Date: Tue, 30 Sep 2003 22:25:23 -0500
From: Bob F <twisterxx1@hotmail.com>
Subject: Bob Feak: Hard Problems
Hard Problems 1
Coach had kept Greg and I late to correct some moves we were
both doing wrong on the wrestling mat. By the time we got to the showers all
the rest of the guys where out the door. Standing in the hot water spray, I
turned away from the streaming water to rinse my hair and back. I heard some
moaning over the water noise. It was coming from where Greg was in the
shower. The soap suds were running down my face. I blinked away the water
shaking my head to see Greg's naked body shrouded in the steam cloud. His
hard and round buttocks shudder as they flexed back and forth.
"Greg! Are you OK?" I asked as I approached. His body seemed to
be shaking through the mist. I stepped up behind him and I could see he was
pulling at his cock! I lowered my voice.
"Hey man don't do that here... Greg!"
He froze and turned his head toward me, with a panicky look on
his face. Looking over his shoulder I could see his sizable cock arched up,
its crimson head in lustful need. He continued to stroke but very slowly.
He started to say something but nothing came out.
"It's OK man we can do that later." I patted him reassuringly on
the shoulder. He sort of half smiled.
"Com'on man... Let's get out of here, OK?" I said.
He just nodded at me turning under the water. His cock was still
hard, and I couldn't pull my eyes away. Seeing him beating his dick made
mine twitch and start to get hard. His butt was so hot that even as I backed
away I stared at Greg's nice globed ass.
While we dressed quietly, I kept looking at Greg. His prick
still bounced in the air as he dried himself. Seeing him excited like gave
me a strange feeling. Like I wanted something but didn't know what. I
stretched while toweling off, rolling my still tight Lats over my back. The
towel rubbed over my cock, I was hard too. I looked at Greg and he was
smiling at me as I fingered my prick. I just gave the head a squeeze. It
felt so good.
Greg smiled at me. "Boy that feels good!" I said.
We continued to dress... Both our pants looked like circus
tents.
Greg and I had been best friends since he moved into the
neighborhood in early grade school, a long time, most of our lives really.
We had been pals for many years. We shared the beginning of our manhood but
had never touched each other before. I found myself thinking of jacking his
cock and even sucking it! It just flashed through my mind!
'Better keep that to myself.' I thought.
"So you're hot too!" Greg laughed.
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I flushed bright red, more from my secret thoughts then our hard
dicks. We had showered together many times, here a school and at Greg's
house. I tried to change the subject but my hard prick would not go away. I
pulled on my pants hoping out of sight out of mind would work.
"Do you think we should lift weights tonight so close to the
meet?" I asked and walked up next to him my pants bulged out in front. By
the time we left the locker room both our passions had subsided, but I still
held the image of Greg's wet ass in the shower.
On the ride home, Greg told me how his girl friend is just a
tease. Just last weekend he and Ann had been making out in the car. Right
where I was sitting as a matter of fact. He described how he was partly on
top of her, kissing her and she was hugging and kissing him back and kind of
moaning at him. He had fumbled around and pulled his prick out. He said he
was as hard as a rock, because she was so excited. She had opened her legs
for me a little. She pushed her hips up against me over and over. I thought
I was going to finally get lucky. I guess she didn't realize my bare cock
was rubbing against her socking covered leg. She was very excited and
moaning, thrusting her wet pussy at me. I squeezed her big breasts in her
bra. I thrust up at her, my prick touching her wet panty covered pussy. She
reached down, to discover my hot dick right at her wet pussy. Suddenly she
wrapped her fingers around my cock and when gripped it. I got so excited
that I just couldn't control myself and my cock just exploded.
"Oh my God !" she exclaimed, "it that???"
I blew a big loads of messy seamen all over her stockings tops,
thighs, and panties. She held me tight and I couldn't stop creaming. She was
soaked. She was mad and called me every name she could think of.
"I was so embarrassed I wanted to die." he said, "She was very
upset with me making such a mess. I gave her a towel but she kept saying
things like, 'I thought you were a big strong man, but instead you shoot
your goo all over the place...and look at the mess!' I don't know how I can
call her now."
