I met Eddie Romano in my sophomore year through a mutual friend, Joey. Joey and I had gone to elementary school together for a couple of years at Holy Child School until his family moved and took him out of the school. They later moved back to the area but I didn’t meet him again until the first day of sophomore year in a gym class. Towards the end of the school year, Joey introduced me to Eddie and the three of us started hanging out all the time.
That summer we would often going swimming in Joey’s pool to cool off. We three were sometimes joined by other friends of Joey’s and every now and again we did what lots of teenaged boys do, we skinny-dipped. There was nothing sexual about it at the time, just boys being boys, but I had to work very hard at not getting hard around Joey and Eddie when we were naked together. I knew I liked guys, but Joey? Not a chance; he was way too into girls. And Eddie didn’t seem all that interested either. If only I had known then, I might have done something sooner. As it turns out, nothing happened between me and Eddie for more than half a year.
Gran had decided that I was much too old for the second-hand child’s room furniture I had been using since I started living with her after my Dad ran off and my Mom decided to drink herself to a slow death. Since I was going to be seventeen at the end of the summer, Gran decided to give me an early birthday present, new bedroom furniture. But there was a catch -- I would have to clear out the room and paint it.
Not a problem. The day before I was to paint to make the room ready for my new furniture, I cleared out everything with the exception of my bed, night stand and bedside lamp. I had asked a couple of buddies to help me paint my room, but only one was able to, Eddie. That day, a Saturday, he arrived a little after ten in the morning. I can remember what he looked like as clearly as if it were yesterday -- black Nikes that had seen better days, faded jeans with a hole at the left knee, a faded red, white and blue striped tee-shirt and a Yankee baseball cap. His unruly and very curly black hair fell to nearly his shoulders and the mustache on his upper lip was whisper thin. He smiled a toothy, sexy smile and came in. After saying hello to my Gran, Eddie and I went up to my room to work. A couple of hours in, Gran called us down for lunch. She made sure we ate well; she had remarked that Eddie seemed rather thin, and twenty minutes later we were back in my room, painting. The temperature outside had reached the high eighties and there was hardly any breeze; my room was stifling. Both Eddie and I were sweaty so we both took off our shirts. It only took another hour or so and when we were done, we were tired and splattered with paint. Eddied took a seat on my bed and I went into the bathroom to wash the brushes and roller out.
I left the cleaned brushes and roller to dry a bit by the sink and went back to my room were Eddie waited.
“You got a nice sized room,” he said. “Big enough for two.”
“Not with all the stuff I have coming in here.”
“What I wouldn’t give for a room of my own. I have to share with three brothers. No privacy at all.”
“What’s it like, having brothers?”
“Most of the time it’s not so bad, but once in a while they just get on your nerves.”
We sat there, on my bed, in silence for a few seconds.
“It’s quiet,” Eddie said.
“Gran must have gone out. Shopping, I guess.” I was sweating harder and my heart was pumping loudly in my ears. This would be the perfect opportunity to make a move, but I still had reservations because of what had happened with Mike a couple of weeks earlier.
“Have you ever thought about fooling around with a guy?” Eddie asked out of the blue as if reading my mind. What had he noticed?
“Once or twice,” I admitted.
“Well, you wanna? Nobody’s gonna know if we do it.” He put his hand on my thigh and gave a little squeeze. “Whadaya say? It’ll be fun.”
I licked my dry lips and swallowed. “Sure.”
By silent consent we both stood. I had been around other guys who had been half dressed or totally naked in the locker room after gym, but this was different. It was like I was looking at Eddie for the first time. He was an inch or two taller than me, and stocky. And while he had this mop of dark, curly hair on his head, there was even more fanning across his chest and down his stomach until it disappeared inside his jeans. On the other hand, I only have a light dusting across my chest and down my abs.
We slowly undressed -- shoes first then jeans, tossing them carelessly aside. Before we went any further, I went to the door and, on the off chance Gran wasn’t out, closed and locked it. Then off came our underwear. We were naked except for our socks.
I reached for his cock and he reached for mine. I can’t really describe what it felt like to hold another guy’s cock in my hand; it felt so different from my own cock in my hands when I jerk off -- sort of rubbery and warm.
