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This series is based loosely on my time going through middle school, high school and up until now. Mostly true, but somewhat enhanced.
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Part 46
Dozing with my new buddy Ollie in the afternoon sun I was suddenly awakened by a shadow overcoming my entire body. Turns out it was just a passing cloud, but for a second there I freaked a little. My startled jolt awoke Ollie also.
"Well buddy it's been nice but I think we need to be heading back. Don't overlook you've got a 12.25 mile run to get back home." I wanted to get that point out about the mileage difference.
"What's with the exact mileage?" he asked.
"I just thought I'd mention that this is not exactly mid-way between our houses. It's close to 14 miles for me and a little over 12 for you... not sayin' that's why you got here first though, but I'm just sayin...."
"We'll have to re-calculate our start times next Saturday to make it fair." Ollie noted.
"I don't know if we need to be that precise. Besides coming in 2nd place wasn't so bad. Let's just say I enjoyed my prize!" I grinned.
Ollie smiled but said, "I feel bad though that you didn't get to cum. Especially when you have almost 2 miles further to run."
"Well buster bring your 'A game' next weekend cus I'm gonna be aiming to be picking the prize!" I was throwing down the gauntlet.
"Challenge accepted."
I laughed, "The way I see it I can't lose!"
We got our shoes and shirts and walked back to the path where we would part ways to our separate houses. Before saying goodbye Ollie said he felt so happy we would be spending Saturdays together for the next 2 months and although he wished it was more, it is a whole lot more than we were expecting and he was grateful for me coming up with a plan. We looked around and noticed there were a lot of people out on this beautiful Saturday afternoon at the park and so saying goodbye was going to be.... 'kept simple'.
We hugged briefly like 2 'bros' would and he whispered in my ear quickly while we did that it had been a great time.
And with that we jogged off in opposite directions.
Every Saturday for the next 2 months this became our routine. Rain or shine, cool or warm, sunny or cloudy..... it didn't matter. It's what we both looked forward to every week. Sometimes I would 'win' by getting to the meeting point first, sometimes he would. And truth be told sometimes I would kind of hang back on my pace hoping to let him beat me. I liked the idea of having Ollie 'take charge'. Sometimes.
With other guys.... listen to me sounding like I've slept with a bunch of guys. LOL I mean I am still only 17. But with the 2 other guys I've had sex with (not counting the 2 times with Alex) so Ricky and Tom, they would like to be in control and I liked to let them think that they were... only to actually then take over by getting them so hot and bothered that I had control, sometimes without them even realizing it! But with Ollie everything seems different. I'm not sure I want to take charge with him. I'm not sure I could even if I did want to. He's a very in control person. The fact that he is 2 years younger than me means nothing.
Oh.... and that's not counting the one time with Cole either. Geeeesh, maybe I am turning into a cock whore after all? I mean, I am only 17..... but I've already had sex with FIVE guys!!! And that includes actual butt sex with two of them!
Neo, the 17 year old junior who grew up from a 14 year old naive little boy to a cock whore who can give a mean blowjob, deepthroat and swallow... and all before graduating high school. Hahahaa ;)
...and I call Erica the slut? hmmmph ;)
Most of our Saturday rendezvous with pretty much the same. We'd always meet at the same 'watering hole' and the person there first got to take charge. If it was Ollie he would always want to go to that big boulder that overhung the water where we went on our first time there. It was not the most private spot around. But I think he secretly hoped someone would walk along the nearby trail and perhaps glance over a spot him while "relaxing" by hanging on the edge of the large rock, unbeknownst to them what was going on 'under' that rock!
If you tempt fate enough times.... yep you guessed it, what you're looking for comes true!
This one afternoon it was Mother's Day weekend and although it was Saturday the day before, due to the extremely nice weather a large number of people were at the park. The main park was full of families having cookouts and kids playing games. Off the main trial where we were there still remains basic solitude due to the difficulty in accessing the spot.
