Date: Tue, 8 Jul 2014 18:32:54 -0700
From: Jon Hold <jonhold@earthlink.net>
Subject: He Was Hard v.1

He Was Hard v. 1
by Jon Hold
 Copyright ©2014 by the author


Preface: Sorry about the ending folks. The devil made me do it! I've always
wanted to, but I managed to resist until old fork-tail twisted my arm.


He was hard and mean looking. Tomi watched the kid out of the corner of his
eye. He wasn't all that much bigger than Tomi, but he was seriously built
compared to Tomi's much lighter swimmers build. He was also flaunting a
boner that had to be at least twice the size, maybe three times the size of
anything Tomi could produce.

"What's the matter, faggot? Ya wanna suck this?" the kid laughed. Arching
his loins towards Tomi and wagging his dick back and forth.

Tomi eyeballed the kid. "Yeah. But not here. Ya wanna come home with me?"

Sharp's eyes about bugged out. "What the fuck? You mean you wanna suck my
cock?"

"Sure."

"Are you nuts?"

"No. Not really. Why do you ask?"

"Look dummy. I don't know where you're from, but around here you talk like
that people are going to think you're a cocksucker."

"But—I am."

This was way more than Sharp could believe. "Are you pulling my leg?"

"No. You're good enough looking. You seem to be healthy. You've got a great
dick, and I like your tough attitude. You turn me on. Why shouldn't I want
to suck your dick?"

"Because everyone will think you're a faggot!"

"But..."

Sharp held up his hand, "Yeah, I know. But you are a faggot."

"Well, if you knew that, why did you ask?

Sharp finally realized that the new kid wasn't bullshitting. He was a
faggot and he did want to suck Sharp's dick. Cautiously, expecting some
sort of trap, the street-wise street-tough questioned Tomi as they dried
off and got dressed. They had been kept after class by the coach and were
the last to leave the gym on a Friday afternoon. Taking the back-ways where
they were less likely to be noticed, Sharp guided Tomi towards an
improbable address on 5th Street, all the while asking questions and
shaking his head at some of the answers he was getting.

Tomi suddenly stopped. "This is where I live."

"No fucking way!"

Tomi just grinned and walked up the carpeted stairs, waiving at the
doorman. At the top he turned and called out, "Well, aren't you coming?"

Shaking his head in disbelief, Sharp ran up the steps and followed Tomi to
an elevator set into a little alcove to the left of the other
elevators. Tomi fished out a key hung from a chain around his neck that fit
the lock where the call button should have been. The door opened
immediately and the boys entered. There was only one button on the control
panel. Tomi pushed it and Sharp just stood there, mouth hanging open,
shaking his head. The elevator door opened directly into the living room of
an obviously plush penthouse.

"OK, wise ass. Who are you and what are you trying to pull?"

Tomi laughed. "It's not me Sharp. It's my Dad. He's the Ambassador from
Saphere. He want's me to attend a public school so that I can tell him how
Americans are educated."

"No Shit!?"

"No Shit! Wanna see my room?"

"Yeah!"

The boys ran through the ornate living area, followed by the built-in
camera system being watched by his father and operated by Steel, his
father's main bodyguard.

"What do you think, Steel?"

Chuckling, the big man answered, "I think he's found another Grade A
prospect, Sir. Doesn't that boy of yours ever miss, Boss?"

A pleased chuckle came from deep in the chest of the blonde, blue-eyed,
handsome, well-built, and very naked Ambassador, "Not that I've ever known
about. That boy can spot a faggot in a room full of Baptist ministers."

"If there was one there, Sir, he probably could," the big guard laughed.

"There always is, Steel. There always is!"

Sharp was awed by Tomi's room. Every electronic game he ever heard of was
there. A huge widescreen wall mounted TV surmounted a pair of cabinets full
of stereo and TV electronics. A Macintosh computer was using a projection
LCD to put pictures of guys of all ages having sex alone and with each
other on a big empty wall. Tomi saw Sharp watching the pictures, "Well? You
ready for your blow job?"

Sharp whirled around. "You really wanna suck my dick?"

"Sure."

"Why?"

"Because you turn me on."

"Man! You are weird!!!" Sharp said, unfastening his pants.

