Date: Fri, 9 Dec 2016 04:40:23 -0800
From: Jon Hold <jonhold@earthlink.net>
Subject: Church Camp Buddies Ch. 3

Chapter 3
Butt Fucking


Albert could feel, and smell, Amos' fear. He obviously wanted to be with
Albert, and definitely wanted to at least attempt accommodating his new
pal's need. Amos wouldn't tell Amos until months later about the three big
jocks who had dragged him off into the woods and raped him repeatedly. When
they got done they beat, kicked and stomped Amos into insensibility.

But Albert felt the fear and backed off, taking care of his partner instead
of his lust. He held the smaller boy close to him, loosely, so there was
never a sense that Amos could escape at any time. That is, he could escape
everything except Albert's lips. And tongue. Then there were his gently
insistent fingers. Sensitive, agile, eager, amazed, amazing. Lips, tongue
and long, narrow fingers explored every corner, crease, and bump
encountered while exploring Amos' fair complected body. Black covering
white in minute detail. White enticing, urging, inviting, welcoming every
move made by his black lover. Albert slowing, backing off every time Amos
had the slightest hint if fear or discomfort. He wasn't going
anywhere. However much time Amos needed, Albert would give him. Freely and
gayly [pun intended].

Man! I wanted him so bad! That big cock of his had tasted and felt so
good. And he had been so gentle with me. Caring. Concerned. Taking care of
me when I tried to take too much, too fast. Slowing me down, making our
union more exciting, better played, more meaningful. I wanted him inside
me! I knew it was going to hurt, maybe so bad I'd have to ask him to
stop. But I need to at least try! And already he was protecting me, caring
about me and for me. Getting me so horney, so in need of having him inside
me that I would be willing... no, eager to try.. To have him as deep inside
me as I could take him. As deep inside me as he could reach.

Damn! I NEVER got this horny with any girl I've been with. What is it about
this uptown white-boy that got in such an uproar? Besides his being funny,
and smart, outrageously beautiful.

Beautiful? What the fuck could be pretty about a white BOY? A fucking
spoiled rich kid from the suburbs with no way of knowing about how to live
in da hood. That's a white face. Nothing like anybody I know. He IS good
looking. Just very, very white! Always smileing. That's it. He just sees
me. And he's happy to be with me. Maybe he's just as lonley as I am.

"Amos... You OK with this. With what we're doing?"

"Mmmmm, yeah."

"You done this before?"

"I've sucked some guys. It started when a couple of BMOC's in Jr High took
me out behind the gym and made me suck their dicks. They were trying to
humiliate me. So they could call me bad names and put me down. But they had
nice hard bodies and nice hard dicks, so I sucked their brains out. I
didn't know shit about fellatio, but it was easy to learn, especially since
neither of them boned up to more than six inches. I sucked them off three
times each. Lunch period was half over when I left them laying in the
grass, snoring. I went and joined the girls I usually ate lunch with and
told them all about what had happened. One girl didn't believe me and went
and looked for herself. She came back saying she'd seen them just where I
said they were only their pants were still down around their knees, they
were snoring... and hugging each other.

"The story was all over the campus before my bullies even woke up. That was
the last time anyone got stupid because I sucked their balls dry. And I had
a bunch of guys, jocks mostly, who would come to me needing to share a load
or two with me. Everyone at school knew I was gay. I never came out of the
closet. Mostly because I never went into the closet. A guy wanted his dick
sucked all he had to do was ask politely or show me a hard dick in the
showers after gym class. The guys drafted me as their waterboy for
Football, Basketball, Softball, and the Gymnastics team. My rule was `Win
the game and I'll be in the showers after the game, sucking off the whole
team. Lose the game and you're cut off until you do win a game.' The
coaches were amazed when their teams started being undefeated. They also
knew better than to look into the shower room. Some of the coaches insisted
that they were part of the team and took the opportunity to show their boys
how an experienced adult fucked a faggots throat. They also talked with
their boys about how a real man treated other people, female or male, who
were willing to share sex with them.

