Date: Sat, 15 Dec 2012 02:45:08 -0800 (PST)
From: Kyle Bryson <bryson.kyle@yahoo.com>
Subject: Helping Hands - 3

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I was jarred out of sleep, sitting up in bed without thinking about it.  I
quickly remembered where I was, then heard the buzzer again.  Pull my
boxers over my sleepy hard-on, I headed straight for Jake's room.  The
clock in the living room flashed 3:03.  Fuck, we hadn't been asleep for
long, but I was out like a light.

"I need to pee," Jake said as soon as I pushed the door open.

"No problem... let's get you out of bed."  He had a raging piss hard-on
that brushed against me when I helped him up, but neither of us
acknowledged it.

I lowered him onto the toilet when he said, "Fuck... I need to wait for
this thing to go down now, so I can piss."

I laughed.  "Yeah, you do.  I'm need to go too, so I'll be right back," I
said.  Maybe me not being nearby would help him get over his boner and pee
quicker.

I entered the bathroom in time to hear what sounded like the final trickle
of piss.

"You done in there?" I asked.

"Yeah," Jake answered with a yawn.

As I leaned over him he was already in the habit of putting one arm over my
shoulder.  I lifted him up and immediately felt 'those last few drops' of
piss hitting my leg and foot.  I laughed.

"What?" he asked as I helped him hobble back to the bed.

"I forgot that you can't shake the piss off your own dick, so it just hit
me in the leg," I answered.

"Ahh - sorry, dude.  I didn't really think about it," he said.

"No worries, man.  It's just piss."

He laid back onto the bed and I helped him onto his side.  "You been
comfortable this way?" I asked.

"Yeah," he yawned. "Slept good until I had to go."

"No pain?" I asked him.

"Nothing I can't handle," he said.

I covered him up.  "Buzz me if you need me... or I'll see you in the
morning."

"K. 'Night."

I closed the door behind me and went back to bed.

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I was awake at 4:45.  That's a little late for me, but it would be ok.  I
walked to Jake's room and quietly opened the door, stepping inside.  I
could hear his breathing and barely see his outline under the covers, so I
knew he was fine.

In the kitchen, I made coffee then went to my room and fired-up my laptop,
brushed my teeth and changed into work-out clothes.  He has an impressive
work-out room across from the room I'm in, so I figured I'd make use of it.
I'm worthless if I start missing my workouts.

Drinking my first cup of coffee, I skimmed emails and read a few news
articles until the coffee jump-started my morning 'shit.'  That's the one
thing I could always count on... a regular, first-thing-in-the-morning
shit, right after my first cup.  My body is so regular that even if I go to
bed late or travel to another time zone, I still have to shit sometime
between 4:30 and 5:15.

I finished my 'waste management' activity and headed for Jake's home gym.
Warm-up, stretching, working out.  Legs and shoulders today, with a side of
reverse sit-ups and crunches.  I was drenched after I was done and ready
for a shower, but figured I'd need to be quick before Jake woke up.

I stripped-off my sweaty clothes and my mind wandered to the guys who
filled the house yesterday.  Tight asses, shorts, flip-flops (I'm a sucker
for guys with nice feet).  I don't know if anyone else noticed it, but I
saw right up Tony's shorts yesterday.  He was obviously free-balling and I
stayed away from him to ensure I wouldn't be caught looking.

The water running over my body felt great and my 3 days worth of cum was
aching to be released.  I quickly washed my body, so I could spend a little
more time jacking-off, but just as I was done washing my body, the buzzer
started up.  "Shit," I said.  My cock was almost hard and aching, but 'duty
calls.'  I dried, threw on some clean running shorts and ran to Jake's
room.

"Hey," he said, "I'm up."

"Cool," I said. "I worked out and just got out of the shower.  Let's get
you to the bathroom."