I told her how sorry I was over and over. That I didn't do it on
purpose. It didn't seem to make any difference she just kept on yapping at
me about the mess. Greg just kept shaking his head worrying about how he
could get another chance with Ann.
At the moment all I could seem to think about how Greg's hard
cock beat the air in the locker room. I was getting hard again just thinking
about all this sexy stuff. I had a few dates but I guess it didn't interest
me, maybe it was the girls I took out, or maybe it was me 'cause I sure got
hot those sexy round cheeks that Greg has. The whole deal, with girls, just
seemed to be too much trouble, you know? Getten all dressed up, picking her
up, going to a show, just so you could maybe, if you were real lucky, and I
mean really lucky get some pussy. Most of the time all you could play with
was her tits or maybe get a
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finger in her panties. She'd usually get scared and pushed you away then.
Seems like you could just go to Gym and work out, and shower with your
buddies, lust after the guys hot asses. The bad part about that was you
didn't really get any sex, other then going home and thinking about
something hot and giving yourself a hand job. I did like the feel and smell
of girls. Her silky smooth panties and warm body was hot. They seem to like
it when you sucked and licked their nipples, and that got me hot. Still the
thoughts about Greg's prick didn't really bother me. I mean I hadn't done
anything. If I thought about his cock I got hard, but that wasn't any
different to me watching Jenny in study hall. She had a hot body and when
she'd catch me looking at her legs, she would smile and cross her legs.
First one way and back and forth 'til her skirt climbed high on her thighs.
That got me plenty hard alright. One time she came over to my table, on the
way to the pencil sharpener and told me I was going to ruin my pants if I
didn't stop it. Then on the way back she leaned down a whispered in my ear.
"If you would take me out for a hamburger I'll help out with
that thing in your pants!" Wow!
It was Friday afternoon and we had a short practice session at
school, so we went to Greg's house and got there early. On weekends when my
parents were out of town I'd sleep over at Greg's We didn't actually sleep
together just in Greg's part of the basement. Since Greg's sister Tami had
the other bedroom upstairs. Tami was a year younger and I thought she was
really hot, but of course I never told Greg that. Tami had slim body, about
5'2", maybe with a perky bosom and the cutes little butt.
Since we were home early we decided to start lifting weights. We
grabbed some orange juice and went down stairs we had a couple hours to work
out. Greg and I stripped out of our street clothes.
He was talking about how Ann had started to jack him off last
weekend, but when she saw pre-cum bubble out and she had stopped suddenly!
He asked her what was wrong. She said she didn't want that gooey stuff all
over her again. He said he just sat there silent for a moment. He stopped
telling the story and unwrapped a new jock strap he had bought.
"Well! What happened?" I asked
He just looked me.
"I took her home!" He said, "I let her out of the car on the
driveway and drove away."
"That's it?" I asked again.
Greg slipped into his new snow white nylon jockstrap. He looked
hot, but I could say that either. My cock twitched with excitement.
"You mean you just left her standing on the driveway?"
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"Yep! And I'm not going back!" he said standing up. Greg tested
the way his equipment nestled into the pouch of the jock.
"Say this is pretty comfortable, Man!" he said. The pocket on
his new jock strap was very snug, and almost transparent. My prick grew and
was starting to throb just looking at his hot body and bulging pouch, his
lean and muscular form. He kept adjusting the back straps and weighing his
cock and balls. I slipped on a clean jock I had with me and a pair of black
nylon short briefs. We both got down on his small mat to stretch. I guess it
was about the size of a double bed. Greg went into a bridge.
"Greg... A are you going to put on some shorts?"
"Nah we're just going to lift and shower, why bother?" Greg
said, "What's a matter with that Bobby?" Greg asked.
"No Problem." I said, but secretly I just want to peal down that
jock strap and put that cock of his in my mouth. I licked my lips. There I
go again! We both were seated on the mat foot to foot and clasped our hands.
We pull back and forth, stretching and flexing.
"So what about Ann?" I asked, "Are you done with her?"
"Yea I think so. I been going with her for 6 months and all she
ever does is take and gives nothing back." he said, "I'm sick of it!"
"Did I tell you about Jenny?" trying to changed the subject.
