Date: Mon, 15 Jan 2007 21:23:29 -0800 (PST)
From: Kevin Carson <kc.drummerboy@yahoo.com>
Subject: Drummer Boys - Part 16

This story is about my relationship with my friend and, well,
more-than-a-jack-off buddy.  Yes, it includes gay teen sex stuff.  It's
based on true experiences but some of the names and places have been
changed for privacy.  Hey, if this is illegal where you're at or if you're
too young to be reading this, then you better not.  Getting in trouble
isn't cool.  All rights reserved.  No reproductions permitted without prior
permission.

Thanks to all of you from around the world who have written to me.  I
really appreciate your comments/feedback and questions about this story.
My email is: kc.drummerboy@yahoo.com.

Sincerely, Kevin.

Part 16.

Like I said... I want to tell you what we did was wonderful.  That's what I
want to tell you.  I want to...but...well, the truth is, it was and it
wasn't wonderful.  I really had no idea what to expect...about having sex,
or about anything at all.

I really don't equate actual feelings of love with actual physical sex.
I'd still love Mark, and be in love with him, with or without sex.  He's
that important to me.  Our relationship is that important to me.  It's not
just the sex.  I don't love Mark just because of the sex.  I can have sex
with myself...I do all the time!  It's not just his sweet looks or his cool
hair or how big his cock is or how hard it gets.  It's not just the way he
tastes or the way he smells.  It's how he smiles.  It's how he teases me,
and yes, how he even gets a little annoyed with me.  It's the way he cares
about me and looks out for me.  It's how he loves me too.

I know, the actual sex stuff is important too, I know.  All the stuff Mark
and I do with each other...to each other...I'd never do with anyone else.
Touching each other's bodies in all the private places, kissing, licking,
jacking each other off.  We've had our tongues and fingers everywhere on
and in each other.  My God, Mark and I have had our dicks in each other's
mouths and ate each other's cum.  You can't get much closer to another
person that that.  We know things about each other no one else knows.
Those secrets I'll never tell anyone, not ever.  But now I let him fuck me,
and it changed me forever.  But it's all good.

Like I said...I really didn't know what to expect.  I handed the rubber and
the KY to Mark.  I laid back and he straddled me, his legs over my sides.
He bent down on top of me and kissed, licked and nibbled me everywhere.  It
felt great, his wet tongue on my skin.  I had only the slightest buzz from
the shots of Jagermeister.

Mark softly kissed my ears, my neck, my lips, just little smooches.  He
licked his way down to my collar bone and below.  His tongue swirled around
my nipples and he lightly sucked on them before gently biting each one.  He
rubbed his entire face in my chest.  I felt the smoothness of his hair and
the warmth of his breath on my skin, and it was more incredible than ever.
He placed his hands under my butt and lifted me up as he rubbed his nose in
my pubes and kissed my dick and all around it.  He teased me for a while
before deep-throating my throbbing pole.  Before he took me in his mouth
his tongue licked up all the precum that had poured out, all up and down my
dick, in my pubes and on my stomach.  I even felt some of the wetness on my
balls.  He licked up every drop.  And when there was another gush of it he
licked that up too.

I let him do whatever he wanted.  He turned me over and had me raise up
slightly on my knees.  He got in position behind me and spread my
asscheeks.  I could feel his breath on my butthole as he pushed me apart
with his thumbs.  Then I felt the hot tip of his tongue darting in and out
of my opening.  He worked in a finger along with his tongue, just like in
the shower.  It made me shiver.

Mark turned me over on my back again, and pushed one of my legs up to my
chest.  He squeezed a generous amount of lube on his finger and soon I
could feel it's slippery coolness at my hole.  He circled his finger around
my pucker where his tongue had been, then worked it all the way in, gently
at first, then a little more forcefully.  I bucked and sort-of sat up, his
finger was in so far it hit something way up inside me that gave me a jolt.
I screamed "Oh!!" like five or six times and he kept pushing his finger in
farther each time, I swear.  Then I felt a little more stretched than
before.  He was touching something in there.  What...I don't know.

Then Mark put a little more lube directly on my hole and stuck in his two
index fingers instead of the index and middle fingers on the same hand.
That enabled him to stretch me even more so.  It hurt like hell at first,
stretching the outer part of my hole, but felt great way up inside.

"How many fingers do you have in me?"

"Two, now."

