Teresa and I met at the monthly CYO meeting. For those who aren’t familiar, CYO stands for Catholic Youth Organization. Yes, we were both Catholic. Teresa went to a public high school; I went to an all-boys Catholic school. Those single-sex Catholic schools were popular back then.

I was a somewhat shy, soft-spoken boy. Teresa wasn’t loud, but she seemed to know what she wanted. We talked during the first few meetings. I liked her. She was cute, about my height, nicely built with nice-sized breasts and a cute bottom, well-proportioned overall. I was five and a half feet tall, around 125 lbs, with a wrestler’s body. Yes, I wrestled in high school and was actually really good.

Teresa introduced me to her mom, a nice lady who was kind of ditzy. She offered to share rides with my mom for CYO meetings. Teresa’s dad was very strict and basically a jerk. Most of my girlfriend’s dads were cautious of me. I was handsome, my mom said!

Anyway, Teresa and I hit it off. We started hanging out together on weekends, and then summer came, and we were inseparable. I was a swimming instructor for a program called “Backyard Swimming Instructors.” We taught mostly young kids swimming and water safety.

Teresa would come over every day. She lived about three miles away, so she’d walk over. She would watch the class I taught, flashing me little glimpses of flesh, some down-blouse views of her breasts or a peek of pussy from inside her very short shorts. It always gave me an erection, which I had to hide. It was difficult because I was quite well-endowed. I had a solid 7 inches, and it was thick; at least that’s what girls told me.

We hadn’t had sex yet. Of course, we’d been making out and feeling each other up, both outside and inside our clothes, for a couple of months. Having sex was difficult with both our moms being stay-at-home moms, and her dad always suspicious.

One day after class, my mom was taking my younger brother and sister to the beach. After my mom left, Teri and I were hanging out in my bedroom. She asked me about oral sex, if I had done that or had it done to me. She had been talking to a girlfriend who said it was wonderful. Teri wanted to try it since it was safe.

Not really knowing what to do, we started kissing and touching. I got her shorts off and was rubbing her, then came the panties. I kissed down her chest, licked and sucked her nipples, they were really hard, then ran my tongue down her tummy to her pussy. Not knowing exactly what to do, I just licked around her opening.

Teri started to grasp my hair and move my head and tongue where she wanted them. I discovered she liked my tongue inside her, and I found this hard little nub at the top of her opening. She asked me to lick that. As I was licking away, I started to push a finger into her. She was making all kinds of noises and moving around. Then, with two fingers inside her, pumping in and out while licking her nub, she moaned really loud, jerked around, got kind of stiff, and then this liquid came out. It got all over my face.

I didn’t know what to do, so I just kept licking up the liquid. Some had run down toward her bottom, so I licked that too.

I was really hoping it was my turn now when I heard my mom’s car pull into the driveway. Shit! We scrambled for Teri’s clothes and to get out of my bedroom before Mom came in. I was still stiff and had that liquid all over my face. Teri ran to the living room, and I ran to the bathroom. I washed my face, then sat down and jacked off.

I knew we were going to be doing that again!

That summer, I was determined to have my own wheels. I picked up extra shifts with the backyard swimming program and did odd jobs, mowing lawns, painting fences, whatever paid cash. By late July, I’d saved enough to buy a used car from a guy in the neighborhood, a big, boat-like 1953 Chevrolet, powder blue with a bench seat that felt like a couch. It wasn’t fancy, but it ran strong, had a huge back seat, and most importantly, it was mine. No more begging for rides or sneaking around the house.

Having the car changed everything. We finally had real privacy. We’d drive out to secluded spots, a quiet pull-off in the canyon, an empty parking lot behind the closed drive-in theater, or just a dark side street on the edge of town. Windows fogged up quickly.

We kept exploring oral sex like it was our new favorite subject. After that first rushed time in my bedroom, Teri was eager for more. She’d guide me again at first, showing me exactly how she liked her clit circled slowly, then faster, while I slid fingers inside her. She showed me that G-spot and how she liked it rubbed. She got better at relaxing into it, and the squirting happened more often, warm, sudden rushes that soaked whatever blanket we’d thrown down in the back seat. I loved the taste of her, the way she’d tremble, moan, and pull my hair when she came.

Then it was her turn to lean on me. The first time she took me in her mouth, we were parked under some trees at dusk. She was nervous, licking tentatively at first, then bolder, swirling her tongue around the head, taking as much as she could (which wasn’t all of it, but God it felt incredible). I warned her when I was close, but she kept going, swallowing most and giggling at the mess. After that, we traded turns almost every time we were together. 69 became our go-to in that big back seat, her on top so she could grind against my mouth while she sucked me slow and deep.

