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Tommy Returns - 1
by Drewski (drewskimeski008@gmail.com)

***

My friend from my early childhood comes to visit 
during the holidays, stirring up old memories and new 
sensations that lead to a first for both of us and a 
lifelong love. (mm-teens, youths, 1st, mast, oral, 
rom)

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PART ONE: An Unexpected Gift 

It had been a lonely autumn, following a very eventful 
summer. I was 16 that year and my girlfriend, Karen, 
had spent the summer with her grandmother, who lived 
across the alley from me. Karen was my first love and 
we had sex nearly every day that summer. I was also 
fucking her little step-sister, Debbie, as well. There 
were times that Debbie and I had more sex than I did 
with Karen.

There were a couple of other girls as well. Then there 
was Nancy, a gorgeous red headed older woman. Nancy 
was 20 and married to a soldier that was overseas that 
summer. I learned a lot from her. But those are 
stories for another time. And there was Cindy the 
lifeguard as well as Sue. 

Karen and Debbie had gone back home once school 
started and Nancy took on an older lover. I did sleep 
with Nancy from time to time. And there was always 
"Slutty Sue" or "Sloppy Sue" as a few of the guys 
called her. That was an inside joke between a few guys 
that ran a train on her one night. Sue was easy, hence 
the nick name, and she had a huge crush on me. She 
would give it up any time I wanted her to. I had to be 
careful though. I didn't want her to get the wrong 
idea. She did give me a few very good blow jobs and 
she always swallowed. We slipped off for a couple of 
quickies too. I took her home after the party when the 
guys ran the train on her. She took me into her bed 
and I had sloppy fourths, as it were. Her little 
sister even sucked my cock that night. 

Other than that there had been very little sex in my 
life. It was typical of most seventeen year old boys. 
But after the summer I'd had I felt awfully lonely. I 
masturbated a lot and had some exciting wet dreams. I 
had a very vivid imagination so my sexual fantasies 
could get pretty intense. It was a wild time during 
the sexual revolution and I was sure I would try 
anything once.

I got to see Karen and Debbie at Thanksgiving and we 
had a three-some. We had done that several times 
before but Karen was starting to get jealous of her 
little sister and we hadn't done it for a long time. I 
had to make sure that Karen got most of the attention 
and all of my cum. Debbie was so cool. She knew that 
it was her that I really loved but we hadn't worked it 
out with Karen yet. I couldn't just break up with 
Karen and make Debbie my girlfriend. I did get to 
sneak off with each of the sisters for a quickie 
before they left.

After Thanksgiving I hit a real dry spell. Even Sue 
wouldn't give it up. I masturbated a lot and my 
fantasies were getting wilder and wilder. I loved the 
thought of group sex. I dreamed of just about every 
combination of girls and boys I could think of.

I was awakened by a knock on the door the first 
morning of Christmas vacation. I was surprised to see 
Tommy at the back door. Tommy was Karen's cousin, who 
had spent time at their grandmother's house during the 
summers, but I hadn't seen or thought of him for 
years.

Tommy was a couple years younger than I was. He and 
his older brother, Gordon, would stay with their 
grandmother for a week or two and we would all hang 
out and play. Since Gordon was older, he would get 
bored with us little guys and go off to find better 
things to do. They had a little sister, Melissa, too 
but she was just a baby and I didn't see much of her.

I let Tommy in and he hugged me. It was a little 
strange but Tommy always had been a bit odd. I liked 
Tommy though. He was bright and funny and just a 
little effeminate. I never thought anything of that 
though. I recognized Tommy right away although he had 
grown a lot. His hair was long, as was mine in those 
days.

What surprised me was how much he resembled his cousin 
Karen. I had always thought Karen was the most 
beautiful girl in the world. She had long, straight 
blonde hair and big blue eyes. Tommy had the same 
blonde hair and big blue eyes. I invited Tommy in and 
got him a glass of juice.

After I had washed my face, brushed my teeth and 
combed my hair, Tommy and I sat and talked. "You look 
really good," he said.

"You too," I told him, and he did. I had never thought 
of a boy as cute before, but I had never seen a boy 
that looked so much like my girlfriend, "the most 
beautiful girl in the world." I didn't tell him I 
thought he was cute, but I did think it.

Tommy had a very soft face; with big blue eyes and 
smooth creamy skin. If ever there was a cute boy it 
was Tommy. There were moments that he would look at me 
the same way Karen did. It was a little strange, but 
it was exciting. I was so happy to see Tommy. We had 
so much fun when we were little.

