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Date: 23 Sep 1994 16:37:02 -0400
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HOT FUN IN THE SUMMERTIME
by
Sean Kelley
It was a hot, muggy Friday evening and I decided to hit the malls
and check out the guys. I walked into the restroom and into the back
stall and an older guy followed me in. No sooner did he start feeling
my crotch the outer door opened and in walked this young, gorgeous kid
with brown hair and eyes, wearing a Batman shirt, white jeans and
Reeboks. Oh, was he hot! Dangerously handsome. He had that wide-eyed
innocent look. Sexy, rosy cheeks. Smoky brown eyes that were
intelligent and friendly but guarded. A smooth clean-etched jaw and
shy smile. His thick blond hair was parted on the side and neatly
trimmed. The older guy motioned for him to come into the stall.
"What? What do you want?"
"Come on in."
"Why?"
I noticed a nice bulge in his pants but I became nervous none the
less. I was wondering if he was gay. He looked at me and then at the
older guy and walked in. Quickly the door was latched and the older
guy proceeded to undo the kids jeans and the kid stopped him.
"I can do it."
He undid his jeans and pulled them down just below his balls and
out popped his impressive semi-hard cock. It was about 5 inches in
length and 2 inches in diameter. What a beauty. I had to suck that
piece of meat. Before I could react, the older guy was on his knees
and sucking like a starved baby. After a while I asked the guy to let
me suck no it and he pushed me away. What a pig.
Finally he let me taste the kids dick. I hungrily sucked on his
succulent piece of meat. I wanted to taste his cum. Grabbing his
asscheeks I pulled his cock deeper into my throat. I could feel his
cockhairs pressed against my nose.
Meanwhile the older guy is talking to the kid and trying to get
him to go home with him. Not wanting to be a cockblocker and sensing
that the kid was nervous, I reluctantly let go of my treat and decide
to leave. As I get up to leave I tell the kid "You are hot! I'd love
to please you." I turn to leave and he grabs my hand and said "You
want to go with us?"
"Yes!" I eagerly respond.
"Can you give me a ride home afterwards."
"No problem."
Outside the guy tells the kid, "You can ride with me."
Knowing that the guy doesn't want me around I said that I would
follow in my car. I walked away feeling that I'd never see the kid
again. Until he followed and said that he would go with me. The other
guy jumped in his car and zoomed away.
"What's with him?"
"He's pissed."
"Why?"
"He wanted you for himself."
"Oh." and the kid blushed.
"My name is Drew."
"Mine is Matthew. How old are you?"
"Twenty-three, you?"
"Fifteen."
I almost choked. As we settled in the car I said "Fifteen, you know
what kind of trouble I could get into?"
"Don't worry, I'll never tell. Anyplace we can go?"
"Nah, my brother is home."
"You want to go parking? I know a great spot."
"Let's go!"
Speeding to our destination; I find out that this is supposed to be
his first gay experience, which I felt was not totally true. Soon we
arrive at a secluded spot.
"You want to get in the back?" he asks.
"You bet."
In a flash he is over the seat and I am right behind him. Quickly
Matt pushes his jeans and underwear down to his ankles exposing a
thick, hard seven inch piece of prime beef; jutting out of his brown
pubic bush, begging for attention. I pull off my shorts and free my
cock and balls from the constraints of my jockstrap. My tongue licked
dryly at the dark, enormous head. The contact was electrifying. I
leaned in closer, licking at the cockslit and receiving a slippery gob
of tasty pre-cum. It coated the surface of my tongue, ending the
dryness I felt and caused me to salivate at the thought of his great
cock in my eager now-eager mouth. Suddenly, wanting his hot load, I
pulled on his nuts and suctioned the entire cockhead into my mouth
with a slurp so loud one could hear it outside the car.
He jabbed his hips at me, pushing his hot cock into my mouth. I
sucked with skill. I swallowed and drew the mammoth weapon more deeply
into my mouth until it penetrated my throat. As sexually excited as I
was at this moment, I was able to maintain a remarkable calm as I
sucked this incredible cock. He jabbed again and was in almost to the
very root. I swallowed and pressed my nose into his cockhair. I pulled
up, almost off the cock and sucked it back in to the hilt. Up and
almost off, and plunged again to the hilt. When I reached the top of
the third motion, I felt both his hands grab my head roughly and hold
tight.
