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As the alarm clock went off, I wanted to pretend it was a dream. Not my recent newly discovered virginity being lost to my friend Nick, but rather that awful noise it made as I tried to deny its existence. The past week had been pretty good. I got my first A on a freshman term paper, which was impressive as my GPA in English wasn't exactly stellar this first semester of high school. When my sister Amy and I had moved to southern parents, our Russian American parents, warned us the schools here would be challenging. I thought New York City's were difficult. Montgomery County Maryland was Harvard then.
Actually that's not all true, as I was doing ok. I don't want you to think I was treading water. Amy in her senior year was all A's as usual though, and was choosing from Ivy League universities. As a backup plan she had University of Maryland College Park, but everyone knew most likely Columbia would get the nod. Being involved with so many clubs and sports, she could get a scholarship for field hockey. I have no doubt mom and dad are hoping for this, and I admit I am too, as hoping to still get an occasional PlayStation game as a gift.
Mom and dad worked for "the government." They admitted that they commuted to Langley, Virginia together every day. Even though 14, I was suspicious of the diplomatic pouches found in dads study. They had to be CIA. Both of them despised their former fatherland of Russia, and had the intellect and motivation. Plus they both spoke 6 or 7 languages, while I struggled enough with English and French. Mrs. Basil was a good teacher, and helped me after class, but it wasn't going as expectations dictated. Mom and dad, along with my babushka in New York, had taught me rudimentary Russian growing up. Maybe I would switch classes, so I could knock out the language requirements for high school.
With my spiky hair I was mostly on my bike or PlayStation. Lately I was on something else though. My best friend Nick had taken my virginity, and this week of classes, I was masturbating everywhere. Mi hormones and his were similar. While we saw each other here and there for a quick kiss, most of our classes were on opposite sides of the school building. I was grateful to get some new nudes of him via text, including a video where his 9 inches or so exploded with cum. With these I got off, and sent him pics too. He wanted to do me this weekend, and I wanted him. We had to find a place, and without drivers licenses, where could two 14 year olds go?
In math I figured it out. Near our neighborhood was a wooded area, that backed up to a ritzy golf course. There we could bring a towel, and I'd let him deflower me to his heart's delight. The more I thought about it, my six inch penis grew hard, and the pent up frustration made me ornery. Mr Jackson didn't make me go to the front of the class, but quizzed my knowledge on algebraic equations. Normally easy with the distraction of my tall friend in my mind, it was difficult to concentrate. Despite being put in the spotlight, there was still part of my thinking on what Nick had done to me when at the house. A shame my parents and his were in town this weekend, but this wooded parcel was isolated, along with being far from the trails shared by hikers, bikers, or neighbors letting their dogs run a bit. Plus with weather in the low 80s, we could indulge in each other, plus turn up the temperature even more.
"Run faster!" Mr Jameson our gym teacher was a sadist. All day we were in desks, and now it was the mile run.So relieved it was the last class of the day, I was pleased with my seven minute mile time. Some were faster, but I wasn't in the group of fat kids at the end. Catching my breath, I took the awful school gym uniform and jumped in the shower. While I appreciated seeing nude guys, it was Nick who really had opened my eyes, and I let him have me any way he so desired. Soaked up and dry, I ran to the bus as this week was in the books. Not much homework thankfully.
Tonight I would be playing video games, texting with James, and tomorrow we'd go biking. In the backpack would be a towel and lube he gave me. He made me so horny all of the time, with his blond hair and blue eyes that sang to me. Like the Greek island of Lesbos, he had this ability that was beyond my comprehension. It was as if a gravitational force brought me to him, or maybe the tractor beam from my Star Wars favorites. I enjoyed his company, kisses, and having him inside me furthered my feelings for him. It was obvious I was falling for him. Yet at the same time, it kept popping up in my brain. Where had he made love to another male before, as he taught and showed me, what he wanted when we were together. Right now I was enjoying our romance, but I would be asking about it tomorrow. It was last time, and I hoped he would have the courtesy, to be honest and share with me.
Playing fallout I moved up several levels. Then dad, mom, and Amy sat down as we had dinner. Mom cooked her chicken pot pie, with sides of vegetables, that all of us liked. While our folks didn't share much of their work with us, they always were inquisitive about our school and other activities. Plus tonight they both brought up living in the Soviet Union stories. Apparently Michael Jackson and other big western musical acts, somehow slid through the Iron Curtain. As they grew up in St Petersburg, they were part of the Soviet aristocracy, yet talked about lines for basic meats and groceries. They loved their families and neighbors, but not how the regime would create paranoia and curtail human rights on a whim.
Tonight they told us more about the KGB. They could show up at your door at any time, to interrogate you, family, and friends. Those who weren't good communists, were often sent to prison camps called gulags in Siberia. Some of their neighbors disappeared. They shook in horror, but didn't elaborate much. Amy and I knew not to press, and what their fate was, due to this candid discussion. Here we learned some of their traditions, and also how ballet and Tchaikovsky were still relevant to this day. As born here Americans, it was difficult for my sister and I, listening to classical music in our high school or elsewhere. It definitely was different from our experience.
The warm light and my eyes recoiled. As I adjusted to waking up, I could see the sun emerging from the east over my bedroom window. Well rested I got up, took a hot shower, making sure to clean my crotch and ass area. I put on my tighty whities, because I wanted to signal Nick to massage my bulge. Eventually put on shorts and a t shirt, and after breakfast he showed up at the house. As usual Mom and dad were happy to see him. Usually both were a bit aloof and stoic, but they thought highly of my best friend. Amy gave me a mischievous smile. She had figured it out, but my parents were oblivious. To them there was my friend since middle school, and they hooked him up with a cold Pepsi from the fridge.
