Date: Mon, 6 Jul 2009 17:31:15 -0700 (PDT)
From: Chad S <toobadsochad (at) yahoo (dot) com>
Subject: Born on the 4th of July, Part 1

This story is true, and contains incidents of consensual sex between a
teenage boy and a twenty-something adult.  If this offends you, please
check out now.  The names have been changed (except for my first name) to
protect both the innocent and the less-than-innocent alike.

This story is copyrighted and all that by Chad S.


Born on the 4th of July, Part 1


My high school best friend, Derrick, invited my brother and me to a party
at his parents' river house for the 4th.  In high school, Derrick and I
partied down there almost every weekend, and my younger brother grew up
hearing about all our party stories and really idolized us, and has been
itching to get an invite down to the river for a while.  So, we got down
there on Saturday morning, put our stuff in one of the guest rooms--I was
taking the bed in there, and my brother, Troy, was going to be on the couch
or something in the living room.  We took one of Derrick's family's speed
boats out with Derrick and his girlfriend, Jaina, intending to be back by
the time Derrick's parents had the food done.

We played out on the water with all the other drunken idiots down there all
morning.  While we were out, Derrick and I were reminiscing over some of
our exploits from our younger years.  I tell you, there are probably actual
brothels that have seen less cum being dumped on the sheets.  We used to go
down there are have real good times with girls, and some of us, with guys.
Derrick is straight as an arrow, but he's known I'm bisexual for a long
time.  He and Jaina are both ok with it, so it's cool.  When his parents
are around, I try to behave more, though.  My family doesn't know that I
like a good cocksucking/assfucking time every now and again.  Living down
here in the bible belt, letting that cat out of the bag could be seriously
problematic.  But, at 26, I am a hard bodied, blue-eyed ginger guy.  I keep
my hair and my firecrotch trimmed short, and I've got sex-stubble on my
face.  Square jawed and chiseled, I've had my pick of sex partners since
high school...but in college, wow.

My brother was loving it; he's not nerdy--in fact, he's quite athletic.
He's got a tight little runner's body, shaggy sandy-blond hair, and killer
grey eyes.  He's hot as fuck, actually, and I've had a little fantasy
involving him for a long time.  But, that's not really the point here.  A
lot of his friends are younger than him, and for some reason, my parents
kept better tabs on him.  Troy's six years younger than me, and was really
sick as a baby--I think that's why my parents are so attached to him.  He's
20, still living at home, and commuting to the local university.  I guess
it works for him, but you can tell he wishes he had more experiences like
Derrick, our friends, and I had when we were younger.  So, he was totally
into us telling "river stories" all morning.

We pulled back up to the Raimes' pier just after one o'clock.  There were
tons of people there--Derrick's parents are known partiers, and their
friends are fun and a little wild too.  I guess that's where Derrick
learned it from.  Anyway, Derrick's younger sister and bunch of their
friends were about.  Lori, Derrick's sister, is seven years younger than
him, and has just finished her first year of college.  Her new boy, and a
bunch of other 18/19 year olds were hanging out down there.  Turns out, my
brother knows a few of them, and so he took off to play with them for the
day, which was cool.  After we ate a little of the huge spread, we got the
liquor out and started mixing drinks.  I sat on the pier, soaking up some
sun, and just enjoying the lazy day.

That's when this kid caught my eye.

He looked pretty young, I had no idea how old he was, but he was a smooth
bodied little piece of eye candy, wearing some low-slung board shorts (that
showed the tops of his perfect little ass cheeks as he swam), blond hair,
totally emo-cut with super-long bangs.  I couldn't really tell much more
about him, as he was swimming out a little distance from the pier, but I
couldn't figure out why he wasn't hanging out with Lori and the other
"kids" (yeah, that's relative).  He was just sort of out there by himself.

I nudged Jaina and asked her if she knew that kid.  I told her, I thought
he looked familiar to me, but I couldn't place him.

"No, I don't know who half the people down here are.  Ask Derrick when he
comes back by."

"Ok, thanks."

I went back to baking myself.  Twenty minutes or so later, Derrick came by
with another drink for me--I guess when you've been friends with someone
for 13 years, it's not surprising when you know each other's habits--and so
I asked him who the kid was.