I was getting accustomed to him being naked around me and I think he was
too.  I was trying to keep my mind in 'PROFESSIONAL' mode and reminded
myself that the last thing I needed was to hit on a client and have that
client go back to the hospital or to Dr. Ford and file a complaint.  He was
good-looking, though, I had to admit.  I'm a sucker for that lean, athletic
look - oh yes I am.

As he sat peeing, I said, "So, it's 7:30.  I want to get you stretched and
get some therapy into your muscles before Will gets here at 10, ok?"

"Works for me," Jake said.

"And get you a shower, too," I added.

"Ok."

"You want some coffee or breakfast?"

"I'll have some coffee then I'll probably need to take a dump," he said.

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After Jake drank his coffee and woke up, he asked if we could brush his
teeth and said he did need to use the bathroom.  I talked while I was
wiping his ass.  "We need to do some stretching, but let's shower first so
your muscles will be loose."

I decided to strip-off my basketball shorts and give him a glimpse of my
naked body.  In hindsight, I WAS putting it out there... just to see what
he would do.  I turned the water on and got busy getting towels together
before I moved him to the shower, but - in the mirror - I caught a glimpse
of him staring at my body.  Since I didn't get to finish my jack-off this
morning, I was horny and plumping up quick.

"Ok," I said, "let's get you into the shower."  He wrapped his arm around
my neck and my cock brushed HIS leg.  "Sorry," I said.

"No problem," he answered.

As I washed his short hair he yawned and closed his eyes.  "This is so..."
he paused.

"Erotic?" I asked.

"Was going to say 'relaxing,' but - yeah - it's erotic, too, I guess," he
said.

His cock was well on it's way to veritical... "Just figured it was turning
you on to have your hair washed," I said.

He chuckled.  "If there's a gentle breeze it makes my dick hard."

I rinsed his hair and washed his back quickly... anxious to get to the
front of him.  Even though it was warm, his small nipples had hardened from
being out of the water and I smiled to myself.  'Hot,' was the word that
ran through my mind.  I felt myself getting a little out of control -
mentally, I mean.  I saw the way he handled things with his friends coming
out and getting together, so I figured he might be at least open to
exploring something... maybe...

I washed his shoulders and watched the suds float down his chest, gravity
pulling them toward the center of every man's universe.  Jake's muscles
twitched as I worked the body wash over his pecs and into the hairs on his
chest.  I stopped looking at his face, because his eyes were closed every
time, but as my hands traveled toward his pubic region, he looked at me and
smiled.

"Looks like you're getting excited, too," he said.

"It's natural, right?" I replied.  "I guess there's a breeze blowing
through here," I said, and winked.

Jake edged himself forward on the shower seat and leaned back, his ass half
on the seat... his hole clearly exposed.  I soaped him thoroughly - again,
paying attention to his cock-head.  He was circumcised, but had a slight
overhang of foreskin.  It was obvious the doctor had done him a favor,
because his cock bulged beautifully, but didn't look stretched like I've
seen happen to men with a close circumcision.  I rubbed the soap around his
hole, playing with the hairs.  He lifted up slightly allowing me to cup his
ass in my hands... allowing me to caress each muscular orb of his ass with
soap, until I eased him back onto the seat.

I worked the lather into his legs, paying attention to his feet, then
grabbed the showerhead to rinse him.

He looked at me... looked into my face, then looked at my throbbing cock.
I don't know that I'd ever been this hard before while still being in
control.  I rinsed him starting with his shoulders, directing the spray
over his body - rinsing his armpits as he lifted them, rinsing his
back... his legs... then reaching over him to rinse his ass.  Jake wrapped
his arms around my waist as I lifted him off the seat, rinsing the seat
first, then directing the water between his legs... shooting it as his hole
while I used my hand to make sure the soap was gone.  I purposely spent a
little more time on his ass, my fingers rubbing against his hole often.

