0 comments/ 1753 views/ 0 favorites Chris Pt. 01 By: eroticjuggalo I was a bit hesitant when it came to submitting the following series of stories for publication in lieu of all of the negative comments and feedback that I've received on the majority of my submissions but then I said "Fuck it." The following stories are about something that happened in my life that I'm not very proud about and yet I have no regrets about it. Not long after graduating from High School a few of my Male friends and I decided to experiment with each other. I'm not sure exactly why this happened because there was absolutely no physical attraction on my part toward either of them and I'm sure that there was none toward me by them. The first guy I ever did anything with was my friend Chris. Chris kind of looked like a teenage Ron Howard with blonde hair. I guess you could consider Chris one of my oldest friends. My family were friends with his and we hung out a little when we were younger but it wasn't until our later years of High School when we started hanging out on a regular basis. Chris and I decided to spend the entire day fishing at one of the lakes that was within walking distance of where were lived. We had been there since early that morning and it was now going on late afternoon. We had moved from spot to spot throughout the day and ended up at one of our favorite spots on the lake. It was a stone wall that made up a dam which drained from the main lake body into a swampy marsh in the woods. Directly in front of us across the lake maybe 100 yards was a parking lot filled with people who were picnicking, feeding the ducks and geese or jogging along the path which surrounded the lake. Chris and I weren't catching anything and getting bored and yet we didn't feel like calling it a day. We reeled in our fishing lines and just sat on the wall talking for a little bit. We were only about a year and a half out of high school and the memories were still in our minds and we began to reminisce about all of the hot girls we knew. It didn't take long for our young hormones to get the better of us and we both admitted to each other that our cocks were rock throbbing hard. Chris was the first to whip his cock out and he played with it a little. I felt weird about that for a couple of reasons. Mainly because we were in a public state park and because a guy has never done that around me before. Within only a couple of minutes I took whipped my cock out and played with it. I'm not lying when I say that I was actually turned on by looking at Chris's cock. I had no physical attraction to him but his cock was turning me on. Chris's cock was about the length of a normal sized hot dog but thicker. I kind of looked at it indirectly while he was stroking hoping he wouldn't see me looking. A few minutes later however I said something that would lead to over three years of encounters with Chris. "I'm not gay or anything but would you like me to help you out?" I asked him. Chris didn't say a word and just let go of his cock. I stood straight up and without wasting any time I wrapped my hand around it. I started stroking him slowly all the while having a really awkward feeling as I did. I don't remember how long I had been stroking him but I'm sure it couldn't have been anymore then a minute or two when Chris asked me if I would suck it. I actually wanted to suck his cock but only because I was hoping I'd get something in return. The only thing was I didn't feel 100% safe doing that outside like that so I told him that we should find a spot somewhere. To our luck, just behind us about thirty feet away was an abandoned shack that was about the size of a small barn and painted just like one which used to be one of the parks restrooms. We tried the door first but it was locked. That wasn't going to stop Chris from getting his blowjob. Chris, being the more athletic of the two of us scaled a tree which Conveniently had a large branch that hung over the roof of the building and he gained access from a skylight on the roof of the building. Chris unlatched the door and let me in and we latched the door behind us. We walked over to the only toilet stall in the bathroom and I sat down on the toilet. Chris whipped his cock out again and I started sucking. It was so quiet in there you could hear a mouse fart. I sucked Chris's cock for a few minutes but then it crossed my mind that he could piss in my mouth if it wanted to. "Don't piss in my mouth or anything." I warned him and about five seconds later the fucker did just that. I spit his piss out and immediately stood up from the toilet and started lighting up Chris's head with hammer punches. Chris was laughing so hard at what he did that the pain of my punches didn't even seem to phase him. In fact I think they only made him laugh harder. I chased Chris out of the bathroom as I continuously lit him up with punches. He ran across to the wall where we were sitting earlier and he snatched up his fishing gear and his bike and he pedaled away laughing as I chased him. I then collected up my fishing gear and started my walk home. The entire walk home I was spitting every two seconds trying to get the taste of Chris's piss out of my mouth. When I got home I ate dinner and decided to head up into my attic computer room to look up some porn. I wasn't in the attic long when I saw Chris walking up the attic steps. When I saw him I had a moment of rage and I could see that Chris could tell that. He stood there for a moment with a stance as if he were getting ready to run. I forgave him for what he did earlier and we sat at my computer looking at some porn for a while before we started where we left off. Aside from being the computer room the attic doubled as a spare bedroom and Chris and I walked over to the bed where I started sucking him again. This time I told him that if he pissed in my mouth again I'd fuck him up. I sucked him for a few minutes and he returned the favor only briefly and when it was time for him to cum I asked for him to cum on my cock. I laid back on the bed and Chris shot his load on my cock, balls and hand and I used his cum as a lube to finish myself off. Chris Pt. 02 I literally cannot recall how many times Chris and I "Messed around." I know Craig and I only did this maybe ten times, and my friend Billy and I only did stuff twice but I'm sure when it came to Chris we must have messed around hundreds of times. Of course I don't remember them all but I do remember the best times. There was another time when Chris and I were out fishing when him and I started messing around. This time we were definitely risking catching an indecent exposure charge or something like that. We had decided to try our luck at another one of our favorite fishing spots. This one was at another lake only about a mile from the one in the last story. This lake was actually a manmade reservoir that was used to feed water to the super market and strip mall nearby. The lake was