Date: Wed, 29 Aug 2012 19:50:25 +0100
From: Kazz Jerome <kazztheanonman@gmail.com>
Subject: Wanting Sam - Finale - (Gay Male, High School)

*Wanting Sam -- Finale*

So here I was, in a situation I had fantasized about for a very long time;
my best friend, now boyfriend, Sam, bending over his bed in front of me,
willing and ready for me to penetrate his cute, feminine ass with my very
eager cock.

I had yet to even touch the entrance to his tight hole with a finger, and I
had to muster every bit of strength and willpower to stop myself spurting
cum all over him right there, as much as I wanted to do it. But no -- today
I was going to explode not over Sam but inside him. Inside his actual body.
Damn!

For once I felt no shame for people not knowing about me; the fact that my
friends were out and about somewhere else, oblivious to what was going on,
whilst I was about to fuck the boy they knew as Sam strangely turned me on
all the more. I felt very dirty in the best way possible, breaking a
forbidden rule without anybody knowing about it. Even to the authorities,
doing this at our age was illegal, but the fact that we -wanted- to and
couldn't care less was, for lack of a better word, hot.

Sam was silent and waiting for me to take action. In my left hand, I held
the lube he had happily given me, like a subtle message saying "you can
take my ass now" without actually saying it. With my free hand, I slowly
moved it towards his lovely, pale bottom, and started caressing and groping
at both cheeks. He moaned lightly into the bed covers as I did so, hugging
a pillow that he had taken, I assumed, to grasp as the time came to push
myself inside him.

"Look at this ass," I said, wondrously, "look at it. I've wanted it for so
long, Sammy..."

A little moan of agreement came back at me.

"So long, and now I can finally take it," I continued, flipping the lid off
the lube. I squirted a little onto both off his ass cheeks, then proceeded
to massage them with my one free hand again. Soon his bottom was all wet,
and began making my way towards the middle to what I really wanted. As I
did, I added a little more lube to the tips of the finger belonging to the
hand that was going to start off the process of my first fuck.

I lay the lube on the bed next to him and then, my heart now pounding, my
legs weak, I pulled apart his butt cheeks gently using the fingers and
thumb of my left hand, revealing Sam's tight, awaiting little ass hole.
With the right, my lubed up middle finger made its way towards his entrance
and I started probing at the hole softly.

Sam gasped, "ooh, Jacky... mmm it feels so sensitive... ooh god..."

"That ok, yeah?" I asked, my voice shaky, "feel alright?"

"Amazing... you can push... a little harder..."

I was happy to agree. I put a little more force behind my probing and the
entrance of his hole gave in and in my finger went, slowly but surely.

"Oh, Jack!" Sam groaned, his grip tightening on the pillow. "Aah- aaaah-"

I pushed harder and soon my finger was halfway inside him. I felt him
clench. "It's alright, babe," I said. "Relax... halfway there..." and with
that he relaxed his muscles again.

Harder I pushed.

And the whole finger was in.

"I'm inside you now," I said, soothingly, "all the way in."

No coherent reply from Sam, only another moan, eager this time.

Now, it was time to really begin. I slowly started to withdraw my finger,
and then pushed it the whole way back inside, quick this time and without
hesitation. If I was going in there, then Sam sure had to get used to my
finger.

"Yeah!" he suddenly exclaimed, "aah, Jacky!"

I repeated the movement. Out, then forcefully in.

"Jack, oh, Jacky! Yeah! Finger me! Finger my bum! Fuck!"

No problem, I thought. I picked up speed and was soon finger fucking him
reasonably hard. He started to writhe about a bit on the bed, and I had to
free his cheeks from my other hand so that I could wrap my arm around his
skinny waist and keep him still. My finger remained inside him, the cheeks
bouncing back together on it like a vice.

"Jacky!" he continued. "Jacky, oh it's good! Finger me, yeah! It feels so
good!"

"You like that, Sam? Sammy, you like that? God, you're really tight!" I
fired the dirty talk back at him.

"I love it, yeah!"

"Can't wait for my cock, can you?"

"Mmm!"

