Date: Fri, 20 Feb 2004 21:38:26 -0500
From: Eric Lattenhaus <erotic_dreams_story@hotmail.com>
Subject: I DROOLED FOR BRAD - Chapter 4 - Brad and Robby

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I DROOLED FOR BRAD - Chapter 4 - Brad and Robby
a story of love and male-male (gay) sex
by Eric L.                            *** GAY TEEN FICTION ***
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I DROOLED FOR BRAD         Eric Lattenhaus           CHAPTER 4
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ROBBY:  14, skinny, blue eyes, 'dirty blonde' hair, cute.
BRAD:  16, brown hair and eyes, not bulky, football jock,
       handsome, cute, even.


      "Brad!  BRAD!"  He made me feel so good, but he had
      exhausted me.

      I had just cum, and already I wanted more.  I couldn't
      imagine the need that was already building up in my potent
      lover.  Then again, I think maybe I did picture it.  My
      beautiful Brad was probably going to take a few breaths,
      get hard as hell, put himself in me again, and fuck me to
      death.

      And I was willing.
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"Hey!" Brad said, waking me out of my dream state.

"Hey, what?" I said unthinkingly.

"Hey, Robby, you're totally unbelievable."

"Brad--don't say 'unbelievable!'  That means you don't believe
me."

"Okay.  You're incredible."

"Means the same thing."

"Shit!  . . . Okay, I think you're fucking awesome!" Brad said,
and then he squirmed and did a little dance on the bed for a
while, and he almost sang his words, "...my fucking hot skinny
little fourteen-year-old AWESOME kid lover!"

"Ohhh!  Much better," I said, totally taken with him.

Before now, I hated being skinny.  Now the hottest guy I knew was
loving that--was in love with me, skinny Robby Larrister.  Skinny
was IN with my lover, Brad!

Brad was like a one-man entertainment show.  This is what jocks
did?  I was beginning to think Brad was a very atypical jock.
But it made my heart pound--I knew he was doing this because he
loved me, and was excited about having me in his life.  He
overflowed with that excitement.  He was like a snake in the bed
--a walking advertisement for sexy little me.  The last thing he
did was wiggle his butt at me.

Something about tonight was bringing out the animal in my sensual
stud lover.  I knew Brad wanted to be the top guy, and I
suspected he was a little afraid of being bottom.  Maybe a lot
afraid.  No harm asking, though.

"So, Brad, you want me to fuck YOU?" I asked.  I got brave after
watching his little devotional dance.

"Um, well, Robby . . .  I, uh . . . I don't know how the hell you
took all of me up there . . . inside you."

"I love you so much, Brad!"

"Oh, shit!" he said, grabbing me into a hot, tight hug.  "I love
you too, Robby."

"Mmmm!"

"I gotta be honest--I got some doubts about taking anything that
big up my ass," Brad said with soldier-like honesty.  That was
one thing about football, it made for good, honest sportsmen.

"My dick's not that big."

"I think it is," Brad said, looking nervous.

"Well, it's hungry."  I was talking about getting myself off
again, but thinking of Brad, and how he pumped and shoved his hot
dick in me, and made me feel so good.

"Yeah, baby," Brad said, "I want you to fuck me because that's
what YOU want.  But I never, ever thought about letting anyone
fuck me, much less told them I wanted it.  Besides--YOU just got
out of the hospital, little guy.  And I have other plans for
tonight."

I totally drooped, like a flower dying.

"Oh.  Other plans, I'm sorry."

"What the fuck?  No, no!  Other plans with YOU, Robby!"

"Oh, Brad!" I shouted.  "I'm sorry!  I don't know how I could
think that."  Now I was thrilled!

"It's okay.  I didn't say it right.  I'm the one who's sorry.  It
broke my heart to see your face fall, just now," Brad said,
looking like a little boy who got caught stealing a cookie.

It broke his heart.  How sweet is that?!!  I was swooning and
getting excited again with Brad's mysterious, endless pool of
surprising emotions.  If you just knew him from the halls in
school, you'd never think this manly 16-year-old hunk capable of
such tenderness.  Especially expressing that to a little 14-year-
old kid, like me.

