Date: Tue, 23 Feb 2016 23:12:04 +0000
From: Matthew S <mattstories@hotmail.com>
Subject: Young, Free and Newly Single - Chapter 3

Hi guys,

This story is based around the sexual experiences of a 17 year old high
school boy, Connor, who is freely exploring his sexuality. Please note that
he also lives in a world that is free from STDs so do not copy him - keep
yourself safe. Any events that seem similar to your own lives are purely
coincidental.

All copyrights for this story are held by me. If it is not legal for you to
read this story then that is a decision that you need take for yourself but
any consequences of that decision are yours.

Please feel free to email me at mattstories@hotmail.com even if it's just
to tell me that you liked/hated the story. Apologies for any typing,
spelling or grammatical errors.

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The story so far: Our 17 year old protagonist, Connor Daniels, has recently
been cheated on by his boyfriend, David, the same guy he gave his virginity
to. In dealing with that, Connor has taken an unusual step for him; he has
joined a gay hook-up app and has decided to get a taste of what is out
there waiting in the world of casual sex. So far he has experienced camming
with a unknown guy and meeting a boy, sucking his cock and then having a
cum facial.  A photograph was taken of Connor's cum coated face but, easily
distracted, Connor forgot all about it being taken.

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Young, Free and Newly Single - Chapter 3

A sudden, and very shrill, beeping woke me from a restful sleep. After my
encounter yesterday, I'd come home and scrubbed myself clean. When I'd set
off to meet this still unnamed man, I'd expected to feel turned on, sexual
and exciting; while there, I did. Even afterwards, when I discovered that
his cum was still streaked through my hair, it felt as naughty and fun as
it did embarrassing. What I hadn't expected, however, was the shame that
had followed. That afternoon, I'd spent my time with my younger brother,
Jack. He is a wonderful boy of 8 years old and we've always been close
despite the age gap. He's the spitting image of me, right down to the
freckles on my face and I love him with all my heart. I know that,
sometimes, it's not cool for a big brother to admit that about his younger
siblings but I do.

We had sat together in the living room, playing games on the
console. Obviously, being older, I had a clear advantage but I did let him
win sometimes. He didn't seem bothered about it to be honest; mum said he
just liked spending time with me. Dad worked very long hours and sometimes
had to go away for business so I think Jack got a lot of the things he
should have been getting from Dad, from me instead. Being near to him,
after taking another guy's cum all over my face, just felt wrong. I felt
guilty, like what I'd done was disgusting and he'd be ashamed of me if he
knew. It's pure paranoia, I know. At 8, Jack knew about me being gay and
had spent some time with David when he had come round but he had no idea of
sex or cum or anything like that; he couldn't judge me for something he
didn't understand. Still... the shame was there regardless.

As the afternoon wore on, we started to discuss films and how he was
desperate to go and see Star Wars in the cinema. He'd heard everything
about it from his friends at school, and already knew the entire plot, but
mum wouldn't let him go and see it because of its 12 age rating. His
moaning and complaining had finally hit a point where it was just too much
and I promised him that, if he stopped whining, I'd convince mum to let him
go with me to see it. His eyes lit up, excited and hopeful. He almost burst
when I told him that he could wear the little Jedi outfit he had, if he
wanted. We booked tickets for the next day's afternoon showing and
continued to play games.

After an evening at home, I'd curled up for a lovely night's rest in
bed. Snuggled up in my private space, I let my mind explore the events of
the day and it wasn't long before I was teasing another load from my balls
as I remembered the feeling of hot teenage spunk coating my face and
sliding down my throat. In my memory, the events were even hotter and kept
improving every time; I remembered the animalistic look on his face as he
unloaded, the cheeky smile as he wiped the cum around with his cock; so
sexy. I couldn't wait to see what else was available out there.

That's what I thought had woke me, the app beeping with a new
message. Instead, as I picked up my phone and wiped my eyes, it turned out
to be David. 'Call me' was all it said. My head started racing ten to the
dozen; is he sorry? Does he want me back? Even though it was me that had
officially ended things, there was a part of me that still loved him. I
called him. I wish I hadn't. All he wanted was to ask me for the chain back
that he had given me for my 17th birthday; he said that he wanted to give
it to his new boyfriend. His... new... boyfriend... we had only been
separated a matter of days but I guess it turns out that the guy he had
been sleeping with behind my back wanted to be his new beau. Resisting the
urge to scream at him, I'd just hung up. That fucker! How dare he?! Is it
not enough that he tricked me and manipulated me into giving him my
virginity? The rage was building up inside me so, rather than taking it out
on an unsuspecting wall or cushion, I decided to go for a run.