Once we arrived we did as we'd gotten accustomed to. We'd strip off our shirts and shoes and head off swimming in the water. Eventually we'd find our way over to 'our rock' and I'd assume my position hiding underneath it as my fate for arriving in 2nd place. We never called it 'losing' because being able to suck the other person was a prize worthy of a 2nd place finish... not 'last place'.
And to me I was learning that I preferred sucking to being sucked. Especially if the cock was a nice as Ollie's! So every Saturday to me I was a 'winner' regardless of who got there first.
Once I 'd crawled up under the overhang created by the rock Ollie would wade over in the water that usually was just below waste deep and in typical Ollie fashion he would just stand there. He'd put his arms up on top of the rock to steady himself and just relax while I did my thing.
He was in heaven I'm sure. Who wouldn't be really?
But yet I kept thinking he was secretly hoping someone would come walking by one day.
Well..... THIS was that day!!!
After he had waded up against the edge of the boulder and got comfy with his arms steadying himself, I took over from there.
I had the perfect view! Right in front of me was this 15 year old hottie wearing nothing but nylon running shorts (and a jock underneath).
AND by the time we got to the rock he was all wet, and any guy with nice skin once it gets wet it looks sooo much sexier! All glistening, silky and just soo delicious to look at. Not to mention touch.
And lick.
And suck.
MMMMMMMMMMM ;p
With Ollie the view was extra nice with his super tight waist. 26" and like so tight you could bounce a coin off it. He didn't have defined 'abs' per say, but what he did have was just a very small super tight waist. No body hair at all, save for some sparse pubes hiding below.
He also had a very cute outie belly button.
And not being one to go around flaunting what he has Ollie would not often be seen with his shirt off, so times like this for me to be presented with this fabulous view literally inches in front of my face was spectacular!
Then there was this bulge in the nylon running shorts. Even kept in check by a jock strap it was still noticeable. And we're talking a real athletic jock strap, not the eye candy underwear type.
I started off by licking his tight waist and kissing his cute outie while running my hands all over his sides and up over his chest which was barely hidden by the rock. Anything from his arm pits up was visible.
After awhile my hands would find their way to his ass cheeks and massage them. They felt much like Ricky's.... very firm and tight. Tom had a nice looking ass but it was much softer than Ricky or Ollie's.
Then my hands would run down under the water and caress his thighs, all while still licking and kissing his super tight waist.
YUM YUM YUMMMY I'd let him know I was totally enjoying this.
As usual he was quiet.... focused on the feelings. Maybe a slight moan would escape his mouth, but that probably was considered a moment of weakness or distraction on his part. Part of me wasn't sure how to take this. Sometimes I found it kind of silly, but yet when I see how sexually aware he is, how in tune with the feelings that not only he was feeling but also the person he was with felt I thought I need to pay attention and learn.
After having traveled all over his body with my hands, my mouth, my lips and my tongue (at least from his pits down anyway) I'd find my way to that tantalizing bulge in those thin nylon running shorts.
Yeah. I'd always save the best for last. I learned that from Ollie. If you start with the best part first, then the other parts either get over-looked or not enjoyed as much.
First I'd massage that bulge with my hands. Yep there was enough to keep two hands occupied.
Then I'd try sucking it thru the nylon material. If it wasn't for the jock strap I probably could suck him to the point of making him cum in the shorts, they were that thin. And his thick love muscle hiding under them was hard to miss.
But the damn jock acted like a cage, keeping that monster locked up. And it needed to be set free!!!
And I was just the guy to do it!!! :)
So after having teased his python (and myself) long enough I grabbed both his shorts and his jock strap together and pulled them both down into the water to his knees. It wasn't an easy thing to do like one might think. The jock had to be pulled out to get over that thick teen boy man-sized cock.
