I had returned home for the Christmas holiday season to spend time with family and friends. This time of course involved a trip home to my former high school. I had enjoyed high school for the most part, and loved to support the school whenever I could, be it through a small donation of money or my time and services. There were many great options.
As I pulled up to the school for the girls sporting event that night I was greeted by an old friend who was there to watch the game. “Hi” he said nervously, looking down at his shoes a bit. I asked him how he was doing, and he responded “I’m alright”. We traded niceties back and forth for a few minutes before heading in to watch the game.
This man was several years younger than me, and I had met him through an extracurricular during my sophomore year. Time went on and as more of the underclassmen got to know me, so did he. He was now a Senior and eighteen years old, and damn did he look fine. While we hadn’t grown very tall, he had taken on the perfect form of a twink save for some mustache hair on his face that almost looked like peach fuzz. He was wearing tight grey jogger pants and I definitely did not regret getting a chance to look at his firmly shaped ass on the way in thanks to the joggers, which were defined in all the right places without a doubt.
The game went by without a hitch…. for the other team. Our girls’ basketball team sucked pretty hard and it showed. At halftime the visiting team was leading by twenty, and that lead widened to forty before the night was over. The game ended with a score of 69-29, and as I left most of the boys were making juvenile wise cracks about the final score being 69 for the visiting team, which led to sneers and sideways glances from the crowds. Oh to be young and stupid again.
I got caught up with the coach for a while shooting the bull about times gone by and how good our teams used to be. The boys’ basketball squad wasn’t doing very well either, but it was the territory that came with the rural school status. It seemed like the schools out in the middle of nowhere tended to do terribly in my area, and so we just dealt with it. We said our goodbyes, and I walked out towards the entrance.
Stepping into the vestibule, I noticed it had started to snow. The sidewalks were covered, and not many cars were left with how late it was. The street lights in the parking lot shone like search lights in the woods, illuminating the now white parking lot in it’s December glory. I took a moment to take it all in. Home just did winter so well and I was here for it.
A tap on my shoulder meant someone was nearby. I turned aside and there was my friend again. It turns out he was still at the school too, and had to take care of some “business” before leaving. I assumed that was code for using illegal substances or having sex with a fellow student and just tried to keep the conversation going. As we did though, I noticed his hands seemed like they didn’t know where to go, so I offered him a hug, you know bro things. We embraced, but he didn’t let go.
“Bro” he said in an almost hushed whisper. “You’re so warm”. If he could have reached up I think he would have ran his fingers through my hair. Something was definitely off here, and he still wasn’t letting go. I didn’t want to be too mean, but eventually we finally did separate. I had been able to feel his hard cock pressed up against my knees the whole time.
I had wondered if this boy was gay the past few years. It seemed like he had taken a few more than suggestive pictures with his male classmates over the past few years, including one of him in pink handcuffs at the fair a few summers back. Me and my bisexual tendencies were turned on when we found that one, but held back because he had only been eighteen a little while. Now, he was closer to nineteen and seemed to have this aura about him. His sweatshirt was warm to the touch and the flannel jacket he had thrown over was typical of the area we lived in. He was a cutie.
“I haven’t been fucked in a while”. The world stopped for a moment.
“I’m sorry, what?” I asked, just in bewilderment at what he had just said. There was no way he was going to say something like that to me. I must be crazy.
“You heard me. I haven’t been fucked in a while.”
“Are you gay then?”
“Yeah man, knew it since I was ten”. This made sense
“Do you have someone you meet up with or anything like that?” I asked, trying to potentially get him to go see him even though my boner was now raging in my jeans and I was starting to nervously sweat at the thought of fucking him in his tight little bussy. He shook his head, and I was very cautious with how I phrased my next line. With a very nervous laugh I said “I’m available if you’d like”.
“That’s exactly what I was thinking”. Shit, I was in. Simple as that.
We realized we didn’t have a location to fuck. His parents were home and I was staying with mine. Without much more hesitation, we decided to jump in my car and go to a secluded place. We drove for a while as the snow began to fall, and ended up at the township sliding hill, now deserted and closed for the evening, but accessible due to it’s lack of gates. I turned the heat up and shut the lights off.
Our lips locked as the snow fell into the dark countryside night, and this felt so wrong, but we had both consented and were legal age. In some ways I felt like I was getting a present, but in other ways I felt like I was being a creep. My cock thought otherwise though, as it continued to stand at attention.