"Fuck, that feels good," he said, and I knew what he meant.  There isn't a
man alive who doesn't appreciate the sexual tingle when something brushes
against his ass hole.  It doesn't even have to be on purpose, but it feels
good.  I didn't want to stop rinsing him and touching him.  With his hands
around my waist his fingers were resting right at the top of my ass... and
it's been so long and felt good to be touched there.

I lowered him back to the shower seat, but he didn't release me right away,
so I stood there for a second...

"Everything ok?" I asked.

"Huh, oh - yeah," he answered as he let me go.

I rinsed myself, turned off the water and began drying him first -
everything except his ass.  He was leaking precum fiercely - his thick cock
still standing at attention, but I didn't stroke him or rub him.  I didn't
want to develop that type of a pattern.

I dried myself and wrapped the towel around my waist, the outline of my
hard cock clearly visible through the towel, then lifted him from the seat
- one arm over my shoulders.  When I had him standing, I dried his ass, his
asshole and between his legs then headed for the bed.

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"We're gonna' stretch now, right?" he asked.

"Yeah," I answered as I grabbed massage lotion and led him back to the bed.
"You ok being naked or want some shorts?"

"I don't care," he said.

"Ok, well, let's just get to it, then."  I threw his towel on the floor and
laid him back on the bed, pushing him so that he'd be laying across the bed
sideways not vertically.  I moved to the other side of the bed - where his
head was located - and started with some simple stretches of his arms
knowing his shoulders would be holding a lot of stress.  The cast on his
right arm was actually from his wrist to just below his elbow.  His fingers
were free, and since that was his dominant arm he could feed himself, but
couldn't really do anything else with that hand.

Jake's left arm was the most immobile with a cast encompassing his elbow,
running down his forearm to include his wrist.  "You must have tried to
break your fall," I said absentmindedly, thinking that's how he fractured
one wrist and broke the other.

His eyes were closed and he was clearly relaxing.  "I don't remember
anything that happened," he said.

"That's probably a good thing."

I rubbed lotion into my hands are started working it into his
shoulders... getting all the muscles from his upper back and around his
shoulder blades, working my way to his neck and rubbing the tension out.  I
found a knot in his left shoulder, certainly from trying to support the
cast, and made a mental note to get as sling on him today.

I got more lotion and moved from Jake's shoulders to his
clavicle... working my way to his pectorallis muscles.  The striations were
clearly defined and as I worked my way into them he moaned gently and
continued to breathe deeply.  I looked down his body, watching the rise and
fall of his abs as he breathed and tried to distinguish his scent from the
soap.  I made a mental note to smell him before I gave him a shower next
time.  Jake was moderately hairy, but he kept it trimmed - not shaven.  I
wondered how hairy he was without the manscaping, but figured I'd find out
soon enough.

"Did you go to school for this?" he asked.

"I did, actually." I nodded, though he couldn't see me with his eyes
closed.  "I figured it would be a good addition to what I can do."

"It is," he sighed.

I realized that I hadn't changed out of my towel and froze for a second.

He opened his eyes... "what's wrong?" he asked.

"I need to change into my shorts. Hold a sec," I said.  I went back to the
bathroom, unwrapped my towel and dried my asscrack a little more.  Then,
grabbed my shorts and pulled them on.  When I turned around he was lowering
his head back... I guess he'd been watching me.

I stayed on the side with his feet and got on the bed, straddling his left
leg.  "No bending your leg," I said.  "My boys are down here."

He looked and smiled.  "Ok, boss... anything you say."

His cock started to swell again, resuming it's ascent to his bellybutton.
The shorts would have been constricting when I massaged and stretched his
legs, but they might have given him less of an opportunity for an
erection... then again, maybe not.


I brought a massage table with me, but decided it would be too difficult to
get him onto it.  I was now rethinking that decision since I was having to
climb onto the bed to massage his hips from this angle.  "We'll try the
massage table next time," I said.

"Whatever," he sighed. "I'm fine just like this."

"Have you ever had a massage before?" I asked him.

