From: David Boyd <dragonprince81@hotmail.com>
Subject: Wrestling Squad
Date: Fri, 11 Sep 1998 03:07:30 GMT

I guess the usual warnings apply...this story deals with sex between
young guys, so if you're easily offended or under 18, go on to a
different post.

			Wrestling Squad

It was my first year on the Varsity wrestling squad, and I was having a
blast. I was kinda a little guy, only 5'8" and 140#, but my Dad had been a
Green Beret and had taught me how to fight since I was a kid.  Finally I
found somewhere my aggressiveness paid off. I was the team's new star
and suddenly popular around school. Then Bryan joined the team as our
equipment manager.

Now Bryan was *little*. He couldn't have stood over five feet and barely
weighed 95 pounds.  Long blond hair and big blue eyes: he looked like the
last guy who'd be interested in wrestling! His Dad was a friend of the
Coach's and called in some favors, so little Bryan was our new equipment
manager.

The guys were real rough on him, teasing him and all and calling him a
faggot and all.  It wasn't like he was swish or anything, he was just
quiet. He did his job and tried to stay out of our way.  Yeah, *our* way; I
was pretty awful to him too. Then one day, it went a little too far for me.

I usually got stuck putting away the mats. Bryan was too little to lug
them and Coach wanted to be sure I didn't get too big a head. I was
coming out of the gym and saw five or six of the guys in a circle,
pushing and laughing at someone.  Of course, it was Bryan. They were
pushing him back and forth across a circle and making jokes 'cuz he was
crying and his nose was running. All of a sudden, I remembered when some
kids had done stuff like that to me when I was a runt.  I jumped in and
used every dirty trick my Dad had taught me and ran them off, collected a
bloody nose and a few loose teeth, but ended up in better shape than
most of my team mates.

So I end up sitting on the floor with Bryan in my lap, crying on my
chest, holding me like he'd never let go.  I was really feeling sorry
for the kid, stroking his hair and trying to comfort him when Coach
turned the corner.

That was the last of me being popular or the team star.  I didn't get
kicked off the squad (I was All-Conference) but everyone in school
thought I was a queer. To make matters worse, Bryan started following me
around. He never said anything, but he was always there, around a corner
or standing there looking at me when I walked by going to class. I was
getting madder by the day.

It all came to a head after practice.  I'd stacked the mats and headed
for the shower -- hot, sweaty and pissed. Everyone had split, they always
did now -- no one wanted to shower with "The Faggot".  So I was alone
showering -- fuming -- when Bryan walked up to the showerroom door. 

He just stood there, looking at me like I was his hero. I really felt
uncomfortable, and worse, I was getting hot. I could feel my dick
starting to thicken. The pissed part finally won.

"What the Hell do you want, Bryan?!  Leave me alone!"

He looked at me like I'd hit him, then slowly walked into the
showerroom, fully dressed! He kneeled in front of me, the water hitting
him on the face, he extended his hand and put it on my hip and looked up
into my face.

"I want to thank you--"

My did got hard so fast it slapped him under the chin.  He looked at me
a moment longer, opened his mouth and closed his lips around the head of
my dick!

I pushed him away. He fell down on his back, looked up at me again, and
said, "Please?"

I just stood there as he got back onto his knees and slowly slipped my meat
between his lips, and started sucking me.  I'd never had my dick anywhere
but my hand before! His lips were so warm and wet and he suckwed my 7" into
his mouth.  His little hands on my balls were warm and gentle. The he
startted massaging my butt cheeks, his fingers brushing my hole.

I found my hands on his head, holding it and guiding my dick into his
mouth, he was pulling me deeper all the time, till his nose was burried
in my pubes.  When I got close to shooting I tried to push him away, but
he was having none of it.  He wrapped his arms around my hips and held
me there as I shot my cum down his throat.

He leaned back, his clothes wet, my cum dribbling out of his mouth.  He
finally smiled at me.

"I really like you, David."

Then he stood up and walked out of the shower.  By the time I could
move, he'd left and the lockerroom was empty.

********************

That was last fall ('97).  Bryan and I have had a few more adventures
since then.

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			Wrestling Squad, Part 2

I looked all over the locker room and couldn't find Bryan anywhere, so I
left, hopped on my bike and pedaled home.  I was really confused.  Heck,
I'd just had my dick sucked! I never thought anything like that could
happen to me. I was really concerned about poor Bryan. He must really
have been confused to do something like that!  Everybody always calling
him faggot and all, he probably was thinking he was one.  He needed a
buddy to help straighten him out.

All the time I was thinking about how confused Bryan was, my dick was so
hard I was having a hard time pedaling my bike. I finally had to stop at
the john in the park and whack it so it'd go down enough for me to get
home. Nothing unusual, I thought. Heck, I'd just had the first sexual
experience of my life!

