Date: Fri, 3 May 2002 11:45:21 EDT
From: Robert Cole
Subject: Raymond part 1    The Stories of Robert Cole

RAYMOND part 1

THE TEENS

Chris Donnely bought the house on Long Island in the spring of 1994.  It was
a "fixer-upper," not in bad shape but in need of some work.  The place was
ideal for a young, gay man, presently unattached, who was also no stranger to
a hammer and saw.  The house was small, but not too small.  There was a nice
yard with a small lawn and a couple of flower gardens.  The house was not
near the water but close enough to have a view of it from the deck off the
upstairs master bedroom.  Upstairs, in addition to the master bedroom, there
was a smaller one with its own bath. Downstairs there was an ample kitchen, a
modest living room and a small "all-purpose room."  Chris Donnely was 25
years old and a beginning attorney at a firm in the City, which practices
corporate law.

As May got warmer Chris began to spend weekends at his new place.  He loved
lounging on his second floor deck, usually dozing off in the warm afternoon
sun.  On one occasion, as he sat reading, he heard a lawnmower start up.
Curious, he looked across to the yard next door and saw this beautiful boy,
shirtless and wearing tight jean shorts pushing the mower.  He must have been
15 or 16 years old.  Chris couldn't keep his eyes off of him.  He had an
incredible ass, which was emphasized by the tightness of his shorts.  He was
very sexy and Chris was getting turned on.  He reached down and rubbed his
now stiffening cock.  He ran into his bedroom and grabbed his binoculars. He
went to the window facing the next yard and focused on the boy.  His back was
slick with sweat, and that ass was making Chris' mouth go dry!

Chris watched until the boy finished mowing the small patch of backyard lawn.
 He walked the mower around to the other side of the house, Chris guessed, to
put it away. He prayed that the cute teen would reappear.  Sure enough, the
boy came back carrying a lounge chair, which he flopped into.  He spread his
legs, making himself comfortable.  Finally, Chris could get a glimpse of what
he might have between his legs.  He saw a prominent bulge in his shorts.  The
boy moved his right hand down to his crotch and adjusted his dick.  He then
rubbed it.  It looked like he was getting an erection!  Chris was so aroused
that while holding the binoculars with one hand, He unbuttoned his jeans with
the other and let them fall to his knees.  He pulled down his underwear and
his hard cock jumped out.  He grasped it and jerked off, cuming all over the
hardwood floor.

Chris was obsessed with this kid that entire weekend.  He knew that he was
attracted to younger men, but it never occurred to him that he might like
young boys.  Chris kept mostly to myself; never had a partner and had sex
only a few times as an adult.  Nothing lasting.  Something was different
here.  He had never been so affected.  He kept looking for "him" every time
he went into the yard to fix something or just to walk around.  He took a
ride to the beach just to try to get his mind off of the boy, but had little
success.  Back at the house he went through the motions of doing things but
kept looking out the kitchen window to see if he could get a glimpse of him.
The teen seemed to have disappeared. The family probably went off to an
outing or something like that, Chris reasoned.

Chris wanted to spend Saturday working around his new place. He had some
minor repairs to do in the house and started with them.  Then he rode into
town to pick up supplies and busied himself for most of the rest of the day.
Still no sign of the kid, but he had recovered sufficiently - thanks to his
hand and a lot of Kleenex!  Sunday morning was spent in getting ready to get
back to the City. He left around mid-day hoping to avoid the crush of
returning traffic.  Although he still hadn't seen the kid again that weekend,
Chris couldn't get him out of his mind!

The workweek went well enough but the anticipation of the weekend and the
thought of  "the boy" made Chris all the more eager for Friday.  It so
happened that the coming weekend was Memorial Day weekend, which extended to
Monday.  He couldn't wait!

