Date: Tue, 17 Apr 2012 00:50:32 -0500 From: anonymous <dirtygaystories@gmail.com> Subject: Heavenly Mid-Life Crisis - Part 2 Heavenly Mid-Life Crisis by DirtyGayStories Chapter 2 Hey all - just checking to see if anyone is reading this story. Please do drop a quick email if you like it -- my motivation to write and submit is hearing from fans! Open to ideas and suggestions for future chapters. email: dirtygaystories@gmail.com *** For the next few days, Nick felt a tremendous sense of guilt and excitement. On one hand, his betrayal of Martin was inexcusable. But he knew he could never admit to his partner what happened. Cheating was one thing -- but fucking a high school kid? Martin would leave him no matter what, though. On the other hand, Nick knew that it wouldn't be the last and only time he screwed Andy. The fuck was the hottest, most amazing sexual experience of his life. Not only was the teenager everything he fantasized about in a bottom boy, but Andy's pure -- almost fanatical -- need for sex was unlike anything Nick had ever encountered. The boy was desperate for his little ass to be violated by a huge cock, to take whatever sexual punishment Nick wanted to throw at him. He'd never fucked a bitchboy who was so in tune to his needs, so eager to serve him and his cock. And the element of danger was icing on the cake. Nick had never done anything so risky before and didn't realize how much it turned him on! There was no way he could give up the boy now, and give up more mindblowing fucks like that. *** A few days after the encounter, as he was preparing breakfast, Martin turned to look at the daydreaming Nick. "Hey big guy -- don't forget the kids are coming over on Friday night." "The kids" were the Gay Straight Alliance members at Martin's school. Martin worked as an English teacher at the local high school and also moderated the school's GSA. Every year, Martin invited the students over for a pizza pool party towards the end of the year. Martin and he usually chaperoned along with a few of Martin's coworkers. "Ok, hon. No problem." *** When Friday night rolled around, Martin was busy fretting about, setting up food tables and putting up final decorations as the students started to arrive. They were expecting between 30 and 40 students. Nick was already in his swim trunks as he answered the door and ushered the teens inside. After the party was well underway, the doorbell rang and Nick answered it. His blood ran cold as he saw Andy standing on his doorstep. The boy was wearing a feloniously tiny pair of speedo briefs, a pair of flip-flops, and little orange "floaties" around both arms. Fortunately, Andy seemed just as shocked as him. "Nick?" "Andy? What the fuck...?" "I'm here for the pool party...? Holy shit! Oh my God! Are you married to Mr. Jensen!?" "Holy shit, Andy! Andy -- you CAN NOT say anything to anyone! You can't even act like you know me! Shit, Andy -- please!" The boy laughed. "Don't worry, Mr. Muscles. I am VERY discreet. You have nothing to worry about -- seriously!" Despite Andy's assurances, Nick felt sick to his stomach. Shortly after showing the boy to the back pool, he pulled Martin aside. He didn't want to be anywhere near Andy that night. "I'm really sorry, babe, but I am feeling like shit. I think I need to go lie down." "Aww, no problem, hon. We should have enough adults around to help out. You go rest." Just then Martin's eyes glanced over at the pool, where Andy was exaggeratedly swan diving into the deep end. "Oh, shit, he's here. I was hoping he wouldn't come." "Huh? Who?" "That boy over there. His name is Andrew Wells. He has major behavioral problems and is constantly getting in trouble at school. Most of the kids can't stand him, and frankly neither can most of the faculty. He is out of control. We recommended him for counseling for all of the shit he's pulled." "L-like what?" "Well, for starter's, he's just incredibly sexually inappropriate. Especially with the adult male faculty. He says and does things that make the male teachers very uncomfortable, and there are rumors that he's fairly sexually active." "Really? But he's so young." "Well, we only hear it from the other students, but I wouldn't be surprised. He supposedly likes to sleep around with older men he meets around town. Whoever they are, they should be ashamed of themselves, taking advantage of an unstable boy like that." "Well, what else is wrong with him?" "He's just very impulsive, disruptive, manipulative. Never thinks about the consequences of any of his actions. He gets emotional very easily and says whatever's on his mind. I mean, he's not dangerous or anything, but he's more than a handful. I'll be glad when he graduates next month." With