Date: Sun, 02 Apr 2006 17:36:41 -0700
From: Boy Writer <npwriterboy@hotmail.com>
Subject: All For Chad -- Chapter 2

DISCLAIMER: This story is purely FICTIONAL. Any resemblance it bears to any
true story is only coincidence. This story depicts consensual sexual acts
involving teenage boys. If this material is illegal to read where you are
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All For Chad

Chapter 2


After my first sexual experience with Billy Simmons in his big brother's
room, a lot of things changed for me. Being with Billy and being in his
brother's room made me so horny all the time.  Billy and I started having
regular session at his house after school.  Usually, we followed a similar
routine of sucking each other off, although it was never in his brother's
room again, and we never used his brother's old jocks to get off again. I
guess the jock was just a catalyst. Once we got started with each other, we
didn't need any props really, just each other. I thought back to that first
time a lot, even when I was alone and masturbating. Billy was so into his
brother's jock and knew right where his brother's dirty magazines were. I
couldn't help but wonder if Billy had wanted his brother or if maybe they
had done stuff together. I guess I thought brother's doing it together was
wrong, but somehow the idea of it turned me on so much. I would lay in my
bad some nights thinking about Billy and Jack being together and wondering
what they would do. I had also fantasized about being there with them.

Billy and I kept doing things together really regularly. Our routine went
pretty much unchanged until just before my 14th birthday. It was one day
when we were in a 69 position on the floor in Billy's basement. We had
gotten really good at giving each other head by this point. That day, Billy
seemed even more horny than usual. While he was sucking me, he kept feeling
my ass cheeks and squeezing them. That was actually pretty normal for him,
but this day he started to push his fingers towards my hole. At first, I
was scared what he was doing, but then he started massaging my hole and it
sent a lightning bolt through my body and straight to the tip of dick,
which was suddenly alive with tingling from Billy's finger introducing
itself to my hole.  Before I knew it, I was moaning and Billy was trying to
push his finger into my hole. I stopped sucking him because I couldn't
concentrate at all.

"Billy, what are you doing?" I was breathless at this point and could
barely get the words out.

"Chris, you trust me right?" Billy said.

Billy had called me Chris whenever we were alone after the first time we
had sex. He still called me by my last name, Benton, when we were at school
and around friends.  That's what all the other boys at school called
me. But, when we were alone, Billy and I were more intimate. We cuddled and
kissed a lot, besides just having sex. And, of course, he called me by my
first name when we were alone. I guess you could say we were in love, at
least as much as two 14 year olds could be.

"Of course I trust you, Billy Boy. But how far are we going with this?" I
asked.

I was not a fool. Billy and I had been looking at gay porn together on the
internet ever since our first adventure together. I had seen guys finger
each other and rim each other and fuck each other, but I never thought
Billy and I would do those things.

"Let's find out," Billy said. "Just relax for me," he said as he put his
finger in his mouth, getting it very wet.

"Now, let me have this big thing some more," he said, going back down on my
cock.

I moaned while my dick slid into the back of Billy's throat. My dick had
grown a lot in the two years Billy and I had been playing. It was already
up to 7 1/2 inches. Billy had marveled to watch my dick grow over the past
two years while we played together. He would ask if he could measure it for
me, and kept a little log, like he was a parent keeping a height chart for
his kids. He often told me how big and beautiful it had become. Billy's had
grown too, but was only 6 inches at 14.

As Billy was sucking my dick again, he moved his wet finger towards my hole
and started to push gently. I was feeling some pain at the pressure and
grunter. Billy used his other hand to softly stroke my back, as if he were
telling me it would be okay. He pushed harder and I tried to relax as his
finger invaded my hole. At first it hurt awefully. I wanted him to stop,
but I he seemed to be confident in what he was doing. As he pushed his
finger deeper into my bowels, I began to relax a little.

