Date: Tue, 29 Jul 2003 04:04:50 -0700 (PDT)
From: Brooks Dawson <brooks_104@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Life Story part 2

Same usual disclaimer applies here, as it does in ever
other story here. Once again, this is a true story,
and there will be a few more to come. Thanks a lot
guys for the awesome emails, keep it up, I love you
guys.

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	My new found friend and I chatted on MSN for a few
weeks. We decided to get to know each other through
there, rather than be seen talking in person. After a
little while I discovered that he liked Acting,
singing, listening to Avril Lavigne. I also found out
that he came from a troubled family from eastern
Canada. So I felt a lot of sympathy for him, the worst
that's happened to me is getting yelled at by my mom.

	Although he is not the best looking guy, I was
satisfied that I was actually starting a relationship
so I would see past the looks. He asked me out through
MSN, it was to be arranged that I would pick him up at
his house. So a day later I drove my car over to his
house and as he said, he was outside waiting for me.
He got in my car without saying much, but a "hi, how
are you?". The trip up to the theater was intense
because I really wanted to be doing something, but was
too nervous to do anything. We arrived at the theater,
bought our tickets and were soon inside a nearly empty
theater; being a Wednesday evening, you can understand
why.

	We sat through most of the movie not doing much. Near
the end of the movie we were holding hands and rubbing
each others legs and arms, getting more intense by the
minute. I was still afraid of being caught so I tried
to keep things low. When the movie ended I
instinctively stood up to leave, and he pulled me back
down to wait until the theater is empty so we can make
out. We waited and waited and waited, and to our
disappointment there appeared to be other couples with
the same idea. So we got up and left. As we made our
way down the dark empty hallway he gently pushed me up
against the wall and planted a beautiful French kiss
on me.

	After about a minute we quickly departed and went
outside to my car. We sat inside and he reached over
and kissed me again, of course I was returning the
kiss with just as much passion as he was. The parking
lot was dark and relatively empty so my fears of being
caught weren't as high, but I still locked my doors
just in case. Making out in the front seat became
quite a challenge, so we crawled into the back seat. I
was on the drivers side, and he was on the passengers
side. Because of the lack of space it became apparent
that this would be a bigger challenge than I was
planning on.

	We both simultaneously removed our shirts, then our
pants and boxers. So here we are, two teens naked in
the back seat of a car in the parking lot of a movie
theater. It almost seems like something out of a
movie. Anyways, he leaned down and once again began
bobbing up and down on my cock. He started to jerk me
off as he was sucking, the sensations were driving me
crazy with pleasure. I would have screamed out in
pleasure if I wasn't so scared of being caught.
Instead I managed to squeak out some soft moans to let
him know I was really enjoying what he was doing. I
couldn't help but notice that the windows were fogged
up, being a Titanic fan, I couldn't help but place my
left hand on the window, and drag it down. (if you've
seen the movie, you'll know what I mean).

	For about an hour we continued switching off between
who gave who blow jobs. Before we both reached climax
I found myself pleasuring myself with my own right
hand. This seemed to be putting on quite a show
because it didn't take him long to shoot his load once
I really got into it. Not long after he finished, I
came to one of the biggest climaxes I've had in a long
time.

	We cleaned our selves off with a rag, which luckily I
found in the car and got dressed. I gave him one more
kiss as I started the engine, and headed for home. On
the way home, I was driving down a deserted street,
when he asked me "are you a good driver", and I
responded with "yeah, of course I am", before I knew
it, he leaned over and was kissing me once again. This
surprised me, but I managed to keep the car strait. It
seemed to last an eternity, so I decided to break off
the kiss because it was becoming dangerous with my
eyes off the road for so long.

	We arrived back at his house and he gave me what was
supposed to be one last kiss that turned into several.
But I didn't care, as far as I knew, I had a
boyfriend. I drove home recalling my evening, knowing
that it would be one that I would never forget. When I
arrived home, I was confronted by my dad, who asked me
why I took so long. Being the quick minded as I am,
and having a naive dad, I made up a little white lie
saying that I ended up catching a later movie. He said
"Ok, well goodnight", and nothing more happened, the
conversation basically ended as he made his way back
up stairs to go to sleep. Little did he know his
middle son was out on a gay date, and didn't come home
unlucky.

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comments, suggestions, or anything else. Thanks.