Date: Sat, 27 Feb 2010 20:27:18 -0800
From: Tim P <privatetimm@gmail.com>
Subject: Blake's Story Chapter 8

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Chapter 8 - Day in Denver & Evan

Matt's Story

I wake early as I always do, Marco was still spooned inside of me. The
light of day and sobriety made me realize the magnitude of last night's
events. I was treading on dangerous turf. I had betrayed everything I was
raised to believe in and my duty as a professional educator, but that
wasn't worst of it, nor the potentiality of jail, it was how was Marco
going to be? What if he got the guilts over this? I've heard of teens
getting suicidal and depressed over stuff like this. I really cared about
Marco, I loved him. I am not sure if we are heading towards dating or a
relationship or what. I mean it has only been a couple of years since
Matthew Shepard. Wyoming is still a rough place to be openly gay. I never
knew Matthew really, but I knew who he was, lots of people did because he
was one of the more obvious gay guys at the university. The reminder of
what his death meant is always there. And even if we wanted to date openly,
I can't really date a 15 year old former student. I'd have to leave
teaching and wait for him to turn 16 until we could legally date, but then
there would still be the issues of dealing with his family. Marco wakes and
looks at me dreamily. He smiles and kisses me good morning. Good God, what
a mess I've let myself fall into.


Marco's Story


I can feel Matt stirring. Oh what a night last night was. Even if I never
get another night with him again, last night was one of the most special
nights ever. I roll over and look at him from behind my heavy eyes, just
looking at him makes me smile. I pull his head to me and kiss him good
morning. Hmmm, that isn't a happy face he has on. Maybe he doesn't really
like me, maybe I did something wrong.

"Matt, what's wrong? You don't look as happy as I feel."


Matt's Story


"Marco, a large part of me is happier than I have ever been, but there is
stuff we need to talk about."

"Oh God, we haven't even had a first date yet and I'm getting the brush
off, the 'it's not you, it's me' speech." Marco sighed.

"No it's not that at all bud, but it is pretty serious. I need to know that
you are ok. That you understand the gravity of the steps we took last night
and that you are ok emotionally."

"Dude, I'm fine, what stuff do you mean?" He looks puzzled.

"Well there is the legality of what we did, me breaking my code of ethics
and most importantly your mental health. What happens if a month from now
this is all a phase or a fling and you feel guilty? I don't want you to be
depressed or think you did anything wrong. If you need to talk to your
priest or a counselor I understand. I really care about you."

Big tears well up in his eyes. Shit he IS upset over all this.

"Matt, dude, were you paying attention last night? I am gay. I know I am
gay. I am ok being gay. I don't need a priest or a counselor to tell me how
wrong last night was when I know how right it was and it is for me. It
makes me feel great knowing you care this much, but I am fine really. I
know we can't run around town holding hands or make out in the park. I know
to everyone else, my parents, Tony, Blake, Tom, everyone, we have to look
just like friends, but behind closed doors I want to cuddle with you like
this anytime we can. I don't care if we ever have sex again; I just will
need you to hold me once in awhile. If I get more than that it'll be a
bonus. You are a great guy Matt and a great teacher. Don't stress over me,
I know who and what I am. I know the position you are in and you shouldn't
let this effect you in the slightest. I am ok and I will be ok. I promise."

"So why are you crying?"

"I'm crying, or I was because I don't want you to worry. If I need help,
I'll ask you first. If you don't want to hang with me I understand. If you
don't want to get naked with me ever again, I understand, but I do want to
hang with you, I do want to get naked with you again. If you break things
off, I'll be depressed, but not suicidal. I want to be with you at least as
a friend if not more."

"I love you Marco. I am not sure what kind of love it is, but I do love
you. Last night was a big step for me too. You are the first guy I really
made love to, my other three guys I have been with were more about getting
off. You are the first person I've had deep emotional attachment too, not
even any of the girls meant as much to me as you. We just have to take it
one step, one day at a time and you have to promise me that we will talk
about how you are doing through it all."

"I promise. Will you kiss me now?"

I kiss him.


Marco's Story


Oh whew, he doesn't hate me or want to break things off, he is worried
about me. I should have worried about him. I've been so selfish, I've been
pushing him all this time to make me happy and I never stopped to think
about the position I put him in or what he would go through or have to
sacrifice if this ever got out.

"........you have to promise me that we will talk about how you are doing
through it all."

"I promise. Will you kiss me now?"

He kisses me.

"Matt, I'm sorry I put you in this position, but no one will ever use our
friendship to hurt you. I promise that too."


Matt's Story


"Matt, I'm sorry I put you in this position, but no one will ever use our
friendship to hurt you. I promise that too."

I feel comforted by Marco's attitude. I am even envious of it. He knows
exactly who he is and I am still struggling to understand who I am and what
my feelings mean. At this point I am pretty sure that I am more gay than
not, but am I really ready to face a life as a gay man? What will my family
think? Can I stay in teaching? Can I still be a wrestling coach?

"We better shower and get ready for the day before Tony and Blake bust in
on us and find us naked as jaybirds in bed together."

"Can we shower together again?" he grins a lecherous grin.

"Yes, but just for a moment or two. You can scrub my back, but we need to
get moving for the day."