Chris managed to get his casework finished early on Friday, allowing him to
leave for the Island around noon.  He knew that vacationing traffic would
turn the LIE into a parking lot, if he waited any longer.  He arrived,
unpacked the car, and as usual, went upstairs to the deck to relax and also
to have a look into the next yard!  He hoped that he would get a glimpse of
that beautiful boy.    The day was sunny and warm.  A gentle ocean breeze
kept things comfortable and the view was spectacular!  Chris changed into
jeans, tee shirt and loafers and crashed into one of the lounge chairs on the
deck.  He could feel himself unwind and soon was dozing off.

He was awakened by the sound of voices, young voices coming from the next
yard. He got up and looked.  He sucked in his breath.  There was the boy,
this time with another teenager.  They were having a heated discussion, which
turned into a friendly argument.  Both were wearing cutoff jeans and
sleeveless T- shirts.  The other boy was cute, but not nearly as luscious as
"his boy!"

 The two began playfully punching and shoving each other.  The shoving turned
into a wrestling match and soon both boys were rolling around on the grass.
The sight of the two young bodies rubbing against each other got Chris very
aroused.  He began to rub his cock, which was now rock hard.  As the boys
continued to wrestle "his" beautiful boy got on top, pinning the other boy to
the ground, that wonderful ass sticking up in the air!  Then Chris saw
something that almost made me cum in his jeans!  It looked like the boy on
the top was grinding his pelvis into the other boy's stomach.  Chris was
beside himself.  His cock was pressing painfully against his pants.  He
rubbed it until he was at the edge of cuming.  He had to take care of things
immediately!

He went inside, closed the French doors and pulled the drape.  The room
became semi-dark and very sexy.  He kicked off his loafers and unbuttoned his
jeans.  He lowered them and took them off completely.  His raging hardon was
tenting his jocky shorts. He gave his cock a rub and felt a wet spot of
pre-cum on his underwear.  He took them off and held them to my mouth and
nose, inhaling his scent and licking the wetness.  He grabbed a box of
Kleenex from the dresser and lay down on his king-size bed.  He sank into the
soft pillows. Chris could faintly hear the boys' voices, which made me even
hotter! He imaged them now naked and rubbing on each other.

 Chris spreads his legs wide and began to fondle his balls and the area
between them and his asshole.  Pre-cum leaked from his rigid cock.  He
inserted a finger into his asshole and moved it in and out.  He is so turned
on that he needed something more than just his finger in his ass.  He reached
for his "special" overnight bag, which he had dropped near the bed. It
contained a dildo, a tube of Ky and a container of Astro-Glide.  Also some
packages of condoms.

Chris' dildo was in the shape of a large, erect penis.  He fondled it and
sucked on it, imagining that it is one of the boy's young, hard cock's in his
mouth.  He pushed it deeply into his throat, sucking on it.  He moved it in
and out of his mouth while pumping his raging hardon.  Chris is totally wet
with pre-cum.  He could wait no longer.  He took the dildo out of his mouth
and placed a condom on it then lubed it up.  He pressed it against his
asshole while rubbing his erection.  It felt like nothing else.  He pressed
harder and it slipped into his ass.  As it went in the sphincter muscle
grabbed it and tightened around it.  The feeling was sensational.  Chris was
delirious!  He pushed it in all the way to his prostate.  He whimpered with
delight. He reached for the Astro-Glide and put some into the palm of his
hand; he grasped his erection and began to slowly masturbate, while, with his
other hand, pumped the dildo in and out of his ass.

 Chris imagined one of those beautiful boys in the room with him.  In his
fantasy, he undresses him and runs his hands over his body.  The teen's cock
is large and hard.  Chris kneels in front of him and grasps his erection with
one hand and guides it into his mouth.  It is slick with pre-cum.  He swirls
his tongue around the head and laps it up; it tastes wonderful!    With is
other hand he separates the boy's legs and fondles his balls.  He reaches
through his legs and inserts a finger into his crack and finds his asshole.
He enters it and slowly pushes it in.  The boy moans in pleasure, takes hold
of Chris' head with both hands and shoves his cock into his throat.  The teen
bucks his hips, mouth-fucking Chris, who is nearly overcome with lust.
Suddenly, the boy removes his cock from Chris' mouth and tells him he is
going to fuck him.  He motions Chris to get on the bed on all fours.  He
kneels behind him and presses his cock against Chris' asshole.  He pushes
hard and enters.  He rams his erection all the way in.  His balls slap
against Chris' ass.  He lies across his back, his arms around Chris' chest.
He pushes hard all the way in and holds it there for a moment then begins
pumping.  Chris' sphincter tightens around the boy's cock.  The sensations
are mind-blowing.  The boy is licking the back of Chris' neck.  His breath is
hot and comes in short spurts.  Suddenly he moans, his body goes rigid.  He
rams his cock in to the hilt.    He shudders and his cock begins to throb.
He shoots his wad deep into Chris' ass.

