JLipps4u
BSB Addict
"Marty"
Marty was a 18yo boy I met when I was 19 and in college. I was majoring in Biology and a member of the science club. The club operated a ranch about 6 hours from the university in a beautifully forrested area of the state with great hills and lots of natural water systsems. About 4 times a year, the club took field trips to the ranch to engage in natural science projects. It was on one such trip that I met Marty, a high school senior, but son of an important university administrator, who also was interested in biology.
This was many years ago and we travled in 2 old and battered military trucks that had been donated. Usually about 12 to 15 people (mostly students) and 3 people sat in the front seat of each truck and the rest of us piled and squeezed in whereever we could in the back of the trucks which were covered with tarps. It was cramped and would have been unbearable, but we usually traveled at night, so that we did not cook in the back of the trucks.
There were four of us in the back of the truck I was riding. As we loaded ourselves into the back of the truck, this was when I first met Marty. Two boys who were seasoned ranchers got in first and settled directly behind the cab of the truck leaving Marty and I to try and fit ouselves into a small clearing on top of sacks of corn for the long journey. And I was appreciative!
Marty was 18 and a senior in high school. He was blonde and blue eyed with beautiful wavy hair. His eyebrows were thick and light brown. His eyes were beautiully blue, like looking up at a totally clear blue sky. The hint of a light peach fuzz covered a strong jawline. He had a rather large nose that was shaped beautilly and fit his face rather well. MArty was tall and lanky, but as we pressed into our small space, I soon realized the muscles on his body were hard, he loved sports. Eventually I would learn that he was almost totally hairless, except for small tufts of light brown hair under his arms, and a nice thick trail of darker hair directly beneath his navel (he had an innie).
We settled into our tight space for the ride and began to talk. Marty was very congenial and we talked about ourselves and high school. As the night progressed we both became more comfortable our bodies pressing against one another. Marty began to fall asleep, but I was wide awake and extremely horny having this youngman pressed against me,however, did close my eyes and pretended to fall asleep as well. As I lay there I concentrated on every one of his muscles that was pressed against me and noticed he was falling into a nice even breathing pattern. It almost lulled me to sleep.
As we lay/sat there, we both shifted positions and Marty laid his head on my shoulder and wrapped his arm around me chest. I could now feel his cock pressed against my ass and of course I lost my sleepiness! The truck hummed along and we could feel every bump in the road. Slowly I felt his cock begin to harden against my ass. I was dying to touch but could not, not the way we were positioned. Ever so slowly, I began to turn around. It took me awhile, but I finally managed to turn almost completely face up. Marty dropped his head onto my upper chest and I begain to breathe in harmony with his breaths. My left arm was almost completely under his hardening cock. My right arm was free and I reached over and began to feel his cock. With the lightest of touches, I began to run my fingers up and down his shaft. I began to feel it throb as I applied more pressure. My cock was raging hard of course. I grabbed his left arm and hand, I placed his left hand over my hard cock, and it felt wonderful. At times I would thrust my hips up against his hand,pretending he was feeling me off. This went on for about a half hour. I was so hot and turned on, I could feel sweat bgin to form around my neck and chest. I was was so focused trying to figure out jsut how to open his zipper and slip my hand inside. I wanted to feel his hard cock directly in my hand.
As I said, I was very focused and it was awhile before I realized his fingers were moving! Not only were they moving, but I now felt them caressing my cock as well. I almost panicked realizing that he was awake! It was not till then that I realized his breathing had changed, his breaths were shorter and faster. He lifted his head off my chest but he said nothing. I felt him begin to hump my side even as my fingers were caressing his hard cock. Since he said nothing, I reached for his zipper and began to pull on it, slowly, quietly. He shifted slightly giving me better access and I assumed it was okay to continue. So, I reached in and felt his briefs and his hard cock inside them.
Alas, there it was! His hard cock in my hand.I felt the shaft up and down and found a nice thick drop oe precum on the tip. I ran my finger over the tip and he squirmed and let out a very soft moan against my ear. MeANwhile I felt him find my zipper as he pulled it down as reached in as well. Quietly without saying a word, we lay there gently stroking each other. After some time, I felt his breathing quicken and realized he was getting close. I couldn't let him just shoot his load all over me, I wanted to taste him. I wanted him! So I scooted down lower beneath him till I was able to take his cock in my mouth. I sucked down the entire shaft in my hungry mouth and began to suck him deep. Again he moaned softly as he began to hump my mouth. He placed a hand on my head and i felt his whole body tighten up. His balls also tightened up in my hand. I felt the head swell up in my mouth and I could almost feel his cum making its way up his throbbing shaft. And there it was, he thrusted his hips at my mouth as he unloaded his sweet cumdown my throat. I swallowed fast to keep from choking as he filled my mouth. He finished unloading and his head throbbed a few more times in my mouth. He pulled out and I licked his shaft some more. I reached down,began to stroke myself when I felt his hand pulling on my jeans. I realized he was trying to pull me up. I wondered if he was going to suck me off too, but no. Once I scooted back up, he reachd down and began to stroke my cock. I came quickly all over my self.
