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Thanks to all of you who took the time to provide feedback on my first attempt at writing and for encouraging me to continue sharing my recollections of fun times with my high school friends.
Please read the previous chapter to fully understand the reasons I felt compelled share my memories with you. Some of the guys may appear in more than one story. These remembrances will not be in any particular order but will instead be told to you as I encounter different people from my past while at my twentieth high school reunion.
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After The Reunion - 2
Randy and I stood and talked with Dean and Melissa for a few minutes then excused ourselves and made our way to the bar for a much needed drink. While the bartender worked his magic I turned and surveyed the crowd. Many of the people at the reunion were gathered in small groups reminiscing about shared high school memories or attempting to sum up the events of their lives over the twenty years following graduation. The sounds of the band playing, scattered laughter and excited recognitions of faces from the past filled the banquet room. Randy and I were standing on the fringe of the activity when a tall, slender woman who possessed what I can only refer to as classic beauty approached saying "I am so glad you made it! I was thinking about you the other day and wondering if you'd be here tonight!"
Let me say that nametags are wonderful and an essential part of any reunion. If Sonya had not been wearing one I can honestly say I wouldn't have known who she was. The beautiful woman with the striking figure, long legs and long blond hair was so drastically different from the slightly overweight brunette with a mouth full of braces that I remembered. She and I had been pretty good friends. We shared several classes and we both played trumpet in the marching band. Late one Friday night on the bus ride back from an out of town football game, she had made an admission that I wasn't expecting. She opened up and admitted that she had a crush on me and asked if I might have any feelings for her. I squirmed in the bus seat wishing that I could be anywhere but there at that moment. I had tried to let her down easy but could tell that she was hurt after opening herself up like that and not getting the desired response.
I introduced Sonya to Randy and she smiled slyly at me, turned to face him and said "You're a lucky guy, Randy. If I'd had my way... he wouldn't have been available when you two met." I laughed and responded "I knew things about myself back then that I wasn't quite ready to share with everyone yet." She looked back at me and said again "Randy's a really lucky guy." A couple of women standing nearby called her name rather loudly and she turned toward them and shrieked "Oh my God! I can't believe it!" while moving in their direction. Randy elbowed me and whispered "I have to agree... I am a lucky guy." I just smiled at him. He had no way of knowing that I'd heard those words before.
About a month after letting her know that we would never be together, Sonya began dating another trumpet player named Andy. He and she made an odd couple. As I mentioned she was quite tall and Andy... let's just say he'd never make it as a basketball player. None the less they became inseparable. There were Saturday night dates, school dances and brief meetings in the hallway between classes. Of course they could be seen in the cafeteria every day eating lunch with her giggling at whatever joke Andy had told. He kept her and many of us laughing all the time in one way or another. He could deliver a joke with perfect comedic timing and was always willing to do anything to get a laugh out of anyone he could.
What I had really wanted to say to Sonya was "Thank you." as she was responsible for Andy becoming one of the guys who had shared himself with me on a number of occasions. Late one Saturday night, as I was just about to go to bed, I heard a light knock on my bedroom window. Pulling the curtain aside I was greeted by Andy's smiling face and his hand motioning me to come outside. My parents had gone to bed about an hour before and my younger sister on a sleepover at a friend's house. The house was quiet as I crept to the kitchen door and slipped into the warm night air to find him sitting on the tailgate of my dad's truck. I sat next to him and for the next twenty minutes or so I listened to him expressing his frustration brought on by the fact that he couldn't get into Sonya's pants. He said he had tried almost everything and she just wouldn't give in. He told me that his repeated requests for her to give him a blow job... a hand job... anything... had caused the two of them to have a big fight earlier. He had driven her home and dropped her off, then came to my place. He said he didn't know how much longer he could stand it. "I want to feel someone else's hand jacking me off or sliding their warm mouth over the head of my dick! Blue balls are a BITCH!"
I quieted him down before he woke up my parents and told him that it was getting late and that he had better head home. He said he didn't want to go home and asked if he could stay the night at my house. He'd never stayed over before but I told him it would be okay but that he'd have to be quiet until we got to my room. We moved through the house without a sound and once I closed my bedroom door I breathed a sigh of relief. I had a double bed and told him he had two choices. He could sleep with me or he could sleep on the floor. He said he had no problem sharing the bed so we stripped down to our briefs and slid under the covers.