We jump in the shower. I give him a couple of quick kisses, he scrubs my
back really well, I scrub his and then jump out, dry off and get dressed to
head downstairs. I put on the coffee and go to rouse Blake and Tony. I open
the door to their bedroom to yell at them to get up. They are still
sleeping soundly and they are spooned together, Blake inside of Tony. I
take in the whole scene and I am trying to put together what is nagging me
about the scene. I look around the room. There are two pairs of boxers on
the ground and what looks like wet towels. I wonder. Naw, I am sure it's
just.....  I close the door quietly. How am I going to do this graciously
without embarrassing them or prying, or making them uncomfortable? I decide
to call Blake's cell phone from the kitchen.

"Hello" says a sleepy voice.

"Do you take cream with your coffee?"

"What, where are you?" Blake asks in a clearer voice.

"In the kitchen"

"Black and you are funny calling me like this."

"Uh, did you want me to bring it to you in bed?" I ask, my voice rising at
the end.

"Uh no, no..... ummm, I'll come get it in a few minutes," he says, finally
understanding. "Tony likes his with cream though."

I am starting to believe he does.


Marco's Story


So today should be interesting. I have to get these guys to the Cherry
Creek mall around lunch time so we can 'accidently' bump into Evan. Then I
have to be sure that they all still want to go to the movie so I can meet
Evan someplace. Hopefully we can go back to my hotel room, the movie will
keep Matt, Blake and Tony busy for at least three hours and Evan has about
a two hour window while his parents are resting. I can't believe he
actually got them to spend a whole weekend in Denver just so he could spend
a couple of hours with me.

What a year it has been since I met him! I wasn't sure what he would say
when I asked for his email address, but after the first few emails were
exchanged and he asked if I wanted to AIM chat with him I knew we were
heading in a good direction since his AIM address was FargoBoiToi14 unlike
his SwimmerEvan@aol.com email address. IM'ing led to video chat and web
camming, web camming led to phone calls late at night and that led to a
couple of visits to Cheyenne by Evan. All we could really do was meet at
the Frontier Mall and hang out, but that was when we decided first chance
we had, we would spend some real time together.

Today is that time. I hope nothings fucks it up.

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Matt's Story


After we all had coffee and were pretty much awake we decide we are going
to have breakfast at the Original Pancake House and then go up to Boulder
to the University of Colorado. Tony thinks he might want to play football
there, Blake thinks it would a cool place to go too, but Marco is strictly
a WYO guy and the Buffaloes are the enemy to him. We sightsee on the
campus, run by the SAE house; I know a few guys there and then head over to
the student store to buy some gear.

After Boulder we head to the Cherry Creek Shopping Center to grab some
lunch and the guys want to see the new Harry Potter movie. We are in the
food court area, when I see a familiar form across the way. Oh my gosh,
that is Evan! I wonder what he is doing in Denver? I get up and go to head
him off.

"Hey Evan!" I call out.

Not just Evan, but two other heads I hadn't noticed turned as well; he was
with his parents.

"Hi Mr. and Mrs. Laufenberg. It is nice to see you again."

"Mom, Dad, you remember Matt Kendrick from the fraternity house.'

"Oh of course Matthew, it is nice to see you again as well. If I remember
you are teaching in Cheyenne." Mrs. Laufenberg said.

"Yes ma'am, I am just down with some friends for the Bronco game. What
brings you guys to Denver."

"Funniest thing, Evan called a few weeks back and suggested we do a family
weekend down here. You really can't shop in Fargo-Morehead like you can
here. So we flew in yesterday and we fly back home Monday." Mr. Laufenberg,
explained.

Why was that causing Evan to blush and look flustered?

"Come over and meet everyone."

We all walked over to where the guys were sitting and they all stood as we
approach. Marco looked so happy, I thought he was going to explode.

"Mr. and Mrs. Laufenberg, this is Blake, Tony and Marco. Guys, these are
Evan's parents, down from Fargo."

Handshakes and pleasantries were exchanged all around. I asked the
Laufenbergs where they were staying and they said the Hotel VQ, which is in
the parking lot at Invesco Field.

"Oh wow, that is a really cool place."

"Yes, it was Evan's idea, he thought we might enjoy the atmosphere. Funny,
he was never much of a football fan before, but it was a great idea. We
really like the hotel."

Interesting, they are in a hotel a half a mile from ours. The coincidences
seem to build on each other.

"Do you guys want to join us for a while?" I ask the Laufenbergs.

"Oh no thank you very much Matthew, we are going back to the hotel for a
couple of hours to rest before we go out again." They all turn to leave.

"Hey do you think you guys could give me a ride that direction? I can walk
to our hotel from yours, it is pretty close." Marco asked of
Mrs. Laufenberg.

"Aren't you going to go see Harry Potter with us Marco?" Tony said.

"Naw, I am tired. I think I'll go sleep for a while."

"Sure Marco, we'd be happy to and we'll drop you at your hotel honey, there
is no need for you to walk from our hotel."

"Great, thanks very much." He beamed.

"Ok Marco, I guess we'll see you in three or four hours. Don't drink all
the sodas." Blake said in code, really meaning 'don't drink the beers.'