unusually packed that day and we were reconsidering not even sticking around. Chris and I found an empty spot along the bank of the lake and we set up our fishing gear. We each has two lines in the water, one on top and one on the bottom, and we sat and waited for something to bite. Not long after Chris must have gotten the itch because he laid back and pulled his cock out and started stroking. I kind of just smiled and shook my head at him as if to say: "Geez, man." Chris and I had probably messed around about six or seven times up to this point but I had no plans to do anything with him on this day but I ended up going down on him anyway. The crazy thing about this time was that there was only a small but thick shrub diving us and some other people only about ten feet to our right. I sucked him for a few minutes before him and I opted for a bit more privacy. Not far from where we were in a wooded area was a small concrete shack about the size of a garden shed which was once used as a pump house to drain water from the lake. The place probably hadn't been used since the 1920's and was a bit run down but when we were in our early years of High School my friend and I had commandeered it as our hang out. Chris and I packed up our fishing gear and made the short walk to the pump house. Once we got there we could see that nature had already started to reclaim it since the last time we were there. There was no doors or windows anymore on the building so the floor was covered with leaves and twigs and every other form of nature one could think of. Surprisingly the only thing that didn't seem touched by nature was the old lazy boy reclining chair that Chris and I had hauled there about three years before. Chris sat down in the chair and pulled his cock out again. I knelled and started sucking him once more. He sat there watching as I took his cock into my mouth and held the back of my head. After sucking him for a little while Chris said he wanted to try and fuck me. I was a little reluctant to do so but I gave in. Up to this point our encounters had been nothing but once sided blow jobs or half assed ones on Chris's part but I didn't care if we tried other stuff. Chris stood up and I bent over the chair. Chris eased in behind me gripped his cock as he stepped forward and once the head of his cock touched me I was a little less willing to do that. "Don't stick it in." I told him. "Just put it on the crack or something." I said to him. Chris slid his cock between my cheeks and held them closed as he began pumping. Right way I could tell that this just wasn't for me but I let him do it for a few minutes. "Let me try it now." I told Chris. I didn't like receiving but I thought maybe I'd like giving. Chris stopped 'fucking' me and he too bent over the chair. I gripped his ass cheeks and tried sliding my cock into him but I didn't like it much that way either. We wiped our cocks off and took turns giving each other blow jobs and again it was a half assed blow job that I got from Chris. When it was time for us to cum we actually shot our loads into an empty Pepsi bottle for some reason. I don't know why we did that but we did... Chris Pt. 03 I do not know why but a lot of the encounters that Chris and I had happened while we both were fishing. Maybe fishing sparked some kind of sex nerve or something. Chris and I were fishing at the lake that I told about in my first story but this time we decided to try our luck in the stream that ran off of the lake. We were both standing knee deep in the water casting our fishing lines under a roadway overpass hoping there were some big fish hiding in the darkness. We could see fish splashing from under the bridge so we'd cast our lines as close to where we saw the splash. We were doing this for a while when all of a sudden the mood hit me. Right in the water I walked over to Chris and pulled his cock out and began sucking it. While I was doing that Chris kept on fishing as if I wasn't even there casting his line back and forth under the overpass. Not only was there a busy roadway above us on the overpass but to our right up on a ten foot embankment was a jug handle roadway which was used for making right turns off the main roadway. Cars were driving by each second on both of the roads above but I knew that the embankment would at least partially obscure anyone's view of Chris and I unless someone had purposely been looking down as they drove by. After a few minutes Chris got a little more into it and him and I walked up onto the opposite embankment to our left and we laid down on the ground. I sucked Chris'c cock for maybe ten minutes before he ended up stroking his self off. Chris sucked me a little and stroked my cock but for some reason he always had a problem doing it for a long time. On this day however Chris actually stroked me off until I came. I did not pay attention to where most of my cum shot but I know a little got on his fingers because he looked at me with a grossed out look and he began wiping my cum on the grass beside him. I don't remember exactly what the comment I said to Chris was but after I came I remember telling him something about doing that more often for me. He shook his head and I noticed a disgruntled look on his face. We continued fishing for a while longer before heading home to eat dinner. Later that night around 9:00 P.M. Chris came over to my house. It was Friday and Extreme Championship Wrestling (ECW) was about to come on. Before they ended up being bought out by Vince McMahon of the WWE I was really heavy into watching ECW and I hadn't missed an episode in over eighty weeks. I really wanted to watch the show but Chris felt like messing around. I will freely admit that 90% of the encounters I had with these friend was instigated by me but there were many times when Chris was the instigator. I was sitting on my comfortable reclining chair and ready to watch ECW but Chris was on my bed waiting for me. I reluctantly got up and sat on the bed next to him and he pulled his cock out. By this time the wrestling show was already on and I paid little attention to Chris for the moment. I leaned over and gripped Chris's cock in my left hand and then started sucking him. I was more focused on the wrestling show so out of the corner of my eye I was watching the TV. When a commercial would come on I'd really start getting into Chris's cock until the wrestling show came back on and I'd focus more on the show. What happened next was partially my fault but it was also because Chris was kind of an asshole but before I knew it Chris was cumming down my throat. I gagged slightly because it caught me off guard but I ended up swallowing his cum. After that I laid down on the bed and Chris gave me one of his half assed blow jobs and he stroked me off until I came. After I came Chris went home and I waited for the 10:00 P.M. local showing of Extreme Championship Wrestling which was a much better show then the nationwide show.