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My heart was pounding and here he was still following me. Pleading with me. I was both excited and repelled and did not know what to do. It wasn’t really my fault. At that time, I really was innnocent. Only 5’10” and 145 pounds, I had slightly wavy light blond hair and a slim body with hot muscular legs and, though I say so myself, an incredible butt. I was 13 and due to start prep school in Philadelphia in the fall. My prep school was part of a college so the campus was open all year around. During the summer they allowed the coaches to train any of those upper classmen who were still around in the summer and those freshmen who wanted to get a head start on team tryouts. Usually I would have been “down the shore” for the summer with my family but some cousins from the West Coast were coming in for the week and we were showing them around town before we took them to our beach house on the New Jersey coast. My dad and brother had both rowed in school and I wanted to as well. Crew was my kind of sport. A team effort which did not require you to stand out and be noticed. Being somewhat shy, the sport appealed to me. When down the shore, I could take a boat out and row for a bit though the technique was a lot different, it would still help build my arms and shoulders. However, here I was in the city and the only place I could think to go was down to school and to the rowing machines which explains why I was walking from Broad and Olney toward the campus. When I got off the bus, a well built and nicely dressed black man approached me and said, “looks like you got a problem with your pants, I can help you?” I looked down to see if my zipper was down and it had been pushed down slightly by my aching boner. I blushed deeply and mumbled thanks and started to zip up. He stopped me saying, “Boy, that aint what I meant. I can help you get rid of that hard on.” I began to realize this otherwise normal looking guy was a queer. What terrified me is why he had choosen me. Could he tell I was a little different and had always been more curious about naked guys than naked girls? Could others tell also? Anyway, being a good little (guilt ridden) catholic boy, I said no thanks and he followed up with another overture. “I’ll give you five bucks.” This was 1959 and not only was that a sizeable chunk of change for a 13 year old kid, I really did want my cock sucked for the first time. Nah. It’s too wrong, I’m going to school. With that, I walked toward 20th St. Between the school and the bus stop there was a small wooded area in an otherwise heavily populated area. When we got right in front he said “ I wanna blow you kid and I’m willing to pay. Now get over here behind these bushes.” Maybe I had finally decided to try it or maybe it was the tone of command in his voice that forced me out of the strong sunlight and into this dark shady glade. Even before I could adjust to the sudden darkness, he hands were plucking at my belt. My body was shaking so badly, I could not even help I was wearing a white tee shirt and a pair of seersucker shorts with white tennis shoes. He finally jerked my shorts down a bit so my 6 inch boner sprang free. He paused for a moment looking at it while it jerked spasmodically. Why did he wait? I was torn between my desire to get out of there and my desire to finally “get off” with someone other than myself but then he looked up at me and grinned as he grasped my balls and tugged hard on them. I gasped. My legs were shaking and at that point I was so pumped with adreneline I could not breathe. He then leaned forward and licked my bag of balls that he held in his hand. His wide thick tongue continued up the shaft until he was at the head. By then, I was so hot and filled with lust, my hips were just beginning to thrust forward on their own. He chuckled and said “thought you weren’t interested in this little man.” I stammered “Please mister, please do it.” With those words, he wrapped his lips around my dick and let it slide in until his nose was buried in my newly grown pubic hair. I couldn’t help my self, I reached down and put my hands on his head and pulled it toward my dick. I had never really touched a black man before but wasn’t raised to have any hang ups about blacks so the touch of his soft skin and crinkly hair was curiously erotic. All other thought left as my red hot dick sank deeper into his mouth. All I could think was how incredible this was. All wet warmth and an incredible suction. I was pistoning in and out of his mouth gasping for air when a sudden sound startled us both. I looked over and a kid around 16 was standing just inside the clearing watching us. My heart almost stopped. I started to pull up my shorts so I could run when the guy who was doing me yanked them down around my ankles. I crashed to the ground as he said to cool it. It seems he knew the other guy. “It’s alright” he said. Only slightly assured, I was still going to run until his lips went around my still stiff dick. Oh shit, I thought. I don’t care. I have to cum. The other guy came over closer and I watched him work his stiffy. He then did something odd, he removed one leg from his shorts, holding them up and around on the leg which was still thrust through the pants leg. He looked naked and all I could see was his thick dick which he was working heavily. The kid was really cute. Curly reddish hair, pale golden tan and big. Wide shoulders, great arms and pecs and a dick that would not quit. He squatted down and offered me his dick. I was too frightened to do more than touch it but it felt wonderful. He moved slightly away and with his right hand he reached down and took the black man’s penis from his jeans. It was huge. Unlike either of us, it was uncut and covered with thick ropy veins. He played with it for a few moments and then leaving his shorts to slide down a ways, he reached around my cocksucking friend and ran his hand over my ass cheeks. My guy had been going down on me big time. He had been salivating over my sweet young virgin cock and then letting the spit run down to my balls where he would rub in over my balls. Red, lubed his finger with some of the excess spittle and started running his finger around my ass hole. Ohhhh. It felt so hot. By now, I’m on my knees with the black guy crouched in front of me. Red is starting to push his finger into my ass and I’m a fucking mess. All I could do was make guttural sounds. Uhh, uuh., yeah. You know them, you’ve made them yoursellf. My balls are churning as I keep pounding this hot wet mouth. It feels so good sliding in and out, letting his tongue swirl around my cock head and ……….jesus christ….. Red has stuck his entire finger up my ass and has his the sweet spot. As his finger rubbed over my prostate, I sprayed a week’s worth of teen age spunk in the black guy’s mouth. His lips clamped harder around my now supersensitive cock and he sucked and tongued me and drained me dry. I pulled away from Red and staggered to my feet. My legs were still shaking from excitement and fright and it took me a moment to pull myself together. While I was doing so, the black guy withdrew a $5 spot frm his wallet and put it in my shirt pocket. Red was now sitting on the ground openly masturbating and waiting for one of us to do him I guess. As the black guy leaned forward, I bolted. I passed a church on my way home and went in. I was so ashamed of myself for giving in to this temptation. I put the $5 in the poor box, prayed for forgiveness and went home to an empty house where I jerked off. The I felt badly again and prayed again and then I jerked off. Finally I stopped praying but I continued to jerk off – like, I mean, all day! Well at least until the family got home. I thought about what I had done all day long and wondered what it would be like to suck a cock. My cousin David came in while I was watching TV. He was 15, lightly muscled and very tan. Just out of the shower, his hair was wet and he smelled sweet and looked cute. He was just wearing a pair of boxers. He raised his foot to put it on the coffee table and I realized I could see his cock up his shorts. Hmmmm. This may be a better summer than expected. Red, by the way, ended up being a Junior and I may tell you about him later. If you liked this story. Please let me know and I’ll tell you a few more. JimJ1000@hotmail.com