Goodbyes were said again and the Laufenbergs and Marco headed out the mall
and Tony, Blake and I headed towards the theaters. The next Harry Potter
didn't start for 45 more minutes. Tony and Blake bought their tickets and I
sort of slipped out of the line.

"Aren't you getting a ticket Matt?"

"No, you know the show isn't for 45 minutes yet, so I think I'm going to go
back to LoDo and spend some more time in the Tattered Cover. I just never
get a chance to shop for books like that in Wyoming anyplace."

"Ok dude, but that is supposed to be a bad ass movie." Blake responded.

"I know, but I can see it in Cheyenne any time, I can only get to the
Tattered Cover every so often. I'll see you guys back at the hotel in a few
hours."

The shopping center ran a shuttle to the hotels in the area and it was out
front when I got there; three stops and then the Residence Inn was
next. Oh, I wasn't going to LoDo. I am not sure what was working itself
around in my mind, but my Spidey sense was tingling; that was why when I
entered our room, I did so very quietly. The downstairs was dark because
the blinds were all closed, but I could hear a TV on upstairs. I went to
Blake and Tony's bedroom and pulled off my shoes and coat. Why was my heart
beating a mile a minute? I crept up the stairs, the bedroom door was
cracked a little. I could see the lights on and hear noises, or was it the
TV? The door was only cracked about three inches, maybe only two, but that
was plenty for me to see the incredible scene unfolding on the bed.

Marco was stark naked, except for socks, and was lying on top of an equally
naked, except for socks, Evan Laufenberg. Oh my effing G, what a sight!
Marco was on top of Evan, in between his legs, hip to hip, cock to cock,
humping him madly while they made out. Unfreaking believable. I tiptoed
back down the stairs and got my camera out of my jacket. I also took off my
jeans. Based on what I had just seen, they were only going to be in the
way.

I went up the stairs quickly, but quietly. They were still in the same
positions, locked in fierce passion, oblivious to the world around them. I
made sure the flash was off on my camera and I started snapping incredible
pics of the two lovers. After I got about 10 good ones, I switched to the
movie mode and started shooting video. I zoomed in on their faces, eyes
closed and tongues flying in and out of each other's mouths. I panned down
the bodies. Evans hands caressed down Marco's back and grabbed his globes
to pull his hips tighter into him as Marco writhed on top. Marco moved off
Evan's mouth to kiss down his neck and suck on Evan's white, smooth
neck. Hey, that is my technique I used on Marco last night. Damn this boy
learns quick. Like I had, Marco moved to Evans nipples and licked, pinched
and nipped at them. This created some space between Marco and Evan, and I
got my first glimpses of Evan's erection. Good Lord, it is huge. It looks
like a damn flashlight! It has to be at least 9 inches long and very thick
underneath a small, sparse blonde patch. I am never good at these guesses,
but it was maybe like a 6" circumference? In any case it was massive and I
was jealous that Marco was going to get his hands on it. In fact his hand
was on it now. Marco was stroking Evan while he worked over his nipples. I
zoomed in on Evan's cock with Marco's hand working that over. I could see
the pre-cum glistening and Marco spread it around Evan's massive head and
then he pushed all five fingers straight down on the head until the head
hit Marco's palm and then he pulled up with the fingers, it must have
worked because Evan was squirming like a toad on hot asphalt. Marco kissed
down Evan's torso, belly and now his lips were just above Evan's
head. Marco started slow by licking all around the head to the slit and
then went up the slit, flicking his tongue as he went.

"Oh Marco, that is fucking amazing." Evan moaned.

I hoped the camera was getting all the sounds; the moans, the slurps,
everything.

Now Marco went down on Evan, I thought 'he'll never get it all in' and
indeed he didn't, maybe 2/3 but certainly no more. Marco's head was bobbing
and Evan was stroking his hair. I switched back to photo mode for a few
pics of Marco's head session. As Evan began to move his hips up and down
meeting Marco's rhythm I switched back to movie because this was too good
to miss.

After about three of four minutes Evan spoke again, "Oh stop Marco, I am
getting too close. It is your turn anyway." I could see Marco wasn't
wanting to give up the cock in his mouth, but he reluctantly did so as Evan
pulled Marco up and he slid down. Evan grabbed Marco's bouncing dick and
pulled it all into his mouth. Evan easily swallowed Marco's almost 7
inches. His hands were on Marco's ass and soon Marco was face fucking
Evan. As Marco pulled back I could see his incredible boy rose, pink and
inviting and then I could see the unbelievable definition of his glutes
when he pushed back in. Talk about pre-cum, I was hard as a rock and
leaking like a rusty pipe.

Marco's breathing was rough and labored. I knew that sound. I knew he was
going to blow any second. "Oh fuck Ev I am going to cum!" Evan grabbed
Marco's ass with his hands and tried to increase Marco's speed. Marco was
banging away at full speed, "oh fuck, oh fuck" Marco gasped and the slowing
of his speed told me he had blown his load into Evan's mouth and Evan had
swallowed every drop like a champ. Marco laid his head on Evan's chest and
said, "Wow, was that great. Let's get you off."

"No, I'm not ready. Let's make out a bit more."

That was my cue to sneak back down stairs and switched out the memory
chip. I snapped a few more pics of the naked lovers and headed down. I
swapped the cards out quickly because I wanted to get back upstairs as fast
as I could. I didn't want to miss a second of this.