"Oh, that's Davis.  You remember, him and his mom Traci were on that trip
we went on to Cabo after high school graduation."

"Davis?  That's little Davis?" I asked, a little surprised.

"Yeah.  I mean, that's been, what, eight years ago, right? I think he just
turned sixteen a couple weeks ago."

"Damn, man," I said, "we're gettin' old."

Derrick just laughed.  "It's all our hard livin' catchin' up with us."

+++

A little while later, Davis got out of the water and was walking back up
the pier.  I decided to say hello to him (I doubted he remembered me, but I
was raised to be nice like that).

"Hey, Davis!  How are ya, man?"

He looked at me, a little puzzled at first, and then he recognized me and
was like, "OH! Hey Chad!  How are you?"

I didn't really expect there to be a conversation started, but he walked
over and got in the lounge chair next to me and sat down, so I answered,
"Oh, I'm good.  Pickling my liver and fryin' my skin--you know" and laughed
a little.  It got an extremely cute giggle out of him.

"So," I asked, "What are you doin' down here today?  Just hangin' out or
what?"

"My parents decided to come down to Tom and Jan's party, so I got drug
along."

"Well, could be worse, right?  There's some hot girls down here, a lot of
booze, and it's the weather's beautiful."

"Yeah, I guess" he replied, and just kind of sat there.  I wasn't sure what
was going on here, but I decided to keep him engaged.

"Still, I was noticing you weren't hanging out with Lori and them.  What's
up with that?"

"Oh, they don't want me around.  I guess I'm "too young" although I wasn't
too young to hand around with her when she was still in high school.  She's
just a big bitch, and her friends are pretty much assholes."

"Yeah, she's been a little bitchy to everyone, I think.  Don't worry about
it.  If you want, you're welcome to hang with us today.  My brother's down
here, but I think he's gotten in with the other group, and Derrick and
Jaina really didn't invite anyone else down this weekend."

"Can I?  That's so cool, thanks Chad."  He was really excited, so I felt
pretty good.  I mean, you could tell he was miserable, so if letting him
hang out with us today made him feel better, great.  I've never liked it
when some kids get left out.  In high school, even though I was far from
fugly, I wasn't popular.  Neither was Derrick.  Most of our friends were
the misfits--and we banded together and we had awesome parties and had a
way better time than most people who get labeled in high school do.

"So, you're going to be a junior next year, then?" I asked him.

"Yeah.  I'll be so fuckin' glad when high school is over."  The way he said
this was really bitter, like it was hell for him.

"Why's that?  This should be the time of your life, man."

"Not for me," his words dropped like a stone.

"Why not?"

"Eh...I don't really have many friends, and I, well, people make fun of me
a lot.  People are so stupid."

"Why would anyone make fun of you?  You're smart, cute, funny...you could
get any chick you wanted."

"Heh, yeah, I guess.  I just don't fit in, and damn jocks make my life
hell.  I guess it's because I'm not like Jeff."  Jeff was Davis' older
brother.  I think he was the same age as my brother, but I didn't know him.
They live in another city, went to another school.  I've never actually met
Jeff, I just sort of knew of him.

"He was the big baseball star, right?"

"Yeah," he answered, flat and monotone.

"Well, that's not really everyone's thing.  Look at us; Derrick and I
weren't jocks, but we had a pretty good time of things."

"Yeah, you guys are really lucky.  I'd love to have a best friend like
that."

Ok, I know I'm kind of a softie, but that just broke my heart.

"Tell you what, Davis.  From now on, you're my friend.  Anyone fucks with
you, they fuck with me, okay?"

His eyes lit up.  Then, quick as lightning, he jumped up and laid on top of
me, hugging me.

"Thanks Chad!  You're so awesome," he said, as he nuzzled me a bit.  I was
caught a little off guard, so I just sort of "man-clapped" him on the back
and was like, "Thanks man, you're awesome too."  He got up and went back to
his chair.

Jaina looked over at us, and I swear I saw her raise an eyebrow over the
top of her sunglasses.  Then, she stood up and said, "I guess I'm going to
go hunt down my socialite boyfriend.  You boys need anything?"  asked that
last part in a bit of a double-entente tone, looking right at me.

