Date: Fri, 14 Oct 2005 18:51:57 -0700 (PDT)
From: New Stories <storiesnew@yahoo.com>
Subject: Crazy for Chad - Chapter 4

Crazy for Chad - Chapter 4
by Dennis B.
StoriesNew@Yahoo.com

Copyright (C) 2005 Dennis Banneker, All Rights Reserved.  Exclusive
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All persons, names, places, and descriptions, are purely
fictional.  Any resemblance to actual persons, names, places,
descriptions, is totally unintentional and a pure coincidence.

The events represent actual occurrences that have been so altered
that they are not recognizable to the participants or their mates
observers, relatives, or others in a position of knowledge.
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CRAZY FOR CHAD
by Dennis B.
StoriesNew@Yahoo.com

Chad Allison, 17
Michael Stentworth, 16
______________________


    I don't know what came over me, but I could feel it was good
as my arms went behind his neck.

    "I love you, Chad."

    "Oh, baby!" he said, his body thrashing the water.
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CHAPTER 4


    "Rmmmmmmmmffff!" was all I could say.  Chad leaned into me so
fast and had his lips on mine, pressing hard, squeezing the air
out of me.

    "Hot little Mikey," he said in the sexiest voice.

    I was floating on air.  Chad was thrilled.  We were both
hard, and I felt thirty feet high, and very horny.  As his grip
on me loosened, I slid down his body and went underwater.
Instead of just sucking him, I slipped my hands over his hard
stomach, hips, and legs.  Then my mouth wrapped around his big
manhood.  Now I would make him so excited!

    Before I knew it, his strong hands were under my arms, and he
pulled me up.

    "Mikey, that felt fuckin great, but um--there's something I
gotta tell ya."  He was leaning against the pool wall and pulled
me into his arms.

    But what he'd said made me feel cold.  'Something he has to
tell me?  Oh, no!  Now there was something wrong!'  My stomach
tightened.

    "Okay," I said, starting to shake really bad.

    "Shit.  I can't tell you here," he said, getting out of the
pool and reaching to help me out.

    I stood up, he gave me a towel, and before I was dry, he led
me by the hand into the cabin.  A house, really.

    'It must be serious if we had to go inside for him to tell
me.'  I prayed so hard that this was not ending now, that
something had changed.  It just couldn't.

    We got to the bedroom.  He turned down the covers for me.
'That was nice,' I thought.  I tried to feel good about that, but
my heart was breaking.

    He put me on my back and started running his hands over me,
like I was a wrinkled sheet he was trying to smooth out, watching
my eyes the whole time.  I was hoping he'd get on top of me, but
he lay on his side.  I turned to him.  I was so scared.

    "I don't know . . . how to say this, Mikey," he said, getting
red in the face.  "I'm not good at this stuff.  I wanted this to
be special."

    'Oh, God!  It's not special for him!'  The bottom dropped out
of me.  I was sinking, fading, dying.

    "Chad," I said, feeling tears coming.

    "No, wait, Mikey.  Don't say anything.  I had to pull you off
me, even though I loved what you were doing--"

    'He doesn't want me.  Oh, please, God, don't let this
happen.'

    "It really felt good--with you underwater an' all, but um--"

    "Okay," I said, trying to make it sound final--like I already
got the point and didn't want to hear the rest.  But I could feel
the tremble in my voice.  Did he hear it, too?

    "No, wait, Mike--okay?  Shit!  I'm fucking this up royally!"

    "What?" I said, barely in a whisper, my voice choked, and my
eyes squinting with the tears that would flow at any moment.

    "I love you so fucking much, Michael Stentworth!"

    "Oh God, Chad!"  I thought I'd pass out.

    I saw his tears as he came in for a kiss.  He overwhelmed me.
I wanted to say something, but I could not push him away.  He had
to feel my body trembling.  His tears felt good on my face.

    "I'm sorry, baby!  I'm sorry I fucked up and scared ya.
. . . Aw, fuck no.  Don't cry now, little guy.  I swear, I love
you with my whole fuckin gut!"

    "I don't care about being scared.  You just made me so
happy."  I don't think I sounded very convincing.  I *was* still
frightened, but my brain knew better now.

    "Oh, man--that sounds so fuckin good, little guy!"

    "But, what about when I went underwater and started to--"

    "Well, see--that felt so weird because you said you loved
me."

