Date: Tue, 13 Nov 2007 12:04:04 -0800 (PST)
From: doned88 <doned88@yahoo.com>
Subject: HANDLING MEAT AND LIFE

"Go ahead, close your eyes and put your hand out" Erin said.

The locker room was crowded as usual for the end of the 6th period. Not
only was it the end of our PE class but guys were arriving to go to
various team practices.

Swimming, wrestling, golf, track, just about every sport in our school
except Football. They were still considered the elite and had their own
locker room.

It was my favorite time of day. No matter where you looked there were
naked guys. Some were hot, very hot, others average and others not so
great.

But there were bare butts, swimming dicks, hanging ball sacs, chests and
nipple galore. There wasn't enough time to enjoy, compare and lust. But
I tried to absorb as much as possible.

And since it was the last period, nobody was in a rush to strip, shower
and dress to make the next class,

Some guys had club to go to, of course, and depending on the day, I had
some extracurricular stuff too.

But that day I didn't have to go anywhere. So I sat on the bench feeling
the terry cloth towel rubbing against my cock and hoping I wouldn't get
hard despite the view.

"Come on" Erin urged.

I closed my eyes, sighed and put my hand out. I'm still not sure why.

One either side of me was some guys I call friends. We were talking about
some film, about teachers about other stuff, none of us seemed hurried to
dress and leave.

Carl was naked. He was always naked, carrying his towel rather then
wearing it, going to and from the shower. Nobody complained or kidded him
about it. He/d been running around bare ass since we were kids.

Stephen wore his jockstrap and socks. He seemed uncertain whether to
dress or not, pacing himself to what the rest of us was doing.

Snake, nicknamed because of his long thin torso, was drying himself. He
too seemed happy to bare his body to all. Maybe it was because he was
proud of his very long serpentine like cock^Å.the real reason we called
him snake.

When we were just starting to go to High School Gym class, most were
modest and shy. Snake like Carl wasn't. And it helped us adapt to the
male locker room scene.

Erin wasn't one of our group. But that day he was nearby. He saw me
glancing at the guys around us I guess. And among them was his beefy
chest and thighs.

He was on the wrestling team and his biceps, back muscles, thick thighs
and developed chest contributed to his fame as a wrestler.

I had seen him before coming into the locker room and stripping down,
snapping his jockstrap after pulling it on, and donning the old
sweatpants cut into shorts and a sweatshirt.

I preferred seeing him in his wrestling tights at the meets, wondering if
he wrestled naked with someone. But that was a fantasy.

So I closed my eyes and stuck out my hand without question. My friends
watched.

Something landed in my hand. It was heavy and my hand dropped a few
inches then recovered. I closed my fingers around it as I opened my eyes.

I knew I should take my hand away and yell "yuck" or something but
instead I stared in amazement.

"It's so fucking heavy" I said "God" I felt Erin's fat cock with my
grasp.

He stood there smiling and my friends laughed.

But Erin didn't pull away and I didn't let go. My fingers felt the
sides of his penis. It was far fatter then mine. And longer them my
cousin's, the only other cock I had been brave enough to handle.

"Shit does it get bigger?" I asked.

There were lewd comments from my friends but I didn't really hear them,
or at least pay attention to them.

"Naw just hard" Erin said "and a little thicker".

He didn't move away. I moved my hand the length of the thick meat.

"Fuck how does anyone^Å." I didn't finish the sentence.

"Keep rubbing it and you'll have to take another shower" Erin said. He
was smiling.

I realized my hand was indeed moving up and down the length of the thick
salami like meat.

"Come on guys we better leave these two alone" Carl said "unless you
want to use your other hand" he was waving his cock at me.

I realized I needed to stop my momentary trance and let go of Erin's
cock. It slapped against his muscled thighs with an audible noise.

"Shit" I muttered

"Come on, I gotta go to work" Snake punched my bare shoulder. He worked
at the bowling alley on Fridays and we all went with him. It wasn't that
we were really into bowling, but he worked at the snack bar.

So if we went and bowled we got free food.

Erin turned away giving me a view of his round buttcheeks. I wanted to
reach out and tough them too.

"Shit" I said again and dressed.

"So what did it feel like" Carl asked. We were blocks away from the
school. I wanted to stay and watch Erin with the wrestling team, but I
knew I couldn't reveal my lust that way.

