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A continuation of my gay teen age adventures
It was just after 10am when I woke the next morning my first thought was Greg then my morning hardon then Greg then a piss I decided the piss was more urgent and went to the bathroom without having to worry about covering up. It was the school holidays I was alone the house was empty apart from me and the dog, Mum, dad, John and Jamie were all at work. I pointed my solid cock towards the pan pushing it firmly down so that it could not spring up and give me an eye full of piss. I imagined it was Greg’s hand pushing my cock as the piss drained he began stroking my willing cock I could feel him pushing up against me his cock sliding up and down the crack of my arse one hand running through my hair while the other wanked me furiously Jesus it felt so real it might not have been one of the biggest loads I let go but fuck it was intense every muscle in my body stretched then quivered on impact my whole body was shaking as I squeezed the last drips from my worn out cock. Little blobs of squeeby all around and over the toilet seat fuck it would be another 3 hours before I would get to feel his touch and warmth for real I turned on the shower and got in.
Even in the shower Greg took over he soaped me all over my shoulders then down my chest his thumbs massaging the soap into my nipples down my body he went washing me as he went he bypassed my cock washed down my thighs he was on his knees his tongue licking his lips kissing my balls and cock his fingers working the soap between my toes the warm water hitting of the tip of my hard cock was intense I had to keep what little spunk I had left if any for my Greg. But I so wanted to cum again I managed to stop myself but it was hard. I dried myself off walked back to my room and fell on to the bed a gentle draught cooling my naked body I dozed off again it was almost 12 when I came too cold and disorientated. I got up and pulled on a nice fresh pair of white CK boxers that I had got for my birthday they were my most expensive pair and wanted to keep them good so had only worn them twice before
I sprayed plenty of lynx all over then pulled on fresh socks and tee shirt finally I put on my light blue Nike Trackies. The nerves in my stomach started to go Butterflies the lot What if he does not turn up, What if he wants to shag me, What if I cant cum, Fuck I should not have had so many wanks last night my head was all over the place. I checked myself out in the mirror about ten times I fixed my hair about the same. I sprayed more lynx over myself all the while the dog is running around me desperate to get out for a piss.

12.30 on the dot I left the house I had arranged to meet Greg in the park at one it took about 20 minutes to walk from my house to the park the dog was in a sniffing mood so we stopped at every pole for him to mark his scent. Then disaster I bumped into my mate Gary he was on his way up to mine to see if I was coming out. Fuck I had to think of an excuse fast. I told him I was just taking the dog out then I had to go and meet my Dad at his work. Gary asked if he could come but I said that he would not be allowed I said that it was an interview with his boss for work experience. I had to turn back and head for the house Gary walking with me all the way. I went inside and watched for a few minutes until I knew he was gone then got out and sprinted all the way to the park praying as I ran that Greg would wait. Bryson saw Jack Greg’s dog and ran towards him fuck relief he had waited I slowed down trying to act all cool as I walked towards him but in my head it was like watching those scenes in movies when the guy and woman go towards each other in slow motion. I heard Greg’s voice “awe right mate how’s it hanging”
“it’s not bud it’s pointing and hard “
Without saying another word to each other we walked towards the woods the dogs following us this time.

I have to admit I was very nervous walking into the woods with Greg. It is one thing lying in the privacy of your bedroom dreaming of making mad passionate love to the guy of your dreams as you wack one off. But in real life when you are as inexperienced as I was your head is spinning with I am shite at sucking, what if I cum too soon , what do I do if he try’s to fuck my arse , what if I fart when he is down sucking me. We walked towards the tree that we had sat on the afternoon before the dogs were running about wildly having great fun. We were stood there two 15 year old hormone riddled teenage boys waiting on the other making the first move. The day before I was completely comfortable in Greg’s company today I was a nervous wreck. We sat and smoked more watching the dogs running about than looking at each other. I had a raging Bonner in my trackies that I needed and wanted taken care off but Greg was not showing any interest. Fuck it I made the first move I slid my left hand on to his right thigh rubbing my hand back and forth a few times working further up to his balls the soft track suit material letting my hand ride up smoothly eventually my thumb hit his package unsure if it was balls or cock it did not matter I had touched him and he never pulled away my whole hand cupped his package his cock was hard his balls warm and firm I could feel the sticky pre cum oozing out my own cock. I looked at him he grinned fuck it I could not stand it any more I moved my hand up to his waistband and forced my hand down under his trackies and boxers I felt the soft foreskin his warm sticky pre cum on my fingers I worked down feeling the whole length of his cock because of the way he was sitting it was hard to reach his balls. Fuck I wanted him badly. After a few uncomfortable seconds we stood up our lips came together and we kissed hard our lips crashing our tongues searching each others mouths I had his cock in my hand sort of wanking him inside his boxers he had one hand on my head the other feeling my bum. I put my thumbs either side of his waistband and pushed down as I slid to my knees his hard dripping cock springing free my mouth moved to the head of his cock my tongue licked up the oozing pre cum my mouth moved over his cock taking in about 2 – 3 inches I sucked and slurped at his solid throbbing manhood fuck I was in heaven again I was not gagging the feeling of his soft skin in my mouth was fantastic my hands firmly gripping his arse cheeks I did not want this to end I took a little more then another inch I gagged I took the opportunity to lookup his eyes were closed his head back I firmly wanked him a little then moved my mouth back over his cock he began to fuck my face I could smell his musky balls as he moved back and forth He grabbed my head and forced his whole length into my throat I gagged and pushed him away. He pulled my head towards him he was wanking his cock furiously then he let out a whimper and my face was covered it was in my eyes on my nose dripping down my face he was whimpering away yes yes yes as he squeezed the last of his squeeby out of his cock my tongue licked up the last of it the salty bitter taste of his cum in my mouth I pulled some from my face down into my open mouth tasting the thick globby goo I so wished that he had cum in my mouth. To my disappointment Greg pulled up his boxers and trackies shouted on his dog and walked away saying just
“Catch yea later I have to go “ and got off.
I called after him “you be down tomorrow “
“I don’t know might be if I am I will see yea then”