"Not like this," he answered. "I've had a 'charlie horse' and a pulled
muscle rubbed out a little, but not anything this relaxing.  God, this is
good."

I reached forward and massaged his hips, removing my leg from between his
legs squatting so I could lift his knee for a stretch.  His cock was
jumping - throbbing - precum dripping onto his flat abs just below his
navel.

I'd fooled around with a few guys and chicks in college - and had a
short-lived, hot fling with a woman about 2 years ago - but I hadn't met
another woman - or guy - that I wanted to be with since.  Seeing his precum
brought that salty, slightly bitter/slightly sweet taste to my mouth, my
brain throwing out a memory to my senses.

"Let me know if I'm being too rough or it's uncomfortable," I said, as I
stretched his hip joint and flexors, continuing to rub along his hip.  I
trailed my hands to the top of his hamstrings, working my way into the
muscles of his ass.

The only sound was his breathing and I could see that his breaths were
getting more shallow the closer I got to his hole.

He had broken his right femur, so the cast was on his thigh.  On his left
leg, the tibia was broken, so the cast was lower and encompassed his ankle.


"Dude... I feel so bad for you," I started.  "All these casts and broken
bones."

"Yeah, well don't feel too bad for me... I'm the one getting the kick-ass
massage," he said smiling.

I continued stretching his left leg and hip for 10 minutes, then moved to
the other side of the bed, repeating the entire process with his right leg.
I worked on the top of his thigh and up into the hip muscles, stretching
his leg and losing myself in the process - almost in a trance - until I
felt his fingers brush my thigh.

His right hand was resting to his side and, as I looked down, he flexed his
fingers.  He started rubbing the skin on my outer thigh with the back of
his fingers... gently - just back and forth - but it was intentional.  I
kept working, not sure if I should say or do anything.  I thought about
moving away, but would I seem rude if I did?

I was wearing running shorts, so they were thin and high-cut at the hip.  I
obviously didn't have underwear on and my balls were hanging outside of my
shorts.  I didn't care - didn't think about it really - but I started to
get conscious of the fact that I felt like I was leaking precum.
Generally, I don't leak precum... never do unless I'm really excited for an
extended period of time.  Well, this was obviously qualifying as one of
those times and, combined with my interrupted jack-off session from this
morning, I knew I needed an orgasm.

"Jake, that's my leg you're rubbing," I said softly.

"I know," he mumbled.  "That ok?"

I looked at his face... head back, eyes closed, enjoying the stretch and
the massage.  "Sure," I said.

I got more lotion and continued massaging - moving closer to his
cock... rubbing his abs, but never coming into contact with his cock.  I
was aware of the precum, of course, and decided I'd dip into it, which I
did.  I rubbed a little of it in a small circle around his belly button and
he moaned so softly that I wasn't sure he really made a sound until he did
it a second time, slightly louder.

"Can you jack me off?" he asked.  Just like that... and he looked at me and
locked eyes with me.  I kept my hands on his abs, but didn't say anything.
Fuck, I didn't know what to say and then my mouth ran ahead of my brain...

"Where's this coming from?" I asked.  I knew what I meant... that he was
straight (I thought), had only fucked women (I thought), hadn't been
messing around with guys (I thought), didn't think about guys in this way
(I thought)...

"You're safe," he said, "and with Phil and Glen hooking up it made me think
- 'what is there to this?'  I've been thinking about it since the shower
yesterday when you said you're not into guys for the most part."

I struggled to remember what I'd said... did I really say it like that
yesterday?  I couldn't be sure.

"I've messed around with guys before." Jake said. "A couple of years ago
and it wasn't that exciting - just jacking off together, but it's been a
while... and you're a good-looking guy and seeing you in the shower
today... I might be missing-out on something."

Jake exhaled loudly - actually blowing the air out of his lungs - and
plopped his head back onto the bed.  He closed his eyes again.  "I'm
sorry," he said.  "I shouldn't have asked you to do that or said any of
that shit.  Can we be done with this for now?  Get me some clothes on?"  He
turned his head away from me.