"Who?"
"Jenny...Jennifer Appleton, the dark haired babe in my study
hall." I said.
"Oh...a I think I know who you mean." He said as we loaded the
barbell for arm curls.
"Isn't she going with Larry on the football team, what about
her?" Greg asked.
"She said they broke up last week, something about he didn't
know how to do anything..." I repeated.
"Well I was looking up her skirt, she was making sure I could
see her stocking tops." I said.
"Wow!... right there in study hall?" Greg squeezed out his last
repetition of a set bench presses. The striations of his pecks quivered
along his sternum.
"She caught me looking several times, she would smile at me and
pulled her skirt even higher! I had a Saturn rocket in my pants! She put
her hand down and rubbed her bare upper thigh!" I told him. As I picked up
the
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barbell to do a set of curls, I glanced down and saw Greg's cock was bulging
out the pouch of his new jock. I strained at the bar with so much
distraction. Greg
helped on the last couple of repetitions.
"So what did Jenny do then?" Greg coaxed
"Well she got up and came over to me, leaned over the table and
stared down at the tent in my pants!" I said, "I was so busy looking down
her blouse, until she spoke."
"What did she say?" Greg asked.
"She said something about me stretching my pants out of shape if
I didn't relieve the pressure! I looked up into her smiling eyes." I said,
"Then she walked away her hips swaying to the pencil sharpener. When she
came back she dropped her pencil into my lap!"
"What?" said Greg.
"Yea she just reached down and gave my cock a long squeeze ,
making like she was retrieving her pencil. I thought I would blow my load
right there and then. She leaned over, letting me look down her blouse
again, and said if I would take her out for a hamburger she would help with
my problem!" I told Greg.
"Sure!" I told her, "Let's go have a burger."
"Wow! Did she really touch your penis?" Greg asked.
"Yea She just reached right down and took a hold and pulled at
my prick several times." I said, and my dick was throbbing hard now, as was
Greg's. Greg had been setting doing some isolation curls with a dumbbell but
had stopped while I told him about Jenny grabbing my prick. I couldn't help
myself I just bent down and took hold of Greg's erection.
"She did it just like this!" I said. I jacked his prick a
couple gentle strokes and released him. He just watched my hand then stood
up.
" Mmmm, Oh MAN! That's Hot. She must be hot for you!" Greg said
with a grown. A damp spot appeared on the white nylon of Greg's jock strap,
and he kept talking about how hot she must be and how he wished Ann would do
that. I stood at the ready to help Greg do his bench presses. I watched his
dick strain at it's confines even as his big sweaty pecs pushed out his last
bench presses. My cock twitched and my little sphincter fluttered with
excitement. I was just ready to pull his rampant pecker again, when I heard
a noise toward the basement stairway. I saw Tami's feet coming down. She
stopped and sat down quietly looking across at us. She had to lean over to
see us. I didn't let on. Greg and I change positions and I got under the
bar. I started to do my bench presses. Suddenly I was like a Tiger with the
bar bell. I did only two and set the bar back on the rack.
"What's the matter?" asked Greg.
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"Nothing I just feel like more weight today." I said the sweat
trickled down my back because of the vinyl bench cover. We added 5s on both
ends and I breathed deeply blowing like a breaching whale. When I lay back
down I had to keep my feet up on the bench. I was afraid Tami would see my
hard cock through me shorts, but as I focused on the bar I thought she would
be attached if she saw I was excited. It pays to advertise they say. I was
so confused, one second I'm ready so suck Greg's potent peter and the next
instant I'm showing off for Tami!
"Are you sure you want that much?", Greg asked, " Boy!
What-her-name must be really motivating you!" Greg said. Greg was right, but
I didn't think he had seen his sister sitting on the stairway and he had to
assist me with nine and ten. My pecker had wilted, the blood was needed else
where.
"Well I guess you where right! You were ready to move up, maybe
the light work out at school or maybe we're not pushing hard enough." said
Greg.
Just then Tami came bounding down the stairs.
