The quiet solitude was something I had come to enjoy immensely. I could take my time and reflect on my life without interruption. My paddle slid effortlessly through the still water. The canoe slid silently forward. This had become a favourite and very private retreat for me. I savoured the taste of cum in my mouth and I began to become aroused reliving the cocksucking adventures of the last several days. My ass was still sore from the pounding that went along with all of the rest of my sex filled week. it was not an uncommon feeling for me and yet I was always amazed at how energized and alive I felt after being used as a cumdump.
For a long time now I have thought of writing a story or a series of stories which are a reflection of my experiences over many years. The names have been changed. The stories will have different themes but are all based upon experiences in my life. I hope you enjoy reading, but please remember that they are real and perhaps not as exciting at times as fantasy may be. This is my first attempt at writing so helpful comments would be much appreciated.
It started in my final year of high school. I was 19 and looking forward to graduation and going off to university in the fall. I was very inexperienced sexually and still a virgin. Summer was quickly approaching and my thoughts were focused on hot summer days and finding a summer job. University was going to be exciting but expensive. My year was winding down and with my grades in great shape, it was a relaxing time.
My last class of the day was gym and we had been running the track for 30 minutes on a day that was quite hot. I had worked up quite a sweat but at the end of class the coach asked Keith and I to lend a hand tidying up. We were used to this and had helped out many times before. We finished about 20 minutes later and headed in to shower and head home for the day. The shower felt great. It was very relaxing after working out hard on the track. I was taking more time in the shower than usual but I was not in any rush and really I was the only one there at the time. I had been in the shower about 10 minutes when Keith came in. I didn't know him that well and although we were in the same class we had different circles of friends. I did know that he was 19 like me and was well liked around the school. He was a good athlete and played a few sports. I was a runner. I did well on the track and really enjoyed it.
We had been in the shower for a few minutes and for a reason which I cannot recall, I found myself thinking about Keith. Actually, I was thinking about his hard body. What was this about? I had never thought about a guy before. He had a great chest and a nice tight ass. This wasn't right. I wasnt even remotely attracted to guys. I had never fantasized about any guy. My eyes moved down and I realized I was staring at his cock. How long had I been staring? Why was I even thinking about his cock? To be truthful I wasn't just thinking about it. I was fantasizing about sucking his cock. I wondered what it would taste like. Would he cum in my mouth? Could I swallow it all?The reality was that I could never really do anything like that and I had never thought about anything sexual with any guy. Time seemed to stand still as these thoughts filled my head and I let the warm water run over my body. I jolted back to reality as I heard my name. "Tom are you Ok?" Keith was standing a few feet away, looking at me intently. I looked around and then realized that he had been focused on my cock which was standing at full mast. He laughed, saying it must have been a great fantasy looking at my reaction. I was incredibly embarrassed but tried to laugh it off with a comment about one of the cute girls at school. Keith laughed with me but his eyes remained on my cock and it remained as hard as ever. I thought the best thing to do was get dressed and leave. i was towelling off near the lockers when I heard footsteps behind me. Keith was probably coming to dry off and get dressed.
I was still naked and my cock had gone down a little but as my mind returned to Keith I began to daydream again and pictures of his cock flooded in. The warmth of the shower was so relaxing and then I felt a warmth near me. i wanted to turn around but instead I stayed motionless. I felt Keith's hand sliding over my cock. My mouth opened to say something but instead a small moan came out. Keith pressed his body against mine as he continued to fondle my cock and balls. His cock pressed into my ass and I leaned back into him. I was incredibly turned on and although this was something I had never thought about, it all seemed natural. I never really questioned myself or what was going on. I didn't want him to stop and yet I couldn't seem to do anything to participate.
Keith continued to jerk my cock and with his other hand he began to massage my ass. The feelings going through me were amazing. The whole thing seemed surreal and yet as real anything I had ever experienced. Then, for a reason I have never understood, I spun around and faced him. I moved forward quickly grabbing hold of his cock and planting my lips on his. I had never thought about being gay but I knew that more than anything I wanted Keith. I wanted to kiss him, hold him and more than anything to suck on his beautiful cock.