When I got back to my perch they had kind of switched positions with Evan
lying on top of Marco, who was now on his back. That was perfect; I could
get some awesome shots of Evan's ass. It was nice and round, but tiny,
hardly any cheeks at all, but a perfect shape. They were making out and
Evan was playing gently with Marco's cock and I could see little Marco
getting hard again already. After five minutes of that Marco was fully hard
and Evan dropped the bombshell. "I want you to fuck me now Marco."

"What!? I've never fucked a guy Ev, I don't know how!"

"It ain't hard, I'm sure you'll get the hang of it pretty quick." Evan
rolled to the side of the bed and out of a brown sack on the table pulled a
small bottle of Wet. You are going to put this on your middle finger and
smear it around my hole, and then in my hole; slide your finger in and out
a few times to get it loose and then add your index finger so I get really
loose. When the two fingers go in pretty easily, smear some lube on your
cock and slide 'er in. The rest you'll figure out."

I made sure the camera was on was on video for this! Evan got on all fours
with that sweet ass facing Marco (and me). I zoomed in as Marco slid his
finger into Evan's pucker. It slid in easily and Evan just let out a hard
breath. Marco was sliding the finger in and out of Evan with a good rhythm.

"Marco, try two fingers now" Evan said breathlessly.

Marco added some lube to his other finger and slowly slid them both into
Evan's stretching hole. Evan moaned even louder and let out a few ' oh
fucks'.

"Fuck me Marco, fuck me now." Evan pleaded.

"Ok, what do I do?"

"Lube up your dick, put your head on my hole and push it forward
slowly. You'll feel some resistance, but push forward slowly with firm
pressure anyway. Then all of a sudden the resistance will be gone and you
can slide your dick all the way in. When you are all the way in, wait for
20 or 30 seconds so my body gets used to your cock then start pumping. Go
slow at first so you don't cum too quickly or tire yourself out, but you
are the top so you'll be in control. When you want to speed up, speed up
and by the end when you are ready to cum you should be pounding my ass and
have your balls bouncing off my ass."

"Ok, here goes nothing."

Marco places his long, straight dick at Evan's hole, takes a deep breath
and starts his push into Evan. I get a long shot of the complete scene, I
can see all of Marco and all of Evan. As Marco's dick starts to disappear
into Evan, I get the shot a little tighter. I hear a couple of soft 'oh
fuck's and 'cock', but I can 't tell if it is Marco or Evan. Marco has it
on now. He has his rhythm going and he is plowing Evan at a good pace. As
his speed starts to pick up Evan tells him to stop.

"Stop, stop Marco."

"What?"

"I want to change positions for the finish. Just stay inside me as I move."

Evan lifts his right leg high, moves it past Marco so Evan can roll onto
his back. With Evan on his back, he lifts his legs and instructs
Marco. "Marco, put your elbows behind my knees. I am going to lift my hips
a little higher and you can just drill me from this position."

Marco starts fucking Evan in this position.

"Oh fuck yeah" is all Evan can say. Marco is obviously hitting the right
spot. Marco starts to pick up speed, faster and faster. I can see sweat
glistening on Marco's back now. He has to be tired he has been at this for
about twenty minutes. The sounds of the sex are so hot now. The grunting
and groaning of the two young men, the slap of Marco's balls on Evan's ass,
the thwack sound when Marco's groin slams into Evan. Marco is arching his
back and I can tell he is about to cum.

"Oh fuck Ev, I am going to shoot"

"Yeah, keep going, hard as you can, I am close too"

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, oh shit" from Marco.

"Oh God, yes!" from Evan as his cock erupts in a fountain of white throwing
hot jizz all over his smooth chest.

I can tell by Marco's slowing down that he has filled up Evan's hole. His
cock is going limp. Too bad mine isn't. He pulls all the way out and lies
down on top of Evan; on top of his cum and sweat and everything. They are
both breathing hard and not saying anything. I keep the camera rolling.

"I can't believe I just fucked you." Marco says, it sounds almost like a
whimper.

Evan looks at the head on his chest.

"Marco, you are crying. What's wrong? I knew this was a bad idea."

"No, no. I'm ok. This was my idea, remember? I just feel... I dunno,
disloyal to Matt."

"Disloyal? Why? You said you and Matt have never done anything. I reread
and reread that email you sent last week where you talked about how you
were sure Matt didn't know you had feelings for him. Is it because you
think you are ruining chances with him if we do stuff?"

I shut off the camera. Now I feel guilty for being here; like I am
intruding on a private moment. I know, I know, I've just spent 40 minutes
watching them suck and fuck without a single guilty feeling, but that
wasn't just sex, this is personal and real.

"I dunno, I am just being pathetic. I think the sex drained me
emotionally. Do you want to shower? I am all sticky." Marco says as he
rolls off Evan and heads for the shower without waiting for an answer.

Evan follows and I hear the shower go on.  This is my cue to skedaddle. I
head back down to Blake and Tony's bedroom and I put my pants and shoes
back on. I set the camera battery in the charger since it is nearly as
drained as Marco is. I have to get out of the room before they are done
showering. I grab my coat and head for the lobby; I'll hang out there and
read until after Evan leaves.