"Can I work out with you guys?" she looked at both of us,
"Please." Tami pleaded. Tami had on a little black one piece. Like a dancer
would wear, just a single thin layer of nylon. Her hard nipples were plain
to see despite her bra, as well as the cleft of her tiny round butt, right
around to the front. Even her navel was there to see as well. I was just
gawking at her, but she walked over to Greg.
Greg looked at me and winked.
"Well Sis, we're almost done, and beside we, we only wear
bottoms down here!" Greg said in a matter of fact manner and a bit of a
laugh on the end.
I couldn't believe he said that. I figured she run back up the
stairs.
"We try to model our workouts after the way the Greeks would
have done it. You know Sis?" Greg said, "Isn't that right Bobby?" Greg got
down on the mat and I held his legs while he did setups.
He nodded at me but I was having a hard time. Tami nipples were
so hard, and she had this astonished look on her face.
"That's right Greg." I said finally thinking about all the sexy
tales I had read about Greek athletes.
Tami looked around at me, she was deep in thought.
"Just like the Greeks on Mount Olympus." I said nodding my
head. Then it seemed Greg was at least haft hard all the time. His new
semitransparent jock strap and prominent phallus behind was driving me
crazy. I just nodded my head.
"Yea sure, just like the Greeks!" I agreed again.
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"Does that mean we get out the olive oil and give each other a
rub down afterward?" Tami's eyes flashed as she looked back and forth
between us.
Suddenly she slipped the straps of her body suit off her
shoulders and pushed it right down to feet! And the instant later, her bra
straps came off and she stepped out of the little black puddle laying on the
floor. Greg and I just looked at her standing there in a pair of tiny black
panties and see through black bra.
"OK!" she said, her finger quickly opened the clasp on her back,
"I can follow the rules. Just weight lifting! OK guys?" Tami voice was
unsteady and she looked straight at me. She held her bra at arms length. She
swing the bra around to me. "What should I do first?"
I was excited to see her hard brown nipples in the light of day.
They crinkled with excitement. I looked at Greg. He was stunned also. I
took her bra and folded the cups together inverting one into the other,
laying the silky garment on the bed. I went to the weight rack and bench
trying to avoid looking at her all but naked body. I loosened one of the bar
bell collars.
"Come on Greg she can't handle 170 pound bench press." I said,
"Let's strip it...I mean take this weight down to just the bar and see if
you can handle that." I was hard as a rock with Tami naked to the waist. Her
firm nipples seem to seek the air, pointing skyward. As we pulled the plates
from the bar Tami was stretching and her firm young breasts bounced with
every movement. My shorts looked like a circus tent. I put my hand inside my
jock and pulled my cock off to the side. I couldn't help but give him a
squeeze. At least I wasn't sticking straight out any more, but my hand came
out gooey.
Tami pushed out a couple of sets of bench presses, while we
warmed up our legs, bending and stretching. She was feeling the burn in her
pectoris, as she messaged both side of her upper chest.
"Do you think this will make my boobs bigger, Bobby?" Tami
asked, "I mean like your chest." She looked down at them and then at me.
"I don't know, probably." I said, "You won't build mass like a
man, though. You'll have to work long and hard to get any muscle mass."
We all did squats, unloading the bar for Tami and putting the
weights back on for us. Greg was mostly silent while Tami asked a steady
stream of questions about body building and weight lifting. Greg was sitting
on the bench as Tami started her squats. I was standing in front of her, and
as she lowered herself I could see a big wet place on the crotch of her
black panties. She smiled at me and my boner was like the iron barbell.
When squatting, it is often hard to keep your balance near the end of a set
so the spotter is supposed to steady the lifter with hands on their hips.
"I'll spot you." I said and moved around behind her as her
squats became more labored.
"Thanks." she breathed as she pumped out labored squats.
"Don't go so deep." I advised.
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I put my hands around her narrow waist to steady her, I was so
hot with all of this I could feel my prick was wet as I moved. Watching her
tiny but meaty ass squat and power up kept rubbing my dick. Not one word was
spoken about the hard cocks, excited and stiff nipples or wet spots on all
of us. My balls were aching.
When we had all finish our workout, put the weights on the rack.
Tami slipped back into her body suit and turned to me thanking me for
letting her exercise with us. She turned and went up stairs.
