Date: Fri, 2 Sep 2011 10:21:38 -0700 (PDT)
From: Raj Pepper <backinthehayloftagain@yahoo.com>
Subject: Happy Cocksuckers, Almost Summer, 1962, part 2

Happy Cocksuckers, Almost Summer, 1962, part 2


Attention readers.  This is a continuation of a story called

A Very Young Man's Summer Job

It went to 9 chapters here on Nifty under ADULT YOUTH so far,
but I am switching it over to the HIGH SCHOOL section for a while, and
titling it

Happy Cocksuckers, Almost Summer, 1962


mm, mmM

Disclaimer.

If you are under 18, do not read this story.  If erotic fiction is illegal
where you are, leave this site.


See author's notes at the end, if you like.
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Happy Cocksuckers, Almost Summer, 1962

Everyone has that moment when sex becomes real, that week, that
month where what had been abstract pictures in old magazines
tucked away and stories overheard in the locker room become
sweat, pounding hearts and rasping breath, wide eyed with wild
smiles and full of passions that one didn't even realized existed
until that moment.

This was the first month of that journey for
me.

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Theo rode along next to me, the panic and fear and tears now suddenly gone
from his face as I explained that Mr. Connors hollered at me for being so
careless, but he didn't call my mom.

Conners said the only time no one is around is Monday afternoons, I added.

Theo was quiet for a minute, then said What do you think he meant by that?

I'm not sure, I said, but I think he means that if you and me were ever
going to stay late like that again, we better do it on a Monday.

Wow, Theo said, and we rode together for another minute in silence.

We rode past the square and the library, past the nice end of Milltown
where Theo lived and into the Oak Hill neighborhood where me and Robby
live.  We just kept going up until we reached one of the entrances to
Skytop Trail, turned onto the gravel path and rode on.

The trail looped around the upper edges of Oak Hill, and there were some
nice views as we rode along.  Soon we could see the picnic park off to the
right, and the tidy block house building that was the rest room for the
area.  Even though it wasn't kept locked up, everything there was always
clean and well painted.  We rolled our bikes around to the far side, away
from the view of the picnic grounds, and sat on the bench against the wall.

We knew we weren't entirely alone.  One car had a mother and kids playing
at the opposite end of the little park, and there was a pick up parked
closer that I recognized from working at Miller's Hardware.  The sons and
workers from Martin's Farm often stopped in for sacks of feed and other
miscellaneous, and that was one of their vehicles, for sure.

Theo and I sat there, enjoying the vista view that this park and the trail
were designed to feature.  No one could see us, and we looked at each other
and started to grin those wide eyed grins as our hands started to push and
pull on our cocks through our shorts and underwear.  In a flash we had
belts and pants undone, and were jerking off once again.  I moved over and
stroked Theo's dick and his hand went for mine.

There was a little gravel path that led from the building back to the
trail, and a much less noticeable path that continued past that into the
brush and short trees a little down the hill.  As I was enjoying the late
afternoon sun and the feel of Theo's dick, I looked towards that further
path and thought maybe we should go find a place to 69.  Imagine my shock
as I saw some movement there in the distance, then John Martin appeared and
started to walk towards us.  Oh shit! we both hissed as we tucked dicks
away and pulled shirts down as if we weren't doing anything.

John Martin was a nice guy, strong, handsome and built from working the
farm.  I would guess he was in his mid 20s, married, kids and wife who
sometimes came into the hardware store with him.  He saw me and recognized
me, smiled and walked right up and said Hi, you guys seem to be relaxin'.
C'mon this way and I'll show you a better place to relax.

I looked at Theo, and I was clearly smiling a smile that said it was OK.
Theo grinned and we stood and followed John right back the way he'd just
come.  A minute's walk along what was really only a hint of a path, John
turned and seemed to just walk into a big fir tree.  On the other side was
an open space surrounded by thick furs.  Someone had cut some low rustic
benches that faced each other, and John went towards the one as he motioned
for us to sit on the other.

The next move he made seemed so friendly and natural in those surroundings,
especially considering that he'd almost 100% seen or at least understood
what Theo and I had been up to back up the hill.  He unbuckled his belt and
undid his pants, dropped them to his ankles and nonchalantly said I used to
jerk off here with my brothers and some friends all the time when I was
your age.

He sat down and leaned back, spread his knees and started stroking a thick
and very manly man dick.  Theo and I stood for a minute, our backs to our
bench facing John, watched his stroking pretty intensely, looked at each
other and smiled, and in an instant our pants were down, our naked buts on
the old smooth wood, our knees spread, and our hands on our dicks.

I watched John pump his cock, and looked at his face.  He was all smiles,
and was looking back and forth at both of our young man dicks.  Its OK, he
said, You guys can jerk each other off like you were doing up the hill.
Hell, I won't tell anybody.

I moved closer to Theo as he moved closer to me.  We were all hands and
dicks and laughs, and I was completely excited by the whole scene.  If you
want, John said, smiling, then hesitated.  You guys want to jerk my cock?
John asked, and I was hoping he would ask.  Come on, I said to Theo and we
kicked off our shorts and socks and sneakers and plopped down on our knees
on either side of John.  We both reached for his cock, and our hands were
suddenly all over it, exploring its length, its girth, the way the skin
moved, the shape of the shaft and especially the shape of the big mushroom
head.  Our hands moved all over his hair and his balls.  It was a good
looking cock, and I wanted to just go ahead and suck on it, but Theo had
never seen or sucked a real grown up dick, as far as I knew, and I leaned
back a little to give him some more room.  I used one hand while he kept
using two, exploring every bit of it, getting a real feel for it, and
getting a close look at it.  He seemed mesmerized by the hair, and the way
John's ball hung.  As I slowly stroked him during all this, I started to
turn John's dick more towards Theo.  I watched his face and I could see
that same crazy, drunken look I probably got on my face.  His mouth opened
and his breath came harder.  His hands slipped off John's cock and rested
on his thighs.  Now it was just me jerking that cock towards his mouth, and
Theo's mouth opening wider as he leaned over that broad cock head.  John's
body moved forward on the bench just a tiny bit, and I was stroking it
right up there, almost to his lips.  Theo's mouth opened even wider, and he
was panting as he leaned a little bit closer, my cock filled hand jerking
it towards his mouth.