Mark stopped only long enough to tear open the condom and roll it down over
his dick.  Which, by the way, had it's own stream of precum glistening from
the tip of that big horsecock to the blanket below.  He grabbed more KY and
coated my hole again as well as his covered cock.  He leaned in towards me
and I could feel the head of his pole try to make passage into my asshole.
He pushed.  It went in a little, but not a lot.  He kept trying but it
wouldn't go in.  I wondered what I was doing wrong.

Well, like I said, not knowing what to expect, I didn't know how much it
would hurt.  The actual physical pain of Mark putting his dick in my
asshole.  Searing pain.  It felt like a knife going in me.  All kinds of
thoughts ran through my brain.  I thought he was splitting me in two.  I
even wondered if I was bleeding back there.  Yeah, I've seen the gay porn
vids.  Probably shouldn't be looking at that stuff but I do.  It's hot!
Some of those guys (supposedly first-timers too), they make sex look so
easy.  Let me tell you, it ain't easy.  It gets easier, but it wasn't easy
at first, that's for sure.  He told me to push out. It still didn't work.
He told me just to relax.  So I did.  That worked a little better.

"Damn you're tight," he whispered.  I tried to pull my asscheeks apart, but
there was so much lube there it was difficult to get a good grip.

"I want you to fuck me Mark.  Do you want to fuck me?  I can take it, fuck
me.  I can take it.  Fuck me..."

And slowly but surely he eased in.  His dick felt as big as one of the
firelogs in the outer part my asshole.  I held my breath, and then I
breathed out heavily.  I held my breath again and stared into Mark's eyes
staring at me.  My dick went soft.

Mark stopped for a minute, just keeping his cockhead in my hole.  He put
his arms under my back.  I tried to relax and as I did he started to slide
out.  Then I really wasn't prepared for what happened next.

He grunted, placed one hand on my thigh and gripped the other around his
dick and drilled into my hole non-stop until it was all the way in.  All
the way.  And I mean all...the...way.

"OhhhhhhhhGoddddddddddd!!!" I screamed.  He held still, but his heavy
breathing continued.  I felt so damn full, I swear I could feel it in my
throat.  Now I was hard again, very hard.  "Fuck me, fuck me.  I want you
to FUUUUUUUCK MEEEEEEEE!!!!!"

And believe me, he did.

We both made sounds.  Just sounds.  Unintelligible sounds.  Loud sounds.
Screaming sounds.  Oh's and oo's and ahh's and mmmm's.  He picked up speed.
It still hurt, but felt good too, at the same time.  Pleasure and pain.
Different, very different.

Like I keep saying, I didn't know what to expect.  Yes, I stroked myself,
but was concentrating on what Mark was doing.  I didn't cum.  I didn't know
why I couldn't.  Mark got close but didn't cum either, and after a while he
slowed, then stopped.  He asked me if I was alright.  I said "yes."

"I love you, Mark."  I might have been crying.

"I love you sweetie."

He pulled out of me and I could actually feel my pulse in my asshole.  He
took off the rubber and we laid there, Mark feeling me all over and kissing
me again and again.  He jacked me off and I came all over the place.  After
I regained consciousness I straddled Mark, lubed up his dick and balls with
spit and KY and worked him into a frenzy.  He twisted and turned as he shot
his hot sweet juice on his arm, chest and stomach.  I licked it up, then we
kissed.

We didn't say any more, we just curled up on the blanket, covering our
spent, naked bodies with another blanket and fell asleep, me spooning Mark
from behind.

It was so unbelievably dark in the cabin.  And I had no idea what time it
even was.  But I thought I was dreaming.  At some point, in the middle of
the night Mark and I both woke up, at the same time.  I was already hard as
a rock.  We hugged tighter than ever.  Still silent, our lips met and we
started to kiss.  I was on my back; Mark was on top of me.

This time I knew what to expect.  It just...happened.  I lifted my knees to
my chest and Mark easily slid his hard cock into my hot, still-twitching
hole.  I was still slippery from before, since I never wiped my ass after
out first go-around.  Maybe I was just numb back there, but it hurt only
for a second.  He was all the way in and pumping hard, I could feel his
loose nuts slapping on my butt cheeks.  I reached down and tried to feel
anything I could find...on his body or mine.  At one point I think I was
playing with both our slippery nut sacs at the same time.

Mark was going deep and he felt different in me this time.  Then, amid our
"oh's" and "ahhhh's", Mark let out three long "uhhhh's" and screamed, "I'm
gonna cum in your ass!"