About 20 minutes later as I am sitting in the lobby reading the Rocky
Mountain News, Evans comes into the lobby. I look up, "Oh hi Ev (using
Marco's word), what are you doing here? I thought you were staying at the
Hotel Q?"

Evan turns beat red and stammers, "Yyyyeah we are, I have a friend from
swimming who was staying here too."

"Hunh, anyone I know? I know a lot of swimmer from the university." I know
I am torturing him a little.


"Ah ah no, she goes to New Mexico State."

"Oh, I see a 'she', that explains the rosy color in your cheeks, the same
thing happens to me. Nice job old man." He turns crimson now and hustles
off with a quick goodbye so I can't quiz him more.

OK, so I am an evil bitch, but Marco isn't the only one confused with his
feelings.

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Matt's Story


I enter our room and I can hear the TV on upstairs still and I can see the
light is on.

"Hello" I holler.

As I start upstairs Marco appears at the door in a towel. God he looks hot
in a towel, his hair still damp.

"Mmmatt, what are you doing here? Is the movie over?"

"Oh hell no, the movie is just starting right now probably. I decided I'd
rather spend more time at the Tattered Cover. You take a shower?"

"Um yeah, I was thinking it would help me relax."

"Well damn you look fine in a towel." I grinned a lecherous grin.

Marco blushes, averts his eyes and says "thanks."

I peel off my jacket and shoes, shirt and jeans and I am standing there
just in my boxers. Marco just looks and says "You know you have just a
beautiful body. I haven't really been able to stare at it in the light. I
know you caught me before staring, but I had to look away when you caught
me. Now I can look all I want and know it is ok. That's cool"

I drop my boxers. Marco nods approvingly and then makes a twirling motion
with his fingers that says, 'well turn around, I wanna see your butt too.'
I turn around.

"So do I pass inspection?"

"Hmm I dunno, pick up your boxers. Slowly"

The little perv wants to see my asshole. That's hot

"You little perv! I think I'll take a shower too as long as I am naked"

I take a pretty quick shower and when I come out of the bathroom, the
lights are turned down lower, the TV is still on and Marco is lying on the
bed in his towel. I can't tell if he is awake or not. When I lay down on
the bed next to him wearing my towel, he rolls over and puts his arms
around me to cuddle. I love the feel of his warmth on me. We lay there for
probably about ten minutes, not moving except for Marco nuzzling my
neck. Marco reaches down, pulls off his towel and hurls it on the floor,
undoes my towel, gives me a look that says 'lift your damn hips', I do and
he pulls my towel away too. Now we are lying naked on top of the bed and
cuddling. Marco continues his nuzzling and soon it turns into kissing;
slowly and occasional at first, but more intense and passionate as he
continues. I have a huge smile on my face and I just enjoy it.

"I want you to fuck me."

Did I really hear that from Marco's lips, or is it what I want to hear?

"Wha what?"

"I want you to fuck me."

"Are you sure? This is a huge thing Marco. I don't take anal sex
lightly. This would be your first right? You know it will hurt at first?
And once you've given up your virginity it is gone forever. Are you really
sure you want that moment to be with me and now? That you aren't caught up
in the moment"

"Matthew Kendrick, you are EXACTLY who I want to give my virginity to. I
have been thinking about it since before you ever came to Cheyenne. When I
saw you wrestling Tim McAllister and you were on top of him and every time
Tim tried to get off the mat, you jammed your hips in and pushed him back
down. I wanted that to be me and I wanted us both to be naked. I never
could have ever believed I would ever meet you, never mind being naked with
you like this. Make me happy Matt, fuck me."

I suck in a deep breath. "Marco, I would love to fuck you. Ever since you
left those boxers behind for me last year I have jacked off with them,
imagining your cute little butt still in them."

Marco blushes at the mention of his boxers. "But?" It is a question he is
asking because he hears the hesitancy in my voice.

"Let me lay it all out there Marco. You can't begin to imaging how much I
care about you. I would tear apart anyone who would hurt you. I have this
intense protective feeling about you. If I could sweep you off your feet
and run away with you to Tahiti and spend the rest of our lives on the
beach naked I would, but the reality is we have four years to wait before
we could even contemplate a real relationship and then it wouldn't be easy,
we might even have to leave Wyoming to be happy; move to L.A. or Miami to
live an open life."

"Matt dude, I get that we can't walk around Cheyenne arm in arm, I get that
we have to act completely normal around Blake, Tony, my parents, my friends
and all that. I get we can't have a real relationship for now or maybe
ever, but here, now, I want you. I don't want you to fuck me, I want you to
make love to me. I want to feel that passion you say you have for me."

"Oh shit Matt, are you crying?"

"Sorry, I am a jumble of emotions. Let's lie here a while and see where we
go."

We cuddle some more. I look over at Marco. He has his eyes closed. I cannot
believe how incredibly gorgeous he is. I lean over and kiss his cheek. As I
kiss his cheek he rotates his head away to put his lips under mine. We kiss
lip to lip very gently, no tongues. The gentleness gives way to firmer
kisses and tongues starting to duel. I rise up to an elbow and stroke
Marco's face. I kiss his neck, bite his neck and lick his neck. He sighs
and his previously at rest cock starts to spring up. While I kiss down his
chest, I stroke him and he moans a little. I know he has to be tender (he
doesn't know I know), but this has been a busy member the last 16 hours.

