Simon and Stuart
This story begins when I was in High School. I had known Stuart since I was in daycare and our family were long time friends. Stuart and I often went out as friends, doing everything normal teenagers do and even though I had thoughts that I may be gay, I had never looked at him in that way. I had my eyes on another friend from school that I had known since I was about six, but had never plucked up the courage to say anything to because I knew he wasn't gay.
My story begins on a summer day. It was warm and breezy, the perfect temperature to be outside enjoying nature. After spending most of the morning riding bikes, we decided to go back to my house. Stuart knew I had a tent and was pretty keen on having me put it up. I wasn't sure I wanted to do that because my dad was a stickler about his yard and he wouldn't be happy that I had put a tent on the grass. Stuart pressed on at me and I dug the tent out from under the stairs, along with some equipment to go camping. We went out to the back yard and started to put up the tent. It was just a small, two-man tent with not a lot of room. One of those tents that has just one pole at each end and sits in a triangle shape and has string straps to tie the doors closed. We put in the small camp stove and a battery-operated radio and talked about how cool it would be to have a sleep over and get some candy to have a midnight snack.
Dinner time came and I told Stuart to ask his mom if she would let him stay to camp in the garden. My mom agreed and Stuart came back with a sleeping back and night cloths around six thirty. I was so excited to have a sleep over. My experience with that didn't have a lot of sleep as we talked and ate candy and laughed at stupid things all night.
Evening came, and it was time to settle down. We took a night light and went out to the tent after making sure both of us used the restroom first. It would only be a bucket from now on until tomorrow morning. After getting settled in, we got comfortable and began eating our treats of chocolate and chips and taking and laughing as teenagers do. Time went by and pretty soon it was time to lay down.
The light turned out and everything went silent as we tried to get to sleep in the cold night air. I began to hear a slight scratching, shaking sound and wondered what it was. Facing the outer wall of the tent, I opened one eye and waited to hear the noise again. It was a rustling sound coming from Stuart. "Stu", I whispered...."are you asleep?" The sound I heard stopped for a moment and I didn't get a response. "Stu" I whispered again, "what are you doing?" I turned over in my sleeping bag to see if I could tell if he was awake, in the dim light of the outdoor light my parents had left on. I could just about see one eye slightly open looking back at me and then I realized what the sound had been. As I looked down Stuarts sleeping bag, I saw the raised fabric over his crotch and I knew the sound was of him masturbating. Oh no...man I'm sorry! I didn't mean to....... "What" he asked. I can see what your doing and I didn't mean to disturb you, I just.... "You wanna see?" he asked. I didn't know what to say. Something inside me did want to see and before I could answer, he threw the unzipped cover away. There before me was the biggest hard cock I had ever seen! Nine inches and thick and his hand around the base. I stared at his cock for a moment and then looked back at him. "Wow" I said. I couldn't believe how big it was. "Suck it" he said. I didn't react, I was still in shock. "Come on, suck it....you know you want to". With that invitation, I reached over and pulled the boxers down from his waiste and licked the tip of his cock. I grabbed his dick with my hand, and slowly moved my lips over the head of his dick, pulling back the skin as I moved. It felt good! I went down again with my lips to just below the head and sucked hard on the way back. I had never done this before and didn't know if I was doing this right. I could hear his breathing change and I continued taking in his huge dick. Slowly, I lowered my lips to half way down his shaft, and brought them back towards the head. Suddenly, I felt his hands on the back of my head, pushing me down to take in more of his cock. It wasn't long before I could feel his pubes touch the end of my nose and I gagged a little from the immense size of that member in my mouth. I brought my lips back up towards the tip, his hands still cradling my head. I could feel every vane in his skin and I was enjoying every moment, almost as much as him.
I came back up to work on the head of his cock and used my hand to jerk him off at the base. "I'm gunna c...I'm.....I'm gunna.....I'm gunna cum" he said and at that, five powerful shots of warm, white cum hit the back of my mouth. I took his dick from my mouth, looked him straight in the eye and swallowed every last drop he had delivered. Then, I went back to gently caress the head of his dick and lick any remaining cum that had leaked. I lay back down on my side and drifted off to sleep, happy and knowing I had just had my first sexual experience.
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