"I don't want to cum yet. Can I stick it up your ass?"
For an answer I position my twitching asshole over his pulsating
pole. I tried to slowly lower myself onto his wet, glistening cock. As
I felt his huge cockhead press against the opening of my manpussy,
Matt grabbed me by the hips and pulled my ass down as he rammed his
cock into me. The pain was incredible. I quickly jumped off his cock.
"Easy! Just lay back and let me sit on it."
Ever so slowly I lower myself once again onto his thick cock. I
knew I could take it, but my asshole needed to stretch a to get
accustomed to the width. After what seemed like forever I could feel
Matt's cockhairs tickling my ass. We began a slow, rhythmic fuck. Up
and down. It was at least 85 degrees outside and in the car it seemed
like 100. We were both drenched in sweat. I could feel the sweat
trickling down my back and sliding between my asscrack providing
sufficient lubrication.
As if reading my mind the kid says "I know a better way to fuck.
Get on your back." I lay on my back and drape my legs over his
shoulders. Anxiously he impales his cock deep into my ass, literally
taking my breath away. He starts off with long deep strokes and
switches to short, fast strokes. I love it.
"Fuck me! Aaaahh! Oh yeah! Fuck my ass, baby. Fuck it good!"
Matt pulls all the way out and rams it home again, repeatedly. Oh,
what a feeling. What a fuck I was getting. He stopped his fucking to
catch his breath. It was hot. Sweat poured from his face onto mine.
His sweat drenched hair matted his forehead. How sweet, sexy and hot
he looked. He could fuck me anytime. He started fucking me in earnest.
Deep, fast, hard strokes. My dick was getting hard and the cum churned
in my balls as he rubbed my prostrate with immense cockstrokes. Then
he pulled out. My asshole felt the size of a quarter.
"Please don't stop. Fuck me, please! Fuck me!"
"It's too hot. I need a break and I want you to fuck me."
Matt tries to sit on my cock, but it wasn't hard enough. How
embarrassing. He tried everything to get me hard. But I just couldn't.
Call it the heat, nerves, cramped quarters...I don't know. I was
angry. I really wanted his sweet, young ass.
He was understanding though. He says "Let's go for a swim at the
Y, we can fuck later in the locker room. It's usually empty at this
time."
After getting dressed we are on the road again. The hot air
cooling our hot, sweaty bodies. We stop off at his house to get
swimming trunks. While waiting for him I think, "This can't be his
first gay experience, it can't be."
As we head to the "Y" I said, "Come on Matt. This is not your
first time, is it?"
"Yeah. Yes it is."
"Nah, no way."
"And why not?"
"'Cause you fuck too good. You really know how to use that weapon
of yours."
Silence.
"Look, I don't care one way or the other. As long as you let me
have it again."
Smile.
We arrive at the "Y" and find out that it's members only because
of the heat. Matt suggests that we cruise the T-room again and I
reluctantly agree. We are in the john talking and a middle aged, pudgy
guy walked in. I had seen him around and knew him to be gay. I guess
the kid got cold feet 'cause he walked out.
"Who is your friend?" the guy asked.
"Matthew."
"Is he gay?"
"Yes."
"Tell him to come back."
I go out and bring Matt back with me. I could not believe how fast
Matt was on his knees sucking greedily on the guys cock. What a
cocksucker. He sucked like an expert. Slurping hungrily on each
motion. I guess he was too much as the guy soon pulled his prick out
of Matt's mouth and shot stream after stream of hot cum onto Matt's
face. He zipped up and walked away. What a sight. Cum dripping off his
face. I rubbed the cum into his face with my fingers and kissed deeply
into his mouth. My cock was aching.
Before we can do anything, another guy walked in. He looked at us
and dropped his pants and Matt greedily inhaled his cock. Man was he
cock hungry. The kid had a hot mouth and loved to suck cock. He was
devouring the guys cock.