We went down to my basement where I usually hung out. 
We had a low rent rec-room, with a cheap pool table, a 
dart board, a small TV, a record player, an old couch 
and a couple of chairs. I put on some records and 
Tommy and I sat on the couch and talked some more. I 
lit a joint and took a toke. I offered it to Tommy, 
but he declined. I was amazed at all the things that 
Tommy remembered and all the details.

"Oh, Andy," Tommy said, "Do you remember how we used 
to play doctor?"

"It's Drew," I said. "People call me Drew now. And I 
do remember."

"Drew?" he said. "That's cute. And I'm Tommi, by the 
way. With an "I" that's T-o-m-m-I."

"Ok Tommi with an eye," I said. "I hadn't thought 
about that in years."

"Remember how we used to get nekkid and examine each 
other?"

"Yeah," I said. I had totally forgotten all that. It 
was the same game I had played with Karen when we were 
little. 

"I think you were the best doctor," Tommi said. "I 
remember one time, I was all nekkid on the table, 
laying on my back. You had given me a very thorough 
exam and you laid your ear on my chest to listen to my 
heart. Remember?"

"Yeah," I said and suddenly I pictured it all so 
clearly.

"I had such a boner!" he chuckled a little and 
blushed. He looked down and then he looked up at me. 
There was that flash of Karen in his eyes. I just 
smiled at him. I remember thinking again that he was 
cute. I knew I should have felt strange or 
uncomfortable about him bringing up his boner but I 
didn't feel strange at all. It was cute and funny.

"Yeah," I said, "Your pecker was staring straight at 
me as I listened to your heart. Every time your heart 
beat, your pecker twitched." I laughed and Tommi 
giggled. It was a sweet little girly giggle. "We had a 
lot of little boners in those days." 

"Your boners weren't so little as I recall," Tommi 
said and glanced at my crotch. I realized that I was 
getting a hard-on and I didn't know why. I looked down 
at Tommi's crotch and he had a bulge too. We looked at 
each other and Tommi blushed again. He looked even 
cuter when his cheeks were all pink. 

I took another hit off my joint and asked, "Are you 
sure you don't want some?" Tommi just shook his head. 

"I remember thinking your dick was so big."

"Really?" I asked. "It was bigger than yours I guess."

"A lot bigger!"

"I never noticed," I said. I had noticed. Tommi's dick 
was smaller than mine, but he was a smaller kid. Not 
only was his dick small, but it wasn't circumcised. 
That fascinated me. His little pecker looked so much 
different from mine. 

 I just didn't say anything. I would never hurt 
Tommi's feelings. He was a sweet, sensitive kid and I 
liked him a lot. His brother Gordon picked on him, 
called him names and beat him up. I took up for Tommi 
once and Gordon beat us both up.

"Remember jacking off in grandma's garage?" Tommi 
looked down, then glanced up at me with that Karen 
look. 

I laughed out loud. "I haven't thought about that in 
years!" I remembered his little uncut pecker and how 
exciting it had been to play with.

"We both knew what it was," Tommi said, "but we didn't 
know how it worked. Then I saw Gordon jacking off, 
remember?"

"Yeah," I chuckled. It was all coming back to me. "You 
used to spy on him, right?"

"Yeah. I used to watch him jack off at night," Tommi 
said. "I remember the first time I saw him cum. I was 
amazed. It just shot out, again and again. There was 
so much cum."

I laughed again. "I remember you telling me about it. 
We wanted to cum so bad."

"And we tried hard too."

"Did you say hard?" I laughed and glanced at Tommi's 
crotch again. He giggled and blushed as he looked at 
my crotch again. I thought how cute he was with his 
pink cheeks and his shiny blonde hair falling across 
his left eye. I felt my cock throb. It was really hard 
by that time. 

Tommi was getting excited as he talked about that 
stuff and I was getting excited as I listened. He 
looked up at me and tossed his hair back. There was 
that look again. He didn't look exactly like Karen, 
but there was such a resemblance. He didn't really 
look like a girl all the time but there were moments, 
just flashes when he looked girly. I don't know if it 
was the pot or what it was, but I couldn't get over 
how cute he looked to me. 

We kinda stared into each other's eyes for a few 
seconds and he smiled at me. It was a sweet smile and 
it warmed my heart. I had missed that kid. It was good 
to have him around again. Not only did his smile warm 
my heart, it stirred my loins. I felt my cock throb 
again.

