Happy Cocksuckers, Almost Summer, 1962, part 2
Attention readers. This is a continuation of a story called
A Very Young Man's Summer Job
It went to 9 chapters here on Nifty under ADULT YOUTH so far, but I am switching it over to the HIGH SCHOOL section for a while, and titling it
Happy Cocksuckers, Almost Summer, 1962
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See author's notes at the end, if you like. ___________________________________________________________
Happy Cocksuckers, Almost Summer, 1962
Everyone has that moment when sex becomes real, that week, that month where what had been abstract pictures in old magazines tucked away and stories overheard in the locker room become sweat, pounding hearts and rasping breath, wide eyed with wild smiles and full of passions that one didn't even realized existed until that moment.
This was the first month of that journey for me.
Theo rode along next to me, the panic and fear and tears now suddenly gone from his face as I explained that Mr. Connors hollered at me for being so careless, but he didn't call my mom.
Conners said the only time no one is around is Monday afternoons, I added.
Theo was quiet for a minute, then said What do you think he meant by that?
I'm not sure, I said, but I think he means that if you and me were ever going to stay late like that again, we better do it on a Monday.
Wow, Theo said, and we rode together for another minute in silence.
We rode past the square and the library, past the nice end of Milltown where Theo lived and into the Oak Hill neighborhood where me and Robby live. We just kept going up until we reached one of the entrances to Skytop Trail, turned onto the gravel path and rode on.
The trail looped around the upper edges of Oak Hill, and there were some nice views as we rode along. Soon we could see the picnic park off to the right, and the tidy block house building that was the rest room for the area. Even though it wasn't kept locked up, everything there was always clean and well painted. We rolled our bikes around to the far side, away from the view of the picnic grounds, and sat on the bench against the wall.
We knew we weren't entirely alone. One car had a mother and kids playing at the opposite end of the little park, and there was a pick up parked closer that I recognized from working at Miller's Hardware. The sons and workers from Martin's Farm often stopped in for sacks of feed and other miscellaneous, and that was one of their vehicles, for sure.
Theo and I sat there, enjoying the vista view that this park and the trail were designed to feature. No one could see us, and we looked at each other and started to grin those wide eyed grins as our hands started to push and pull on our cocks through our shorts and underwear. In a flash we had belts and pants undone, and were jerking off once again. I moved over and stroked Theo's dick and his hand went for mine.
There was a little gravel path that led from the building back to the trail, and a much less noticeable path that continued past that into the brush and short trees a little down the hill. As I was enjoying the late afternoon sun and the feel of Theo's dick, I looked towards that further path and thought maybe we should go find a place to 69. Imagine my shock as I saw some movement there in the distance, then John Martin appeared and started to walk towards us. Oh shit! we both hissed as we tucked dicks away and pulled shirts down as if we weren't doing anything.
John Martin was a nice guy, strong, handsome and built from working the farm. I would guess he was in his mid 20s, married, kids and wife who sometimes came into the hardware store with him. He saw me and recognized me, smiled and walked right up and said Hi, you guys seem to be relaxin'. C'mon this way and I'll show you a better place to relax.
I looked at Theo, and I was clearly smiling a smile that said it was OK. Theo grinned and we stood and followed John right back the way he'd just come. A minute's walk along what was really only a hint of a path, John turned and seemed to just walk into a big fir tree. On the other side was an open space surrounded by thick furs. Someone had cut some low rustic benches that faced each other, and John went towards the one as he motioned for us to sit on the other.
The next move he made seemed so friendly and natural in those surroundings, especially considering that he'd almost 100% seen or at least understood what Theo and I had been up to back up the hill. He unbuckled his belt and undid his pants, dropped them to his ankles and nonchalantly said I used to jerk off here with my brothers and some friends all the time when I was your age.
He sat down and leaned back, spread his knees and started stroking a thick and very manly man dick. Theo and I stood for a minute, our backs to our bench facing John, watched his stroking pretty intensely, looked at each other and smiled, and in an instant our pants were down, our naked buts on the old smooth wood, our knees spread, and our hands on our dicks.
I watched John pump his cock, and looked at his face. He was all smiles, and was looking back and forth at both of our young man dicks. Its OK, he said, You guys can jerk each other off like you were doing up the hill. Hell, I won't tell anybody.
I moved closer to Theo as he moved closer to me. We were all hands and dicks and laughs, and I was completely excited by the whole scene. If you want, John said, smiling, then hesitated. You guys want to jerk my cock? John asked, and I was hoping he would ask. Come on, I said to Theo and we kicked off our shorts and socks and sneakers and plopped down on our knees on either side of John. We both reached for his cock, and our hands were suddenly all over it, exploring its length, its girth, the way the skin moved, the shape of the shaft and especially the shape of the big mushroom head. Our hands moved all over his hair and his balls. It was a good looking cock, and I wanted to just go ahead and suck on it, but Theo had never seen or sucked a real grown up dick, as far as I knew, and I leaned back a little to give him some more room. I used one hand while he kept using two, exploring every bit of it, getting a real feel for it, and getting a close look at it. He seemed mesmerized by the hair, and the way John's ball hung. As I slowly stroked him during all this, I started to turn John's dick more towards Theo. I watched his face and I could see that same crazy, drunken look I probably got on my face. His mouth opened and his breath came harder. His hands slipped off John's cock and rested on his thighs. Now it was just me jerking that cock towards his mouth, and Theo's mouth opening wider as he leaned over that broad cock head. John's body moved forward on the bench just a tiny bit, and I was stroking it right up there, almost to his lips. Theo's mouth opened even wider, and he was panting as he leaned a little bit closer, my cock filled hand jerking it towards his mouth.