Running always helped me to clear my head. Dressed in well-fitting shorts
and a simple t-shirt, I pounded the pavements once again. About 5 minutes
into my run, my phone buzzed; David again asking me when I could return the
chain. I ignored it and carried on, focusing on my breathing to try to push
away thoughts of him. Unfortunately, he isn't the sort of person to give up
easily; my phone buzzed again a couple of minutes later. 'Come on Connor,'
it read, 'It's my chain anyway.'  Gritting my teeth, I carried on. This
wasn't working. My anger levels were rising and a simple jog wasn't going
to make a difference. Especially not after the third message; 'Why are you
being so difficult? You're really being unfair and selfish Connor!'
Seconds after receiving that message, I burst back through my house
door. As I rushed to my room, desperately trying to hold it in, I knocked
into Jack. He tried to say something, his face beaming but I didn't even
take notice of what it was. "Leave me alone," I said, ignorant of the hurt
look on his face as I closed the bedroom door behind me.

How dare he?! I'M the one being difficult? I'M the one being unfair and
selfish?!  The rage built to boiling point inside me and I took it out on
everything close; objects went flying across my room, my fists slammed into
cushions, cupboards, even walls without a care for whether or not it hurt
me. The pain was good actually; it slowly and steadily pulled me away from
the thoughts of David and eventually, exhausted, I collapsed on the floor.
My body shook as I sobbed; a flurry of tears fell from my eyes, landing on
the floor in front of me. This just wasn't right; I'd always been a good
boy, always done the right thing and now this was how the universe repaid
me. With all of my energy drained, I fell asleep there on the floor of my
wrecked bedroom; my surroundings reflecting how I felt inside.

This time the beep that woke me was not from David. There was a man,
apparently a 5 minute walk away from where I lived, who was messaging me;
"Hey, I'm Anthony, how are you?"  For a moment, I stared at the message. I
didn't bother to open the profile and, frankly, I didn't care what it
contained. Then and there, I knew what I needed to get David off my mind;
"Want to fuck me? Send your address" was all I typed. The reply came about
10 seconds later, I knew the place so I picked up a jacket, still wearing
my running gear, and I left my room.

Had I been paying more attention, I'd have noticed the time. Had I looked
around as I left the house, I'd have spotted Jack sitting in the living
room waiting quietly; dressed in his Jedi robes. Instead, the only thing on
my mind was Anthony's cock buried deep inside my bum.

Not 3 minutes later, I arrived at his door. Quickly, he ushered me in. I
suppose, dressed as I was, it might have looked very dodgy had his
neighbours seen. As he closed the door behind me, I pounced. I used the
element of surprise to push this man up against the door and my lips were
on his in seconds. Moans filled the air as I aggressively forced my tongue
into his mouth; pushing and thrusting against his. We were loud; sucking in
air and groaning. I was on my tip toes so he must have been taller than me,
perhaps 6ft. My hands explored his body as our lips continued to battle; he
was strong, a good solid build. He didn't have the definition or slim
physique that the last guy had but he felt... powerful. Meaty I supposed
would be the best word to describe him. He proved just how much strength he
had by pushing back against me and pinning me against the wall. Running his
large hands down my arms, he grabbed both of my wrists and held them above
my head. Standing mere inches away; I got my first look at his face. He was
mid to late 20s and had dark hair, cut short in a messed up style with lust
filled brown eyes. I yelped as he pushed me back. Suddenly, his demeanour
changed; "Oh god, I'm sorry, are you ok?" all 'tough guy' persona was
dropped. Well I wasn't having that. I wasn't here for a nice date and chat,
I wanted cock and as much of it as I could manage; enough to fuck David out
of my memory.

Instead of answering him, I dropped to my knees and pulled down his
trackies. He wasn't wearing any underwear and it revealed a chunky cock of
around 6 and a half inches. It wasn't massive; not like the 19 year old who
had tried to choke me on his, but it was definitely thick and meaty like
its owner and would certainly serve the use I had for it. There was a thick
dark bush at the base; he certainly needed to learn to trim but I wasn't
going to be put off. Without hesitation, I took the head of his cock into
my mouth and began to suck as I slid my lips down the shaft. It throbbed
between my lips and I started to moan, sending vibrations down to the
base. Above me, Anthony was grunting as he ran his hands through my hair.
"Oh fuck, that's it. You're such a good cocksucker."  This made me work
harder and I could feel his cock becoming more rigid inside my mouth. My
nose was in his pubes, drinking in this strong, musky man stink as the
cockhead pushed into the back of my throat. With my hands on his bum, I
started to pull Anthony towards me then push him away again. He got the
hint; slowly he started to thrust his hips and fuck his delicious cock in
and out of my face.  "Oh god yes, it's like you love my cock man!"

