Date: Sun, 8 Dec 2002 13:44:59 EST
From: KIMBAGENO@aol.com
Subject: Memories, sweet memories (Part two)

Memories, Oh sweet memories. Part Two

By "Long Dave"

The following story is based on my memories and contains explicit
descriptions of homosexual lovemaking between young boys who at the time were
under 18-years-old. All names have been changed to protect the guys involved
and bear no relation to actual persons living, dead, or sitting in the House
of Commons. If reading this is likely to offend you or your reading of this
will contravene a federal, provincial, state or local law or bylaw, or if you
are under legal age in your jurisdiction, then you are instructed to delete
this now

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Having just had one of my wildest dreams come true, getting my hands on
Tony's cock, we left part one as follows:

We spent the next quarter of an hour washing each other down, he took great
delight in soaping me up, paying particular attention to my bum, running his
finger up and down the crack several times. At the time I thought this was
odd, Tony though knew exactly what he was doing. Had he noticed that this had
brought me to another hard-on?

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It was the next day when I next saw Tony. It was before school had started,
we saw each other in the playground, as we approached he gave me a lovely
smile which made my legs turn to jelly. Tony must have spotted this as he
reached out, grabbed my arm and asked if I was all right? Still not quite
believing this was happening to me I managed to stammer yyes thankkyou justt
aa bitt shockedd.

Shocked, do you mean because I am still talking to you after yesterday?

Yess I tthoughtt you would nott want too see me again, lett allown talk.

Calm down, don't be afraid, this probably won't help but I'm you friend, why
should I not want to talk to you just because we had some fun together
yesterday?

Sorry Tony, I just thought.

Stop it, that is enough, we are friends and we will have lots more fun
together, just wait and see. By the way what are you doing lunchtime?

Nothing planned, why?

Meet my by the old pavilion on the marsh at ten past twelve, don't tell
anyone where you're going, must go now I've got to prepare the lab for our
lesson, see you lunch time.

WOW, he wants to meet me. Can you imagine how I felt, I was on cloud nine all
the morning, all my mates in class kept asking what had happened, I was in
such a good mood, needless to say I could not wait for the lunch time bell.

After an age it rang, it had felt like it was the end of day bell it had
taken so long to arrive. I was nearly the first out of the class but realised
that I would have to hang back so as to be able to make sure I was not
followed.

Making my way to the old pavilion (near to my school was a large open space
called Figgis Marsh. On this area was a building with an area for walkers /
visitors to shelter from the weather it also had two sets of toilets, one
male and one female). I had visited these toilets many times out of school
time and had some great times, but that is another story.

As I drew closer I could see Tony waiting in the shelter, as he saw me he
indicated that I should go into the toilet, this I did not knowing for sure
what would happen next.

I went up to the stalls and waited, there was another guy already there but
he very quickly went, I think he was there for the purpose the place was
intended! Tony must have seen him go in because as soon as he left Tony came
in, caught my eye and indicated that I should follow him.

He disappeared into the end cubical leaving the door just ajar, as he asked I
followed, as I got in Tony whispered, "climb up onto the seat and keep your
head down". This I did without question, he then shut and locked the door and
turned to face me.

He pulled my head close and again whispered in my ear " do you want to try
something else this time?"

OK I said not knowing quite what he had in mind.

Tony stood facing me, undid his zip and got out his semi hard cock.

Can you get down far enough to give me a suck? He asked. "Ill have a good
try", I said and managed without any trouble to get the whole shaft in my
mouth. It very soon began to harden and was soon pushing its way too the back
of my throat.

After about a minuet of sucking him he lifted me up reminding me to keep my
head down below the partition, he then undid my trousers and dropped them as
far as they would go along with my underpants. Needless to say I was rock
hard, which Tony took hold of and gently wanked, with his other hand going
under my balls and playing with my ass.

