Date: Fri, 21 Jun 2002 13:36:31 -0700 (PDT)
From: Thomas Gaige <togaige@yahoo.com>
Subject: Wade Grows Up - Chapter Eight - On My Way To College

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sexual activities between teenage boys, and sometimes between men and boys.
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			       WADE GROWS UP

		   Chapter Eight - On My Way To College

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The summer that I graduated from high school was a bittersweet one for me.
I was excited to finally be considered an adult, as I turned 18 that
summer.  I was also excited, but also a bit nervous about going off to
college.  Then of course there was the fact that I would be leaving behind
my best friend in the world, a boy I'd been sleeping with for two years now
- Al (who I told about in the previous chapter).  Al wasn't going to
college.  He'd enrolled in trade school.  He was going to become a
carpenter and mason.  I on the other hand had enrolled in a university a
couple of states away, where I would be studying computer science.

Al and I spent as much time as we could together that last summer, but his
time was limited, as he began trade school right out of high school.  I too
worked for a landscaping business over the summer.  At most, we were able
to see each other later in the evenings, after we'd gotten home (remember
he lived just across the street).  We'd usually get together out back on
our deck and take a swim in the pool.  Unfortunately though, we usually
were exhausted, and before we could move up to my bedroom for a little sex,
one or both of us would fall asleep floating around the pool on a rubber
raft.  We did manage to have sex a few times a week though, and we did
manage to get a few days off at the same time a couple of times, at which
time we took off camping in the woods up north.  We had some pretty hot sex
then!  Once we'd pitch our tent, we'd spend the rest of our time together
sucking and fucking each other, and just relaxing together in between.

As Labor Day weekend rolled around, we took our last camping trip together,
as I had to leave for school two days later.  The last night we spent
together was pretty rough on both of us.  We realized we wouldn't be seeing
each other anymore like we used to day in and day out.  We'd only see each
other when I was home for vacations.  As the night moved on, at one point,
Al had just finished fucking me, and had collapsed on top of me, and I
could feel him shaking.  He was crying. I started to cry too.  The rest of
the night we just laid naked together in each other's arms crying, and
alternately promising each other that we'd always love each other.  The
next morning we made love for the last time, packed up and went home. Our
mothers got upset when they saw how depressed we both were, and planned an
impromptu cookout for that night - just the four of us.  That was even
harder to handle than the camp out had been, because neither of our mothers
knew we were gay, and we couldn't talk openly, and were both struggling not
to start crying again.  Finally, both of them said Good Night to us and
left us alone to say our Good byes.  Tomorrow morning Al had to get to
school, and I was packing up and leaving for my school - a 12 hour drive
away.  We sat on the steps of the deck next to each other, neither of us
speaking.  Finally, he just leaned over toward me and whispered "I'll
always love you more than anyone I know!" and he kissed me on the cheek.  I
could feel his tears mixing with mine.  Then he jumped up and ran from the
yard. "Me too!" I croaked, as he reached the gate.  Then he was gone.
Thank God Mom was in her room when I ran through the house and into my own
room.  I threw myself down on my bed and sobbed.  Eventually I fell asleep,
and didn't wake up till morning, when the alarm went off.

I got up, showered and dressed.  I looked out the window, but Al was
already gone.  Mom was home yet, she was going in late so she could see me
off.  She cooked a big bacon, eggs, and flap-jacks breakfast.  It was good,
I was starved.  Then silently we packed my bags and boxes in my car.  I
could see Mom was trying hard not to cry.  I was OK yet.  Then it came time
to leave.  Mom was sobbing. I broke down too.  But it wasn't as bad as
saying Goodbye to Al.  Finally, I just got in the car and drove away.  I
cried as I drove along, until I was out on the highway headed west.

It wasn't a bad.  I was alone most of the way.  I'd decided to drive
straight through taking only occasional bathroom and restaurant breaks.  At
one rest stop, I ran into a guy who looked a little younger than me.  He
had a duffle bag and was heading out onto the highway on foot.  He asked if
I was going west, so I offered him a ride.  He greatfully accepted.  He was
going about an hour west of where we were.  His name was Tony.  We talked a
lot.  As we drove on, I kept catching glimpses of him out of my peripheral
vision.  He was looking at me all the time.  Finally, I asked him why he
was staring at me.  He blushed, but said "I hope you're not offended by
this, but I'm gay, and I think you're cute."  I almost drove into the guard
rail.  I looked at him and laughed.  "Guess what? I'm gay too!" I said.
Then after looking at him a few seconds, I said "and I think you're cute
too!"  He was.  He was quite a bit shorter than me, and skinny.  Light
brown hair, that was kind of long.  His face and arms were really tan, and
didn't appear to have much hair on them, and he had grayish-blue eyes.
"There's a pull-off coming up soon, you want to stop and stretch our legs a
minute?" he asked.  I could see a hardon beginning to tent the crotch of
his jeans.  I looked at him and grinned, as I felt my cock begin to stir as
well.

(I suppose I'd better explain before I continue, that even though Al and I
were in love with one another, we had agreed that it was OK for either of
us to have casual sex with other guys if we wanted to.  OK - back to the
story.)