    "Huh?"

    "Shit!  That's not what I wanna say!  I mean--even though it
was sex, we were playing.  It just wasn't right.  I didn't wanna
tell you I loved you in the middle of sex or playing."

    "Oh!"

    "Yeah.  Now that we're lovers, I thought--"

    "Lovers?  Oh, God, YES!"  I scrambled my arms and legs as
fast as I could and got on top of him within seconds.

    "Holy shit, little guy!" he said, startled.  I guess I
impressed him.

    "You want me to be your lover?" I said, suddenly breaking
into a smile.  My whole body tingled.  I was sure all my teeth
showed.

    "No, I wanna be your lover!  NO--I mean, YEAH I want you to
be my lover!" he said, all nervous and red again.  "Aw, fuck!"

    "We can try that," I said, giggling and starting to get
ideas.  My head swirled.

    "What the fuck?  Try what?"

    "What you said.  I've been thinking about that and . . . I
want you."

    I can't believe how calm I sounded.  I craved him--wanted
that so much, all of a sudden.  The thought of feeling him put
his manhood there thrilled me, even though I could only imagine
what it felt like.  It took a while for what I'd said to click
in, but he eventually got it.

    "HOLY FUCKIN SHIT!  I can't do that to you, little guy.  I'd
hurt you.  I can't do that!"

    "Hmmm--it's your duty now, as my lover."

    "You're fuckin kiddin' me, right?" he said, trying to smile,
but more nervous than I'd ever seen him.

    I didn't say anything.  I just looked at him with my little
grin.  I was bursting inside.

    "Come, on, Mikey!  My DUTY?  You don't mean it, right?
You're fuckin kiddin' me."  I never thought he would hesitate and
be so nervous about this.

    "Yup!" I said, bursting out in giggles like a six year old.

    "Fuck!  You had me goin,' man!"

    We kissed.  A long, hot kiss, and it relieved the tension.
When we pulled apart, we were all smiles.

    "I really want you to do that, though," I said, my finger
making a circle on his chest.  I got his dick to jump.  "How long
are you gonna make me wait?"

    "Shit!  It's not that.  I don't wanna hurt ya!"

    I could tell that wasn't the whole story.  I had to do
something.  I had a feeling I was spoiling it for him.  Chad was
way too tense.  "Is there any food here?"

    "Yeah," he said all excited, relieved, maybe--glad for a
distraction.

    "Cool.  Let's go."

    In the kitchen, I sat and looked at the fresh fruit on the
table.  I would much rather be in bed with him.

    "Dad buys this lunch meat that he freezes, and there's other
stuff."

    "These bananas look good," I said, staring at them.

    "Oh, yeah!  Dad loves fruit.  He was just up here and bought
that."  Chad's head was in the refrigerator.

    "Hey, Chad?" I said, starting to eat a banana.

    "Yeah?" he said, turning to look at me.

    "I was just thinking about this banana, and I thought
something bigger might feel good--you know, maybe inside me?"

    "Mikey--let's . . . I mean, now YOU'RE rushin' it."

    "Yup."

    "Yup," he said, in his usual imitation of me.  Then he got
quiet.

    I started to think that he was right.  *He* was supposed to
be the one to make the moves on me.  Was I treading on his turf?
I noticed his clear liquid spilling out of him, making his dick
sparkle like a diamond.

    "Okay," I said, grinning at him.  "But that's MY pre-cum."  I
dropped to my knees and slurped his manliness into my mouth.

    "Afffffff, oh . . . oh, fuck!"  He leaned over and grabbed a
chair for balance.  He took a few quick breaths.  "Shit," he said
very softly.

    "What?"

    "I can't fuckin say 'no' to you."

    I stood and forced my lips against his--so hard, I surprised
him.  He reeled back a little.  The kiss was warm, loving.  We
started to sweat.  I hugged him as tight as I could.

    "Holy shit, Mikey.  You're a strong little fucker."

    "I love you so much, Chad Allison."

    "You don't know, baby--how much I love you."

    "AH!" I screamed, suddenly airborne.  He was flying me
through the air, heading for the bedroom.  I was thinking, 'Yes,
yes!'  And I knew I had to be careful to let him make the moves.
I didn't want to make the moves anyway.