I was watching so closely, my face right in there. Theo looked like he was going to swoon as his eyes seemed to glaze and his tongue lolled out. His panting was causing his upper body to sway, and I kept stretching shaft and the tip up with each stroke towards his open mouth. His rolling torso rolled forward and his tongue was suddenly, finally, resting on, pressing against the front of that handsome cock head. Still heaving back and forth some, I could see his tongue start to press and then swirl the cock I was still stroking. Theo moaned, and John moaned, followed by an almost inaudible That's right. Theo's hand circled the shaft again and he raised his head up a little and wrapped his lips around it and started to suck a real man cock for the first time.
I let go and leaned back just a little, but wanted to see so I stayed pretty close. This was only the third time Theo had ever sucked anyone's dick, and the first time it was a man. His breathy moans were quiet but really intense. I was pumping my cock, and heard John say Now you take over for a minute.
I was right on it, and I loved the firmness of the edges of the big mushroom in my mouth. He really gave no warning at all when a bolt of hot come came shooting out, and then more as I sucked and swallowed and made funny noises all at the same time.
Is he coming? Theo asked, and I looked and Theo's face was as close to me as mine had been to him when he'd had a mouthful of cock. Here, I said and pointed it at him. He sucked quickly and I worked the last ropes of jizz up the length of John's shaft and into his mouth. Theo sucked hard and worked the globs of jizz off the tip as I squeezed them up the length of John's flesh muscle.
We looked at John and his expression said all we needed to hear. Now you two sit close, and he gently pushed us backwards towards our bench. We were thigh to thigh and grinning from ear to ear as John got on his knees in front of us and proceeded to alternate back and forth. I rested my hand on his muscular shoulder while he sucked mine, and I liked the manliness of it all. He was a young man. I was a young man. Theo was a young man, and here we all were, sucking cocks like wild young men. We both came like little cannons, and John seemed to enjoy missing some of it and letting it drool down our shafts, soaking what little hair we had and glazing our balls.
As John got his pants in order, he smiled and said Someday you guys will screw girls, and let me tell you that is as great as everyone says, but remember, if you still want to get your cock really sucked, or just feel like suckin' dick, this little grove of trees is the best!
He smiled and waved and disappeared back out through the trees, while we still sat there, dazed and come covered with our pants off and silly grins on our faces.
Here, I said, let me clean all that up, and I pushed Theo back a little and sucked wet lips along his ball sack and his upper thighs and the lower part of his belly, licking off half dried come. His cock grew back to attention and I went ahead and stretched out on the pine needles. Without a word spoken or even needed, Theo moved around for a side by side 69. As I stroked his cock, now fully hard again, and licked and licked the head and piss slit, I could feel him moving my cock to the side, one way and then the other, sucking up half dried come from my balls, then we were both gulping cock again like wild things.
I was sucking Theo and thinking how amazing it had been watching him swallow a grown up man dick for the first time. The I stopped sucking and looked down at Theo and said How about John Martin's big dick? Theo popped my cock out of his mouth and giggled It was great! I kept stroking him, but kept talking. It was really cool watching you suck that man-dick, I laughed. You sucked it, too, he said, still giggling. How about all that hair? he said and his hand sped up a little on my cock. How about all that jizm? I laughed, and sped my strokes up, too. Did it shoot really hard? I only tasted the end of it. Yeah, I said, a real cock rocket blast, and we both burst into laughs, then both started sucking cock while stroking and head bobbing. I could feel my jizz coming on and hoped Theo was going to come again, too.
I'm gonna jizz, I said, and let go an energetic shot of young man juice into Theo's mouth, my hips bucking pretty intensely. I felt him tense and then buck and moan through a mouthful of my dick as he shot a second round into my mouth, smaller this time, just sort of lubing the insides of my mouth with jism, but enough to make it fun. Enough for a good taste. We both flopped back onto our backs and just lay there panting and grinning.
What a great discovery! What a great session of sucking dicks with someone completely unexpected! What a great experience watching Theo become even more of a man!
Stay tuned for the next chapter.
AUTHOR'S NOTES:
Like all my stories, this one is a combination of real experiences and situations and people from my life used as the jumping off point for storytelling. I freely change places and dates and sometimes combine several people into one character to make for a better tale. Though this one does not, I love stories that take place in the tack room of the barn, whether straight, bi or gay, because that was central to my sexual experiences growing up.
Though this story takes place before I was 18, I do not wish to relive my comically promiscuous youth. If you are under 18, or like to pretend you are, go away. If you are over 18 and think you'd like to talk about something you've done or wish to do that is in any way questionable, legally, go away. Period. I write my stories for fun, because I enjoy the feeling I get from writing them. My character is always freely making choices, in control of his own destiny and passions, and having fun. Man or woman, if you have a great sense of humor, find my stories amusing, and have some sort of comment, feel free to write.
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Otherwise, just enjoy!
Raj Pepper