Eddie sank to his knees facing my cock. I maneuvered to the bed, sat and opened my legs as much as I could, giving him room to play. By this time I was already rock hard. He wrapped his hand around the shaft of my cock and slid it up and down a few times before opening his mouth and tickling me with his tongue. Then he started to lick my cock and my balls as his hands found their way to my chest. He sucked my balls and played with my tits. I was in heaven, or thought I was. Then he wrapped his lips around my cock and started sucking! It felt so good! I moaned and groaned and bucked my hips, trying to push my dick further down his willing throat. But after a few seconds, I knew I had to stop or I would cum and I didn’t want to cum so soon. I pushed him off me and slid off the bed onto the floor where I could get at his cock.
Eddie’s cock still had its foreskin. While I had seen one or two in the lockerroom showers, I had never really seen one up close and personal. I was fascinated by it and played with it a little. Soon enough his hard cock demanded more than just my hand and I took his musky cock into my mouth and began sucking.
There we were on the floor of my room sucking each other like you see in any porn flick. We must have been going at for nearly twenty minutes, just sucking cock, licking balls, fingering ass when Eddie stopped, pulled out of my mouth and got on all fours.
“Fuck me,” he said, looking over his shoulder at me. “Fuck me now. I want your cock in me.”
I didn’t need any further convincing. I got on my knees, and aimed my cock at his waiting hole. It slipped in without much effort and I began humping him like a randy dog in heat. After only a few minutes, I pulled out and stood.
“Get on my bed,” I told him.
He quickly did what I said and lay on his back, putting his legs up automatically. I started fucking him again, humping him deep and hard. Sweat was dripping down my face, chest and back. It wasn’t long before I came, I was that close. I grabbed his hips and pulled him as close to me as I could, burying my cock deep in him. Then I lost it and my cock exploded in him. As I came, Eddie started to cum.
After I pulled out of Eddie’s ass, I climbed onto the bed next to him, fully expecting Eddie to want to fuck me. But he didn’t.
“That was great man,” he said. “I haven’t been fucked like that in weeks.”
“You’ve done this before?”
“Don’t tell me you didn’t know?” he asked, fingering my left tit.
I shook my head.
“You were a virgin?”
I nodded mutely, too shocked to say anything.
“Sweet!” he whispered to himself. Then he turned to me and kissed me, the taste of my own cock still on his lips.
A few minutes later, we went into the bathroom and showered together, each of us getting to lather up the other. And although nothing more happened that day beside a little soapy hand fun, we had loads of fun other times over the next year until Eddie moved off to college in Florida.
That summer we would often going swimming in Joey’s pool to cool off. We three were sometimes joined by other friends of Joey’s and every now and again we did what lots of teenaged boys do, we skinny-dipped. There was nothing sexual about it at the time, just boys being boys, but I had to work very hard at not getting hard around Joey and Eddie when we were naked together. I knew I liked guys, but Joey? Not a chance; he was way too into girls. And Eddie didn’t seem all that interested either. If only I had known then, I might have done something sooner. As it turns out, nothing happened between me and Eddie for more than half a year.
Gran had decided that I was much too old for the second-hand child’s room furniture I had been using since I started living with her after my Dad ran off and my Mom decided to drink herself to a slow death. Since I was going to be seventeen at the end of the summer, Gran decided to give me an early birthday present, new bedroom furniture. But there was a catch -- I would have to clear out the room and paint it.
Not a problem. The day before I was to paint to make the room ready for my new furniture, I cleared out everything with the exception of my bed, night stand and bedside lamp. I had asked a couple of buddies to help me paint my room, but only one was able to, Eddie. That day, a Saturday, he arrived a little after ten in the morning. I can remember what he looked like as clearly as if it were yesterday -- black Nikes that had seen better days, faded jeans with a hole at the left knee, a faded red, white and blue striped tee-shirt and a Yankee baseball cap. His unruly and very curly black hair fell to nearly his shoulders and the mustache on his upper lip was whisper thin. He smiled a toothy, sexy smile and came in. After saying hello to my Gran, Eddie and I went up to my room to work. A couple of hours in, Gran called us down for lunch. She made sure we ate well; she had remarked that Eddie seemed rather thin, and twenty minutes later we were back in my room, painting. The temperature outside had reached the high eighties and there was hardly any breeze; my room was stifling. Both Eddie and I were sweaty so we both took off our shirts. It only took another hour or so and when we were done, we were tired and splattered with paint. Eddied took a seat on my bed and I went into the bathroom to wash the brushes and roller out.
