The School Reunion - Part 1

It has been more than 30 years since I graduated from high school. All the friends that I had went to the college of their choice. I had decided to stay close to home so I chose UCLA. My best friend from high school, Ben, decided to follow his father's footsteps and went to Harvard. With the tyranny of distance between us, we eventually forgot each other after keeping in regular contact by email during the first couple of years.

My name is Frank. I am 5'7" tall, 198lbs, a bit on the chubby side, black hair and brown eyes and studied accounting at UCLA. Whilst at UCLA, I met Trish, an Arts major. We were both first year students and hung out together. After being friends for the first semester, I decided to take the relationship further. I asked her out and we became inseparable for the rest of our student days. After graduating, I started working as an intern at Ernest & Young whilst Trish found work as a news researcher for KABC television. Two years after graduating, we got married and had 2 c***dren, a boy and a girl. In my opinion, we are the perfect family and we do a lot of things together which is why our c***dren are very attached to us.

Then one day, I received an invitation in the mail. It was for a reunion of our high school. In a strange way, the invitation excited me. I hadn't heard about all my friends from the good old days. Truth be told, I had been too busy to even think about them. My meandering thoughts went to Ben. I was wondering where he was, what he was doing, was he married and so forth. A million questions went through my mind. And memories of our days together came flooding back as if they had happened yesterday. I asked Trish if she would be upset if I accepted the invitation. She told me that she would be upset if I didn't accept but she had some very important work commitments on that day so I would have to go alone. Now that suited me just fine, especially if Ben turned up.

One of the memories that I had of Ben was when we were ************. We were both in the same tennis team. One very hot and humid Saturday afternoon, after we had finished our competition game, we decided to go to the beach. Ben and I had this very special place where because of the rocky nature, not a lot of people went there. But for us, the area was perfect. It was secluded, virtually deserted and there was enough sand to just lay around and do nothing. The rocks also provided a great spot for us to fish every now and again. This Saturday was no different. There was no-one around but we did have a problem. Since we had come straight from tennis, we didn't have our bathers with us. But the day was very hot and we were determined to have a swim. So I stripped down to my birthday suit and waited for Ben to follow suit. All I could see was Ben's eyes on my cock. Now I am not well endowed but I can hold my own. Flaccid, I am approx. 4" but erect I am about 5.5". And as I felt Ben's eyes on my cock, it started to react and became erect. Ben eventually snapped out of his trance, stripped down and we went for a swim. The cold water was just what the doctor ordered.

But I couldn't take my mind off Ben staring my cock. And whilst in the water, my cock stirred again. I swam over to where Ben was and grabbed him from the back. I pulled him close and dared him to break free. He struggled to break free but the squirming was making my cock even harder. And it wasn't long before my cock was at its full erection and was gently poking Ben in the bum. I felt him stop squirming.

"Let me turn around, Frank", he said. So I loosened my grip and allowed him to turn around.

"I have a confession to make", he said. "I have always wanted to see you naked. I am not gay or at least I don't think I am. But for some reason I just want to see you naked".

"Well. You have now seen me naked. Are you disappointed"? I asked.

"Hell no. You are everything I thought you would be".

Since there was no-one else around, I grabbed his hand and walked out of the water. I noticed that he was at full mast as well. Ben was at least 7" erect and as thick as me. But he had the most gorgeous balls hanging quite low. I know I am not gay but low hanging balls always excite me. I notice my fellow gym goers in the change room and always wondered why they had low hanging balls and I didn't. But that is another story. I stood back a little bit and gazed upon Ben's body. It was perfect. He was of a similar height, no chubbiness so was probable around 150lbs.

"Low hanging balls excite me", I said. "Would you feel grossed out if I touched them?"

"No. Help yourself but only if you allow me to feel your cock afterwards".

I agreed and reached out for Ben's cock and ball. I had masturbated in the shower many times but had never held another boys cock and balls in my hands. It felt strange but it also felt good. I don't know what came over me at that point but I gently swirled his balls in my hands, similar to how I swirl the tennis balls before serving. Whilst playing with his balls with my left hand, I grabbed his cock with my right hand. Slowly, I started to stroke his 7" monster. I smiled to myself as a quite moan escaped from Ben's throat.

"Fuck! That feels good," he said.

"Wait till I get really going."

With that, I cupped my hands around his bum and pulled him closer. I think he knew what I wanted to do. So he allowed himself to be pulled closer. I dropped to my knees on the sand and licked the under side of his cock. I felt it move involuntarily as pure pleasure ripped through Ben's body. I then placed my lips on his cock head and lowered my head until the tip of my nose touched the base of his cock. I then pulled back to the top. As I went back to the top, I created a vacuum with my lips and sucked his cock whilst I went back to the top. Once I reached to top, I pulled out and licked the tip of his cock. I was surprised to taste pre-cum leaking and it tasted salty but good. That was my cock-sucking set. So I went down, created the vacuum and went back to the top before pulling out and licking his pre-cum.

"Don't stop, Frank," Ben said. Meh! As if I was going to stop. I was enjoying giving my first blowjob. And I wanted to taste his cum.

It wasn't long before Ben said he was very close.

"Frank, I am about to cum".

I pulled out briefly and said, "Go for it. I want to taste cum and my first taste of cum might as well be from my best friend".

After a few more sucks, I felt Ben's body stiffen. Here we go, I thought. Ben is about to cum. And with that thought still in my mind, Ben's cock erupted. String after string of hot cum hit the back of my throat. My first reaction was to gag but I held firm. Eventually, I got the taste of it and relaxed so that Ben's cum went straight down my throat. As he was erupting, I also kept up the sucking making him cum even harder. Eventually, the eruptions subsided. I continued to suck his cock and took as much of his cum out as I could.

"That was unbelievable," he said. "How does cum taste?"

"It was unreal and your cum is rather tasty. I honestly thought I would gag and throw up but it wasn't too bad. Once you get over the first shot, the rest is rather tasty."

"My turn now."

With that, he put my cock in his mouth. I was already leaking pre-cum and he got his taste of the salty fluid straight away. To my surprise, his blowjob technique was exactly what I had done to him.

"Hey! You are ripping off my technique," I said. He pulled out and said, "I enjoyed what you did so much that I thought I would return the favor."

And with that, he went back to giving me a blowjob. Like I mentioned earlier, I have played with myself in the shower many a times but this was off another planet. I could feel the warmth of his mouth going up and down my shaft. I could feel the vacuum as he sucked whilst pulling back. I could feel his tongue flick the tip of my cock and wipe my pre-cum. It wasn't long before I was ready to blow my load.

"Ben, I am going to cum in a few seconds. You have to decide whether to keep sucking or pull out. Your choice, man and I will respect whatever you decide to do."

"I want to know what it tastes like so I'll keep going."

And with that I blew my load into Ben's mouth. I could feel string after string of cum going into Ben's mouth. I was shocked at the amount of cum I was spurting as I had never had that much whenever I wanked in the shower. But it wasn't long before I stopped cumming. He sucked every last drop out of my cock and then stood up. He looked me in the eye and gave me a little kiss on my lips.

"Let's swim," he said before sprinting to the water. I caught up with him and we dove into the water together. When we finished swimming, we talked about what we had just done and agreed that so long as we don't decide to have anal sex, we could continue this activity. We sat down on the rocks, masturbated each other, got the other person to cum into our respective mouths again, got dressed and went home.

Now that was 30 years ago. The memory gave me a hard-on just thinking about it as I sent my RSVP.

I cannot wait to see Ben again after all these years.