"Ah!  Ohhh!" I yelled, as Brad carried me to the shower, with his
rocket jammed in my balls.  "Boner boy is poking me!"

"That's not all he can do," Brad said proudly.

Then we both laughed.

Another surprise, Brad washed me totally, like I was royalty and
he was the servant.  In between things he managed to wash himself
thoroughly.  More than once he took me in his mouth and teased
me.

"Brad, oh, AH!  Not fair!  I was so close to coming."

"I know.   I got four brothers, remember?  Besides, I want you
horned up good so you can shoot your big, hot load in my mouth
again.  I like Robby cum!  And you know what?"

"What?" I said, amazed at the child in his hot, brown eyes.

"You're gonna get to suck Poker Boy!"

I dropped right to my knees, and slid him in my mouth.

"Ahhh!  Geez!  You suck so good, Robby!"

"I've wanted to suck you while I was on my knees, for so long,
Brad!"

"Oh.  I was gonna do pushups again."

"Well--"

"Okay, on your knees, then!  Sounds good to me, sexy!"

"We don't have to--not if you like it the other way."

"Well, let's dry off and get back to bed.  Okay?"

"Way okay!"

In bed, we kissed and kissed forever, exchanging tongues and
sucking mouth one into the other, until I thought Brad would burn
out from high body temperature.  Man, was he hot!  We were out of
breath from kissing.

Then we hugged and settled down--I thought!  Until Brad started
licking my whole body.

"Oh!" I moaned.

Starting with the tops of my feet, Brad licked--up each leg,
wetting the little blonde downy fuzz that was someday gonna be
hair on my body.  There is nothing like a hunky 16-year-old
licking your 14-year-old hairless body, except having his man-
sized erection pumping you full of his cum.

When he licked my nipples and arm pits, I screamed and squirmed,
like a nine-year-old.  When Brad put his tongue gently in my ear,
I melted.

"Ah!  My prince has passed out.  I must revive him," Brad said,
role playing like we were little boys.

Then he grabbed my ribs, like he did when I was in the hospital.

"Ahh!  NO!  ha, ha!  Ooooooo!  Please, Brad!  NO!  AHH!"

"That'll teach ya.  Princes aren't supposed to pass out."

Then I put my Karate to work, and flipped him.  Brad was on his
back now, and before he could recover, I had his beautiful cock
in my mouth.  And I did the best I could to swallow all of him.

"Oh, oh, shit!  Oh, man, YEAH!"

I had surprised him and shocked him by taking control.  A lick
here, a wiggle of my tongue there, and I had him shouting and
dancing on the bed.

"Ah!  Oh, MAN!"

"I want my lover to be all juiced up for me," I said, "so he can
shoot his big load out of his massive dick for me.  I'm hungry
for you, Brad."

"Oh, baby!  I love you Robby.  And I think you're hot as hell!
Did I tell you that?" Brad asked breathlessly.

"Mmmm, yeah!  But you can say that to me anytime," I said,
realizing he was taking control again.  I wanted that.  I yielded
to him.  But I was confused when he stood up.

"On your knees, boy!" Brad said harshly, imitating the sound of
military authority, I thought.

I looked up at him, surprised.  I was pretty sure he was playing
around.

"I was just playin'--you're not hurt by that, are you?"

"No, sir!" I said, playing along and smiling.

As I toyed with his cock to tease and put him on edge again, I
took him as deep as I could, and working my way back toward the
head of his dick, I nibbled lightly on him with my teeth,
flicking my snake-like tongue every so often.  I could almost
feel the pleasure oozing out of his pole.  I'm sure it was
torture for Brad.  Then again, I was sure this was a torture he'd
really like.

"Oh, fuck!  Oh FUCK!  Hurry-up--suck it Robby--I'm gonna cum!"

And he did--just as I impaled my mouth on his hot dick!  Seven
hard, laser-like shots, thick and full, assaulted my mouth.  I
loved every drop.