He was embarrassed and I was still shocked.

I stripped my shorts off, leaned down and pressed my cock against his hand
and he turned to look at me.  I wasn't sure what his reaction would be, but
his breathing picked-up immediately.

"You really want to see what this is like?" I asked, "cuz if it's just me
jacking you it's all one-sided." I added.

I felt his
 fingers moving again, rubbing the tip of my
 head with the small bit of precum that was
 peeking out of the top.  I felt my face
 flush and the sunlight in the room seemed to
 get brigher.  I reached for his cock and wrapped my
 hand around it - just gripping it... the
 firmness, the youth and virility.
  I've seen him cum, I know what
 that's like and I was excited about it, but
 I didn't know how far to take this.  My mind snapped to reality...

"Are you sure you want to do this?  I could get in trouble..." I said.

"I want this," he said. "There's nothing unethical about me asking you for
something."  He brought his fingers to his mouth and licked the precum off
of them and I realized I had seriously underestimated Jake.  I had
underestimated who he was and what he might be willing to do, but I wasn't
going to push it.

"Can you jack us together?" he asked.  "I'll help however you want me to."

I got some lotion in my hands - a lot of lotion since I'd be jacking him
and myself - and scooted closer to him on the bed.  He reached between my
legs and started playing with my ass, running his free fingers along my
crack and rubbing the very sensitive area of my asshole... ohmygod, this
kid wanted to finger fuck me!

I got more lotion, spreading it on my asshole and on his fingers then went
back to his cock in my left hand, my cock in my right.  I didn't want him
to cum too fast, but I found it was tough to coordinate my hands jacking
myself while trying to go between rubbing his balls and jacking his cock.
The whole time, he circled my asshole with his finger... circling, then
pushing a little... circling, then pushing.  He finally decided that he
wanted his finger inside of me.  I pushed back as he applied more pressure
and I forced myself to relax my hole.  His finger slipped in and it was
amazing.

"Wow," he said.

I felt him bring his index finger near my hole and start rubbing.

"Put that one in, too," I said.  He pulled his middle finger out and pushed
to get two fingers into me.  He was slow and gentle and I could feel his
thumb between my legs pushing against my perineum and bulb of my penis as
he sought for leverage.  I pushed out and my hole gave his fingers passage,
his cock throbbing intensely under my hand.  I couldn't concentrate on him
finger fucking me while trying to jack myself and jack him, so concentrated
on his.  As I leaned over, he withdrew his fingers and put three at my hole
and my eyes snapped to his face.

"Are you wanting to fuck me?" I asked him.  Again, my mouth got ahead of my
brain, otherwise I probably wouldn't have asked it.

He nodded.  "Yes," he said, his breathing ragged and heavy.

"Do you have lube?" I asked him.  I hadn't snooped through his room, so I
didn't know if he had any.

"Bottom drawer of the nightstand... condoms, too," he said.

I knew I was safe, but - yeah - I didn't know whether he was.

I got the lube and three condoms and brought them back onto the bed with
me.  His eyes were wide with excitement.

"It's been a long time for me," I said, "but with your arm and hand in a
cast it's kinda' tough back there, right?"

"Not so bad," he said. "Can I look at your ass?"  I turned my ass toward
him and he reached out to touch it.  "Straddle me so I can see it closer,"
he said.

Damn.

I got into a 69 with him and got my legs situated around all the casts.
His cock was right there, so I took it - sucking the precum off his head
and letting it slip down my throat.

"Ohgod, Eric..." he breathed.  He put his hand on my leg and pulled me
closer to him, so I had to squat over him... and then I felt his tongue on
my hole.  Tentative, but he stuck it out there.  He grabbed the sheet and
wiped my ass to get the lotion off, then went back in with his tongue.

