Date: Tue, 6 Mar 2007 10:17:42 EST
From: INSILVA92@aol.com
Subject: Football Lad part 8

FOOTBALL LAD Part eight.

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 SAFE SEX.
As Dean twisted around on my body I pushed myself back up against the wall,
and Dean bent  his knees, giving me easy access to his hairless arse, balls and
his rigid, precum dripping cock. While Dean started suckling on my half-hard
cock I licked up and down his arse-crack poking at his little pink pucker with
my tongue, then forcing it inside his warm inviting hole. Dean groaned around
my stiffening cock. Reaching forwards I found Dean's little nipples and
pinched and squeezed them until they were hard, causing Dean to moan even louder.
Then I stuck the first two fingers of both hands into my mouth to coat them
with saliva, I pushed Dean's legs up and lowered him back down so that his
throbbing cock went into my mouth. As I started to suck his cock he reached back and
pulled his foreskin from over his knob to give me easier access. I poked a
finger from each hand into his hole, rapidly following up with the other two,
his channel was warm and moist.
I got a fucking/stretching motion going with my fingers and I started to suck
his beautiful little cock in earnest. Dean's moans got louder, but he didn't
stop working on my knob and shaft, he'd let go of his own cock, his foreskin
lodged behind his slight corona, and he now pulled my foreskin back as he
concentrated on tormenting my big knob. I couldn't help but get hard under his
expert ministrations, but I was sure I wouldn't be able to cum a fourth time.
Every time I sensed Dean was close to cumming I'd slip his cock from my mouth
and suck and chew on his big, hairless balls. I also made sure my fingers
kept away from his prostate, I wanted to work on his cock and balls for as long
as I could before he gave me his spunk. Eventually I replaced my fingers with
my thumbs so that I could massage Dean's beautiful, firm, hairless arse cheeks
while my thumbs worked on his hole.
Dean was so sexed up I wasn't surprised when his balls soon tightened, and
before I could slip his throbbing cock from my mouth again he groaned loudly and
his sweet boycum flooded my mouth. I sucked even harder as I started
swallowing his surprisingly large fifth load. His cumming made him work even harder on
my cock, but, although I was producing precum, I knew I couldn't cum a fourth
time in such a short period of time. So I sucked his bone dry then lifted him
up so that his softening cock flopped from my mouth. I eased his head off my
cock and turned him around so that we could French kiss for a while. Knowing
that Dean liked sore nipples I worked on them as we kissed until he asked me to
stop or they'd be too sore.
As we cuddled afterwards I asked him about the lad, Micky, who'd seemed very
possessive when I'd first seen them playing football. Dean told me that Micky
went to the same school, but was a year older. When Tim and John left school
Dean and Micky had got together after football practice one afternoon. But
Micky, although he'd kiss and cuddle, would only indulge in mutual masturbation,
and when Dean had offered to suck Micky's cock for him anyway Micky had
refused. Micky was also  very jealous of Dean going with anyone else. Dean wasn't too
happy with the situation but sometimes he was desperate to hold someone while
he was having sex, even if it was only mutual masturbation, so he put up with
it.
Finally I had to leave, so after another passionate snog I went after
promising to keep in touch via email and Dean telling me he'd expect me on Wednesday
sometime after 2 p.m. If his Mom's working hours changed he'd let me know.
I was exhausted when I got home and had a long soak in the bath imagining the
session I'd just had with Dean. I decided to phone an old friend and we
arranged to meet up for a meal and a drink to catch up on old times. We had a good
night, I didn't tell him about Dean exactly, I just said I'd met a guy
younger than myself and we'd had a great weekend together. I had far too much to
drink and when I got home I collapsed into bed dropping off to sleep immediately.
I overslept and didn't have time to check my email before rushing off to
work.
I had to do some shopping before I went home after work so it was after 3
when I finally opened my email. There was one from Dean which I opened first, I
was taken aback as I digested it. Dean had received an email from Mark on
Sunday evening. Apparently on Sunday afternoon, scribbled on the back of one of his
bookmarks which he hadn't used for ages, Mark had found an email address for
a classmate of Dean's. He'd got in touch and the boy remembered him and
willingly gave him Dean's new email address, so Mark and Dean had had a long
emailing session on Sunday night. Apparently Mark missed him and told Dean he still
loved him and that he'd do anything so that they could get back together. The
reason Dean's letter had been returned was that Gary had closed the house up
and he and Mark were now living in Estoril in Portugal, along with Gary's 16
year old Portuguese boyfriend Jose, who Gary had legally adopted with the help
of a Portuguese friend who was a lawyer.
When Dean told him about me Mark told him that he understood totally, he knew
what a voracious sexual appetite Dean had, and he hoped Dean hadn't expected
him to stay chaste either. There was other unimportant stuff and then Dean
said he'd be having email conversations every night with Mark and he hoped if I
understood that he wouldn't be able to give me a lot of his time. But he
emphasised that Wednesday was still on and he couldn't wait to have my big fat knob
force its way into his hole.
I didn't know what to think, or feel, my own feelings for Dean were growing
but I knew his age could cause problems. All in all I suppose I was happy for
Dean to be back in touch with Mark, but I had no idea where it would lead. We
exchanged emails Monday evening and Tuesday and on Wednesday Dean sent me one
in the morning telling me not to be late that afternoon. The back gate and back
door would be open and he'd be on the bed waiting for me and my big cock.
Dean also told me that he'd only had one wank Monday night while emailing Mark
and the same again Tuesday, so his big balls were full of cum for me. The last
time I'd cum was with Dean on Sunday afternoon.
Wednesday at work, I feigned a dental appointment and left half an hour
early. I drove home, showered, cleaned myself out, threw on shorts and a T-shirt
and rode my bike round to Dean's. By the time I got there, at 2:05, I had a
raging hard-on. After locking the back door I raced up the stairs calling Dean's
name. He was still in the bathroom, and he called out.
"Hi Paul, you're early, go into my bedroom and get ready, I'll only be a
couple of minutes."
I was naked in seconds; before getting on the bed I lifted the bed cover, the
rubber sheet was in place so it wouldn't matter if we made a mess. I noticed
a tub of Vaseline on the bedside table, the lid was off. I sat on the bed with
my back to the wall, my stiff, throbbing cock pointing towards the door, and
waited for my young lover. When Dean walked in he was naked of course, and his
5 inch cock was that stiff that his tight foreskin had peeled back and lodged
behind his bright red knob, which glistened with precum. His cock was so hard
it was quivering, he grinned his cheeky/sexy grin and threw himself into my
arms. We kissed passionately, our hands roaming over our bodies, when I
fingered Dean's nipples they were stiff already.
"I could hardly wait for you to get here Paul, I'm bursting to cum, will you
suck me off now, before we start properly?"
"Kneel in front of my face and I'll suck you off while I loosen up your hole.
"
As Dean knelt in front of me I wet my fingers with saliva then opened my
mouth wide. Dean pushed forwards and his hot little cock entered my mouth at the
same time as I shoved two fingers straight up his bum. Dean sighed and as I
started to suck on his cock he held my head and began to fuck my mouth. By the
time I had four fingers stretching his sphincter he was starting to gasp. Before
I could try and get two more fingers into his hole his grip tightened on my
head, he thrust forwards and his cock erupted in my mouth. Every time he shot
his sphincter would clamp down on my fingers. He came so much that I only just
managed to swallow all of his sweet tasting teenage spunk.
As we embraced we sank down onto the bed and kissed passionately. I'd saved
the last shot of Dean's cum and I pushed it into his mouth, he swallowed it
greedily. Our hot throbbing cocks were rubbing against each other. Dean broke the
kiss and stared at me, an evil glint in his eyes. he spoke hesitantly.
"Er, Paul, before you fuck me can I fuck you?"
I chuckled, I'd been expecting to have his fingers inside my hole, but his
beautiful 5 inch cock? that was an added bonus. I like getting fucked, but I
find thick cocks over 6 inches too uncomfortable, Dean's thin, 5 inch cock would
be just perfect for me. I smiled and ruffled his hair.
"Of course you can fuck me Dean, it'll be a treat having your beautiful cock
inside me. Do you want to do it now? I can feel that your cock's still hard.
How do you want to fuck me, which position?"
"Lying on your back like you did me, that way we can snog while were doing it.
"
As I was getting into position a thought struck me.
"Did you fuck Mark?"
Dean grinned.
"Mark let me fuck him on my thirteenth birthday, one of his presents to me."