We both put ourselves back together and just continued to lay there, pressed against each other. No words were exchanged, but i could tell the way he held me that he was okay with what had happened. Eventually, we both fell asleep. Even as I fell asleep, I thought how this was going to be a very interesting trip!
We arrived at the ranch around 5:30am. the boys who had settled behind the cab woke up and we all jumped out. We had a very sbuy morning unloading. I worried that in the light of day, Marty would feel all guilty and weird, and maybe avoid me. Much to my surprise, he followed me around and acted as if nothing had happened.
Later the evening, after supper, Marty and I went to the boys cabin and showered. It was then that I actually got to see the beautiful thick cut cock he sported and the thick curly brown pubes surrounding his beautiful cock.
We both got hard and I reached for his cock and stroked it a few times, but we did nothing else, fearful that someone would come up and find us messing around. I gazed at his leaN and muscular body and his perfectly round mounds that were his ass cheeks. They too were beautiful, the cheeks not even touching but instead forming a nice canal betweenb the cheeks leading down to a tuft of dark hair around his pink anal opening. (I looked when he bent down to wash himsel in the shower)
We slept in bunk beds and that night, after everyone else was asleep, he jumped dpwn to my bunk and we sucked each other off. WE had sex whenever we were alone that trip, sometimes just jerking each other off. We enjoyed another trip back to the university. I saw Marty a few times throughout the next year, but we never had the chance to rekindle our summer romance. I say romance, becuase, a few times we made out and kissed each other during the time at the ranch. That next May, I transferred to another university and never saw or heard from Marty again. I will always carry him in my memories.
Marty was a 18yo boy I met when I was 19 and in college. I was majoring in Biology and a member of the science club. The club operated a ranch about 6 hours from the university in a beautifully forrested area of the state with great hills and lots of natural water systsems. About 4 times a year, the club took field trips to the ranch to engage in natural science projects. It was on one such trip that I met Marty, a high school senior, but son of an important university administrator, who also was interested in biology.
This was many years ago and we travled in 2 old and battered military trucks that had been donated. Usually about 12 to 15 people (mostly students) and 3 people sat in the front seat of each truck and the rest of us piled and squeezed in whereever we could in the back of the trucks which were covered with tarps. It was cramped and would have been unbearable, but we usually traveled at night, so that we did not cook in the back of the trucks.
There were four of us in the back of the truck I was riding. As we loaded ourselves into the back of the truck, this was when I first met Marty. Two boys who were seasoned ranchers got in first and settled directly behind the cab of the truck leaving Marty and I to try and fit ouselves into a small clearing on top of sacks of corn for the long journey. And I was appreciative!
Marty was 18 and a senior in high school. He was blonde and blue eyed with beautiful wavy hair. His eyebrows were thick and light brown. His eyes were beautiully blue, like looking up at a totally clear blue sky. The hint of a light peach fuzz covered a strong jawline. He had a rather large nose that was shaped beautilly and fit his face rather well. MArty was tall and lanky, but as we pressed into our small space, I soon realized the muscles on his body were hard, he loved sports. Eventually I would learn that he was almost totally hairless, except for small tufts of light brown hair under his arms, and a nice thick trail of darker hair directly beneath his navel (he had an innie).
We settled into our tight space for the ride and began to talk. Marty was very congenial and we talked about ourselves and high school. As the night progressed we both became more comfortable our bodies pressing against one another. Marty began to fall asleep, but I was wide awake and extremely horny having this youngman pressed against me,however, did close my eyes and pretended to fall asleep as well. As I lay there I concentrated on every one of his muscles that was pressed against me and noticed he was falling into a nice even breathing pattern. It almost lulled me to sleep.
As we lay/sat there, we both shifted positions and Marty laid his head on my shoulder and wrapped his arm around me chest. I could now feel his cock pressed against my ass and of course I lost my sleepiness! The truck hummed along and we could feel every bump in the road. Slowly I felt his cock begin to harden against my ass. I was dying to touch but could not, not the way we were positioned. Ever so slowly, I began to turn around. It took me awhile, but I finally managed to turn almost completely face up. Marty dropped his head onto my upper chest and I begain to breathe in harmony with his breaths. My left arm was almost completely under his hardening cock. My right arm was free and I reached over and began to feel his cock. With the lightest of touches, I began to run my fingers up and down his shaft. I began to feel it throb as I applied more pressure. My cock was raging hard of course. I grabbed his left arm and hand, I placed his left hand over my hard cock, and it felt wonderful. At times I would thrust my hips up against his hand,pretending he was feeling me off. This went on for about a half hour. I was so hot and turned on, I could feel sweat bgin to form around my neck and chest. I was was so focused trying to figure out jsut how to open his zipper and slip my hand inside. I wanted to feel his hard cock directly in my hand.
