FAS high school classmate seduction...

He was really a little bigger than life. I was starting my junior year and had just transferred from the Catholic high school, reluctantly I might add, to the public high school right around the corner from home. I was 6'4" tall and not sports inclined, so I worried about how I would fit in. On the first day of school I saw him in one of my classes. He sat all the way across the classroom from me, and, I am sure, never noticed me at all, though I was at least an inch taller than he was. He was really handsome and was he ever big! Wide shoulders, narrow waste and big thighs. He spoke fairly unaccented English with a little bit of a sarcastic note. He sat right behind another really good looking guy named Neil. I had actually noticed Neil first because he was really movie star good looking but older looking than any of the rest of us. He (not Neil) was friends with a couple of guys that were also my friends so we saw each other from time to time, mostly riding around in borrowed cars and just cruising here and there. Sometimes we would even hang out at my house. After a time we would talk a bit and discuss architecture and the buildings in nearby Atlanta. Soon, we were taking motor trips to the big city and looking at the newest structures. We would usually travel in his parents' Ford Country Squire which impressed me, too. Then, later, when we were seniors, I got a 1957 Plymouth and we then had a car to travel in any time. I cannot actually remember the occasion of our first sexual encounter. We were always talking about things but never directly suggested to one another that we do this or that. Finally, one day as we were exploring an home under construction, we found ourselves in a small room, likely a bath room, and we somehow began to touch each other. This expanded as we unzipped our jeans and exposed our penises to each other for the first time. He exclaimed over my hard and throbbing penis, "Your organ seems to be quite excited!" I reached for his larger half erect penis and began to stroke it. I was thrilled with his wide, thick and beautiful penis! I bent over and began to suck his organ and then slid down onto my knees in front of him/it. It quickly reached full sail and was extended straight into my ready, hot mouth. My heart pounding in my ears and my eyes pressed full shut I began to stimulate his penis by moving my head and lips up and down on its wide, thick shaft. My saliva lubricated his organ as it moved in and out of my mouth and he contributed his own precum to make the movements smooth and even more pleasurable. This lasted but a few short minutes before his shaft began to throb and his legs shook a bit. He began to spurt hot, white jets of semen into my mouth. I choked and gagged, but managed to swallow most of his hot load. Long before I had had my fill of his wonderful penis, he pulled it from between my greedy lips and shoved it, still erect, behind his zipper and turned to leave the framed room. After the first time, we began to have these encounters several times a week. He came to work at the store where I worked after school, so we were together even more than we had been. We continued the meetings, mostly at night after we both started to college at different schools. Our activities were always strictly sexual, though we had lively discussions of other topics, I was always aware of the sexually charged atmosphere when we were together, even when someone else was present. He often made reference to his desire to suck my cock, but he never ventured far into doing this. It did not trouble me, since I was most anxious to stimulate him with my mouth and feel his wonderful penis react to my servicing. He was always quick to retire after he ejaculated and immediately after acted like nothing had happened. We went on seeing each other for a while then grew apart, just when I had experienced anal intercourse and wanted to experiment with him. I would often dream of him while I was being sucked by someone else. He was so big and so "hunkie" and so handsome that I found I always wanted to be playing with him, even though he was no longer available. Through the years, we have found each other several times and even today, I am in touch with him. I still fantasize about playing with him, feeling his thick, long penis between my fingers and in my mouth. I love to think of him coming to me to satisfy his needs while he satisfies me. I have not given him a name in this blog. He will know who he is when he reads it and he may find out a little something that he didn't know 45 years ago! And he will definitely find out that I am still carrying that torch and am still ready to offer stimulation and satisfaction any time he is ready.