This image of the teen exploding in his ass sent Chris' over the edge.  He
plunged the dildo as far as it could go and holds it there.  His cock erupts,
shooting cum all over his chest. A spurt reached his face and lips, which he
licked.  He continued jerking his cock until the spasms subsided.  Thoroughly
spent and satisfied, He withdraws the dildo and throws it on the floor.  He
cleaned myself off with some tissues and sank back into the pillows.  He
closed his eyes and dozed off with the delightful image of the boys in his
head.

He must have slept for an hour or so, because when he woke up the sun was low
in the sky.  Chris dressed and went downstairs to get supper ready.  He spent
the rest of the day reading and watching TV.  He turned in early and got a
good night's sleep.

Chris woke to a beautiful morning, sunny and warm.  He put on a pair of
shorts and a tee shirt and headed for the kitchen to get some breakfast.  He
was determined to get some work done, but before he could, he would need to
know what he was up against.  Coffee mug in hand he went out into the yard
and began a tour of the outside of the house, noting the areas that needed
attention.  He began to make a mental list of supplies that he would need
from the local Home Depot.  Thoroughly engrossed in this, he was returned to
reality by a "hello" from behind him.

Chris turned to find his next door neighbors, also with coffee mugs in hand,
who had come over to introduce themselves and welcome him to the
neighborhood.  They were Tom and Jackie Randall, long-time summer residents
of the village.  After a few minutes of friendly chatter, the Randalls
invited him over to their house for breakfast.  Jackie took out some
breakfast pastries and Tom poured more coffee.  The Randalls were also from
the City, where they both worked in publishing.  They had purchased this home
many years ago and stayed here on weekends during the nice weather and for
vacations.  Chris shared his own history with them.  They told Chris that
they had a 16 year-old son, Ray, who was swimming and diving champion at his
school in the City.  His coaches had national competition and even Olympic
ambitions for him.  Ray was also an avid soccer player both at his school and
here on the Island.

(Chris pictured Ray in his skimpy diving speedos, with his cock bulging out
in front as he masturbated that night!)

By and by the Randalls asked Chris if he would like a tour of their home. It
was a beautiful house; obviously, they had put a lot of money and effort into
it.  They took Chris upstairs to see the second floor.  At the top of the
stairs there was a bedroom door with a poster of a rock band taped to it.
This had to be the sexy kid's room! Chris' cock began to stir!

Tom went over to the door and knocked on it.  "Ray, if you're in there, come
on out, there's someone here I want you to meet."  "OK dad," came a voice
from within, "I'll be out in a sec."  The thought of Ray standing naked in
his room, getting dressed to come out to meet him was giving an erection.  He
prayed that it didn't show.

Within a minute, the door to Ray's room opened and there he was!  Chris
sucked in his breath and his cock went rigid. Ray was even more beautiful up
close.  He was wearing tight, white soccer shorts, which outlined what he had
between his legs and his perfectly round ass.  He walked over to Chris and
extended his hand, "Hi, I'm Ray, what's yours?"  Chris replied that he was
Chris his new next door neighbor.  Ray began to chatter about lots of things
until he remembered that he had a soccer game and reminded his mom that she
promised to drive him.

Ray was friendly and outgoing.  Chris learned that the other boy he saw him
with was Rob, his best friend.  They had grown up together weekends and
summers.  Both were into sports and played on the same teams.

