Date: Mon, 8 May 2006 04:37:45 -0400 (EDT)
From: James James <ycweverhard@yahoo.ca>
Subject: Married Men Lust Marathon: Getting Started

The story you're about to read is partially true and partially fiction.
If you're interested in finding out where I took some creative license
e-mail me and I'll be happy to let you in on the details. This details of
this guy in my life made me spill more cum than I care to recall. He
still gets to me after all this time. It all started with him that's why
he's in my series. Obviously there's alot in between too


Married Men Lust Marathon: Getting Started

Have you ever walked into a room with a group of people and really only
noticed one person in that room? Yes, sure that happens to everyone now
and again when you come across someone that you know that you're bound to
meet and something memorable is going to happen.

This yet unnamed guy must have been about 15 years old, kind of short,
cocky, brown hair, huge brown eyes, thick pouty lips and tight pants with
a cock and balls that seemed to spread across his lap. And why was I
paying attention anyway? Why wasn't I checking out the girls? His eyes
caught mine and I looked away because I didn't him to see the desire in
my eyes. What was going on with me anyway? He just looked and a wicked
grinned.

Believe it or not this was a church youth group get togother. Kids were
hanging out all over this huge room. I was new to me and I didn't know
anyone. I hung out with my cousins and a girl I really liked alot named
Carla. My name was Jack. I was 17 years old and wanted to make some new
friends that night. For some reason I was destined to make at least one
more before the night was through.

For a group of church kids they were cool. There were alot of laughs and
fun times. It was 9:00pm and time to go on. The dude who caught my
attention when I arrived was going around the room asking everyone if he
and his brother could get a ride home. Most kids were taking the bus
or walking. Then he came to me. By this time I knew his name was Harold.
Before he even asked I said sure so off we went to parking lot. I had
alot of junk piled in my back seat so he and his bro had to sit with me
on the front bench seat. There was alot of room but someone had
other plans. Harold sat right next to me so that our legs were rubbing up
against one another for the entire trip to his house. Did Harold catch me
looking at him throughout the evening as he moved throughout the room? It
was true my eyes seldom left him. I thought I was careful to move away
whenever he would look in my direction. There was something about him
that made me want more of him the moment I first saw him. Just before
leaving the car Harold wanted to know I wanted "hang out" after school
tomorrow. I wanted to play it cool. There really wasn't anything more I'd
rather do but I was confused. I was non committal.

It wasn't long and I was in bed and my cock wanted immediate attention. I
slipped the lube from between the mattress and box spring. The burst of
lube was so cold on my palm but my cock needed it right away, and the
pounding began. Immediately the image of Harold's cock and balls divided
by the seam at his crotch was fixed in my brain. Fuck he looked so hot in
those tight pants. Then I imagined what that cute little ass would be
like naked and that was it. The first shot flew over my shoulder and hit
the headboard with a "splat." I swear it flew about four feet in the
air. Then a another shorter series of less powerful bursts of cum flew
that landed on my face, neck and upper chest. My left nut hurt I shot so
hard and wth such force. I knew I was in trouble. What was I going to do?

As much as i wanted to hang out with Harold the next day I didn't but
that night we were all getting together again to decide who was going on
the trip to Windsor. There was a retreat planned. I was the only driver
and it soon appeared that Carla and Harold were the only two other than
me who were interested in going. The trip was the following weekend.
Because it was an early start both Carla and Harold would spend the night
before at my place and we'd head out early for Windsor.

In the couple of days in between Harold and I hung out after school a few
times. One time I brought him home to meet my aunt and uncle with whom I
lived. My aunt had a way of being rather pointed with her words. Harold
was into fashion. Remember it was the 1970's. Harold was no sooner in the
door and introduced to my aunt and she gave him a quick scan up and down
to see what he was wearing. Though not typical for teenagers back
then Harold was wearing platform shoes with at least a 3" sole and heal
to them. Immediately and without reservation my aunt zereoed in on the
shoes and pointedly told him, "That only fairies wear shoes likes that
you know. Did you know that Harold? Both of us laugh to break the
akwardness.

Then Saturday night rolled around. Carla got settled in on the sofa.
Harold and I had to share my three quarter sized bed. When I informed him
that I prefer to sleep in the buff he made no comment but the sly grin
spoke volumes.  We got in bed and the old spring coils were even noisier
than usual with two people in the bed. I wasn't sure about how he took
care of business before falling asleep but the palm sister's and I had a
steady date at least once a night before sleep. I hadn't planned on this
when I knew Harold would be spending the night. Maybe I could wait until
he fell asleep and get to it then.

