xDate: Thu, 17 Sep 2009 15:54:35 -0400
From: hardreader2000@aol.com
Subject: The Further Adventures of Justin & Billy, Chapter 2, Part 3

The Further Adventures of Justin & Billy
Chapter 2 -- Part III
From Justin's viewpoint

When I woke up the next morning, I was laying on my side with Billy's warm
body snuggled up behind me. I could feel his chest rise and fall as he
breathed. A little bit of his unshaven face against my shoulder. His hard
cock pushing up against my ass. It felt great! He was so warm and soft and
hard all at the same time. Kind of a cross between a baby and a man.

He was breathing slowly, making funny little sounds with his lips. I
wriggled my butt to get his cock centered in my crack. I don't know if he
was helping, but it quickly found its place snuggled into my ass cheeks.

Lying there like that my mind began to fill with thoughts. Not of sex, but
of ideas that I had somehow assembled in my mind during the night as I
slept. I needed to talk to Billy. It was funny that I had awakened with
these memories . . . these ideas. I needed to tell them to Billy while I
still had them clear in my mind. I was afraid they might fade like dreams.

What I planned to tell Billy was that he wanted to live in the past and I
wanted to live in the present. His way, with all its rules and limits,
would lead us to stagnation and boredom. And ultimately doom us as a
couple. My way would lead us to interesting changes, excitement and a
lifetime of love together. And, of course, a hell of a lot of great sex.

I must have been working this all out as I slept, because the ideas and
words were completely there. I just needed to wake Billy and tell him. I
was sure I could make him understand that our relationship couldn't be
anchored on some memory he had of how things were when we first . . .

I felt Billy's hand on my semi-hard cock. His fingers were cold against the
warm, soft flesh of my cock. I pulled away slightly and he tightened his
grip. His fingers warming slowly as he rhythmically squeezed and tugged at
my expanding cock. Oh fuck, I loved it when he did this. My cock was
swelling fast. Ohhhhh, shit!

"What do you think you're doing?" he asked. "We've got business to take
care of this morning." And with that he threw off the sheet covering us. He
rolled onto his back. Grabbed his very hard cock in both hands and squeezed
it tight at its base. The top couple of inches swelled even more. Turning
bright red in his tight grip. His cock looked monstrously large. Ready to
attack.

Billy arched his hips, lifting them off the bed and thrusting his cock
upward. As he did, he turned his head to look at me and said in a deep,
guttural and very sexy voice, "You better start sucking my big, hard
fucking cock before I shove it down your throat." And then he gave me the
biggest grin. So pleased with himself. So pleased we were having sex again
the way we used to.

And so was I.

I got up on my hands and knees. Moved his hands away and took his cock in
one of mine. I licked his cock lips as his hips sank back towards the
bed. I was savoring the sweet pre-cum. It tasted so good. I couldn't
resist. I put my lips around the end of his cockhead and started to gently
suck. Like I was nursing his cock. As I savored his slick, hard cockhead, I
was rewarded with the sweetest flow of pre-jizz any boy could hope for. I
let it swirl in my mouth like you might a fine wine. I could feel his ooze
on my tongue. Against the backs of my teeth. Appreciating the subtle
flavors and undertones and texture. His nectar. The best I could ask for.

As I drank it in, I couldn't help but notice the musky aroma of Billy's
crotch. Still unwashed from our night of sex and play with Phil and
Todd. Unwashed from the surprise cum shower I had given him as he jerked
himself off to XTube. Unwashed from the romp the two of us had had last
night in our bed.

God only knew exactly what I smelled. Or whose sweat and cum had created
these aromas. The scent drew me in and I sucked Billy's cock deeper into my
mouth. I felt the hard flange of his cockhead as I sucked it through my
lips. Soon his cock was filling my mouth. Billy's cockhead was rubbing
against the roof of my mouth. I loved sucking cock. Sucking hard on Billy's
cock. His little thrusts in and out. In and out. A little deeper each
time. He groaned. I sucked. The perfect blowjob.

All of a sudden Billy rocked his upper body forward and reached round and
slapped my ass. Hard. But playfully hard. "Look out, I'm coming to get
you," he said and started to turn his body around on the bed. I knew
immediately where he was heading. Straight for my waiting cock. He wanted
to 69. Why not?

