Memories, Oh sweet memories. Part One
By "Long Dave"
The following story is based on my memories and contains explicit descriptions of homosexual lovemaking between young boys who at the time were under 18-years-old. All names have been changed to protect the guys involved and bear no relation to actual persons living, dead, or sitting in the House of Commons. If reading this is likely to offend you or your reading of this will contravene a federal, provincial, state or local law or bylaw, or if you are under legal age in your jurisdiction, then you are instructed to delete this now.
Memories that take me back to 1964; I was 14, in my second year at an all boys' school in a suburb of London, England. It was quite a small school by today's standards, a school where every pupil knew all the others and we all lived within a very small area, so we even had the change to get to know each other out of school.
I guess, thinking about it now, I was always Gay although it was never talked about and I did not even know it at the time. We had a little "gang", four of us that were always in each other's company, all the same age within 6 months and all going through the same internal turmoil.
While we had all shown the others "ours" and commented and joked about size of it or lack of it in Geoff's case, it seemed as though I had been blessed with the biggest cock of the group, quite thick, dead straight and just about 8ins in length, while we had played around, we had never taken it much further than mutual wanking sessions.
Being the only one of the group to have taken up the gay life, I was the first to start having fun outside the "gang". I had always had a crush on an older boy, Tony; he was one of the Prefects (a pupil entrusted with certain minor duties to do with the everyday running of the school). Tony was also head of the swimming team, a brilliant swimmer, although I still cannot swim to this day, I can remember always thinking up some excuse to go to the baths in order to watch Tony on the diving board, He was by then just 16, 6ft 2in at least 14 stone (78 Kg) of solid muscle and a packet in Speedos I was desperate to explore. I would make sure that I was in the changing rooms when he came in from the pool, I would have my trunks on and I nearly always managed to time it so that as he came in to the showers I was already in there with a hard on, standing in the corner, to scared to let him see it in case he turned nasty or even worse, reported me the one of the staff.
All the time desperately trying to catch a glimpse of this Adonis I craved so much. My perseverance did eventually pay off, one afternoon he had been training with some other members of the team and came into the shower room with two of them. Whether it was bravado or not, all three of them came into the shower stark bollock naked, as boys do larking around with lots of horseplay. They were so engrossed with each other that they did not notice me in the dark steamy corner.
To my absolute amazement it did not take long for the three of them to be fooling around "with each other", needless to say I had no trouble keeping a hard on, watching these three hunks groping and "play waking" each other. These games went on long enough for the three of them to get erections, the like of which I had not seen in my short life "on the scene". Mark's looked as though it was at least 8ins, David's looked a little smaller but so FAT, it was like a milk bottle. Tony's I was pleased to see was just PERFECT (but then I would say that wouldn't I) 9-1/2 at least and it looked from a distance, just perfect hand sized. With a lovely pair of well-filled balls hanging low underneath and so hairy, I had not seen so much pubic hair in one place.
This was just too much for me, I must of let out a moan as I shot my load because they were suddenly aware of my presence and the horseplay stopped instantly as the three of them turned in towards the wall effectively hiding their throbbing cocks from my view.
I grabbed my towel to hide my raging hard-on and made a hasty exit, as I passed them Tony turned and smiled at me, I only just managed to out of the room as my knees nearly gave way, he smiled at ME.
The next swimming practise was scheduled for two days time, I knew I was not going to be able to get there as Mum wanted me home early that day, we were going to see Granny (damn Granny). So it was the next week before I got the chance to see Tony naked again but it was worth the wait. As usual I was already in the shower room when he came in, thankfully this time on his own. He came in with his towel round the best bit so I could not see his cock. As he entered the room he looked over to my corner (which was quite dark and with the steam as well this made it nice and gloomy) He must have sensed there was someone in the corner as he took a step or two closer to get a better view. When he saw it was me he stood still dropped his towel and just stood there and smiled at me. He looked utterly fantastic, faultless, he was starting to get a few hairs around his nipples and his pubs were climbing his chest and, and he is getting a hard on, oh my god he's coming over.
Being on cloud nine, I had not realised that I had turned to face him, revealing my own raging hard-on, by the time I realised this he was standing next to me in the gloom, still smiling. His first words to me were "you want to feel my cock don't you?") I managed to stammer "would you mind?" or something equally stupid. He moved closer, checked the door, grabbed my hand and placed it on his shaft. I nearly came on the spot, I had had the hots for this guy for several months and here I am with his gorgeous cock in my hand.
He moved even closer as I started to gently wank him, he then took my cock in his hand and started to wank me, I managed to say something like, "be careful I'm not far off coming" he let mine go and said lets wait till I'm close as well then we can cum together.
Tony's was the first cock I had sucked, I don't know what made me do it, it just felt the natural thing to do, it was like nothing I had experienced before, slightly salty precum mixed with his sweat and other personal smells and tastes. Tony took my head in his hands and gently guided and pulled me down on his cock, as I said, it was at least 9-1/2 inches long and quite thick, so as this was my first time I was gagging on it at first. When this happened he would let go, give me time to get my breath back, and then re-assert the pressure. After a couple of minutes I was finding it much easier to take the whole length all the way down, it must have been going down my throat which must have been good for Tony because he suddenly said he was coming and pulled my head off his huge cock. Good to his word, he took hold of my still rock hard cock and started to wank me off while I resumed wanking him. We almost came at the same spilt second, my dribble first followed by his four-powerful spurts followed by several drops as I gently pulled on this object of my desire.
We spent the next quarter of an hour washing each other down, he took great delight in soaping me up, paying particular attention to my bum, running his finger up and down the crack several times. At the time I thought this was odd, Tony though knew exactly what he was doing. Had he noticed that this had brought me to another hard-on?
To be continued...
The guys in this story lived in the period before the onset of H.I.V and AIDS and were too young and innocent to know about sexually transmitted diseases, so we didn't use condoms, not that they were available to us anyway being so young.
Alas, we don't live in such a world anymore. I am the last surviving member of the adult crowd I went around with back in the seventies and eighties, don't mess with AIDS it will ALWAYS win. Anyone not using condoms today is an idiot, especially those who think that they can avoid AIDS by sleeping only with young guys. Anyone can be carrying the virus. ALWAYS practice safe hot sex and use condoms, after all, it is your life, and there is no second chance! Have fun.
Please let me know what you thought of this story, replies will determine whether I publish the many more memories of the same era that I have.
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