Date: Thu, 27 Jul 2000 02:09:58 -0500
From: J. A. Terenas <terenas1@juno.com>
Subject: Black Belt Sex, Parts 1 & 2 (highschool)

The following is a multi-installment story about gay relationships. A
work of fiction, any resemblance to actual persons is entirely
coincidence. The details within this story concerning martial arts are
true and accurate to guidelines of the U.S. Eastern Wado-Ryu Karate-Do
Federation, though that organization in no way sanctions, supports, or
agrees with the pornographic, homosexual, or morally objectionable parts
contained herein. In fact, they don't even know about this.

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Black Belt Sex
by J.A. Terenas

Chapter One

It had been a long three hours, and I was tired from the class. I am a
Karate student at a particularly sucessful school in downtown Nashville,
Tennessee, and Karate is something that i've been doing for ten years,
since I was six. I'm a 2nd-degree black belt now, and I take karate
classes with about 15 other guys my age. And that, my friends, is where
this all got started.

My name, by the way, is Anderson. His was David. David was tallish, 6',
and had a good build with great definition, brown hair, and brown eyes. I
thought he was totally hot, and I've been lusting after him since seventh
grade. He is all I think about when I masturbate, and luckily, we're
pretty good friends because of the Karate class.

So one day, after the three-hour workout (it was Saturday), David came
over to my place to hang out. We walked, because I lived with my parents
and twin brother on the 22nd floor of a downtown apartment building. It
was a really cool apartment with a balcony and an awesome view of the
gleaming downtown of Nashville, a city of about a million in this year of
2001. David and l loved to hang out there, and on that December saturday,
we were on the balcony, just talking about various guy shit. As the day
progressed, we moved into my bedroom and watched TV, played nintendo, et
cetera.

Late that evening, permission was granted for an overnight stay. Aha! I
would make my move.

Chapter Two

At about 9:30, David and I returned from the Belcourt in Hillsboro
Village, where we had just seen a special re-screening of  "Croupier." It
was a great movie, but I was beat (wink wink). Dave and I stripped down
to boxers, and crawled into the same bed. We had actually been sleeping
in the same bed since sixth grade, neither of us particularly homophobic.
As we got next-to-nekkid, I popped a boner. (oops!)

But wait - Dave looked at me with excited, anxious eyes, as if he was
aroused by what had just happened "below deck." He popped one, too!
Without further verbage, we locked lips and I gently lowered him onto the
bed. Our tongues met and I drove mine into his mouth. After that (my
first french kiss ever...) I worked my way down, kissing him on the neck,
the shoulders, the chest, his nipples (paying special attention to
those), his hot abs and chest, I was on fire, and he threw his head back
and moaned softly as a breeze came in from the open balcony doors. I took
my tongue down past his belly button and hit the waistband of his boxers
- an obstacle which I quicky removed with my teeth. Ooh, that's erotic,
isn't it?

"Oh, god, Anderson!" Dave was loving this.

As the tongue foreplay ended, I took his 5.9" into my mouth and began to
run my tongue over the shaft, around the glans, and around the head,
repeating the pattern backwards and with the other side of my tongue. He
moaned, and began to thrust his hips, fucking me in the mouth with both
of his strong hands on top of my head. I felt a tightening in his dick,
and a load of white hot jiz filled my mouth. I swallowed most of it, then
reached up and kissed him, letting the rest of his load escape into my
lover's mouth. We held each other, both of us looking into the other's
face, and we fell asleep face to face.

I have never slept better.

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