Greg and I lay down on the mat, and rested for a while. Greg
never said a word about his sister being half naked in front of me. After a
long silences.
"Did you get what couch was saying how to roll into the start
hold?" Greg asked.
"Yea you just a, you just put your arm back and hold the guys
elbow tight against your side and push away and then roll down on him." I
tried to explain.
"Show me would you?" said Greg
So we got into the wrestlers start position me on all fours, and
Greg on his knees he wrapped his right arm around my waist. His chest flat
against my back. With Greg holding me that way I could feel my pecker start
to twitch once again. It didn't happen on the mat at school, but it sure
was hot here in the basement. I put my right arm back and hooked his elbow
around my midriff, clamping his arm tightly to my side. I roll down and over
him. When I pushed him over and rolled on top of him I noticed he was erect
again too.
"Boy that's good!" Greg said
We switched places and he tried the move on me several times.
Greg winced holding his left shoulder.
"What's wrong man?" I asked.
"Oh this trap." His hand went up to massage his left shoulder,
"On the left side has been hurting me." Greg answered.
"Maybe it time to get out the olive oil, and go Greek." I said
with a chuckle, "I'll be glad to work it out for you."
"Ok good." Greg said and was quiet for a while.
I work some spicy oil into his shoulder. I didn't have to ask
where it hunt. I tried to get him to relax. And he finally did.
"You remember what you said in the shower today, about you know,
'doing it later?'" Greg asked, "Well could you do that now? I mean I have
been
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having some very strange feels about you. I'm confused. I don't want to lose
you as a friend but I feel I need more."
I just let him talk, as he was saying exactly what I was
feeling.
"I know... I feel the same way, Greg." I told him as I slide one
hand under him to find his prick. He rolled on his side, and I rubbed his
dick, pressing it against his belly. His hand returned the favor.
"Oh Man that feels good." Greg said, "Mmmm" he moaned quietly. I slide my
hand inside his jock strap, and my oily fingers encircled, his wet a gooey
peter. He thrust at me, his hot meat pulsing. I gripped him loosely, his
precum made my palm very slick and pussy like. I was rock hard again and
needed relief myself. We tried to stop for a moment, you know long enough to
get our clothes off, but we just couldn't keep pulling and tensing one
another. It felt so goood. Greg oiled his hand and my reddened and
straining prick. Greg kneaded my cock's rampant head, my eyes rolled and I
gasped for breath. We stroked and beat each other cocks and rammed franticly
at the other fist. Greg groaned and shuttered, his hot wet prick swelled
even more. I clutched his rampant tool even tighter, as he did to me. Like
two wild animals we hammered and gasped at each other. Deep groans continued
as we sought our separate pleasure together. My Eyes rolled as I jammed hard
hard into his hand. The head of my cock seemed to be on fire and my balls,
at the boil. Greg's swollen penis became even more massive. I pumped
fiercely into his hand, desperate to cum. I grabbed at his butt, pulling
him to me. We both gulped for air. Greg yanked at my ass, I could my my
hole was open to the air. We held each other tight, rolling around, our hips
thrust at the warm wet pockets we had made for each other. I thrust hard, my
hot load ready to cum. As suddenly as it had started we both erupted in
thick white clots cum. We held the other's cock tightly, our dicks pumped
out jets of white hot seaman. Spurt after the next splattered all over, with
deep groans of pleasure. White ropes hit our straining abs. The feeling of
relief was incredible. We covered one another with young strong seed. We
both collapsed, gasping for air but still pumping. The panting slowed and we
rolled apart. We looked at the huge quantity of our cream spread all over
our abdominals and making a sticky mess in our public hair. We looked at
each other, and started to laugh in amazement.
"I had no idea how much sperm we had in us!" I said, "I was
really hot!"
"Yea... Me too," Greg said, "Slippery huh?" he worked our cum
between his fingers. We slowly stroked our spent pricks and shivered with
delight.
"We better take a shower, my parents will be coming home soon."
