Date: Mon, 29 Nov 1999 17:05:24 PST
From: James Truett <savannahkid@excite.com>
Subject: On The Rocks Part 4 (High School, t/t.+ oral)

		On The Rocks Part 4 - Searching for Others

I knew that at the north end of the rocks was a queer hang out.  Guy's
at my school, talked about the gays at the rocks that would circle
around and look for partners.  I knew that some guys from my
neighborhood went there to drop a load of cum in private.  I didn't
know why but my compulsive drive for cock was bringing me to the
rocks.

My craving was to experience guy-to-guy sex.  It all started while I
had spied on a senior from my high school and eventually gave in to my
lust. I wanted more after I had taken Ray's cock down my throat and I
had swallowed his load.

My next target was David, my best friend. As I licked my lips, I bent
my face down and started to take the hard shaft down my throat. All of
his cock was fucking into my widening my throat as he started talking
softly to me. "Yeah man, that feels great. Make me feel nice... take
my cum."

The next day David, his older brother and I were at the rock cliffs,
with David's rod filling my bowels and his brother's cock sliding into
my face. After Bobby and David, I wanted more and knew I had to
satisfy my craving for cock.

I was shaking with fear as I reached the north end.  If my compulsion
had not been so strong to find other guy's to suck I would have run
from the area. I walked around for about an hour but I did not see
anyone who interested me because most of the guy's at the rocks were
much older. I was about to give up when I ran into four teens from my
neighborhood.  I recognized them as Benedictine boys.

Benedictine was a boy's school down from our house.  I was unsure how
to approach them.  I could not go ask "Do you want a blow job?" or
"Can I suck your dick?"  I had no idea what to do.  I thought I should
flee from the rocks but my craving kept me in place.

I watched the four good-looking boys but could not speak.  I guess
they had been here before because one of the boys started groping his
cock through his pants as he looked into my eyes.  I just watched him
pull on his cock through his pants but I did not move.  The boys
whispered, looked at me and started walking into a more secluded area.
Even though my fears were racing I followed them.

When I rounded a large group of rocks I saw them waiting for me.  The
one who was playing with his cock smiled and said "hello".  His
friendly smile caused me to relax.  He knew what I wanted and I knew
what I wanted.

I watched as he started unzipping his pants.  I never thought about
the other three guys.  I was fixed on the sliding zipper.  I started
to lick my lips as I waited for the boy's cock to appear before me.
He spoke as the cock was pulled out,  "I'm Billy, these are my
friends, you gonna suck me?"

I nodded to him and I knelt before his hardening rod.  I placed my
hand around his cock shaft and started to stroke it.  It seemed to
move it to my open lips as I waited for his cum.  Yes, I needed his
cum.  Billy threw his head back and yelled, "you've gotta feel the
heat of his mouth" as he started pushing his cock into my mouth and
withdrawing it just to the rim of the cock's head. Then he would push
in again.  I was getting off on my fourth cock in three days.

Billy kept up this movement before I felt his cock grow in my mouth
and start to shoot.  I did not spill a drop of the warm spunk as I
tightened the suction.  Billy had to pop his cock from my mouth after
his balls were drained.

My willing mouth was soon filled with another of the teen's cock.  I
repeated my suction on his rod draining his seed also.  I went down
all four of the Benedictine boy's hard cocks at the rocks that day. My
thirst for cum was strengthened by four additional loads of spunk.

Before I left the rocks I spotted another guy walking toward the
rocks.  I moved in close to him and followed him into a rocky area.
No words were spoken as I walked past him.  Fear kept me from asking
him if he was "looking for a blowjob?"  He smiled as he moved back and
he started unzipping his pants.  I watched as he pulled his cock from
his zipper and started to pee.  I know now this is the easiest way for
some men to seek head. I watched him water the rocks without
committing.  After finishing he unsnapped his pants and lowered his
white jockeys shorts as if to tuck his shirt in.

My gaze was fixed on this guy of about twenty.  His large cock and
balls were covered with soft red pubic hairs.  I stared in awe at the
weapon before my eyes as it started to rise from its nest.  He looked
into my face and then down at his cock.  His eyes were giving me my
instructions.

This was by biggest challenge of my short queer obsession. His cock
looked huge to me.  I looked at the large patch of red hair that
surrounded the large cum filled balls and the shaft that emerged
toward his navel. I knew I was ready to give him head.

I kept looking around terrified of being caught with this guy out in
the open playing with his dick. Even though to this point I had not
moved or said a word, my completely erect cock in my pants showed how
my body was feeling. Ignoring my teenage inhibitions my voice asked,
"Won't me to suck it." This was like a X rated movie and I was the
star. I did not care who saw me, as I wanted his cock. I wanted the
hard prick to surrender its load into my suctioning mouth.

This was the first guy that I had asked to blow.  Yes, I left the
north end of the rocks that afternoon, knowing what I wanted and, yes;
I left the north end of the rocks knowing how to get it.