Date: Fri, 1 Aug 2003 01:04:12 -0700 (PDT)
From: Brooks Dawson <brooks_104@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Life Story part 3

Same usual disclaimer applies here, remember this is a
true story, and I'm going to tell the story how it
actually happened. Enjoy

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	The next time my boyfriend and I got a chance to see
each other was at my friend's party. He wasn't
initially invited, but at the last minute was asked if
he could tag along with some other friends to the
party. For most of the evening we hadn't had much of a
chance to talk, or do anything.

	I went into a little room away from the most
populated are to fetch myself some coke and chips. To
my surprise, he arrived shortly after me. We kind of
made small talk for a minute and then stood there
looking at each other. I really wanted to kiss him,
but being shy as I am I was hesitant. I wanted him to
make the first move. Once again without warning, he
leaned over and kissed me. We kissed for a little
while before deciding to stop, so we wouldn't be asked
why we took so long.

	About 5 seconds after we broke the kiss, my friend
barged into the room. I was so relieved that we
stopped when we did. I made some more small talk
between the three of us, and then we left to join the
rest of the people.

	Later that evening, I became suspicious when I
noticed that my boyfriend and a former friend of mine
went outside into the darkness. I broke the friendship
with this other guy because he turned out to be quite
an asshole, and wasn't much of a friend. I had, along
with many others, suspected him of being gay. My
suspicions arose, and my jealously increased when they
went outside together. To fulfill my own curiosity, I
followed them, and peeked outside. I was satisfied,
that they weren't doing anything sexual, but I was a
bit pissed off that they were sharing a joint. Some of
the rules at this party was no drugs and no alcohol.
But I still covered for them when my friend approached
to see what was going on.

	They finished their joint, and I went outside to talk
with my boyfriend after the other guy went back in. We
went off into the darkness of the back porch and
kissed. We wrapped our hands around each other as we
started to really get passionate and carried away with
what we were doing. The cold air forced us to return
inside. We went downstairs to be with the rest of the
party and sat on the couch together. I was on his
right, so he was on my left. I placed a big pillow
over my raging boner, I really wanted to be relieved,
but I knew I couldn't because there was a room full of
people. He noticed what was going on in my pants and
decided that he was going to help me out a bit. His
hand went under the pillow and started to fondle my
cock from the outside of my jeans. His rubbing got
quite intense and I had to get him to slow down
because the pillow was moving a lot, and it was
starting to create suspicion from others. I noticed
one girl gave me a funny look, but I think she ruled
what she thought out because of my reputation of being
very strait.

	He continued, this time a little more conservative.
His hand found its way down my jeans and made contact
with my cock. The feeling was absolutely sensational,
I almost shot my load right then and there. He
continued rubbing me for a little bit, I had the
biggest smile on my face, for one thing, I couldn't
believe I was doing this in front of so many people,
and the other is he really knows how to please a boy
very well.

	Unfortunately it was very late now, and I had to go
home. I carefully removed his hand from my pants,
stood up and told the remaining crowd that I had to
leave. I gave one of my friends a ride home, and then
returned safely to my house. I quickly went upstairs
to my bedroom, shut the door, stripped down, and threw
myself on my bed.

	I grabbed my still raging boner in my hand and
started to jerk myself. The thoughts of my boyfriend
still caressing me was making me the hardest that I've
ever been in my life, it started to hurt because I was
so hard. I grabbed some lotion which was handy beside
my bed, squeezed some into my hand, and started
pumping away. I also lubed up my other hand, and
started to finger fuck my hole. The slapping sound,
the finger in my ass, and the nights events were
sending me wild. I must have made a record for the
amount of cum that I shot, it landed all over my
chest, and some even landed on my face. I licked some
off myself, and wiped the rest off, and quickly went
to sleep with my softening cock in my hand.

	A few days later I was talking to my boyfriend on
MSN, and in the conversation it came up that he wanted
to come over. It was 11pm, but I figured I would go
anyways, I told my dad, and then left. I arrived at
his house, and he introduced me to his mom. We sat
down on the couch, and watched a couple of movies,
unfortunately his mom was right beside us on the
computer, so we had to sneak kisses to each other.

	We eventually stood up behind his mom, and helped her
out with the game she was playing. Little did she
know, I had my hands wrapped around her son, squeezing
him close to me so he could feel my boner on his ass
and rubbing the front of his pants with my hands. He
would occasionally turn his head so he could kiss me.
I was really happy that we at least got to do
something.

	By 6am his mom finally decided to go to bed, and sent
us off to his room. I lied down on his bed, then he
followed. He climbed on top of me and started to strip
me down. We made out for a while in our underwear
until we removed them in a quick orderly manner. He
leaned down and engulfed my cock into his mouth.
Because it is still a cold time of year in Canada, I
was getting very cold, but I couldn't resist the
feeling of the warmth of his mouth, then the coldness,
then the warmth again. The feeling was surprisingly
great. I moved positions so we could 69. We were lying
side by side on his bed. I was doing my best to
consume as much of his 6 inch cock as I could, I think
I could get about 4 inches or less before the gag
reflexes kicked in and I made my way back up again. I
got really into sucking his cock, I made sure that my
teeth were not hitting, and lots of saliva was
present. I moved my tongue up and down his shaft as I
was bobbing my head up and down. I paused at the head
for a little bit, swirling my tongue around his head.
I have no idea how long I was doing this for, but I
soon got a tap on the shoulder to stop because he then
pulled off me to tell me he was very close, and that I
was to stop, not even touch his cock for a little bit.

	We turned a round to face each other and kissed some
more. He started to suck my tongue really hard,
actually too hard, and it started to hurt. I tried to
pull off but I was stuck, and its not like I could say
anything. I made some noise and he opened his eyes and
broke the kiss. I quickly made sure my tongue was fine
and then put it back into his mouth. I moved so that I
was positioned on top of him. Our hard cocks met and
he garbed them and started to jerk them together. I
relaxed a bit more, and sat down on his cock, he tried
motioning that he wanted to fuck me, but I didn't have
condom, and wasn't prepared. If I knew I was going to
be fucked, I would have cleaned my ass out with some
water earlier in the evening, and brought the proper
supplies. Anyways, I turned again, and he was on top
of me again. I jerked him for a while as he jerked me.


	We soon ended up side by side, jerking ourselves to
climax. It was amazing, again, one of the biggest cums
I've ever had. We cleaned each other off with some
toilet paper, and I looked at my watch, it was 9:30AM,
and I had to be home because my dad needed me back in
the morning. I quickly said my goodbyes and left.

	That was the last night that I was going to have a
boyfriend.

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