Fortunately for me I was turned away from Harold because my cock was rock
hard and dripping precum. I knew he wasn't asleep yet and I had already
begun to rub the natural lube of precum under the huge head of my bulbous
cock and swirl it around. With that swirl a huge burst of more flowed and
I slid it up and down so it covered more of my pulsating cock. God I
loved my cock. It felt so good. My cock was throbbing so hard it felt
like my whole body was  throbbing. I just hoped Harold couldn't feel any
of this going on.  As subtle as I was Harold wondered what I was doing.
He didn't get a reply. I knew I had to cool it. It felt like forever
until I faded away into sleep.

The next thing I knew I was facing Harold and I could feel his body real
close to mine. In fact his hand was firmly gripping my cock and he
was moaning. I was groggy and was not quite aware of what was going on
for a few seconds. Then it dawned on me that not only does he have his
hand on my cock but he was trying to force it up his pucker and it's very
dry. He also had his other hand over my hand and was trying to get me to
grab his cock. Within seconds it was coming together and I was headed
into overdrive. I have a mix of feelings. I wanted what he wanted but I
was also scared shitless. This new Christian stuff I was learning about
didn't jive with man sex and I was pretty sure God wasn't going be cool
with this. At this point I faked still being a sleep and turned over.

For some reason I was actually able to fall asleep again. But before I
did I remembered the frustrated groans of Harold. Who could blame him.
That boy was huffing and puffing and it got him nowhere. Harold was a
determined boy. The next time I woke Harold had physically moved from one
side of the bed to the other so that he could position himself to line my
cock up to his ass again. He was on the smallest fraction of that bed
possible without falling off. He was determined. This time I was going to
give him exactly what he wanted and probably much, much more.

Harold still thought that I was asleep. All the while he was desperately
pushing back with his tiny ass and tried to pull my cock forward to get
it past his ring of fire. He didn't realize that since I woke up my
cock was dripping a whole lot more because I was enjoying the sensations
and the thought of ramming his little chute. By balls were heavy with cum
and they had been slapping his silky smooth ass for several minutes now
thanks to his motions. The feel of his more than manly cock was a real
turn on too. It felt like it was on fire. With my pinky finger I could
feel his ample balls too.

With the slightest of motion, so that I didn't give Harold any hint of my
intentions, I started to move my hand to get my lube. I wanted the
element of surprise. Since he chose to surprise me while I slept, I
thought what I had in mind would be fair, maybe painful, but fair. He was
preoccupied with the next to impossible task of getting my slightly
slippery cock up his virginal, oh, so tight ass. It was going to take a
bit of effort to pop this one. He didn't even seem to notice that I
had retrieved the lube and wasn't bothered when my other hand moved from
his cock and slid down near his gorgeous orbes. In fact, he gave a huge
moan of approval as my hand glided past and settled at his hot crack. I'm
sure he thought I was still asleep.

Then with masterful precision I moved quickly to pop open the lube,
squeeze its contents until a huge dollop poured out on my palm. I soaked
my cock first and then headed for the treasure. Harold instinctively
sucked in a huge gasp of breath as I inserted a finger, first to the
knuckle and then all the way. Then two fingers, first to knuckle, then
all the way. He shuttered and groaned like a wild animal. I told him
"ready or not my cock is next." I expected him to say wait or stop or no
but this guy knew what he wanted. He was hot and ready to have a new man
pussy bred in him. Within seconds my cock super lubed went right in with
some tough resistance just past his pucker. Sure Harold wanted it but the
first time always hurts and this certainly was no exception. Harold let
out an uncontrolable yell that I thought was going to wake the entire
apartment complex, let alone the occupants of my aunt's apartment. The
poor bastard told me later that he thought he was going to pass out from
the pain, it was so intense. It was uncontrollable but if this kept up we
would soon be interrupted. I grabbed a pair of my bikini briefs and
stuffed them in his mouth. Strangely enough this not only muffled the
noise of Harold's pain, but it turned him on as Jack took control of the
situation.

This was both boy's first experience outside of masturbation with sex and
it was one to remember. They were turned on in a way that they had never
been before, but Harold was hurting. Jack could also tell it was hurting
in a way men enjoy. Harold wasn't saying no. In fact Harold's stiff
stressed body was beginning to relax and Jack could feel that he wasn't
as tight around the entrance to his ass. There was something in Jack that
really wanted to get more of his cock in Harold and start to fuck him.
This was already a rear entry fuck and penetration was going to be deep.
They both started to push more and more and Harold felt both pain and
pleasure as Jack broke him in. He never knew his ass could feel so good.
Jack had fantasized about fucking and wondered about the sensations but
in reality they were electric and blew the mind. The walls both feel
velvety smooth and yet the ripple sensation stimulates the viens, the
skin, and the pulsing cock.