"I think I'm ok for now, Jaina, thanks.  You good, Davis?"

"Yeah, I'm fine, thanks."

So, Jaina walked off, and we were just sitting there watching the boats
going up and down the river.  Sort of out of the blue, Davis says, "Hey,
can I ask you something?"

"Sure man, what is it?"

"Well, uh...earlier, when you said, umm...that I was, you know...cute.  Did
you mean that?"

I took off my sunglasses and looked over at him.  "Yeah, you're cute.  I
mean, you realize you're not ugly, right?" I sort of laughed it off.

He laughed a little too, and said, "Thanks--I just, well, I didn't know how
you meant that."

I sort of cocked an eyebrow and asked, "What d'ya mean?"

"Well, I didn't know if you said that because you're bi and all, or what."

While I am not really a freaked out closet case, this did rather surprise
me, because, well, I haven't seen this kid since he was eight, and I didn't
really know him then.  His mom and dad are friends of my best friends'
parents, and they don't really know that I'm bi (despite the amount of
mansex I've had in their river house over the past decade or so).

"Umm...who told you I was bi?" I asked.

"Well, no one exactly told me.  I sort of, you know, saw the evidence
myself."

"What?"

"In Cabo, I saw you making out with a guy one night.  I thought it might've
been that girl you'd been all over the day before, but then, I saw it was
you and her twin brother grinding out hot and heavy in the hot tub grotto."

"Oh, yeah" I said.  I dimly remembered that happening, since I was drunk
and in a hot tub at the time.  It was kind of a regret, though.  I never
got to have those twins at the same time...

"It's cool," Davis said, "I uh...well, nevermind." He blushed a little.

"No, no, no, you don't get to leave that danging, dude. What were you going
to say?"

"Well, I, uh...well, I've pretty much jacked off thinking about seeing that
ever since then."

Wow.  I've been the object of this kid's spank-bank for eight years.

"Well, Davis, that's really flattering.  But, umm, if you would, I'd
appreciate it if you kept that info to yourself, you know."

"Oh, totally, I'd never out you!  That'd be awful."

"Thanks man.  So, you're into guys then?"

He got sort of quiet, so I said, "Hey, we're friends, right?  And you know
it's not going to freak ME out or anything, obviously," I joked.

He laughed, "Yeah!  Well, yeah, I like guys.  My parents would kill me if
they knew; it's bad enough I'm not a star jock like Jeff, if they knew I
was a fucking faggot too, well..."

I looked at him very seriously and said, "Okay man, listen, I don't want to
hear you ever talk like that again, and especially not about yourself.
You're an awesome guy, and I'm glad to be your friend.  So don't talk like
that, got it?"

"Okay, okay.  Thanks, Chad, you're great" he said as he reached out and
grabbed my hand.  I gave his a squeeze.

"Hey, Davis, let's go for a boat ride."

"Cool!"

"Let me find Derrick.  I've had way too much liquor to be able to drive,
but as soon as I find him, we'll go.  Why don't you find some sun glasses
and a life jacket, and meet us on Derrick's jetboat."

"Awesome!" he yelled, as he ran off.  The kid looked way younger than 16,
and his attitude was really full of youthfulness and energy.  And, damn, he
was hot!

+++

We were clipping up river toward the dam at close to 70 mph.  Derrick loves
that boat; I'm not a freak, but, Jesus--no one needs to go that fast on the
water.  He was whipping us past speed boats and fishing boats, zipping up
to the big creek that splits off the main river up by the dam.  We've been
hiding out there drinking for years.  There are wild berry bushes, and no
houses up there on that part of the river. I don't think anyone else goes
there, so we always go there to play in the water.

Since Derrick was driving, and the other "front seat" is more like taking
your life into your hands, Jaina, Davis, and I were squeezed into the bench
seat along the back.  At this point, I think we were on the only part of
the boat that was actually IN the water.  It was cozy, but Davis was really
slid up closest to me (he was sitting in the middle).  I had my left arm up
across the back of the seat, when we crossed some wake from one of the
boats Derrick zipped us passed, and bumped us around.  My arm ended up
around his shoulders, and as soon as it happened, he got even closer to me.
I decided, What the hell? And just left it there.

