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This is a true story about friendship and coming of age. The names were changed. These events took place in the early 1970's. I do welcome constructive comments, and thank you to those that have. I also thank everyone for voting and if you really like what I am writing about, tell me so and also VOTE,VOTE, VOTE. This is a true story of a friendship that has evolved over 40 years. This is also a tribute and a memorial to my friend, Dale, who passed away a few months ago. I am not a professional writer. This is not the typical gay suck and fuck story that seems to permeate this site and others. Both Dale and I grew up,went to college, eventually married women and had heterosexual sex,families and careers. But I am getting ahead of myself, so let me move onto part IV.
For the next couple of weeks I helped my parents paint the exterior of the house to ready it for winter and also seal the exposed wood that the paint had peeled off from. My dad came home from work one day in a really fowl mood and went right to the refrigerator and grabbed a bunch of beers. Well as part of his agreement with my mother, as part of the reconciliation, he was going to quit drinking as that was part of the problem in the first place and why their marriage almost crumbled the first time. Well Mom, my brother, Frank and I were outside painting and dad was inside getting pickled. My mom went inside to ask my dad to come outside and join us. The next thing I see is my mom flying backwards out the door she went in at and off the 3 foot high porch. Luckily my brother was there and he basically caught her before she could hit the ground. My brother hollered,” Dad, what the fuck is wrong with you!!?” My dad charged out into the yard and beat the holly shit out of my brother. Then for no apparent reason my dad came charging at me and at that point I threw a open full bucket of paint in his face, as I was not going to get beat for just being there. I ran for my life to get away from that crazy son of bitch.
The last thing I remember, as I ran from him is I was heading towards Dales house. I felt a sharp pain in the back of my head and then it was lights out. I woke up to sirens and Dale was holding me in his arms, and pleading, “Stay with us Mike, please don't die!!” I blacked out again and woke up in the hospital. A doctor was talking to me as I awoke. “Mike, can you hear me?” As my eyes came into focus it was Dr. Capitos, he was my pediatrician. “ Hi doc.”, I said. “ Doc, what's going on, the last thing I remember is running from my crazy SOB father.” Well, Mike, your father apparently threw a brick at you and hit you in the head, and honestly son, you are lucky to be alive and you have this young man over here to thank for it.” I looked over and there was standing my best friend and guardian angel, Dale. Dr Capitos continued,” Had it not been for Dale beating your father with a baseball bat to get him off of you, you would probably be dead now.” “Mike, I want you to rest now, OK?” “Ok Doc.” Doc left the room and Dale walked over to my bed. “Mike, I am sorry I could not have done more”. He had tears in his eyes as he talked to me. I seen he had two black eyes. I reached very slowly and touched his swollen face, “Did my father do this?” “ Yes” Dale responded. I pulled him to me and held him, as we both cried. I cried for the pain my father inflicted on my one true friend and also for the irreparable damage he, my father, did to our whole family. I was in the hospital for one month. The hospital administrator and Dale's parents allowed Dale to stay at my bed side. He was there to help me in and out of bed to get to the bathroom. He even insisted on helping with my sponge baths, to the chagrin of the nurse's. He even helped me eat, as my arms were both broken by my father's beating of me. Dale had a cot by my bed where he slept. As I was feeling better, I would invite him to sleep next to me. I would wake sometimes to find him holding me with his arms wrapped around me. I felt safe, secure and yes ,loved. I realized looking at him one night he literally laid his life down to protect me and put himself in harms way to do that. I thought to myself, how the hell do you pay someone back for that. I knew then that Dale and I were going to be friends for life and nothing and no one would get in the way of that.
I was released and my mother and brother met me and Dale, at the hospital for the long drive home. My brother, looked worse than I did yet somehow he fared better than I did. Dad was in jail, awaiting trial. While I was in the hospital, mom placed papers with the court for a divorce decree. We had savings to live on until mom found a job and my brother also pitched in as well. Life was ok, and we as a family were healing also. Mom found a job managing a local restaurant and made more money than our father did. My brother went to work in a local foundry and worked in the diecast department. His take home base pay was $40k a year, and that was in 1970's money. Between my mom and my brother, the household income was almost 100k per year. We did not suffer as my dad was no longer in the picture, we proved we could take care of ourselves.
While both my mom and brother were working I had the house to myself. In another month, school will start. I went and registered early for classes and took a bunch of advanced placement tests, at my counselors insistence. The next week my counselor called me to come in to discuss my courses I was to take that year. My counselor informed me that I tested two grades ahead of where someone my age normally would be. He said that he was going to recommend that I be placed in the seventh grade. This was great news, as Dale and I can now be in the same school and classes together.