I get more and more into what I am doing and my cock is firming up too. I
move quickly down his smooth body, give a few perfunctory licks and slurps
to his cock because I am feeling my excitement rising about where I am
heading and what I am going to be doing that I have dreamed about for two
years now.

I kiss and lick his inner thighs; this drives Marco wild and squirms and
lifts his hips and rocks thems side to side, up and down. I lick and suck
his balls and move quickly underneath them. I don't think Marco quite
catches on to where I am heading so I pull his hips towards me and push
them up. There it is, the sweetest looking boy rose I could ever have
imagined. Even with his ass in the air and his hole exposed, I think Marco
is still surprised when my tongue hits his hole. He gasps, 'WOE FUCK'. I
give his hole the best working over I can, I penetrate it, lick around it,
flick at it and get it wet as I can.

"Fuck me Matt, I can't take it anymore."

"I need to get some lube, otherwise you'll be really unhappy."

"There is some in the drawer."

"Well you are just full of surprises." I lube up my index finger. I work it
slowly into his ass. I can feel the resistance from his muscle. "Just relax
Marco, push out a little". He does as I tell him and as he relaxes his
muscles now pulls me in a little deeper. I push it slowly all the way in.

"Are you ok Marco?"

"Yeah, I just didn't know I'd be this tight. I thought it would go in
easier."

"For future reference Marco if you are with a guy and your fingers or dick
slides too easily into his ass, you are probably not the first guy who has
been there and probably not in the first 5." Wow, am I saying that to be
catty, am I jealous of Evan, or am I giving Marco sincere advice.

I finger fuck him for a while getting him used to the in and out
sensation. My left hand is holding his ankle high, and Marco is holding his
legs behind the knees. I pick up speed and I think it is time for the
second finger. The resistance isn't as great this time as he is getting
stretched out.

"Ok Marco, its go time." I am grinning ear to ear. "You scared?"

"A little, but I want it so bad too."

"Ok here is how we are going to do this since it is your first time. I am
going to lie on my back and you are going to sit on me and direct my cock
into your hole, this way you can control my penetration and go as slow as
you want and take it all when you feel comfortable."

This is thrilling. Beautiful Marco is in top of me now. He grabs my cock
and holds it to his hole as he lowers his weight on it. I feel it slipping
deep inside of his. He throws his head back in agony and ecstasy as my cock
glides in. I am rubbing his sides down to his ass. He starts to rock up and
down, forward and back as he gets comfortable with me in him, his cock
bounces and hits my stomach as he does. After about ten minutes, with him
getting more comfortable, I start to push my hips to meet him as he comes
down. This drives my cock even deeper and it bangs on his prostate.

"Oh fuuuuuck me!" is all Marco can say.

Five minutes later I say, "Stop for a sec."

"What? Stop?" but he does.

"We are going to try some different positions."

"Cooool!" He lights up. "What do I do?"

"Turn around facing away from me and lay back against me, I want to hold
you."

As he lays back against me I wrap my arms tightly around him and kiss the
back of his neck as I start my fucking of him again. This angle really
causes my cock to bang on his prostate and he moans a series of expletives,
'oh God Matt, oh fuck, oh shit, yes, haa fuck'. We stay there about five
minutes, but I feel myself getting close to the edge of cumming so I stop
again.

"Marco, spin back to where you were." He spins back to the original
position. "Now I am going to hold you as best I can and I want you to lay
back and I'll get on top now. I am getting close so you need to start
stroking some. You need to move yourself to the edge of cumming, let me
know when you get there about 30 seconds away and I will get me there too
and I want us to cum at the same time. I guarantee it will be your best
orgasm ever."

He does as I tell him and I am now fucking him for all I am worth in the
classic missionary position; my elbows hooked behind his knees, my knees at
his butt, my cock flying in and out. Marco is jacking as hard and fast as
he can.

"Oh Matt, I am almost there."

I push his legs back over his head, I take my knees off the bed so my
weight is all on his ass now, I am driving deep, deep deep, into him
furiously, I feel muscle fatigue setting in, but I can't slow down. I am
sweating and grunting. "I am going to cum Marco." Five seconds later, I
explode deep in Marco's ass, his eyes get huge as he feels his first hot
cum inside him, on my second squirt he says 'fuck' quietly as his own cock
erupts all over his chest, a couple of squirts hitting his face. He looks
like he is going to pass out as his eyes roll back in his head.

"Oh Matt, oh my God"

"Marco I love you", I blurt out.

I have slowed my thrusts and then I stop them altogether. I pull out and
roll off him, utterly spent and exhausted, I can only imagine how worn out
he is and it isn't even 4PM yet. His smile is ear to ear and there is a
glow about him. He kisses me gently and says, "Thank you Matt. No matter
what happens with us in the future, this will always be one of my most
special moments ever and I am glad you were my first".


Marco's Story


I've been scanning the mall on the lookout for Evan and his parents. I am
so nervous, my throat is dry, I feel like everyone is going to see how
transparent this running into Evan is. There he is! Wow does he look
good.... Good enough to eat as my Mom always says. If only she knew I
intended to! I can't be the first to spot him.... C'mon Matt bud, help a
brotha out here... Look around you.