"It was like one of those Italian salamis" I said and they all laughed.
It was curious that none of them made fun of me for fondling Erin's
cock. I wondered if they too wished they had held his cock, let alone
examined it.

The bowling alley was near our school and many classmates used it as a
halfway point to returning to their homes. The snack bar was very busy
and Snake was soon running back and forth.

We ordered and ate the burgers, fries until our alley was available. By
the time we had bowled our second game Snake came by on his break.

"Your cock buddy is here" he said. He had never said that to me before
so I was confused.

But in the back of my mind I knew he was talking about Erin and I looked
over to see his bare shoulders jutting out of the tank top he wore. His
jeans covered his meat but I knew he had pulled them on over his bare
flesh. The thick cock was visible down the left leg of his pants.

"You're not turning queer on us are you?" Stephen asked. I blushed and
tried to think of a suitable comment but he continued before I could.
"If you're going to be a fag, man that's a reason why"

I looked at him. He shrugged and took another bite of his burger.

"Hey" Erin nodded his head as I walked by.

I stood at the urinal holding my own cock. As I peed into the porcelain I
noted the side of my cock, the feeling of it, and the thickness of it was
no where close to what I had grasped earlier.

"Shit, this place is crowded" Erin had appeared next to me. I almost
jumped and pissed all over the wall.

"Yea always on Friday" I said in a surprisingly calm voice.

"So where do you guys go next?" He asked.

"Uh home I guess" I said. We usually did part and head to our houses
after a couple of hours at the alley. My Mom got upset if I was late for
dinner usually but on Fridays, she had a shift at the Hospital, so I was
on my own.

"Me too, on my own this weekend. Folks and brothers are gone." Erin
replied.

"Oh? Having a party?" I asked.

I mean every kid who had their house to themselves thinks about having a
sudden party. The sense of freedom, adventure and mischief was common.

"Naw, can't do that. But got some new PDiddy stuff in, work out, kick
back, run around the house naked, that kind of stuff" Erin said.

I had finished pissing but stood there still holding my expanding cock.
Erin was talking to me.

He turned towards me. I could see his hand on his cock as he put it back
in his jeans and rebuttoned the fly.

"Want to come over?" he asked.

I didn't know what to say. His eyes were looking towards my crotch and
for some reason I turned towards him with my half hard cock in my hand. I
imitated his movements putting my cock back inside my Calvins and zipping
up the fly on my jeans.

He smiled.

"Yea sure, why not?" I said wondering at the same time how I would part
from my friends so they wouldn't know where I was going.

"I got to wait for Sarah, but then I'll go. 525 Demmon, got it?" he
asked.

I wanted to rest my hands on his bare shoulders, put my head against his
chest^Åactually I didn't know what I wanted to do but somehow I wanted
to hold that fat cock of his again.

"So? How was it?" Carl asked as I returned to the group.

I acted confused "How was what? A piss is a piss" I said.

Stephen and Carl laughed and we three grabbed our backpacks and headed
out the door waving our thanks to Snake as usual.

Carl talked about his weekend camping trip with his Dad and Bothers.
Stephen had to visit his Grandmother. That meant I'd be on my own this
weekend.

My Dad usually disappeared to some golf course and my Mom would be at the
hospital. Lots of jacking off seemed to define my plans for the weekend.

"So what are you up to?" Stephen asked.

"Lots of jacking off" I said quite honestly repeating what my mind had
already decided.

"Sounds better then what I'll be doing" he replied as he turned down
the street to his house waving goodbye.

"So you could go see Erin" Carl said.

"What for?" I asked trying to keep my plans to do that secret.

"Man no guy puts their cock in your hand without wanting something
more" Carl said. "The last time a guy did that to me, we ended up
jacking each other off all night"

I was surprised at the sharing of private information like that.

"Who was that?" I asked hoping to hear about some other classmate. Or
perhaps it was Snake. I think we all wanted to jack off with him.

We had seen Snake's "snake" hard form time to time when we hung out.
But never did we engage in circle jerks. Besides that was kid stuff and
we were seniors now.

"Scout camp three years ago" Carl said.

I was disappointed but aroused more hearing about it "So what else did
you do?" I asked.

"You mean corn holing or something?" Carl said.

"Whatever" I acted like I didn't know what he meant of course even
though the term was familiar to me. And in fact my own cousin has
introduced me to the term and the practice when I was 13.

"Naw" Carl said.

We were silent perhaps both of us deciding what more to reveal about our
private lives.