I whacked off twice more at home, thinking about poor Bryan. I thought
maybe I'd have a talk with him.  After dinner, I thought I'd head down
to the Foster Freeze for a cone. If Bryan happened to be there (I'd seen
him there every friday), we could have a talk.

By sunday night, I had to admit I'd just spent the entire weekend
combing the town looking for Bryan, probably wore an inch off my bike
tires and whacked it more in those two days than I usually did in a
month! Monday morning I went to school (walking kinda funny...you know
you can actually get it raw?) Expecting to see Bryan shadowing me again
and planning how to bring up the subject.  He was absent.

By friday he still wasn't in school and I was getting worried about him
and pissed at continually having faggot remarks made to me.

I was at lunch, when I heard this snotty voice behind me, "Miss your
boyfriend, faggot?"

I was getting tired of this stuff.  I twisted around fast, swinging my
elbow with a snap like Da taught me and landed it solid into the big
mouth's crotch. It was Troy, one of the second stringers on the football
team. I also pulled the chair next to me out, so when he folded, the
back of the chair was under his tray and he smashed his face into his
lunch.

I was standing over him, apologizing for all I was worth before anyone
realized I'd actually hit him.  I said it had been an accident, I just
was standing up.  No one had heard his remark or really seen what I had
done so I got away with it. Troy sure knew though.

Saturday morning I pulled on my running shorts and tee shirt, jumped on
my bike and headed for Bryan's house.  I was nervous when I knocked on
the door, and even more when his Dad answered the door. He was in a suit
and looked rushed.

"I'm a friend of Bryan's from the wrestling squad," I said, "I wanted to
see if he's ok."

"He's been sick this week. I think he's feeling better now though, would
you like to talk to him?"

"Sure!"

"I have to get to work and the Housekeeper won't be here for half an
hour...could you stay with him till she comes?"

"Ok, I don't have anything else to do."

"There're cokes and snacks in the fridge. Help yourself."

He was gone, I was alone, and I didn't know where Bryan's room was. I
walked around looking in rooms and opening doors, until I found a room
that HAD to be a teenage guy's.  Books, comics, models, rock
posters....then the door across the room opened and Bryan stepped out of
his bathroom in a pair of pj's.

"Oh, Davey."

"You're not sick, are you Bryan. This is about what happened in the
shower, isn't it."

I explained to Bryan that I was worried about him what I was doing
there, that his Dad had left me there. He sat down on his bed and just
said thanks, real quiet. He was looking down, his blond hair mostly
hiding his face. After a few seconds, I called his name again. Then I
realized he was crying.

I sat down on the bed next to him and put my arm around his shoulder.

"It's all right, Dude! I know you're not a fag. I didn't tell anyone and
I promise I won't. I know you never did anything like that before. I'm
not mad or anything, really. It'll never happen again. We can still be
friends and all, okay"?

I obviously wasn't getting through to him.  He was just crying harder.

Finally he looked up at me. 

"You don't understand! I have done stuff like that before! Some of the
guys at my old school made me do it to them a lot.  You're just the
first one I WANTED to do it to! And I want it to happen again I want to
do it to you a lot! I am a fag!"

That shut me up but good.

"Can I still be your friend, Davey?"

"Uh,...sure."

"And can I do it to you again?" He put his hand on my thigh, just below
the end of my shorts.

He was looking down at his hand on my thigh and I didn't know what to
say. I was getting so hot, but heck, I couldn't take advantage of this
confused little guy...then the head of my dick poked out of the leg of
my shorts.

He took that as a yes.

Bryan might have been 2 years younger than me, but when he felt he was
on solid ground, he took charge! He had me on my back with my running
shorts off before I could do more than offer some token objections.

He started by licking my inner thigh, running his tongue just up to my
nuts, I could feel his warm wet tongue leaving trails of spit. He ran
his nose through my pubic hair, then started licking one of my nuts!

I was in heaven! He started nuzzling it and licking it. He put his lips
around it, then sucked it into his mouth! He rolled it around and teased
it with his tongue, then popped it out and blew softly on it..then did
the same with my other nut! He tried to suck them both in at once, but
his mouth was too little.

He got on his knees between my legs and lifted my seven incher away from
my stomach and looked at it.

"You've got a big one!" he said, then kissed the tip, looked up at me
and smiled, and sucked half of my meat into his mouth! His lips turned
sort of white around the thickness, then he started running his tongue
around the head of my dick! He kept sliding his head up and down,
running his tongue around the head and shaft. I was holding on to the
mattress and biting my tongue to keep from shouting! 

Every time his head went down on my dick, it went in further until, I
felt like a block in his throat. He stopped for a second, then pushed
his face further onto my dick..there was a resistance, then the head of
my dick popped through into a tight tunnel...like a fist.