We lay there for a few minutes and he again voiced his frustration with Sonya's rejection when he wanted any type of action. I listened from my pillow as he expressed his longing to have someone... anyone... playing with his dick. He seemed to stress the word "anyone". I felt my heart pounding in my throat as I propped myself up on my elbow, reached over and placed my right hand lightly on his briefs. I felt his hardness through the thin layer of white cotton. He didn't say a word and made no move to stop me. I began moving my fingers, rubbing his dick and felt it give a throb of encouragement. I moved my hand up to his smooth stomach, ran my finger around his belly button for a moment then eased my fingertips below the blue striped elastic waistband and pulled it away from his body. As I had done to myself so many times I pulled the waistband down and hooked it below his balls. With a thought toward his willingness to allow this and what he might think of me afterward I asked "You okay with this?" His wordless response left no doubt that he was a willing participant in what was happening. He raised his butt off the bed, slid his underwear down his legs then used his feet to push them completely off and left them in a ball somewhere under the covers at the foot of my bed. He raised his right hand above his head and waited not at all sure of where this was going.
My own dick now measured around six and three quarter inches and I had often looked at other guys at school and wondered about the size of their equipment and how I compared. Andy always had quite a bulge in his jeans and I had often wondered what treasures might be hiding there. I scooted down a little in the bed and again reached for the hard throbbing cock being offered by my friend. The massive pole that I had wrapped my hand around had to be close to nine inches long and was much fatter than I'd ever imagined. The shaft was pretty much the same size from just below the head all the way to the base and had a slight downward curve to it. The head was quite large and a good bit bigger around than the shaft. Andy was only the fourth guy that I'd had fooled around with and I soon discovered that I was holding the first uncircumcised dick I'd encountered. This added to my own excitement and I began to stroke up and down the shaft pulling the foreskin over the head of his dick. He let out a low moan and parted his legs a little. As I continued slowly masturbating my friend it seemed that the foreskin was sliding over the head a little easier and somehow I knew his precum was making this happen. I rarely produced much precum and found it fascinating when Andy's began oozing out and flowing down onto my hand. I kept this up for a few more moments until I couldn't resist any longer and raised my hand to my mouth, licked it and had my first taste of Andy's incredible nectar. The taste was awesome and I found it was almost sweet to my taste buds.
After swiping my tongue across the back of my hand I knew I wanted more of that incredible tasting precum and I wanted it straight from the source. Still a little unsure of how far he was willing to let me go I tentatively leaned forward, pulled back his foreskin and engulfed the head of Andy's cock. I began alternating between swirling my tongue around the exposed head and worming the tip of it into his piss slit. I heard him suck air in through his teeth and then heard him whisper... "Shit!" I took that as sign that he was okay with what I was doing so I began working further down the shaft while continuing to hold the foreskin back and I soon felt the exposed head hit the entrance to my throat. I had found that without a strong gag reflex I was pretty much a natural at deepthroating. I wasn't quite sure if I'd be able to swallow this monster cock all the way but knew I wanted to find out... but not yet. I wanted to hold something in reserve for my friend. Knowing that this was his first time getting a blow job I wanted it to be memorable. I'd wait until he thought it couldn't get any better and then surprise him with a little something more. With that in mind I removed my hand and let my lips travel back up the shaft dragging the skin with them once again covering the head. I briefly ran my tongue beneath the foreskin then worked my way back down until my mouth was once again full of his teenage cock and held it there with my tongue fluttering all over the shaft. I then began moving my mouth up and down on Andy's dick at a steady pace and I could tell by his ragged breathing that he was probably pretty close to shooting his load. I wasn't going to let that happen just yet.
Because of the very large head and the downward curve of his cock I felt that I could give Andy more pleasure if I moved to a different position. I pulled off his dick and got between his legs forcing him to spread them a little wider. I fought the urge to resume sucking his beautiful cock and decided instead to treat his balls to a little bit of tongue action. Up to now I hadn't really paid much attention to his balls but soon discovered that his nutsack was hairless and his balls were huge. The thought raced through my mind that they were in perfect proportion to his enormous dick and I wasted no time sucking the left one into my mouth. I worked on it for a minute then swapped over to the right one. Once I had his entire nutsack covered with a slick coating of spit I had to see if I could get them both in my mouth at the same time. It was definitely a challenge but as I sucked them both into my mouth I felt Andy's hands on the back of my head pushing me into his crotch. "Oh my God! That feels so good." I had such a mouth full that I wasn't able to do very much tongue action but was determined to give Andy my best effort. His grip on my head loosened and I slid off his balls and took a moment to catch my breath.
