Date: Mon, 5 Jul 2004 12:06:35 -0700 (PDT)
From: Guy Smith <nvwriter2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: My indiscretion with Brannon, Pt 2

I had just broken my rule of look, bit don't touch with a 17-year-old
neighbor named Brannon when I had sucked his cock and swallowed his
loads.

I asked him if he had trouble fucking girls too. He said that he did.
Then I said that if he wanted a nice ass to fuck, I would be available.
He wasn't sure what to think about that, but I knew he was considering
it.

A few days later, we ended up in the pool alone...

The pool was open until 2 a.m. and I often went over at 11 p.m. for a bit
of solitude. Brannon showed up ten minutes after I got in. I wondered if
he was watching for me.

We said hi when Brannon dove into the pool, but then nothing else for
several minutes. This time I didn't try to hide the fact that I was
staring at him and it didn't take him long to realize that I was
checking him out. He shot me a nervous smile and swam around for a bit. I
positioned myself near the deep end of the pool and leaned against the
corner so I could watch him.

He climbed out of the pool and stood over me for a second. I shot a
glance up his shorts and saw that he had a hard-on. He then dove into the
pool and came up beside me. He grabbed onto the side of the pool, and
tread water next to me, his legs sporadically brushing against mine.

"Thanks again for the other day," he said.

"Glad I could help," I replied.

"I was thinking about the offer you made."

"It still stands," I said. He smiled.

"You gay?" He asked. I nodded yes.

Brannon paused for several moments before speaking again.

"You do it with guys often?"

"Fairly often," I answered.

"You like getting fucked?"

I admitted that I was more a top than a bottom. He asked me why I offered
to let him fuck me if I preferred doing the fucking.

"Because I like you," I replied. "And I think you will like it."

"I don't think I'm gay," he said.

I shrugged my shoulders.

"It doesn't mean that you are even if you did fuck me. You would just
be trying something new. If you didn't like it you wouldn't ever do it
again. Even if you did like it, it doesn't mean that you are gay. Sex is
just sex. I don't fall in love with guys, but I fuck them."

Brannon thought about what I said for a few moments and I knew that I had
him. I didn't particularly enjoy getting fucked up the ass, but it was
pleasant enough. I was agreeing to do it with him because I wanted to
fuck his ass, and I knew that if I didn't let him do me, there would be
no chance of me doing it to him.

I let him break the silence. "Okay," he said.

"Okay, what?" I asked. I knew what he meant, but I wanted him to say
it.

"I want to fuck you," he said as he blushed. I smiled. Under the water,
I reached out and grabbed his cock. He just about jumped.

"Will," he said "People will see."

"Don't worry, it's dark enough," I said.

I would have bent over and let him fuck me there, and I wanted too, but
that wasn't possible.

"When and where?" I asked.

"My parents are gone all day Sunday. They leave at 10 a.m."

"I'll be there." I continued to fondle his dick and wanted desperately
to kiss him, but knew that he wasn't ready for that. Instead, we played
around in the pool. To other people it would look innocent, just two guys
roughhousing and dunking each other. To us it was foreplay. I would swim
underwater and grab his dick or pull him under. He would drag me under
and rub his cock against my face, my chest, my ass. Finally, a neighbor
joined us, and we had to stop.

It would be several days until Sunday came and it felt like forever. The
night before was particularly hard. I was majorly hard and fucked my wife
pretending it was Brannon's ass I was slipping my prick into.

Finally, Sunday morning came. I told my wife that I was going to hang out
at Brannon's and play video games. I think she suspected something, but
didn't ask.

I knocked on Brannon's door and was surprised when his father answered
the door. He told me to go up to Brannon's room and I did. Brannon told
me that his parents had changed their plans and weren't leaving after
all. I'm sure that the look of disappointment was evident on my face,
and I think I saw the same look on his face.

"I guess we can do this another time," I said.

"I don't want to wait."

"What about your parents?" I asked.

"If we're quiet enough, they won't know."

I was both surprised and thrilled by his idea. I admitted that I didn't
want to wait either.

Brannon locked his bedroom door and then turned on Playstation 2 and his
stereo, cranking up the volumes on both.

He sat on his bed with an obvious bulge in his pants. I'm sure that he
was nervous and didn't know how to get started. I kneeled down in front
of him and whispered for him not to be nervous. I told him to lay back
and enjoy it.

I pulled his shirt off over his head and leaned forward to suck and bite
his nipples. I rubbed his prick through the outside of his shorts. After
doing that for a bit, I unzipped his pants. He lifted his hips so I could
slide his pants and underwear off. I removed his white socks and he laid
there totally naked. I gently sucked and licked his dick and his balls.
He was fucking rock hard and so was I.