Chris' relationship with the Randalls deepened over that first summer.  In
time, they became fast friends.  They neither inquired about Chris' single
status and nor intimated that they thought he was gay.  If they thought it,
it didn't seem to matter. Their time in the country evolved into set patterns
of activity.  Chris would arrive early on Friday afternoon; the Randalls
would get in much later.  They would wander over on Saturday morning with
coffee mugs in their hands and would come in for breakfast, or vice versa.
They were at home in each other's homes.

Chris began the job of slowly renovating the house.  If Ray saw him working
out in the yard he would come over to chat and lend a hand.  He liked to
build things and took an interest in what Chris was doing.  Chris was
delighted that Ray liked being with him and Chris had a perpetual boner
whenever Ray was near.  Chris never had sex with a boy, nor did he intend to.
 He liked Ray and would never hurt him.  But he did turn Chris on and caused
him to eject gallons of cum!  When Ray had tight jeans or shorts on, the
bulge in his crotch became obvious.  He looked deliciously "hung."  When he
was near, Chris could smell his boy scent - that indescribable perfume a boy
exudes - a sweet combination of shampoo, soap and boy-odor.  Either, clean,
just from the shower or covered with boy-sweat after a workout, Chris would
respond immediately with a hard-on.

Chris took the month of July off to spend on his renovation project.  The
Randalls were also on vacation at the same time.  They actually had planned
it that way.  Tom came over one morning and told Chris that he had to break
from vacation to attend a work related seminar in Denver.  He wanted to take
Jackie along, since they rarely had a chance to get away together, alone!
Although Ray was able to mostly take care of himself, they didn't want him to
stay in the house by himself.  Could he stay with Chris and would Chris look
after him.  "I know that Ray would not be a bother," Tom exclaimed, "And
besides, Ray is very fond of you."

Chris almost came in his pants!  Of course Ray could stay with him.  Of
course he would look after him!  The Randalls would be flying out of JFK on
Saturday on an early flight.  They planned to stay at an airport motel the
night before so that they wouldn't be late for takeoff.  Ray would move in
Friday afternoon.  Chris could hardly wait. He had a constant erection!  When
Tom went home he immediately ran up to his bedroom and jerked off.

Ray arrived; Chris had his room all ready.  He went up and unpacked and
announced that he had practice in the morning, would Chris be able to drive
him?  That evening they had supper, watched TV and turned in early.  Ray set
his alarm to make sure that he would be up and out in time for his practice.
The last thing Chris saw was Ray's cute ass turning the corner into his
bedroom!  Of course Chris got hard; of course he masturbated!

Chris fell into a dead sleep and never woke up until the sun came streaming
through the French doors.  He got up, showered and dressed; went to the
kitchen and started breakfast.  By and by, he heard Ray's bedroom door open
and Ray came bounding down stairs.  He burst into the kitchen.  Chris was
stunned at what he saw.  Ray stood in front of him wearing a skimpy cutoff
T-shirt and tight, little, speedos.  His ample cock bulging out in front.
Chris was beside myself with arousal. He tried not to stare but couldn't help
it.  He felt his cock stiffen, a wave of warmth passed through his body like
a hot flash. He sucked in his breath.  His cock began to tingle.  Cum started
to rise and his semi-hard penis began to pulse!  He felt the warm-wetness
spread over his crotch.  There must have been a wet spot on the front of his
jeans, but he was too afraid to look!

Chris couldn't believe this was happening.  He was frightened and
embarrassed. If Ray noticed anything he didn't react.  He said good morning
and sat down at the kitchen table.  Chris stammered something and fled for
the downstairs bathroom. He shut and locked the door.  He quickly pulled down
his jeans and soaked jocky shorts. He stripped them off.  His cock, which was
still semi-erect, immediately got fully hard.   He stood in front of the sink
and looked at himself in the mirror.  His face was flushed; his need to have
another orgasm was urgent.  All he could see, in his mind's eye, was Ray's
cock straining at his speedos. He grabbed his hardon and jerked off.  He
orgasmed in an instant, sending jets of cum into the sink.  He was panting.
He leaned against the sink with his head against the mirror.  He needed to
calm down.  Gradually his cock began to soften and he felt more in control.
He cleaned myself off, threw his wet underwear into the hamper and pulled on
his jeans.  He walked, as casually as he could back into the kitchen.  Ray
was reading the morning paper.  He looked up and smiled.