Boy, he did, too!  I could feel each powerful spurt as his dick expanded in
me, electrifying me.  Throbbing and flooding me with its creaminess.  At
first I didn't even realize we had barebacked.  We collapsed, smiling,
smooching, whispering "you're hot" and "I love you" over and over.  As we
drifted back to sleep I thought I could feel Mark's cum seeping out of my
ass.  I felt around down there and I was right, but left well enough alone.
Partly because I was too lazy to get up to wipe my ass, and partly because
I loved it...what it was and what it meant.

Eventually we awoke to daylight peeking through the windows.  Mark got up
and used the bathroom first.  I laid there on the floor giggling because I
could hear him in there, letting a few rip while he pissed.  The sounds of
waking up!  Then it was my turn, LOL!

"Damn!  You've got Eric beat!" Mark teased, shouting from the bathroom as
he was brushing his teeth.  He heard me loud and clear!

"Shut up!  It's your fault!!"  I yelled back.  "Hurry up, I gotta pee!"  I
sat up, letting the covers fall off my shoulders.  I spread my legs and
bent over as far as I could, looking down at my dick and moving my loose
(but crusty) balls out of the way.  I tried to get a view of the juice
still oozing out of my asshole, the combination of lube, Mark's cum and
maybe even a little of myself mixed in.  Different, I thought.  But no
blood, thank God.  I didn't know, the way it hurt so bad at first.  "Come
on, I gotta get cleaned up!!"

Mark started the shower and let the bathroom get all steamy.  I peed and
continued to sound like a chain saw motor, even louder than the sound of
the spraying water.  I quickly brushed my teeth and wiped the crack of my
ass with toilet paper.  Mark was already in the shower, so he soaped me up
when I got in.  I felt so relaxed.

"What are we gonna do today?"  I asked as I drank a little water from the
spray.

"I know what I'd like to do today, but that'll have to wait until tonight!"
Mark laughed.  "No, really, we gotta put in the windows, fix the screens,
finish chopping the firewood, stuff like that.  Guess I better make a list,
huh?"  We got out and dried each other off.

"You hungry?" he asked.

"Yeah."

As I put on my underwear I felt the area around my butthole and it was a
bit tender.  I wanted to ask Mark to take a look and see what condition it
was in, but believe it or not I was embarrassed.  After all the stuff we'd
done, can you believe I was too shy to ask him that?  God I'm weird!!  I
was hoping it would be a while before I had to shit, so I could give my
poor pucker a rest.  And it was only slightly uncomfortable when I sat on
the barstool to eat breakfast.  I must have made a funny face because Mark
asked me if I was OK.

"Uhh...yeah...I just got a cramp in my...toe, that's it."

"Oh, sure.  You really gotta watch those toe cramps, sweetie."  Mark gave
me the dumbest look.  I blushed.

Then, as great as I felt, and as stupid as I felt, I looked away from him,
because I got a little emotional, suddenly.  It just hit me right between
the eyes...the boy I love...the boy who loves me...I let him fuck me.
"Oooohhhh" I said to myself and shook my head and shoulders fast, telling
myself I was alright.  I quickly sniffed and brushed my eyes with my wrist.
I don't think Mark noticed.  I was hooked on him, more addicted that I
thought I was.  Overwhelmed, in fact.  We only made funny, simple
references to what we did, having sex.  No deep serious conversations about
it, and that was OK.

After breakfast we rolled up the blankets and pillows in the living room
and gathered up our clothes from the day before that had been drying and
put everything in a bedroom.  Eventually we'd have to do some laundry
because of the condition of that blanket, but I was sure it would get worse
before it got better!

We put on our coats and gloves and went outside to do the chores we were
getting paid to do.  I helped Mark put in the large window panels, we still
needed to fix the two broken screens and put them back in, but we needed
new screen wire.  We couldn't really clean out the gutters because they
were covered with snow and icicles.  But we did get the old chain saw going
and chopped up the rest of the wood so the logs would be the right size for
the fireplace.  We laughed at the sound of that chain saw motor, because it
was my 'competition' from the morning!

"Is it live or is it Memorex?" Mark joked.  Hmm!

I guess about 1:00 we went in for lunch (peanut butter and grape jam) and
Mark said he forgot to drain the water heater, so he did that and changed
the furnace filter.  The fire had also completely died down so I got the
large metal can from outside and started to clean out the hearth with a
special small little shovel.  Mark came over to me and kissed me.  I would
have like to have explored the roof of his mouth with my tongue to find out
if he had any peanut butter stuck to it, but I didn't.

