Date: Fri, 15 Dec 2006 10:13:21 EST
From: INSILVA92@aol.com
Subject: Football Lad part two

We snogged for several minutes, Dean writhing on my body and me fondling his
muscled arse-cheeks. Eventually I felt Dean's cock growing hard again against
my belly, my own cock was stirring too, so I decided if I was going to ask
about his greased up arsehole I'd better be quick before we got carried away with
the sex. I was intrigued as to whether or not Dean would be able to take my
extra wide knob up his hole, let alone all of my thick cock. I broke the kiss,
pushed him back by his shoulders and looked into his beautiful green eyes.
"Dean, why is your arsehole greased up?"
He blushed and hummed and hawed before he finally answered.
"Don't think bad of me Paul, but I've been desperate to have someone give me
a good fucking. Micky's OK, but his cock is only half an inch longer than
mine, and about the same thickness; and he's no sooner stuffed his cock up my bum
and done about 6 strokes when he cums!" He paused. "So after the match I was
going to go to the park cottage and see if I could find a guy with a bigger
cock to fuck me. I've done it a few times before and had a great time."
He dropped his eyes and looked ashamed. I pushed Dean off me and sat up.
"You shouldn't do stuff like that Dean, you never know who you might meet,
or what trouble you could get into. Is that why you came on to me so strong in
the park? Because you've picked men up in the cottage?"
Dean half smiled.
"No, hang on." He said.
Dean climbed off the bed and went to his desk, he opened a drawer and took
out a photo, he came and sat by me and handed it to me as he put an arm around
my shoulder and squeezed.
"That's me and Mark in Spain two years ago for my tw, sorry, fourteenth
birthday, you could be his brother you're so alike. That's why I picked you up."
I looked at the photo; Mark was standing with his arm around Dean's shoulder,
his hand resting on one of Dean's nipples. Dean had his arm around Mark,
about bum level, but I didn't see his hand on the other side of Mark's body. They
were both grinning sexily at the camera. They were by a small swimming pool
in the garden of a villa. Mark did look a lot like me, probably a little taller
and slightly heavier, but about as hairy. I looked closer. They were both
wearing very tight white swimming trunks and I could clearly see the outline of
Mark's cock running across his body, hardly contained by the skimpy trunks. Mark
's cock was obviously hard and a good size. I stared hard at Dean's trunks
and I could see what must have been a little boner pointing up his belly!
"Your Mom took this!" I asked incredulously.
Dean laughed out loud. "No way, Mark's best friend Gary took it, well a lot
of photos actually and downloaded them onto his computer, he sent me copies on
a disc. The holiday was Mark's birthday present for me, Mom couldn't get
away, there was a lot of overtime going."
"So you were on holiday in Spain with two older guys?"
"Yeah, Gary has a villa in Vera, in Almeria. It's really nice, and the
garden is seclude, no one can see into it."
"How old is Gary then?"
"He's ten years older than Mark. Mark lives with him there at the moment."
I didn't know what to think, had Dean been having sex with Mark? Maybe even
sex with Mark and Gary? It certainly looked like it, but, before I could think
of what to say, Dean spoke.
"Hey Paul, I really don't want to talk about Mark and things just now. When
we get to know each other better I'll tell you everything, OK? I mean you will
have sex with me again after today, won't you? I like you very much, and I
bet I'll like you even more when you stick this big fat cock up my bum!"
Dean grabbed hold of my half hard cock as he finished speaking, he squeezed
it, then started to toss it. I suppose what he had or hadn't done with Mark was
none of my business I thought, and my need to stuff my cock up the lad's
beautiful little arsehole got the better of me.
"OK Dean, no more questions about you and Mark until the next time, I do want
to see you again. Now how do you want to try and take my cock?"
Dean gave a big sigh of relief and beamed at me as he let go of my now stiff
cock.
"Lie on your back and I'll sit on it."
"Don't you want me to loosen you up with my fingers first? I was going to
tongue you, but you're all greased up."
"Nah, I want to feel it force it's way through my ring piece and up my bum,
it's such a fantastic feeling when a big cock is forced up my hole; and you
can tongue my hole next time, that's a great feeling."
So he'd had tongues up his arsehole too! I lay back and watched as Dean knelt
on the bed and straddled my body facing me. He reached back and grabbed my
cock and positioned himself above it. He lowered his body slowly until my big
wide knob was against his tiny pucker. I watched as he closed his eyes and tried
to sit on my thick, throbbing cock. His face and neck flushed pink and he
started to sweat as he pushed harder and harder. His face neck and shoulders were
now bright red and his brow was covered in beads of sweat. He grimaced, eyes
screwed tightly shut, pushed down again and suddenly my knob broke through his
sphincter; Dean stopped pushing, his eyes flew open and he gasped for breath.
"Bloody hell Paul," he gasped, "that's one big thick knob. For a time there
I didn't think I was going to be able to take it!" then he grinned broadly, "
Now for the rest of it!"
I watched as his body sank slowly down as more of my throbbing cock
disappeared up his arsehole until his arse cheeks were on my pubes and he was sitting
on my lap. He wriggled about until his knees and thighs were stretched out
alongside my body; he was well and truly impaled on my cock. Putting his hands on
the bed to help him get leverage he started to ride up and down on my rigid
cock shaft. His eyes glazed over and a dreamy far-away look took over his face.
Dean was riding the whole length of my shaft from my knob to the base, he
emitted little grunts every time he pushed back down.