"I thought you had soccer practice today," he managed.  "

"Today diving, tomorrow soccer." Ray replied.

The day somehow passed without Chris loosing either his sanity, or his
dignity.  The next morning Rob showed up and he drove the two of them to the
town soccer field.  He stayed and watched them play.  Afterwards they had
lunch at a fast food place. Rob went home and Ray and Chris got to work
fixing up parts of the backyard fence that had collapsed in a rain and
windstorm.

Earlier in the week Chris had purchased a new stereo for his bedroom and Ray
helped carry the components upstairs.  He helped Chris open the boxes and
Chris set about putting the components together.  Chris got busy and Ray
disappeared.  He was so absorbed that he didn't notice the time going by, or
the fact that Ray had come back into the room.  "Chris!" he called.  Chris
was startled and turned abruptly around.

"Can I talk to you, can I ask you a personal question?"

 "Of course you can Ray, what's up?"

"You're gay, aren't you?"

Chris tried not to show surprise.  "Why would you say that?" Chris stammered.

"Well, I've noticed that you never talk about girls, or that you have someone
you are dating.    I've caught you staring at my crotch when you think I'm
not looking and I've noticed that when I stand or sit too close to you, you
seem to get nervous and you get a bulge in your pants!  Sometimes it looks
like you get hard when I touch you.  And yesterday morning when you saw me in
my speedos, I know that you came in your pants and ran to the bathroom to
change.  I also heard you yesterday afternoon in your bedroom.  I didn't
listen on purpose.  I was on my bed reading when I heard noises, like you
were, you know, doing yourself.  This was after you and I were horsing around
in the yard."

Chris was flabbergasted and frightened.  Ray must have noticed the look of
terror in his eyes.   "It's OK, Chris," he said.  "I won't tell.  I'll be our
secret.  I understand because I'm gay too.  Rob and I fool around a lot.
Sometimes we get hard and run into the woods and jerk each other off.
Sometimes Rob sucks my cock and I come in his mouth.  Sometimes I suck him."

For the first time in his life Chris didn't know what to say.  He just stood
there staring at Ray.  Ray walked over and placed his hand on Chris' dick and
rubbed it.   Electricity ran through Chris' body; he began to get hard.  Ray
then took Chris by the hand and placed it on his already growing erection.
Chris couldn't believe what was happening.  He was both in terror and in
ecstasy!

They continued to grope each other for a few minutes longer then Ray removed
his hand and led Chris to the bed.  Chris sat on it like he was in a trance.
Ray stood in front of him and unbuttoned his jeans and pulled down the
zipper.  He reached in and massaged his cock through his underwear.  Ray
motioned for Chris to lift his butt and he pulled down his jeans and
underwear releasing Chris' throbbing erection.  Pre-cum was leaking out.  Ray
rubbed it around then bent over and took Chris' boner into his mouth.  He
swirled his tongue round and finally took as much of it into his throat as he
could while fondling Chris' balls.  He bobbed up and down and brought Chris
to the edge.

Chris gently raised Ray's head off of his cock and kissed him on the mouth.
As their tongues intertwined, Ray unbuttoned Chris' shirt and threw it on the
floor.  Chris stood up allowing Ray to completely undress him.  Chris then
knelt in front of Ray and slowly undressed him.  When he got Ray naked he
finally saw the object of his desire sticking out in front of him.  Chris had
guessed that Ray was big he never expected what he saw: a thick, beautifully
shaped 7-inch, cut cock!  Ray caressed and fondled it.  He looked up to Ray
and into his eyes.  Ray nodded.  Chris lowered his head and took him into him
into his mouth.  He sucked him hungrily while playing with his balls.  He
took him to the hilt burying his nose in Ray's pubes.  Ray's scent was
intoxicating!  Ray's body suddenly tensed.  He was very close to cuming.
Chris sensed this and backed off of his cock, not wanting him to cum so
quickly.  Ray was moaning and pre-cum was streaming out of his cock-head.