He was getting me so hot with the way he was applying gentle pressure to my
ass hole that I had to tell him that I was not far off cumming, at which
point he stopped and asked if I wanted to try and take it. I said, " What do
you mean, your cock"?

"Yeh, I'll be gentle, go on I know you want to".

"Oh Tony, I would like to try but you are so big I don't know if I'll be able
to".

With that he turned me round and bent me over, he put one hand through my
legs and started to rub my aching cock, with his other hand he started to
gently apply spit to my hole and insert a finger as he was doing so. God it
felt so good, my dream guy was finger fucking my ass, was I dreaming? Just at
that moment we heard someone come in to the toilet. We both froze, waiting,
trying to work out were the guy would go, he went to the stalls, we could
hear him having a piss. Thankfully he soon finished and we heard him leave.

Tony was right back on the job, he was still applying spit but had progressed
to two fingers now, I had been fucked before but that would not prepare me
for what was about to happen.

Having satisfied himself that I was well lubricated Tony stood up, as it
turned out I was in just the right place for him to enter me stood up
straight. He had already applied a good gob of spit to his head and shaft.
True to his word he was so gentle, I could feel his enormous head at the
entrance to my ass and he was pushing very slightly.

As I relaxed his continued pressure did the trick, I let out a sudden muffled
squeal as the head of his cock entered passed the outer sphincter, God it
hurt. Tony whispered "shush, it will get better" he held it there for a while
and then started to push very gently, it was the best sensation I have ever
experienced, even to this day, perhaps because I had longed for this moment
for such a long time, perhaps because Tony was so very gentle.

It was not long before he again whispered, " are you OK, does it hurt too
much?"

"Oh Tony, It's fantastic, how much have I got inside"?

"You have got the lot" he replied at which point he started to withdraw his
10 inches, not all the way, just to the head, then still very gently, he
pushed it back again, right up to the hilt. It was the strangest feeling I
had ever had, it hurt like hell but at the same time was fantastic.

Without any warning Tony started to withdraw and push with greater speed and
urgency, he was really going for gold, drawing almost right out then ramming
back in to the full length. This was too much for me, I had been wanking
while this was going on and came a little too close to stop the explosion
which happened, I stood up as I shot my load all up the wall of the cubicle,
the most I had ever shot in my life, it almost hurt!

Not realising what would happen, in standing up I had taken away Tony's
target, spinning round I was just in time to get down on him and get another
taste of his spunk, too much for a novice like me, it just flowed down my
cheeks and onto the floor it was so much. Tony had hold of my head while he
was cumming and he held me there for quite a while after he had finished.
When he did let me go he gently lifted me up to him and gave me a long deep
kiss.

"Next time I want to plant that lot inside your ass David, would you like
that"? "Silly question" I replied, "at least that way I won't waste any", he
grinned.

"Come on now, we are going to have to get ourselves back to school, got five
minutes".

As we had not heard anyone else come in we were safe to leave the cubicle and
head back to school. Before we left the building Tony said, " you go first,
I'll follow later"

"OK, when can we get together again" I asked

"Don't know yet, I'll see you after school", he replied.

"See you, thanks" I replied.

I made my way back to school with my head full of what had happened, how was
I going to keep my mind on the afternoons work.


Too be continued.

The guys in this story lived in the period before the onset of H.I.V and AIDS
and were too young and innocent to know about sexually transmitted diseases,
so we didn't use condoms, not that they were available to us anyway being so
young. Alas, we don't live in such a world anymore. I am the last surviving
member of the adult crowd I went around with back in the seventies and
eighties, don't mess with AIDS it will ALWAYS win. Anyone not using condoms
today is an idiot, especially those who think that they can avoid AIDS by
sleeping only with young guys. Anyone can be carrying the virus. ALWAYS
practice safe hot sex and use condoms, after all, it is your life, and there
is no second chance! Have fun. Please let me know what you thought of this
story, replies will determine whether I publish the many more memories of the
same era that I have.

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