"Mmmm," I mumbled and hummed.  He was doing a fine job of it.  I licked his
cock, licked his balls and licked down to his hole, his moans and groans
further opening my hole and getting me excited.  His hot breath was on my
ass, his free fingers pulling my ass apart to get further access to my
asshole.  I don't know if my hole was totally ready, but I was ready for
his cock to be inside me.  I let him continue licking and tonguing my
asshole, knowing the more he did it the more I would be ready for him to
fuck me.  It was intense.  My mind immediately started filling in details
of the situation... this was a first for Jake and that thought got me even
more excited.

I lifted my leg without saying anything, and opened a condom.  I rolled it
onto his cock because I wasn't willing to wait any longer.  I coated his
throbbing cock with the lube, then straddled him.  I added a thick glob of
lube to my asshole and put the bottle next to me just in case.  He couldn't
move too much, but I knew he had plenty of mobility in his hips to fuck me,
so I eased back, guiding the fat head of his cock to my waiting hole.

He pushed and I stopped him.  "Let's take it slower," I said.  He nodded
and reached up behind my neck, pulling my face down to his.  Our lips met
and I thought that would be it.  We were looking into each other's eyes,
when I felt his mouth open... so I followed and allowed his tongue passage
into my mouth.  The 2-day growth on his face was rubbing against my chin
and I smiled a little... 'god, it's been too long,' I thought.

His cock was edging into me and our breathing became more ragged... I was
breathing harder and leaned back onto his fat cock to feel it deep inside
me.  Jake's eyes flew open and he inhaled sharply.  "Oh, fuck, that's
tight," he said.  I grunted... sweat breaking out on my back and chest... I
had to wipe the sweat off my forehead and I breathed out to fight the pain.

"Let me adjust," I said, breathing out.  "Give it a sec."

We stayed like that for a half a minute while he kissed my neck, until I
looked up, nodded and smiled at him.  He knew I was ready then.  Jake
rocked his hips backward and arched his back to come out, so I lifted up to
help, but after a few thrusts like that, I could tell this wasn't the best
position.  I knew he could get on his knees, so I came out and pulled him
forward.

"On your knees, dude," I said, and helped him into a doggy position.  When
I positioned myself in front of him, I grabbed his cock and pressed it
against my hole and he thrust forward.  "Ughng.  Yeah - ohgod, yes," I
said.  I didn't want this to stop for sure and now my hole was ready for
him.

"Fuck, this feels good," he said.  He was leaning a lot of his weight onto
me and had one hand around my waist to steady himself.  I was holding us
both up with my arms, but I didn't care... it felt great.  I squeezed my
ass as tight as I could and got another moan out of him.

"I'm close," he said.

"Cum," I said.  "Fuck me hard and cum, you fucker."

Jake leaned back and thrust his 8-inch cock into me as hard as he could and
yelled as his cock started filling-up the condom. "Fuck, yeah," he
yelled... "oohh, fuck."  He thrusted I don't know how many times, but I
loved feeling him fuck me... horny and not wanting to give it up... wanting
to enjoy the moment until his cock got too sensitive to continue.  He
finally pulled out and lay down on on the bed.

"Now it's your turn," he said to me, smiling.

"My turn for what?"  Did he want me to fuck him.

"I want to get you off," Jake said. "Whatever you want... I'll do
it... that was so hot."

I wanted to fuck his mouth.  I wanted to see this college jock take my cock
and eat my cum.  "Have you ever sucked a guy before?" I asked him.

Jake shook his head.  "No, but I'll try it."

I lay back on the bed and let him get over me.  He would have no control if
I leaned over him, though I was starting to feel aggressive and would have
loved to choke him on my cock.  He angled his head downward, but I really
wanted to taste his hot hole, so I stopped him before he could start and
got into a 69 position, with him on top.

"Ever had a guy eat your ass?" I asked.