"So, I was really popular, the guys got real protective of me and I did my
best to deal with their nearly constant randy hornies. A couple of the guys
tried to talk me into letting them mount my butt, but, somehow, I knew I
had to save that for someone who I could love; could love me. My virginity
would be my gift to the man I wanted to bond with for the rest of my life."

Both boys moved closer together, snuggling and whispering and
giggling. Hands touching, exploring, discovering all of each others tickle
paces, erotic places, how to turn tickle places into erotic places, and
vicety-worster. Tongue-tag quickly turned play into an inflamed, highly
erotic interaction. Both boys were intensely aware of, and interested in
Amos' ass. Amos had his upper leg latched down over Albert's hip, his heel
drumming on the small of his partner's back. Albert was intensely focused
on the small pucker at the bottom of Amos' buttcrack. He had never
encountered a pussy that grabbed his fingers the way Amos' tight pucker
did!

I started just feeling up and down Amos' butt. He surprised me when he put
his leg up over my waist, opening his crack to me, making that tight little
hole of his an open invitation to my lust. I've never had a woman turn me
on like this. Clinging to me as if he was afraid I might jump up and run
away, just because we both knew that my being able to get inside him just
wasn't possible.

What a passionate lover! That big cock of his was trapped between our
bellies and feels wonderful! His trying to fuck my belly, while eagerly
accepting my cock thrusting against his belly and thick, beautiful Amos
reamer. I have to do everything possible to let him be a man... without
hurting me. Oh, it's gonna hurt! That's for sure! But I'm still afraid that
he'll go past a little unavoidable pain and actually hurt me. He's bigger
and stronger than me. What am I doing exposing myself like this to a black
man . A black inter-city tough. Everything I'd ever heard about black
people should have made me run away. Albert isn't like that! Not at all. I
can feel his need. Smell his lust. Taste the randiness from every pore of
his body. Yet I needed to be the aggressor. I could feel him wanting,
needing me, yet pulling back, afraid that I'm so fragile that he might
really hurt me. Well, we'll see about that! Maybe I'll be hurting HIM!

Yeah! Hurt him so good that he'll think he's dying. I've done that to other
kids with my mouth. No reason I can't whoop him with my ass! That was one
hell of a surprise when he whispered in my ear to keep his secret safe,
he's an eighteen year old virgin, just like me. A couple of virgins trying
to teach each other how to fuck! Oy! Have mercy!

Shit! He's a virgin too! What the fuck do we do now? Amos sez to quit
sweating the small stuff! That virgins had been learning about sex from
each other since Adam and Eve. So, did I want to be Adam, or should he fuck
my brains out? We laughed about that and then I rolled on top of him and
fucked his belly, hard! Until he KNEW just exactly who was going to be on
top. ALWAYS!

I'd never leaked cock-snot like this before. My boy wasn't doing a half bad
himself, putting lube down on his end just as thickly as I was at my
end. Which is a good thing considering how hard we were fucking at
each-other. If we hadn't been lubing we would have been punching fuckholes
in each others belly.

My man, Albert. Yeah! That felt really good.  My Man Albert!  My man, my
lover, my black, loving, strong, careful lover-man. Does he feel the same?
/.Has he fallen in love too? If he has, if he does fall for me like I've
fallen for him, that's good. I have to be careful. If he's in love with me,
that's wonderful. If this is just sex to him, I've GOT to give him freedom
to fuck me and walk away.

Jeeze! I've been hornier than hell before. Any number of girls have given
me blue-balls. I've never felt like this before. Yeah. I'm horny. Hornier
than hell. But it's not like, horny to get a piece of ass. Horny to
fuck. --GOD! He sucked my balls dry yesterday. He trusted me so much he
went down on me until his face was rubbing my pubes. He didn't care if I
throat-fucked him until he past out, trusted me to know and to not hurt
him. And now he was opening his ass to me. I'm finger-fucking the hell out
of him with two fingers and he's squatting down on them like he wants
another finger working his ass over, opening him up, spreading and
stretching his asshole until it could be my fuckhole. He wanted me to open
him up so he could swallow my dick with his throat, AND WITH HIS ASS!!!
Damn! He wants me to fuck him... he's eager to take my virginity. He's
doing what no girl has ever tried to do. He's going to pop my cherry just
like I'm gonna pop his.