In a way, he was right. I needed his cock, needed to taste it, to feel
it. I didn't care about Anthony; he just happened to be attached to the
cock I needed.  I stood up and began to kiss him again. This time, letting
him be the more aggressive one, letting his tongue push into my mouth
first; offering little resistance. I placed his hands on my tight bum and
started to grind against him.  Pulling away from his lips, I moaned out a
"Fuck me."  He returned to kissing me, his hips grinding against my
own. His cock rubbed over my jogging shorts, leaving silvery trails of
precum all over the front.  I pulled back again, "No... fuck me."  Once
again, he ignored my instruction so I had to take matters into my own
hands. I pushed him away and spun around, standing away from the wall a
little and bending over at the waist. In one swift move, I managed to push
down my jogging shorts but, in the process, I ripped my boxers just under
the band. I was about to stop when I realised; maybe this was the
invitation he needed. Instead of lowering my boxers, I pulled at the rip,
forcing it to expand. Soon, my bare bum was showing through the tattered
underwear so I placed my hands on the wall and bent down lower. My tight
smooth hole was exposed to the second man ever to see it.

Without another word, he came up right behind me. I could feel his
throbbing cock against my cheeks and, when I felt the meaty head being
placed against my hole, I knew that this was going to stretch me wider than
David's cock ever had. Even in this moment, poised to be fucked by another
man, I couldn't get him out of my head. Well screw you David, this is who I
am now.  I pushed back, just enough for the head to pop inside my hole; my
tight ring stretching over it just enough. A low guttural moan came from my
throat as, instead of waiting, I tried to push more of Anthony's thick cock
inside me.  "Aww damn, you're hungry aren't you?" he said, chuckling. If
only he knew how much I needed this, needed to be rid of David.  He placed
his hands on my hips and, controlling the speed, pushed his cock all the
way inside me until I could feel his bushy pubes against my cheeks. He held
for a moment and I'm grateful he did; I'd never been stretched like this
before and could feel his hot dick throbbing inside me. It pulsed, and each
time it did, it pushed against the inner walls of my arse.

Anthony had decided that it was time to see how much I wanted his cock and
started to pull out of me, all the way to the head, before slamming all the
way back inside. He was long-dicking me there against the wall inside his
hallway and, quite frankly, I loved every minute of it. His cock was the
perfect size for my inexperienced hole; just right to be hitting my
sensitive prostate again and again whilst not over stretching me and
leaving me hurt. At one point, I felt him pull out and I could feel my hole
gape open - waiting for him to fill me once again, which he did moments
later.

We grunted, groaned and cried out together. Lost in the moment, I was
begging me to fuck me harder, to make me feel his cock, to pound me. This
was the second man to ever fuck me and I was begging for it like a cheap
whore. It didn't matter what he thought of me; he didn't matter to me. All
I needed was cock, enough of it to stop me thinking about my vile
ex-boyfriend and his new 'love'.

As the fuck went on, I started bouncing back to meet his powerful thrusts
and the slamming of skin on skin filled the air around us. There was no way
that people on the street wouldn't be able to hear what was going on just
inside Anthony's doorway. Towards the end of our long, sweaty session, I
must have become too loud, as he covered my mouth with his hand. That was
enough for me and, without warning, cum started flying out of my cock and
flooding the front of my wrecked boxers. As my hole tightened and the chute
of my arse massaged his cock, Anthony's big hairy balls pulled up and
forced thick ropes of spunk out of his cock and straight into my waiting,
needy hole. Moans of satisfaction left my lips as I felt his hot liquid
coat my insides.

He was done... spent... and it had almost been enough. For a moment, I
almost forgot about that prick that broke my heart. Pulling up my shorts, I
could already feel his thick cum leaking out of my well fucked hole. He
looked as if he wanted to say something, perhaps ask me to stay but I shot
that down by simply saying thank you and heading straight out the door. I
wasn't there for chit-chat. I had come to get fucked and nothing more;
after all, love and relationships were for idiots, weren't they?

Despite my best efforts, I could feel more of Anthony's load trickle down
my leg and, given that I was only wearing shorts, I knew that people would
soon be able to see it. Speeding up, I got to my house door, intending to
run upstairs and shower, but I was stopped cold when I opened it. There,
sat on the bottom of the stairs, was Jack. He was still wearing his Jedi
robes, the hood pulled up over his tear-stained face. The movie had
finished 10 minutes ago. Ah, there was that overwhelming feeling of guilt I
was familiar with.

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Thank you for reading chapter three of my story. I hope you enjoyed it -
please feel free to give me any feedback at mattstories@hotmail.com, I'd
really appreciate it.

Although I have the long term story planned, please feel free to send ideas
for different guys that Connor could hook up with or experiences he could
have. It would be great to incorporate readers' ideas into my writing.

If you enjoyed this, please check out my other Nifty story. It's a coming
of age romance called "Finding My Voice" here in the High School section.