Derrick slowed us down as he pulled into the wide creek.

"This is a really awesome spot.  Really pretty," Davis said into my ear
(which, was necessary over the engine noise).

We killed the engine and tossed out the anchor, letting the boat just
float.  At this point, beer in hand, Derrick jumped right overboard.  The
water was up to his chest, so we all jumped in.  Lots of splashing,
playing, and general goofing around.  Good times.

Derrick and I were horsing around, like we have forever.  Jaina and Davis
were back by the boat, laughing at us as we each tried to pick up the other
and body slam into the water.  We spit up a bit, catching our breath, and
Jaina swam over to Derrick, with that wicked little minx look in her eye
that I think is so hot.  She whispered something into his ear, and he
nodded ever so slightly.  Something was up, I just didn't know what.

She swam back to the boat, and Derrick was just sort of floating on top of
the water.  I swam back over and grabbed another beer, and was just hanging
out floating, too.

"Having a good time, Davis?" I asked him.

"Oh yeah, Chad this is great!  Way more fun than I expected to have this
weekend!"

"That's cool."  I looked over at Jaina, "You know, Davis, I keep telling
Jaina she needs to dump that jerk she's dating, and go out with me--you
think that'd be a good idea?"

"NO!" he said, a little too quickly.  We all got to laughing.

"Dude, you over here trying to steal my woman?" Derrick said, joking.

"Nah, I'm trying to do her a public service, so she can see what it's like
being with a real man for a change."

"Oh, it's on now," Derrick laughed as he lunged at me, and we were
wrestling in the water.  He's strong as fuck; I had him for a second, but
he caught me around the leg and lifted it up out of the water, splashing as
he threw me down in the water.  I kicked out, but his hand grabbed the top
of my trunks, and the next thing I knew, I was pantsed.

"Let's see the 'real man' now," he said with his wicked smile, and then,
tossed my trunks over to Davis.

"Okay, okay, you can keep Jaina.  Davis, toss me those back, please."

"Oh no," said Jaina, "Davis, make him work to get them back.  I mean, after
all, he WAS trying to get me to cheat on my boyfriend."

"Yeah," Davis said, "I guess you need to pay a little for that.  I say, you
got to ride naked back to the house."

"No way, dude.  I'm not going to be naked in front of everybody there."

"I tell you what I've always wondered," mused Jaina, "is whether or not
he's a REAL redhead."

Derrick was laughing his ass off.

"Now I'm curious too," said Davis.  "How about you hop up on the side of
the boat and let us see."

"Ok, since this is obviously the only way I'm going to get my suit back.
But," I looked over at Jaina, "for some reason I have the distinct feeling
of being the victim of conspiracy." I winked at her, and she just smiled
back.

I hoisted myself up on the side of the boat, letting my cock and balls flop
around in the open.  There was a little shrinkage, just from being in the
water, but it was pretty warm so it wasn't SO bad.  Still, I'm kind of a
grower instead of a shower, and I have a lot of extra foreskin, so my cock
did look a little small compared to my largish balls.  The little trail of
trimmed red pubes above my dick was bright red, so I just pointed to it and
said, "See, natural red."

"That's not the only think that's natural, I see" Davis joked about my
dick.

"That's right, au natural.  Now, can I have my trunks back, please?"

"I guess he's earned it," Davis looked to Jaina as he handed me back my
trunks, which I put back on and tied up just a little bit tighter.

+++

We spent the rest of the afternoon just playing around out on the water in
the boat.  Eventually, as it neared dark, we headed back toward the river
house.  The whole way back, Davis basically laid in my lap.  When we neared
the house, he sat up a little and the smile that had been plastered on his
face all afternoon had disappeared.

My brother was hanging out at the pier when we got back, and was eager to
tell me all about his afternoon.  Davis sort of faded into the background,
I guess the way he was accustomed to doing, as I walked through the party
chatting with my bro.  He introduced me to a couple of girls who were
friends of Lori's, Brittany and Heather.  Heather was hot, Brittany was
just okay.  Troy was make rather obvious passes at Heather, but she didn't
seem to mind, so I guess it was alright.  I excused myself and went in to
make a drink.

