won't
hurt her...  and she better not find out. Nobody better find out. Not that
there's anything wrong with being gay...  I'm not... but if I have someone
who is willing to do things to me that make me feel as good as I'm feeling
right now then I'm certainly going to let him. Yea... I guess I'm pretty
lucky."

       I was still so excited after sucking Andy's cock that I had to jack
off. I told him that I had to cum but that I could go into the bathroom if
he wanted me to but he said "I can't ask you to leave your own bed. Just do
it here." With that he rolled over on his side facing me and propped his
head up on his right arm. I reached for the waistband of my underwear and
pulled them to my knees then wrapped my fist around my supercharged rod and
began to pull on it with long, even strokes knowing this wasn't going to
take long at all. I bet I blasted my load all over my tensed up stomach in
less than a minute which left me weak and breathless. As I lay there
thinking through the unexpected night of delights that we'd just shared I
heard Andy say "I know mine's big but, dude... you ain't got nothing to be
ashamed of. You're working with a pretty big dick yourself." I raised my
legs and pulled my underwear off completely and began cleaning up the mess
I'd just made on myself. "You ever eat your own spunk?" he asked. "Yea...
sometimes." I admitted. "I'd like to see that sometime. Maybe next time."
He added.

       Andy removed his arm and nestled his head into his pillow ready to
go to sleep and made no attempt to find his underwear which was still
floating somewhere under the covers. If he wasn't too worried about it then
neither was I. We both drifted off to sleep. When I woke the following
morning I sat up and looked over at Andy sprawled next to me. The covers
were covering his lower body but in the light of day I again drank in the
beauty of teenage body that I had explored the night before. I thought
about what he'd said about being a lucky guy and had to wonder which one of
us was the luckiest.

       Randy suddenly brought me back to the reunion by asking if I needed
another drink. I looked at him blinking for a moment as what he'd just
asked registered in my mind. He gave me a look of understanding and said
"I'm not sure where your mind was a moment ago but the look on your face
tells me you weren't anywhere in this room." I handed him my empty glass
and he gave a little chuckle as he headed back over to the bar.

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