Sharp no sooner bared his teenaged cock than Tomi was on his knees,
slurping hungrily at the stout boy-wand. Sharp slapped his face and told
him to be careful of his teeth. Tomi knew that his teeth had never even
come close to scraping Sharp's precious, but quietly accepted the boys need
to prove he was in charge. Sharp went about undressing, trying to act as if
nobody was hanging on his dick giving him an absolutely fantastic
blowjob. Completely naked except for a leather cord around his neck, Sharp
grabbed the sides of Tomi's head and started face-fucking the smaller boy.

"You like that cock, boy? You like having your face fucked by a stud, boy?
You like my big cock all the way down your throat? Huh? Huh? You want some
more cock, Boy? Want me to fuck a little harder? A little deeper? Want me
to fuck you stupid? Hahahahha! SUCK ME BITCH! SUCK MY NUTS DRY YOU
FAGGOT!!! YEAH! YEYAH! SUCK IT! SUCK IT!!! AHHHHHH, yeah. OH! Oh! Oh
yeah. Suck me, bitch. Swallow that fuckin' juice, Bitch. You waste any I'm
gonna beat your ass you fuckin' slut!"

Sharp poured explosive wads of cum down Tomi's fantastically milking
throat. Trembling, unable to stand because his knees wouldn't hold him up,
Sharp fell to the big, circular bed. Tomi followed him down, never losing
his grip or his suction or the deep throat action that was turning
post-orgasmic bliss into deep, nut-aching, need to fuck again without
pause. The street-tough boy had no choice. Grabbing his new buddies head he
put is dick to work fucking the kids eye-balls out. Slamming his tender
young pubes into the boys beardless face. Rolling all over the bed, fucking
in wild abandon for the first time in his
life. Thought-less. Mind-less. Totally instinctual coupling of the most
primitive sort. Lizard brain totally in control, the hard-bodied young man
fucked with a total need to dominate, control and impregnate.

Heavy balls banging off his chin and throat, Tomi hung on for all he was
worth and tried to suck cock the best he ever had while clinging as tightly
as possible to the total stud servicing him.

Cock swollen beyond all belief, nerves and brain overloaded, spastic
contractions wracking his tingling spine, Sharp pounded his cum down his
fantastic new friends throat as if it were the only chance he was ever
going to get to breed. Then colors turned to white and every muscle in his
body went rigid—except the throbbing muscle in his groin that was
pumping cum out through his dick into the most wonderful receptacle in the
world.

All Sharp could do was lay there, feebly trying to push Tomi off his now
super-sensitive cockhead while Tomi went right about doing whatever he
wanted to do, cleaning up Sharp's cock and balls, licking deep down into
the boys hot and sweaty groin, finally flipping Sharp over and, after a
couple of sharp slaps [you will, of course, excuse the pun] to loosen up
the boys buttcheeks, burying his nose into Sharp's savory butt. Sharp
screeched and held his butt up so Tomi could get his tongue even deeper
past Sharp's sphincter. Burying his face into a pillow so no one could see
that it was him, Sharp lifted his butt even higher and reached back with
both hands to hold his buttcheeks wide, giving Tomi every possible
assistance to rim his taut sphincter deeper and ever wider. Sobbing with
previously unknown lust, Sharp ground his winking hole against Tomi's wet
face, wondering if anything would ever make him feel this good, ever
again.. Tomi grinned to himself and wet his middle finger.

By the time Tomi led Sharp to join his dad and Sharp, his dad's servant,
for dinner, the teenager was a somewhat confused, but willing participant
in Tomi's sex games. He'd climbed off of Tomi's finger and cock-fucked the
boys ass into a juicy mess only to have the boy entice him into a second
and then a long-lasting third ass screwing. Sharp knew he was no midget in
the sex department, any number of girls having proven unable to take all
his hard meat, but this kid not only took everything Sharp had to offer,
but begged for more. Sharp discovered that he not only enjoyed fucking so
freely, but really liked the fact that Tomi didn't try to fuck with his
head the way all the girls did, thinking that he owed them something once
they'd let him touch their pussy's. Tomi just wanted to know if Sharp
wanted to fuck again, or would he rather take a shower.