"Remember the magazines?" Tommi chirped.

"Oh shit," I said. "The magazines! They were filthy. 
That was nasty stuff"

"Shut up," Tommi said and punched my shoulder. It was 
a wimpy little punch and I remember thinking that it 
was like a girl acting like a boy. "You know you loved 
that shit," he went on, "It always gave you a big ol' 
boner!" he glanced at my crotch and my cock throbbed. 
I looked at his crotch and he was still hard.

As strange as things were getting, they were getting 
fun and exciting too. All these weird old memories 
were stirring up some odd and forgotten recollections. 
Tommi and I had played a lot of the games I'd played 
with Karen. Tommi and I had explored our young bodies 
in ways that I never had with Karen when she and I 
were little. I loved listening to Tommi tell me those 
old stories. I liked the feelings that those memories 
evoked. I even liked the sound of his voice that 
seemed to get more and more feminine sounding.

"I remember you treated it like a race," Tommi said. 
Then he sang, "I'm gonna cum 'fore you do." Then he 
giggled like a little girl. He seemed to be getting 
cuter by the minute. "I knew you would cum a long time 
before me. It just felt good to stroke my li'l dick."

"It did," I said. I remembered how good it had felt to 
stroke my young cock even if I didn't cum. I suddenly 
remembered how good it felt to have Tommi watch me 
jack off. Then I remembered how good it felt when he 
had touched me.

"I wanted to see you cum so bad. I knew it would make 
you feel good. I wanted to help."

"You tried."

"I really did. And you seemed to like it too."

"I did." 

"Really?"

"Yeah," I said, "Really." The more Tommi talked the 
more fun it became. All these feelings seemed to 
surface from nowhere. I'd forgotten how good it felt 
to be with Tommi. I could never have talked about that 
sort of thing with anyone else. He always made me 
laugh. Now he was not only making me laugh but I was 
getting strangely aroused. I was loving it.

"Remember how we used to act out the pictures in the 
magazine?"

"Yeah. And you were always the girl."

"So? I liked being the girl. You seemed to like me 
being the girl."

"I did. I loved it!" I laughed out loud and my face 
got hot. I think I was blushing My cock kept throbbing 
and twitching. 

"Remember how you used to hump me?" Tommi giggled and 
blushed. His face got bright red and he looked down, 
his hair falling across his face. He just kept getting 
cuter and cuter. He had his hands between his legs, 
squeezing them with his thighs.

I laughed again and said, "I used to hump your ass so 
hard!" It wasn't just his ass. He'd spread his legs 
and I'd grind my hard young cock on his pretend pussy. 
I would feel his hard little pecker through his pants. 
Sometimes he'd wrap his legs around me just like the 
girl in the magazine.

 I looked at Tommi and he looked up through his hair. 
He looked so much like a girl it was wild. I had never 
thought of a boy as sexy before but I was suddenly 
turned on by that boy. I had been so horny. "And you 
loved it didn't you?" I asked. He didn't look up. He 
just nodded. 

When he did look up he said, "You did too." And stared 
at me, waiting for a reply. When I didn't speak he 
whispered, "Didn't you?" I nodded and he smiled. It 
was that look that warmed my heart and stirred my 
loins. My cock was as hard as it could get and my 
balls were starting to ache. 

"Remember what else we did?" I asked.

"How we used to jack each other off?"

"How you jacked me off!"

"Hey you jacked me off too!"

"Twice."

"Seven times."

"You counted?"

Tommi blushed, and looked down. He looked up through 
his hair and nodded. I was flattered. I was amazed and 
flattered that he remembered all that. I remembered 
too. I remember how good it felt. That wasn't all I 
remembered.

"I remember something else too," I said. I stared at 
Tommi until he looked me in the eye. His eyes were so 
big and soft, with long eyelashes; pretty eyes. I was 
really getting turned on. 

"You mean when I?" Tommi's voice trailed off and he 
paused. I looked him in his pretty eyes and waited. He 
knew what I was getting at. I had to hear him say it. 
"When I," he paused again. He looked down at my crotch 
and went on, "When I sucked it?" He didn't look up at 
all, just stared at the bulge in my pants. I wondered 
if he could see it throbbing.

My heart was pounding. It was like being on a first 
date with a girl that you really wanted. It seemed 
like it was going well. I was having a blast. I was 
really getting excited. The memories of Tommi sucking 
my young cock so long ago was making me really horny. 
I wanted a head job so bad it didn't matter who sucked 
me. But the thought of Tommi sucking my cock seemed so 
dirty and so hot.