Brad screamed and swayed as my mouth made love to his manhood,
and his hard cock responded with its hot liquid celebration.  He
fed me well.  My dick was wet with precum, just from the idea of
sucking him.  I kept thinking about Brad fucking me, pounding me-
-and almost came thinking that--with his cum shooting in my
mouth.

"Holy shit!  Holy fuckin shit!" Brad screamed, and fell back on
the bed.

I lifted his feet so he was lying down.  I put myself next to
him, licked off some extra cum, and hugged his awesome, handsome
body.

After a cool-down period, many kisses later, we snuggled.  It was
like we'd always done this.

"Okay, little guy.  I'm ready for a taste of that big little dick
of yours!"

"Oh, Brad, yes!"

Brad turned the tables on me with this blow job.  First he kissed
me, then licked across my chest, setting my nipples on fire, then
he played with my dick, just licking it.  Lick, lick, lick, and
just when I wasn't expecting it, he sucked my balls into his
mouth.  My little nuts went crazy!

Then it was back to my dick.  His hot tongue dove in around the
head, then the underside, then topside--short, stabbing licks
that can't make you cum, but drive you up the wall.

"Yeah," Brad said, "you're gonna be nice and juicy."  And he
licked precum off my dick a few times, and made it jump.

"Oh, oh, oh!"  I was so sorry I tortured Brad that way.  Now it
was my turn to suffer.  Suffer?  Oh yeah, I wanted both of us to
suffer this way, over, and over.

"So, are you ready to fuck me?" Brad the hot jock topboy asked
me.  "I thought about it, and I want it, Robby."

"Oh yeah!" I was ready for anything that would feel good and get
me to cum!  Then I was scared that maybe Brad wouldn't like it,
or I'd mess up and turn him off.

"Oh, yeah!" Brad said, "My hot little lover is gonna feed me his
dick and show me how a horny teenybopper boy fucks his lover.
I'll bet your such a hot fucker, you'll make me like it.
Besides, I love your little body, all cute and thin--I told you
that."

"Brad, I'm scared."

"Scared of what?  That your dick will fall off?"

"No!" I said, giggling again.  "Scared that you won't like it."

"Shit!  If I don't like it I'll tell you.  Is that so bad?"

"Well--no, not really."

"Look at you!" Brad said almost like an argument, "Your dick put
out so much precum just now, you're soaked.  And you're tryin to
tell me you don't wanna fuck me?"

"Okay, okay," I said, giggling.  Brad made a good point, and I
was horny as hell.  Before I knew it, Brad had the lube in his
hand, putting it on me and on his butt.

"You know you really got me wanting this," Brad said.  "You
little fucker, you got me horny for your dick in me.  How weird
is that?!!  'Brad Adams wants a dick in him!'  I can't BELIEVE
this!  Robby--you're a fuckin dick tease just walkin down the
street, you know that?  See what the fuck you do to me with your
skinny little body?"

A jock who can dance, be funny and sexy at the same time, and who
thinks I'm hot as hell!  At that point, I'd walk on fire for him!
I almost forgot he wanted me to fuck him.  Brad's eyes looked at
me a strange way--he knew I was nervous as hell.   I wonder if
he'd said all that just to relax me.

"Okay."  I was nervous, climbing on top of him, with him watching
every move I made.  I lined my dick up, and pushed gently."

"Just shove it in," Brad said.

That made me wonder that maybe Brad WASN'T a virgin.  Why else
would he be so casual and tell me to just shove in?

I pressed in a little more.  I could feel his hole.  Or what
should be a hole.  He definitely was a virgin because I pressed
more, and nothing was moving.

"Maybe you need to relax or something--it's not going in," I said
gently.

"Okay," he said like a loosening pile of springs, "Let's take the
tension off this.  Come here."

I was in bed with him, I didn't have far to go.

"Robby," Brad said in the sweetest tone, "I love you so much--
more than anything.  I'd give you my arms and legs if they would
help you.  If it was just sex I wouldn't be here--I wouldn't be
doing any of this."