I don't want to be too graphic here, but after lunch I did feel the urge to
go to the bathroom, if you know what I mean.  I thought "Oh no, it's too
soon!" so I took my time.  But, just in case you're wondering...everything
was OK.  Just a little tender at first, but it was fine.  I usually don't
announce that to the world, but this is a little different, right?  That is
pretty private stuff, you know.  I was in there a while and Mark yelled in
to see if I was OK.

"Yeah!!!  I'm fine!!"

"Didja fall in???"

"No!!!"

"What are you doing then, jerking off??"  And boom!  He opened the door!

"Jesus Christ, Mark!!  You pervert!!  Can't I even take a shit in private??
Get out of here!!"

"Ooops!  Sorry!!"

I could hear him laughing and actually I was laughing too.  "Fuck you!"  I
shouted.

"Promise??"

There's me, sitting on the toilet with my pants around my ankles and my
boyfriend barges in on me!  Yeah, I said my boyfriend!  I finished up my
business and went back out into the kitchen.  We decided we better put all
the stuff away in the pantry and cabinets when my phone buzzed.  It was
Nora.

"Gosh, Nora.  I'm sorry I forgot to call you back.  I know you left me a
voice mail, but it's been wacky here..."

I told her about having my phone off and having to stay all night at the
jail and getting to the cabin late.  I told her how hard we were working
(haha!) but that we were having fun too.  She said she and Amy Frey were
talking and wondered if Mark and I wanted to do something New Year's Eve.
Jeez that seemed like a long way off.  We both said yeah and we'd connect
when we got back home.

"God I hope they aren't getting the wrong idea." Mark said.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean I like Amy and all, but I'm not her boyfriend, nuh-huh, no way!"

"Settle down, Mark.  You can't be her boyfriend because you're MY
boyfriend!"  Then I kissed him.  "Mmmm...tastes like peanut butter!"

"Ready to go into Saugerties to the hardware store?" Mark asked.

"Yeah!!!  And we could stop at the grocery store and get some steaks too,
if you want."

"Damn, boy!  You're working up an appetite!  I never heard you talk about
food this much!"

So that's what we did.  We drove about twenty minutes into the town of
Saugerties, right on the Hudson River, and got what we needed from the
hardware store.  We also stopped in the small local food market for the
steaks.  I pushed the cart while Mark tossed this and that in it.  I was
loving every minute, and I almost started to cry again.

By now it was snow-flurrying and just starting to get dark and we headed
back to the cabin.

"I'm gonna stop and get gas now sweetie."

Just as we left the gas station Mark's phone rang and it was his
grandfather, asking how everything was going.  Mark told him fine, that we
put in the windows, moved the wood, drained the hot water tank, and all the
other stuff we did.  Well, not ALL the stuff we did, LOL!!!  You know what
I mean!

Mark told him about all the snow and meeting Chief Grubek, and his
grandfather just laughed.  He wanted to know if that "dirty old bastard"
gave us a hard time.  After they hung up Mark asked me what I thought of
the idea if we all came back to the cabin for New Years.  Him and me, Amy
and Nora, and maybe others, like Townsend, and even Keith and Lisa.

I thought it was a great idea.  The only downside was that Mark and I
wouldn't be alone, and his parents would probably come too, with that many
kids and all, but oh well.

"We could even go skiing!  What are the good ski places around here?" I
wondered.

"Albanyville is really nice, I mean really, really nice.  The slopes are
probably more difficult, and the lodge is fantastic.  But Sugar Valley is
excellent too!  They have tubing, which is probably more our speed since we
all don't ski that often or that well! And they have an ice rink and a big
indoor pool."

I was already conjuring up the thought of us all going in the pool and
getting to see Townsend naked in the changing room!  I could just picture
Townie walking around naked, longer than he need to, with that big dong of
his, swinging back and forth, and him scratching his nuts.  And Mark and me
sitting there on a bench staring at him, our mouths wide open and our
towels across our laps to cover our hardons.  Oh, wait a minute!  I
shouldn't be thinking about that!  Bad Kevin!

As Mark drove I went through the cd's again and put in The Shins and cued
it up to "New Slang" and sang along with it while I stared out the window.
The snow on the mountains was beautiful.  Since it was almost dusk,
everything looked blue, my favorite color.

Mark broke the silence.  "I hope you're hungry sweetie."

"Yeah."

I was having such mixed-up feelings.  I didn't want these few days with
Mark to end.  I prayed for a blizzard, a worse snowfall than two nights
ago.  That was just a winter storm.  I wanted a bigger one...one that would
have us snowbound...stuck in the cabin together for a few more days.  We
could fuck until we were raw.  We'd probably do that anyway, blizzard or no
blizzard!  Yet I kept thinking how I'd like to get home and make plans with
everyone to come back for New Year's.  I'd have both Nora and Mark with me.
On one hand that's unsettling, but on the other hand it's the best of both
worlds.  Why was I thinking about being with Nora?  God I need help.