    Chad smelled faintly of chlorine as he got on top of me for a
kiss.  It struck me as a clean smell.  Soon our natural scents
began to excite me, and I think they had the same effect on Chad.
I felt his hot man juices all over my leg.

    "This is like a dream, Mikey," he said, his face directly
over mine.

    "Oh, God--I was just gonna say that."

    "Yeah," he said, sitting up more and sliding his hands over
me.  My chest and arms never felt so good.  Chad was naked with
me and rubbing me!  "I kinda thought I liked guys.  But when I
saw you more and more, I knew I liked guys--not guys, but you."

    He was so dreamy.  He said all that, and he didn't curse.

    "Chad, this isn't a dream, right?"

    "No, lover guy," he said, bending over me, a magnificent
smile on his face, "it ain't no dream."

    Lover guy!  Oh, yes!  I was shaking with need for him.  I
wanted him.  I could only hope he needed me the same way.

    "Mmmfff!" was all I could say.  His lips were on me again.
Then his mouth slid gracefully to my ear.

    "I'll try my best, Mikey.  I want this, too," he said,
whispering softly, "but if it hurts and you don't tell me, I'll
beat the crap outta ya."

    I knew he didn't mean it word for word.  I was pretty sure it
was Chad's way of saying he loved me and couldn't stand it if he
hurt me.

    "Um, okay," I said, grinning ear to ear, reaching up to wrap
my arms around him--only to find air.  "Chad?"

    "Be right back.  Stay there," he said, his voice fading as he
went down the hallway.

    I was very nervous for a lot of reasons.  I didn't like that
he was gone.  I started counting from one to a hundred, just to
keep myself sane until he came back to me.  I got to a hundred
and started over.

    When I got to two-hundred sixty-seven, there he was, carrying
a tray with a bottle of wine and two glasses.  My heart pounded
with a million emotions.  And, there as no way to avoid it, the
tears came.

    "Chad!  What's this?"

    "It's for the new couple," he said with a soft charm that no
one would believe Chad could have in him.  He set the tray down
as soon as he saw my wet face.  "Are them good tears or bad
tears?"  His voice was soft but frightened.

    "Good tears, ya big oaf," I said, laughing and crying at the
same time.  I started to feel dumb, and blushed.

    "That's better," he said.  "I know you're okay when you
blush, little guy."

    And so carefully, he poured two glasses of wine.

    "Wow, this is sweet," I said, totally taken with him.

    "A toast to the groom," he said, waving toward me and handing
me a glass.

    "I'm the groom?" I said nervously.

    "Shit, we're both the groom, I think."

    "Oh.  Okay."  We each took a sip.

    I was wondering where he got the wine, and if he'd get in
trouble with his dad for drinking.


    We put our glasses down and slid down in the bed on our
sides.  I loved gazing into his big bright blues.

    Something changed--a good change.  A softer mood maybe, but I
sensed it for both of us.  We were still hard, but things weren't
sexual for the moment.  Chad's eyes relaxed, and I felt his
relaxation go into me somehow.

    We touched, talked, smiled--but under all that something was
happening, I didn't know what.

    "I loved it when you told me you're a virgin, little guy.
That's hot."

    "I was so embarrassed, thinking you'd be disappointed.  But I
thought for sure you'd had like tons of sex and--"

    "Yeah, I know.  I think it's hot that *I'm* a virgin too.  I
sorta turn myself on when I think of that."

    "Turn yourself on?"

    "No, not just me.  Fuck, I ain't sayin' it right.  I mean--
when I think I'm a virgin for ya--you know, like for YOU."

    "Oh," I said with the biggest smile of my life.  "Wow, I
never thought of it that way.  So--we're like NEW for each
other?"

    "Fuck, yeah!  A new car's always better 'n a used one.
Except for my T'Birds."  Chad laughed softly, quietly, like it
was a special laugh just for me.

    "I love you."

    "Shit, little guy, I'm fuckin heels over my head in love with
you--you're cute little face and natural athlete's body.  And you
got the fuckin sexiest dick!  Shit--all this pre-cum ain't all
mine," he said, lifting off me and checking it out.

    I think it's cute when he gets sayings mixed up.  I could
never correct him on that.  I didn't want to change him.  I felt
a lot of wetness on me.

    "Yeah, I think I've been--"

    "Fuck!  We made a flood down here!"