I stood up and took my clothes off. I did it slowly and made sure that he
was watching me. I unbuttoned my shirt and threw it to the floor, then
undid my belt, unzipped my jeans and pushed them and my underwear to my
ankles. My cock, a respectable seven inches, popped out. He stared at my
cock and I realized that it was the first time he had seen mine.

I fondled my cock for a few moments, before stepping out of my clothes
and joining him in nudity. I walked towards him and resisted two strong
urges -- the first to slide my cock into his mouth, the second to kiss
him and force my tongue down his throat. Instead I straddled him and
rubbed my ass against his cock. He moaned slightly. I then rubbed his
chest and leaned forward to suck on neck and his ears, two things he
liked immensely.

"Damn," he said "I gotta fuck that ass." I wanted to play more, but
he was anxious to get to the real action.

"How do you want to fuck me?" I asked. He shrugged his shoulders
indicating that he didn't know. I'm sure that he had know idea. I
decided that I wanted to see him fuck me. I crawled off of him and had
him stand up. I grabbed his cock and told him to get it lubed up. I
handed him some lube I had brought with me. I laid down on his bed,
spread my legs and started fingering my hole.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"You got a big dick, man," I replied "I have to get a little stretched
before you slide it in."

I licked my fingers and slid one, two, three fingers into my ass as he
watched me.

After a few minutes, I told him that I was ready. "Just go slow."

He came up between my legs with his cock in his hand. He positioned that
monster prick just outside of my hole and began to push it. His dickhead
quickly popped into my hole and he started to push in. "Wait," I said.

I wanted him to wait because I needed to adjust his girth, but also
because I didn't want this to go quickly. I wanted him to take his time.

He apologized, what a sweet guy he was, and waited for my signal to move
forward. Inch by inch, Brannon fed his prick into my asshole. He never
pushed more when I asked him to stop. Finally he was all the way in. I
watched in amazement as every inch of his manhood disappeared into my
butt. I also could see the look on his face and the thrill of actually
being able to sink every part of his cock into a hole.

"I never get it all in with a chick," he said. "Usually no more than
half."

I smiled and then told him to start doing what felt good and that I would
stop him if it hurt me.

Brannon slid most of his cock out and then slowly slid back in. By now I
had adjusted to the cock in my ass and let him have his way. The young
man started fucking me like nobody's business.

He slid his prick out and then slid it back in, slamming it in harder and
harder each time. Every once in awhile I would have him slow down, not to
ease my pain, but so he wouldn't blow his load too early.

He fucked my ass for nearly an hour, though he probably could have came
in the first ten minutes. I loved watching the prick disappear into me
and loved even more the look on his face as he fucked my ass.

Finally, I decided to finish it.

"Fuck me hard, Brannon," I moaned. "Fuck my ass."

He started slamming his cock into me harder than ever before, his big
heavy balls slapping against my ass. I wanted to cry out, but knew that
the music and the video game sounds wouldn't cover it. Instead, I urged
him on with- "Yeah, Brannon. Fuck that ass, fuck me hard."

He responded with grunts and low moans. "Yeah, take my dick, man."

"I'm gonna cum," he said. "What do I do, take it out or leave it
in."

I told him to do whatever he felt like. I was glad when he chose to take
it out. He pulled out his cock and with a few strokes he shot his load
onto my chest.

Exhausted, Brannon laid down on the bed next to me.

"What it okay that I shot my cum on you?" he asked. I said that it was
and I liked it.

"Do you need to cum?" he asked. I said that I did, but that I was
willing to jack off in the bathroom. I was ecstatic when he said that I
could jack off right there. I gathered up enough nerve to ask if I could
do it on his chest. He was a little reluctant but agreed. I straddled him
and began jacking off. I was so fucking horny from his fucking that it
didn't take long. I shot several warm loads right onto his chest and
some even landed on his face.

I crawled off of him and laid down next to him. He tried to hide it, but
I saw him take the cum from his face and taste it. I then grabbed a towel
and wiped him off and then cleaned up myself.

We both got dressed and then played video games for a bit.

When it was time for me to leave, he admitted that he had enjoyed fucking
me. He thanked me again.

I so desperately wanted to kiss his wonderful, sweet mouth, but settled
for a tight bear hug. He gave in to the embrace and we stood there for
several minutes. Finally, I left. I didn't really think that he would
bring it up again, unless he needed a blow job or an ass to fuck. But I
was wrong.

It was almost a month later, I was alone for a week because my wife and
kids were out of town. At around midnight the second night I was alone
and I heard a knock at the door. I answered it in only a pair of shorts.
It was Brannon...

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