"Where did you find him?" the guy asked.
"I met him at the library." I lied.
"How old is he?"
"Thirteen."
I could see the guys facial expression abruptly change. From
pleasure to confusion.
"You gonna' cum yet?" Matt asked.
"No."
With all the skill and pressure Matt was applying he still
couldn't get the guy to cum. I think he was too nervous to cum. He
pulled out of Matt's mouth and zipped up.
He looked up at me with lustful, puppy dog eyes as if to say
"Please, let me suck your cock." I put my hands on the back of his
head and stroked his sweat drenched hair. He took in my cock with one
gulp. His nose nestled into my curly pubes. I slowly face fucked him.
Feeling my cock hit the back of his throat on
every thrust.
"You gonna' cum?"
"Soon. Why, do you want to take it?"
"Maybe."
Matt poured it on, sucking me with deep, fast, heavy, wet suction,
contracting his throat muscles and milking my cock.
"Take it all. Take it all down your fucking throat, cocksucker!"
I loved the feel of my cock massaging my tonsils as he clamped his
throat muscles around my aching fuckpole. My balls slapped against his
chin as I mouth-fucked him. His spit dripped down my shaft and soaked
my balls.
"Suck my cock! Keep sucking it! Oh yeah! Ummm...."
I could feel my body starting to tense, my head growing bigger,
expanding inside Matt's mouth and filling his mouth with throbbing hot
meat. My breath was coming faster and faster until my body began to
jerk frantically out of control.
"I'm cumming. Here it cums. I'm fucking cumming! Ohhhhh!" I yelled
as I pumped gallons of streaming, thick, creamy cum down his gullet.
Salvo after salvo of thick, creamy cum with the consistency of flooded
his throat, whitewashing his tonsils. He choked. He couldn't help it.
The onslaught of cum was too great. My jism ran out of his nose and
out of the corners of his mouth.
I leaned against the wall, utterly spent. After a while he got up
and cradled me in his arms and planted a sultry, cum-flavored kiss on
my lips.
"That was fucking great!" I whispered, nibbling at his earlobe and
now knowing that this was definitely not his first time.
Matt pushed me back against the wall and raped my mouth with his
tongue. I bore down on his lips with almost bruising pressure, and he
responded in kind. A simple kiss had become a contest of passions. We
parted with a gasp.
We sat outside on the benches for awhile. Neither of us saying
much. After awhile, Matt suggested that we got to the High school
parking lot which was very secluded as this was summer.
We found a neat hide-away in the rear of the school and as soon as
were out of the car Matt pulled down his underwear, exposing his
enormous cock. The head un-masked a raging cum-slit. His dick bobbed
and throbbed, begging for attention. I was on my knees, instantly. As
I covered his dickhead with my mouth, I rid him of the rest of his
clothes, taking in the sweet tasting pre-cum and working my way as far
down as I could, about three-fourths of the way. My saliva flowed down
the rest of his fuck-pole and disappeared into his pubes. Once I had
completely swallowed the enormous bulk of his fuck-pole, I held the
position, impaled on him. My throat felt stretched as it had never
been before. My fingers traveled up and down his thighs and felt the
taut band of muscles tense and flex.
I sucked on his hairless balls which were heavy with teenage cum
until he was moaning in ecstasy. After only a few forceful shoves he
shouted "Oh God, Shit. Fuck, I'm cumming!" and shot gobs and gobs of
creamy fuckjuice into my hot, moist mouth. His hot, bitter-sweet jizz
flowed down my throat, warming my entire body. I tried to capture all
the delicious juice, but couldn't. After he shot the bulk of his load,
I moved down his fuck-pole, slurping up as much as I could.
What a fuck-machine, his cock was still hard. I lovingly gave his
dick a final lick and reluctantly let it pop from my mouth. The palm
of my hand caressed the supple flesh of Matt's inner thigh and slid
underneath onto the damp softness of his firm, round buns. My hands
held his full, warm nutsac, rolling those enormous balls over the base
of his cock. While I sucked one of those plump nuts into my mouth, my
hand moved the other one around in its pouch, drawing lazy circles
with it halfway up his cockshaft and down onto his thigh.
