Date: Sun, 13 Jun 2004 04:25:14 +0000
From: soccrjock16@comcast.net
Subject: "Ed" Two years later, chapter two

Ed and I
Continued

Last time I wrote about my friend Ed and I experimenting with sex when we
camped out in the back yard.  This account takes place two years later.
After the summer we took drivers Ed together we didn't hang out with each
other the following year in school.  I had shifted to a different group of
friends and so had he.  However, by our Jr. Year, he and I discovered we
were both regular pot smokers and I guess you could say we bonded over this
new found interest.  By now Ed had his own car and would often give me
rides to the high school for basketball games and other events.

On a Friday night, I agreed to go with him to a game.  When he picked me
up, he told me he had brought along a bottle of Southern Comfort and we
should get some cokes and drink it before going to the game.  Although I
had been experimenting with alcohol, I had never been drunk before.  I
preferred smoking pot.  We picked up cokes at the local gas station and
took a route through the country to reach the high school, which was 10
miles away.  On our way, we pulled into a country lane and added the
Southern Comfort to our cokes.  I drank mine pretty fast and then started
drinking strait from the bottle.  I was feeling pretty buzzed by the time
we reached our school.

At the game we flirted with some girls and I soon realized that drinking
had suddenly made me much more out going than I normally was when stoned on
pot (duh!).  Ed wasn't often very shy but I have to admit he was never very
smooth with women.  He had an off- beat sense of humor that usually failed
to make anyone laugh with any real sincerity.  In spite of his being very
good looking, Ed often struck out with the better looking girls and would
sometimes get real depressed about this.  However, tonight I think we got a
lot of attention because I was doing most of the talking and the really hot
girls were hanging with us and laughing at our drunken antics.

After the game, three good looking sophomore girls we had flirted with
earlier asked us for a ride home and we were both glad they wanted to tag
along with us.  After we dropped one of the girls off at her home, we
decided to go to a pizza joint and get something to eat.  Instead, we sat
in the parking lot and finished off the Southern Comfort with the two girls
still in the car.  Ed was in the front seat with one of them and I was in
the back with the other.  I was so buzzed that I took the initiative and
started making out with the girl sitting next to me (Tracy).  She was
getting hot and let me put my hand down her top and a little later down her
pants letting me finger her pussy while we kissed. Ed was also doing ok and
I could see him and Tina making out in the front seat.  Eventually one of
the girls said she needed to get home (curfew) so we drove both girls to
their homes and then drove to my parent's house.  Ed said he was too drunk
to drive the extra five miles to his house out in the country so we agreed
he'd sleep on my floor.

We were both pretty intoxicated and luckily my parents were asleep when we
entered my house and made a beeline for my bedroom.  We were both laughing
while stumbling around the room and joking about how fucking drunk we were.
I managed to put on an album (Black Sabbath) and told Ed to grab the
sleeping bag from the closet.  Ed must have fallen down about three times
before reaching the closet and I remember laughing at him but thinking,
"come on man, you can't really be all that drunk" because I had drank more
than him.  I spread out the sleeping bag for Ed to seep on as he started
taking his shoes.  Ed began acting as though he couldn't keep his balance
so I held onto him until he untied his shoes and then started taking off
his pants.  I had quickly undressed down to my boxers and was ready to jump
into my single sized bed.  It had been a successful night and I was ready
to fall asleep satisfied that I had been so popular at the game.  I
honestly wasn't thinking about Ed and I experimenting in the tent two years
earlier.  I was much more focused on just how cool it was to finally get
drunk on alcohol.  Ed had taken off his shirt but was still struggling with
his pants.  He again had fallen down and asked me if I would pull his jeans
off for him.  I laughed and walked over to him and began tugging on his
jeans that were already unbuttoned and pushed off his hips.

Once I pulled his jeans off he just laid there on the sleeping bag in his
white briefs.  He was looking up at me and smiling and it was then I
suddenly caught myself thinking about our night in the tent.  I have to
say, Ed looked better than ever in his skimpy white briefs.  He had traded
his interest in track for wrestling and weeks of practice had really paid
off.  His chest and arms were much more defined than before and like me, Ed
was naturally smooth.  Incidentally, being attracted to guys that wrestled
would now become a life-long pattern of mine because I liked the way
wrestling built a guy's body, especially his arms, chest and shoulders.
Also, wrestlers tended to be shorter guys and I'm sort of attracted to
short guys.  However, Ed was around 5'10" and was taller than me.