Chris asked Ray to lie face down on the bed. He knelt behind him and
separated his legs.  He kneaded Ray's beautiful ass cheeks.  Chris separated
them and licked between the crack.  Ray smelled wonderful!  Chris inhaled
deeply and plunged his tongue into Ray's asshole.  Ray moaned and whimpered
as Chris flicked his tongue in and around Ray's pucker.  Chris licked up his
back to his neck.  He nibbled on his ear and whispered  "I want you to fuck
me, Ray!"

Ray turned on his back, his cock rock hard.  Chris rolled over on top of him
and kissed him, rubbing their cocks together.  Chris knelt on the bed and Ray
got behind him.  He reached over to his night stand and retrieved a tube of
KY from the drawer and handed it back.  Ray lubed his erection and then
Chris, sticking his finger deep in.  Chris moaned.  He felt Ray push the head
of his cock against his asshole, then slowly enter.  He was so big that the
sensation of his pushing past the sphincter drove Chris wild.  Ray pushed in
to the hilt and then withdrew and pushed in again.  Chris could feel Ray's
balls slapping against his ass.  Chris' cock was stiff and dripping.  Ray
began to pump faster.   Suddenly he yelped and his cock pulsed.  Chris
tightened his sphincter.  He could feel Ray's cock spasm in his ass.  When
Ray finished cuming he collapsed on Chris' back.  When softened, he withdrew.


Ray lay panting on the bed.  Chris turned over and lay next to him, his cock
still hard.  Ray gently took it masturbated Chris to a wonderful orgasm.  As
Chris was about to cum Ray pressed his lips to Chris'.  Chris tensed and
spewed jiz all over both of them. They lay side by side, thoroughly spent.
Chris reached for the box of Kleenex and mopped up the puddles of cum.  Chris
placed his arm around Ray neck and shoulder and Ray rested his head on Chris'
chest.  They stayed like this for a long time, neither speaking.  Finally,
Chris whispered that they should get showered and dressed.  They moved into
the bathroom and both got under the shower.  They soaped each other's bodies
and hugged closely.

Chris and Ray were mostly quiet for the rest of the evening.  They talked
about the work around the place and Ray's participation in vacation team
sports.  Chris knew that they had to talk about what had occurred that
afternoon, but was waiting for the right moment. He was still nervous and
frightened.  If anyone were to find out what they had done, Chris knew that
he would loose everything, his family and friends, the Randalls and Ray.  He
could be sent to prison for a very long time.  He would loose his life!

After supper they got the dishes done and the kitchen cleaned up.  Chris took
a coke from the fridge and went outside for a walk around the yard.  Ray had
excused himself; he wanted to play some video games and then turn in.  That
was OK with Chris; he wanted time alone to think.  He had such mixed feelings
of excitement, fulfillment and fear!  In a while it got pretty dark so he
decided to go in and get ready for bed.  It had been quite a day!  High
emotion has a way of exhausting a person.  Chris was exhausted.

He turned out all the lights and walked up the stairs to his room.  Ray's
door was open a bit and Chris could see that his light was still on.  He
tapped on the door to say goodnight.  He then turned into his own room.

Chris was in his bathroom washing up when he heard Ray knock on his door.
"Can I come in, Chris."  Chris opened the door, and saw Ray, there in his
underwear. He tried not to look at him, afraid that he would get aroused
again.  Ray walked in and sat on the edge of the bed.

 "Are you upset about what happened this afternoon, Chris?  You've been very
quiet about it.  You look so sad.  Maybe I wasn't what you expected or
wanted.  I just thought that you liked me.  I don't want you to be
disappointed?"

"Disappointed!  You were wonderful, Ray.  All my life, since I discovered
that I was gay, I've wanted to share what we did with someone like you.  It
was the best thing that ever happened to me."

