Date: Wed, 7 Feb 2007 03:30:18 EST
From: INSILVA92@aol.com
Subject: Football Lad part 5

THIS IS A GAY FANTASY IF IT IS ILLEGAL FOR YOU TO READ IT, FOR ANY REASON,
PLEASE LEAVE NOW. THE SEX WILL BE UNSAFE, IN REAL LIFE PLEASE PRACTICE SAF SEX.
Eventually we were both breathing fairly normally, Dean took my face in his
hands and we kissed tenderly. I could feel Dean's drying cum sticking our
bodies together we were a right mess. I don't know what state the bed cover was in,
but it must have been messy, what with our sweat, Dean's earlier precum and
my cum which was still trickling from his hole and down my sweaty arse crack..
I broke the kiss.
"Come on Dean, we'd better get cleaned up, and I bet your bed clothes are in
a right mess as well."
"Would you put your hand in my arse crack and cover up my hole Paul, to stop
any more of your cum seeping out as you carry me to the bathroom. Oh, and I
need to take the bed cover with us, like you said, it must be covered in cum."
I struggled to my feet as I scooped Dean up. I slipped my hand between Dean's
legs, and made him giggle as I slipped my hand into his sweaty, cum soaked
arse crack and easily pushed my thumb into his sticky loose hole. As I lifted
him from the bed he'd grabbed hold of the bed cover and pulled it off the bed,
bundling it up as he did so. I was surprised to see that there was a rubber
sheet under the bed cover. Dean saw me looking at it.
"Mark and me used to use it to keep the sheets clean, I found it in the loft
this morning when I was going through Mark's things; I thought it would come
in handy if we made a mess."
I chuckled and carried him into the bathroom. As we got to the bathroom Dean
threw the bed cover into the corner of the shower.
"I'll put it in the washing machine when we've showered, Mom won't think
anything, I do all my own washing anyway to help her out."
I removed my thumb and put Dean down, kneeling behind him I parted his arse
cheeks. I sucked on his hole and poked my tongue inside managing to get a last
mouthful of my spunk and Dean's body juices. When I stood up Dean turned to me
and we kissed tenderly tasting each others' mouths. We showered together and
I used the douche bottle to clean out Dean's insides. By the time we'd dried
each other off Dean was sporting half a hard on, and my cock wasn't fully
soft.
"We've got to have a talk Dean, tell you what, go and put the bed cover in
the washing machine, I'll clean the rubber sheet off, then we'll have a cuddle
while we talk. All right?"
"OK Paul, but you'll have to help me wring the bed cover out."
Between us we got most off the excess water from the bed cover. Dean kissed
me on the lips before he went downstairs, so I gave his cute, firm arse a
playful slap. I took a damp cloth into the bedroom, and I'd just got the rubber
sheet clean when Dean returned.
"Turn it over Paul and I'll put another cover on."
Job completed I lay down on my side, Dean lay beside me facing away, and he
spooned back until his bum was nestled against my cock, before I had chance to
speak he began to tell me his story.
Dean's Dad had left when he was 6, and to help his Mom out, so that she could
work, an older aunt baby-sat him. However, when he was 8 Mark had come to
live with them, he'd been going out with Dean's Mom for about six months. At the
time Mark was 20 and Dean's Mom was 27. Mark worked for a medical supplies
company, half his time on his PC at home, and the rest driving. This meant that
by arranging his hours he could baby-sit Dean when his Mom was working.
Dean and Mark hit it off straight away, Mark was a handsome, black haired,
six foot hunk, with a toned, hairy body which fascinated Dean, who was totally
hairless. Mark played football with him, took him swimming, helped him with his
homework, talked to him like an adult, and rapidly became the big brother
Dean had never had. When they were out together and Mark introduced Dean as his
son Dean's heart swelled and he felt really proud.
Mark worked out to keep himself trim with a set of plastic weights that you
filled with water to get the desired weight. Mark liked his own body and used
to parade around the house in just a pair of boxer shorts. Dean loved to watch
him and tried to imagine what his cock was like, it made a large bulge when
Mark was in his tight swimming trunks.
Dean knew about sex, there were two 14 year olds at school who used to suck
each other off behind the bike sheds at lunchtime. If they liked you they'd let
you watch, and sometimes they'd suck other boys off. They'd recently taken
to Dean, and one afternoon they'd took him into a toilet cubicle and let him
stroke their stiff cocks while they'd played with his, showing him how to toss
it off until he'd had his first dry-cum. He hadn't believed anything could
make him feel so good. He'd been fascinated when they then tossed each other off
and shot spunk from their stiff little cocks, licking the remains from each
others' sticky fingers. He'd also been allowed behind the bike sheds, and he'd
watched them sucking each other off three times up until now, even without
touching himself it made his little cock stiffen and tingle, especially when they
came into each others' mouths. After that Dean started to play with himself
every night in bed until he gave himself a dry orgasm, then he'd do it again in
the morning before he got up. The boys had explained that the more he did it
the sooner he'd make his own boy cum and the faster his cock would grow. He'd
started to think of Mark, and what Mark's cock looked like while he tossed
himself off, it made him feel sexier.
Mark seemed to know Dean was watching his body and, if Dean's Mom was out, he
started coming from a shower with nothing on, just a towel around his neck.
Dean was invariably in his bedroom with the door open doing his homework when
it happened. It gave him such a thrill to see Mark nude when he walked from
bathroom to bedroom. Dean could see his hairy body and always got a glimpse of
Mark's cock, bouncing between his hairy thighs, it looked huge even though it
was soft. Then Dean would admire Mark's muscular, hairy backside as Mark went
into the bedroom.
