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Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: admin Posted on: 19 Mar 1999 0 comments
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Short by JeremyAnother boy. Strange and curious. What was I thinking. This was a while back. I was thirteen, slightly older was he and were both rather misunderstood as guys. This was away at a summer camp in the middle of June in California of all places. I had been building a very obsessive stance toward a certain girl there with us. I knew her name, her wonderful face and all the delights that came with seeing her day after day. Her ass. Jesus. I thought of her only when I came. Still do actually. I'd walk behind her, watch her sway and tease me and those who knew what to look for. Many times the way of her overwhelmed me and what I'd imagine I would have her do. Once, walking to a certain soccer class I saw her standing at the entrance of the pool building. Just waiting and talking to a friend of hers. She saw me as I passed and smiled. I almost fell down right there. The restrooms were not but around the corner and there I went. Into a stall. I sat for a second then had flashes of her come to me. I stood, stripped down to my ankles and began. My heart hurt and I was panting. Faster and harder, I felt myself jerk then stutter. I watched and slowed my grip, and concentrated on the tip. The head of my cock, softly teasing the inch of silky skin under there. A steady guyser of wet escaped and dewed the door and speckled tile at my feet. The last string wrapped over the tip and slipped down my shaft to my fingers. Of course I licked them off and shuffled back out to the world. The next time I came was with another boy. He was my friend, his room was across the hall from mine and my roommates. This particular night my roommate was sleeping elsewhere as had been happening for several nights. The boy in turn slept in my room, in the empty bed. We talked most of the night. Didn't sleep and kept insinuating things about girls and jerking off. We were silly. I told him who I had been wanting to get with and he was amazed. He wanted her too. We smiled at one another in the dark and made bets as to would get her first. Real guy things to do. We spoke about her. What power she had over us. What made her so damn fine. We listed her finer qualities. Her ass was the main draw to both of us. She was tall, big breasts, she was smart. I found that rather appealing myself. I was already hard thinking about her, talking about her. I told him the scenario I envisioned with her. She would corner me, push me into the restroom in the science building and slowly suck me, swallow me and let me spoon her. I could hear his sheets bobbing in the dark that I had now adjusted to. I turned and saw him beat through the covers. He saw me and smiled. I continued with my story and started to jerk off too. He picked up where I stopped. His story was grander, much more involved and detailed. He saw her coming to his room naked, sit on his bed and rub his erection through the thin sheet. He'd cum and she would uncover him and sit on his dick. He said she would pull herself open, and slide him in. I shot into my underware as he spoke. I laughed when he finished and he did too. I got up and left to the restroom down the hall. I washed off, peed. The idea of what we were doing struck me as strangely comforting. The incorporation of another. I laughed at my self in the mirror. He came into the restroom behind me. I could see the wet on his shorts. He just smiled and pointed at my crotch and the splotches of dark on me. He pushed into a stall and peed as well. I followed hima dn watched him go. He turned to me and said we should do that again. I agreed though I didn't mean just then. He got himself hard and started to pull himself off. I watched and made faces at him. He gestured for me to do likewise. I reached into my briefs, pulled my package out and fiddled with it, made it tight. We watched each other go at it different ways then the same. We closed our eyes at times. Moved our bodies and hips. He sped up and quickly came on my thigh and foot. I giggled and he continued to watch me. I shook my head and kept going. I was still hard but nothing in the way of peaking was going on. He reached up his hend and I stopped and looked at him. He circled my cock and litterally pilled on the length of it. The sensation of his warm and soft palm, stronger than mine, darker. He cupped my balls with his other hand and made me come right there, into his lap and chest. We spoke to one another later. Both said we needed to do it again but never did. Wonderful regret.