The Saga Continues

More firsts....

Kyle comes down for a surprise visit to my apartment one weekend. I we lived in a 5-bedroom apartment, and there were always people over. Neighbors and friends were over drinking, watching tv. Some had come down for the weekend as well. We're all sitting in the living room chillin'. He bursts in the door and we're all, "Heeeeeey!! What's up, Kyle!? What're you doing here?"

"I just dropped in for the weekend to say what's up to every one," he says. After a few minutes hanging out, he asked everyone if anyone wanted to see a movie. Now our college was in a small town, so the only theatre in town is a one-theatre, one-seating type deal. Any time you want to go see a movie, you usually go to the next town's mall and see one there. I just wanted to hang out with my buddy again, cuz I didn't get to see him that often, so I said I would. There may have been one or two other people that said they wanted to go but later backed out. So, off we went, just me and him, and I couldn't be happier, hehe.

We stopped and got a bite to eat and headed out of town. I forget what movie we saw, but I vividly remember getting out of the theatre, and it was dark. He asked if there were any cool places to go in town.

Flashing back for a moment, I remembered our late-night trip to the mountain near his house. I won't mention the specific really cool place we went to see. (Just ask me and I'll tell ya all about it.) But I will tell ya afterward we went along the mountain ridge a bit and stopped at a favorite place of his. We stopped in the middle of the wooded mountain side and pulled off the road. He led me on the other side of a small metal gate and we followed a long wide gravel road in the moonlight about a half mile long. Turning into the woods, he led me down a rugged overgrown path toward a radio tower. Near the tower was a large open area complete with blackened, stone-encircled fire pit and beer bottles strewn about. Beyond this through thick woods stood a rocky precipice overlooking a hundred-foot sheer drop facing another a few hundred yards away. The land between slopped downward and spread out into the valley in which lay the twinkling town we had left. Quite a magnificent site it was to behold! I nervously crept toward the edge of the rocky cliff while he jumped down to lower cantilevering slabs to sit on the edge and kicked his feet excitedly, gazing out at the web of lights. On the way back down the mountain he shared with me his love of singing, and he has a great voice, too, as he sang Sir Elton John's "Why They Call It the Blues."

Remembering back to this moment, I longed to share this experience with him again, especially in light of recent developments. So when he asked, I took the opportunity and told him there was a similar place there I'd once been. We went up the steep road to the mountain top.....and we looked....and looked. My memory failed me, and we couldn't find the exact spot I had once been before and saw the town glittering a thousand feet below me. But we did eventually find a spot. It was a culdasac on an empty road as they were making plans to develop the area though we could see the town through the thin autumn foliage that flowed down the hillside. We parked and walked to the edge again. We talked a bit and looked out at the valley below...again.

We walked back and sat in the car for a minute. He didn't start the engine. Instead he reached over and grabbed my crotch and rubbed it. It got me hard almost immediately. He started to unzip and I went for his package myself. He was already hard. We unzipped each other completely and pulled our shorts down a bit so we could stroke each other. I had a nice hard, slow stroke going on him, and he was raging hard. Somehow I forgot completely that he was stroking me, though hard I remained, and I just became completely entranced at the sight of his cock -- the rigid feel of it, the shape of it, the color and shape of the head, how the head curved around and connected in the most sensitive area. Before I knew it, he said, "you're getting awfully close there," and I realized my face was mere inches away from gleeming slit. I went for it. I put it in my mouth and felt it on my tongue...his skin on my lips....his warm cock in my mouth. It was my first time doing it, rather unexpectedly, too, but I think he quite enjoyed it. He was hard as a rock the whole time and still stroking me, keeping me hard. He had me slow down and stop at times for lack of a towel, but I yearned to keep sucking it. I craved it. Finally, I offered my sock for him to cum into. He took me up on the offer and let me damn near suck him off until he needed the sock to cum inside at the last second.

With his hand on my hard cock, he asked for me to get out of the car with him. We got out. I met up with him again on his side--him buttoning his jeans and me just trying to keep mine up with my woody hanging out. "I wanna get you off now," he said as he grabbed my cock in his hand and grinned at me. He got a grip and continued to stroke it. We positioned ourselves so that he was directly behind me; he was stroking my cock as if it were his. Faster and harder he jerked me until I had to prop a hand on his car to sturdy myself. It got me sooo horny being in front of him like that with him beating me off. I started griding my ass into his crotch, grabbing at his ass with my free hand. He pounded at my cock harder and harder until I squirted a few times on the pavement....He offered to get me new socks, hehe.

We get home, back to my place, and it's been quite a while since we left. I made no excuses and went straight up to my room. He hung around downstairs and chatted with whomever for a bit. I wasn't sitting in my room for five minutes before he shows up at my down, quietly walks inside with an evil grin on his face and locked the door behind him. He walks over to me and unzips my pants, saying that he wished he'd done "this" earlier. He got out my cock and knelt down in front of me. Before I knew it he was sucking my dick and motioning for me to get on the bed. I layed down at the edge of the bed and he went to town sucking my dick and playing with it again. He looked like he was really enjoying it, too. I definitely enjoyed it. Even though it was probably only 45 minutes since the last time, I think it was the circumstances that got me so hot again. He licked and sucked and jerked me until I had to tell him I was cumming. Then he lifted up my shirt and made me cum on my chest. No sooner did we clean up and open door than did one of our friends come up and see us.

Still more, bitches!!