I left the cleaned brushes and roller to dry a bit by the sink and went back to my room were Eddie waited.
“You got a nice sized room,” he said. “Big enough for two.”
“Not with all the stuff I have coming in here.”
“What I wouldn’t give for a room of my own. I have to share with three brothers. No privacy at all.”
“What’s it like, having brothers?”
“Most of the time it’s not so bad, but once in a while they just get on your nerves.”
We sat there, on my bed, in silence for a few seconds.
“It’s quiet,” Eddie said.
“Gran must have gone out. Shopping, I guess.” I was sweating harder and my heart was pumping loudly in my ears. This would be the perfect opportunity to make a move, but I still had reservations because of what had happened with Mike a couple of weeks earlier.
“Have you ever thought about fooling around with a guy?” Eddie asked out of the blue as if reading my mind. What had he noticed?
“Once or twice,” I admitted.
“Well, you wanna? Nobody’s gonna know if we do it.” He put his hand on my thigh and gave a little squeeze. “Whadaya say? It’ll be fun.”
I licked my dry lips and swallowed. “Sure.”
By silent consent we both stood. I had been around other guys who had been half dressed or totally naked in the locker room after gym, but this was different. It was like I was looking at Eddie for the first time. He was an inch or two taller than me, and stocky. And while he had this mop of dark, curly hair on his head, there was even more fanning across his chest and down his stomach until it disappeared inside his jeans. On the other hand, I only have a light dusting across my chest and down my abs.
We slowly undressed -- shoes first then jeans, tossing them carelessly aside. Before we went any further, I went to the door and, on the off chance Gran wasn’t out, closed and locked it. Then off came our underwear. We were naked except for our socks.
I reached for his cock and he reached for mine. I can’t really describe what it felt like to hold another guy’s cock in my hand; it felt so different from my own cock in my hands when I jerk off -- sort of rubbery and warm.
Eddie sank to his knees facing my cock. I maneuvered to the bed, sat and opened my legs as much as I could, giving him room to play. By this time I was already rock hard. He wrapped his hand around the shaft of my cock and slid it up and down a few times before opening his mouth and tickling me with his tongue. Then he started to lick my cock and my balls as his hands found their way to my chest. He sucked my balls and played with my tits. I was in heaven, or thought I was. Then he wrapped his lips around my cock and started sucking! It felt so good! I moaned and groaned and bucked my hips, trying to push my dick further down his willing throat. But after a few seconds, I knew I had to stop or I would cum and I didn’t want to cum so soon. I pushed him off me and slid off the bed onto the floor where I could get at his cock.
Eddie’s cock still had its foreskin. While I had seen one or two in the lockerroom showers, I had never really seen one up close and personal. I was fascinated by it and played with it a little. Soon enough his hard cock demanded more than just my hand and I took his musky cock into my mouth and began sucking.
There we were on the floor of my room sucking each other like you see in any porn flick. We must have been going at for nearly twenty minutes, just sucking cock, licking balls, fingering ass when Eddie stopped, pulled out of my mouth and got on all fours.
“Fuck me,” he said, looking over his shoulder at me. “Fuck me now. I want your cock in me.”
I didn’t need any further convincing. I got on my knees, and aimed my cock at his waiting hole. It slipped in without much effort and I began humping him like a randy dog in heat. After only a few minutes, I pulled out and stood.
“Get on my bed,” I told him.
He quickly did what I said and lay on his back, putting his legs up automatically. I started fucking him again, humping him deep and hard. Sweat was dripping down my face, chest and back. It wasn’t long before I came, I was that close. I grabbed his hips and pulled him as close to me as I could, burying my cock deep in him. Then I lost it and my cock exploded in him. As I came, Eddie started to cum.
After I pulled out of Eddie’s ass, I climbed onto the bed next to him, fully expecting Eddie to want to fuck me. But he didn’t.
“That was great man,” he said. “I haven’t been fucked like that in weeks.”
“You’ve done this before?”
“Don’t tell me you didn’t know?” he asked, fingering my left tit.
I shook my head.
“You were a virgin?”
I nodded mutely, too shocked to say anything.
“Sweet!” he whispered to himself. Then he turned to me and kissed me, the taste of my own cock still on his lips.
A few minutes later, we went into the bathroom and showered together, each of us getting to lather up the other. And although nothing more happened that day beside a little soapy hand fun, we had loads of fun other times over the next year until Eddie moved off to college in Florida.
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