When Dean turned nine his Mom told Mark it was inappropriate to walk around
the house in just his underwear, so Mark started wearing a pair of jogging
pants, much to Dean's disappointment. But the minute Dean's Mom left for work the
first time after that, it was a night-shift, Mark went into Dean's bedroom
and asked him if his (Mark's) nakedness bothered Dean, blushing furiously Dean
told him no. So there and then Mark dropped his joggers and stepped out of
them. Dean had gasped as he looked up and down Mark's hairy body and at his
flaccid uncut cock, which was as big as the two boys at school were when theirs were
hard. Mark smiled and asked Dean if he'd like to go naked too, because he'd
like to admire Dean's body as well. Although his little cock had gone quite
stiff when Mark said he'd like to look at his body too Dean nodded, blushed, and
dropped his jeans and pulled his T-shirt off. In a squeaky voice, and still
blushing furiously, Dean apologised for having a woody. Mark told him not to
worry, at his age he'd have a hard-on nearly all day. Mark said that, if Dean
wanted to, they could always go around the house in the nude when no one else
was there, but Dean must never tell anyone about it, Dean quickly agreed.
Dean was desperate to touch Mark's cock which looked a little thicker and a
little stiffer than when he'd first dropped his joggers, but Mark seemed more
interested in getting Dean to do some exercises. He told Dean he'd show him
some exercises that would tone his body, but not overdevelop it. They did
exercises for an hour and Dean was exhausted; his cock had shrivelled away, but he
noticed that Mark's was still a bit longer and thicker than normal. Mark sent
him for a shower, then joined him after a couple of minutes, nearly catching
Dean, who had got his little cock hard, and was furiously wanking it.
I'll let Dean continue his story in his own words.
Mark washed me all over, even gently rubbing my arse-crack, which tickled and
felt funny, causing  me to jump. Then he gently eased my foreskin back and
washed my knob, I let out a loud long moan of pleasure.
"It sounds as if you like having someone play with your cock Dean."
"It feels great Mark," I answered, my voice squeaky and hoarse at the same
time.
"A couple of lads at school have felt it, and I've felt theirs, I enjoyed it.
" I hesitated.
"They wanked me off to a .. er .. dry-cum, it felt wonderful, then I watched
them toss each other off until they spunked." I hesitated again.
"Mark can I see your cock, and maybe feel it?"
"Well, so far we've done nothing really wrong, but if you want me to
continue it must be our secret; you can't tell anyone else about what we're doing."
"I won't tell anybody Mark, honest. I love having you as my step-dad and I
love your body, and I'm dying to feel your cock," I hesitated again, "and
maybe see it cum."
Mark stared deeply into my eyes, a strange expression on his face, he held my
head in his hands, then bent down and kissed me gently, briefly, on the lips.
His voice was husky when he spoke.
"OK Dean, let's dry off and go into your room."
We dried each other off and my little cock was as stiff as it had ever been,
I suppose it was about 2 ½ inches long then. We went into my bedroom and Mark
lay on his back across my double bed.
"Get on top of me facing my feet, I'm going to make you feel good, and you
can play with my cock."
I did as he said and Mark pulled me back until his head was between my thighs
just below my bum. He started to kiss and caress the tops of my thighs and I
shuddered in delight as his kisses moved onto my bum. I reached out and took
hold of his cock with both hands. It felt warm and rubbery, and silky, I began
to squeeze and watched in amazement as it started to grow. When it was hard
and stiff in my hands it was over 7 inches long and, to my eyes, very thick. My
breathing was ragged, and then I gasped; Mark had lifted my legs, pulling me
further back, and I felt his warm, moist mouth engulf my little cock and balls.
It felt wonderful, his tongue was everywhere, and then he started to suck! I
was in heaven. Then my body stiffened, my heart pounded, and I had the best
dry-cum I'd ever had, I almost passed out from the pleasure I felt.
"OH MARK!" I panted, "that felt great."
Mark mumbled something, but kept on tonguing and sucking my cock and balls, I
think I was even stiffer than before and my body was quivering with pleasure.
I'd stopped playing with Mark's cock as I'd dry orgasmed, the sensations
were that intense, but now I wanted to see him cum. I remembered how the boys at
school had shown me how to wank a cock and I started to wank Mark's, of course
it was so much bigger than the boys' cocks at school that I had to use both
hands. It was very stiff and throbbing, it felt like a rod of steel coated in
silk. Mark was leaking a lot of precum which made it easy for me to move his
foreskin back and forth over his slightly flared knob. Mark must have been
really worked up because his moans around my cock got louder, then he arched his
back and a rope of thick cum shot into the air, Mark fucked up into my fists and
another rope followed the first. His cum went up into the air, landing back
onto his quivering belly. Mark shot five times, the last bubbled from his cock
slit and ran over my hands.
All the time Mark's clever mouth and tongue were working away at my cock and
balls until I stiffened and had another dry-cum, just as intense as the first.
As I lay stretched out on Mark's body I could feel our hearts hammering away.
Mark was gently suckling on my cock, it still hadn't gone down, and I was
still holding his softening cock. I looked at my cum covered fingers and had an
idea; I lifted one hand to my mouth and tentively licked up some of Mark's cum.
I liked the sharp, salty taste, and I'd soon cleaned my one hand and started
on the other. Mark had taken his mouth off my cock and balls and was staring
down our bodies.
"Are you eating my cum Dean?" he sounded surprised.
I blushed and stammered.
"Er, er, yes, is it wrong?"
Mark's laughter filled my room.
"No Dean, it's not wrong, it's good, I just thought that I'd have to teach
you how to do it, that's all. It seems to me you're a natural born cum lover,
like I was at your age. I think we're going to have some great times together.
"
End of part five.
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