Date: Sun, 23 Mar 2003 11:29:46 -0600
From: Craig Nickels <cnickels@kansas.net>
Subject: Gay celeb story:  Huck Everlasting

Huck Everlasting

a.k.a. Huck Tuck Fuck Everlasting

by Craig Nickels cnickels@kansas.net

A novel celebrity (or literary celebrity) story involving gay sex


This is a story based loosely on characters created by Samuel Clemens
(better known as Mark Twain) circa 1884. Later, it may include characters
from "Tuck Everlasting" by Natalie Babbitt. It may also later borrow from
"Further Adventures of Huckleberry Finn" by Gregg Matthews, circa 1983. My
apologies are extended to any heirs of Samuel Clemens and/or Ms. Babbitt,
or Mr. Matthews who might read this.

In as much as Disney seems to be buying up everything these days, the
company may now own the rights to Twain's "The Adventures of Tom Sawyer"
(1875) and "The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn" (1884) which were sort of
combined into the film "Tom and Huck." (1995) Disney appears to now own
"Tuck Everlasting," having made a film based on that book in 2002.

While I did NOT have Brad Renfro and JT Thomas in mind as Tom and Huck, if
you picture them as you read this, so be it, or picture yourself as Huck
and your fave boy as Tom. As for Jesse Tuck, I DID have Jonathan Jackson
(from the film "Tuck Everlasting") in mind, but this IS a story, based on
fictional characters, and is not meant to suggest sex practices of any real
people.

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Chapter 1

You don't know about me without you read a book by the name of "The
Adventures of Huckleberry Finn," but that ain't no matter. That book was
made by Mr. Mark Twain, and he told the truth, mainly, 'cept there was
parts he left out 'cause even HE felt they were stretched. Well, I ain't
never seen anybody but stretched a tale One time or another.

Well that tale ended with Tom's Aunt Sally's plans to sivilize me. Ha! She
might as well tried to sivilize a wildcat!

I was nearly 16, and I'd already tasted freedom. There was no way I was
gonna give that all up.

One thing that came of the attempts to sivilize-oops, civilize me, is that
I lerned, uh learned to read, and write, and spell (well 'nuff to be
understood anyways). So I decided to try to find out about Ma's family. I
discovered her family name was Tuck and she'd come from the Appalachia area
- which was still a pretty big chunk o' territory. Folks that remembered
her (she'd died soon after I was born, which is maybe why Pap was so cross
with me, I reckon he blamed me for her death) said she didn't seem like a
Kentucky girl, but not quite Pennsylvania Dutch either. I figured for her
to have hooked up with a man like Pap, she must've been from West Virginia,
or maybe the Maryland hills; maybe she'd been a poor coal miner's
daughter. Anyway, that's where I decided to look. But first, I had to get
there. Tom and me, we took some o' the money we'd found from our earlier
adventures, an' we slid out and headed east on a train. There's som'n about
a train that gets a guy horny. There's something about riding on a train
that makes a guy horny. Between the motion of the train, the sounds, and
the thought of those pistons pumping, pumping, I wanted to pump my cock
something fierce.

I remembered one time, 'bout a year earlier (Tom was 13, I was 15), when
Tom, swiped a 'cyclopedia or some'in' from the library so's he could read
about sex. We'd been skinny dippin' and I guess Tom was horny because he
pulled this book out of a sack he'd brought with him.

"Listen to this, Huck. I got this book called Sex Techniques of the comma
sutra." (I don't know how to spell it, but that's how it sounded.) "Says
here there's a lot more to sex than just humping a girl to make babies."

"Shucks, Tom, I could'a' tol' you that. Sex is as much about Feeling as it
is about Doing. The main reason to DO it IS the Feeling. Thought you knew
that, we stroked off and ejac-jacked off together 'nuff times. (We'd been
jacking off together since he was 12 and I was 14.)

A fly lit on Tom's nose as he continued. "Talks here about fell- achoo."

"Fella chew?"

"That's where you take a guy's dick in your mouth ."

"And chew on it? Gee Tom, wouldn't the teeth kinda hurt?"

"Not fella chew, it's fell -" he tried to sound it out "fell-A-show,
something like that: f e l l a t i o, fellatio. You make your mouth like a
pussy, sort of, licking and sucking a guy's cock. You wanna try it, Huck,?"