"No," he said.  He immediately started licking my crotch... I'm sure trying
to be tentative, cautious - nervous, but excited.  In my mind flashed a
story I'd read recently in a psych journal about college kids and how they
were experimenting with sex and sexuality like never before in our
lifetimes.  'The hippies had nothing on this generation,' the author
said... or something like that.  My thought was broken by him licking my
nut sack... tasting it, leaving his tongue flat to feel it.  I felt my
scrotum tighten and relax, regulating itself to temperature and stimulus
then felt him take one ball into his mouth.

"Damn," I said before he released my nut from his mouth and started licking
the length of my cock.  The whole time, my hands were on his ass, my
fingers gently teasing his hole.  The dark hairs swirled around his ass
crack, but his virgin hole was pink and perfect.  I flattened my tongue and
ran it the length of his taint to his ass, feeling the hair on my tongue,
wetting it with my spit.  The taste of soap was slight now, overpowered by
his musk and sweat from fucking me.

Jake moaned and exhaled - his hot breath now on my cockhead and I lifted my
hips hoping he'd get the signal to suck me.  He did - and took the head of
my cock into his mouth.  I could tell he was tasting the precum... deciding
if he wanted to do this as he let my cock go.  I continued with my tongue
on his ass, probing his ass with my tongue willing my mind to concentrate
on what I was doing, but wondering how far he wanted to go. Then, I felt
him take me into his mouth again... more of my cock this time, and felt his
tongue on the top of my cock, swirling, licking, gently sucking trying to
swallow the saliva building in his mouth, but not able to do both.  I can
usually last a while, but the buildup and the thoughts of what was
happening was too much right now.  I felt like I was rapidly heading toward
my explosion.

"I'm getting close," I said into his ass.  He mumbled his acknowledgement,
but kept sucking and I could feel my cock growing, the point of no return
beginning to build in my gut.  "I'm ready to shoot," I said, louder this
time, not wanting to blast into his mouth by surprise, but he didn't let
up... and then it hit.  "Oh fuck," I said with my cock jerking before the
first load entered his mouth.  Jake kept working my cock, letting every
blast of cum hit his mouth.  For a newbie, he was awesome and I felt the
wetness of cum and spit dripping onto my belly, down the sides of my
nuts... heading toward my ass.

My cock jerked shots of cum at least 7 or 8 times... I stopped counting,
but he must have swallowed a lot of it because he never dropped my
cock... just kept it in his mouth, swirling his tongue and breathing heavy
through his nose.  And he kept sucking and licking the whole time.  The
final spasms of my cock stopped and he released me just as it was starting
to feel sensitive.  He lifted his leg over me and sat next to me on the
bed, smiling - my cum dripping from the corner of his mouth into his
stubble.

I smiled and leaned up to kiss him and he kissed me back - hard and fierce
- his tongue in my mouth.  I could taste and smell my cum.  He broke the
kiss first and leaned back.

"How about another shower?" he asked smiling.

"Sure," I said.  So I got him into the shower, handed him the shower head
and let the water warm up while I got towels for us.  He didn't need a full
shower again, but I wanted to experience his body in a different way, so I
began as always - at the top, moving my way down.

"I'm sorry I can't return this awesome favor," he said.

"Ummm," I started, "I think you've definitely returned the favor."

I washed his face again.  With his friend Will showing up soon I wanted to
make sure he didn't have cum stuck to his face.  He was smiling and I was
smiling.  He locked my eyes with his several times as I got shower gel onto
the sponge.  I washed and rinsed him while he held the shower head so I
could wash myself.

"You've got a great ass," he said smiling.  I moved forward a little more
and let him watch me as I lathered my hole.  "God that's hot," he breathed.
"I want to fuck you again," he said as he aimed the water at me and allowed
me to rinse.  His cock was rock hard again, so I grabbed the shower head,
turned off the water and dried us quickly.  As I leaned down to dry his
back he reached up and kissed me.  "That's what I'm talking about," he
said.  I laughed.