The shower was right next to where the mat was with a curtain
around. We both got up carefully so as not spill our cream on the mat or
floor. Out the corner of my eye a saw Tami sitting on the step again. I felt
so good I winked at her. She stared at us, her hand between he legs. I said
nothing, as we step under the shower. We wash away the gooey leftovers of
our passion and down the drain. We both became hard again. We smiled at one
another and at the same time took hold of one another's prick. The warm
soapy water made a warm and
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sexy feeling, once more. I put my arm around Greg's neck, and he came to me.
I kissed him on the lips. He hesitated.
"I don't know if I want..." Greg said. I gently stroked his
hardening prick. Greg kissed me back his dick hardened instantly in my
hand.
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I was breathing hard again, and I pushed my cock between his
soapy legs. Greg's prick went flat between our bellies, and Greg closed his
legs. His sudsy crotch provided a wonderful hot pussy pocket for my once
again enraged penis. I began to thrust at him, pulling at his hard round
buttocks. Suddenly a call came from upstairs. We froze. Well at least my
penis was whistle clean.
"Hey you guys!" Tami shouted out from the top of the stairway,
"Dinner in 10 minutes! Put away all that hard stuff."
"OK We're coming!" Greg shouted back.
We parted and rinsed, looking at each other with a smirk.
"I wonder what she meant by that?" Greg asked looking at me.
I just shrugged knowing she knew what we did and seemed to be
enjoying it. Dinner was pork chops, corn, and piles of mashed potatoes with
a big glass of milk. I was famished and a growing boy.
As we stood up from the table, Greg went off the bathroom. I
followed Tami to the kitchen with dirty dishes.
"Your not going to tell on us are you?" I whispered. There was a
long pause, which made me very uncomfortable.
"Well... a .... maybe I could join in sometime..." Tami said
softly, "I'd like to if Greg agrees."
I told Tami I'd talk to him about it. I didn't want to admit
that it had been out first time.
After dinner we retired to the basement once more to hit the
books. Greg and I had a couple of classes together and we studied a lot
besides the wrestling team. Now we seem to have something else in common,
our hard peckers. We got out the Chemistry lessons and went to work. After
an hour or so we both switched off to something else. I was trying to focus
on "Moby Dick" while Greg was doing Calculus problems. After an hour or
more my dick started to twitch growing in my shorts. I looked over at Greg,
he was concentrating on a Math problem, but his crotch was distended just as
much as mine. I just couldn't keep my mind on this book any longer, and it
was half past ten anyway. I quietly got up and clicked on the TV, but turned
the sound way down. As a walked over to the sink to get my toothbrush, my
dick waggled back and forth in my loose white shorts. I wanted to just sit
down a jerk it off, I was so horny all the time. I glanced up and Greg
watching me. I pushed my prick up against the cold sink. My dick actually
seemed to get harder pressed against the chilly metal. I could sense Greg
standing behind me, and
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as I bent forward to spit the toothpaste out, my butt ran right into his
hard prick. I finished rinsing my mouth and grabbed has stiff manhood behind
my back. When I straightened up he started nibbling on my neck and took a
firm hold of my penis inside my lose white shorts. Greg pulled my short
down in back and I guided his juicy peter head between my hot ass cheeks. Up
and down I scrubbed his dick in my crack while he squeezed my swollen prick.
I felt really hot, his cock slipping past my hole sort of catching there on
the way by. I pushed his dick down towards my now tight balls. He pulled me
to him as he stroked my cock through my shorts.
"Greg I'm so horny I can't stand it!" I whispered.
He sort of moaned.
"Mmmm, Me too." Greg breathed in my ear, "Have you done this
before Bobby, I mean have you ever put your...a..a did you ever...you
know...with a guy's dick?"
"Aaa, No," his fingers now inside my shorts, rubbing my pecker,
"....But I've been thinking about all kinds of stuff and it kinda scares
me..." I said.
"Yea..." Greg said, "Ever since I saw your big hard dick this
afternoon at the gym,... I just can't get it out of my head..."
"I'd like to try it with you." I said squeezing his cock, "What do
you think?"