"Hey you ever been to Lake Almont?" Carl asked suddenly changing the
subject.

"Yea now and then" I said my mind flashing on memories of swimming and
boating on the two hour away Lake.

"Maybe you can come with us, I'll ask my Dad and Bob" He said. Bob was
his brother and I knew him very well hanging out at his place.

"So how's school?" Bob asked me at 2 am one weekend when we were
sleeping over at their house. I stood at in front of the toilet pissing.

Bob came in and stood next to me. He wore only his boxer shorts and
wasn't shy about pulling his cock out.

"ok I guess' I said. It was when I was a freshman and Bob was a senior.
My eyes saw the thick yellow stream appear and arch its way into the
toilet. My own stream continued.

I was grateful as it gave me reason to remain there.

"Yea, it'll get better. Being a freshman can be rough" he said putting
his spare arm on my bare shoulder and leaving it there as we both pissed.

I felt blood flowing to my cock. His hand was squeezing my flesh.

"Come on" he said when his peeing ended. I realized my own penis had
stopped and I was just standing there holding it.

I followed him down stairs where his room was in the basement. Bob had
avoided the four of us as we lay around the living room eating pizza,
talking about girls and watching TV.

"Shhh" he said as he carefully closed the door. He turned the lamp off
leaving us both in darkness.

I felt his hand back on my shoulder moving me towards the bed. He let me
go and I heard the sounds of him pulling his boxers off.

"Every freshman has to do this" he whispered as he pushed me down to
the floor.

His cock was hard s he put it against my lips.

I had never sucked a cock before. His whispered instructions taught me
how. I explored his cock with my tongue. I pressed it against the roof of
my mouth and he moaned.

"Teeth" he said and I knew to move my lips over my teeth. I'm not sure
how I knew to do that.

His hands moved down my back into my jockey shorts holding my buttocks.

I let him fuck my face and grasped air when I could, gagged when I had to
and licked what I had discovered I wanted to.

His finger found my butthole and I made a noise. It wasn't out of pin
but of surprise. Nobody had touched my butthole since my cousin the
previous summer.

But Bob's fingering made my cock even harder and I grasped it while
still gagging on his cock.

"Here it cones, " he moved his hands to my head holding it against his
crotch so his cock would shoot down my throat.

I had no option but to swallow.

"You ok?" he asked after awhile. His cock was softening but remained in
my mouth. I licked the tip and then the length of it. I kept licking.


"Yea" I said a bit breathless.

"You do that before?" He asked almost in a normal voice.

I just shook my head.

"Great, well you can do it with me again but nobody else. Hear?" he was
whispering.

I hadn't even thought of sucking any cocks until then. So sucking other
cocks wasn't thought of, at least not until I had sucked his.

"And don't tell anyone, not Carl" he added.

When one is an adolescent participating in any homosexual behavior is the
last thing we talk about with each other even though most guys do
experiment.

There are mutual masturbations, oral experimentation and even some anal
sex for many guys and girls alike. But nobody talks about it less they
are branded queer or lesbian.

Bob's cock used my lips now and then all that school year. Even on the
night of his graduation, I sucked him during a late night party.

He went to college and I stopped sucking except the weekend I went with
Carl to visit him on his campus.

"I want to go over to the Student Center" Carl had said. We three had
swum in the campus pool earlier, and then toured the campus before
returning to Bob's dorm room.

"Anyone want to go?" Aaron, Bob's roommate said he did and Bob said he
had to do something and come over later.

Carl looked at me and I boldly said I'd wait for Bob adding I had some
questions about college.  I was happy Stephen accepted my explanation and
left me alone with Bob.

"So suck anyone since I left?" he asked as he stripped his shirt off.

I shook my head. I was embarrassed he knew I wanted, no needed, his cock
like some horny faggot kid.

He grabbed my tank top and peeled it off me. I unbuttoned my shorts and
let them fall down my legs revealing my erection.

"You are hot aren't you bitch?" he asked.

I didn't mind the name calling. He had used that and other terms for me
when I sucked him during my freshman year.  I was a sophomore now.

He pulled his sweatpants off and we were totally naked.

"Wait" he said leaving me on my knees drooling as he went to the door
and locked it.

The sex was desperate as I hungered for it now. It was interesting that
only a year before I was hesitant scared and had to be told what to do. I
knew what Bob liked and what I needed it then.