My hands were gripping the sleek, spongy flesh of Matt's asscheeks
while my mouth fastened onto his dick, slurping noisily, tonguing all
of the fevered surface, sending shudders through his body. My tongue
explored his little cock-mouth, probing the narrow opening, thirsty to
suck up every crystalline drop of lube-juice that oozed from it.
I was doing some avid tongue work, feasting on every naked inch of
Matt's body. The silky hardness of his belly. The firm, pliant curves
of his hairless chest. I kissed the warmth of his lips, the dewy
freshness of his cheeks, the tender skin of his throat. The small
tufts of brown hair under his arms. His tiny boy-like nipples...he
responded eagerly to my every touch.
Matt's hands were busily tugging at my clothes all the while, till
he had me as naked as he was. He was pulling me on top of him,
writhing beneath me, fitting himself to contour of my body. The fire
of lust in his eyes transformed him entirely from a poised, distant
young man. He was now a whimpering, thrashing, needing animal, every
part of him begging for stimulation and starved for pleasure.
I tongued my way down Matt's body, nuzzled the damp curls of his
golden pubic hair, licked at the still-erect column of young manhood
and the crinkled skin of his balls, opening my lips and drawing one
slippery testicle into to my mouth to suck on it gently. Matt's
squirming showed me how much he enjoyed this so I sucked both balls
into my mouth and soon had him worked into a frenzy.
Releasing his nuts, I moved my lips over the moist meat of Matt's
inner thighs, playfully taking hunks of flesh in my teeth. Spreading
the willing youth's legs wider apart, I headed down the sweaty valley
between them, nibbling at Matt's most private places, at last reaching
the folds of his quivering man-pussy. At the first touch of my lips,
Matt flung his legs into the air offering me full access to him.
I brought my face in close to his boyish ass. It was so smooth and
clean I knew I wanted to devour every bit of it. Between the hairless
mounds of his pale cheeks, I saw the tiny pink rosette and my tongue
leaped out to taste it.
It was choice. As sweet and delicious as any I have ever eaten.
Matt groaned. It set me off more than I expected - the taste, the
smell of it - I cupped my lips around the little puckered opening,
dipped my tongue into it again and again to taste its funky nectar.
Rich and heady, it worked on me like a drug. Like a starving child, my
tongue went after his ass. With my hand bracing his legs just behind
his knees my mouth began devouring his ass. The more I licked the more
he seemed to want it.
I was spread out full length on the grass, resting on my elbows, my
face clamped into Matt's hot asshole, my hands fondling his upraised
thighs, pumping my cock into the ground. I could tell Matt loved it
from the way he bucked his little ass up and begged for more. He
panted and sighed louder as my tongue drilled deeper, thrilling him
with the willing intruder that probed his steamy depths. I was afraid
I was going to cum from the friction of my dick along the ground and
the expected pleasure of this young man's juicy butthole.
Finally, as if following a script, I slipped my finger into his
ass. Matt shook, his cock bobbing furiously against his belly, his
head lolling from side to side on the grass.
Knuckle by knuckle, I entered him until it was completely inside
him. As I wiggled it, he moaned even louder until it was and bounced
his hips against my hand as if he wanted even more finger in his ass.
I paused and looked up along Matt's panting, twisting body, past
the cum-laden nuts drawn nuts drawn up against the base of his swollen
cock, past the twin towers of his nipples rising and falling on his
heaving chest, at his lust-glazed eyes.
Matt wrenched himself away and rolled over. He flung himself face
down on the grass, offering me his ripe, pink hole for the taking. I
jabbed my finger into the tender opening and his ass bucked into the
air to meet my thrusts, his slim pelvis gyrating wantonly.
"Drew...Oh God...Drew...I need it...shove it in me! Deep! Fill me
up...FUCK ME...PLEASE!"