Bryan gagged for a second, his nose buried in my pubes, then started
massaging my dick with his throat!

That was it! I started shooting like a cannon! Bryan took the first shot
down his throat, then pulled off, catching most of the rest in his
mouth. Finally he let the head slip out of his mouth and the last spurt
hit his closed lips.

He looked up at me, smiling. "You cum a lot," he said," and it tastes
great!" Then he licked the last of my sperm off his lips.

I grabbed him and pulled him down next to me, laughing. That's when we
heard the front door open. I had my shorts on in about half a second! I
never had gotten my shirt off, and the tail covered the half hard dick
and the wet spots!

Bryan was sitting in his bed, giggling.

"Okay, Dude. You're not sick. I'll be back in half an hour. I want your
butt out of that bed, dressed and outside with your bike. You need some
exercise!"

********************

			Wrestling Squad, Part 3

Quite a few things changed for both Bryan and I after that Saturday
morning. For him, well, I got him out and doing things. I got him riding
his bike to school with me instead of taking the bus. I taught him how
to skateboard and I gave him my old roller blades and taught him how to
use them. I got him lifting weights with the squad and in my garage. I
even got my Da to include him in our weekly Martial Arts training
sessions.

As he got stronger and more co-ordinated, he got more confident and
friendly. He actually started finding friends at school.

Things didn't go too smoothly for me at school, though.  I guess I was
considered a traitor, I'd turned faggot. A jock isn't supposed to do
that.  So the fights continued for a while.  They finally ended when
three guys from the football team jumped me after school.  It cost me a
busted nose and a couple of teeth, but I put two of them in the hospital
and the third on crutches for a few weeks.  After that, no one called me
faggot, at least not to my face, and what they thought didn't bother me.

You see, I wasn't a faggot. I wasn't the one who liked sucking dick. I
was just letting Bryan do it because he was my friend and he wanted to.
I mean, who'd say no? As long as didn't actually do anything, Bryan was
the queer one, not me (come on, give me a break, I was 16).

But the biggest change, was I had a best friend! Bryan and I had really
become friends. We liked doing all sorts of things together. We had
similar interests. We'd talk for hours, go home and call each other on
the phone and talk some more.  I'd never had a best friend, but I sure
did now!

Then, there was the sex.  God, I was in heaven! A 16 year old with an
active sex life! And was it ever active! Bryan sucked me off at least
twice a day, sometimes more. We be pedaling by the park going to school
and he'd ask me, 

"Davey, can I do it? We have time. Please?" 

Something like that, and off to the bushes we'd go, to and from school
every day. And he'd make it last, stopping several times as I was ready
to cum, then starting again. Sometimes we'd meet in the john at school
during the day for a quick one and he'd suck me off in a stall. On week
ends, he'd be after my dick three, sometimes four times a day. He really
loved doing it, and I'd let him anytime he asked. But he was always the
one who asked. I never touched him in any way.

I guess it was a Thursday after school. Bryan had just finished sucking
me off, but he obviously wasn't really enjoying it. I asked him what was
wrong, he just said nothing got on his bike and we rode home. When we
got to his house, we went in for a coke. He was really quiet. finally he
asked, "Davey, are you gay?"

"No." It was automatic. It didn't require thinking.

"Then why are you letting me do it? Why are you letting me suck you?"

"You're my friend, Bryan. My best friend. You want to do it, so I let
you. Heck, I'd just whack off anyway. It's no big deal."

Bryan got real quiet and just looked at me for a while.

"Don't let it bother you, Dude. It feels good, and I like making you
happy. I don't think anything bad cause you like to do it. It's ok,
really."

Then the housekeeper walked in and started rattling pots and pans, which
was her way of telling me to leave, so I did.

The next morning, when we rode to school, Bryan was back to normal, all
happy and cheerful. But when we rode by the park, he didn't ask to do
it. I think he even sped up a little. I was really a little
disappointed, but I didn't think too much of it.  I had major wood all
day in class, though.

Coming home that night, same thing, no invitation. I also realized that
the closer we got to the park, the harder my dick got.  When we got to
Bryan's house, he jumped off the bike and shouted, "I got a lot of
homework. Catch you in the morning?"

Saturday AM was our weight day. "Sure Dude, see you then."

He did call that night and we talked like always. I did ask if he was
feeling ok, but I didn't ask about why no sex. I whacked it about four
times that night.  I kept trying to ignore the fact I was imagining
Bryan's mouth on my dick.

I was getting dressed the next morning, when I looked at myself in the
mirror...baggy sweat pants, loose tee shirt, dirty gyms. Just like I
always wore.  I didn't really think, I just stripped and got out my new
jock strap, pulled on the blue nylon running shorts with the high slit
in the sides I knew Bryan liked on me, and pulled on the tightest wife
beater I had. I looked hot. That's when I thought, "This'll turn him
on." I felt really weird, thinking that.