His finger fucked my butt and I sucked until his sperm spilled out of the
corners of my mouth dripping on my bare shoulders and drooling down my
chest.

We were both panting.

"Shit I miss that" he said "Beth doesn't do it as good as you" he
said reveling the fact someone else had replaced me. It pissed me off.

"I uh can't" I said to Carl "got to do something for the folks" I
lied.

"Well ok, but if things change give me a call, we're going out both
days" Carl said as he turned towards his house.

"I know Bob would like it if you came along" he smiled. I always
wondered if he knew I had been sucking his older brother on and off for
years.

Bob had graduated from college and was in law school near town so he
lived at home. I saw him now and then but he was engaged to a girl he
met. So we hadn't engaged in oral sex for a couple of years.

The thought of being naked on their boat in the middle of the lake was
not unusual. I had joined Stephen, Snake, Carl and Carl's Dad for lake
excursions. And being naked in the sun, drinking beer was involved.

But never had I sucked Bob, or anyone off, on the boat. But I thought
about it.

"OK I said waving as I walked to my own house".

Entering my house when it was empty was always weird to me. There was
always noise when my folks were home. Dad was always on the phone or
watching TV and Mom was either cooking or talking in Spanish to Maria our
part time maid.

But on Fridays, it was quiet, silent. I reveled in the silence and
solitude. No teachers, class bells, no friends to brag to, no parents to
answer to ^Ö it was nice.

I stripped everything off as soon as I got into the house. I had begun to
do that only this year enjoying the total freedom of being naked as I
walked around the house. I retrieved a coke from the frig and tilted my
head back as I poured it down my throat.

The feeling of the liquid against the back of my throat was erotic,
almost as sensual as it felt splattering on my bare torso, legs, and
crotch. I imagined it was Bob's cock spewing all over me.

He did that once pulling his meat out of my mouth as he came. I watched
seeing the streams shoot all over me, dripping off my chin, hitting my
bare chest. His big hands rubbed it into my skin and he put his still
drooling cock back in my mouth.

My cock usually got hard and bounced s I walked around the place,
flopping on the couch to check out the TV, rummaging through my Dad's
desk in his office to find hidden porn tapes.

Watching two girls have sex, let alone a guy and a girl have sex, wasn't
as exciting as holding Erin's cock earlier but it gave me inspiration to
jack off, cupping my hand to hold the volume of sperm my body had
released.

I wiped it all over my face and body wishing it were Bob's hand and
sperm instead of mine.

The shower washed it away and I lay on my bed afterwards when the phone
rang.

"You comin?" the voice said. I knew it was Erin even though he had
never called me before.

"Well" I started to fumble for a reason why I couldn't go to his
place.

"Nobody's here, I'm already naked and hard as hell, you know you want
to" He said.

I too was naked and my cock arose as he talked. I too knew I wanted to.

"Yea" I said "half an hour" I promised.

"No sooner, wear running shorts, no shirt, run as fast as you can so you
sweat" Erin said. His voice was strong, authorities, not angry but
strong enough he was telling me what to do. It aroused me more.

"Ok" I said

"No say yes sir" he said.

I hesitated. Then to my own surprise I said "yes SIR" emphasizing the
"sir".

I put on my running shoes, my gym shorts and put the house key on a chain
around my neck.

Erin's house was about a mile away. An easy 20 minute walk. I made it in
less then ten. And as he said, sweat had poured down my head, armpits,
neck until my smooth chest glowed with wetness.

I tried not to think about Erin's cock less my own cock's hard
condition would be clearly evident to anyone driving by.

I notice one or two cars slowed down. The sight of a nearly naked sweaty
young guy running got looks I knew. I had learned that long ago.

"Hey need a ride?" the man had slowed his car as I jogged. I thanked
him but shook my head.

On my way back home he appeared again and I got in his car. My leg was
cramping and I was tired.

"You can take off your shorts and use this towel" he offered. For some
reason I did it, sitting in the strangers car in my jockstrap.

"Exercise always gets me horny" he said. I didn't answer. "You can
jack off into the towel but don't get any on the upholstery" he said.

"I'm ok" I said. We weren't even half way close to my home. I had run
so far that morning out of frustration and a need to exhaust myself.

"A young guy like you needs money I'll bet" the man said. I knew he
was going to offer me money for something. The guys told me about times
older men had offered them money for sex at the beach.

"Who doesn't?" I honestly replied then realized what I had said.

