Date: Thu, 05 Aug 2004 02:04:37 -0500
From: James Clark <niftywriterjc@hotmail.com>
Subject: James and Todd

Disclaimer:  If you are a minor, or if reading this is not lawful in your 
area, then do not read the text contained herein.  This is erotic gay 
FICTION.  Any resemblance to actual events or circumstance is purely 
coincidental.

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	James and Todd
	by James Clark

	"Dude, where did you learn how to do that?", asked Todd, as he lay beside 
me on the bed, putting out the cigarette I'd shared with him.  I simply 
shrugged and said, "I guess it just comes naturally".  I was laid out, nude 
and exhausted, on the bed with only a twisted sheet to cover my nether 
region.  That's how we fell asleep that night.  Now, I'll tell you how we 
got that far.

	My name is James Clark, and this is a true story. I was almost fourteen at 
the time and Todd was sixteen.  I really don't know how to work in a 
description of us in my story, so I'll just go ahead and tell you what both 
of us looked like.  I was about 5'4" with curly dirty blonde hair, hazel 
green eyes, about 145 lbs, and not fat, but not skinny.  Todd was about 6' 
with short brown hair, brown eyes, about 175 lbs and the same build as me.

	Now for the real story.

	My mom and dad divorced and my mom got us for most of the time, but we had 
to go to my dad's house every other weekend or so.  One of the times we went 
over, my dad had invited his new girlfriend and her kids over for the 
weekend.  Todd was the oldest, as am I, and so of course we got along and 
became friends.  I came to find out that they were actually staying with my 
dad until their mom, who was a nurse, got a job here.  Well, to make a long 
story short, my dad ended up screwing them over, while in the meantime my  
mom and their mom made friends.  They eventually came to stay with my family 
for a while until they got on their feet.  Todd and I got closer and closer, 
and became more open with each other.  Eventually we began to trust each 
other immensely.

	Everyone else besides me and Todd went on vacation.  We were up late one 
night, smokin' weed and drinkin' Hennesy.  We started in a sort of cliched 
way-- playing Truth or Dare.  My turn came around and I jokingly said "I 
dare you to suck my cock".

	What came out of his mouth next blew my mind and made my little gay heart 
think I had taken acid.  He got a very serious look on his face and 
said, "For how long?".

	"Until I come, I guess".

	"Well, drop your pants and I'll get started on two conditions.  One, you 
have to tell me before you come so I can pull off.  Two, you have to do me, 
too."

	"OK, that's cool".

	I stood and hooked my thumbs in the sides of my jeans and pulled them down, 
along with my boxers.  My then 5.5 inch dick, fully hard, reared its head 
(pun intended).  I sat back down, took a deep breath and asked him if he'd 
ever done this before.

	"Only once," he said.

	Then he started rubbing my dick while he sucked my nuts, one at a time, 
rolling them in his mouth.  He was obviously experienced at this.  And he 
was kinky, for my taste back then.  He licked a finger and started massaging 
my hole.  At first it felt weird, but then it started to feel good.  He put 
his mouth on my rock-hard cock, and fondled my balls with his left hand.  
All of a sudden, he worked his index finger into my ass and tickled my 
prostate.  I didn't expect it, but it felt good so I didn't complain.  He 
sucked and sucked, burying his nose into my pubes over and over.  He worked 
a second finger into my ass and, to my surprise, I liked it, and it only 
hurt for a second.  I could feel my orgasm building fast. The boy knew how 
to use his tongue.

	I grunted out "I'm coming!", and he pulled off and jacked my dick until I 
spewed the most cum I'd ever seen come out of my cock.

	"Damn!", Todd said.  "That's a lot of cum".

	Between gasps I said "That felt awesome!".

	"James, I was wondering.  Since you liked me finger-fucking you, can I fuck 
you in the ass?".

	At first I didn't want to.  I thought it would hurt bad.  Somehow he 
managed to talk me into trying it.  Maybe it was his smooth talk, or maybe 
it was the sixth blunt we were smoking but somehow he got my pants off 
again.

	He pulled my legs up to my chest where we were laying on the bed and 
reached for the KY I keep in my drawer to jack off.  He had already loosened 
up, so he went straight for the prize.  He lubed up my ass, and it was then 
that I realized I might have made a mistake.  He started greasing his eight 
inch tool.  I almost backed out when I saw that monster.

	"Tell me if you want me to stop," said Todd.

	"OK".

	He slowly pushed the head of his dick into my ass, and stopped so I could 
get used to it.  I gasped as he pushed it in to the hilt.  He stopped for a 
minute, then started to pull out until he was almost out.  Then he slowly 
started fucking me in the ass.  He started to speed up, until his balls were 
slapping my ass and there was a look of near ecstacy on his face.  Suddenly 
I could feel his cum spurt into my ass as he grunted and moaned.  He slowed 
and stopped as his orgasm subsided.  Both of us exhausted, he pulled out of 
my now sore and gaping asshole.  I picked up a hand mirror and looked at my 
hole.  It was at least two inches wide open, and I saw Todd's cum oozing out 
of my hole.  I felt weirdly empty without him in me.  I rolled over towards 
him, and let him kiss me.  I lit a cigarette and smoked, enjoying the flavor 
and harshness of the sharp menthol in a Newport.

	This brings us full circle and the story of my first time is finished.