His face dropped.
"I'd fucked him three times before Mom threw him out. I enjoyed fucking him,
but I prefer getting fucked."
He brightened up.
"Now I'm going to fuck you, this'll be the best sex session we've had. Now
pull your legs back and apart."
I did as I was told, Dean put his hands on my hairy arse-cheeks and pushed
them apart. He leant forwards and I shuddered as he started to lick my hairy
crack before he pushed his tongue into my hole. I was so turned on that after 2
or 3 minutes I gasped.
"Fuck me now Dean, I'm ready for you. Don't grease me up just spit on my
hole and on your cock, then shove it into me."
Dean lifted his head and spat out a couple of my arse-crack hairs then fished
a couple more from his mouth, he giggled.
"That's the only trouble with hairy men."
Then he spat on my hole, spat into his hand and wiped the saliva onto his
cock. He positioned his knob against my pucker, and held the backs of my thighs.
"Ready Paul?"
"Yes just push your cock all the way into me in one go."
Dean did as I asked and I grunted as his cock fucked all the way into me. It
felt good to have a throbbing cock back inside my body. Dean leaned forwards
and as he started to fuck me we kissed. His fucking got faster and harder and
after our teeth had banged against each other a couple of times we stopped
kissing and Dean concentrated on fucking me as hard and as fast as he could. The
pounding his knob was giving my sphincter was bringing me closer and closer to
cumming. Then Dean let go of one thigh and took hold of my cock and started
wanking it. That did it, with a loud "FUCK YES!" my first load since Sunday
shot from my cock in rapid spurts covering my hairy chest and heaving, hairy
belly. My sphincter was spasming around Dean's cock with a vice like grip. While I
was still cumming Dean forced his cock all the way into me and began to buck
his hips as I felt his second cum coating my insides. He exhaled and hissed.
"Yes, yes, yes!"
When he'd finished cumming he collapsed against my cum covered body, I
lowered my legs and wrapped them around him. I felt his cock plop from my hole, it
wasn't long enough to stay inside me, and there was a warm wet trickle of his
cum running down my hairy crack onto the bedcover. I pulled him up and Dean
started snogging me again, all the while rubbing his hairless body against my cum
covered hairy one. My cock had softened a bit but his had stiffened back up.
Dean broke the kiss and lapped up my cum as he licked his way down my body to
my cock. He took it into his mouth and he'd soon sucked and tongued it back to
hardness.
Dean sat back on his heels, he looked a right mess. There was cum around his
mouth and traces of cum glistening on his hairless body. There was also a
wicked gleam in his eyes.
"Now I've got you hard again you can fuck me!"

End of part eight.

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