Ray smiled one of those devastating smiles of his.  "So why the long face?
We have the rest of our lives to share this."

Again, Chris was flabbergasted hearing this come from a 16-year-old!  "I'm
just scared, Ray, that's all.  If anyone ever found out that I had sex with
an underage boy, I could go to jail and loose everything, including my life."

"No one will find out, Ray, unless you tell.  I love you so much that I could
never do anything to hurt you.  Since you moved here I've had a crush on you.
 I was just waiting for the right time to tell you how I felt.  I got up the
courage today, mainly because I couldn't stand it any more.  I too, was
jerking off a lot more just being around you."

Chris reached for Ray's hand and grasped it.  He kissed it and rubbed it on
his face.  Ray stood up and they kissed, long and passionately their tongues
meeting and intertwining.  Chris hugged Ray closely.  He kissed Ray's neck
then his nipples.  He licked and kissed him down to his navel. He knelt and
buried his face in Ray's underwear.  He could feel Ray's erection pressing
against his face. Chris was fully erect.

Chris slipped his fingers into the waist of Ray's underwear and slowly pulled
them down.  Ray's 7 inches sprung out.  Chris took the underwear completely
off. Chris noticed a pearl drop of pre-cum oozing out of Ray's cock-head. He
licked it; it tasted wonderful. Ray moaned in pleasure. Chris engulfed Ray's
cock and sucked him to the hilt.

While he sucked he ran his hands over his body.  Ray's eyes were closed.
Feeling that Ray was nearing the edge, he stopped, stood up and took off his
clothes.  They both got on the bed.  Chris got on top of Ray and they rubbed
their erections together while they probed each other's mouths with their
tongues. Low moans were coming from Ray's throat.  The moment was incredibly
intense!  Chris felt that he was going to loose it.  He rolled off and lay
beside Ray, fondling his cock. He turned his head close to Ray's ear and
asked Ray if he could fuck him.  Ray nodded assent.

By now Chris' cock was dripping.  Once he entered Ray's tight, hot ass, he
knew that he wouldn't last for long.  Ray got on his stomach and Chris knelt
behind him. He separated his legs and felt the inside of his thighs.  Chris
ran his hand up and inserted it into Ray's warm and velvety crack.  He
fingered his asshole, running back and forth across it.  Then he gently
inserted it, first only past the entrance, then when Ray relaxed, deeper.
Ray moaned.

Chris then separated Ray's ass cheeks and plunged his face between them.  He
licked up and down the crack then inserted his tongue into Ray's asshole,
tongue fucking him.  This brought Ray close to cuming.  Chris knew that it
was time to enter him.  He helped Ray to his knees, then reached around and
felt his cock.  It was still rock hard and wet.  Chris grabbed the tube of KY
from the night table and lubed his cock and Ray's ass.  He pressed his
cock-head against Ray's butthole.  Ray reacted in pleasure.  He pushed
himself against Chris's erection, helping it to enter.  Once past the
sphincter Chris slid gently in to the hilt, again touching Ray's prostate.
Ray sighed as Chris touched this pleasure spot.  Ray's sphincter tightened
around Chris.  The pleasure was intense.

Chris withdrew, though not all the way, then plunged in.  He began pumping,
Ray meeting his thrusts. Both of them were panting.  Suddenly Chris felt the
point of no return approaching.  He withdrew completely, then plunged in all
the way and held it there, his pelvis tight against Ray's ass; his cock
exploded.  Ray was beside himself with lust.  He grabbed his cock and jerked
off as Chris was pulsing in his ass.

"That was wonderful," Chris.  I've never felt anything like that," Ray told
him as they lay side by side.  Chris told Ray how much he loved him.  They
kissed good night.  Chris expected Ray to go back to his room.   Instead, Ray
got under the covers.

"I'll be sleeping here from now on, if it's OK with you, Chris."  Chris
turned the light off and snuggled next to his boy, his back pressed into the
curve of Chris' body.