    Then I looked.  "God, that's hot!"

    "I want that," he said, staring at my little bone, which
looked small, next to Chad's.

    I was thrilled.  But I jumped when his hot mouth slid down my
dick.  I prayed that I would not cum right away.  This had to
last.

    Then he just slid his athlete's body up me and put his big
chest on mine.  His dick was jumping up and down.

    "I feel that."  I wanted to say `I want that.'

    "Shit, Mikey, you know--"

    He just stopped.  Then he kissed me.  A soft kiss--calm, not
rushed.  There was that relaxed feeling again, as his lips
touched mine gently.

    I felt myself shiver.  But I was burning with curiosity about
Chad and his feelings.  I waited for him to say more, but he
never did.

    "So, how long did you know?"

    "Shit, little guy, I been nuts over you since I first saw
ya!"

    "No--well, thanks, Chad," I said, blushing.  Chad giggled
really loud.

    "I wanna say it again.  You are so fucking cute when you
blush!"

    "Do I hafta answer that?"

    "Nope."

    "Nope," I said, inspired by the moment, and finally daring to
imitate HIM for a change.  But it was kinda sexy the way he said
it, with a little blush and all.  "You are too."  That made him
blush more.  Oh God, yes!  I can make him blush!

    "Fuck, you're cute, even when you DON'T blush."

    "You, too," I said, then he leaned in closer and hugged me.

    This was the best day of my life.  All warm and snuggly with
Chad.  Of all people, Chad!  I lay there with him and listened to
his breathing.  Even that sounded strong.  Then I got the courage
to say what I was asking before.

    "How long did you know you were g--I mean--are you . . . you
know, gay, like me?"

    "Well," he said, blushing and sounding nervous, "I know I
love you and want you more than anything . . . And, I don't want
anyone else.  So--I never thought about it that way, but I guess
I am.  I wasn't sure if you were, but I really didn't think about
that either."

    "Wow!"  I don't remember Chad ever saying that much at one
time.  And no cussing, either.

    "I wasn't sure how to find out if you'd want me--you know,
that way.  And then today . . . It just happened."

    "You just came out and said it.  You were so brave."

    "Fuck, no!  I was shakin' so bad, Mikey."

    "Well, um--I was too, and--"

    "These lips," he said, looking into my eyes, running his
finger over my mouth, "are the sexiest lips in the world."

    And then he just squeezed me and put his mouth at my neck,
licking and kissing.  When he rolled on top of me, his dick poked
between my butt cheeks.

    "Ooh, I like that," I said, the breath half going out of me
as his manly pole excited my body.

    "Mmmm," he said, exhaling.  His warm breath sent tingles and
shivers through me.

    "Yeah!" I said, all breathless.  I squirmed and moved my
butt, helping his hard maleness to settle in more.

    "Fuck," he said softly, pumping his hips a little.  He
sounded surprised.  Surprised that I squirmed?  Surprised that it
felt good to him?

    "Oh yeah, Chad," I said, shaking with excitement.

    "Sweet Mikey," he said in a whisper.

    `SWEET Mikey?  Oh yes!' I thought.

    Then he sat up.  His brow wrinkled as he looked at me.

    "Yes," I said.

    I watched his long arm reach over as he opened the nightstand
drawer.  He brought out a tube.  I knew what it was.  He was
going to take over.  Chad was going to make love to me.

    I jumped when the cold stuff hit my butt, and lay there
mesmerized watching him lube his big dick.  `Will that go in me?'
I wondered.  It had to.

    His eyes stayed on mine, his face telling me he wanted to say
something.

    "Oh, baby."  He was all breathy as he came down on his hands,
supporting himself that way, his body stretched over me like he
was going to do pushups.

    My brain was a blur.  All I knew was his beautiful face
looking at me, and his body over mine.  In my head I pictured his
beautiful dick, thinking of what was going to happen now.

    I didn't know what to do, but I was glad he did when he
lifted my feet to get them on his shoulders.  I had seen pictures
of that, but in my state of mind I never thought of it.  I'm glad
he was the one to do that.

    We didn't know about fingers or stretching.  Somehow, Chad
knew to be gentle.  He pressed the tip of his hot dick against my
hole so softly.

    "Baby--how's it feel?"

    "Warm!" I said, feeling the grin on my face.

