"Kevin"
When I was 16 I hung out with a guy named Brad. We were great friends, we hung out a lot. He was my best friend until I was 17, he went into the Army. Brad was girl crazy and so was I, but he was naturally muscular and I was a bit chubby. Brad got all the fine girls and I got the fat ones ... there was something overall unsatisfying about the situation. I have always considered myself straight, but one day in April when I was hanging out at Brad's house, I met a boy who would change my life forever. Maybe not forever, but for a good long time. His name was Kevin. Kevin was 13 years old when I first met him. Brad, his sister and I were smoking cigarettes outside in his appartment's parking lot when Kevin came running up a hill from the woods below. He and some friends were blowing up action figures with fireworks on this warm night in April. When I saw Kevin, it was love at first sight. He was short and slender, with brown hair and beautifully cute brown eyes. For one reason or another, I always had a foot fetish and I knew Kevin's feet would be the cutest I'd ever seen. Well, I didn't see him again for the next 2 months. We said hi to each other here and there, but nothing much. A wonderful and unexpected thing occured the first time I saw him barefoot. It was the first day of July. He was babysitting for some neighbor kids across the street from his house and I had come over to sell him a CD I no longer wanted. The place he was babysitting at was near Brad's house, but Brad was at work for the day. I walked through the door, mentally crossing my fingers that he'd be not wearing shoes or socks. He wasn't. My mouth watered. His small, compact feet glowed in the summer sun's rays. They were perfect in every way, with small stubby toes and a short arch. His ankles were a shade whiter than his legs from usually wearing socks. I felt overwhelmed at first, but I carried on with some conversation. Mostly about music. Beyond being strikingly cute, Kevin was a good kid. We had a lot in common. Two or three hours passed while he babysat for a 3 year old boy named David. Kevin put him to bed for a nap and we just watched TV. Finally at 6 P.M. he pulled his white socks back on, threw on his Adidas soccer shoes and went home as the neighbors were back. Kevin had some problems with school and other things over the next 2 years, so I didn't see much of him. I looked forward to him turning 14 (always a boy's cutest age). We drifted, though. I was with an older crowd anyway, and had little time to be hanging with 14 year olds. One day, though, me and Brad were at a park in the suburbs just bumming around and fishing when we saw Kevin there. He was there with a girl named Angie. Angie and Brad started talking, which actually turned into kissing so me and Kevin took a walk. Suddenly, he stopped walking. He hugged me. Arms wrapped tightly around my chest, he whimpered a few words of how much he missed me. I couldn't believe it! Not wanting to kill a good thing, I played along and hugged him back. He asked me if I wanted to go in the building up the hill and hang out. I said ok. The building was an administrative office of some type with a few hallways and multi purpose rooms. We found a nice bench to sit on and started talking about random things. Finally, I kissed him. His lips were soft and innocent, just like I'd expected. I swirled my tongue inside his tender mouth as I gazed in his precious brown eyes. The only day I'd see him at 14, this happened. It was a divine gift. "Will you suck my dick?" he asked. Not really knowing what to do, I just unzipped his pants and licked his penis. I smacked and slurped until he stiffened. Kevin moaned with silent pleasure as I gently gnawed his boycock. What seemed like an eternity of lust turned out to be only 3 minutes when he exploded. His brown eyes glemed with delight. My cock was nearly puncturing through my jeans it was so hard. He shot his load, boycum oozing in tiny globs. It tasted sweet. I ate it all. When he was finished, we kissed once more. It was a long, slow and sweet kiss. But we had to go. Had to meet Brad and Angie because Brad had to be home. Nothing happened ever again between us (me and Kevin), we remained friends but hung out with different people because he moved to a different city. The funny thing is, I never had the desire to have an experience like that one. It was the one and magical sexual experience with a boy, and I could have not asked for one better. I came out straght, but I still think of him often. What a cute kid.