As I said, I was very focused and it was awhile before I realized his fingers were moving! Not only were they moving, but I now felt them caressing my cock as well. I almost panicked realizing that he was awake! It was not till then that I realized his breathing had changed, his breaths were shorter and faster. He lifted his head off my chest but he said nothing. I felt him begin to hump my side even as my fingers were caressing his hard cock. Since he said nothing, I reached for his zipper and began to pull on it, slowly, quietly. He shifted slightly giving me better access and I assumed it was okay to continue. So, I reached in and felt his briefs and his hard cock inside them.
Alas, there it was! His hard cock in my hand.I felt the shaft up and down and found a nice thick drop oe precum on the tip. I ran my finger over the tip and he squirmed and let out a very soft moan against my ear. MeANwhile I felt him find my zipper as he pulled it down as reached in as well. Quietly without saying a word, we lay there gently stroking each other. After some time, I felt his breathing quicken and realized he was getting close. I couldn't let him just shoot his load all over me, I wanted to taste him. I wanted him! So I scooted down lower beneath him till I was able to take his cock in my mouth. I sucked down the entire shaft in my hungry mouth and began to suck him deep. Again he moaned softly as he began to hump my mouth. He placed a hand on my head and i felt his whole body tighten up. His balls also tightened up in my hand. I felt the head swell up in my mouth and I could almost feel his cum making its way up his throbbing shaft. And there it was, he thrusted his hips at my mouth as he unloaded his sweet cumdown my throat. I swallowed fast to keep from choking as he filled my mouth. He finished unloading and his head throbbed a few more times in my mouth. He pulled out and I licked his shaft some more. I reached down,began to stroke myself when I felt his hand pulling on my jeans. I realized he was trying to pull me up. I wondered if he was going to suck me off too, but no. Once I scooted back up, he reachd down and began to stroke my cock. I came quickly all over my self.
We both put ourselves back together and just continued to lay there, pressed against each other. No words were exchanged, but i could tell the way he held me that he was okay with what had happened. Eventually, we both fell asleep. Even as I fell asleep, I thought how this was going to be a very interesting trip!
We arrived at the ranch around 5:30am. the boys who had settled behind the cab woke up and we all jumped out. We had a very sbuy morning unloading. I worried that in the light of day, Marty would feel all guilty and weird, and maybe avoid me. Much to my surprise, he followed me around and acted as if nothing had happened.
Later the evening, after supper, Marty and I went to the boys cabin and showered. It was then that I actually got to see the beautiful thick cut cock he sported and the thick curly brown pubes surrounding his beautiful cock.
We both got hard and I reached for his cock and stroked it a few times, but we did nothing else, fearful that someone would come up and find us messing around. I gazed at his leaN and muscular body and his perfectly round mounds that were his ass cheeks. They too were beautiful, the cheeks not even touching but instead forming a nice canal betweenb the cheeks leading down to a tuft of dark hair around his pink anal opening. (I looked when he bent down to wash himsel in the shower)
We slept in bunk beds and that night, after everyone else was asleep, he jumped dpwn to my bunk and we sucked each other off. WE had sex whenever we were alone that trip, sometimes just jerking each other off. We enjoyed another trip back to the university. I saw Marty a few times throughout the next year, but we never had the chance to rekindle our summer romance. I say romance, becuase, a few times we made out and kissed each other during the time at the ranch. That next May, I transferred to another university and never saw or heard from Marty again. I will always carry him in my memories.
o pm. As soon as I walked in and saw my fellow coworkers, I knew something was up. Everyone looked so somber and I approached them, they would turn away and get busy. I didn't know whta to think, I thought I had done something wrong. Finally, the assistant store manager came up and asked me to his office. I followed him, shaking, nervous, trying to figure what I had done. He was a good man, he knew I was gay (every one did really), and he knew I had a thing for Donnie. We got to the office and closed the door, I was frantic. Slowly he began to unfold the events of the wedding. Two cars of wedding guests, each carrying 6 people had had a head on crash, all were our friends. 10 people had been killed in the crash, two had survived, and one of them was Donnie, and he lay on his death bed in the hospital. I was devastated. I sobbbed for about an hour, and I mean sobbed! Unabashedly! Finally Mr. Cummings came back to his office and told me to go home, he didn't want me there, he knew I had no head for anything but grief. I left, trembling and still crying, soflty but still in tears. I went straight to the hospital. I got up the the ICU and his mom stood outside the room crying. When she saw me, she hugged me and starting crying harder, I responded the same. She did not know about our relationship, but she knew Donnie and I were friends and that he liked me, that was good enough for her. She encouraged me to go into to see Donnie and say goodbye. I did, and it was so difficult. To this day, I can picture exactly how he lay there ina coma, head bandaged 