"Hey Evan!"  Matt calls out. Whew, finally

Not just Evan, but two other heads turn as well; that must be his
parents. Crap, I think I am starting to chub, I have to adjust before I
stand up. Some chit chat goes on that I barely hear. I am so busy checking
out Evan that I almost miss my cue as they turn to leave. I ask them for a
ride back to the hotel. I get a quizzical look from Matt, but he is silent
and I think Tony is just as glad to have me out from underfoot.

The Laufenberg's drop me off at the Residence Inn. I head up to Matt and
my's bedroom and turn on the TV. I wonder how Evan is going to get back
here? What will he tell his parents? Should I get naked? Strip down to my
boxers? Or let him peel me like a grape? I think we both know what is going
to happen when he gets here, but I decide to be dressed when he gets
here. Within about ten minutes there is a soft know on the door. I head
downstairs my mind a whirl, my emotions bouncing all over the place and a
rapidly hardening dick.

I open the door and there is Evan, beautiful, adorable Evan.

"Hey." I say.

"Hey. Evan says back.

Ah the glorious banter of l'amore! I close the door behind Evan, grab his
coat and pull him into a long, deep kiss. He looks stunned, but responds
passionately.

"Oh my God Evan, I've been wanting to do that since you first stepped out
of the shower last year."

"Yeah Marco, me too; I felt like a total creep for perving on an 8th
grader. I didn't know what to think when you asked for my email address."

I take his hand and led him upstairs to Matt and my's bedroom. I kick the
door to close it and it doesn't quite get there, but so what, it isn't like
anyone is going to barge in on us. Evan drops his coat on the floor joins
me on the bed. We pick up kissing where we left off downstairs. It gets
more passionate by the second. My hands are inside Evan's shirt and his are
inside mine. I lift off his shirt and he follows suit; pretty soon we are
completely naked, well not completely because we both have socks on. Why? I
dunno, it just happened that way.

We got busy quick once we were naked, we had over a year of pent up tension
in us. I was sucking that massive cock of Evan's, but he wouldn't let me
finish. Damn I wanted to taste his cum. Instead he sucks me off and I have
NO control so I blew a huge load down his throat. Now he wants me to fuck
him. Oh DAMN, I never even thought of that. I have NO IDEA what to do. I'll
really fuck this up. He talks me through the steps. It is weird putting my
finger in a guy's butt, but he seems to like it....  A LOT!

Now it is time to put my dick in him. I do what he tells me and it slips
right in. Oh my fucking..... what a feeling this is, oh shit I can't
believe this. I feel in control, dominant, like a man.

When I blow my load it is an amazing feeling; better than a blow job and
way better than a hand job, not that I would object to either mind
you. Evan and I lounge for a bit before showering off, but he has to go
back to join his parents. He says they really worry about his when he isn't
with them. The anxiety isn't so bad for them when he is at school, but it
is when he is home or travels with them.

I am laying there in the afterglow of my love making with Evan. I hear a
noise downstairs, someone is shouting. I go to the door in only a towel and
it is Matt by himself.

"Mmmatt, what are you doing here? Is the movie over?" I stammer

"Oh hell no, the movie is just starting right now probably. I decided I'd
rather spend more time at the Tattered Cover. You take a shower?"

"Um yeah, I was thinking it would help me relax."

"Well damn you look fine in a towel." He grins at me with a lecherous grin.

Fuck, that is hot. He starts to peel off his clothes and it occurs to me I
haven't really had a chance to stare at and examine Matt naked. I make him
pose for me and turn around so I can get an eyeful. Perfect. Just fucking
perfect. Ever since I saw him at state his senior year in wrestling I have
wanted him. I am pretty drained from Evan, but I know what I want now. I
want Matt in me. I want Matt to pop my cherry; not Evan, not Tom, just
Matt.

I'll never get hard again, but I want this man inside me like I have never
wanted anything in my life. We start out slow kissing, but soon I am pretty
worked up again. I drop the bombshell on Matt that I want him to fuck
me. He is against the idea at first because he thinks it'll hurt me. It
can't hurt THAT bad, I mean I slipped inside of Evan pretty easy and I am
as big as or bigger than Matt.

He tells me ok, but he also tells me how we are going to do it. I follow
his instructions and as he lies on his back I mount him. I feel his head
pressing at my hole. I take a deep breath and force myself down on it. Oh
fuck it hurts, more than I thought, but it feels so good too. I slide all
the way down until I am sitting on top of Matt's pubes, Holy fucking shit,
I have Matt Kendrick's dick all the way inside of me; ever since I've had
sexual feelings I've wanted this! I start rocking, oh it feels so
amazing. I think I love Matt.

Matt puts us in a new position and tells me to let him know when I am close
so we can come together. I am on my back and he is making sweet love to me,
he is my whole world right now, there is nothing but him and me. I feel
myself getting close and I tell him. He pushes my legs back further, comes
off the bed and is drilling me now. Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, oh my
fucking shit this is incredible! I feel loved, dominated, like a boy
again. He tells me he is cumming, oooooooooooooh shiiiiiiiiit, unbelievable
I can FEEL his hot cum in me. Oh God my cock is exploding! I've never shot
this far before, it hit me in my face. THAT was incredible. I hope it is
that way every time.