I squeezed the warm globes of his wriggling ass, filling my hands
with smooth, quivering flesh. My hands slid up his sleek, strong back
and around to cup his tits. As I kneaded those plates of tender young
muscle passionately, I lowered myself onto him, my chest coming down
onto his back. My cock descended and slid down into the crevice
between his cheeks.
Ready and dripping, my cock found his twitching hole and Matt
tensed as I began to pierce the tight entrance. His ass-lips strained
and stretched to let me in.
He was visibly in pain, panting and biting into his arm to muffle
his sobs, his eyes squinting tightly shut as beads of perspiration
suddenly dewed his forehead, as the slick ass-muscle tightened around
my rockhard tool.
"Oh Drew...fuck me!" he cried. A shout of pain erupted, shaking his
whole body, and then finally his sphincter gave way and I was inside
him. I was being drawn into him effortlessly, my shaft spreading the
soft, spongy walls of his boy-cunt. He groaned with pleasure and pain
as he swallowed me up, his hot, velvet sheath convulsing against the
friction of my pistoning cock, enveloping in irresistible warmth and
churning motion, welcoming me...begging me...enticing me into him
deeper and deeper. I fucked him slowly, with long, deep strokes. The
deeper I went, the better he seemed to like it. Needless to say, every
time my gut rammed against his soft, tender ass I almost shot my load.
Matt's tight, hot ass seemed to clamp itself onto my dick, trapping
me, clutching at me with inner muscular massage. I drove into him
relentlessly, unable to resist the wonderful sensations created by his
undulating warmth. All his reticence, his dignity, had been vaporized.
His boyish charm had turned to rapacious hunger sex-hunger. His young
body had become liquid fire and I was inflamed by the full revelation
of Matt's raw, naked lust.
"FUCK ME! SPLIT ME OPEN!" he spat in a horse lusty voice. He backed
into me as I plowed into him, his impaled ass fucking itself on my
steely-hard rod with increasing urgency. I was swept into the rhythm
of his needs, willingly sucked all the way into the whirlpool of his
hot body.
I was lost in the deep furnace of his greedy, grasping asshole. I
was in to the hilt. fucking him hard and he was begging for more. His
body like warm, living clay molding itself to me, anticipating my
desires...dancing around my every move...taunting me...one moment
sweet and submissive, the next elusive, belligerent, lost in blind and
selfish pleasure.
I twisted and flipped him over onto his back so I could see his
face. Matt threw his legs over my shoulders and arched up into me. I
slammed savagely into his hot, moist bunghole and his whole body
seemed to explode in a writhing, flailing mass of arms and legs as my
prick raked the tight little knot of his prostrate.
The animal grunts off his passion split the air and echoed from the
rocks. He clawed at my chest and heaved his lean hips up at me,
meeting my downward strokes, always wanting
more...faster...deeper...harder! Each lunge into Matt's convulsing
depths brought me closer to the edge. If I didn't take control of both
of us, it would be over too soon.
I started to evade him, to block his moves, I reared back, tore my
cock free of his greedy fuckhole and forced him to cool down. He
cursed and came at me, kissing me with wet, breathless pleading, his
fingernails digging into my buttocks.
When I thought he begged enough, I jammed my cock into him again. I
drilled him till I had him boiling hot again and pulled out, teasing
him with only the tip of my cock remaining lodged in his battered
butthole, making him moan pitifully and throwing his ass at me again,
its turbulent walls spasming, clinging, trying to suck me back in to
encircle my cock again. Every time I reduced him to cursing and
muttering, pleading to be fucked. I was on a power trip and I loved
every minute of the spectacle of Matt groveling like a junky begging
for a fix.
By now I felt like a stallion who could stay hard and go at it for
hours, not cumming until I willed myself to. No matter how desirable
this kid was, I knew I could outmaneuver him and bend his lust to fit
mine.
He pulled my face to him and bit my lip as he writhed around the
fuckpole that filled him. I was reaming his still tight hole slowly,
making him wait for it. Each time I started fucking him again, it took
us both a little higher. Sweet torture was what I was after... to
drive him almost to release and then leave him hanging.
He kept trying to match my rhythm, using his talented inner muscles
to tantalize my willful fuckstick, trying every move in his repertoire
to get me back under his control. But I was determined to outlast
him, to win.