When he showed up, he was wearing a wife beater like mine and black
spandex biking shorts. Usually, we talked a bit then Bryan'd ask to suck
me off.  After I'd cum we'd do our stretches and start our work out.

"Better get the kinks out," Bryan said. And he started his stretches.

I was hurt, pissed and confused. All the time we were stretching, I was
watching him. Watching his body. I hadn't really looked at how muscular
he'd been getting. His chest was expanding and I could see the muscles
in his shoulders. The black sweatband held back his long blond hair. I
knew he didn't shave regularly yet...if he shaved at all. His legs were
so long for such a little guy, just a little blond hair showing. His
butt was so tight and round...

That's when I realized I was hard as a rock.

I tried to throw my concentration into the work out, and succeeded
pretty well till the bench press.  I was spotting for Bryan, my legs
spear over his face as he lay on the bench and I started looking at his
body again, down his shoulders, his flexing chest, his abs with their
six-pac just forming, his hips and finally his HARD DICK????? Yeppers,
Bryan was definitely hard!

"Bryan, your dick's hard."

He put the bar on the rack fast, blushing all the way. Then he tried to
cover his crotch with his shirt.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry Davey. I can't help it!"

"Bryan, what's wrong? Please tell me!"

"You're so nice about it, Davey," he said. "I know you don't like this
faggot stuff, you don't really like it, my sucking you or wanting to
have sex with you, but I can't help it!"  Then he started crying. "I
thought I could just stop doing it and then we could be the kind of
friends you want us to be, but I CAN'T!"  He was really crying now.
Tears were dripping onto his shirt.

That's when everything dumped on me. What a fucking idiot I was!

I sat next to him on the bench, "Bryan, please don't cry. I was lying. I
was lying to both of us. I'm not just letting you suck me, I want you to
suck me. I want to have sex with you. I'd rather cut off my hand than
give up what we have."

By this time, he was looking at me like I'd turned green.

"You mean you want me to do it?"

"Only as much as I want to breath! Bryan, please? Will you suck my dick?
Please? It's all I've been able to think about for two days? I really
need you to do it for me."

Then I looked at his face, tears still on his cheeks, and I kissed them
and licked the tears. They were really salty, then I kissed his mouth.
Ok, this was really big for me. I'd never kissed anyone with passion
before.  His lips were so soft and almost sweet. I licked his lips and
he opened his mouth a little and my tongue slid inside and caressed his.
Suddenly, he threw his arms around me and started kissing me, forcing
his tongue into my mouth, then kissing and biting my neck. Every once in
a while I'd think of Bryan as a kid. I don't think anyone would think he
was a kid when he kissed like that! He kneeled on the floor and pulled
my shorts and jock off.

He held my dick in both his hands and looked at it, then up at me, "I've
wanted to do this so bad for the last two days...I jacked off thinking
about doing it."

Then he skinned back my foreskin and started licking the head of my
dick, gathering up all the pre cum and sweat, licking it like a sucker.
Then he stopped and looked up at me.

"Does this feel good?"

"Oh GOD does it feel good, Bryan!"

"Could you tell me? I mean when I'm going it, could you tell me you like
it?"

Then he put the head of my dick in his mouth and started forcing his
tongue into the slit.

Talk to him? Well, okay...."Bryan, your tongue feels so good, doing
that, your mouth is so warm."  This felt kind of awkward, but after the
pain I'd caused him by lying to myself and to him..."Oh, suck me Bryan,
please, I want to feel your mouth on my dick."

From his reactions, Bryan liked what I was saying, he was licking and
nibbling my dick. His hands were massaging my balls and I could feel his
spit running down and dripping off them.

I kept talking telling him how much I needed his mouth how much I wanted
him to suck me, how good he was.  I knew I was getting him more excited,
and I was beginning to get myself excited too! While I talked, he
started sucking my balls and jacking my dick with his hands. Then he
really did something that surprised me. He took on hand and started
rubbing my butt hole with his spit slicked fingers. It felt SOOOOO
good...

"Oh god Bryan! That feels so good! It makes my dick feel a thousand
times more sensitive!"

Then he lifted my legs and started licking my butt hole while he jacked
my dick!

"Oh Bryan! You're licking my butt! That feels so awesome! Oh Dude, I
LOVE IT!"

Somewhere in the part of my mind that was still thinking, I realized I
was getting really loud. I also expected Bryan to slow down and drag it
out, like he usually did. No way. Today, Bryan was too involved to slow
down.

My dick started to throb in his hand, he dropped my legs and went down
on my thick 7" in one swallow, then went further and I felt my dick pop
into his throat.

"Oh DAMN," I shouted, then he slid one of his fingers into my butt hole
and I came like a fire hose!