We pulled up the drive to the cabin, unloaded the stuff we bought and Mark
said he'd get the grill going.  He looked for the charcoal in the shed and
I went inside to wash my hands, but the water all ran cold.  When Mark came
in I told him.

"Shit!  We drained the tank and I forgot to fill it again.  Damn it!  It'll
take a while to get a full tank of hot water again."

"I guess we'll have to take cold showers then," I teased.

"Fuck that.  You'll just have to put up with me the way I smell!" Mark
laughed.  "If I stink, I stink.  It's not like we haven't smelled like
day-old dried cum before!"

Fine with me.  Mark could smell like dog shit and that'd be OK with me. I
guess that meant we were gonna...well, you know!  After turning on the
valve to fill the hot water heater, he got another fire going inside, as
well as the grill outside for the steaks.

"What are we doing tomorrow?" I asked.  (I guess I already knew what we
were doing tonight, LOL!)

"We'll definitely fix those damn screens.  And Grandma wants mini-blinds
and new curtain rods put up in the bedrooms, and we need to replace a few
boards on the steps up to the loft.  Then laundry!  Oh, and if we head back
out I better get the gas can filled so we have plenty of fuel mix for the
snow-blower.  I forgot it today."

Mark cooked our steaks medium well while I put in the "X & Y" cd by
Coldplay that I brought in from the car.  I admit to getting hard when the
song "The Hardest Part" was playing, because, well...I just did.  You know
that line where he sings like 'you left the sweetest taste in my mouth'
OMG!!!  Come on, how could I NOT get erected hearing that, sitting across
the table from Mark.  Jesus, I need some relief just thinking about that
now!!

Well we fooled around eating our steaks, even feeding bites to each
other. Once or twice Mark kissed me with a mouthful of chewed-up steak.
That was hot!  I know what you're thinking, you think that's sick, but let
me tell you, Mark's lips touching anything on my body under ANY
circumstances would be hot!

After we ate I turned off the music.  I guess I had enough of Coldplay
trying to sound like U2, so we laid around a little while and chilled out,
watching TV.

"Are we sleeping on the floor by the fire again tonight?"  I wondered out
loud.

"No, I thought we'd try a bed for a change!"

At first Mark was on the floor with his head by my feet and I was curled up
on the L-shaped couch.  I lost all track of whatever was on TV, Mark had
the remote and kept changing channels.  The room was getting darker and
darker, lit only by the fireglow.  His head was right at my fingertips and
I started playing with his hair.  I bent down and kissed him on the head.
That was it.

I kissed him on the lips, upside down.  His legs were stretched out on the
floor and I could see that famous bulge of his getting bigger and bigger.
I was getting a little uncomfortable down there too; I guess because of the
way I was sitting, it just wasn't a good position for my dick to stiffen.

A little sidebar here: I was just thinking.  Since I've known Mark I bet my
dick has been hard 95% of the time.  I mean, I haven't actually kept track
of it or anything, it's just, I can't control it.  And I've never cum so
much in my life!  Hot damn!

Back to mine and Mark's growing cocks...I slid down so I was half on the
couch and half on him like in a sixty-nine position.  It was a little
awkward, but as we started to slowly remove each other's clothes we were
both back up on the couch.  First I took off his shirt, then he pulled off
mine.  I kissed his chest all over and sucked his hardened nipples.  We
slid our hands down each other's pants, squeezing asses, dicks and balls.
All the while we were kissing, our lips never parting.  I unsnapped and
unzipped Mark's jeans and slowly slipped them down part way over his butt.
I played with the top part of his crack, with my fingertips tapping his
cheeks under the elastic waistband.  He sort-of did the same to me but
finally his mouth gave way to my cock and balls and Mark sucked me like a
lollipop.  We finally just gave up and stripped completely and made out on
the couch naked as newborns.

I was on top of Mark most of the time, and kept trying to line my dick up
with his hole.  I kept getting close and touched it several times.  There
was no stopping us.  I wanted to fuck Mark.  I wanted to return to him what
he had given to me.  Amidst all the heavy breathing and panting, the
sweating and sucking, kissing and licking, the probing and fondling, Mark
asked me something.

"I love you, Kevin.  I love you.  What are you thinking about?"

And that, I couldn't tell him.

(To be continued...)