I finally wore him down. Matt's eyes told me he had lost this
battle of wills, and his entire body relaxed and gave in to me. He
knew now that I didn't give a damn about how he wanted it. I was in it
for my pleasure too. Now he was mine to use, flowing, letting me take
my pleasure.
"Take it," I said. "You want me to fuck you hard, don't you!"
"Answer me, you cunt! That sweet little ass of yours is sucking up
my meat like a starving whore. What's the matter...not hard enough for
you?"
"Yes," he whimpered as tears rolled down his reddened cheeks.
I corkscrewed into him, drilling into the dark, throbbing labyrinth
of his insides. He told me in sobbing moans how much he needed it,
adding more fuel to the lust-flames that engulfed me.
"Unnggghhh..." he sputtered. "Fuck....FUUUCK ME..."
"Damn right! FUCK YOU, FUCK THE HELL OUT OF YOU!"
I was surprised by the raw anger I heard in those words that tore
from my throat with every violent slam into the kid. I was plowing
into him savagely, smashing his slim body into the ground, forcing his
knees into the dirt beside his head.
His swollen cock pulsated in the air between us as my pelvis
hammered into his fat balls. Every thrust brought a frantic spasm of
his stretched asshole.
I could feel the lips of that tender tunnel pulling hungrily at the
hair around the base of my cock, milking me, straining to swallow even
more of me into him. His arms clung to me frantically, his torso glued
to me with fucksweat, his teeth biting hard into my neck. As I pounded
that sweet boy-hole faster now it still caressed me, still tight, hot
and wet, still vibrating with need. He cried in abject delirium,
skewering himself again and again on my pumping cock.
For more that an hour I had my cock inside of him. I knew it
couldn't last forever, although I did everything in my power to make
it so.
As I felt the heat building in me I could feel it in him too as he
followed me to the top, his eyes closed, his pretty lips trembling,
the muscles drawn taut in his handsome young face. Panting and clawing
at me in uncontrollable fuck-fever, the sight of him was so exciting
that it took me over the edge.
The tidal wave started in my swollen balls.
"I'm gonna' cum!" I gasped. "Gonna' cum in that sweet little
ass...Ohhh, I'm cummming. Yeah, take it! Ohhhhh...OOOHHHH..."
Which triggered an answering climax in Matt.
"I'm gonna' cum, I'm gonna' cum, I'M GONNA CUM! OH, GOD FUCK ME!
FUCK ME HARDER!"
As I flooded his guts with rivers of cum, Matt's young prick
convulsed against my belly , blasting jet after jet of his thick
cream, splashing both of us with hot, sizzling fuckjuice that pelted
me all the way to my face, chin, neck and oozed down my chest. Even
his face got doused by his fire hose. I didn't think he'd ever stop.
When it was over, when we could breathe again, he slipped off my
dick and cuddled up like a baby in my arms. We lay like that, in the
cool grass for a long time. I think we may have even dozed off for
awhile.
I was prepared for him to suddenly sit up, and ask to go home.
Instead, he started kissing me again, his hands roving all over my
body. We made love again. Slowly, passionately, his mouth and tongue
doing to me what I'd just done to him. Eventually I even got his cock
back up my ass.
It was almost dawn before he finished fucking me.
Neither of us said much as I drove him home. When I stopped the car
a block away from his home, he finally turned to look at me.
"Thanks," he whispered, a hint of a smile bending the corners of
his lips. He opened the door and got out.
"Wait," he said, as I was about to pull away. He sauntered over to
the drivers side, and with look of affection and kindness in his soft
brown eyes, he planted soft, lingering kiss on my lips. I watched that
cute ass of his until he disappeared into his doorway.
Since that night we were lovers for 18 months, until I was
transferred to Arizona. I dream about Matt a lot. I don't regret a
thing that we did, although I do regret leaving him. He cried and
begged me not to leave. I thought it was in my best interest (career)
to leave. I miss him so much. He was one of the most beautiful, most
wonderful, young men I've ever met.