I grabbed his head and just kept fucking my dick into his throat. I was
afraid I might hurt him, but I couldn't stop and I thrust out the rest
of my load.

When I finally slowed down, Bryan let me out of his throat and held my
still hard dick in his mouth, letting the last of my cum ooze onto his
tongue.

He stayed there, between my knees, head resting on my leg, my dick in
his mouth. 

"Bryan, I think I'm in love with you."

There. I said it. He let my dick pop out of his mouth and smiled.

"It's about time!" Then he kissed me and slid his tongue into my mouth.
I tastted my sperm in his spit.

Then he started to stand up, and winced. He turned his back to me, and I
realized he was adjusting his hard dick. His hard dick, that after him
blowing me several times a day for over six weeks, I'd never even seen! 
Can you say "selfish pig? I knew you could"! Well, THAT had to change!

**************

I didn't plan to play cliff hanger on this one, but I have to leave off
here for now. Hope you liked it. I'll finish this later. Just one thing.
Remember I said I was getting kinda loud? I was. It comes back later.


Hey Guys! I really want to thank all of you for your comments on my
story! I enjoy knowing you've got the same kind of wood reading it as I
have writing it! *GRIN*

The usual stuff applies, don't read this if sex between young guys
offends you, Don't read it if you're under 18.

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			Wrestling Squad, Part 4

I was sitting on the weight bench, looking at Bryan's spandex covered
butt. He had one hand down his shorts, obviously adjusting a woody. One
I'd never seen, even though he'd been sucking me off for weeks. 

I'd just really begun to admit to myself I wasn't just "letting" Bryan
suck me...I wanted him to. I wanted him to do it real bad. I even was
beginning to admit I wanted BRYAN to suck me. I was realizing he was
more than just a good friend, more than a best friend, there was
something more between us.

I was nervous about this, but I knew it was time to prove to Bryan how I
felt about him.

"Turn around, Bryan."

"Just a sec," he mumbled.

I grabbed his hips and spun him. His hand came out of his shorts as he
tried to keep his balance and his dick caught, holding his shorts away
from his crotch.  He tried to cover the bulge with his hands and turned
really red.

"Take your hands away, Bryan, I wasn't to see it."  He just stood
there.  "Please, Bryan, I want to see your dick."

He stood there for a minute, covering himself, then put his hands behind
his back.

"It's not big, like yours."

"Take off your shirt? Please, Bryan?"

He crossed his hands and grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it over
his head. I noticed the little tufts of blond hair in his armpits. He
threw it on the floor and stood there in his spandex shorts, hands
behind his back again.

I really enjoyed the way he looked. His muscles were beginning to grow
and his pectorals swelled nicely. His nipples were kind of pinker than
his lightly tanned chest. I could see a strand or two of hair at the
edge of each of them.  There wasn't a trace of hair anywhere else on his
chest or stomach.

I reached out my hand and lightly ran the back of my knuckles across the
length of his dick. Bryan let out a little gasp and went rigid. It was
sort of scary for me. I'd never touched a guy's dick, or wanted to, but
I sure wanted to touch Bryan's!  But this was a kind of a line. I sort
of felt like, once I did this, nothing would be the same again. Not
between us, not in my life, nothing.

But I really wanted to do this.

I reached up and took the waistband of his shorts at either hip and
slowly started to pull then down his body. His dick was extended across
his hip, so the first thing I saw was his light tan line, then a little
tangle of silky blond pubic hair. I really wanted to know how they
smelled, so I moved my nose into the little brush. They smelled of sweat
and a little of the smell I smelled when I came.  I caught some of the
hair between my lips and pulled gently. Bryan let out a little sound,
like a whimper. Then it hit me.

"Bryan, has anyone ever done this before?"

"No."

He'd told me about being forced to suck dick when he was little, I guess
none of those bastards had ever returned the favor.....sort of like me,
until today.  That was it! It didn't matter whether I liked this or not!
Bryan deserved his first time to be as good as I could make it, to make
up for all the pleasure he'd given me and all the pain those pricks had
given him!

I kept pulling the short down till I saw the base of his dick. I licked
it, running my tongue along the part I could see. Bryan was liking
little sounds in his throat. When I looked up, his eyes were closed and
he was looking at the ceiling.

I smiled to myself, and thought, "Dude, you're gonna remember this for
the rest of your life!"

I pulled the shorts further down and his wood sprung out at me like a
switchblade. He was so stiff, it didn't even seem to bounce. It just
'clicked' into place in front of me, all eager for what was to come.

I looked at it closely. He was about 5 inches, and sort of proportioned
like me, it looked kinda thick.  He was circumcised, but I couldn't see
any trace of a scar...the head was pink, but the entire shaft was the
same creamy white of his skin. I could see his heartbeat in the pulse of
his meat.