"Yeah, when you sucked it," I said. "How many times 
did you suck it?" I laughed again.

"Five," he answered. I couldn't believe that he 
remembered that, but I was flattered and thrilled.

"How many times did you jack me off?" I asked.

"Nineteen," he said without hesitation. I was amazed 
at him again. There he sat, pink cheeks, long blonde 
hair, big blue eyes, looking so much like a girl; so 
much like Karen; looking all cute and sexy. He was so 
funny and sweet. "Do you every think about all that?"

"Not as much as you do," I said. I laughed and Tommi 
giggled.

"Would you ever?" Tommi's voice trailed again.

"Would I ever what?" I asked. I had a feeling I knew 
what he was going to ask, but I just had to hear him 
say it.

Tommi looked down and said, "Would you ever do 
something like that again?"

I knew what he was getting at but I wanted to him say 
it. "Like what Tommi?" I asked. His cute face turned 
bright red and he looked down. I laughed and suddenly 
he looked up and glared at me, his blue eyes flashing. 
I had seen that look on Karen's face so many times.

"Fuck you!" he blurted in a mean little girl voice. He 
shoved my shoulder and dove on me. We tumbled to the 
floor, wrestling, laughing and giggling. His giggles 
had the same effect on me that Karen's little sister 
Debbie's did. Just hearing her talk or laugh could get 
me hard. Tommi's voice was doing that to me.

Tommi and I landed on the floor with me on top of him, 
between his legs, with my crotch pressed to his. I 
looked him in his pretty eyes and ground my hard young 
cock against his. I kept dry humping him the way we 
did when we were little. His giggles turned to moans 
and he closed his eyes.

I kept humping him and staring at his face. "Who is 
this kid?" I remember thinking. I remembered Tommy and 
all the silly shit we'd done, but this seemed like 
someone else; something else. It seemed like Tommy, 
the boy I remembered, but it looked like a girl, my 
girlfriend, his gorgeous cousin. Either way it felt so 
good, rubbing my cock on his, that if I hadn't stopped 
I would have cum.

I rolled off of Tommi and he whimpered. He was 
disappointed that I had stopped. His voice sounded so 
girly, so sexy. I wanted to go farther but I didn't 
know what to do next. We just lay there, breathing 
hard, our hearts pounding. Then I felt Tommi's hand on 
my leg. I trembled as it slid up to my hard cock. I 
closed my eyes and allowed his hand to glide over my 
cock, again and again. His touch was so gentle.

"I'm sorry," Tommi whispered, "I should stop." 

"No," I answered, "Don't stop." I unfastened my top 
button and Tommi took over. He undid my fly, button by 
button. The anticipation was killing me. It seemed to 
take forever. I wasn't wearing under wear so when the 
last button was open my hard young cock was exposed.

Tommi's fingertip ran along the shaft and he asked, Is 
this ok?"

"Yeah Tommi. It's okay."

He moaned softly; sweet and girly like, and wrapped 
his fingers around my cock. Somehow his little hand 
and gentle touch reminded me of Karen's little sister, 
Debbie. Tommi stroked my cock better than any girl 
ever had. There was something almost magical about it. 
It took me back to when we were young and how much I 
had enjoyed the way he used to touch me, but it was 
all so new and exciting.

After all the stimulation leading up to Tommi's hand 
job I was ready to get off after just a few seconds. I 
grabbed his hand and stopped him from stroking me. 
"I'm sorry," Tommi said. "You want me to stop?"

"No," I said, "Just slow down. I don't want to cum too 
soon."

"You wanna cum?" 

"Hell yeah!" I chuckled and Tommi giggled softly, 
cutely. "Does that make number twenty?" I asked. 

Tommi giggled and said, "Nineteen and a half. You 
didn't get off. I could finish you off with a number 
six." We both knew what he meant. Tommi didn't wait 
for an answer. He just slid down and kissed the tip of 
my dick. I lay my head back and moaned
 
Tommi swirled his tongue around the head of my cock. 
Sucking up the precum that was oozing out. "Oh my 
gawd, Andy! It's bigger than before."

"Yeah, I guess so," I said. "And it's Drew."

"His name is Drew?"

"Shut up and suck it," I said. I tangled my fingers in 
his long blonde hair and pulled his head toward my 
cock. He stuck his tongue out at me and then licked 
his lips in a way that made my cock throb. He seemed 
as sexy as any girl I had ever known and sexier than a 
lot of them.