But once I did that and his love muscle was set free it was THEE coolest thing to watch how it would bound free. Even though not completely hard yet it would bounce up and down with its slight upward curve to it. Just slowly bouncing, kind of like it was flexing its muscles now that it had been set free. Readying itself for action. Preparing for its attack. Alluring its victim with the bait of desire.
And I was like the proverbial fly drawn into the spider's web.
By this point I was, I don't know.... hypnotized maybe, or caught in the trap of its pheromones, or probably just so damn horny that all I'd do was just lean back open my mouth and offer myself to it. Or I should say, offer myself to "IT".
It's like there was Ollie, and then there was his cock. Two separate beings. But make no mistake about it, that cock of his was a live living being, capable of thinking for itself, able to take charge. Competent to act on its own.
I wanted to say, "Take me. Put that thing deep inside me. In my mouth, my throat, my ass... I don't care, just put that thing inside me!"
But then I realized Ollie wasn't down here with "us" under the big rock. No, Ollie was up on top of the rock relaxing and watching for a passer-by to come walking down the path, oblivious to the interaction taking place below the over-hang between his cock and me.
So I decided to talk to his over-grown teen boy cock itself in a language it could understand.
And to do that I kissed the head hello, and it responded by swelling a bit as if to say 'Nice to see you again'.
Then I licked the head all over and rinsed the pond water off of it with my saliva using my tongue to make it feel good. . And again it responded by lurching upwards as if to say it wanted in.
I opened my mouth wide and laid out my tongue as the welcome mat for it to enter whenever it was ready.
That pet python laid its head down on my tongue and stayed there resting peacefully as if to say "I'm not going to hurt you."
Well... I was having none of that! I tightened my lips and started sucking it deeper into my mouth telling it "Hurt me or not, I don't care! I just want you deep inside me, way down inside me! And like right NOW too. Please?"
That old saying about leading horses to water but not being able to make them drink.... that doesn't apply to cocks. You can lead a cock to a throat and with one swallow you can make it enter! In fact I think once a cock gets the scent of a throat there's no stopping it actually!
MMMMMM Oh yeeeeahhhhh, Ollie moaned quietly up above bringing me out of my trance that I fell into at the sight of his beauty of a love muscle, which reminded me that he actually did have control of his cock..... or at least 'some' control of it. I think?
Either way whoever was in charge, be it Ollie or Mr Python itself someone effortlessly very smoothly guided that thing past my gag reflex and right down into my throat.
And then parked itself there!
It's a good thing I've learned to take a deep breath just as that starts to happen. It's also a good thing that as a young healthy guy who runs a lot I have very strong lungs and can go a long time between breaths.
I was learning that while it was parked deep in my throat there were a number of things I could do to make it feel good. Make groaning sounds, or I should say 'try' making sounds. It's pretty tough to do with your mouth stuffed full of a large thick boy cock! But the effort makes a vibration on the cock that feels great.
Also try swallowing. It's tricky to do at first because when you're not used to it that deep inside you there is this fear that you're going to actually swallow the cock and choke on it. I remember the first time I tried swallowing while deepthroating I had to keep reassuring myself that this dick is securely attached to the body above me and it's not coming off no matter how hard I swallow or suck. Mind over matter. Oh the things I learn from Ollie :)
Suddenly Ollie withdrew his thick beauty leaving only the head in my mouth and quietly but excitedly uttered "Oh my gawd".... and then uncharacteristically rammed it back in with an also barely audible moan.
MMMMM MMMMMMMMMMM Oh yeah!!!
"Don't look now Neo but we got company!" he said in a very quiet voice.
At first I sort of panicked a little and stopped all sucking, but Ollie reassured me things are alright and to keep sucking.
"They are just walking along that path up the top of the hill above the water." he told me adding not to stop sucking no matter what unless he told me to.
I wanted to pull off his cock to ask him if they spotted us but before I even could do that I heard a guy's voice ask, "How's the water?"
"Oh it's wonderful." Ollie yelled back, "Are you going to join us?"
