Date: Fri, 27 Jun 2014 14:11:51 +1030
From: Philip Whitney <pmwhit2011@hotmail.com>
Subject: Meeting up with Kevin - Part 3 -  A Wake Up Call

It was Kevin's first time fucking someone and it was awesome that he had
chosen me for his first time. We had chatted about it many times on Skype
and I know he had been saving it for someone special. He wanted me laying
on my back, so that he could watch my expression change as his 15 year
old torpedo disappeared into my inner sanctum. He was well lubed up and I
was totally relaxed, so his invasion of my rear orifice wasn't as painful
as it could have been without any decent preparation. I was tight and
Kevin was scared of hurting me, so it probably took him several minutes
before his pubes were making acquaintance with the satin smoothness of my
nearly 18 year old bum cheeks. Once fully inserted he leaned forward and
gently kissed my lips. "I have waited so long for this moment," he
whispered.  I have always enjoyed kissing, but this was something
special. Both our mouths opened automatically and I allowed Kevin to take
the initiative and explore. He was gentle, but earnest, subtle, but
invasive, delicious and creative. I was in heaven.

I involuntarily flexed my anal muscles and this was the catalyst for
Kevin to start his performance. Withdrawing until his bulbous helmet was
trapped by my tight ring that was still to relax completely. Then he
slowly reversed his movement and pushed forward until once again I felt
his pubes tickle the skin around my opening. Then another withdrawal and
a gentle push forward. This continued very slowly for some time until the
movement became easy and I could feel my prostate being gently massaged.
As the pace increased I looked at Kevin's face and watched his eyes
gradually close and his head lean back as if he was in a trance. It took
some time for him to get into a rhythm, but each time he started
to withdraw I flexed my muscles, gripping his knob tightly, not wanting
it to vacate the premises. I soon realized I was moaning fairly loudly,
so Kevin leaned forward and covered my mouth with his. Fortunately his
parents room was at the other end of the house, but his sister was just
next door.

Kevin eventually lost control and the gently movement became solid
thrusts and his gentle moans became grunts. Finally with one enormous
thrust that made me think his dick was going to come out of my mouth, his
15 cm torpedo injected its creamy cargo deep into my insides. Seconds
later my own dick pulsed several times, without me even touching it and
my own creamy caviar sprayed onto my belly and chest. Kevin collapsed
onto me exhausted and lay there for quite some time. I eventually lifted
his face off my chest and looked deep into his eyes. " Wow! that was
fucking amazing," he retorted. "Yeah it was," I replied.

After a few minutes his breathing became slow and deep and I realized he
had fallen asleep once again. His softening dick had slipped out allowing
me to lower my legs on either side of him. His head was nestled in the
crook of my neck and I wrapped my arms around his body and cupped both
his bum cheeks.

I was wide awake now. I kept closing my eyes and trying to drift off to
sleep, but my body was saying you are still in Australia and its 4 in the
afternoon. I was enjoying the feel of Kevin's silken skin against my own.
As he breathed deeply his chest rubbed across my nipples, causing an
unusual sensation throughout my body. The bum cheeks that I held in each
hand were like nothing I had ever held before. Like 2 hard basketballs
covered with a mink skin. Beautiful soft tiny hairs that barely moved as
I gently stroked my hands in circles. As my fingers moved together, they
slipped into a soft hairy crevasse, before touching each other at the
entrance to Aladdin's cave.  My dick, laying flat against my stomach was
starting to chub up as with each breath it was gently massaged by Kevin's
silken pubes. By now the head had sneaked its way out of its protective
sheaf of skin and after 3 involuntary flexes gradually inflated to its
maximum 17 cm. My mind was saying 'NO! you need to get up and shower,'
but as my hips slowly started to gyrate I knew my body was winning the
argument. I was soon out of control, my hands pressing down, as my hips
rose, forcing his crotch to mash against my dick. Realizing I was on the
brink of another amazing climax, I forced my mouth onto his neck to
stifle my moans. I sucked in deeply as four strong pulses spewed my
morning seed between our bodies.

