When Caitlin had showed Barry what Ronnie looked like, he thought he looked familiar. He had nagging feeling that he had met the guy before. Not for certain but he looked kind of like a boy he had…well done stuff with who lived across the street from him. Of course, that was years ago, right after he had moved in with Joe and Iris. The boy and his family had moved not long after he had arrived. Being twelve, he wasn't exactly sure of anything. But the boy was a couple of years older than him. Only just starting to go through puberty, he hadn't realized what was going on down there. So when the boy went down on him, he had his first orgasm ever, though it was a dry one. They had continued a little more every day, until…
Now, as he looked at the man standing in front of him, he was sure it was the same person. When the doctor looked at him through Ronnie's body, he knew he could expect recognition. Ronnie's consciousness was hidden underneath the doctor's. Maybe that was why he didn't understand the look of shock he gave him.
"I don't suppose it's necessary to point out that you're all staring." Said the man to the room.
"Our apologies." Said Wells.
All three were staring for different reasons. Barry knew why Caitlin and Well's was, and he was because images from the past rushed into his brain from the time their contact had ended.
"You sure it won't hurt?" young Barry asked the fourteen year old boy behind him.
"Maybe a bit, but you'll like it after a while." He breathed, voice shaky from what Barry thought was excitement.
"And I can do you after?" asked the twelve year old.
"Sure." Came the reply carelessly.
Suddenly, he had second thoughts and had turned to tell him to wait when he felt it go all the way in. he gave muffled yell as a pillow pressed over him. Crying, he urged the boy to stop.
"I'm almost done." Said the boy, thrusting.
Tears ran down his cheek, but after a couple of minutes, the pain disappeared and a warmth spread down to his stiff little dick poking into the bedding. Shifting, he pushed his ass higher into the air. He finally was able to push the boy back. Looking furious, he looked as if he was going to hurt him. But when Barry turned over on his back and spread his legs, his face softened instantly. The boy smiled at him and scooted forward. Pointing his somewhat furry uncut cock at the hole, he pressed in again. As the boy thrust inside faster, he wrapped his hand around his smaller cut penis and pumped. Less than a minute later, Barry watched as he shot his first wet load as the boy continued his actions. His eyes widened as he felt something hot and wet filling his butt. Panting, the boy pulled back.
With a pop, the still stiff member exited him. They stared at each other, not really understanding what they had done. Though he offered to let Barry do him to, he couldn't get his penis hard again that soon. When it became apparent it wasn't going to happen he sighed and looked at the other. Finally, he asked if he could try it again tomorrow. Nodding, the boy smiled. Letting out a breath of relief, he dressed quickly and they rushed downstairs to play a video game. When dinner was ready he left and said bye. Sadly, the next day Joe had plans and he had to go with him to some sort of party for the friends and family of the current police officers. By the time they returned, the lights in the house next door were off. Sunday, he had crossed the street and knocked on the door. His father had answered the door telling him he had to move on with his mother. Later, he found out they had gotten a divorce. He had never forgotten the boy, and had secretly wished to meet him again sometime in the future. It seemed his wish had come true as he looked at the striking man across from him.