Matt's Story


"C'mon Marco, let's go over to LoDo, I want to go back to the Tattered
Cover, I just came back here to get my big wallet (normally just carry a
little holder that has my drivers license, one credit card and my health
insurance card), there are some books I want to buy."

He agrees and we shower with minimal fooling around, Marco HAS to be sore,
he has cum like six times in less than a day, I don't doubt that at 15 he
has the ability to do more, but at 21 (22 on Monday) I am not sure I can
keep up.

We dress and start walking to the Tattered Cover at 16th and Wynkoop, we
get to the 16th Street Mall and I turn right instead of left to the
bookstore.

"Hey isn't the bookstore there?" Marco points.

"It is, but I have a better idea, I am thirsty," I lower my voice, "fucking
is hard work you know."

If Marco had a mouthful of beer he would have sprayed it out like you see
in comedy movies. We walk down the mall past a lot of cool place for drinks
including the Hard Rock Café and Brown's Palace as we turn to 17th Ave. We
walk about a block down 17th Ave. and I take Marco's hand in mine. He stops
and looks at me in shock and almost horror.

"Relax, we are among friends, look around you."

Marco looks around and it dawns on him there are other guys holding hands
too, then he sees the rainbow flags on businesses and businesses with the
name like Bump & Grind.

"Where are we Dorothy? He asks in amazement.

"Oh Marco, that is funnier than you know, remind me to tell you about
'friends of Dorothy'. We, my fine young friend who is a boy (a clever
variation on boy friend), are in North Capitol Hill, the heart of Denver's
gay community, ca'mere." I pull him into me and kiss him full on the lips,
in broad daylight, in public in the middle of a city block.

"Oh wow Matty, that is better than cumming I think, let's keep walking or
I'll start crying."

I squeeze his hand and keep walking down the street to Hamburger Mary's
where we go in to get a drink and some desert. A totally hot waiter with a
name tag that says Dillan comes to take our order and openly and brazenly
flirts with the both of us.

"Matt, this is so, so cool, we can like totally be open here, let's move!"
he declares suddenly and passionately.

"Life isn't that simple my luv, you have high school to complete, you have
other guys to date, you have state wrestling championships to win. There is
a lot of life for you to live before moving to a gay ghetto, but it is fun
to come in once in a while and pretend we could live this way anyplace in
the country."

"It's not fair!" Marco declares passionately, if a little too loud and then
realizes he did and looks around sheepishly with a grin.

"Marco, how many times have you heard me say, 'life isn't fair'? You are
going to experience unfairness at school, in work, in wrestling, everyplace
you go, even here. These bitches here will love you and me because we are
young, thin and beautiful, but let a guy who isju too old or too fat walk
in, or an old guy with a young Asian guy or just a young guy in general and
you see the judgmental kitty claws come out."

"Yeah, yeah, all I hear from Pops is 'life isn't fair kid, get used to
it.'" Marco says as he mimics his dad.

"Ha, ha Tony Sr. is a wise man."

We banter some more and hold hands over the table, just because we
can. Anyone looking at us would just see a happy, young gay couple, which
at that point we were. All too soon though we have to head back to the real
world because it is getting later and Blake and Tony will be coming back
from the movie soon. Marco and I hold hands down 17th Ave until we almost
got to the Brown's Palace and then reluctantly I drop Marco's hand.

"We aren't in Oz anymore Toto," I say.

I explain to Marco how ironic his "Dorothy" comment was because of Judy
Garland having been a gay icon like Madonna is now and that back in the
day, when it was really hard to be openly gay, to find out if someone else
was gay you'd ask if they were a 'friend of Dorothy'.

We stroll back to the Residence Inn and Blake and Tony are there and they
are already a beer up on Marco and I. We decide to head to the Hard Rock
for over-priced burgers and loud music, but hey, we can also pay way too
much for a t-shirt there too so it is too hard to resist. We walk a bit on
the 16th Street Mall, checking out babes and all that. Marco and I are
pretty amused by the whole thing. I am tired though, it has been a long
day, we have a big day tomorrow including a drive back to Cheyenne so I
tell the guys it is time to head back and I surprisingly don't get any
arguments from Blake or Tony, I know Marco has no objection to crawling
into bed, sooner rather than later.

We get back to the hotel, Marco and I head upstairs immediately after I
grab a couple of beers and Tony and Blake decide to stay up and watch TV
for a bit. Marco and I get ready for bed after we down the beers. I am in
my boxers, but I drop them before I get in to bed, Marco grins and
enthusiastically rips his down and slips in naked on the other side of the
bed.

He slides up next to me and cuddles with me and lays his head on my chest.

"Thanks Matty for this weekend, it has been so perfect for me. I wish we
could live like it was in North Capitol Hill every day."

"No, thank YOU Marco, this weekend is helping me figure out who I am. I am
so jealous you know who you are already. I love you little man, always and
forever. It make not work out for us like we want, but I will always love
you no matter what."

Marco is silent for a bit, then I feel water on my chest, Marco has tears
running onto my chest, I reach up and wipe them away,"

"I love you too Matt, I have for a couple of years, but never more than
today."

Marco, my first real love, squeezes me tight and we drift off to sleep.


End of Chapter Eight


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