Sunday, December 11, 2011
Adventures at Lake Juno
After John and I began to take our "special" walks everynight, we settled into a nice pattern. He was usually the one who intiated things. Like by holding my hand, or rubbing my shoulders. Then by the time we make it into the woods, we'd start kissing. It seems tame now, but to me that was erotic. I'd get stiff pretty quickly from the lip-to-lip contact, so I would sure that the lower part of my body wasn't pressed against him. Then one night as we were doing our usual makeout, John asked if he could suck me off. Puzzled, I asked what that meant. After carefully explaining the sexual term, my checks were flushed in embarassment. I had only heard the term blow job before, and still hadn't fully grasped the pleasure part of it. But then again, I'd always thought that girls were the ones doing it. He then got down on his knee's and pulled down my shorts. I rest my back against the tree; feeling warm all over. Carefully, John slid my underwear down to my ankles and proceeded to lick the head of my penis. I trembled at the sheer contact of his tongue. Then he skillfully opened his mouth, and let my penis slide in. I started to moan very quietly as John let me go in and out of his mouth. He used his hands to gently massage my testicles. Making me feel even warmer. After doing this for a good amount of time, I felt the pressure building up inside of me. Like a mini volcamoe reay to erupt. I tried to warn John, but he was to preocupied at the moment. When I finally came, my whole body erupted in ecstasy. My glasses were fogged up by so much heavy breathing, but I didn't care. John stood up as I put my shorts back on, and said that he was surprised by how long I lasted. I quickly blushed, and said that maybe I could try him next time.
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