He started by licking my nuts, which were hanging in his face. He was just
slobbering on them, lapping at them like a dog. Sucking on them. He had one
hand working on my cock, which didn't need a lot of work. It was already
hard and aching. But I was still getting harder for Billy. And longer,
too. I knew that was what Billy wanted. Me as hard and long as I could
get. And he was gonna get it.

He took me into his mouth. It was wet. Warm. Comforting as he sucked me
in. Almost immediately he started sucking harder. His cheeks pulled in
tight. I don't know quite why, but he seemed to be urgently trying to suck
my cum out of me. No foreplay. No play at all, except for the action he had
been giving my nuts.

I pulled off his cock and told him, "Slow down. Enjoy this. My cock is your
cock to suck however you want, but we're both gonna enjoy it a lot more if
you take your time."

He didn't say anything. He just went back to sucking my cock. Only now it
was slower. More sensual. His tongue swirling around my cockhead.

He resumed his own thrusts. His eight-inch cock into my mouth. I rewarded
him by starting to probe his asshole with my fingers as I sucked him the
best I could. I played a little with his hole and then stuck my fingers in
my mouth alongside his hard cock.

It was a chance to tease him a little extra as my fingers toyed against his
throbbing cock. My knuckles jostled his nuts. Then when my fingers were
good and wet, I put them back to working on his asshole. It didn't take
long for him to yield and let one finger in. Then two. So warm and tight. I
loved Billy's ass. So hot!

I played my fingers in and out but was imagining the whole time it was my
cock going in and out. My mind must have been short-circuiting with the
images of my sucking and fucking. As my cock thrust into Billy's mouth, my
mind imagined it being his ass. The two overlaid. Mixed up. Billy sucking
me off with his ass. God was I hard and fucking ready to
blow. Mouth. Ass. Both. I didn't care. I needed to cum . . . bad!

I knew Billy did too. His pre-jizz was washing around in my mouth. Tasting
so good. His cock throbbing in my mouth. I felt his muscles tense. He
pulled off my cock and said, "I'm gonna fucking blow my load. Don't
swallow. Keep it for me." And then he went back to sucking my cock. But not
as hard or smoothly as before. He was all tense and groaning and so into
being about to blow his load in my mouth he was giving me terrible head.

Then he shot. A lot. I knew I'd never be able to hold all his cum in my
mouth and thought about just swallowing the first couple of loads. Then I
could save the rest. But I had my orders and so I stopped sucking and just
held his thrusting cock between my lips. Tight between my lips. As he
thrust, my tongue played around his cockhead.

As hard as I tried, I couldn't hold all Billy's cum in my mouth. His cum
started to seep from the corners of my mouth. Oozing out around his cock. I
could feel his warm cum running down my chin. And neck. Then Billy started
sucking my cock like a pro. Like I had taught him to suck. It didn't really
matter though. He could have been scrapping my cock with his teeth like a
Girl Scout.

The smell off his cum. The feel of it running down my face. The whole image
of us sucking each other off. 69! I blew. About six shots. Hard and
fast. And I was done. Not bad for all I'd been through the night before, I
thought.

I could tell Billy was holding my load in his mouth. Or at least a lot of
it. Before I choked on all the cum I had from his load, I decided to pull
my cum-filled mouth off Billy's cock. He released mine as I turned to face
him and lowered my mouth to his.

Our lips met as though in a gentle kiss. In reality, I wasn't so much
trying to kiss him as trying not to let any more of his cum leak out. When
our lips were pressed together, I let my tongue part his lips. I could soon
taste my cum as it began to mingle with his. We both worked that double
load of cum around in each other's mouths. Lots and lots of it ran down
Billy's face. Escaping our lips despite our best efforts. Finally Billy,
lying there on his back, had to swallow or suffocate. I swallowed too and
pulled away from our kiss.

I looked down at Billy. He was coated in our cum. From his nose down to his
chest. With this big shit eating grin on his face. I started to laugh as I
collapsed back down on to him. We held each other. Occasionally playing in
our cum. Tasting it. Rubbing it. Dabbing it on each other's
faces. Laughing. Holding each other. Just having fun. Being together. Being
lovers. Being in love.

I decided my talk could wait a bit. I didn't want this to end.

To be continued . . .

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is the second book in the "I Thought I Knew" series. It
is not necessary to read the books in order, although Book 1
chronologically precedes this book. It can be found under the title "I
Thought I Knew" in the High School section.
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identifying information in this story have been changed to conceal the
identities of the characters described. The Copyright for this story is
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