Jeeze, there he goes! Pushing my ring finger in there with the other
two. Jeeze! The harder I finger him the harder he humps my fingers, the
deeper he wants my fingers, The harder he squeezes my fingers. Damn, my
dicks throbbing like it's totally eager to do it's part, deflowering
Amos. Opening him, fucking him hard just like I fucked his throat
yesterday. Yesterday? Yesterday this boy, MY boy, took half my cherry and
swallowed it whole; now he Was making me give him the other half so he
could chew it up with his ass until all I had was the limp, useless piece
of flesh just dangling there, totally uninterested in any more sex. And now
he wanted to do the same thing to me only with his tight ass.

There! Four fingers! Really opening the man-pussy but good! Getting it
ready for MY cock! Getting MY ASS ready for MY COCK!

My god! He was taking all four fingers, and swallowing my palm, gettig it
as greasy-lubed as his ass! What the F U C K!? My pussy buster wants my
hand out of there so it can really open the kid up, ALL the G-D way!

Oh, WOW! Man he was totally working my ass over. He was doing me so good
that my four to five day opening process was way off base. Now it looked
like, ready or not, I was going to get the dick I wanted, TONIGHT! And I
wanted it! Bad! No matter how hard he fingered my ass it was biting back,
working his hand just as hard as his hand was working me. Ooooooooh... I'm
gonna get his dick in me tonight! No waiting. My new lover was going to
fuck me tonight. What a way to die...

Jeeze. Four Finger Fanny Fuck! I could everything but get my thumb and
knuckles into him, an he was trying to get me to do that! OK. I had to be
in charge or my all too willing boy was gonna ruin hisself. There's only
one thing to do!

Rolling over and scootching up to put his back against the smooth-bark elm,
it was no great effort for Albert to pull Amos up across his lap. The big
black kid held the younger boy down with one hand and used the flat of his
other hand to remind his boy just who the hell was in charge. His boy got
seriously pissed off, kicking his feet and going on and on about how this
was one lousy way to run a rape! How he expected more from a city kid who
really SHOULD know more about fucking a perfectly good ass! Albert just
kept working Amos' ass over until the boy quit cussing, was crying pretty
good as his ass was doing everything except actually glowing in the dark.

You going to be a good boy now?

Yes (hic), Sir.

You want me to spank you some more?

If you want too...

Albert realized that he was going to have to be careful because this boy
was trying his best to make his lover happy, and love him back. He laid
back down and snuggled Amos back into his arms.

You want me to see if you're open enough to take me into that hot ass of
yours?

You want me to spank YOU if you don't!

Both boys laughed, hugging and kissing the whole time. When they finally
quieted a bit, arms and legs entwined in a Gordian Knot of lust, caring,
lust and lust. Both were truly, finally ready to try the next step... a
huge, mind bending step...

Albert was so excited, so ready, swollen so large that the slited tip of
his foreskins contents was peeking through a small circular opening in
expectation. An opening that Albert had never seen before without manual
manipulation of his foreskin. He'd never seen so much crystal clear lube
flowing through the tiny lips of his bright pink cockhead either. All four
fingers and the palm of his right hand now fit easily into his lovers
hole. A hole that was about to get stretched even larger, larger than
either boy could believe.

Albert rolled up over Amos as Amos rolled over onto his back, hooking his
arms over his raised legs, giving the black stallion mounting him the
maximum possible access. The Stallion rose over his intended with all the
power and rampant manliness at his disposal.able

Help me stay in control, Amos! Don't let me get stupid. Guide me, Lover.

No! You're my man! You're in control! You do as you must; I'll love any
thing you do. I know I will! Do me, Albert. Do me the very best that you
can. Fuck me like the man you are, like the man none of your women were
willing to admit they wanted. A man able to take your wanting lover
wantonly, fully, completely; take them as a real man is supposed to take
according to his needs. Take me Albert. I need to learn how to please
you. My virginity is yours Albert. Just as yours is mine! Fuck me, Albert!
Teach both of us how to make love happen...