Then I heard a girl's voice say, "No we didn't bring anything to swim in."
"Neither did I." Ollie yelled back up the hill as I felt him move, I'm guessing he raised his hands as if to indicate that maybe he was skinny-dipping.
Meanwhile during this conversation he was doing his usual slight in and out rocking back and forth motion fucking my throat again deeply.
Again the girls voice called back down to us asking, "Do you know if this path leads to anything?"
With that he answered in a breath-taking gasp of "NO......"
and he BLASTED his first shot of cum with such force that it went straight down my throat!!!
".... I don't think it goes anywhere..."
BLAST #2 caused him to let out a slight moan that only I could hear.
"...but to the end of the pond....."
BLAST #3 had him grunting and while our visitors couldn't hear the sounds he was making his speech was quite erratic.
".... and then it just ends."
Then he mutter to me, "Oh fuck! MMMM MMM MMMM!!!" as the remaining blasts had him grunting after each one.
MMMMMPH
another shot of cum
MMMMMPHHH
and another one.
MMMMMPPHHH
"Hey are you alright?" the guy's voice called down the hillside.
Ollie laughed, "Oh I'm fine! I just swallowed wrong." yelling up the hillside, "That's all."
"Oh OK, just wanted to make sure. Being out here all alone you should be careful." he said.
"Oh I have my buddy with me here... somewhere?" Ollie fake looked around as if trying to locate me.
The guy said "Well ok just so your alright we'll be on our way."
Ollie waved good-bye thanking them again and the girl then said, "Enjoy your swim."
And he looked back up at her thrusting his cock in my mouth, probably with a sly smile that I couldn't see. Quietly so she probably couldn't hear him he said, "I am... believe me I am!"
With that he gave his cock a final couple of thrusts and pulled it out of my mouth with me sucking it clean on the way out.
"DAMN THAT WAS INTENSE!" he said still gasping.
"Are they gone?" I asked.
"No! They are coming down the hillside right toward us!" he said panicking.
"Oh shit!" I was like lost what to do.
Then he started laughing! HAA got ya :))
"You little twerp!" I said, "You really had me going for a second there."
Ollie had calmed down from his orgasm, public as it was and told me to pull up his shorts on my way up.
I kissed his beautiful cock as I arranged it carefully back in it's holster and crawled out from under the overhang.
Looking at Ollie I said, "And sorry about the 'little twerp' comment. You just really got me!"
"That's ok, I had it coming!" he was beaming from ear to ear.
As usual we laid out on the rock to dry off while soaking up some sun. "So for being usually a reserve type of guy you seemed to really enjoy that public display of affection." I pointed out to him.
"It's not that I desire to be 'reserved' as you call it, that's just how I am." he explained, "You must bring out the wild side of me!"
"ME?" I feigned my tone in surprise, "I'm hardly the wild and crazy type myself. You've got me confused with Ricky."
"Well then I guess it's up to each of us to bring out the hidden side of each other." Ollie said.
"I hope we like what we create." I said sounding a little concerned.
Ollie seemed confident, "If these Saturday sessions are any indication, ESPECIALLY todays I'm sure we'll love it! THAT was one of my most powerful exciting orgasms ever!" I mean, I was looking right at that couple, especially the girl I could tell was eyeing me up.... and while she's standing right next to her boyfriend you're sucking my cock while I'm shooting loads of my hot cum down your throat!"
"I could tell by the way you shot your load that you were really getting off on it!"
"Oh yeah. THAT was intense!" he said, "And thank you for making it happen!" And then he leaned over and kissed me with a nice slow romantic sensual kiss.
I just melted. "THAT was intense!" I winked at him as I closed my eyes and drifted off.
After we enjoyed our little rest we lay there on 'our rock' talking a bit before we knew we'd have to be heading back home.
"There's something I've been wondering or trying to understand." I told Ollie.
"Oh what's that?" he asked.