    He pushed a little harder, bit by bit--and it seemed to take
forever.  He stretched me slowly with the head of his hardness,
making me moan with the incredible feeling of that part of him
touching me there.  Gradually, he pushed harder, and there was a
little pain, until the tip of him slipped inside me.

    "YES!" I shouted, scaring him.  Chad jumped.

    "Oh, fuck!" he said, shaking with excitement.  "Oh, little
Mikey!"  The pleasure got to him.

    That's when he slid his hands all over me, his hips
quivering.  I had thought about how it would feel to him, but now
his body was telling me.  I knew he wanted to go in fast, but he
stayed that way.

    "You feel so good, little guy, uhhhhh."

    "Oh, Chad--I never thought it would feel this good."

    That was like a cue to him.  He pressed in, giving me another
inch of his hot shaft.

    "Oh, shit," he said, his eyes shut tightly now, like it was
hard for him to go slowly.

    "Oh, yeah, Chad--ohhh, yeah."  I put my arms around him,
pulling him gently toward me.

    Chad let himself push another inch into me, into the little
opening that felt so good with him there, making me feel hot all
over, especially where he was stretching me open.  But then it
hurt all of a sudden.

    "AH!  Okay wait."

    "Okay, baby."  Chad shook all the more.  "Then he looked up
at me in a panic.  "Am I hurtin' ya?"

    "No.  I'm getting used to you being there.  Chad, I love you
so much!"

    "Love you, baby!"

    "I'm ready."

    And with his quivering muscles, he sank his cock into me.

    "Ohhh, yes!  Yes, Chad, yes!"

    "Ohhrrrrfff!" he shouted, pulling back and pushing his hard
mast in again, a hot steel rod in the little hole that wanted him
there.

    But it was more than that.  Everything floated now, as I felt
his whole body was going inside me.  He wasn't just giving me his
love; wasn't just putting the best part of himself in me.  His
arms pulled me up.  He was pulling me into him, somehow--making
me a part of him as much as he was joining himself to me.

    It was like our chests blended into one, our hearts coming
together with our bodies, as he pumped his manhood so gently,
giving me his maleness while I gave him my little passageway--a
shroud for his lovemaking that would make him feel good, as he
satisfied my ache for him.

    He sped up.  Jolts of lightning struck inside me as he
plunged faster and deeper.  I had dreamed of this, but never
dreamed of all the good feelings that went along with it--that he
was making me feel--giving his whole self to me.

    "Oh, Chad!"

    "Baby!" he said, his voice squeaking, his body letting go.

    And he pounded me, jamming his hard hot flesh deeply now, his
muscles at full force, hammering himself into my little body with
all the need and desire he had.

    The more he slammed against me, the more I needed and wanted
him, until each of Chad's desperate thrusts thrilled me and had
me craving more.

    Sweating now, our bodies moved more gracefully, in spite of
the incredible force and speed of him--the fluid motions
electrifying me.  And the sounds and scents of him, mixed with
mine, had me convulsing with pleasure as I floated to the clouds.

    "Yes!"

    "OH!  Oh, GOD!" he screamed.

    Then I knew what pounding was.  I was entranced with the slap
of our bodies colliding, the sweet sound of his frantic breaths
mixing with the liquid sound of his penis stabbing me
desperately.

    "UHHHHH!" he shouted, seconds before I felt the hot flood of
him warm my insides, shooting me full of his manly seed, his
forceful eruption causing tingles and sensations I could never
have imagined until now--until he was making love to me and
coming inside me.

    And he thrilled me--my head and body spinning with incredible
pleasures.

    "Uhhhhhhhhh!  Michael!  OHHH!"

    His potent streams shot into me, I don't know how many times,
until my excitement had me digging my fingers deep into his back.
Chad gave a final mighty shout, and thrust deep into me,
collapsing finally.

    And we floated in bliss, the aftermath exciting me no less
than his magnificent lovemaking--his penis throbbing endlessly
inside me, my body clenching to hold him there, our breaths deep
and loud--soothing yet exciting.  Each of his awesome breaths
reminded me of his deep thrusts, and the thrill they gave me.

    We clung to each other, squirming slowly in a new oneness, an
indescribable closeness, a love that gave to me as I gave back,
completing the mythical circle.  We loved each other, but now we
belonged to each other.

    Chad had made me his.

Dennis B.
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