As I walked from the living room to the kitchen, I saw Davis sitting in a
corner watching TV with some of the other kids.  It looked like
professional wrestling, which is just as homoerotic as softcore gay porn,
and I think Davis was taking particular pleasure in watching John Cena.  I
walked back from the kitchen with my drink in hand, and sort of leaned onto
the arm of the chair he was sitting in.

"Enjoying this."

"Yeah," he said, and then added a little lower, just so I can hear, "some
of these guys are REALLY hot."

"I guess so, if you're into muscled guys.  Myself, I like 'em a little
smoother and less, well, hulking."

"Oh.  So, that's why you think I'm cute, huh?"

"Well, it didn't hurt."

He punched me, just jokingly, in the shoulder.  "Horndog."

I gestured toward his crotch, when was tented up pretty good, and just said
"Takes one to know one."  I stuck my tongue out at him as I got up to go
back out on the deck where the rest of the "adults" were.

I didn't really see much of Davis the rest of the evening.  I got to
drinking with a friend of Derrick's dad's, and just sort of shooting the
shit about my job and my educational plans (I'm currently working on a
master's degree, part time).  About an hour went by, and everyone was
crowded out onto the deck and down at the pier watching the fireworks for
the 4th.  Derrick's dad had the radio on the classic rock station, which
was blaring out Hendrix's version of The Star-Spangled Banner from
Woodstock.  I was standing toward the back of the crowd on the deck, when
Davis came up behind me, and sort of leaned against my back, with his arms
around my neck.

"Happy 4th."

"Thanks.  Really, thanks Chad.  You've made this be such an awesome day.
Thanks for hanging out with me and being my friend."

"Hey, that's nothing to thank me for.  I'm always glad to make a new
friend--especially if it's a hot friend."  We both laughed.

The crowd started to break up as the fireworks died down, so Davis let go
of me and went back inside.  I stuck around to talk to talk with Derrick
and Jaina for a bit out on the deck.  It got really late, about 1:30 in the
morning, when we decided it was time for bed.  No one else was still up, so
we tiptoed through the house and into the living room.  Troy was crashed
out on the couch, and there were two or three kids on the floor in sleeping
bags.  Davis was slouched down in the big overstuffed recliner, curled up
into a ball.  I stopped and got a blanket and laid it over him, and went to
bed.

+++

When you're a little drunk, sleep is good.  The room was spinning just a
little, and I was sweating from the alcohol, so I stripped down to my
undies and laid at the edge of the bed, with one foot on the floor, to help
me feel steadied.  I drifted off to sleep.

The next thing I know, someone is snuggled up next to me, with an arm
draped over me.  I turned, and saw Davis laying there next to me, in a
tshirt and basketball shorts.  I scooted us over a little, as gently as
possible, but it was enough to wake him up.

"Is it ok if I sleep in here?  That chair wasn't as comfortable as it
looked."  He asked, so sweetly and innocently.

"Sure, it's ok, but why don't you go get your sleeping bag and put it on
the floor.  When you get back, I'll lock the door--that way, if any body
wonders where you are in the morning, we have us a good, ready-made
excuse."

"Good idea," he said, as he got up.

When he walked back in, he spread the sleeping back out, and even took the
time to ruffle it up a little to make it look like someone had been in it.
He locked the door and got back in the bed.  By now, I was pretty well
awake, and so was Davis.  He snuggled back up to me, with us spooning with
him in front of me.  I put my arms around him, and he sort of purred,
contentedly.

I was still in just my undies, but his perfect little ass was rubbing up
against my crotch.  My dick didn't take long to respond, lengthening to its
whole 6.5 inches.  I could feel a considerable amount of precum starting to
soak into my briefs.  There's no way Davis couldn't have felt my dick
sticking him in the butt, so I guess I wasn't surprised when he rolled over
and grabbed it through my underwear.  I reached over and slipped my hand
down through the top of his basketball shorts, and rubbed his cock through
the material of his boxers.  He leaned up a little closer and kissed me.