"OK, I'll give you twenty to whack off, I know it's weird but I love
watching hot young men like you doing that"

He wasn't creepy and his honesty didn't seem dangerous. And he called
me a young man instead of boy which made me feel good.

"OK" I said.

He had me talk my jockstrap off and I jacked off while he watched after
steering the car into a parking lot at the mall.

I shot into the jockstrap and he gave me another ten bucks for it.

He dropped me off a block away from my house.

"Sorry, I'm not a pervert, just hot to see it" he said.

"It's ok, thanks" I said clutching the thirty bucks in my hand and
adjusting my cock and balls under my shorts. I saw my wet jockstrap on
the floor of his car and wondered what he would do with it.

"Hey" I said as Erin opened the door. He was naked just as he said and
that fat cock was somewhat hard.

"Shit" I said looking at it.

We talked, drank beer and watched TV in his bedroom. He told me to pull
off my shorts and relax as soon as we got into his room. And I did it. My
cock rock hard revealed my lust for what I thought was about to occur.

"Man that meat of yours is huge" I stated the obvious.

"Thanks but it's what god gave me. My Dad is huge too, so are my
Uncles" he said revealing that nudity among the male relatives was
apparently common in his family.

The only time I saw my father naked was when I was a little kid and I had
the runs. So I was on the toilet while he was shaving to go to work. I
wanted to stare at his cock then but I was too busy and somewhat
embarrassed at my own condition.  The image of him naked stayed in my
head.

Don't get me wrong I wasn't horny for my Dad; at least I don't think
so. But I wondered if that was what I was going to look like when I grew
up and if my little boy penis would be like his..which seemed large at
the time.

"So you suck cock, jack off, fuck, what?" he asked quite naturally.

"I uh don't un know" I stammered. If I admitted to sucking Bob's
cock, he would think I was a queer.

And as much as I wanted to play with his cock until it erupted, I dared
not volunteer that either. As far as fucking, the only thing that had
been in my butt was Bob's finger and it made me super horny."

"Hell I jack off all the time, doesn't everybody our age?" I tried to
act cavalier.

"Sure, get over here and jack me awhile" he ordered me.

I didn't reply but moved closer and felt his cock. Once again the fat
thing was in my hand. There was nobody around to judge me so I felt its
length, girth and pulse without hesitation.

"Go ahead and play, there's no rush" he lay back and took another swig
of the beer he had stolen from the refrigerator.

I played gladly, admiring it, looking at the veins and cupping his balls.

"Lick it" he ordered and I did as he said. I knew what was going to
happen. He kept telling me things to do and I did it without complaint
let alone hesitation.

Bob's dick was big but not as fat as Erin's.

"How many times can you cum?" I asked him.

"You keep sucking and I'll keep cuming" he said.

I wanted to do exactly that. "Not sure it'll fit in my mouth" I
admitted.

My jaw was usually sore after sucking Bob's cock. I wasn't sure if
Erin's would even fit in my mouth at all.

"Well your mouth or ass, doesn't matter to me which" Erin said

"Don't think that will ever fit in my ass man" I said. There was a big
difference between Bob's fingers and Erin's cock.

"Naw your ass stretches easily. Ever have a turd that was so huge you
were surprised if came out of you?" he asked.

His hand had moved to my cock and he was now playing with it. He didn't
reject my comparatively smaller cock as I suspected he would. His fingers
surrounded it and his thumb rubbed the tip.

"Yea I guess' I admitted.

"It's the same, you're gonna go nuts. You never had your ass fucked?"

"Naw one of my friends did though" I offered careful not to mention any
names.

"You fucked him?" he asked. His hands were squeezing my ball sack so
hard it hurt.

I strained not to reveal the pain. "Uh know his cousin I think he said"

"That figures" he let go of my balls "I got cousins too. You shave?"

"Yea, swimming" I said lying. My balls and pubes were naturally smooth.

"Well suck awhile then I'll show you. He pulled my head to his crotch.

I liked the fat cock that filled my eyesight. I started at the base among
his black curly pubic hair and slowly traveled up the fleshy pole to the
cockhead. The taste of his precum was sweet.

I licked more hoping to taste more of it. His precum was sweeter then
Bob's, kind of like my own.

I licked around the head until his hand pushed me closer.

I opened my lips and felt my mouth stretched wide as his cock moved
inside my mouth.

He had threatened me that if I couldn't suck him, he'd fuck me and I
wasn't looking forward to being fucked.

