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2004-12-23T01:25:00.000-08:00

An belatted introduction

I sat there and caressed his chest. Just letting my hands wander over the smooth flat surface. I still remember his skin was almost silky as I pressed my palms down and along his muscled torso. I remember his eyes opening and closing in rapid succession as I nibbled his ear. But most of all I remember how it felt when he was inside me.

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We were both 17 and it was the summer of 1987. I remember we drove. Oh man did we drive, all day everyday and everywhere, which was ironically nowhere since it was just up and down Marie's Dr. It was always cold there, but for some reason I always found warmth when I was with him. It was the summer we both discovered each other in more ways than one.

It was on such a day I fell asleep while Pete Driving. I didn’t remember falling asleep especially on his lap, bit it was the waking up that I do remember. I remember waking up and keeping my eyes closed just feeling the briskly wind snap at and toss my hair. That’s not the only thing I felt though; there was a soft incessant nudging at my forehead. Naturally I reached up and grasped it and all of a sudden I heard a soft moan and heavy breathing. I opened my eyes and rolled over as fast as I could only to see peter with his head back and his eyes closed, his arm placed lovingly around my shoulder. The only thing breaking the dead silence was the subtle purr of the engine as was sat parked at the end of the Dr.

I grinned a very evil inward smile, after all who would be the wiser? He was asleep after all! I stayed there for a moment. Contemplating it... feeling the subtle twitch from his cock randomly. I swear, in that dead calm I could feel his heartbeat through his cock, a link between the two of us. My wants triumphed over my morals and slowly but surely, I started to rub his 7.5-inch hard-on with my palm. Easing pressuring up and down along the shaft, my eyes fixated on his bulge.

I couldn’t help myself; I had to actually touch him. I felt a lump in my throat building, my whole body was tense and a sort of nervous tingling feeling just crept over my entire being as I raised my hand to his button, undoing it as carefully as I could and then his zipper. I swear to god, I could feel each damned click of that infernal zipper on its way down. But it was worth it.

That evil smile crept back over my eager face as his cock tented his boxer briefs out of his pants. I gripped his cock again rubbing the underside of the head with my thumb tenderly as I kept glancing at his face for a response, listening to his breathing for a change. Nothing. Slowly I inched my hand downward to his waistband, bighting my lip while straining not to wake him. I inched down his briefs, pulling them up to reveal his beautiful cock. I had to taste it, I had to know. I gripped it solidly by the base, making small motions up and down, just mesmerized by his heartbeat. And slowly, I leaned in and took a lick at his cock head, wrapping my tongue around it and tasting the small bead of pre-cum that had begun to trickle down.

In a flash Pete put his hands down to my head, looking down on me with a mixed look of shock and desire. "Matt. D-don't... not unless you really want to". All I could do was grin and give his cock a few tender pumps before taking his cock head into my mouth, just wrapping my tongue around it one way and then the other.

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To be coninued~

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