Kevin was dead to the world when I gently slipped from beneath him,
smearing my cum across his lower belly. It felt great in the shower. I
was wide awake for the first time since arriving in CA. So much had
happened sexually since I arrived, yet technically it was the same day as
I had left Australia. Jet lag and time zones were something to get used
to. I had a long piss which cleared the cum residue out of my soft tube,
wrapped a towel around my body and exited the bathroom to find
Kevin sitting on the side of the bed with the biggest grin imaginable
across his gorgeous face. I leaned over and kissed him gently on the
lips. He returned the kiss, but as he pulled away he reminded me to be
careful in front of his family. I laughed out loud, telling him he wasn't
careful at 4 am that morning. He blushed profusely, but again reminded
me. Seconds after he entered the bathroom I heard a loud: "What the
fuck!" and he rushed back into the bedroom with his hand on his neck.
"When did this happen?" he yelled as he moved his hand revealing a very
large and prominent hickey on his neck. I said I was sorry, but had
nowhere else to put my mouth. He started to panic, so I retrieved a tube
of pimple cream from my bag and smeared a small amount onto his neck. "If
you wear a collared shirt, its hardly noticeable." Back in the bathroom
he seemed happier.

During breakfast, Kevin told me of the plans for the weekend. We were to
stay at one of his friends houses that night and he was having a
Halloween Party. Kevin's parents were taking his sister for an overnight
stay about 250 km from where they lived. She played in a major league
softball competition and it was a big championship that weekend. Normally
Kevin would have had to go with them, since they didn't trust him.
However, as I was there and also, since his friend had this Halloween
party, they had organised for us to sleepover. So straight after
breakfast we were to head off into town to hire some costume clothes.
Kevin kept fingering his hickey and said he hoped it had disappeared by
the time his parents returned. I laughingly told him to pick a girl at
the party and make out with her. He chased me from the room.

Halloween was not a big deal in Australia, so this was to be another new
experience for me. I started to think of what I would wear. May be one of
the Michael Jackson ghouls, a hooded ghost, or even a vampire? We
excitedly exited the bus right next to the mall on a beautiful
Californian nearly summer's day. The costume hire shop was at the far end
of the mall, but as we had plenty of time we checked out some of the
men's wear shops on the way. The clothes seemed pretty much the same as
Australia, they even had Rip Curl and Billabong brands. Suddenly Kevin's
name was yelled across the mall and he smiled and told me to come and
meet some of his friends. They were sitting outside a café drinking coke,
as Kevin introduced me to them all. One of his mates put on a mock Aussie
accent and they all roared with laughter. I laughed as well, though I was
sure I didn't sound like that. The three of them each had a bag and it
turned out one had a ghoul costume, one a hooded ghost and the third,
yeah you've guessed it a vampire outfit. What the hell were we going to
get?

The costume shop was huge. Everything you could think of was there, army
uniforms, nuns, even a father Christmas. We couldn't find anything
ghoulish in our size except the three that his mates already had. I asked
Kevin if it had to be ghoulish and he said that it was a costume party
and that we weren't trick or treating, so we could dress as anything.
After much searching I spotted the ideal outfits for us and Kevin agreed.
A priest and an altar boy. As I was a bit taller than Kevin the priests
outfit would be perfect for me and Kevin would look so angelic as an
altar boy. We headed to the change room to try them on. There was only
one free so we went in together. It was fairly tight especially when
Kevin bent over to take his shorts off. We both stood in our undies
admiring each other's body. Both of which were nicely colored.  Mine with
the remains of my aussie summer tan and Kev's from his mixed ancestry.  I
couldn't resist a kiss and held him close in a tight embrace. As the
tingling began in my groin and I felt the increasing bulge in Kevin's
undies, he laughingly pushed me away telling me to save it for later.

It was now much later and we had been dropped off early at his mates
place by his parents on their way to the softball championships. Kevin's
mate wasn't home, so his sister showed us to her brother's room we would
be sharing that night. Kevin had stayed here many times, so he knew his
way around. His computer was on so we sat next to each other and played a
few games.

After quite some time Kevin suggested we try on the costumes. We stripped
off our shorts and started to don the the cassocks. Mine was a priestly
black and Kevin's was a fantastic burgundy red color. They were really
warm, so I daringly suggested we strip completely and be naked under the
costume. Kevin was reluctant at first, but when he saw how my cassock
covered me completely he did the same. Fortunately my white dog collar
was attached to the cassock, so it was easy to wear. I also had a
burgundy red stole around around my neck which matched Kevin's cassock.
Kevin looked amazing. He had a beautiful lacey surplus over his cassock
and a frill around his neck. He looked so angelic. I just couldn't resist
him and gave him a huge hug and kissed him on the lips. Immediately our
boyhoods responded and with nothing to contain them, tented the cassocks.
With our tongues playing chase me around the mouth I lifted his cassock
and grasped those amazing bum cheeks once again. Neither of us heard the
door open, but stopped in our tracks as Josh, Kevin's best mate said:
"The priest and the altar boy! wow, this is going to be a great Halloween
party."