"Well now that depends a mite on who you got in mind to do what. Do you
wanna do this fell- , do you wanna suck me, or do you want me to suck you?"

I knew what the answer would most likely be, but I still had some hope that
Tom would decide to suck me first.

"Well, I'll have to read and tell you what to do," said Tom, "so you suck
me first, then I'll do you."

"All right, but you better not weasel out on me, Tom Sawyer!" I said ,
already getting hard at the thought of Tom sucking me.

"Step 1," Tom begins, "place lips around the penis and move mouth all
about, taking the penis in and out without concentrating on any one area of
it."

I took his cock in my mouth. It kinda reminded me of tasting a pig in a
blanket - that's a sausage wrapped in a flapjack.

"Step 2," Tom continued, "kiss the sides of your lover's penis with your
lips and gently brush your teeth along it or nibble on its sides. Hey, I
guess it is 'fella chew' after all."

I done like he said, near as I understood anyway.

"GENTLY, Huck," Tom squealed.

"Step 3, With lips close together, kiss penis with suction while pulling
back with your mouth and drawing the penis out with your hand. Then go back
down on it, taking the head of your lover's penis into your mouth and
sucking on it, as if sucking a straw."

I sucked him. I was starting to enjoy this. I had felt for some time that I
just didn't care for girls, that I was attracted to boys. Tom and I had
jacked off together for a little over a year now (since he was 12 and I was
14), and I'd been feeling there ought to be more we could do. The only
thing I'd thought of was fucking his ass, but I figured he wouldn't let
me. Now I was looking forward to him sucking me. And if he tried to weasel
out of it, I WOULD fuck his ass!

"Oh yeah, Huck, that feels great," Tom moaned. "Now, press your lips firmly
against the penis and draw back, letting it slide out of your mouth. That's
it. Now kiss your lover's penis softly and gently, but hard enough for him
to feel the sensation, then stroke your lover's cock all over with your
tongue; lick your lover's penis from tip to base like a lollipop."

I followed his directions.

"Now take the penis into your mouth and forcibly kiss and suck it. Use lots
of tongue and sucking action on the upper half of the penis. Be very
passionate, as if you were going to swallow it up. Explore the most erotic
kiss of all. Oral sex is the most sensual of all love play, capable of
producing sensations that far surpass the pleasures of intercourse."

I followed his directions again.

"Oh skip the book, Huck, I wanna fuck your face. This feels SO good!"

It might seem like Tom was getting all the pleasure as I gave it out, but
this wasn't the case. Over the last year, we'd become lovers, and now each
of us was giving to the other and to himself. One gives his penis, the
other his mouth; one gives his trust, the other his care; one feels the
warm, caressing mouth, the other feels the strong, warm penis - and all are
pleasing. It's true that I maybe didn't know what to do at first; but not
being overly civilized, I didn't have any cultural fears, just
inexperience, and I figured this fellatio, like most human acts, must be
learned, and learning anything takes time and patience.

As Tom started to get very excited, I started moving my head from the
shoulders and upper back instead of my neck, so that I was bouncing up and
down with my whole upper body. This seemed to give more energy to the
strokes yet was actually less tiring.

Tom was grunting now, bucking and humping my face. I began to be wary of
gagging on his cum, so I wrapped one hand around the bottom half of his
cock, so I could slide it out quick. Sure enough, Tom started cumming.

I managed to swallow most of his jizz, but a few drops dripped down onto
Tom's hairless balls and I released Tom's dick with a slurp to lick them
up. Tom gave a shiver and produced one last little drop of cum which fell
on my cheek. I stood up and grinned. "Now my turn."

"Uh, Huck, about that."

"You're not weaseling out on this, Tom Sawyer!" I said, grabbing him and
knocking him to the ground so that he was butt up beneath me. Tom had a
great bubble butt: round, smooth, just right for fucking, and I was gonna
take it!

"Let's see what your book says about fucking ass!" I said, getting the book
with one hand, since it was in easy reach.

"No, Huck," Tom begged.

"Ah, here we go. 'With the woman lying flat on her stomach, the man lies on
top and thus can have free hands. However, penetration is not easy in this
position, and you can't thrust deeply. The main advantage is that the woman
is weighed down and restricted in how she can move, though the man can
still move freely."

