Date: Sun, 5 Mar 2000 23:57:05 +0100
From: quin_le_har <quin_le_har@yahoo.com>
Subject: first-love-3

Dear Reader:

The following story is true. I shared it with some friends on the
nifty-chat and they encouraged me to share it with the readers of the
nifty-archive. Please to kind with me English is not my Mother tongue...

But wait, did the last installments have any mistakes in it? Hope not,
cause I have a proof-reader since I started to post the story. So blame all
grammar mistakes and missused words on him. His chat-name is Kodes, meet
him at the nifty-chat.

For comments to the story, mail to quin_le_har@yahoo.com.
Any comments are welcome.
If you don't have a e-mail account, or don't want to e-mail, come to the
nifty-chat, some authors are there from time to time.
It's a nice, warm and friendly chatroom. Come and see.

If you are not allowed to read a story about sex between a boy and man,
don't read it or don't get caught.

Back to the story:

It was afternoon, we were exhausted from the shower, but not too exhasuted to
play with our (second) best toy, the gocart. At first we unloaded the gocart
and the "burned" parts from the van, because the day was warm like the day
before, we worked in shorts, nothing more. Then Tino asked me to disassemble
the burned engine with him, to save the intact parts. A short time later I
wondered why we had showered, motor-grease was everywhere. sitting on the
floor of the garage we chose between the damaged and the intact parts of the
engine when a guy came in, same age as Tino but not as good looking as Tino was.
He decided to ignore me, at first and chitchatted with Tino. In his eyes, I
was only a kid who disturbed Tino and him.

"Do you think we could use that part again?" I asked eventually.

The strange guy became furious immediately, he yelled something crude with
many 4 letter words in it.

Tino didn't bother with the guy's yelling and took the engine-part from my hands, he
decided then we couldn't use it again because of some "microfractures" (I
didn't know that something like that exists, that time). Then he told the guy
he should leave, "we" had to work here. The guy was gone soon, when Tino asked
me why I hadn't defended myself.

"I guess, he is your boyfriend", I blurted out.

He said nothing.

The tears started to roll down my face, I was right the other guy was
Tinos boyfriend. Tino wanted to touch me, but I flinced.
He took my face in his hands (strong, motor-greased hands) and asked me:
"Why do you think he is my boyfriend, I don't have a boyfriend," then he
paused, "except you."

I was amazed by that comment, the tears continued to fall but now they were
tears of joy, Tino just didn't know that.

"What?!" he yelled, "is that wrong too?"

I sobbed something and tried to kiss him, but he backed away.

"You are all greasy, you should take a shower, I think." he said with a sly
grin.

I went to the house, but he stopped me, "Not there, in the square, and drop
those shorts." was his comment.

I was a good boy and did what he wanted (I still get goosebumps all over when I
think of that.)

It wasn't my first meeting with a gardening hose, but it was the first time I
learned how a streak of water can be used to massage the puckerhole...

When my body was clean he said "bend over"

I chose to let him surpise me and wondered what he had in mind.
The streak hit my crack and I yelped, it was so cold.
I felt Tino coming nearer and the pressure of the water increased, Tino
let it wander up and down my crack.

Then it was over the water slowed down and I heard Tino panting behind me.

"We have to get the gocart ready for the next weekend" he commanded.

"You have a sick mind, do you know that?", I asked.

I received a "I know" and a slap on my behind. I knew it wouldn't be more now,
so I gave in and we went back to the gocart.

We assembled a new engine that day from the intact parts of the burned one and
the replacement engine. The gocart was faster then, and Tino showed me a new
thing he got from a store, " it will keep the temperatures low" he explained.

It was late when the little machine was prepared for the next weekend, we were
tired but still horny, both of us.

We showered each on his own, fixed some dinner, not too much as I remember. He
decided it was bedtime then, so I went to prepare the couch for me and
received a strange look from Tino,

"What now?" I demanded to know.

I got an answer that meant his bed was big enough for two guys, especialy if
the guys are together.. so Tino and I went to his bed and stripped.

As always we slept nude, but I was still horny as hell and decided to suck
him awake (that would keep him from snoring I hope, in fact someone who is
sexually exhausted snores harder, believe me).

I took his limp cock in my mouth and sucked. He went hard and I had to release
some of that tasty cock. I wasn't able to take the whole cock that time also,
that bothered me but I tried and almost gagged as I did.

When he awoke he was almost near cumming, and moaned. I couldn't resist to
tease him slightly with my teeth, but a short time later he was cumming, like the
last time I sucked and swallowed, I discovered that it was much more then last
time, caused by the teasing I think.

"Didn't you have enough to the dinner?", he asked. "But wait, a growing boy
needs his protein shake every day." Tino smirked then.

His cock went limp again and I let it go, then cuddled me into his broad chest
and I was soon asleep in Tino's arms which were holding me tight.

TBC

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