Chapter 48

• Chapter 9
• "Oh, man, I'm gonna cum again, get ready, Art, we want to keep fucking her," my young lover gasped as he thrust deep inside spurting even more semen deep into me, I knew not only the sheets were wet but the mattress had to be as well. But it was just too good to even think of that. He pulled his long cock out as Art moved to take his place and I smiled down at him as he slid right up into me, so lubricated by now. But it made me think of a time before, it was a pool party after my high school graduation and there were four girls and twelve or thirteen guys, I'm really not sure. I do remember that two were not circumcised and for three of us that was new and of great interest as we all took turns rolling their foreskin back to lick across the exposed tip. There were also two African-American guys, one a big, strapping football player and the other, a tall, slender doctor's son who was a bit nerdy though very sweet, usually at the top of our classes, a lot of girls figured he was gay. It was funny. Guess which had the bigger cock? And he was definitely not gay, oh, not at all.
• This, however, was another thing from my earlier life before I met Art that I've never told him about. Maybe I will now, we'll see.