"Play with my nipples Paul!" he gasped.
So I reached up and started to rub and gently squeeze his small, but
prominent and already stiff, red nipples causing Dean to close his eyes and moan. Then
he hissed through clenched teeth.
"Harder, harder!"
I did as he asked and really squeezed them harder as I rubbed them between my
fingers and thumbs. Dean threw his head back and groaned loudly. He speeded
up his fucking of my cock, clenching and unclenching his sphincter around my
shaft. Then he began to twist about on my cock as he fucked himself, his legs
banging into my sides. By now we were both sweating profusely, and Dean was
fucking himself so wildly I had to let go of his nipples and grab his slippery
hips to steady him. His arse cheeks were banging against my balls which was
turning me on even more. Within minutes Dean ground his arse down onto my body and
clenched his sphincter real tight as he shouted out.
"YES, YES, .. I'm going to cum.!"
A long rope of cum shot up in the air between our straining bodies and Dean
continued to grind his arsehole around my cock as another long rope of young
cum flew into the air. Then I felt my cum bubbling through my tubes and I fucked
upwards into Dean's tight hole as I forced his lithe young body further down
onto my throbbing cock. I groaned out loud as I felt my hot cum start shooting
from my cock  and start coating Dean's insides. Dean produced a load of cum
yet again, I think he shot six times, the last time he shot I glanced down to
see his cum ooze from his cock slit and run down his cock shaft. I grabbed his
cock and squeezed and pulled, and more young cum oozed out over my fingers,
which I stuffed into my mouth. The rest of his young cum covered his chest and
belly and my chin and body, matting in my chest hair and trailing back to my
belly. I came about five times.
When we were both spent I lay back on the bed and Dean collapsed onto my
chest   and we lay there gasping for breath. My softening cock was just about
inside Dean's hole, held there by the tightness of Dean's sphincter just below my
big knob. I rubbed and fondled Dean's delectable arse cheeks as I nuzzled
into his neck kissing it. Dean responded by kissing me full on the lips.
"Oh Paul," he panted, "that was fantastic! I haven't felt that good for
ages. I love having your big fat cock up my arse, and in my mouth so that I can
eat your cum. I can't wait for the next time. I'd love to do some more stuff
now, but I have to get some shopping for Mom, sorry. So I suppose we'd better
get cleaned up?"
"That was great sex Dean, some of the best I've ever had, I definitely want
to have you again, but we'll take our time next time. And I'll clean you out
properly so that I can eat your hole out before I fuck you."
Dean smiled at me and kissed me again.
"Now to save making a mess I'm going to carry you to the bathroom while my
cock's still inside you. Hold me around the neck and as I stand try to lock
your legs around my body."
Dean threw his arms around my neck and I cupped an arse cheek in each hand
and manoeuvred us around. As I stood up, still holding Dean's arse cheeks, he
locked his legs around my body. I slowly and steadily walked him from the
bedroom; Dean pointed out the bathroom and I walked him in. Luckily there was a
large walk-in shower as well as a bath. When we were inside Dean unlocked his legs
and I lifted him off my cock. There was a wet plop and Dean gave a squishy
fart and giggled. I turned him around and noticed cum trickling down the backs
of his legs, thankfully his hole looked OK. I turned my attention to my cock,
there were a couple of streaks of Dean's shit, but nothing much. Dean noticed
and blushed slightly.
"Sorry Paul, I do try to clean myself out if I'm going to get fucked."
"That's OK, Dean, like I said, next time I'll clean you out properly before
we have sex. Now how do you work this shower?"
Dean turned the shower on and adjusted the temperature. While I cleaned my
cock he cleaned my chest, playing with my chest hair as he did so. When I was
clean I was just going to help Dean to clean himself when he groaned.
"What's the matter?" I asked concernedly.
"I think I've got to have a shit before I finish my shower, it sometimes
happens when I've been given a good fucking by a big, fat, juicy cock."
Not wanting to embarrass the lad I started to leave the shower.
"I'll take a towel into the bedroom to dry off, then I'll get dressed and
meet you downstairs, and we can arrange our next date, all right?"
"Thanks Paul, I am a bit self-conscious  about using the toilet in front of
people. There's a Coke in the fridge if you want one."
"No thanks Dean, I want to keep your taste in my mouth for as long as
possible. See you downstairs."
I closed the bathroom door behind me and dried off in the bedroom, then I
dressed. I looked at Dean's computer, I went to the desk and wrote my email
address on a scrap of paper for him. Although he was young he was very sexy, and I
definitely wanted sex with him again, maybe several more times, he really
turned me on. Picking up my bag I went downstairs. The door to the living room was
ajar, so I peeped in. There was a row of birthday cards on the mantelpiece so
I walked over and picked one up. It was for Mark's birthday, like he'd said,
but it was to a 14 year old! I panicked, I'd begun to fall for the lad, well
boy, even though people had told me that teens were a load of trouble, too
clingy. But they'd been talking about lads who were 16 or over! I went to the
bottom of the stairs and listened, the shower was still running. I left the house
as quickly and as quietly as I could and cycled home.
When I got home I suddenly remembered I'd written my email address out for
Dean. I switched my computer on and checked my emails; sure enough there was one
"ref Dean." I opened it; there were 3 rows of crying smileys, then 4 words:
YOU SAW THE CARDS?
Followed by another 3 rows of crying smileys. What was I to do?

THE END

Copyright 2006

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