Coming of Age with Fred: A Teenage Romance Revisited This is the third and final part of my story with Fred at public school. After the wild night I experienced (part 2), things quietened down for a while. Fred had seen me come and I got the impression that he saw what he wanted to see, albeit with a bit of fun at the same time. I'm going to fast forward a year, as unfortunately not much else happened in the meantime. We had just got back from our holidays and Fred was on a friend's bed dancing around to a song that was being played in the room. Now 15 years old, it was easily visible that he had matured over the Summer, he was taller and was more defined, looking older and more mature. He started joking around by saying how horny he had been over the Summer, telling everyone about various girls. I was lying on the bed casually while he stood above me looking out of the window. I don't know why, maybe out of instinct, but I ran my hand quickly (so no one else could see) up his leg to his crotch. He jumped back, but not quickly enough for me to feel a massive difference from that night that he came to my room and he watched me come after fucking him. His dick had grown, a lot. It was soft when I felt him but I was shocked because it was now quite large indeed, and I was able to even grab it with a full fist through his trousers. Freddie jumped off the bed and looked awkwardly around. …and then things took a turn