There was just enough light filtering into the room from the streetlight outside for me to see Andy's face. He lay there totally naked with me kneeling between his legs and he looked a little nervous. His eyes seemed to have a sparkle even in the dim light. I realized he was smiling at me and I couldn't help but smile back. I asked "Is this what you had in mind when you wished someone would give your dick a little attention?" He lay silent for a moment as I rubbed on his thighs and replied "I never dreamed it would be you doing it." I laughed a little and said "Surprise!" which made us both laugh and I felt as though some of his nervousness was fading away. My hands made their way back to his cock and I resumed playing with his foreskin. "You've done this before?" he asked. "Only a few times... but never with anything this big!" I replied while stroking the full length of his dick. He laughed again and said "Yea... I'm kind of proud of it. It started getting bigger when we were eleven and even I'm surprised by how big it got." Still on my knees between his legs, I leaned back and just looked at him in the dim light. He had hair around his dick but other than that his body was hairless. His nipples were about the size of quarters and with his right arm raised over his head again I could see the small tuft of hair in his armpit.
I don't know how long I sat taking in the beauty of his naked body but he brought me back to reality with one question... "So... are you gay?" While I had come to terms with my sexuality in my own mind, I had never gone so far as to say it out loud. "Yea..." I said softly. Feeling the impact within after answering his question I admitted "You're the first person that I have told." He spoke in an understanding tone and said "That's cool. I never knew... I mean... you don't act all girly and shit." We shared another smile then he continued "My cousin who is two years older than we are is gay. He came out to our family last year when he brought his boyfriend to Thanksgiving dinner. Nobody really acted surprised or seemed to have a problem with it but... I began to wonder what sex with another guy might be like." I asked him "Well... how do you like it so far?" I reached over and found his dick which had deflated somewhat and resumed stroking it. The next thing he said disappointed me but also made me respect his honesty. "I told you I'd thought about it but I'm not like that. It's cool with me and all but I don't think I can do anything for you, dude." "No problem. You okay if I keep doing what I've been doing?" I asked hoping he'd let me continue. He said "If you're alright with it, I got no problem letting you." He smiled again.
I leaned forward and once again sucked his hardening cock into my mouth. A low moan escaped him as I started at the tip and, using my lips, pushed his foreskin down the shaft and continued until I had a little more than half of it in my mouth. I set up a steady motion working on him and was fully enjoying the new sensation of playing with his foreskin with my tongue. I increased my suction and started bobbing my head faster. His heavy breathing and a whimper or two told me that he was once again making his way toward having an orgasm so I decided it was time for me to pull out all the stops. I slid up to the head once more and worked the tip of my tongue underneath his foreskin and swabbed the head of his dick a few times. In actuality what I was doing was catching my breath for a moment and convincing myself that I could actually swallow the massive throbbing cock before me. I decided it was now or never. I first used my hand starting at the head, pulled the skin down his rod and held it there at the base. I worked the exposed tip with my tongue briefly then began my descent. I didn't get any real reaction as I slid the first half back into my mouth as he had grown used to me working that part of his manhood but when I continued further down and his exposed head began entering my throat I heard him say "Fuuuck!!!" As I removed my hand to allow my lips full access, I began to wonder if I'd be able to complete my journey to the base. As I questioned the capacity of my throat, I guess his instincts took over and he thrust his hips upward and my question was answered. With the unexpected thrust he had buried the entire length into my sucking throat and I accidentally bit down just slightly on the base. "Oh... That's so fucking hot!" he moaned.
Surprisingly I was quite comfortable with his huge piece of meat filling my throat and stayed still and began working my throat muscles. His hips slowly relaxed and lowered back down to the mattress and I made my way back up. After catching a quick breath I plunged fully back onto his pole stopping when I felt my nose nestled in his pubic hair. I repeated this a time or two and it dawned on me that the downward curve of his dick was working to benefit both of us at that point. I was enjoying the feeling of the bloated cockhead as it traveled in and out of my throat and his virgin dick was experiencing a blowjob the likes of which he'd never imagined and he'd never be able to forget. All was going well when I suddenly gagged and had to pull off his cock completely. He groaned and said "Damn! I was getting so close." Deciding to prolong it further I left his dick alone for a moment. It hung there in midair pulsing to the cadence of his heartbeat. "I'm not ready for you to cum yet... I'm having too much fun." I told him with another big smile on my face. He grinned and said "I guess I should ask... Where do you want me to cum? In your mouth?" I didn't hesitate when I told him "Hell yea. I'm working hard to get your load. I damn sure want to taste it!" I was a little shocked by what he said next. "When you went all the way down that first time and I felt you bite down a little... I liked that. It let me know that you had the whole thing in your mouth. I know it's big and I never thought anyone would be able to do that." I was secretly pleased and asked him "You ready to cum?" He didn't answer with words.