Greg had my hot and wet swollen prick in his hand, his fingers slipped back
and forth, skinning it back, sending jolts of titillation through me. I
jerked in response while his hot breath set me a fire. He pushed his erect
prick at my crack. His dick at my back door was his answer. I put my head
back on his shoulder, and pushed my ass at him. He kept jabbing his cock at
my butt, shoving and thrusting. His hard cock stuck for moment then slide
up and down past my ass-pussy hole. My brain seemed to be re-formatting the
definition of that sensitive little orifice behind me. His prick was really
wet now and very slippery, and he rammed it against my little brown hole. I
reached up, pulled his face to my neck. I pushed my ass back against Greg's
cock. He nibbled on my neck and I quivered. Then I straighten up and
clenched my buttocks. I did that many times and he was breathing hard. Greg
groaned in my ear. My rear was soaked with Greg's slithery juice. I wanted
to bend over and feel his big prick go right in. It felt so good but as
Greg's big cock began to pierce my tiny virgin bottom, it hurt. His hot and
drenched prick felt like it would split me open and it scared me. I wanted
to twist away from him, but he held me right there.
"Boy that hurts, Oh mam! Go slow! Mmmm, It feels so good!" I
told him. He continues to thrust in me, I was in a sexual daze it felt so
hot, but it hurt like it was a ball bat splitting me open.
"I think we need to open my hole some how." I said tentatively
in a low voice. Greg stroked my prick, and pulled at one of my nipples. My
knees were weak, our hips were going back and forth, but Greg was more
gentle now. I quivered with delight.
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"Mmmmm, Shouldn't we do this with a rubber." I said, feeling my
boy pussy opening to him. Greg pinch and pulled one of my erect nipples and
suddenly I shuddered. We had pushed together and he was in my ass! I bit my
lower lip to stifle a scream and grabbed his buttocks behind me. He moaned
deeply and I held him there. I couldn't believe the sharp pain and hot wave
of lust that swapped over me. I tried to take a deep breath, I want pull him
deep into me, but my eyes were streaming tears and wide open with the
stabbing pain in my ass. Right in front of me on the shelf was the bottle of
"Massage Oil" the same oil as before. The pain was to great and I pushed
away from him. His cock popped out with a smack and sprang up in the air,
bouncing against his hard belly and then my buttocks. I grabbed the oil.
Greg's eyes were glaze over.
"Here use this and stick your finger up me first, OK." I said.
He didn't seem to hear me, so I grabbed his hand, poured some oil on our
fingers. I took a swap through my crack then anointed his hard prick. I put
Greg's oily thumb to my bottom and he slipped his thumb in. A jolt of erotic
desire hit me. My oily finger pulled at his hot boner. He wiggled his thumb
and a hot twinges went through my pecker from back to front, my soon to be
pussy hole was on fire I needed to be fucked now. Greg must have felt me
shudder as his grip tightened on my prick as he stroked me. He push two
fingers into me, he twisted the intruders around, my hips were hunching on
his squirming digits.
"Oh man! That's so...", I said but I was afraid of being queers,
"Hot!, "You done this before?"
"Nope. Just that candle on my desk." Greg admitted.
Then I turned around the face him, our wet and oily organs
banged together like crossed swords. I bent to suck one of his nipples, as
Greg rimmed my butt with many fingers. I straightened up, my fingers pulling
at his round ass. I gave him a bite on the neck, and pushed my rear out to
get more from his plunging finders. I probed his rear also, he groaned. He
turned his head to me and we kissed. Just lip kisses at first, then I tried
to put my tongue to his lips. Greg opened his mouth and our tongues meet for
the first time. Our greasy rampant members slithered together.
"Greg, This is so good. I can't believe..." I tried to say and
Greg kissed me hard again.
"Don't talk, don't talk ever, just.... just" Greg stumbled. We
made our way from the sink to Greg's bed.
"Let's just fuck 'til this lust passes then we can see." Greg
finished. He continued to bore into me, widening my new found sex passage.
It was time, I was ready and I wanted Greg's hot dick to fuck me. I took
hold of his hot tool and knelt, leaning on the bed. I guided his hard prick
to the target. I rubbed and squeezed him.
"Go slow man." I said, he just nodded never taking his eyes from
my wide spread buttocks and his ready tool. His purple headed penis pushed
against my not quite virgin cavity. He held his pulsing prick right at my
pussy. He stroked it up and down, and pressed gently forward. I pushed back
and his wet cock went in me. I gasped and my prick jumped, I stroked it
hard.