"Well you know how we want to keep this..... you know, this "us thing" quiet for the time being?"
"Yeah?"
"Well then times like this happen, or maybe just something much simpler... and it makes me wonder 'how' and 'when' we go about slowly and carefully letting everyone know that there's something between us?"
Ollie thought a bit trying to compose his answer. "I don't know." he finally said, "It's not like I've done 'this' before. My best answer is we'll know when it's the right time. I mean right now we may want to but yet neither of us is ready to come out as gay, especially still living under our parents' roof... and control!"
We both lay there, on our sides facing each other in nothing but skimpy thin nylon running shorts... silent. Thinking. Well ok... and we were also eyeing up each other's body, which made the thinking difficult! ;)
Ollie finally asked, "Why do you ask? I mean are you having second thoughts, are you rethinking the whole 'us thing'? Or are you wanting to come out as a couple NOW??? I mean what is prompting this whole thought?"
"Oh no no no!" I needed to clarify, "My concern really isn't brought on by you and I, or the wait we have in front of us. I feel so comfortable with you even though we've only known each other a short time it feels like a lifetime. I can't see not waiting as an option."
"Then what is it? Ollie asked, "You said you've been wondering about this for awhile now. So what brought it to the point that it's concerning or troubling you?"
I let out a long sigh, "It's Ricky and Tom".
Ollie seemed caught off guard, "Ricky and Tom? What about them. I don't get what you're saying?"
"See you aren't around them daily like I am since you're not in our school. Plus, Ricky lives right next-door to me. And him and Tom are two of my closest friends. Since you don't see them often you wouldn't see what I've been watching over the past few months."
"Is something going on between them?" Ollie asked.
"Yep!" I nodded. "It started after your brother and Erica started dating. First Tom and Ricky got in this big knock down drag out brawl. Black eyes, broken furniture, cops called. But apparently the fight cleared the air between them, and they became good friends after that. Then close friends. Then things became sexual. And now I'm noticing that they are joined at the hip a lot of the time. They're trying to keep it quiet, kind of like we are trying to do but to someone who knows them well, like I do, I can tell they are becoming an item.... or I probably should say they already have become an item."
Ollie was in tune with where I was going with this. "And so you are worried that the same thing could happen to us right?"
"Exactly" I said, "Or maybe already is and we don't see it, just like Tom and Ricky don't see it. So that's why I keep trying to put together a plan in my head of how to go about this in the best possible way."
Ollie thought again for quite a while before replying. "You know how you always say I am so in control of my body, my thoughts, my actions and so on?"
"Yeah it's true, and it's one of the qualities you have that I admire the most." I said.
"Well one of the qualities I admire most in you is the ability you have to see the whole picture. You see the tree, but you also see the forest. And you are really good at handling problems. I am confident that you will observe those around us... your family and friends, my family and friends and all the possible scenarios and come up with what I'm sure will be the best plan for us."
I sighed, "I wish I shared your confidence in me."
Ollie grinned, "It's your best ability! I am certain you will handle this great."
Then he paused a second and said, "You handle problems almost as good as you handle my cock! And that ain't no easy chore either!" he grinned.
I laughed, "You are a handful my little buddy, that's for sure! And there's nobody I'd rather have to handle than you!"
Then I gave him a simple slow kiss, but not until looking around first thanks to our talk about keeping a low profile for the time being. "I hate to say it but time is getting away from us and we need to be heading back home.
As we parted ways at the main trail I told him to wish his mom a happy Mother's Day for me... that is unless he thought it would cause her to read too much into that.
He laughed and said tell my mom the same. "And if either of them was going to read something into that, it'd be that they are pleased we have good taste in selecting our friends. Women are a pushover for that type of sentimental stuff." he said and with that he started off on his run back home.
I watched his ass as he ran off and thought to myself, "Yeah I do have good taste in selecting my friends!"
end part 46
to be continued.....
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