In fact I hadn't even thought about being fucked by anyone. I remember
Bob saying to me "don't' worry just my fingers, I don't fuck guys".

Even after learning I loved his fingers in me, I hadn't thought about
his cock being there.

It didn't take long for Erin to make me gag. He held my head in place
though and wouldn't let me back off.

"Breathe around it" he said and I tried to open my mouth wider so air
could flow through. Finally my nose and air passages found a way to help
me out while I continued to keep my lips around his cock.

Erin moved around till we were in a69 position and he was soon sucking my
cock. I was surprised and in fact almost came.

His hand pushed my head back so I knew what I was supposed to do. I
realized that I had never had my cock sucked by anyone.

Of course I tried to do it myself. I'd prop myself on my bed and throw
my legs over my head straining to stretch my tongue to touch it. But alas
I never did.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Bob said to me once. I didn't change
positions.

"Just seeing if I could" I said looking up; at him around my erection
which partially blocked the view.

His fingers dove into me which helped me ignore the pain in my back as I
strained. But eventually I realized it wouldn't be possible so I jacked
off shooting my cum load in my mouth and all over my face while he
continued to finger me.

After I shot he pulled me flat and straddled me shoving his cock in my
cum filled mouth adding his own sperm quickly.

Erin's fingers moved to my butt and were soon inside me. It helped me
suck his cock more aggressively and I heard him moan,.

I wondered if Bob would mind me cheating on him. It was silly but I felt
like it was cheating.

Erin's fingers and mouth were doing more to me then Bob had done while I
sucked and I tried not to thing about anything but the sensations I was
feeling.

We must have played around for hours. Erin came eventually chocking me.
The guy had loads of cum and his fat cock kept spitting out streams.

To his surprise and pleasure I swallowed it all.

"Wow you like the taste huh?" He asked me. I didn't know that cock
suckers like me didn't swallow the stuff.

My own cock was dribbling but Erin squeezed my nutsac until the moment
passed.

"Not yet, you need to stay horny" he said "Trust me".

We ate microwaved pizza in the kitchen. Being naked in someone else's
house was different then being naked in my own. It was strange and erotic
but seemed more natural then stripping down in my home.

There we were sitting at the kitchen table, naked, our legs propped on
the table, eating slices of pizza and letting the cheese drip down onto
our bare bodies.

"Come here and clean me off" he said once again ordering me.

I licked his body of the cheese and moved my head to his cock where I
licked and sucked it till it returned to the full throbbing size I had
drained earlier.

"You're gonna be fun this weekend" He said.

Until then I hadn't thought I'd be staying there. I figured something
would happen and I'd go home.

But I realized Erin had other plans for me.

"The best is yet to come" he said as I sucked his balls after he shoved
them both in my mouth.

My own cock was rock hard still and I even fingered my own butthole
because it felt good.

We watched some soccer match on TV and drank more beer. Erin didn't seem
to worry about taking the cans from the refrigerator. I wondered if his
Dad knew he drank beer or not.

"Come on, let's get your butt ready" I followed him back to his
bedroom like a dutiful puppy,. I lay across the pile of pillows and felt
the lubricated fingers invade me.

He dove them into me making me gasp. The more he moved them the more I
was both excited and hurting.

"Try this" he said and something entered me. I looked around trying to
see if he was shoving his cock my ass or not.

But the mirror reflected an image of a long round rubber thing he held. I
had seen dildo's before but never in person.

"This will get you used to it" he said moving the thing into me until I
begged him to stop. He ignored me but slowed down.

The next time I looked I was amazed the entire length of the thing was
inside me and his hand was on my butt.

"Nice, you ass is as hungry as your mouth was" he said "Leave it there
for awhile to stretch you" he said patting my butt.

His hands reached under me and played with my cock and balls that hung
between my spread legs. Occasionally he would push the dildo back into
me.

"It's time" he said

I wanted to shake my head "no" and beg to let me suck him again and
then call it a night.

But I didn't.

Instead I lay there, trying to relax.

"Keep breathing" he said as the tip of his cock replaced the dildo. To
say he filled me up is an obvious sensation to describe.

Muscles stretched intestine walls rubbed, prostate squeezed as his meat
found a home inside me.

"Wow" I heard him say. It was then I felt his pubic hair against my
smooth asscheeks. I turned my head to look at the mirror again and saw he
was pressed against me. His huge fat cock was totally inside me.

