The summer between high school and starting to attend college was rapidly coming to an end. It had been a summer of awakening for me sexually. I had experienced so much and would always be grateful to my teacher.
The summer seemed to pass all too soon as it approached the time I would leave the area and head off to college. I was looking forward to moving to a large Midwest City and the experience of attending college. My girl friend was also going off to college, but she was attending a different school. We seemed to sense that this could be the end of our relationship, but youthful inexperience lead us to believe it would not end.
It seemed like almost every night my girlfriend and I would drive out along the large lake close to town and park. With a lake that runs well over 20 miles long we had a lot of choices where to park. It felt as though we were trying to wear out the back seat of the car that summer. Her sexual skills had become incredible and it just seemed as though neither of us could ever get enough. There were nights when she would climax so many times we would have to skinny dip in the lake to clean up before going back into town.
I was still making the daily trip to the neighboring town to work. The summer had been much hotter and more humid than normal. The weather was great for the farmer's crops, but it was sure uncomfortable for people. It was the same routine, I would get up early and got to the highway and hitch hike to the job. I had actually given up on buying a car for myself, deciding to save the money for college instead.
I had continued to see Gene during the summer and each time just seemed to be more enjoyable. For the past couple of weeks Gene had come to town every weekend. This was fine with me, with all of the new experiences and pleasures I wished it was more often.
The last 2 weeks Gene had a motel room in another town where we would spend the entire day having fun. This was so much better than having sex in Gene's car. The fishing activity on the lake late in the summer had increased so it was not as secluded as it originally was.
It was Saturday and I was waiting for Gene to arrive at the usual spot in the shopping center parking lot. I watched as people came and went from their shopping, not knowing who some of them were, even in a small town. I saw Gene's car pull into the parking lot, he was all smiles as he stopped to let me in.
Gene said, "God, you look great today, how are you?"
I replied, "Thank you, I'm doing great. You look good today."
We drove for some time going to the motel in another town. There was small talk, about all sorts of topics. He told me that he and his wife had met another couple and had sex with them. This was mind blowing at that time. In the small town I was from it probably happened but no one even mentioned such a thing. I found this thought to be so erotic and exciting.
He told me about watching his wife have sex with another man. How she looked when she was having fun with someone else. He would tell me how good the other woman was and what little things she did that he really enjoyed. I could tell seeing his wife have sex with another man was a huge turn on for Gene. I wondered how large the other man must have been, Gene was so well hung. All of this talk put us both in the mood for what was going to happen next.
He pulled into the parking lot of the motel. It was a typical 50's style of motel, several rooms attached in a long row. The parking was right in front of each room. The room was small, had a bed, a couple of night stands, a chair, a TV and a bath. The floor was of asphalt square tile, a common floor covering earlier. With the drapes pulled closed, it was relatively dark in the room. The window air conditioner was working hard, trying to keep the room cool.
Gene shut and locked the door behind him as we looked the room over. He came over to me, hugged me and kissed me. The feel of his tongue touching mine sent a signal to my groin. I could feel his cock was already hard as he held me. I put my arms around him, pulling on as cheeks, forcing him into me. As we continued to kiss, my knees were starting to feel the effect.
We started to undress, throwing our clothes on the floor. Gene pulled the covers on the bed down and we lay on the cool sheets. We continued to kiss, our hands finding each other's cock. I started to stroke Gene's cock, softly letting my hand slide down his shaft, but tightening my grip as I pulled back up toward the head. After a very brief time he asked me to stop, it was driving him crazy and he was close to cumming. He had a lot of pre-cum on the head of his cock. I liked the thought that I was able to do that to him.