I was still leaning forward with my head positioned above his crotch and he reached up and pulled me back down as I opened my mouth and continued sucking him. I worked all the way from the tip to the base a few times thinking about what he'd said. I'd always been so careful about not letting the guy I was sucking feel my teeth that I couldn't believe anyone might actually enjoy me biting on their cock. The fourth or fifth time I hit bottom and with him fully engulfed I started rotating my head and throat back and forth around the shaft and I began to chew lightly around the base being mindful not to use my teeth too much. I surely didn't want to do any damage. The writhing and moaning he was doing convinced me that I was doing something he liked. I came up, grabbed a quick breath plunged back down and repeated the actions from my previous trip to the bottom of his shaft. I thought I could feel it getting harder and knew he was close but had to take one more breath. As I made my way back down he raised his hips again and I bottomed out with all nine inches buried to the hilt. He said, a little too loudly, "Oh... This is it!! Let me feel those teeth!! Bite it, dude!!" Wanting him to have the most memorable blow job of his life, I decided to comply and clamped down fairly hard. That must have done it for him because his cock began pulsing wildly on my tongue he began shooting torrents of cum down my throat. I let the first couple blasts shoot deep in my throat but I selfishly moved up his rod so that I could get a taste of the load I'd worked so hard to extract from the balls I was now cupping in my left hand. Ordinarily low hangers, his nuts were drawn up so closely to his body that I thought they'd end up inside him at any minute. He continued jetting spurt after spurt of thick cum across my tongue, filling my mouth and forcing me to swallow to keep it from running down my chin. After I swallowed a couple of times the flow had reduced to the final dribbles and I pulled down on his foreskin one last time and made my way to the head cleaning his cum from his rod as I went. I cleaned all around the head and heard him make a sharp intake of air a couple of times and, knowing how sensitive my own dick would get after I'd cum, figured I better stop. I reluctantly gave up his cock, licked my lips clean and swallowed the cum that was left in my mouth.
I got out from between his legs and moved back up to lay beside him with my head on my pillow. I lay there watching him and listening as his breathing returned to normal. I was more than a little curious as to how he'd feel about what had just happened and whether this was going to impact our friendship. He put my mind at ease when he looked my way and said "I guess I'm pretty lucky." He looked over at me and noticed the quizzical look on my face and continued "It seems that my dick has been hard since I sprouted the first hair down there and now I find out that one of my best friends is gay. Guess I now have my own personal cocksucker. As long as you're okay with doing it without me returning the favor, you can swing on my dick any time you want." I thought for a moment about what he'd just said and I asked "What about Sonya?" He answered "What she don't know won't hurt her... and she better not find out. Nobody better find out. Not that there's anything wrong with being gay... I'm not... but if I have someone who is willing to do things to me that make me feel as good as I'm feeling right now then I'm certainly going to let him. Yea... I guess I'm pretty lucky."
I was still so excited after sucking Andy's cock that I had to jack off. I told him that I had to cum but that I could go into the bathroom if he wanted me to but he said "I can't ask you to leave your own bed. Just do it here." With that he rolled over on his side facing me and propped his head up on his right arm. I reached for the waistband of my underwear and pulled them to my knees then wrapped my fist around my supercharged rod and began to pull on it with long, even strokes knowing this wasn't going to take long at all. I bet I blasted my load all over my tensed up stomach in less than a minute which left me weak and breathless. As I lay there thinking through the unexpected night of delights that we'd just shared I heard Andy say "I know mine's big but, dude... you ain't got nothing to be ashamed of. You're working with a pretty big dick yourself." I raised my legs and pulled my underwear off completely and began cleaning up the mess I'd just made on myself. "You ever eat your own spunk?" he asked. "Yea... sometimes." I admitted. "I'd like to see that sometime. Maybe next time." He added.
Andy removed his arm and nestled his head into his pillow ready to go to sleep and made no attempt to find his underwear which was still floating somewhere under the covers. If he wasn't too worried about it then neither was I. We both drifted off to sleep. When I woke the following morning I sat up and looked over at Andy sprawled next to me. The covers were covering his lower body but in the light of day I again drank in the beauty of teenage body that I had explored the night before. I thought about what he'd said about being a lucky guy and had to wonder which one of us was the luckiest.
Randy suddenly brought me back to the reunion by asking if I needed another drink. I looked at him blinking for a moment as what he'd just asked registered in my mind. He gave me a look of understanding and said "I'm not sure where your mind was a moment ago but the look on your face tells me you weren't anywhere in this room." I handed him my empty glass and he gave a little chuckle as he headed back over to the bar.
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