Fuck I was left there in the woods a still raging hardon all alone totally confused. Had I done something wrong? Was I shite at sucking and he had got upset because he had to wank himself off? I was well pissed off. I suppose I felt used and abused it did not stop me whacking one off over the fallen tree just where he had been sat but that was no compensation for the blowjob I had been cheated out off. I walked back up the road with the dog The knees of my trackies bogging right through my face all sticky with dried in cum trying to work out what had went wrong and wondering if I would ever see Greg again Thankfully I never bumped into anyone I knew.

That whole afternoon my head was pickled I was delighted and happy that I had met Greg that I had sucked his cock and took a face full of his cum. He wasn’t the best looking guy around in fact he was a bit fat and his cock was on the smaller side of average on the cock scale that I use now it would only get about a 4 / 10. But there was just something about him that made me go all fuzzy inside.
It had all went so wrong. I lay on top of my bed and thought about everything that had happened in those woods second by second. Was he mad that I had been late I never even explained why , Was it my technique of sucking him was it wrong is that why he had to finish himself off . Or did I say or do something else. I lay there until mum came in. When mum came in I went into the living room.
The first thing mum said “yuk you have been slobbering in your sleep” she licked her finger and wiped something off my face. Shit I froze. I realised that in my depression of trying to work out what had happened I had not cleaned my face. I even still had on the trackies with the knee stains and now mum was wiping another guys jizz off my face just as well mum isn’t too bright.
“What you been up to she asked you have a very guilty look on your face?”
If only she knew why. Fuck I would have been hit with every heavy item she could get her hands on.
“I am going for a shower”
“Yea not before time look at the state of you get those trackies changed”

In the shower I gave my face a right good wash as I washed I thought about what I was washing away my cock grew as my mind wandered I was back in the woods Greg’s cock in my mouth and sucking away. A rich soapy lather lubricating my hard cock my arse cheeks tightened and I let go spunk mixing with the soap a weird combination a sort of pasty lather. I finished off my shower Just as Jamie battered at the door of the bathroom he was just in from work and needed in to the toilet I Pulled on my boxers half dried and let him in he stood pissing as I dried off properly.

That night I met up with my mates and my girlfriend Karen and we went to another mates house with some drink and smoke and we all had a bit of a night I was sitting on my mates bed Karen on my left and my mate Ryan on my right I had my arm over Karen’s shoulder and a can of lager in my other hand there were 5 people all together sitting ion the bed a bit of a squeeze Ryan was in the middle with two other mates beside him our legs were touching and every time either he or I went to take a drink of our can we rubbed off each other the warmth of him against my side was turning me on and as you do I sprung a stiffy . I was scared to move of course anyone seeing it would assume that it was for Karen but the truth was that it was all for Ryan.

Later on that night as I walked Karen home we stopped behind some shops this was the first chance we had to be alone all night. We began kissing I slid my hand on to her tit we were both pretty drunk and I got a little carried away I tried to lip my hand on to her vag she pushed me off and I got a bit rough trying to force my hand in she slapped me and stormed off crying. I went after her when I caught up she told me to fuck off that she did not want to see me again and stormed off in to the night.
I went home and straight to bed. I lay for ages just thinking about the shit day I‘d had of course I threw in the obligatory wank there was no way I could get to sleep without one also it was to be my last night in my room the following day John was taking it over as his girlfriend would be staying this weekend and his new bed was being delivered the following morning my protests had fell on deaf ears so I was moving in with Jamie this was to be my last wank of freedom.
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