There was a big drop of pre cum oozing out of his slit, glistening in
the light coming in through the open door of the garage where I had my
weights. It started to drop free, forming a long string. I lunged my
head in and licked the drop from the head of his dick.

The contact of my tongue and his dick sent like a little shock through
Bryan's thin body, and brought a loud "Ooh!" from his lips. The pre cum
tasted ...well I don't really remember the taste, just the slippery kind
of feel on my lips and tongue. 

I thought, "Hey, that wasn't too bad...it was kinda nice." I went back
for some more.

I closed my lips around the head and used my tongue to rub the slit.
Bryan started to moan, softly in this throat, like a little gurgle. I
slid my lips down the shaft a little, still using my tongue to caress
the shaft and head.

"Oh, Davey, please, I oh, god, it feels so, oh Davey you're sucking me,
oh it's so..."

I started slowly pushing down on his dick, then pulling off, then
pushing a little further down. Bryan's dick was oozing pre cum and Bryan
was clearly babbling. I was loving it!

It hit me how all those times Bryan sucked me, and I felt all macho and
in control. Screw! It's the guy who's DOING the sucking who's in
control! I was the boss. I was in charge of every sensation Bryan was
feeling!  I dropped off the bench and kneeled in front of him. I grabbed
his little butt, one cheek in each hand and pulled him down into my
mouth.  He let out a little shout like, "Oh god!" and started thrusting
rapidly into my mouth.

He was too small to reach into my throat, but I figured that'd change
with time (DUDE! Was I ever right!) so I kept my lips and tongue as
wrapped around his dick as I could. Bryan was going a little crazy by
this point, but I didn't want to let him cum just yet. 

I pulled my mouth off his dick...and he grabbed the back of my head and
tried to force it back into my mouth! I sprouted wood in a second. It
was so kewl he'd go so butch and all.

"No, lay down on the bench."

He lay down on his back, head to the weights, and I hooked his knees
over my elbows. I started licking and nibbling on the points of his hips
and on his inner thighs and his belly button until I had him giggling
and cooled down a bit. Then I started licking his balls like they were
an ice cream cone.

I licked and nibbled, I caught the skin between my teeth and tugged.  I
sucked one ball into my mouth and rolled it around, washing it with my
tongue, then the other ball, then both at once.

Bryan's butt was bouncing around so much I had trouble holding it, so I
bent his knees up to his chest and caught his ankles under the barbell
still on the rack. Bryan was bent almost double, that's when I saw his
little butt hole. It was sort of pinkish and hairless. I remembered what
Bryan had done for me, and thought, "I said he'd never forget this!"

I spread his cheeks a little with my hands, and kissed his butt hole.
There was not smell, other than Bryan, no taste other than sweat. I
touched it with my tongue, then licked it, then started washing it. 

I kissed it and licked it and tried to force my tongue into it. I felt
the was it was flexing against my tongue. I sort of backed off and
looked at Bryan, whimpering and squirming and at his little hole.

Honesty here, ok? I'd never thought of screwing with a guy. The whole
thing was just some kind of sick joke. Then I saw Bryan's butt hole, and
I knew I really had to do this.

I straddled the bench and lay my wood between Bryan's cheeks and rubbed
the length of it up and down. Bryan was almost sobbing with pleasure by
this point. I spit on my hand and started stroking his dick again and he
started babbling again.

I grabbed my dick and put the head just at Bryan's little hole. I felt
it clenching and relaxing against the head of my dick. All I wanted in
the world just then was to feel my dick slide into that beautiful
butt...then I looked at Bryan's face.

He wasn't into lust anymore. He was scared.

"Are you gonna put it in me, Davey?"

"Do you want me to?"

"I'm scared. I never did that before. I'm afraid. You can do it to me if
you want to though."

One part of me was saying, "Great!!!!! Do it!!!!!" The rest was saying,
"Wait. Wait till he wants it to."

"Bryan, If you ever WANT me to do it, I will. But only when you want me
to. When YOU want me to do it, not when you think I want to, ok?"

"I think I do, just...just not now."

I unhooked his ankles from the barbell and leaned over him, taking his
drooling dick into my mouth. I started all over again, slowly building
him up and slowing him down. I was having as much fun, if not more as I
did when he sucked me!

"I LOVE this! Now I know why Bryan likes doing it so much!"

Finally, after what seemed like hours, Bryan was sitting on the bench
and I kneeled before him sucking his meat into my mouth. Suddenly he
pushed me back and stood up. He grabbed his dick and put one hand behind
my head and pushed his 5 incher into my mouth. He wrapped his arms
around my head and started biting the back of my neck as he pumped into
my mouth like a jackhammer, groaning and muttering, finally yelling.