Then, something awesome happened. Billy had found my prostate. Of course, I
had no clue what a prostate was back then, but he seemed to know right
where it was and just what to do to it. He pushed hard against it with the
tip of his finger and my dick felt like it grew two inches. Billy unlocked
a massive feeling of ecstasy in me with a simple act, and I thought I was
gonna shoot a load like a fire house. Billy could tell I was close and
pulled up off my dick. By this point, I had given up on sucking him, as I
was too consumed with my own pleasure.

Just then, Billy started to move his head back. He licked my balls, which
he knew I loved. Then he licked at my perineum, which always tickled a
little. I giggled and squirmed to get Billy to stop. He stopped and I
thought maybe we'd get up for some air before finishing each other off, but
then he dove at my ass and shoved his tongue into my hole.

"UUUUHHHHHMMMMMM," I moaned. "Damn Billy, what's got into you?"

Billy didn't respond, he just went about eating my ass like it was an
important mission. He reached with his arms between my legs and I spread
them more to accommodate him.  With his hands on my butt cheeks, he spread
them apart and shoved his tongue deep into my hole.  Again, I was thinking
how good it felt and how Billy seemed to know just what he was doing. All
these new expert skills had me wondering where Billy was learning all
this. For a moment, I suddenly felt insanely angry with him. What was he
hiding from me? Who was he seeing besides me? Did he love someone other
than me? My anger subsided quickly as the pleasure form Billy's efforts
struck me again.

As Billy rimmed me, I lay there writhing around the Italian rug in
pleasure.  My body seemed to be out of control. It was like Billy had hit
my REAL "G spot" and he was now in control of my body.  In that moment, I
would have done anything he wanted. In that moment, I was more sure than
ever how I felt about him.

"God, Billy, I love you!!!" I said in my deepest, most earnest tone.

"I muwuvv uu tuu," Billy mumbled, his face still buried in my ass.

Just then, my orgasm overcame me. As Billy's tongue darted in and out of my
tight boy hole. I began to shoot a load all over his chest and belly. It
was probably my biggest load to date and I could tell Billy loved having my
hot juices on his body. As I finished spraying his torso, he pulled his
face out of my hole with a slurping sounds and flopped down on the rug.  He
seemed very proud of himself for his efforts. For my part, I lay there half
conscious, wishing the pleasure never had to stop and still wondering where
my boy had learned all this.

I eventually sat up, still on the floor, with my back against the couch.
Billy went to the bathroom and wiped my mess up with some toilet paper. He
returned still sporting a hard on, which made me realize how selfish I had
been.

"Oh Billy, I'm sorry. Bring that over here and let me make you cum, dude."
I looked at him with my hungry eyes.

"Actually, I want to try something else, if you don't mind," Billy said
with a hesitant look on his face. I could tell he was wondering if he could
sell me on the next chapter in his scheme.

"What do you have in mind, you dirty boy?" I asked.

"Well, I was hoping you would... well..." Billy hesitated, looking at my
dick, which was still fully hard after all the wild pleasure I had
gotten. "Can you cum again?" Billy asked.

"Hell yeah!" I said. "But what are we gonna do?"

Billy came over and sat on the rug in front of me, his leg open. He looked
into my eyes.

"Would you fuck me, Chris?" Billy asked with a pleading look in his eyes.

"Oh my God, are you sure?" I was both thrilled and nervous at the same
time.

"Sure, I can take you. It will be so hot," Billy said.

He reached under the coach and produced a tube of clear thick liquid. I
read the label, realizing it was sex lube. Billy really knew what he was
doing here. How did he figure all this out? I was dying to ask, but didn't
get the chance. Billy started squeezing lube out of the bottle onto my
dick, which felt slick and awesome. Then Billy flipped over on all fours
with his hole staring at me. He put some of the lube on his finger tips and
started to reach for his hole, but I instinctively stopped him.  Grabbing
Billy's hand, I moved it aside and lowered my face into Billy's butt
crack. I inhaled deeply and his hole smelled clean and musky, which made my
cock start to twitch and bounce with each beat of my heart.