We were careful, always “safe.” Hands, mouths, grinding through clothes until we were both shaking. The car smelled like pussy, cum, and sex.

Those nights driving home afterward, windows down, radio low, I’d feel completely alive. Teri would rest her head on my shoulder, hand on my thigh, and we’d talk about everything and nothing. I knew this was the summer I’d never forget.

The shock came one afternoon. Teri called, saying, “Dick, I really need to see you tonight.” I was worried something bad had happened, someone saw us, me between her legs, or her with my cock in her mouth.

I picked her up at 7. We drove to the beach and parked near the amusement park. She broke the bad news to me. Her family was moving to New York State. Her dad had a new job. They wouldn’t let her stay and live with her older sister. Teri was 19, but still they forced her to go.

We only had a month before their planned departure date. She wanted us to fuck before she left, take her virginity.

I knew this older man; his name was Fred. I asked him if he could get me some condoms. Of course, that came with a “quid pro quo.” He wanted to suck my cock in exchange for the condoms. I knew he was different because he used to give me rides when I was still in school. During those rides, he always talked about sex and would rub my legs, getting really close to my crotch.

Being desperate, I agreed, but I said he had to wait until she was gone. I tried to give him the money, but he wouldn’t take it, saying him paying was part of the deal. The next day, he gave me 3 packages with 12 in each one. Enough to fuck every day.

We planned our first time for Friday night. My parents always bowled on Fridays. I usually watched my little brother and sister, although this Friday my brother was having a sleepover with our cousin, so only my little sister would be home. She was 3 years old.

After putting her to bed, Teri and I went to my bedroom and closed the door. I had gotten a bunch of old tee-shirts from Mom’s rag box. We knew there might be some spots of blood. We both undressed. Teri was on her back, so I went down on her, licking the way she liked. She wanted to suck me, but I said no. I was afraid I’d cum and not be able to fuck her.

Teri helped me put the condom on. She held my cock at her opening, told me to push. As I pushed in, I felt some resistance. I pushed a little harder. She gasped. I stopped, afraid I’d hurt her. After pausing for a moment, she grabbed my ass and pulled me in.

It was so warm and tight inside her. As I was pumping in and out, my whole cock was in her. The feeling was awesome. I didn’t know if she orgasmed, but I did. My orgasm was like nothing I had ever felt. It was at least 8-9 squirts. I literally filled the condom up.

When I pulled out, there was only one spot of blood, but the end of the condom was full. Teri wanted to see it. She smelled it, saying it smelled like bleach. She wanted to taste it, so she pushed it all into her mouth, then kissed me with her mouth full, pushing some into my mouth. A first for me, tasting my own cum, certainly not the last time.

We fucked almost every day, in the car, in the canyon, one night on the beach. She wanted to give me all her virgin holes, so we even did anal twice. Wishing we had tried that before, Teri really liked the anal sex.

Finally, the last night came. We were in the car, parked in a secluded spot. She begged me to fuck her bare. I was afraid of pregnancy. Teri won. She took my cock bare in her pussy. It was so much better than with a condom. We both orgasmed at the same time. I gave her a pussy full of cum. She soaked my groin. Thank god, she didn’t get pregnant.

That was our goodbye. We wrote letters for months, then they just stopped. We both moved on. Until 50 years later, I will write about that, later.

I still owed for the condoms. Fred called me two days later. He wanted to collect payment, my cock in his mouth. I met with Fred on Friday at his work location. I arrived during lunch break, around 11:30 a.m. His workmates were off somewhere.

Fred took me into his office and had me sit in a chair. He got on his knees, unbuckled my pants, opened them up, pulled my soft cock out of the leg of my boxers. When he took me into his mouth, I didn’t watch. I didn’t want to watch a man do this.

His mouth was warm and slippery. His tongue was whipping around the head of my cock. It honestly felt great. Not looking, I couldn’t tell the difference, other than he was a little rougher.

I responded to his sucking. My cock got real hard as I flexed it. His sucking took me to the edge quickly. I said, “I’m going to cum.” He backed off and started to lick my balls and rub that spot just below them. When I cooled off some, he went back to sucking. Fred did this multiple times until I begged him to let me cum.

That’s when he went full on, sucking, holding my balls, and rubbing that spot. I loudly said, “I’m cumming.” He didn’t stop this time. In fact, he went into overdrive. He literally sucked the cum out of my balls. I became so sensitive, I literally had to push his head away to stop him.

I had never had my cock sucked like that before. Girls have a lot to learn from Fred. Needless to say, that wasn’t the only time Fred sucked me off.