"Oh, Davey, I'm gonna..., I'm doing it, ...I really gonna cum, oh Davey
let me do it, please, let me cum in your mouth oh god, you're gonna let
me! you're gonna let me cum....Daveeeeeeyyyy!!

Did you ever hold a squirt gun in your mouth and shoot it right into the
back of your throat? Remember how it hit? That was what Bryan's spurt
felt like to he...hard in the back of my throat.

Bryan's dick never really got soft, but he pulled it out a few minutes
later...and he got to taste his cum mixed with my spit as we kissed for
a long time.

We'd spent so much time on the sex. Bryan had to leave without a workout
and we didn't have time to do it again even. As he rode off, I was
thinking to myself, "Well, that's it. I did it and I like it I sucked
Bryan off and I want to do it again. I want to screw him. I guess I'm
gay."

I was walking past Da's Den to my room. I noticed he was sitting there,
drinking his scotch and soda. Funny, he never did that during the day.
as I passed, "David, come in here please. Sit down."

"David, do you realize having sex with a fourteen year old could get you
sent to prison?"

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Now this one I DID plan for a cliff hanger! *GRIN*


*****************Wrestling Squad, Part 5******************************

I was so busted! I didn't really have anything to say. I just mumbled,
"What'd you mean, Da?"

"David, when I hear you yelling things like, 'My dick feels so good in
your mouth, Bryan,' and 'Drink my cum Bryan, ah Drink it!' I don't need
an instant replay to figure out what's happening!"

"Okay, David, this is really serious. Were the two of you just getting
off, or do you think you're in love with him?"

GREAT!!! In one day I realized I wanted sex with a guy, was in love with
my best friend, sucked dick and FELL out of the closet into my Da's lap!

"Come on, David, which is it?"

"I think...I think I love David, Da."

He looked at me with a sad kind of smile on his face, "If it was just
sex, I probably could have stopped this, but two teenagers in love....
David, go up to your room and do your homework. I have to think."

Yeah, right. Homework. As I walked up the stairs, Da called up to me,
"Don't call Bryan."

An hour later, I heard the door bell ring and my Da called me down. He
was standing in the doorway next to Bryan.

"Come into the living room guys, we have to talk."

"Bryan, are you in love with David?"

"Yes," no hesitation, nothing.

Then Da started talking. He told us that if it ever came out, I'd spend
a few years in prison. "A fourteen year old girl and a sixteen year old
boy, it'd probably never go to trial. If it did, the boy'd be tried as a
minor, get six months probation and his record would be cleared when he
was eighteen. David, you'd be tried as an adult, probably get eight
years and be a registered sex offender for the rest of your life."

Then he looked at Bryan, "And Bryan, if you ever tell anyone about what
you two are doing or how you feel about David, it will come out. ANYONE
Bryan. And you'd never be able to take it back. You'd have ruined
David's life forever. Do you understand?"

Bryan just nodded, looking at the floor.

You're both too young to be having sex. You aren't ready to handle the
emotions yet.  If you were boy & girl, I'd talk to your Dad Bryan. I'd
get his help and we'd make sure you two didn't have any opportunities. 
But I can't tell your Dad. I know him well enough to know he's already
afraid you're gay. He'd be sure to blame David."

"So I have to be sure you two don't get caught. We're going to set some
rules. First, no touching outside of this house. Second, you can't talk
about your relationship to anyone and last, outside this house, you two
are just casual friends. Get it?"

We talked a lot more that evening. Da said he'd be our 'beard' until we
'got tired' of each other. "Oh, by the way, David, I told Bryan's father
we'd be seeing a game in the city and Bryan would be staying over
night.  That is, if you don't mind the loss of privacy," Da was grinning
at me! That's when I noticed Bryan had his knapsack with him!

Da took us out to dinner, and he talked for hours. It seemed like all I
could think about was Bryan. I was going to spend the night with him! We
were going to sleep together! Heck, we'd never even both been totally
naked together! We'd never not had to watch the time and hurry. All I
could think about was what we'd be able to do. That and how I could get
up from the table without showing everyone how hard I was!

"I don't know why I'm trying to talk to you two," Da said.  "You do know
neither of you have made any sense at all tonight, don't you? Oh well,
let's go home before one of you horndogs bust a zipper!" That's when I
realized he'd been playing with us all evening!

Then we were alone, together in my room.  I didn't even turn the light
on. The only light came from my fish tank. I put my arms around Bryan
and pulled him close to me, leaned my head down and kissed him, long and
softly, sliding my tongue between his lips and tasting his sweet
mouth...and smelling the RANKEST pit smell I'd ever smelled.  You know,
nervous sweat REALLY stinks! And I'd been nervous since early that
afternoon!

"Uh, Bryan, let's shower? Okay?"

"Sure but...you go first."