these thoughts swirling in his head, Nick went into his bedroom and laid down. About 20 minutes later, he heard a soft knock at the door. Knowing who it was, he still opened the door. The boy looked amazing in his little wet swimtrunks. "I want you to fuck me in the bed you fuck Mr. Jensen." "Andy, this is insane. Martin is right outside! He could come looking for you at any moment!" "He's too busy -- there are a ton of kids out there -- he has his hands full. Now I want to get my hands full..." The boy pushed his way inside and slammed the door behind him. He locked the door and then turned to look at Nick. "Andy, please... You have to go..." The boy grinned wickedly. Slowly, seductively, he began pulling his swimsuit down his lithe legs. Andy's big boycock was rock hard and a thin thread of precum drooled out of the tip. The long strand then dripped slowly to the floor. It was the first time Nick had seen the boy gloriously naked in the light of day. The teen was breathtaking -- the man couldn't believe a human being could be made as perfect and as radiantly gorgeous as this 18-year-old blond angel. Every inch of Andy's young body was innocent, unspoiled beauty. But Nick knew better. This boy's body was made for sex. For pleasing hung men like him. Nick's dick was so hard it hurt. He started to pull down his own swim trunks, freeing his huge, angry erection for the boy's inspection. "Oh God, get over here, baby. We'll need to make it quick." "Yay!" Andy squealed. Within seconds, Nick had bent the boy over the bed and was feasting -- glutting -- on the teen's hot little asshole. It was the most delicious boycunt Nick had ever tasted. He rubbed his beaded face up and down the velvety smooth crack, causing the boy to moan and squirm. "Oh God!" Andy hissed. "Eat my pussy! Oh I love getting my hole licked! Oh God, you're sooo good! Does it taste good?" Nick spat on the hole and pushed his face in harder, sucking on the delicate little orifice before shoving his tongue all the way inside. Andy's flawless boybutt was beyond amazing -- he could eat it every day, morning, noon, and night. The man laved his tongue up and down the satiny crack several times before nibbling on the pucker with his teeth. Nick wanted to keep rimming the boy's sweet ass, but knew they didn't have much time. He grabbed the boy and pushed him up onto the bed. Andy got onto his hands and knees and bent forward, sticking his little fanny up in the air and waving it in Nick's face. The man crawled up behind him and shoved the boy's head down hard, so that it was pushed against the mattress. Andy's spectacular twink ass was still raised, at the perfect level for his cock. "Ooohhhh God!" Andy whined. "Fuck it hard! Rape me, Nick! Rape my little cunt in Mr. Jensen's bed!" Nick couldn't hold back. In one brutally cruel lunge, he slammed the whole length of his hog into the begging teen hole. He was prepared for the boy's joyful scream, roughly wrapping his palm around the boy's mouth. Andy whined and cried as the older man fucked into him like jackhammer. At one point, Nick got up on his feet and crouched down atop the boy, piledriving his prick into the insanely tight boyhole. He could sense when his ramming dick was about to push the boy over the edge. As soon as Andy began spewing, he caught the cum in his hand and pushed the gooey mess into the teen's mouth. He couldn't leave any evidence on their sheets! The boy greedily lapped it up. Within 10 minutes, the pressure in Nick's nuts was unbearable. It was time to unload. He ripped his cock from Andy's clutching butthole and flipped the boy over. The teen was already anticipating his next move. "Oh God -- yeah! Blow it on my face! Shoot your cum all over my pretty face!" Nick gasped as what felt like a gallon of semen erupted out of his throbbing organ, the long strings of ejaculate flinging onto Andy's gorgeous face -- the boy's nose, his lips, his open mouth, his hair, his eyes. As the last ropes of sperm dripped out, Nick shoved the cockhead into the blond's mouth, letting the boy suck on it like a lollipop. Exhausted, Nick fell onto the bed next to Andy. He looked over at the cute boy and couldn't help laughing. Andy looked like a frosted donut. "God, you come a lot!" The boy giggled. "Well, don't let any of it go to waste, baby. Here." Nick began running his fingers through the cum on Andy's face, bringing the warm, sticky goo to the boy's open mouth. "Eat it all up. That's a good boy. It'll help you grow big and strong." "You're insane..." The boy chuckled. "Well, we're supposed to be crazy together..." *** To be continued...? Please send any comments, suggestions, or constructive criticism to dirtygaystories@gmail.com