We grew up in a small rural town. He was one of the 6 kids of a fun and interesting family. By the the time I was 15 and he was 14 things took an exciting turn.  Barry came by the house one summer evening and joined me on the back deck  We visited and chatted and enjoyed a pleasant evening. 

Barry then looked at me and said, "I really want to give you head"...I was caught off guard, but my cock tingled. I offered no response as I looked over and noticed a significant bulge in his shorts. Barry again told me he really wanted to suck my cock. He stood up and told me to follow him. I followed without hesitation.

A small  small town has few places to 'hide'. Barry  led me to an alley where a few cars were stored for either repair or resale. We entered the back seat and sat quietly for a few minutes.I remember the interesting shadows that were created by the street lights lighting up the alley. We both removed our shorts and sat naked with growing erections. He just reached over and took my cock in his hand and began stroking. I stretched out and he made sure I was real hard. His face moved closer and closer until his lips touched the head of my throbbing cock.I watched silently as he swallowed all of me, paused, and then began his up and down actions. He would get me real close with his hands, tongue and mouth and then hold me off by squeezing the right places. As he kept me from cuming, for the third or fourth, time, he looked up and asked me to cum in his ass. I wanted to play with his cock but he brushed me aside and was on all fours. He worked a large amount of precum out of both our dripping cocks and lubricated his pink hole. He guided my cock toward that hole and helped me slide in through his tight anal ring. I soon found myself completely buried . I could feel his pulsing butthole as I moved in and out. It took very few thrusts before I knew I was going to explode. Barry was stroking his cock and growing harder as I worked faster. We both came together. Me buried deep in his contacting ass, he all over the backseat of a 64 buick. I remember staying inside him and not losing my erection and fucking him again .We both came again. I finally pulled my drained, soaked, semi-hard cock out of that quivering juicy hole, pulled my shorts back on and watched Barry begin rubbing his cock again. He was quite a bit bigger than me. I wanted to suck that cock. He stopped me and asked that I only watch. He worked his cock and balls and butthole until he shot a huge load all over his chest and stomach. He asked me to leave and I opened the door and backed away, watching Barry as he began stroking again. I turned and walked away  and remember the summer breeze hitting the drips of cum as they continued to ooze out of my cock. We shared a number of other experiences during our adolescences. Those will have to wait for another time.