Now that disappointed me. but, ok.

I practically ran into the bathroom, stripped in record time and jumped
into the shower stall and closed the door. How do I walk back into the
bedroom? I'll never get my dick down. Should I put on a robe? Damn, it's
IN the bedroom! I can't freak Bryan out walking in with wood like this!
What can I do?

Then the shower door opened and Bryan stood there, naked, his dickhead
nuzzling into his belly button, a serious look on his face. He reached
his arms up around my neck and pulled my face down to kiss me and I felt
his tongue invading my mouth as his wet body pressed against me. I felt
his dick pressing against my thigh, then his hands sliding down my back,
my sides, then caressing my butt.

I held him away a bit, and kneeled down in front of him. I picked up his
foot and started soaping it, then moved up his leg to his thighs, then
gently soaped his balls, then the shaft of his hard, thick, six inch
dick. I turned him around and soaped his butt cheeks, running my fingers
between them and slid my fingertips over the opening. I stood behind him
my dick slid between his cheeks as I ran my soapy hands over his chest
and gently bit Bryan's long, beautiful neck. He put his hands backwards
around me and pulled me closer yet.

"Bryan, let's go to bed."

We dried off and walked into the bedroom, holding hands. Bryan laid down
on the bed, and I just looked at him. He was so beautiful! His blond
hair was damp, there was barely any hair on his body, just a little
around the top of his crotch. I noticed his nipples were hard.  I laid
down next to him and kissed them, then caught them between my teeth and
he let out a little gasp. I kissed him deeply and pulled him close. I
rolled on top of him, he spread his legs and held me between them. Then
he lifted them and wrapped them around my waist.

"Davey, I want you to do it. Please?"

I kneeled between his legs and started licking his steely dick. I
nibbled on his inner thighs and sucked his balls into my mouth. I put my
hands under his knees and lifted his legs, opening his butt to me. I
kissed it and ran my tongue over it. I caught the skin between my teeth.
Then I reached over to my night table and grabbed the bottle of baby oil
I kept there for whacking. I rubbed the oil into his little hole, then
slid the tip of my finger into it.  Then the whole finger, and moved it
in and out. He sighed my name.

I spread the oil over my dick, I lifted his legs, then stopped.

"Bryan, are you sure? Do you really want this?"

"Oh Davey, please? Fuck me?"

I skinned my foreskin back and rubbed the head of my dick over his hole.
It felt so good! I wanted to screw him so bad, but I wanted it to be so
good for him. I pushed foreword, just a little and felt his body open up
for my dick to enter. I watched his sweet face as my dick slowly opened
his butt. IT WAS TORTURE! I wanted to be inside, but I knew I could
cause him pain. I pulled back a little, then pushed forward and a bit
more of my seven incher crept in. In, pull back, in further, pull back
on and on, just watching Bryan's face. When it got tense, I'd stop going
deeper. When it relaxed, I'd put a little more into him. Then, finally,
I felt my pubic hair tickling his butt, and I was home. And it really
felt like home! This was where I belonged!

Bryan smiled up at me, "Don't stop now! I really need to feel you moving
in me!"

I pulled almost all the way out, then slid the full length of my meat
into Bryan's sweet butt. 

"Oh, David, do that again! Please!"

I don't need to die, I've already been to heaven! I kept moving in and
out of Bryan, watching his face as he felt the pleasure my dick gave
him. I was totally into seeing how good I could make him feel. I kneeled
back and lifted him onto my lap, hooking his knees over my elbows,
lifting him onto my dick. He started kissing me and whimpering into my
mouth. I held still, and he started riding me, lifting himself up and
pushing himself down onto my dick. I felt his meat sliding on my
stomach, he leaned back, put his weight on his arms as he clutched my
meat with his butt.  

"Daaavvvveeey!"

I looked down at his dick as it exploded into my face with long
streamers of cum. I'd NEVER seen him cum so much.

When his panting slowed down, I kissed him and slid myself out. He
looked really startled, and started to ask what I was doing. I laid him
down on his back and slid my dick back into him, kissing him and holding
his body to me. I moved slowly, until I felt his dick harden against my
stomach, then I fucked him.

I was so horny! I had to cum and I just sort of concentrated on what
made ME feel good. Know what? He got off on that even more than when I
was trying to please him. I just concentrated on the feel of my wood
sliding into his hot little butt hole until couldn't do anything but
pore my sperm into his butt, more like I was pissing than cumming!

We laid there, sweaty, I could feel the sperm leaking out of Bryan's
butt around my softening dick. 

"You're always going to be part of me now, Davey."

I looked at Bryan's face and realized there was only one way to end the
evening.

"I know, Bryan. Bryan, please, I want you to screw me."

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Okay, guys. Hope you enjoyed the story as much as I enjoyed writing it!

David