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"OK? You OK?" Greg asked, for the moment he was concerned about
me and forgot his passion.
"Yea, feels good." I said and reached back to pull him to me.
His cock filled me. A warm and vibrant feeling spread over me and I held him
there. His prick was wedged tightly up my receptive rear. I kept him there
and looked back. Greg was smiling at me, and I felt his cock flex inside me.
He pushed against me hard and withdraw. His prick felt hot and tight. He
dripped more oil on his tool and slipped back in. He did it again but this
time he pulled all the way out. This sudden feeling empty came over me. Cool
air seemed to rush in me. I trembled with the loss.
"Are you OK with this?" Greg asked putting more lub on his
member.
Mmmm, It feel so good, gohead on, fuck me." I told him my ass
needed his hard peter now, I wanted to be fucked, no more fear, "Just start
out slow OK?"
I jerked at his slimy cock and then my own. Mine was only half
hard after he pulled out. He entered me again, his reddened head popped past
my open hole. He did it time and again, popping his lusty cock head pasted
the tight ring of my sphincter. Each time he penetrated me, a hot jolt of
pleasure hit me. My cock turned to oak, as he thrust into my slick hind end.
He began to push in deep and hard. Greg's breath coming in pants as his
passion built. My butt slapped against his taut abs and thighs. My prick
slobber strings of pre-cum. His balls had been spanked mine as he rammed
into to his new found pussy. I groaned at every thrust. He was fucking was
fast now. I felt him grip my hips even tighter and he was pounding his meat
into me. I felt his prick swell even bigger, and I was gasping for breath
with him. Suddenly plunged in hard and stopped. Greg moaned deeply, rammed
hard into me and clutched at my hips strongly. I turned to look, his face
contorted, eyes squeezed shut as his orgasm took control. His prick gushed
scalding cream into me. I felt his cock jump as he sprayed his seed. He
groaned slamming into me again. He shoot another hot stream of cum. He took
another hard stroke or two and pulled all the way out and then jammed it
right back in. Greg's body jerked as he slammed back in me and emptied his
balls. He fell over on top of me, spent. We stayed that way for a minute,
then I turned to keep him from felling to the carpet. He was
gasping for air with a gaunt look on his face. I lay him down face up, his
eyes seemed to glazed over and he keep moaning and groaning. Greg's tool lay
flaccid to one side still drooling juice. How my cock throbbed now with
lust. While he tried to catch his breath, I sucked one of his nipples and
pinched and pull the other. He toweled down his gooey prick. He pulled his
knees up and I rolled him on his side. Like he had started with me I slipped
an oily thumb up his tight ass. I put more oil on my fingers, and his spent
dick. With the angle I had it was easy to give Greg a prostate massage. I
wiggled my thumb inside his rectum, and his peter came to life once more. I
worked in close behind his butt, my pecker is screaming at my 'Fuck him'. I
jacked my cock, and squeezed out a large quantity gooey pre-cum right at his
brown bud. I finger fucked him with two then three fingers, while squeezing
and jacking his cock. Greg thrash about a bit as push my dick into his new
pussy. I want to ram my cock home, but I remained still while I thumbed the
crown of Greg's penis. His hips started to lunge against my hand as I
stroked him In turn he impaled his hot ass on my slimy prick. Greg began to
whimper a little. I thrust all the way in, his ass
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was hot and I felt my cum start to raise. So I pulled my over heat dick out
and rolled Greg to his back. I put Greg's legs on my shoulders. I thrust in
him.
"Fuck me Bobby! Fuck me good." Greg whispered.
I plunged into him, Greg chewed his lip. I did what he
wanted....... I was so hot it didn't take long.
We were both on the wrestling team at school and the team was
bused to other cities for different meets. They put us in motel rooms as
pairs. Greg and I in the same room.
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Copyright (c) 2003 by Bob Feak
All characters are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual people is
coincidental.
This story depicts a world in which AIDS and other sexually transmitted
diseases are non-existent. In the real world, please practice safe sex.
Please contact me. I love getting feedback and reply to every message.
This story is adapted in part from events of my early life.
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