Before we arrived at his house, we stopped by my house so I could get some clothes. I packed a few things quickly...I noticed Bill was eyeing me as I did...I wondered what was going through his mind. He said another friend had offered to let him use his motorcycle that night and he wanted to take me for a ride. I remember it was fall, kinda cool outside.
It was a small bike, but really nice when you're young and enjoy riding. Bill drove it; I rode behind him on the seat, holding on by wrapping my arms around his waist and burying my head in his jacket collar. Bill loved speed, well, in almost everything. We rode the bike up and down the streets, at one point; Bill told me that my hands were turning him on. I let my hands wander a bit down from his middle to his basket...his crotch and constant hardon always fascinated me.
I liked the way his jeans always displayed his crotch...tight, hot...
We finally got back to his house, and began getting ready for bed. Bill only had a single bed, so his parents had told him "company had to sleep in his bed, and he on the floor". I was appalled by this suggestion, but we started out that way.
Bill and I stripped down to our underwear, he was gorgeous in his briefs...he would turn and show me his butt and slowly lower his briefs a little to tease me...and got in our respective beds, me in his and he on the floor. .
After the light was out...we started talking...mostly about small things, sometimes about school. There was a long silence...then I felt something moving at the end of the bed...it was BILL! And he was coming up the bed from the floor!
"There is no use in denying it any longer...when you want something as much as I do" he said confidently...as he made his way up the bed. He wasn't very careful, so occasionally he would put his weight on me, not intending to... "What's up Bill?" I said...and it was one of those moments, sure the light was out, but you could swear you could see his white teeth smiling in the darkness...
"I'm sleeping with you - move over!"...I did my best to move over on the tiny bed...but it wasn't much...finally he moved himself up to my face and lowered his body to mine... and started kissing me! I wasn't sure if I was ready for that...but I responded...and began kissing him back...the feeling was overpowering...stimulating...and a beautiful moment....
He moved under the covers and his body wrapped itself around mine...he was all over me, both of us in our underwear and a t-shirt. But...then I noticed he pulled back...and a t shirt went sailing...then hands were all over me pulling mine up, then off...now we were only in our underwear wrapping our bodies around each other...kissing each other, making temperatures rise quickly...
"I've waited for a long time to have you in my bed"...he said...and added "...and I don't want any underwear in my way..." He started by putting his fingers under the waist band of my briefs, then slowly lowering them...."Bill, are you sure?" I said slowly... reluctantly....
"I'm very sure...are you?"
"Yes, Bill" came my reply...it was almost as if I was hearing the words and not saying them...but I knew they came from me...
"Lift up your butt...I want your underwear off NOW!" With that he lowered my briefs past my butt, knees, then off...I was kind of shocked I guess...not at all comfortable being naked with him...
His hand started at my feet and started slowly stroking me with his hands...exploring every nook and recess of my body...something I was NOT used to! But it felt so good, I can remember so many years ago...how good his touch felt...starting at my feet, working up my ankles, legs, pausing to feel more, then to my thighs... One hand went to my crotch, feeling my dick and balls, one to my ass, then all around, then finding my crack...then my hole, and then gently massaging it.
"Ohhhhh Bill...that is fantastic..." I was saying, when he interrupted, "Shhhhh, just lay back and enjoy it.”
He paused a minute and I thought I saw his underwear go flying. He started kissing me again...his hands were everywhere...exploring, feeling, surrounding me...he was feeling his way throughout my body in the dark..
"This is too much, I am really enjoying this...." He murmured softly...he started shifting his weight...and before I knew it he was laying on top of me...his tongue was exploring my lips...my mouth opened...and he was in. His arms wrapped me up and his cock, which was now the size of a missile, was poking mine. Of course, I was very hard now, wondering how far he wanted to go...and how far I wanted to go...
He started grinding his cock into mine...it was the most unusual sensation, not being able to see, but to feel, and his hand which had been massaging my hole, now returned to feel more...nothing was closed to him, I opened my mind and body to Bill.
He kept feeling me, my dick, my balls, my ass...moving his hands all over me..."Its getting late, and morning comes early...so I'm going to make this quick, but soon, very soon, we have to talk about this..." he stated.
I replied, "Yes, Bill, I agree, soon." With that he grabbed my cock, put it with his, and began jacking us both at the same time.
It was the first time I had ever experienced this...I was fascinated, but Bill had a way with my cock, so I couldn't hold out very long. We both blasted a huge load at the same time... all over ourselves. Bill got up, got a towel, and cleaned us up saying, "Let's take some time this weekend and talk about this..."
"I agree Bill..." I said, hoping that talk would never come...because if it did, I felt we would end what we had.
We slowly fell asleep in each other’s arms.
(Let me know if you enjoyed this. Next time…THE TALK!)
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