Looking at Ed in his briefs lying on the sleeping bag gave me an idea.
Stepping over him to get to my bed I pretended to stumble by tripping over
his legs and landed on top of him, chest to chest.  Ed and I both started
laughing and he quickly put his arms around me, squeezing me in a bear hug.
Almost immediately, he sought my lips and began to roughly kiss me, forcing
his tongue into my mouth.  I had never kissed a guy before and was both
shocked and turned on that he would do this.  I tried forcing my tongue in
his mouth and it became a trade off with both of us battling for dominance
against one another's mouth.  I'd never been kissed this roughly before and
it felt so incredibly different than kissing Tracy a couple hours earlier.
I could also feel Ed's 5 o'clock shadow scraping across my face and this
was also a totally new sensation for me.

We must have made out like that for about 10 minutes as we thrashed around
on the sleeping bag.  Next Ed, stopped kissing me and whispered why not
turn out the lights and get into the bed.  I was all for this and got up to
turn out the lights and felt my way across the room, climbing into bed with
Ed.  I could sense Ed moving around under the covers as he pulled off his
briefs.  He then tugged at my boxers, indicating to me that I needed to
take them off.  The moment we were nude we both had our fists wrapped
around each other's dicks, both rock hard.  Ed felt a little smaller than
me so I guess I had passed him up in the dick department.  Still he was
nice sized and his cock felt as hard as steal in my hand.  We continued
kissing and this time were gentler than our previous tongue assault on the
sleeping bag.  Maybe his face and mouth had become as raw as mine because
we no longer attacked one another as before.

Meanwhile, Ed's cock had started leaking cum as we slowly fisted each other
while making out in my bed.  Then, Ed stopped kissing me and started
scooting down under the covers searching for my dick with his mouth.  Once
he found my dick, he swallowed as much as he could and I could feel the
stubble from his beard graze my thighs.  I must have jumped because Ed
pressed his hand against my gut forcing me to lie still while he deep
throated my cock.  He had turned opposite me in the bed and I decided to
suck his dick as he sucked mine.  It was fantastic.  I could smell his musk
and he had a great scent that always suggested the smell of leather.  I've
never found this to be true of any other guy.  I was drunk enough to
eliminate any gag reflex I might have had and was able to suck his cock
with greater skill compared to the night spent in the tent.

We both spent the next 10 or so minutes moaning in ecstasy while working
our mouths along each other's shaft, trying to give each other head the way
we each liked it done to ourselves.  I could taste his salty precum leaking
out of his cock and it turned me on.  Ed also started squeezing my nuts and
would lightly run his hand around my ass cheeks.  Once he placed his finger
directly against my asshole and attempted to push it further inside but I
stopped him by reaching down and lightly punching his shoulder.  I just
wanted him to suck me off and I decided no one was going to penetrate my
asshole, not even with his or her finger.  Ed took the hint and started
paying more attention to my nuts by lifting off my cock so he could suck my
balls as I continued working on his dick.

By now I could feel the familiar sensation of cum starting to boil in my
nuts.  I grabbed Ed by his head and pulled him up by his hair off my balls.
I stopped sucking his cock and started forcing Ed back to my side with his
head on the pillow near mine.  I wanted to try kissing him while shooting
my load and basically that's what I did.  I found Ed's mouth while fisting
each other's spit covered cocks and I was once again wrestling his tongue
when we pumped our loads onto each other's guts.  After we stopped cumming
Ed put his mouth to my ear and asked, "so how was that?"  I whispered to Ed
I thought it was great.  However, I also felt guilty as hell, mostly from
he and I kissing, and eventually got out of the bed to sleep on the floor.

The next morning we both acted like nothing happened but I noticed a spots
of dried cum on his stomach before he left the room to take a shower.  My
lips and face felt chaffed and I worried Ed may have given me a hicky when
we were making out.  I started thinking I may need to throw up and didn't
know if it was from the alcohol or from feeling disgusted with myself.
However, when Ed was in the shower, I actually jacked off thinking about
what we did.  After his shower, Ed left the house, got in his car and drove
home.  This wouldn't be my last experience with Ed but it was probably the
best.