My Time with Mark by Edgar Roe
Growing up in a suburban area, it was so refreshing to have a supportive family, and good friends entering high school. Ninth grade was quite an adjustment, because the whims of hormonal challenges through puberty can be so vexing. It's a time of fog instead of clarity, and when you're trying to find your place from childhood to becoming a young adult. These days between borrowing my dads Hustlers, masturbating multiple times a day, and yet being confused by my sexual appetites from guys and girls alike. The anticipation of soon having a drivers license, knowing grades counted for college, and wondering what career I'd go into. Yet there were the simple pleasures of riding bikes in the woods, fishing at a local lake, or freezing my balls off on Boy Scout camping trips.
Mark and I had grown up together. As youngsters we swam in the community pool, ate ice cream during sleep overs, and collected and traded football cards with a fury. He was handsome with his ginger colored hair, lean like I was, and close to six feet in height. We were inseparable, and one time I got really hard watching him pee in the woods we frequented.
One warm October day, we were out on our bikes, just taking it in on the paths that we fearlessly jumped ramps and other danger spots. You could hear the squirrels running around, and the water from the nearby stream was cathartic to us as we pedaled on. Eventually we came to a secluded area, and he suggested we walk around naked. At first I wondered if I heard him correctly, but there in the woods he was in his tight white undies. I tried with all of my self control to not look at his bulge, but noticed he had a much bigger penis than I did. He smiled and said, "why not be naked as no one is here, and we're just relaxing." It sounded like a reasonable request, despite my sudden being charged, and I shrugged taking my t shirt off first, and dropping my shorts. The sound was louder than expected, and I felt self conscious about my cock being smaller than his. As he pulled his underwear off, I felt compelled to do the same, and he had a absolutely long thick shaft with reddish pubic hair. My dick became filled with lead, and I sheepishly took my boxers off. Mark smiled and we hung out talking on a log, that for some reason appeared out of thin air.
There was tension that was enveloping us, and Mark talked about how he had rubbed his cock with another guy and how good it felt. At this point he could have bent me over and I wouldn't have resisted, and somehow we were next to each other, and his hands were stroking my penis. Damn it felt so good and all I could do is breathe heavy, and feel my head fall back, instinctively touching his hardness. His cock and low hanging balls felt amazing, and before I knew it we were standing up and engaged in the act of frottage. The sensation was amazing and he placed his shaft into my balls, as I moaned with pleasure touching his effervescent soft chest. We kissed each other's nipples, and before I knew it he was on his knees giving me my first blowjob experience. It made my toes curl and was instant exhilaration, and my eyes closed when I couldn't watch him methodically going down on me. His thick reddish hair, his green eyes, all of it made every blood cell light up in unforeseen ways. I asked him in a whisper to "play with my balls," and he cradled them with the soft palms of his hands. Never had I felt something like this, as the time stopped, and before I knew it I somehow had got him on the log with leaves under my kneecaps.
I started shyly licking the sides of his shaft. My wet penis was throbbing, as I finally took his manhood in my mouth. He literally moaned and I found out how easy it was to get hot over having him in my control. As I went down on him his breathing intensified, and I ran my fingers around his giant egg like testes. What must have only been minutes felt like hours, but he hopped on me and we kissed as our cocks met each other in a primal sword fight. Our tongues dancing, the sun beaming overhead we sat next to each other and got each other off. He blew his top first, and the amount of cum he shot out was an amount that boggled me. A few minutes later as he felt me in his hands I exploded into what was a long arcing shot of my juices all over the forest floor. We sat and hugged for a few, putting our clothes back on, knowing our friendship had reached new levels as we pedaled out.