"Oh, God, Brad!"  I was trying not to cry.

"Robby--I don't want you to feel any pressure.  I know you love
me--I feel your love in the air, in my heart.  If you don't want
to do this, then don't.  Who gives a fuck if you don't wanna fuck
me?!  I just want . . . shit!  Just be happy, Robby!  No worries,
be happy?"

"I--I just keep asking myself if I can do this!"

"You can do it, you little hottie fucker boy!"

I decided to go ahead, mostly because if I didn't cum soon, I
would die.  And I loved him, and he really did want this now, I
could tell.  I put more lube on him, and pressed my aching cock
against him, wiggling it around to loosen him up.  Then I pressed
real hard.  When the head of my dick popped in, I saw stars of
pleasure.

Brad saw stars of pain.  I know, because I saw his teeth clench
and his mouth tense.  His hands gripped the sheet so tightly.  My
dick couldn't hold out any more.

"Okay!" I shouted, and slid right into him.

"Uuuufffff!!"

"Oh, God, Brad!"

I could see he was in more pain, but still gritting his teeth and
moaning.  I guess jocks can really take it.

I stayed in him a minute, then a fire went off in my dick, and I
pulled up and slammed into him.  Brad's ass was so hot on the
inside.  I pounded him like something took over my body.  I never
moved so fast in my life.

I knew it was hurting him, and I hoped his pain would stop soon,
but I couldn't help myself.  After a minute of pounding and
fucking the hell out of Brad, I came.

I screamed and shouted his name.  Cum flew out of me like never
before.  I felt the fullness of his butt with my cum shooting in,
and felt the fantastic feel of fucking a butt lubed with your own
cum.

Brad grabbed my back for dear life, trying to push me deeper into
him.  "Oh, fuck, yes, do it!  Fuck me you hot little rabbit!
Fuck, that feels good.  Cum!  Yeah, cum!"

I lost all my muscles and fell flat on top of him, breathing for
my life.  Brad squirmed in pleasure under me, moaning and
groaning, looking so sexy.

I was recovered before Brad.  I was stunned that a few days ago,
Brad was a distant dream, and now, I had just fucked my dream
stud.  Could this be real?

"God, you're awesome, Brad!  I never felt this good, ever!"  My
dick was still hard and throbbing.

"Shit," Brad said breathlessly, "You're still hard--I can feel
that hot bone throbbing in me.  Man, you can tell a lot about a
guy when he has his dick in you!  That was so fuckin good,
Robby!"

"Brad, I was on top, but YOU just made love to ME!"

I never felt so loved in my life as now, when my studly hot jock
lover let me fuck him.  He really did give himself to me, and it
was something he thought he'd never do.  It was something I would
never forget--this beautiful studly boy, really a man--letting
little me have my way with him.

"Oh, yeah, oh yeah . . ." Brad kept moaning, smiling at me, so
out of breath.  ". . . that may be true . . ."  I swear he looked
like a runner who just took first place.  ". . . but my hot
little fucker boy just made love to me, no fuckin doubt about
it!"  His animal was deep into his speech, too.

I knew he loved it, but it was probably embarrassing to him, deep
down, that he would give his butt to a 14-year-old--let some
young kid fuck him, take his virginity.  But that's just what he
did.  And he looked so happy about it.  How could I NOT feel
loved?

When I turned Brad over he had a flood of precum.  Our eyes met
again, and his burned into mine.  The animal in him stirred.  His
thick penis throbbed up and down constantly.  He was getting up,
first on his elbows, then sitting up slowly, staring into me.
For a moment, all I could hear was an echo in my mind's ear of
our voices, saying to each other, 'I love you, I love you.'

"Oh, Brad," I said, partly in awe of the incredible sex we just
had, and recognizing that he was now horny as hell--maybe
dangerously horny as hell!

"Grrrrr!" he said, smiling at me.  Yet there was another force
that was behind his deep, sensual growl.  The growl said it all.
He didn't have to say a word.

I was gonna get fucked again like no tomorrow!

Oh, yeah!

To be continued.
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