"It's gonna feel good, isn't it? Fucking hard inside you, babe."

"Mmm yeaaah!"

That was it. I had done enough fingering. I slowly removed my finger from
him, which wasn't an easy task with his ass muscles clamping down on it,
but his hole finally gave in and released me. I snatched the lube off the
bed, now overcome by lust, and in my excitement nearly squirted half the
tube over my hand. I think I managed about a quarter of it, at least. Then
I began covering as much of my cock in it as I could.

"Don't look yet, Sammy," I barely whispered, "nearly ready for you."

"Ok, Jacky... ready when you are, babe..."

I began masturbating myself in lube for half a minute to make sure I
covered all areas, making sure my dick head got the best lathering of it. I
didn't take too long less I killed the moment. The eye of the storm passed
and my heart hammered furiously in my chest as I moved towards Sam's
beautiful ass once more.

"Sammy, I'm ready, okay?" at first I thought I heard the voice elsewhere,
but it was of course me, halfway in between dream and reality.

He didn't say anything. But I knew he was ready enough. I looked at my
beautiful boy bent over the bed, and everything in that moment was perfect
about him, hair, back, ass and all. I spread his cheeks again with my left
hand to uncover that tight hole again and positioned the head of my dick
against it. I held it steady with my other hand, ready to enter Sam.

"Sam, look at me," I said. "I want to see you when I do it."

He turned his head as much as he could so I could at least see his face
side-on. I didn't need to see the whole of it -- I wanted to see his
reaction without me giving away the moment of penetrating him. That's why I
had chosen him from behind. The surprise on his face when I pushed in would
be perfect.

No time like the present. I pushed forward, hard enough to penetrate Sam's
tight hole with my ready, throbbing cock. I saw, heard and felt so many
things. Saw Sam's eyes and mouth widen in shock as I let myself inside him.
Heard him moan uncontrollably as he took me in for the first time. Felt
those relentless ass muscles clench in on the sensitive head of my dick. It
was like nothing I had ever experienced.

I was inside Sam, but barely. Naturally, he panicked and I was nearly
pushed out again. I wouldn't let that happen. "No, Sammy, relax. Stop
tensing. Let me in, babe."

"Uhh, yeah... I ... I'm trying... it's ... thick..." he groaned. "Ahh, fuck!
Ok, now! Push harder! TAKE ME! TAKE WHAT YOU WANT, JACKY! COME ON!"

As he sang those lovely words, "ok, now!" I obeyed his request and forced
myself in. I say forced, but like before his ass gave in and I went past
the point of no return. To this day, I still think; I penetrated Sam, but
he did the rest himself. The hole practically ate my cock up. I was halfway
in when Sam pushed himself hard against the bed and then his ass completely
swallowed me up to the balls. With this sudden movement my hands released
what was left of my cock and his ass cheeks simultaneously and I nearly
fell backwards. That would've been painful. But I managed to keep my
balance and held his waist for support as I began to move my cock in and
out of him in the way that I had done in all my dreams, my wishes, my
fantasies.

I went slowly at first, my eyes tight shut to begin with as I felt the
sensations of that tight ass gripping me, as it accommodated my size. I
made love to my boy and could hear him practically losing any grasp of
incoherent speech as I did so.

"Aaaaah, god, Jacky... I... uhhh, uhhh, uhhh fuck! Fuck! Aaah damn. That's
good, aaah!" I don't think he could have been quiet if he tried. I lent
forward until we were practically cheek to cheek, and gave him a nip on the
ear lobe. I started teasing him as I started to drive in and out of him a
little harder, whispering all sorts into his ear.

"Liking this, aren't you?"

"Oooh, Jack!"

"God, I love fucking you. I've been waiting so long. You're so tight. I can
feel your ass clenching my cock. I'm surprised I fit inside you, you tight
boy."

"Aaah, yeah! Fuck you're big! I can hardly..."

"Handle it?" I breathed into his ear. "You'll handle it, Sammy. You were
made for me."