I rode my bike from school over to Dale's house. I knocked on the front door and Dale answered. “I have great news and I think you will be happy also.” “Dale you and are going to be classmates!!” I exclaimed. “Mike, But how?” “ I took a bunch of advanced placement tests and tested 2 grades smarter than is normal!!” Dale looked at me and smiled and said, “I am so proud of you, Mike.” At that point he reached over and pulled me close and hugged me. I felt his hardon pressing against my hardon. “Geez, Dale, you really are happy for me aren't you?”, I said. Dale leaned forward and placed his hands on both sides of my face. He slowly moved forward and gently kissed me on the lips. I had never kissed another boy before, a girl yes, but not a boy. As he let his hands slowly drop, I reached around his waist and held him close to me. I did not let our lips part, as I kissed him back, but I also slid my tongue between his lips and open mouth. I touched the tip of his tongue with mine, then I flattened mine out against his. He started to press his tongue against mine and the tongue wrestling was on. The feel and softness of his youthful tongue and lips were indistinguishable from that of a girl of similar age. I pushed him backwards onto the couch, without separation. I was on top of him, laying to his side. I stopped for a moment to slide off his T-Shirt. All the time we spent at the “Y” paid off as both of us used the weight and machine room, we were both ripped with 6 pack abs and muscles in places that no longer exist on my present day body. I just looked at his naked torso in utter amazement.” Mike, what are you staring at?” asked Dale.” Your beautiful body”, I said. “Well, if you want to see beauty, just wait a sec.” Dale jumped up and unzipped his cutoffs and flung them across the room. He was standing before me naked and all I could do was smile in amazement.” Well what are you waiting for or am I going to have to get you naked myself?” screamed Dale “ Fuck it, I strip you myself!” With those words spoken, he pulled me to my feet, then he grabbed my shirt and pulled it over my head, in the same stroke of his hands he pushed me backwards onto the couch, as I fell onto the couch, my feet went in the air and my shoes went flying in opposite directions. He leaned down and unzipped my shorts, grabbed my shorts and undies, then flung them over in the corner of the living room. “You still wear undies, are you kidding?” he chided me. He was a little winded as he flopped down next to me on the couch. Next he said,” OK, now I have waited long enough for some of you getting into all of me and I want it now. I miss you and your touch and I am pretty damn certain you feel the same, tell me if I am wrong!!”
“Dale, shut up” and that said, I leaned over his left shoulder, leaned into his groin, opened my mouth and inhaled what made him so physically special, the beautiful veinless, soft and delectable cock. This time took considerable effort to help him get an erection, which in itself was strange, but munching on a soft young cock is always fun in itself, as I found out. The pleasure of sucking a flaccid young cock is when it starts to before hard usually instantaneously. I liked his cock as you could feel it engorging while in your mouth. I slowed down and started focusing my efforts on his incredibly smooth balls and his taught scrotum around his balls. I jacked him slowly and licked and massaged his balls. I learned how to bring him to the edge and stop. All this time Dale was moaning and groaning, please don't stop.
“Mike, I want you in me.” Dale exclaimed. I stopped, but kept stroking him slowly, as I asked” Dale, I thought we agreed no anal sex, have you forgotten?” “Mike, I want you to try it on me and I do not want to do it to you as long as you do not want to”, Dale reasoned. “Dale, I know fucking you in the ass will hurt and possibly injure you.” “ Mike, would you consider fucking me, please”. Dale got up and ran up stairs and came back down with a large jar of Vaseline. He grabbed a handful and spread it all over my cock and the remainder in his ass crack, and asshole. Dale then leaned over the back of the couch and said,” Please will you at least try” Reluctantly I agreed, but said if I see blood I AM STOPPING. Dale said” ok”. I pressed the head of my cock at his asshole. He took a deep breath and his asshole seemed to lose all tension and actually loosened up. Dale screamed,” I can feel it going in Mike.” He was right it was sliding in, with minimal resistance. I was shocked and stunned. I stopped when I was balls deep in him. “Dale, are you Ok, PLEASE TELL ME YOU ARE” “I am ok,it hurts a little bit.” “I am going to pull out and see if there is any bleeding, and if there is we are stopping, that's final” I exclaimed. I pulled my cock most of the way out, and seen a little blood, but just a few drops. “Dale, I seen a few drops of blood do you want to stop?” “No”, Gawd does that feel good. Ok I WILL CONTINUE. I slid it back into him “ Awww AHHHHHHH,SHIT Motherfucker that feels so fucking good please keep going” screamed Dale. I started to pick up speed, god was his ass tight. It felt like heaven on my cock. He actually bucked into my groin. Ahhh God this felt so fucking good. His ass was grabbing my cock with every thrust. I could feel my orgasm was coming soon. “Dale”, I whispered, I am going to come in a few seconds, OHHHHAHHHH and at that, squirt after squirt of cum was being deposited in my best friends ass. That was the first time in my life I came 5 consecutive times in a row. I was experiencing a lot of firsts with Dale. I collapsed on top of his back, I was exhausted, I came to the realization sex equals work at a very early age. “Mike, are you ok?”, “Yes Dale, I am just exhausted, But , I want you to cum also. I went to the bathroom, washed up and returned. Dale was laying on his back on the couch. I sat down at his feet and started to rub them, mostly as a gesture to want him to feel good. I gently rubbed his inner-thighs, then I pushed his legs open and crawled up to where I had easy access to Dale Jr. I gently examined that beautiful young cock and always enjoyed my explorations of his willing genitalia. I gently caressed and needed his foreskin, it was flexible and stretchable, within reason. I ran my fingers along his flaccid member, noting the color and texture changes, I watched how the penile skin transitioned to the skin of scrotum, how the skin'a tension was controlled by the body as you breathed on the balls, the skin would tighten and as it was heated by my breath it would loosen its tension. I looked under his scrotum and how it connected to the base of the balls. I loved experimenting with Dale's as he was a will subject, that never complained. I returned to the head of his cock. I gently spread the opening to his urethra. Dale screamed,” Shit that felt good”. I gently licked the opening, all the while listening to Dale's praising of my efforts. I slid his cock head into my mouth, and licked it all around and sucked on it, as it slid in and out of my mouth. I thought I would try and swallow his whole cock to its base. The secret is learning to relax your throat muscles and control your gag reflex's. I just kept swallowing, and relaxing as I did it. I managed to swallow all but 2 inches. AHHHHHHH,SHIT that feels so fucking good please keep going” screamed Dale. Just as I achieved this Dale started to cum and boy did he. I just held him there and he shot load after load down my throat. I thought I was going to get sick, but I held it together. Dale's limp cock fell from my mouth, as did a little cum from the tip of his dick. Dale looked at me as I laid my head on his stomach, for a quick nap.