I took off his shirt and you could tell he had been working out. A nice six pack was coming into place, and that made me begin questioning why he had chosen to be the bottom, but sometimes you have to let bygones be bygones. I began to kiss his chest lightly, and he panted like a little puppy dog, eager for more. What a good pup. We both knew more was coming though.
I slid off his joggers next and found a smart looking pair of American Eagle boxers. Now that the pants were gone I got to put a hand on his ass without much restricting it. It was firm, not too soft but not too hard either. Just the perfect ass all around. I smacked it once and he screamed “YES DADDY GIVE ME MORE! I’VE BEEN A VERY BAD BOY!” That was enough to get me to lay him down across my crotch and smack him for ten minutes straight still with his boxers on. He was enjoying every minute of it, and I could tell he was eager to see what I had to offer.
My clothes came off, and he began reaching underneath my briefs to fondle my dick and balls. Shit he had a good grip, pulling me in right from the start. As we both sat there in our underpants and otherwise naked, I felt the shame leaving my mind. This felt fucking amazing, and I never wanted it to end, not in the slightest. I had to stop my friend before long though before he made me cum prior to the main event.
We took off our underpants and moved into the backseat. His cock was a nice five inches hard, and his bussy was already pretty stretched from past partners. I didn’t mind though. Before we got to the real thing however, I wanted some time with his cock. I bent over it and spit on it a little bit to lube it up before sliding it into my mouth and going at variable speeds. He moaned with ecstasy, and his breaths were beautifully spaced. What a beautiful boy, top to bottom. I had hit the treasure trove.
I felt him tensing up and getting ready to cum, so we stopped and I let him play with me for a little bit. He focused mostly on my chest, kissing it up and down and allowing me to feel waves of pleasure caressing my body like a warm summer’s day. He kissed me some more too, and the smell of candy was sweet on his lips. Fuck he was a good kisser, easily my favorite part of the whole night. I let him kiss me more and more and more, until we had to stop and give our mouths a break.
He reached into his coat pocket and grabbed something, and what do you know, it was the pink handcuffs from the fair. We locked his hands up in them, and restrained him from behind. Now he was mine, and I was ready for it.
“Have I been a bad boy officer?” he asked as I leaned in close.
“Yes you have”
“Are you going to punish me?” he moaned softly as he laid down on the seat and spread his cheeks. Shit, this was it. This was time. I knew what I had to do.
“Of course” I said, and I guided my cock into his bussy. It still had some decent grip left, and I began to rock back and forth as best I could in the back seat with how much space we had. He cried and wailed, and begged for more. Having him in the pink handcuffs the whole time was like having him in chastity, so he couldn’t stroke himself while I was working on him. He was all mine.
“I’m going to have to take you to the slammer” I said as I thrust deeper into his hole. He panted some more and began gyrating his hips as my cock moved about. Holy fuck his hole felt amazing. I hoped this wasn’t the last time we got together.
“I’m gonna cum officer” he moaned in short gasps.
“You’re gonna cum for me like a little bitch who’s in trouble aren’t you?” I asked. He moaned some more and I stuck my hand under his cock. With a few more thrusts he came, and I caught all of it in my hand. His cum was thick and white, and I decided to eat it. I could tell he had been eating pineapple. “Your cum tastes great you dirty little man” I said as I kept thrusting.
While I didn’t want this to end, I could feel myself getting close. I wanted to cum in his ass and end this night on a high note. I began to stroke faster. “Daddy’s going to give you a deposit” I moaned as I got ready to bust.
“FUCK YEAH!” he screamed in a testosterone fueled rage. ‘CUM INSIDE ME DADDY!” He started thrusting back against me, egging me on and begging for my hot sweet cum. I was so close, and this was always the moment I hated, right before the orgasm when you knew the fun was about to be over. But I couldn’t hold on any longer.
As I came into his ass, I felt the cum trickle deep down inside him. He said something to the effect of “Fuck yeah daddy give me your seed” and then slid off my cock, farting the cum out onto my backseat. We collapsed onto each other, and cuddled there for a while, naked as could be.
I didn’t want this night to end. He was legitimately the perfect twink and the fuck had been everything I wanted it to be and then some. I would have been comfortable just staying there with him, but knew I needed to get him back to his car, so we got dressed and then I brought him back to the school. We kissed one more time, and then I watched him walk into the cold December snow before getting in his car, his ass mesmerizing me the whole way.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/qs4h99/the_first_snow_mm
Wow , so very hot