I could feel myself getting closer to filling him up by the minute, but
held back. Held back some more. I wanted this to last an eternity. In and
out I went, slowly down then gradually speeding up and pounding harder into
him, making my balls slap against the bottom of his ass. Such a distinct
sound. Still holding him close with my right arm, I let my other hand
wander down towards his cock which I found bouncing about from both the
force of my thrusts and of course the way a cock normally reacts when
you're getting fucked silly.

I eventually managed to grab Sam's dick and squeezed it gently. Then I
slowly started moving my hand up and down that wonderful shaft, over a head
wet with pre cum. Getting fucked and jerked off at the same time drove Sam
crazy. He started bucking up against me aggressively, and I really didn't
know how much longer I could hold back. Somewhere inside me cum was
starting to bubble up and make its way towards the one exit it knew. We
were now somewhere between the action of making love and fucking. It was
perfect.

"Jacky! Jacky! Fuck me! Fuck my bum! Yeah, oh yeah, fuck! Hands all over my
dick, keep it going, baby! Gonna fucking cum! So fucking goooood!" what a
reaction from my lovely boy. Without further warning, I felt Sam's fresh,
hot cum start to spurt uncontrollably all over my hand. I felt his insides
move in and out against me as he did so, and that triggered my own orgasm.
Stream after stream shot out of me and into Sam's ass, deep into his body.
I don't know who the hell finished cumming first, but it seemed to last
forever.

After I had filled him up with all the cum I had left to offer, I collapsed
onto him and we both lay there on the bed, trying to catch our breath. I
was still hard to enough to remain inside him, which was fine by me. The
aroma of sweat, semen and lube were all mixed into one and anybody who had
walked into the room with a sane mind would have known exactly what had
been going on before they even glimpsed us.

I wrapped my arms around Sam's torso, my head resting on his back. Felt
myself soften and fall out of him. We lay there for about a minute, just
listening to the sounds of the world from outside the window. Cars rushing
by, somebody mowing a lawn, the chime of the town clock tower striking
twelve o'clock, a little girl laughing in a garden far away. It all seemed
so simple in that moment and nothing could have taken it away from me. Even
now, looking back, I would kill to relive that memory over and over again
for sweet eternity.

Eventually, I lifted myself off him and stood up. He flinched like had lost
a part of his own body and turned around to look at me. He got up and
looked at me, and I was distraught to see that he had tears in his eyes. I
pulled him close, embraced him.

"What's wrong?" I asked, "Sam?" He sobbed into my shoulder.

"Nothing," he said, through his tears. "I'm happy. I'm confused. I don't
know how the hell we got here. How did this happen Jack?"

I looked straight ahead and there I saw our reflection in the mirror that
sat upon Sam's wall. I saw two naked boys hugging one another, two boys
apparently in love. And it was hard to believe that one of them was me.

I looked at my own face through a surface of glass and accepted what I saw
there and then. Then came my honest reply to Sam. And I knew it to be
honest because I said it not to Sam, but to a boy named Jack Harris looking
straight back at me from the mirror's reflection.

"Don't worry," I said. "It happened because we made it happen. It wasn't by
fate, I know that. And I'm happy with us. I'm happy to take it day by day
and watch it all unravel before our eyes. I've got you and you better
believe you have me. Nothing else matters."

Sam raised his head from my shoulder and looked me straight in the eyes and
he saw the honestly that I felt. Then he said, "I love you, and..." then
paused, averted his eyes and looked back into mine again, "... and I
believe you."

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This story is dedicated to a particular family member of mine, who finally
found his way out. Due to obvious reasons, he will never know I wrote the
story of Sam and Jack but who knows, maybe one day he'll come across it.

Well, what can I say? Thank you to all the avid readers and fans who I
communicate with on a weekly basis, WHEREVER you may be. America, England,
Japan, New Zealand. It doesn't matter. In fact, I didn't even speak to
anybody from Japan. I picked those place names out of my head because
location is a small part of the human race. Thank you for taking the time
to read my story and for the support and praise you have given me
throughout. You're awesome.

This is the Finale of "Wanting Sam" for now, as stated, but who knows? I
may expand on it later on.

Maybe this is just the beginning of the end, my friends.

All my love

Kazz Jerome
from
The United Kingdom