The following story is a Homosexual fantasy. If it is illegal for you to read such material please leave now.
Setting the late 1970s. Paul is 16, 5ft. 7, slim build, thick blonde hair, blue eyed. His cock is 6 inches, uncut. His balls are the size of walnuts in a hairless smooth sac. He has a firm, proud, hairless bum. He has a small patch of soft blonde pubic hair. He is shy, but popular.
Paul was really happy, it was Friday afternoon, school was over, and next week he finished for good. He'd celebrated his 16th birthday a week ago, and his parents had given him an Instamatic camera for a present. He'd taken it to school today to get a photo of his mates in the soccer team. Games had been the last lesson. He was walking home in his soccer kit, he hadn't showered with the rest of the team, he found it an embarrassment lately, the sight of all those naked bodies kept getting him excited, and the last couple of games he'd started to get a hard on which was difficult to hide. He was a late developer, and had only had his first wet dream 6 months ago. Until then he'd never even played with himself, since then he was wanking at every opportunity, and he always found himself fantasising about his mates or older guys while doing it. He suspected he was a homo, but couldn't find anybody to talk to about it.
His cock was half hard already, he'd taken his athletic support off in the bog after Games, the silky feel of his tight white nylon shorts had caused him to start leaking precum, leaving a noticeable spot on his tight shorts. He pulled his jersey down to try and cover it up and speeded up. He knew he'd have the house to himself when he got home for at least two hours, neither of his parents would be back until gone 6 o'clock, so he could indulge in his favourite hobby uninterrupted. Lately, while wanking he'd found that if he licked his finger and pushed it up his bum it made the sensations even better.
He cut across some waste ground, passing a row of derelict houses. Always observant he noticed 2 bikes, half hidden, in the front garden of one house. Curious, he decided to investigate. Easing past the half open front door he was just going to call out when he heard a low moan from upstairs. He climbed the stairs slowly, on the landing he paused, then heard another moan and "Yes Tom, yes. Suck me hard." It was coming from the back bedroom. The door was ajar so he peeked through the gap by the doorframe. He almost gasped out loud, there was John B******, the local gang leader, he had his jeans around his ankles and his cock in Tom S****'s mouth, he was also in the gang. Tom was naked except for a pair of pumps, he was on his knees, hands around John's muscled thighs. His own cock was hard and pointed to the ceiling, it must have been 9 inches long and very thick, it was cut and the knob glistened with precum, which Paul could see was trickling down the quivering shaft. Paul was gobsmacked, he'd never seen a cock that big before. Tom was older than Paul, he was 17-1/2, John was 19. Both lads were about 5ft 10, with nice firm bodies, dark hair, brown eyes. John was smooth with what looked like clipped pubic hair, Tom had a slightly hairy chest, a thick bush and big, hairy balls. They were well tanned, they both worked in the Building Trade. John eased his cock out of Tom's mouth. "Hang on Tom" he said and he removed the rest of his clothes until he was just in his white socks. His cock was cut too, about 8 inches long, not quite as thick as Tom's, it was as stiff as a poker.
Paul felt his own cock stiffen to it's full 6 inches, as the lads threw a blanket on the floor and got into a 69 position with Tom underneath. He eased his shorts down, his rock solid cock sprung out, flinging a gob of precum onto the door, his foreskin peeled back on it's own. "Hell, if I touch it I'll shoot, I'd better just watch for a bit," he thought. John was holding Tom's prick as he licked and sucked the big purple knob, lapping up the copious precum. Tom had got 3/4's of John's cock into his mouth and Paul could see his throat muscles working. "My God, he's going to swallow it! I can't believe it. Fuck, I'm going to have to wank now" Paul grabbed his jerking cock and started a steady wank ...................
A pair of strong brown arms went around him. "Gotcha." said a deep voice.
End of Part 1. Any comments/suggestions to INSILVA92@aol.com