"From this position, both partners can roll over on their sides, still
facing the same way, with one leg drawn up. This position allows bodily
relaxation plus free hands to explore and caress. Also entry is easy and
fairly deep, and avoids the one person pressing fully on his
friend. Movements are somewhat limited, though vigorous thrusting is easy
once you get used to the posture."

I grabbed Tom and rolled with him onto our left sides. Now I couldn't
really read anymore, so I winged it. I had Tom in kind of a leg lock, but I
still needed my right arm around his neck to keep him from fightin' me and
gettin' away.

With my left hand, I stuck my index and middle finger up Tom's ass.

"No, don't fuck me, Huck," Tom cried.

"I haven't even STARTED to fuck you YET, Tom, that's my FINGER!" I told
him.

I pushed the tips of my fingers further into his anus. I was glad it felt
clean with no sign of shit. I felt the sphincter give way so I kept pushing
gently past the thick muscle and into the rectum. This must have been a bit
uncomfortable to Tom at first, because he complained "Oh, it burns."

Now I started exploring, feeling around, sort of massaging Tom's
rectum. >From the change in his voice - from screams to a contented sort of
purr - I figured he liked it, even if he wouldn't admit it.

With my left thumb, I was doing my best to try to massage Tom's balls, but
I couldn't quite reach them. I learned later that I was massaging his
perineum -- the ridge of flesh between the anus and the scrotum. It
represents a continuation of the tubes that make up the penis and are
engorged with blood during erection. Pressure applied to the perineum can
cause an erection, and pressure during an erection will cause an effect
similar to squeezing the middle of a balloon - the rest of the balloon will
inflate larger. Similarly, when the perineum is pressed, blood will push
into the penis, causing the glans (head) to grow larger and more nerve
endings in it to be exposed

Tom loved this technique. "Oh YEAH, Huck! Now THAT feels GOOD!"

"You ready to let me fuck you now?" I asked.

"Yeah, long as you keep stroking me and jack me off."

"Good, now this will take some preparation," I said. "I still want you to
suck me to get me all nice and hard, and I figure I need to lube you to
take my cock, but we haven't got anything for lube, 'cept maybe spit."

Without really knowing what we were doing, we got into a 69 position, me on
top (I wasn't taking any chances with Tom getting away) so Tom could suck
me and I could tongue his ass.

Once we got each other worked up, it was time to fuck. Since being on our
sides had seemed to work before, that was the position we chose now. I
poked with my cock and found his opening and pushed my way in. There was a
little resistance at first, but once I got into the rectum, we both thought
it felt great.

To keep Tom happy, I began roaming my hands over his young body, starting
by caressing his face (he sucked on my fingers part of the time). Then I
enjoyed stroking his smooth chest, tweaking his nipples, tickling his
belly, before I moved down and started stroking his cum-filled balls and
the skin just below his sack (the perineum). Tom enjoyed the attention!

Then I started thrusting, grinding, rotating my hips circularly and rocking
my pelvis from left to right. Tom was doing his own motions, mostly jacking
off while I fucked. This had the effect of complementary thrusting or
counter-thrusting, doing his own rocking or swaying his hips in a
side-to-side motion throughout the fuck. I began to wonder which of us
would cum first. True, Tom had just cum after getting his first blow job,
but I'd known him to easily cum 4 times a day, with two of those being
within about half an hour of each other!

Tom started to cum about a minute before I did, coating his hand and mine
with a layer of what Tom later described as "icing." His lust and increased
motions with his ass were enough to bring me over the top and soon I was
shooting several spurts of boy cream up his ass.

When we were done, we just lay there for awhile, spent. Tom licked his
fingers and mine, tasting his cum. Yummy," he observed, "just like it
looks, like icing. Yeah 'icing on the cake.' If YOU taste like this, I'll
be HAPPY to suck you next time, Huck."

"Thanks, but we'll need another swim first, if that's gonna be today. Just
remember you owe me," I told him.

"Sure thing. And Huck, you think you could fuck me again? I think I could
REALLY enjoy that now that I know what to expect."

"Sure thing," I told him.

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That's the end of part one.

So what do you think? Shall I continue with Huck's further adventures?

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