being. Even though I had had lots of boy sex, from the age of ten, till now, this was the first time I was doing it all with someone so beautiful and that I was pretty sure I worshiped. To this day I can’t imagine why he chose me, or I him, or why fate picked the last day of school for this amazing moment, but the feeling was awesome at the time and has not dwindled in my memory one iota.

Wrapping his fingers through my hair, he pulled me closer to his hot sweaty body. I swallowed his cock as deeply as I could, wanting to hold onto both him and the dream as long as possible. He smelled so good with sweat running down his chest, over his belly down to the lightly colored hair above his cock. I wanted to be doing it but watching me doing it at the same time, you know what I mean? It was all so fast and crazy. At our age getting off came quickly, and in a matter of very few short moments he shot off into my mouth, a slight whisper of a sound escaping from between his lips. Another first for me: I wasn’t sure what to do, so I swallowed it. Since then I have judged the taste of everyone’s cum by the standard that was set that day.

I don’t know what I expected to happen next. For some reason I didn’t think he wanted to suck my cock. I’m not sure why I thought that, but I did, so I moved around behind him placing my straining cock between the cheeks of his warm pink ass, the head of my cock hitting the back of his low hanging balls, my face resting softly on his back between his shoulder blades. I wanted so much to kiss him, his lips, his bellybutton, his toes. I’d like to say I fucked him. God knows I wanted to, but it didn’t get that far. I, too, got off faster than I wanted, the excitement building faster than my young body could control, shooting between his sturdy legs, my cum dripped down his right leg onto the slate of the back path. The two of us stood there for a moment taking it all in, breathing in unison, contemplating what had just happened to us and finally realizing where we were. I think we were both a bit embarrassed after that. It was very quiet. All you could hear were the chirping of a few birds in the trees and far away traffic. I quickly bent to pick up my jockey shorts and clean him and myself up. I tossed the cum soaked shorts far into the woods. What a dumb move. I should have kept them to have as a reminder of that wonderful day. We dressed quickly with our world slowly returning to normal as we walked down to the end of the back path in the direction of our homes. I looked at my watch, and what seemed like hours had actually been less then thirty minutes .To this day it still feels as though it was a lifetime, and for us, I guess it was.

As we walked along Wayne mentioned, in small talk, a few other guys we knew who he thought fooled around, and some possible future plans of our all getting together sometime or another. But of course that never happened.

I never saw Wayne Limon again.

Some years later when