The Boy Around the Block

When I was fifteen, I became friends with a twelve year old boy named “Rudy”, who had already been friends with another boy from school, which was how I was introduced to Rudy.  Rudy was of Italian descent with a somewhat olive complexion, buzzed jet black hair, blue/green eyes, slender and much to my surprise, a humongous cock for someone his age…seriously, it was almost 9″ long and pretty damn wide.

How I came to find this out about him, I first must tell you about what got us to that point.  I met our mutual friend who I grew up with and went to school with named Jay.

Jay was not one of my favorite peers as he tended to copy things I did and at that age, something like that was totally offensive (today I could give a shit).  Still, on the day I was introduced to Rudy, I had been terribly bored, so I joined Jay in going to the house where he lived, which was just around on the next corner up from where my parents’ house is.  He lived with his grandmother.  I kinda sat there and watched them both goof off, but I just wanted to chill and not really get too involved.   That is, until one of them started a food fight in Rudy’s bedroom and the three of us grabbed things from the fridge, took them back to Rudy’s bedroom and hand quite a food fight, with things smeared all over the walls and ground into the carpet.  Boy, was Rudy’s grandmother pissed the next morning!  Yeah, Jay and I ended up spending the night.  So that next morning, I offered to stay and help Rudy clean up while Jay went home.  Rudy’s grandma went back to bed after she yelled at us for what seemed like hours.

Rud1As we were cleaning Rudy’s bedroom, Rudy said “Hey Mitch”.  I looked up from what I was cleaning and Rudy had his dick out and was waving it back and forth and giggling.  Despite his adolescent display of his cock, I wanted to suck it.  It was funny, because Rudy asked, “Do you wanna suck it?”

I nodded and Rudy paused a moment, not expecting that answer. Still, he walked over to where I was kneeling on the floor and pointed his hardening cock right in my face.  It wasn’t fully hard yet and it was already so big!  Still, I did my best to get as much of that cock into my mouth as possible.  Rudy was quiet the entire time and I sucked and sucked.  He whacked me on the back of the head a couple of times with his hand and said…”Teeth”…like I said, he had a fat cock so it wasn’t easy sucking him and not having my teeth be in the way.  So, I widened my mouth more to the point where my jaw ached, but that wasn’t going to stop me.  After a long time of sucking his cock, he wasn’t able to cum, so he had me stop.

Rud2I started visiting him frequently and we’d hang out for a bit.  Then, when he knew his grandmother was napping, or if she went to the grocery store or elsewhere, he’d unzip his baggy jeans, pull his cock out from the hole in his boxer shorts and he’d sit back and let me work his cock with my mouth.  This happened quite a lot for a period of time.  He only actually came one of those times, which was a feat to me and I swallowed every drop.  He tried to cum quietly, but the look on his face as he came was what made me happy.


He did try once to fuck me in the ass, but after pushing about half of it into my ass, my asshole started bleeding and it hurt like a son of a bitch.  So, he pulled out and stopped.  He then stuck his cock in my mouth and had me suck him a while.

After a time, we’d both agreed that we had our fill of fun together, but it was time to move on.  He ended up dating a good friend of mine, “Sandy” who I’d known since kindergarten.  I used to want to laugh because I had done more with Rudy than she had.  But I never have been about exposing guys by any means.

I still think about him from time-to-time and wonder how he’s doing.  Good times, good times.



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