I helped him out of the shower and headed back to the bedroom grabbing a
condom and the lube.  I rolled the condom down over his throbbing cock and
slathered him with lube leaving as much at the tip as possible.  He lay on
his back and I straddled him, facing him, leaning onto him - my hand
guiding his dick to my empty hole.

I leaned back and he leaned forward, his 6-pack abs still moist and
glistening underneath me.  I felt the head slip in and focused on my
breathing to relax.  He reached up and kissed me - softly, gently, allowing
me time to become accustomed to his fuck rod again.  My hole opened to take
him quickly and I felt him moving inch by inch until I was sitting fully on
his lap.

"It's so fucking tight and hot.  You're hot," he said.  His face was pure
bliss... a good-looking college jock getting his first taste of male
sex... and he was liking it.

He fucked me slowly at first... getting accustomed to the rhythm he would
need to have in this setting... laying under me with casts, holding onto my
back with one arm and holding my waist with the other.  We developed a good
tempo and seemed to be moaning in unison.

"Damn, your cock feels good in me," I said.  He smiled and I leaned in to
kiss him - a taste of coffee still on his tongue as he swirled it into my
mouth.  I kissed and nuzzled his neck, curling my tongue around his ear
blowing gently across the trail my tongue left behind.  I could smell the
shampoo on his moist hair and took some hair into my mouth, sucking the
moisture from it... enjoying having him underneath me - rocking with
me... fucking me.  I licked his shoulder blades and lifted his arm to lick
his armpit.  That sent him into overdrive with louder moans, slamming his
cock into me harder from underneath.

"Ohgod," he whispered.  "You're so good."

I could feel he was close and it started making me close, so I closed my
eyes and concentrated on the feeling of his dick against my prostate -
allowing my own orgasm to build.  I don't know if he came first or if I
did, but I felt my cock jump which tightened my ass around his cock and we
were both cumming... him buried inside me, me cumming onto his belly,
filling his bellybutton with cum.  This was a shorter orgasm for both of
us, but no less intense.

He lay back and blew the air out of his lungs.  "Fuck," he moaned.  I
lifted up to allow his cock to slip from my ass and slap against his belly.
I felt very empty in my bowels.  He looked totally sated... a huge smile on
his face as he watched my face.  I leaned down to kiss him and he kissed me
back - gently.  "I like this," he said and smiled into my eyes.

"Yeah - me too," I said as I lay beside him taking his head into the crook
of my arm.  I played with his hair and rubbed his chest... feeling the
muscularity under my hands and enjoying the peace and quiet.  We were both
tired now and our breathing was calming... my mind now a million miles away
and focused on him at the same time.  Just as I closed my eyes, the
doorbell rang, startling both of us.

I looked at the clock... 9:42 - Will was early, but I hadn't even been
keeping track of the time.

"Shit," we both said in unison.

"Yeah," I said.  "Let me let him in and then I'll come back to clean you
up, ok?"

"Yeah.  Go.  Hurry," he shot out.

I cleaned my cock head and grabbed my shorts.  I might leak a little 'after
cum' onto them, but they're dark shorts, so it shouldn't matter.  Will was
standing at the door with some movies in his hand.  I'm sure he was
surprised to see me shirtless and in shorts.

"Hey, Eric," Will said.

"Hey, come in," I said.  "Sorry... just got him showered a bit ago and need
to finish."  Heading back to the room I kept talking.  "Have a seat.  I'll
have Jake out in a minute."

"Did he say anything?" Jake asked.

"No.  I told him I was finishing your shower."

I started cleaning him with the same towel I'd used for my now well-fucked
ass, wiping my cum from his stomach.  He looked at me, smiled and motioned
for me to come in for a kiss, which I did.

"Let's talk about this later, ok?" he said.  "Nothing big, but let's figure
out what it is and... well, we can talk later, ok?"

I nodded.  "When you're ready - no rush."

I helped him up and took him to the living room to see Will.  Whew... that
was close!

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