I kissed him back.  I know I shouldn't have.  I knew he was ten years
younger than me, younger than my brother.  My brain was shouting at me,
"He's just a lonely, horny kid, and he's doing this because you showed him
just a modicum of love and attention that he never gets."  But, despite all
the reason and rational thoughts, I kissed him back.  He opened his mouth a
little, and I slipped my tongue in after licking around the outside of his
lips.  He responded by sucking on my tongue and grinding his crotch into my
hand.  He squeezed a bit on my cock, and by now, the whole y-front was
soaked in precum.  I usually leak a little, but never like this.
Literally, it was like a continuous flow, like pissing in slow motion.

"Chad, I want you so bad.  This is okay, isn't it."

I should have said "No," but instead, I just grunted, and moved off his
mouth to lick his left ear.  I tongued down his ear, and slowly licked my
way down his neck.  I pulled at the bottom of his shirt, and lifted it over
his head.  By this time, I had fished his cock out through the fly of his
boxers, and was jacking him slowly.  I licked and kissed his neck, and
lifted up his left arm and kissed and tongued his armpit.

"Oh, fuck Chad--that feels SO good.  Oh God, oh." he went on like that for
a while.

I continued kissing down, licking, and then sucking on his left nipple.  At
that, he went wild, and reached over and was trying to pull down my briefs.
Still tonguing his nipple, I lifted my hips a little and let him pull them
down.  I then wiggled them down until I could kick them off.  He grabbed my
cock was was jacking me furiously.

I stopped licking him, and told him, "Slow down, man, we've got all night,"
and grabbed his hand and pulled if off my cock.  I rolled him over on his
back, and smiled at him.  I pulled his shorts and boxers down in one
motion, and tossed them off the side of the bed.  I leaned in, and licked
in a straight line down his slightly-defined chest, down his stomach,
pausing only briefly to flick my tongue in and out of his belly-button,
causing him to do a little involuntary stomach crunch.  I pulled down a
little lower, and nuzzled my face in against his slight dusting of light
brown pubes, sniffing his scent for the first time.

Leaning a little lower, I nuzzled his hard, 6 inch cut cock with my nose at
its base, and licked at the little ridge between his balls.

"Suck me, Chad, please, suck my dick."

I just smiled, having this cute little teenager begging me to do him, so, I
started licking the base of his cock, and then licking up the shaft in
short, little strokes with my tongue, until I got to the spot just under
the head of his cock, and then I stopped and licked there are few times,
driving him wild.  He grabbed my head, and starting humping toward my face.
I figured oh, what the hell, stop teasing him, so I covered my teeth with
my lips and let him fuck my face for a bit.  I started rolling his balls in
my hand, and tugging on them just a bit.  I don't think little Davis knew
what to do with all these sensation, and started to falter with his fucking
motions.

I took this opportunity to move, and repositioned myself to where we were
laying in position for a little sixty-nine action, and Davis got the idea
really quick.  I could tell this was his first time sucking cock, but, all
things considered it was still fucking hot.  I've definitely had worse.

I stopped sucking on his cock for a bit and pulled forward, sticking my
nose into his butt crack as I licked his taint.  I kept nosing until I
found what I was after--his little brown whole.  I started nosing it,
pushing against his little rosebud as I licked and licked until his balls.
This clearly drove him nuts, and he started moaning around my cock in his
mouth.  At this point, it was like 'in for a penny, in for a pound," so I
licked up and started tonging his hole.  At first, I just licked up and
down around it, while I reached up and spread his cheeks with my hands.
When I started pressing my tongue into his hole, he came off my cock and
started moaning, loud.

"Fuck Chad--fuck, fuck me that's good."

I stopped for a second, just to remind him that there were other people in
the house, including his mom and dad.  He leaned back down and sucked my
balls into his mouth, rolling his tongue around them--this time, causing me
to suck in some air, sharply.  Damn, this kid knew right where to lick to
get me going.

I went back to work on his hole, fucking it with my tongue.  After several
minutes of this action, I moved back and spit on his hole, and licked my
middle finger on my right hand.  I got my finger in next to my tongue, and
as I licked in and out with my tongue, I slowly started pushing my finger
into his tight, virgin ass.  I was in up to the second knuckle before he
realized something was up and clenched down.

"Just relax, Davis, you'll enjoy this too."