"I don't believe it" I said to myself as well as Erin.

He laughed "I do" he said "Now the real fun begins, don't' worry
I'll start slowly"

He fucked me. And yes he started slow. The sensations were mixed and my
guts took awhile to get used to the moving out and in of his cock. It was
like taking a huge dump each time. And it hurt like hell when he forced
the cock back inside me.

"Just keep breathing" he advised as he increased the pace.

I found myself pushing my ass backwards on his cock each time he thrust
into me. I couldn't' explain what was going on except I realized I was
liking it.

I was in fact a queer, I knew. It wasn't just Bob's cock. It wasn't
the experimental sex. It wasn't the comparison I did looking at other
naked guys.

I liked sucking cock and I liked being fucked.

"Fuck me" I heard myself say or rather beg.

Erin was holding my asscheeks hard and once in awhile would slap it.  I
would watch the sight of him reflected in the mirror but then turn my
head to endure the pain, closing my eyes.

Erin was muttering things that ranged from calling me names to telling me
to beg for him to fuck me.

I think sometimes I did beg, or groan or say other things that didn't'
come from the same places in my brain as my usual conversing.

I realized that when I did beg him, he slapped my ass more and fucked me
harder. And I begged him without wanting to at time.

When he came inside me Erin practically pushed me off the bed. I had
reached to hold onto the mattress earlier then the head board.

He lay on top of me. There was something warm and erotic about his wet
body pressed against me while his cock as still buried inside me.

When he started to pull away I reached around and begged him to stay in
me. I found my cock and jacked it under me. It was difficult but I had to
do it and my gut hurt like hell when I shot my Erin enduced cum all over
the bed.

"Shit" he said and he started to fuck me again. I was useless at that
point, just a limp fuckhole for him and he moved me around like a dishrag
to fuck me in different positions.

My ass didn't hurt anymore. I was exhausted. I saw the images of him
fucking me face down flat on the cum soaked sheets, then on my side and
finally on my back, my legs curled up and pressed back by his strong
chest as he pumped me.

I looked up at him, his eyes closed most of the time, his face making
different expressions. My only job was to receive him.

The sight of him above me like that, of him reflected in the mirror
fucking me slowly got me aroused again. I reached to touch him, I found
his nipples and played.

He opened his eyes and we stared at each other. I wasn't sure what I saw
or felt but I just stared seeing his facial muscles jump and quiver as he
continued to fuck him.

I tried to squeeze my ass and loved seeing the effect it had on him. I
reached for his legs and pulled myself into him closer.

I wondered how my ass would feel when he was through with me. Would it
tighten up or would I have to deal with a loose hole?

I squeezed and he grunted..I kept doing it when he pulled back. It was
hard to do. I had to relax.

At times I just lay there letting him pump me. I wasn't feeling the sex
just his cock. But I couldn't stop him.

I closed my eyes and thought of Bob but images of Snake's cock replaced
him. Memories of being naked on Carl's boat, guys I didn't know in the
locker room who's bodies, cocks, butts aroused me.

That stranger in the car who gave me 30 bucks.

Something clicked inside me and my cock hardened. I heard Erin say
"Yea" and I was rocking my body back into each of his thrusts, I was
squeezing my ass I wanted him to cum again.

Erin was grunting and moaning, He pulled his cock out of me which
startled the hell out of me let along made a weird noise as my asshole
slammed shut.

But the sight of his cock spitting streams all over me was fantastic. My
own hand machine gun pumped my cock and before Erin was through I too was
cumming.

"God you're a hot fuck" he said kneeling there trying to catch his
breath. I was still spitting out sperm.

His big hands were stroking my legs and one hand held my ball sack.

"You're gonna be fun tonight" he said.

I left a message on my parent's phone line.

"So what did you do this weekend" Snake asked me on Monday. I shrugged,

"Not much just messed around" I said. Erin came into the locker room
but didn't come near us.

"Well next weekend I got the place to myself, we can all get together
for one of our orgies" he laughed.  Carl made some comment and so did
Stephen.

"You game?" he asked me for a commitment.

"Tell you what" I said "And I think it'll be time for me to tell you
guys something."

For some reason I knew it was going to be the time to suck cock, get
fucked, or whatever each of them wanted to do.

"About time" Carl said patting me on my jockstrapped butt.

Somehow Erin knew, so I guessed my three buddies knew too.

And now I knew.