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I was an awkward, shy, sad kid. My father was distant and my mom was domineering. Elementary school was a nightmare when I transferred from a average public school to an elite one when my dad made more money and we moved. I was teased and harassed for most of my time. That is until 6th grade and a math teacher who for some reason took an interest in me. He got me involved in sports and even into following it on TV and in the paper. He became a friend and really helped me come out of my shell.
When I moved on to middle school I would go back to the elementary school and see him to say hi and tell him how things were going. This lasted into high school. When I was a senior and on the varsity hoops team as a bench warmer he was a volunteer coach. So it was great to see him all the time and we chatted alot.
One day in late spring he invited me over to his house to swim because he knew we didnt have a pool and it was already getting hot. So I went over and he watched me swim and talked sports with me while he cooked burgers on the grill for us. We did this twice a month for a few months.
By the time I graduated and was in the summer before college he saw me at a 7 11 getting some soda and candy. He asked me if I wanted to come over. I said sure. I was dressed in Adidas , socks, shorts and a t shirt, boxers under. He asked me if I wanted to swim and I declined saying I didn't bring a suit. He said as a boy he skinny dipped and said I can change in the other room if I wanted. I thought about it and he said go on Billy, no big deal. So I went in and took off everything and opened the door and walked down the hall to the family room where he just smiled and said the pool is out there and laughed. So i jumped in and he came out and was really cool. Telling me how handsome I was and what a good kid I am. He even encouraged me to do some dives on his diving board and would slap my ass and say good luck as i scampered by him at the grill. I swam for about 2 hours and then got out and put on a towel to eat outside with him.
When we finished he asked me to bring my plate in and when I did he asked me to hand him my dish and my towel so he can dry it. I did and stood naked before him. He took the items and asked for me to sit on the couch for a minute. I waited for him there and he sat down beside me and told me I had a pretty penis. This sorta disturbed me because soft I am only an inch or so and 5.5 rock hard. I told him I guess pretty means small? He laughed and said no and explained the shower vs grower concept.
He then began to fondle my penis and it grew fast! I told him it felt good and he responded by bending over and kissing the tip and then licking my shaft up and down like he was looking for lint or something. It felt so awesome. I relaxed and closed my eyes. He took me into his mouth and began sucking me, slowly at first, then faster. My hands went to his head and began guiding him. I could feel a wave or a tingle in my feet and it moved up my legs, I tensed and he didn't stop he kept on and I blew my load in his mouth. I told him how awesome that felt and that I loved being naked for him. He told me to get dressed. I asked him if I can do that to him, he said next time. Next time never came, turns out he had pancreatic cancer stage 4 and died in a few months.
I wish he was alive and I think about him a lot when I masturbate. He was a good friend. I haven't found any older men to admire me like he did in my time in college so far, hopefully one day I will.
I know this was not the most sexually exciting story, but I wanted to share.
Thanks
Billy
When I moved on to middle school I would go back to the elementary school and see him to say hi and tell him how things were going. This lasted into high school. When I was a senior and on the varsity hoops team as a bench warmer he was a volunteer coach. So it was great to see him all the time and we chatted alot.
One day in late spring he invited me over to his house to swim because he knew we didnt have a pool and it was already getting hot. So I went over and he watched me swim and talked sports with me while he cooked burgers on the grill for us. We did this twice a month for a few months.
By the time I graduated and was in the summer before college he saw me at a 7 11 getting some soda and candy. He asked me if I wanted to come over. I said sure. I was dressed in Adidas , socks, shorts and a t shirt, boxers under. He asked me if I wanted to swim and I declined saying I didn't bring a suit. He said as a boy he skinny dipped and said I can change in the other room if I wanted. I thought about it and he said go on Billy, no big deal. So I went in and took off everything and opened the door and walked down the hall to the family room where he just smiled and said the pool is out there and laughed. So i jumped in and he came out and was really cool. Telling me how handsome I was and what a good kid I am. He even encouraged me to do some dives on his diving board and would slap my ass and say good luck as i scampered by him at the grill. I swam for about 2 hours and then got out and put on a towel to eat outside with him.
When we finished he asked me to bring my plate in and when I did he asked me to hand him my dish and my towel so he can dry it. I did and stood naked before him. He took the items and asked for me to sit on the couch for a minute. I waited for him there and he sat down beside me and told me I had a pretty penis. This sorta disturbed me because soft I am only an inch or so and 5.5 rock hard. I told him I guess pretty means small? He laughed and said no and explained the shower vs grower concept.
He then began to fondle my penis and it grew fast! I told him it felt good and he responded by bending over and kissing the tip and then licking my shaft up and down like he was looking for lint or something. It felt so awesome. I relaxed and closed my eyes. He took me into his mouth and began sucking me, slowly at first, then faster. My hands went to his head and began guiding him. I could feel a wave or a tingle in my feet and it moved up my legs, I tensed and he didn't stop he kept on and I blew my load in his mouth. I told him how awesome that felt and that I loved being naked for him. He told me to get dressed. I asked him if I can do that to him, he said next time. Next time never came, turns out he had pancreatic cancer stage 4 and died in a few months.
I wish he was alive and I think about him a lot when I masturbate. He was a good friend. I haven't found any older men to admire me like he did in my time in college so far, hopefully one day I will.
I know this was not the most sexually exciting story, but I wanted to share.
Thanks
Billy