"You don't have to, Chris," Billy said looking back at my over my shoulder.

"I want to, Billy," I said.

I spread his cheeks with my hands and began gently and timidly licking his
crack, running my tongue over his hole. I did this for a minute or so,
before finally getting the courage to try pushing my tongue inside, as he
had done to me.

"Chris, try rolling your tongue like a taco, it helps," Billy said.

I did as I was told, but still wondering how he had learned such detail. My
efforts worked, as my tongue pierced through Billy's sphincter and he began
moaning in pleasure.  With my face buried in Billy's ass, I thought I could
smell a familiar scent, but it wasn't Billy.  It reminded my of Billy's
brother Jack's jock strap, which Billy and I had sniffed the first time we
played together. I closed my eyes and pictured Jack fucking Billy. The
image in my mind was too much for me to bear. I opened my eyes, gut up onto
my knees and put the tip of my dick against Billy's hole.

"Are you sure, Billy Boy?" I asked.

"Come on Chris! Fuck me, baby!" Billy hollered impatiently as he reached
back grabbing my hip and pulling me towards him.

I pushed ever so gently against his hole, but he was too tight for my dick.
Billy began to give me instructions on how slow to go and what angle to
push from. I followed his instructions and was soon sliding slowly deep
into his hole. I had no words back then to describe how great it felt being
inside another person, especially someone I cared so much for. I can say
now that I felt closer to Billy than ever and I wanted to live inside him
in that moment. It did not last long because the pleasure was so intense. I
started pumping slowly, as Billy instructed and was already feeling like I
was going to cum.

"Okay, harder now Chris. Fuck me, baby!" Billy was begging.

I obliged, fucking him harder and faster with each passing second. Within
what seemed like an eternity, but was actually only a couple minutes, my
load was gonna blow.  Billy had begun to jack himself off. As I started to
get close, I thought I better pull out, not knowing what might happen if I
shot inside Billy.

"Oh shit, Billy. I'm gonna jizz dude," I said as I started to pull fully
out of him.

"No!" Billy screamed. "You have to cum inside me," he said.

Billy aggressively pushed his body back towards mine and squeezed his ass
muscles around my dick as he lifted the upper half of his body off the
floor and brought his back up so his shoulder blades were against my
chest. He rotated his hips, making my dick slide in and out of him as he
leaned back and began to tense his whole body up.

Billy began shooting huge, long streamers of cum, which flew up over his
shoulder, hitting my chin and getting in his air. The remaining spurts
coated his chest and belly. The sight of my boy creaming himself while I
was inside him was too much. I began to shoot my second load of the
afternoon deep inside Billy. I pushed up further into him as I unloaded a
load smaller than my first one into his bowels. We both stayed there tensed
up, our bodies locked together.

Finally, my dick began to get soft and slipped from Billy's ass. We fell
upon each other in a heap on the floor. Our bodies were sweating and our
hearts were beating heavily.  As we lay there quietly contemplating what we
had just done, I realized our hearts we beating in rhythm together. I
couldn't believe how great things had gotten between us.

"Oh Billy, god man, I am so fucking in love with you."

"I love you too, Chris," Billy said.

"Dude, where did you learn all this stuff. It's like you're a different guy
all of a sudden. What happened?" I had to ask. I was hoping Billy would
tell me some hot story about his brother catching him in his room and
teaching him some sexual lessons.

Billy looked at me uncomfortably, with a guilty look on his face. He didn't
answer. Instead, he got up and went to the bathroom to clean up. I was
beginning to worry that something bad might be happening. Was Jack hurting
Billy in some way? Was Jack forcing Billy to have sex against his will? I
began to get angry as I thought that someone might be hurting my boy, but
how could I help if Billy wouldn't tell me. I didn't want to upset him
anymore, so I decided I would figure it out when he wanted me to.

Little did I know, I would soon find out the answer to my questions.