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My house has a full basement and I had fixed up a sex room as I call it. When some of my friends from the city show up we go down there as it muffles the sounds so I led him down to the basement. When I opened the door to the room he looked really impressed. I put a porno movie in the DVD and suggested the classic 69 so I could suck him at the same time. No he said, he wanted to be able to concentrate on me and if I was sucking on him he wouldn’t be able to. He seemed a lot more confident then any other time I had seen him and I wondered what I was getting myself into. First he took off his clothes. Looking at him I suddenly realized how thin he really was. Then he started to undress me. I couldn’t believe it. It was so sensual. The way he unbuttoned my shirt and slowly slid it off, the gentle and careful way he slipped my pants down, everything about it was a master piece of seduction. When he had me stripped, he told me to lie on my back on the bed. He turned the lights down and came over and started. First he kissed me. Then he started licking. Next he nibbled and nuzzled my tits.

While it doesn’t take long to tell it took a lot longer for him to do. By the time he got to my belly button I had a hard-on that ached so bad I was in agony. As I lay there groaning and writhing he reached down and gently started to knead my nuts. I about erupted right then. He stopped and said to relax, to hold out as long as I could and it would feel better. My own words were thrown back at me. When I started to calm down he started again. It seemed to go on forever. Sometimes I could barely feel his hands, others he pinched hard enough to be very uncomfortable. By now I had leaked enough precum to make both my cock and belly slick. He leaned over and licked my belly. Then he sniffed it. His voice got husky and he said I smelled real good. While I was sure beforehand I would enjoy this, I never in my wildest dreams expected it to be this good. Finally he started to suck my love muscle. God it was wonderful. Here is a kid barely in his teens and he’s the best cocksucker I have ever had. He seemed absolutely to know just what would turn me on. He'd suck a little and as I would start to tense he’d pause and when I relaxed a little would start again. He played me like Yoyo Ma plays the cello, like Perlman plays the violin. “I can’t last much longer” I gasped. He started to tongue me harder. I grabbed his head and tried to fuck his brains out. I erupted. Corey kept right on sucking. While my cock is only about six and one half inches it was a little to big for his mouth and he couldn’t stop some of my cum from leaking out. That didn’t stop him from trying. I could feel his throat swallowing. At last it was over and I lay still. I could feel him still sucking as my cock slowly softened in his mouth. When he couldn’t get any more out of my cock he started licking up what had leaked out. If I hadn’t been so sated I would have gotten hard again but I knew it would be a while before I recovered enough for that. Glancing at the movie I realized he had been working on me for well over a half hour. 

When he had finished licking I rolled around and laid him down beside me. Looking into his eyes which looked kind of glassy, I asked him where he had learned to suck cock like that. That shy little smile lit up his face. “Did you like it? “he asked. I reminded him I said I’d never lie to him and told him if the best blow job I’d ever had was a ten then his must be at least a twelve, maybe more. His face got serious again and he said he hadn’t really learned. Just that one guy had told him to do what he would like to have done to him and that he had been dreaming about doing this since he first met me. He went on by saying that he had found a gay porno magazine and liked to read it when he jerked off. 

As I lay there in that euphoria that follows a great round of sex I couldn't begin to figure out what I was going to do next. As I watched, his eyes slowly closed and he dozed off. It must have been quite a traumatic day for him. After a few minutes I slipped my arm out from under his head and went upstairs to take a leak and get on with the job of living. I threw the dishes in the dishwasher and dug out the papers that needed grading. Glancing at them I figured it would take about twenty minutes. I was just finishing when I heard him pad up the stairs and head for the bathroom. When he came out he sat down across the table from me never saying a word. I gestured to the wine bottle setting on the table and asked if he would like another glass. He’d had a glass with dinner but hadn’t commented then. That shy smile come back and he asked me if I wasn’t worried about getting into trouble by giving him wine. That really cracked me up and when I stopped laughing I told him I was already in so much trouble now that I doubted that a little wine would make it worse. As he sipped it he commented that he liked it and said it had been great with the dinner. “Coach,” he said “I don’t think I ever had a better dinner. I’m sorry I ate so much but I was so hungry and it tasted so good.” I shot back “Better then desert?” He looked blank for a few seconds and then he started to grin and chuckle. “You mean downstairs” he said. I realized that I had never heard him laugh before. He went on “Well, dinner was a lot more filling.” My turn to laugh. “I think you might have to eat here more often” was my reply. “We might even have more desert.” He just grinned at me. 

I glanced at my watch and it said 8:40. “Corey” I said, “About time to get you home for the night.” His face got real solemn and he asked if he could ask a favor. “You can always ask, I might not grant it but nothing ventured, nothing gained” was my reply. “Could I use your shower? Ours isn’t very nice and the water is mostly cold by now” Those low income apartments aren’t all that great so I answered. “Sure, I might even wash your back for you.” He grinned so we headed for the shower. We were both so sexually sated that if anyone had looked in all they would have seen was two limp dicks hanging down and two people that washed each others back. I don’t know how he did it. He washed in just the right places, those ones that feel so good when some one scratches them for you. After we dried off, I walked him home. It was one of those beautiful California evenings that make you glad to be alive and live in such a fabulous state. After saying goodnight I started home. I should have been sick with fear but I felt strangely lighthearted. I was sure there would be problems ahead but the little bit I had gotten to know him made me think we could conquer them.

End of part one. (The meeting)

Postscript

As I said at the beginning of chapter 1 this is my first effort at an erotic story. Maybe I should be more specific and say this is the first time I have ever tried to write anything.

I realize that normally in dialog each change of speakers is the start of a new paragraph. I elected to ignore that as someone may wish to print a hard copy and by doing it this way it should require fewer pages. As for the rest of the grammar errors, it has been quite a few years since I was in high school and I regret that I have forgotten a lot of the rules. The rest of the mistakes are the result of poor proofreading and being a very poor speller. Even a good word processing program can only fix most errors.

I would greatly appreciate comments and criticism. Let me know what you liked or disliked. You can have a lot of influence on the future chapters. I will say that in the outline there are quite a few more chapters of Corey and Sam and that with only a little encouragement I would be happy to write them.
For those of you who made it this far I thank you. I hope you enjoyed it.

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