Nick and I eyed each other up and down. He was wearing similar summer/early fall clothing. For a quick second I looked down where his crotch was. I liked the visual as I could see he was semi hard, and I'd complete the process soon. We spent some time playing NBA 2022 on the video game console, and in my bedroom we snuck some kisses in. Eventually it started to get heated, and as I touched his hard cock through his shorts, Nick convinced me to go to that wooded area with him. He was already prepared with a towel and lube in his backpack, and I knew his Trek bike was out front. Sure enough I got my Fuji out from the shed, and it was mostly silence as we pedaled to our desired destination.
A nice suburban Saturday. We saw Mrs Ellis walking her Labrador on the path, and politely let her know, that we were passing on the left. Nick was in the front, while I was behind him, as the woods became secluded more. We were off the trail. Walking on foot now due to leaves, logs, and it was just better that way. Warm sunshine poured down on us through the tree canopy, and the sounds of birds and other nature was all around us. I knew what he wanted, and I wanted to be with him. It was an urge more than hard penises, we also had a emotional and intellectual connection. Our bond was strong, and we knew just about everything involving each other. Close as we were soon we'd be in another way, as he was pent up and very frustrated with his heavy footsteps.
Squirrels in our area took a detour. Did they sense a change in the spot? There was a tree down. Looked like an oak, and it just happened. As we kissed Nick did take my shorts off, and using his fingers, he made my penis stretch out. Precum was in my underwear. I took his shirt off, and our tongues met in a tantric mating ritual. Somehow we got the towel out and put it nearby, but for now the tree trunk was where I'd get to his. Standing in the woods in our underwear, those soon were off. Lying on the tree on top of each other, our cocks and balls rubbed up against one another. It was sexual and primitive sexual activity. There was the chance a hiker could catch us, and who knew what would happen. Maybe a Montgomery County police officer would catch us in our nudity, and take us to our parents for what we were doing. Yes I was a little nervous. Yet also this made me even more turned on, and I loved to look in his seductive blue eyes.
Oh he was so horny. It was like his already giant cock was angry. Heaving it into my balls, there was no denying what he had in mind. Nick was absolutely going to fuck me. Not that I'd protest, but if I did, there was no doubt he'd be inside my rear end drilling away. He looked absolutely manic, kind of scary, but at the same time this caused me to take his big hard shaft in my mouth. As his legs opened up on the trunk, I continued to wrap my lips around him even firmer. His cock was delicious. Sweat and pheromones. Those giant boulders between his legs were slurped too, and he moaned of pure bliss, as my fingers stirred these tanks as I gave him the most devoted blow job ever. The noise and smells of the woods were evident, as was his precum swirling in my mouth. Eye contact. So hot and steamy. I went bobbing on his dick like a wild boar looks for toffee, and went up and down on his sex with my stretched out tongue.
He was on the trunk leaning back, yet trying to ward off gravity and what I was doing to him. Globs of his precum went on my teeth and in my mouth. All I could do is hold on with my lips harder. Resolve on this. I was going to make him forget everything. His eyes closed he was in the zone, and I got hotter watching his handsome face contort. Reaching up to his chest. He moaned and I just knew I had him. His long outstretched fully erect penis and his balls were baptized. That outdoor environment added to the sensual luster, as I just got him with my mouth and had his big tool bounce off the inner linings of my cheeks.
Without warning he put his penis into my nipples. Such a unique and new feeling. I was his bitch and this was feminizing where a girls tits were. My smooth chest and his cock together was a wonderful soirée, and soon I was on the trunk prone as he gave me an earth shattering blowjob. My teeth were grinding. His blue eyes and blonde hair looking up at me, a sexual yet innocent look. As he took me deeper I felt the warming lube on his fingers. He was deep throating me and fingering at the same time. Still and in shock. Catatonic I just couldn't move, as this was like a drug high probably was. It was so incredible to have him deep in his mouth, and his fingers probed my inside's. The stretching opened up lots of nerve endings. I couldn't take it. Grabbing his hands and kissing him, I had Nick lie down on the towel.
We went into nature with nothing on. I was slowly going down on his manhood, and he was cautiously pushing his penis in me to hit the spot. Oh all the way within minutes, and with a fury I rode him with vicious and determined aggression. I so loved the feeling of him in me, knowing that I was giving myself to Nick. He pulled me towards him and kissed me. "Do you want me. Do you want me to breed you?" Yes! Yes! Yes! It felt so good I couldn't scream it out, and in the canopy of trees something had been woken up.
Soon he was on top of me. We kissed and he penetrated me at the same time. The leaves rustled as we moved a bit, and for a moment we thought we were busted, but a squirrel in foliage makes a lot of noise. Laughing and feeling a freedom we had never met, we were in full zone together no matter what happened. His balls were tightening up as were mine. It was inevitable. Soon his sweat was coming off of his forehead and my arms were drenched. I kissed him to the explosion, of which I had never felt. It was so much cum and the intensity and strength surprised me.
Nick kissed me and with his wet semi hard cock on my back, sat behind me playing with my erect private parts. Feeling my up in their sack balls, it was a insurmountable time not to scream out in pleasure. Yet the tightness soon abated to full on pipe clearing, as my testicles shot out globs of my sperm on to the forest floor. My liquids were all over the leaves, and we sat there kissing, even closer than we were before. Before the night was over Nick and I got permission from our parents, as the Boy Scout forms in our backpacks were signed. It was on to new adventures, as the outdoors called us. A mystery of many still remained, but I felt so comfortable with Nick, and we were to learn so much in the coming months.