I continued to finger fuck him, slowly, and spinning my hand around.
Keeping my finger in his ass, I leaned back down and started licking on the
underneath side of his balls.  At the same time, I pushed in the final bit
that my finger could go, and found his prostate.  As soon as I poked it, he
started moaning, "Uuhhhhhn" so loud, I was sure that everyone in the house
knew what was going on in here.  But, at this point, with my cock and balls
being licked and sucked, with my tongue on his balls and my finger in his
ass, I didn't give a shit.  I was rubbing his prostate with my finger, and
tonguing his perineum.  He was now dripping precum all down my chin.  I
decided that it was too good to let go to waste, so I used my right hand to
move his cock back to my mouth.  No sooner had I gotten my lips around it,
Davis exploded 7 shots of hot, thick boycream into my mouth.  I swallowed,
but kept a little in my mouth, and pulled my cock out of his mouth.  I
crawled up next to him and leaned in to kiss him, his cum still on my
tongue.

When he realized what it was, his eyes opened really wide.  I smiled, still
kissing him, and he dove back in at my mouth, literally licking the entire
inside of my mouth.  I still hadn't come, and so much blood was rushing to
my cock that it was literally getting painful.  I pulled away from our
kiss, and reached behind him, cradling his head and neck with my left hand,
while I held his shrinking dick and balls securely with my right.

"Davis, if I wanted to fuck you, would you be okay with that?"

"Chad, you can fuck me any time you want.  I've wanted to do this with you
since I was eight years old, hiding in the bushes watching you make out
with that guy in Cabo.  I want you to be my first."

Man, we just went from hot and heavy back to sappy and romantic and sweet.
This kid was just something else.

"You know it'll hurt at first, right?  I don't want to hurt you, Davis, and
if it's too bad, just tell me, and I'll stop, ok?"

"I know, and I know you won't hurt me on purpose--but I wanna do this with
you, Chad, really."

I kissed him, hard and deep, and then broke off and rolled him over on his
stomach. I got up and rambled through my overnight bag and found some lube
(Maximus--seriously, the best anal lube ever) and a strip of condoms.
Crawling back behind him, I put a couple of pillows under his crotch,
lifting his ass to a better position.  I squeeze a little of the lube just
at the top of his asshole, and started poking it with my fingers into his
ass.

One finger at a time, I slipped in my middle finger, wiggled it around,
pulled it out, then stuck in my index finger, doing it over and over.
Davis was moaning, and rolling his head around on the bed.

"Feels good?" I asked.

"Fuck yeah, keep goin'."

His hole was loosening up a bit, so I stuck the bottle at his rear entrance
and squeezed a little more lube inside.  The, slowly, I slipped in my
middle and index fingers at the same time.  Davis started to clench up
again, so I stopped pushing in, and just help my fingers in his ass, while
I reached up and started rubbing his lower back with my left hand.

"Just relax, man, just relax.  Breathe deep, and push out like you're
taking a shit."

I felt his ass slacken just a bit, so I sunk my fingers in as far as they
would go.  He followed the motion, pushing his cock into the pillows as his
moaned into the mattress.

"You ok?"

"Fuck, Chad, that's awesome, keep doin' it."

Needing no more encouragement, I took my left hand off his back and started
rubbing my dick while I continued to two finger fuck his hole.  I started
scissoring my fingers, opening him up just a little more, trying to keep
them spread apart as much as possible on my out-strokes.  Holding him open,
I let go of my dick and grabbed the lube again, squeezing a little more
into him, and adding my ring-finger to the mix.  Stretching him out like
that made him whimper a little.

"Davis, man, you ok?"

"Ya--yeah, it's just--like--intense."  He was breathing heavy between each
word.

"I think you're ready for my dick, just remember, it's probably going to
hurt at first."

"It's ok, I want it so bad. Fuck me, Chad, please."

"No, Davis, I'm not going to fuck you, I'm going to make love with you," I
said, pushing him off the pillows and over onto his back.  "This is your
first time, and you've been looking forward to this for a long time, so I
want to make it special for you."  I leaned down and kissed his lips, and
sucked down, scraping my teeth lightly across his chin, causing him to
moan.