He took that sexy tongue and swirled it around the 
head of my hard young cock again, and again, before 
gliding it from the tip of my cock to the base. He 
gently kissed my balls and ran his lips up along the 
shaft. He wrapped his lips around the head and took in 
a bit more, until his mouth was full.

Tommi cupped my balls in his hand and started to suck 
my cock with hunger, grunting and slurping. I'd had 
several girls go down on me before that and a grown 
woman as well. But somehow, the way Tommi was blowing 
me seemed better than any of them. Just like his 
touch, it seemed magical. 

I untangled my fingers from his hair and started 
stroking his head gently as he sucked me. He looked up 
at me, as if to gain my approval. I couldn't believe 
how cute and sweet he looked. In not much more than a 
minute I was tangling my fingers in Tommi's hair 
again; about to cum.

"I'm gonna cum Tommi!" I blurted out. "I'm gonna 
cum!" Tommi kept sucking, harder and harder, until the 
last second. He pulled his mouth off my cock and 
watched me erupt. I shot ropes of hot cum on my 
stomach as Tommi stroked my saliva-slicked cock. He 
milked every last drop of cum from me, staring at my 
cock.

Once my cock began to soften. Tommi looked up and me 
and waited for my response. I was speechless. Tommi 
had given me one of the best orgasms I'd ever had. I 
didn't know how to tell him that. Before I could even 
utter, "Wow," I saw a tear in Tommi's eye. He hung his 
head and said, "I should go." He started to get up and 
I grabbed him by the nape of his neck.

"Where you going?" I asked.

"I know you hate me now," he whimpered, "I should go."

"Why would I hate you?'

"Cause I'm queer."

I pulled him down beside me and said, "No you're not."

Tommi moved in really close and whispered, "I just 
sucked your dick. That's pretty queer."

"So what!" I whispered. "I liked it – a lot."

Tommi didn't say anything for a while. He was crying. 
I felt the warm tears on my shoulder and heard his 
little sobs. It was like comforting a little girl, the 
way I had with Debbie. I said, "Don't cry. I was 
really enjoying this."

"Really?"

"Really. It feels good to have you back."

"You mean that? You don't hate me?"

He looked up at me. His hair was stuck to the tears on 
his sweaty face. He looked so sad and pathetic; and 
cute and sexy all at once. I wanted to kiss him but I 
didn't. "Hell no, I don't hate you."

"I have to tell you something," he said. "I never did 
that before. Have you?"

"Not with another guy."

"You sure?" he asked. "I'm sure you have lots of 
girlfriends."

"Just one girlfriend," I assured him.

"No other guys?"

"Just you."

"And you don't hate me?"

"I could never hate you."

Tommi looked at me with that soft, sad sexy face again 
and I felt my heart melt a little and my cock throbbed 
again. I didn't understand my feelings for Tommi at 
all. I just wanted him to feel better and stop crying. 
He had made me feel so good. 

He kissed me on my lips. It was a rather short kiss; 
all salty with sweat and tears. I wasn't sure how to 
react. It caused my heart to pound and I didn't want 
it to end. He looked at me and smiled. I pushed the 
hair away from his face and wiped the tears away. We 
both wanted to kiss again, but Tommi flopped down 
beside me and lay his head on my shoulder. I just held 
him as I would with Karen or more like Debbie; small, 
trembling and terrified. He whispered something so 
softly that I couldn't quite hear it. It kind of 
sounded like, "I love you, Andy," but I couldn't be 
sure.

After a few minutes Tommi's tears had stopped and we 
had both caught our breath. He raised up on his elbow 
and looked at me and whispered, "I'm gonna go. I'll 
see you later, okay?"

His face was so pretty, not like a boy at all. I 
brushed his hair back and he leaned down and kissed me 
softly. His lips were warm and soft. The kiss was 
tender and lasted about five seconds, if that. I 
didn't want it to stop. I was tempted to pull his face 
down to mine and force my tongue into his mouth.

 I let him go. He got up and walked away, in a slinky, 
sexy way. He stopped at the bottom of the stairs and 
looked back at me. My pants were still open and my 
cock was hard again. I almost expected him to blow a 
kiss, but he didn't. He walked up the stairs and was 
gone.

To be continued...

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life in
anyway shape or form. Anyone tempted to act out any of
the scenarios in this story; should seriously consider
seeking professional help.
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