"It's right there." he said.  I pulled in, and parked.  We were the only
car there.  Before I could shut the car off, Tony reached over and cupped
my hardening cock through my jeans. I shut the car off, and reached for his
cock as well.  Just then another car pulled in behind us.  It was a family,
returning from some trip apparently.  Tony said, "C'mon, there's a path
down to a creek over there", and he got out of the car.  I followed him,
and we walked down this path through the woods.  "I grew up near here" Tony
said.  He led me a couple of minutes down this path, which eventually
opened up into a little clearing, beside a creek.  It was a beautiful
place.  Across the creek was a cliff, which Tony led me to, stepping on
stones that were sticking out of the water to get across the creek.  When
we got there, he led me into a little cave.  Once there, he turned around
and grabbed for my penis again.  He massaged it through my jeans, and
almost instantly it was hard as a rock again.  I wanked Tony's penis back
to full hardness through his jeans too.  Without a word, Tony quickly undid
my belt, opened my jeans and pulled them, and my underwear down to my
ankles. He then dropped on his knees in front of me and whispered "Damn you
gotta gorgeous dick", then he proceeded to swallow the entire length of it!
Tony didn't waste any time.  He started sucking up and down my dick, with
this kind of urgency.  It only took a minute and I was ready to explode.  I
said "Tony, I'm gonna cum already man!"  He just grunted and sucked up and
down even faster.  After a few more strokes, I suddenly exploded, shooting
gobs of cum into his mouth.  He eagerly swallowed everything I had to
offer, not releasing me, until he was sure he'd gotten every last drop of
my seed.  "Man, you shoot a big load!" he said.  I grinned, and said "OK,
your turn!".  He jumped up and had his pants down around his ankles before
I could think about it any further.  I laughed.  "It's just that I'm gonna
cum without you if you don't hurry up" he said.  I laughed some more as I
squatted down and took his penis into my mouth.  For his size, he had a
pretty good size penis - about 6", compard to my now 8".  He was cut too,
and had a goodly amount of pubic hair, but his ball sack was still
hairless.  I sucked his dick into my mouth and began to work on him, like
he did to me.  I could tell it wasn't going to take him very long.  I
quickly reached up through his legs and fondled his balls a little.  He was
starting to hump back and forth into my mouth. I move my hand up to his ass
and worked my index finger between his ass cheeks.  they were sweaty, so it
slid right in, and up to his anus, which I felt squeeze tighter as my
finger pressed against it.  I massaged his anus with my finger while I
sucked up and down his hard little cock.  Tony was thrusting his hips back
and forth more strongly now.  Suddenly, he let out a little cry "I'm gonna
cum Wade!", and before he was finished, he let out a groan, and I felt his
sphincter clench my fingertip.  A spurt of thick salty fluid filled my
mouth. I swallowed it quickly, as more squirted out of his piss slit,
hitting the back of my throat.  Tony continued to groan and gasp, as his
smooth little body pumped several more shots of hot gooey cum into my
mouth.  I kept swallowing and sucking him until I had every last drop of
his cum, like he did to me.  Finally, I pulled my finger out of his ass,
and backed off his penis, as his body gave one final shudder.  Once last
drop of cum dribbled out of his piss slit, which I quickly lapped up as
well.  I looked up at him, and he was grinning down at me.  "Damn, you're
good!" he said.  I told him, he was just as good, and he grinned some more.
We both pulled our pants up, and went and sat on a big rock by the creek.
We talked a while.  I told him about Al.  He told me about a buddy of his -
Joe, who was bigger than him like me, who he had sex with all the time.
Turned out Tony was only a year younger than me - but was very small for
his age.  After about a half hour, we went back to the cave, and gave each
other another, more leisurely blowjob, before we went back to the car.

When we got back to the car, Tony said, "you gotta drop me off just a
little ways down the road."  He grabbed a pen off my dash, and pulled a
piece of paper out of his pocket and wrote down his name, address, and
phone number.  He told me to call him if I was ever coming this way again.
I promised to do so.  Then we pulled back onto the road.  In about five
minutes, he said, "this is where I get out", and pointed to an exit ramp.
I asked how much further he had to go to get home, and he said not far, he
just had to cut across the field on the right and at the road on the other
side, walk up a ways.  He pointed to a white house on the hill in the
distance and said it was where he lived.  I offered to drive him, and he
accepted, so I drove him to his house.  As he got out of the car, he
reached over and gave my crotch a quick squeeze saying he hoped to see me
again sometime.  He did.  I wrote him a letter from school, and we started
writing back and forth.  Then I made it a point of getting ahold of him
whenever I was going to drive through either coming from or going to
school.  Many times we were able to get together for a couple hours, during
which we had some pretty good sex.  Turned out he liked to be fucked up the
ass by bigger guys like me too!

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If you enjoyed this chapter, Keep your eyes open for "Chapter 9 - My
College Roommate" - where I tell you about the boy who shared my college
dorm room with me, and a wonderful relationship that developed.