Both struggled with the awkwardness of kissing while fucking from the
rear entry position. Both had secretly admired each other's fanasticly
thick lips. It was unconscious whenever they were together to repeatedy
lick their lips because they knew they were made for one another. The
time for their first kiss and the crescendo of passion that would follow
through their kisses would lead them to an ectasy all of its own.

Jack leaned over Harold's shoulder and gave him a peck on his gorgeous
lips to help quench the fire that existed between these two boys. With
that kiss several thick inches slid into Harold chute and a heat exuted
from both their mouths that transformed their kiss from a peck into
something of overwhelming and orgasmic passion. Their lips were their
another erogoneous zones that few share. They had just discovered their
cocks and ass combination and now their kisses also take them to
pleasures they had never known before.

It was obvious the excuriating pain was over for Harold. The briefs could
come out. He was in love with the sensations of being fucked. Yet he
really hadn't been fucked yet. All but about 2" inches were in and he had
yet to have the ride of his life. It was Harold who pushed back on Jack
with one final thrust and went balls deep. With their kiss still in tact
the shutter that rolled through Harold's body was absolutely contageous
because Jack not only felt it but added a grind that kept the shutter
rolling for several minutes. Harold thought he was going to cum the
sensations were so powerful.

Harold was one greedy little fucker. There was no stopping him. He didn't
know what was ahead of him but he wanted more. We had to get up early but
fuck it who cares sleep is for pussies.

The bed we were on had to be the noisiest with those damn springs. With
each motion you heard the corresponding sound. So far we had made more
than our more than fair share of noise and hadn't drawn attention to
ourselves but now I wanted to breed this little guy and make him a man
cunt. I knew my man juice would be his first and that it would be up him
for a long time and that he would remember me as his first.  I wanted to
brand this little fucker internally not in a negative way, but because I
think I loved him. In truth I think he was my first love.

The bottom line I had to get my rocks off soon and I wanted to spill my
seed deep in this little guy's new man cunt. Harold didn't want me to
pull out. He got used to feeling full and stretched. Graduallly I started
pumping and by the sounds coming from Harold he only felt pleasure now.
The moans and groans grew as the pace intensified. I pulled completely
out and plunged back in again after repeated requests to fuck him and
fuck him hard, harder, deeper. At one point as I ground and ground and
ground my cock in the recesses of his chute he looked back at me and
looked straight in the eyes and said, "I love you." "I've loved you since
that first night but never thought this could happen."

With the incentive of his tender words I let loose on his tender ass and
pounded him for all he was worth. I knew this was the kind of loving he
wanted right now. It made him come alive even more, if that was possible.
He realized what he was born for and it was to be with a man.

My cock gave Harold a pounding to the point that we were both bouncing
off the bed, and then I ground his savory ass and with deep pushing my
cock stimulated the walls of his ass with pressure and the friction that
only a good fuck can do.  He couldn't take it anymore and his cock
erupted in an enormous milky load that hit his chin and mine as the
volume and force of it flowed in our direction. He was so loud that
again I quickly stuffed my bikini's in his mouth to muffle his sounds of
pleasure. His ass was already very tight, but with the contractions of
his incredible orgasm, that set me over the edge and my seed was sent
into the dark regions of my first lover's ass.

With my cock still in his ass we fell asleep. But before did we kissed
one last kiss to say good night. Morning came all too soon. Cum stained
we both showered together and enjoyed a quickie. It was too quick for me.
I was hard all the way to Windsor.

There wasn't much time to break away while we were there but we managed
to go deep into the woods where we fucked like rabbits again. Though it
appeared to almost happen by accident that our first time was rear entry
we seemed to have established a pattern. Unfortunately I fucked him so
hard that afternoon that he couldn't walk right when we rejoined the
retreat. People kept asking him what was wrong. He told them he was a
gymnast and had injured himself. Those who who bright enough to notice
that he was okay when we arrived like Carla, who we travelled down to
Windsor with us, challenged him and he came back to say that he injured
himself in practice that afternoon. Sure, Harold!

To this day Harold is still an inspiration. If you want to hear more
write me. Harold is a great guy.

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