Both men kissed Tomi and patted his butt before shaking Sharp's hand when
Tomi introduced him. Sharp was a little leery, Tomi having dressed them in
white bow-ties and a little flexible metal pouch held over their sex by a
woven cord around their waists and another that went right down the crack
of their asses. The men were wearing white ties and jockstraps, and didn't
pay any particular attention to the get-up the boys were in, so Sharp soon
relaxed and enjoyed the wine and good food.

Sharp was amazed by these people. Not only did Tomi fuck and suck totally
uninhibitedly, but their dinner table conversation was so far over his head
that they could have been speaking another language, which they did quite
casually. Sharp thought he recognized French and German, what was probably
Russian and a couple of others he didn't recognize at all. Sharp had seen
the names of people they talked about in the newspapers, and was vaguely
aware of some of the places they talked about. One thing he did notice
though was the bodyguards alert awareness of everything around him. Older
than Tomi's dad, the man was, nonetheless, pure stud! Sharp had never seen
anyone so totally masculine and obviously tough, built, fast and quietly
deadly, much less one who talked about ballet and music (as in opera) just
as easily as he talked about recent wars, insurrections and knock-down,
drag-out last-man-alive fights. In a word, Sharp was totally entranced by
Steel. The mans hard muscled body was covered with short stiff hairs that
had Sharp wondering what they would feel like against his body. Against his
will Sharp caught himself wondering, over and over, what it was that made
Steel's jock pouch bulge out that way.

Sharp laid on some pillows when they arranged themselves to watch the
news. He looked up later, hearing a noise over his head. Tomi had his Dad's
cock out of his pants and was bouncing on it, even after all the fucking
Sharp had given him earlier that day. Sharp boned up watching them and when
Steel motioned him over, Sharp felt compelled to do as the powerful man
request/commanded. Held to the broad chest, his mouth enveloped in a
sour-searching kiss, Sharp felt his cashé-sexé being quickly removed
and a dry finger probing his virgin pucker. He felt himself lifting and
spreading his legs as he was rolled to his back and not only couldn't stop
himself, but didn't want too. Never before had he been handled by a totally
masculine male. The epitome of masculinity that he had sought all his
life. And this wonder of manhood wanted HIM! Wanted Sharp. Wanted to join
with him and give him his essence. Share with him his manhood and his
power. Sharp sobbed as he felt the man mount him. Cried as he felt the
pressue of the first man he'd ever allowed to penetrate him. Moaned as a
huge male cock spread him wide and screamed his passion to the universe
when he was penetrated so completely that he knew he belonged to Steel, the
man who had always been hidden from him by his dreams.

Steel, recognizing the boys need, took charge of him and penetrated him and
male bonded him soul-to-soul. He needed a boy to give meaning to his
life. A boy to train and correct and teach how to be a man. This young
tough was ripe. Ripe to fall and spend his life behind bars. Ripe for the
right man to bring up into full manhood. Steel had no intention of wasting
this boys potential, or beauty. Topping the needy boy would be
easy. Topping him without breaking his spirit or turning him into a
nancy-pants would take a master. And Steel was such a master. He had
trained Tomi's father, and had helped his father train his favorite
grandson. A long list of other boys had been trained to be other men's
companions, but now Steel wanted a boy for himself. He wanted a young male
companion to bring meaning and happiness to his maturity. A boy he could
love and call son. A boy he could train to be the bodyguard of the
not-always-sensible Tomi. A boy to be family.

Tomi seemed to think Sharp could be that boy, and Steel was pretty sure he
was right (as always) when the street-tough kid totally surrendered his
ass-cherry—and himself to the powerful male on top of him. Steel grinned
and fucked Sharp so good that the boy would truly become a young man—and
be an integral part of their family.

Tomi looked at his grandfather and Sharp and grinned. Then he turned back
to his father, "You think Grandpa and Sharp are going to be OK?"

"I don't think either of them has a chance in hell of escaping! Now shut up
and fuck!"

Tomi eagerly complied.

And they all lived ecstatically forever after...


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Laws that forbid the carrying of arms...disarm only those who are neither
inclined nor determined to commit crimes. ... Such laws make things worse
for the assaulted and better for the assailants; they serve rather to
encourage than to prevent homicides, for an unarmed man may be attacked
with greater confidence than an armed man.
     ---Thomas Jefferson