I was watching so closely, my face right in there.  Theo looked like he was
going to swoon as his eyes seemed to glaze and his tongue lolled out.  His
panting was causing his upper body to sway, and I kept stretching shaft and
the tip up with each stroke towards his open mouth.  His rolling torso
rolled forward and his tongue was suddenly, finally, resting on, pressing
against the front of that handsome cock head.  Still heaving back and forth
some, I could see his tongue start to press and then swirl the cock I was
still stroking.  Theo moaned, and John moaned, followed by an almost
inaudible That's right.  Theo's hand circled the shaft again and he raised
his head up a little and wrapped his lips around it and started to suck a
real man cock for the first time.

I let go and leaned back just a little, but wanted to see so I stayed
pretty close.  This was only the third time Theo had ever sucked anyone's
dick, and the first time it was a man.  His breathy moans were quiet but
really intense.  I was pumping my cock, and heard John say Now you take
over for a minute.

I was right on it, and I loved the firmness of the edges of the big
mushroom in my mouth.  He really gave no warning at all when a bolt of hot
come came shooting out, and then more as I sucked and swallowed and made
funny noises all at the same time.

Is he coming?  Theo asked, and I looked and Theo's face was as close to me
as mine had been to him when he'd had a mouthful of cock.  Here, I said and
pointed it at him.  He sucked quickly and I worked the last ropes of jizz
up the length of John's shaft and into his mouth.  Theo sucked hard and
worked the globs of jizz off the tip as I squeezed them up the length of
John's flesh muscle.

We looked at John and his expression said all we needed to hear.  Now you
two sit close, and he gently pushed us backwards towards our bench.  We
were thigh to thigh and grinning from ear to ear as John got on his knees
in front of us and proceeded to alternate back and forth.  I rested my hand
on his muscular shoulder while he sucked mine, and I liked the manliness of
it all.  He was a young man.  I was a young man.  Theo was a young man, and
here we all were, sucking cocks like wild young men.  We both came like
little cannons, and John seemed to enjoy missing some of it and letting it
drool down our shafts, soaking what little hair we had and glazing our
balls.

As John got his pants in order, he smiled and said Someday you guys will
screw girls, and let me tell you that is as great as everyone says, but
remember, if you still want to get your cock really sucked, or just feel
like suckin' dick, this little grove of trees is the best!

He smiled and waved and disappeared back out through the trees, while we
still sat there, dazed and come covered with our pants off and silly grins
on our faces.

Here, I said, let me clean all that up, and I pushed Theo back a little and
sucked wet lips along his ball sack and his upper thighs and the lower part
of his belly, licking off half dried come.  His cock grew back to attention
and I went ahead and stretched out on the pine needles.  Without a word
spoken or even needed, Theo moved around for a side by side 69.  As I
stroked his cock, now fully hard again, and licked and licked the head and
piss slit, I could feel him moving my cock to the side, one way and then
the other, sucking up half dried come from my balls, then we were both
gulping cock again like wild things.

I was sucking Theo and thinking how amazing it had been watching him
swallow a grown up man dick for the first time.  The I stopped sucking and
looked down at Theo and said How about John Martin's big dick?  Theo popped
my cock out of his mouth and giggled It was great!  I kept stroking him,
but kept talking.  It was really cool watching you suck that man-dick, I
laughed.  You sucked it, too, he said, still giggling.  How about all that
hair? he said and his hand sped up a little on my cock.  How about all that
jizm? I laughed, and sped my strokes up, too.  Did it shoot really hard? I
only tasted the end of it.  Yeah, I said, a real cock rocket blast, and we
both burst into laughs, then both started sucking cock while stroking and
head bobbing.  I could feel my jizz coming on and hoped Theo was going to
come again, too.

I'm gonna jizz, I said, and let go an energetic shot of young man juice
into Theo's mouth, my hips bucking pretty intensely.  I felt him tense and
then buck and moan through a mouthful of my dick as he shot a second round
into my mouth, smaller this time, just sort of lubing the insides of my
mouth with jism, but enough to make it fun.  Enough for a good taste.  We
both flopped back onto our backs and just lay there panting and grinning.

What a great discovery!  What a great session of sucking dicks with someone
completely unexpected!  What a great experience watching Theo become even
more of a man!




Stay tuned for the next chapter.

AUTHOR'S NOTES:

Like all my stories, this one is a combination of real experiences and
situations and people from my life used as the jumping off point for
storytelling. I freely change places and dates and sometimes combine
several people into one character to make for a better tale.  Though this
one does not, I love stories that take place in the tack room of the barn,
whether straight, bi or gay, because that was central to my sexual
experiences growing up.

Though this story takes place before I was 18, I do not wish to relive my
comically promiscuous youth. If you are under 18, or like to pretend you
are, go away. If you are over 18 and think you'd like to talk about
something you've done or wish to do that is in any way questionable,
legally, go away. Period. I write my stories for fun, because I enjoy the
feeling I get from writing them. My character is always freely making
choices, in control of his own destiny and passions, and having fun. Man or
woman, if you have a great sense of humor, find my stories amusing, and
have some sort of comment, feel free to write.

backinthehayloftagain@yahoo.com

Otherwise, just enjoy!

Raj Pepper