I let go, and grabbed a condom.  I use unlubed condoms, because, seriously,
spermicidal lubes are hell for your asshole, and burn like a motherfucker.
I ripped open the foil pack, and licked the inside tip, before rolling it
over my still painfully erect hard-on.  I squeezed a little more lube in my
hand, and jacked it up and down on my covered cock, before rubbing the rest
on Davis' little brown left nipple, making him squirm just a little more.

Getting up behind him, I pulled his legs closer to me, and apart, getting
him spread-eagle on the bed. I reached down and guided my cock to his hole,
pulling his legs up over my shoulders.

"Push out again" I told him, as I rested the tip against his hole.  I
pressed my weight against him, and the head of my cock slipping in past his
entrance.  His eyes got wide, and he whimpered again as he looked up at me.
I rubbed legs, and reached over and sucked on his big toe, swirling my
tongue around hit, while at the same time reached around and rubbing the
head of his cock with my left hand.  As these new sensations of pleasure
hit his body, his sphincter relaxed, and I slipped about half my dick in.

"Chad, oh, oww, oh, it hurts."

"Shh, don't worry, I'll stay right here until you get used to it."  I
licked his toes again, and continued playing with his soft cock.  Slowly,
his cock started to wake up and get hard--so I knew he was into it.  Well,
that and his moans.

I pushed a little more in.  This time, he shocked the hell out of me when
he spread his legs, wrapping them around me, and pushed himself onto my
cock, taking me all the way to the hilt.  He let out a low moan that
sounded like a motor running.  I leaned down and kissed him, my cock not
even moving.  He was so into it, it scared me just a little.  I pulled off,
and started slowly backing my cock out, half-way, and then back in, then
back out a little further, and then, back in a little more.

Davis started wiggling his ass, and then, he started clenching down on my
out-strokes.  For his first time, this kid was one of the best fucks I've
ever had, hands down.

I was long-dicking him now, thrusting for all it was worth.  I was really
close to cumming, but I decided to hang on to this a little longer, so I
pulled out of him, and cuddled up behind him.  He lifted his leg, and I
guided my dick back into his hole.  From this position, I could wrap my
arms around his chest in a big hug, and lean in and lick and tongue his ear
and neck.

"Fuck, Chad, fuck, fuck me this is great, oh fuck, fuck yeah..."

"Davis, you're so goddam hot, fuckin' A, you're the best fuck ever, dude,
unh umh..."

I fucked him hard, then slow, then long, then hard...finally, I couldn't
take it, and I reached down and grabbed his hard cock, stroking him off
while I fucked him fast and hard.

"Oh yeah, oh yeah Chad, oh, oh oh oh oh--"

He spurted then, almost as much cum as before, all over the sheets.  When
he did, his ass spasmed, and I lost it, cumming buckets in that condom.

I reached up, and sucked a little of his cum off my hand, before holding it
in front of him to lick off.  After he cleaned my hand, I roughed up his
hair, and hugged him, my cock still in his ass.

"Chad, oh fuck, Chad, that was--that was--that was..."

"Really fuckin' hot?" I offered.

"Totally!"

He turned his head, and we kissed for several minutes.  We were both worn
out, and fell asleep just like that, my softening cock still plugged up his
hole, my arms still around his chest.

+++

Two blissful hours later, I was woken up by Troy barging in the door,
saying, "Hey bro, I need to grab some shorts so I can hop in the sh--HO-LEE
SHIT!" as he turned and saw us in the bed.

Davis had, in fact, not locked the door.

Troy was sort of standing there, drinking in the sight.  Davis was laying
next to me, for all intents and purposes totally catatonic with fear.

"Troy, man, close the fuckin' door and clam down."

"Dude--dude, you like, you fucked Davis?"

"Well, yeah..."

"Fuck me, that's hot shit--I gotta get in on some of this action" Troy said
as he shucked his basketball shorts and climbed in bed next to Davis,
effectively turning him into the meat in a Sanderson-brother sandwich.

+++

Ok, I hate to leave you hanging like that, but this is already 14 pages
long, so I'll tell you there rest when I get a chance to write it down.
It's been a hot last couple of days, I can tell you that.  Plus, "Davis" is
online, and I want to give chatting with him my undivided attention :)

If you enjoyed reading it, feel free to email me:
toobadsochad AT yahoo DOT com