Grabbing handfuls of silken soft blonde hair, Albert held his boys head in
place so that the soft cushions of his lust swollen lips truly kiss his
Amos as he awkwardly mounted his beloved. Amos, feeling his man carefully,
guilelessly trying to get into a position that, face-to-face, he could
actually copulate with his man. His very-very tall, dark and handsome
man!. Smiling at his lovers tentative approach, as is if he was afraid that
Amos was going to jump up and run away in fear, or start laughing at him
for thinking he was actually going to let him mount; penetrate; and
inseminate his gorgeous ass with the ugly, totally gross growth from
between his hairy legs.

Amos, equally afraid that Albert was going to call enough, too much; firmly
grasped the pendulous, swaying tube that was meant to join them, steadied
and guided the dark organ, helping his Albert find the tiny, pulsing target
between his spread legs.

Contact!

Both boys shuddered as the blunt, shrouded head met, and kissed the
smoothly lubed rosebud, hot and pulsing in anticipation of accomplishing
the heretofore impossible task confronting them.

You gonna try to just jam it in, or are you going to ingratiate your way
into me so that we can both enjoy what we're about to experience?

You're the ingrate! You have no idea how hard this has been for me. Having
sex with another male! Jeez; If anyone back home finds out about us doin'
this stuff I'm a dead man. Fuck them if they can't take a joke! And my
shank's about explode so shut the fuck up and concentrate on relaxing and
opening up to me so we can pop our two cherries in one safe and not quite
insane go while I'm still able to control myself!

Well, there was a very wise older man...

Shush!

Concentrating on each other. Feeling, touching, smelling,
tasting. Kissing. Oh... lots of kissing. Both maintaining
pressure. Fraction by fraction by lube slickened frictionalized inch. Amos
felt himself bravely, carefully, opening to encompass more and more of
Albert's blunt truncheon. Albert, sweating with nervous expectation, trying
to not hurt Amos, needing Amos. Amazed at the emotions and sensations
sweeping through his entire body and mind he very nearly lost control any
number of time; yet kept himself from injuring his Amos. Not that both of
them didn't experience pain. They did! Dick and Butt both! But, to both of
them, the pain was easily worth bringing so much pleasure. Their liking
each other melded, somehow, into love during those awkward, pain riddled
minutes.

Neither could stand the frustration. Both wanted... NEEDED this. They both
lost any semblance of control in the instant. Right here! Right now! Albert
on his forearms and toes, his butt held up by the circus sized tentpole
jutting from his fevered loins and, for the first time in his life, plugged
into the opening into another person. His cum, every shot of it, every drop
was going into Amos, inside him, HE... Albert Francis Brown was actually
impregnating another warm, living, person. Amos.... What is his name? I'm
fucking cumming into another person for the first time in my fucking life
and I didn't take the time to ask him what the hell his name is. Shit!
<spooge> Shit, shit <spooge> shit!

Albert was on his back, legs held securely by Alberts muscle padded
shoulders.  Totally out of his normal, analytical mind. Alberts massive
cock, hard body, and passionate love had driven him around a bend that he
had never known about nor expected. A bend that involved totally submitting
to another. TOTALLY! There was no top nor bottom involved! They both gave
of themselves until there was but one persona, one huge, caring, in love
entity. Them!



Albert slept draped all over Amos. Amos just wiggled deep into Alberts
warmth. Both boys slept better than then they ever had before! Holding each
other.

There is more to this story. Going home. Parents. School. Jobs/work. Life!
Maybe later we can go there.



And speaking of life, just did some hospital time. Sorry for the delay but
I had to make a decision. Finish the chapter, or keep my leg. Guess my leg
won.

Jon

PS. Refrain from getting old as long as possible. Fulfil your dreams
NOW. YOU have but one life, don't squander it!!!




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Permissiveness is the principle of treating children as if they were
adults; and the tactic of making sure they never reach that stage.
     ---Thomas Szasz