Date: Tue, 3 Jul 2001 10:44:34 -0700 (PDT)
From: g man <gman94115@yahoo.com>
Subject: Re: Luke Part 2

The thought of fucking Luke's gorgeous, white ass made my thick 7" cut cock
even harder than it was. I reached down and ran the tips of my fingers
along his back, down to the perfect rise of his gluteal muscles.

"Do you want me to fuck you, Luke?  It really tends to hurt the first
time."

"Dude, it's cool," Luke spoke, his voice partly muffled by the pillow upon
which his beatific head lay. "I've had stuff up my ass before - never
another guy's cock; but this girl I used to know - her parents were
hippies, up North - she used to put her finger up there when she would blow
me. But that was a long time ago . . ."

"Well some girl's finger and this," I said, grabbing my tingling cock at
its root, "are two different things."

"Been practicing on a dildo, too, still not as big as you, but I think I
can take it."

"Well alright-ee then . . ."

I pushed him over to the middle of the bed, spreading his legs wider,
kneeling beside him there.  I took full liberties with his ass cheeks,
rubbing them slowly, feeling the invisible fuzz that took over where the
whispy, darker hairs of his crack left off. The side of my hand met with
the sweat and shower damp crevice, and the tips of my fingers tickled the
underside of his tight little ball sack. With the other hand I rubbed the
inside of his thigh, down to his knee, letting the leg hair catch between
my fingers, slightly tugging.

"You'll stop if I tell you, huh?"

"Sure, Luke," I responded, knowing that was the last thing that I would be
willing to do with my throbbing unit buried even a quarter into him.

"And you're, uh, all clean, right?"

"Yes, Luke, no diseases. Just had myself checked out in June . . . You just
relax and let me take care of it, okay?"

I let my head drop to his ass and my nose meets the edge of my hand at
Luke's ass crack. The smell is intoxicating. Pheromones unintelligible to
our degraded homo sapiens sense of smell fill my reptile brain with a
desire to thrust and jab my way into his darker recesses. I remove my hand
and bury my noise between his cheeks, nuzzling like a dog into this most
vulnerable spot. Further and further in I press my face, increasingly
losing contact with the outside world and becoming one with my sweet little
cousin's ass. The hair atop my head rubs between his thighs and my nose
roots futher down toward his ball sack. I tilt my head back, the slight
stubble on my chin grazes the tender flesh around his asshole and for the
first time his tensed body shudders and a sharp exhale reports from his
face, which is buried into the pillow. My long, fat tongue (forever coveted
by my lesbian friends - butch and femme alike) laps the underside of his
ball sack, and I press my chin further into the soft flesh that marks the
entrance to his bowels. Unable to resist any longer, I separate Luke's ass
cheeks and with an expert flick of my thick tongue lay a glob of spit on
his clean but still pungent pucker. With that bit of saliva I begin to poke
at his hole, trying to unfold the seemingly endless layers of skin that
protect the delicate flesh tube. The taste and smell grows more intense as
I plumb deeper.

"Ahhhhhhhhh . . ."

"You like that?" I manage to ask with an incapacitated tongue and limited
mouth movement.

"Oh yeah. Fuck. Jesus. I never . . . ahhhh. Ahhh . . ."

Luke's words encouraged me to explore further. While holding back his ass
cheeks with the heels of my hands, I began to stroke the area immediately
surrounding his now damp rosebud with my middle fingers. I took a moment to
coat each of them with spit and then took up the effort again. I curled my
tongue and let a rivulet of saliva course down into the tender area which
my fingers were gently coaxing open. So much like a flower it was, with an
endless number of petals surrounding it. After minutes of this I broke his
first seal, the easiest. His back arched and he gasped slightly. I took the
time to spit into my hand and give my cock a few strokes, which brought it
from three quarters erect to full, blazing tumescence. I pulled on the head
of my own dick while my tongue urged his pucker to relax further, to give
up its secrets to both of my swollen, wet pokers. I reached under him, past
his ball sack, and grabbed his cock, which was well on its way to erection
again. I pulled it out from underneath him - slowly, testing its resistance
against downward pointing. Luke shifted his hips, and the shaft easily
assumed a southward aim. Once more the foreskin had crept back up, half
covering the rose colored head. I covered the silky underbelly with spit
and slowly began to pass the foreskin in short strokes over the remaining
3/4" of his cock. Within 8 strokes, his dick was fully hard again. Streaks
of precum and my own saliva stained the sheets, and I buried my nose in his
ass again. After a couple of deep inhalations, I decided the time to
penetrate had come.

"Luke, pet, I am going to put my dick in you now, okay?" I said, rising,
wiping the back of my face with my right hand and still maneuvering his
foreskin with my left. "I want you to feel free to make any kind of noise
you want - just do it with your face in the pillow, okay?"

I longed to hear Luke's cries of pain and pleasure ring free but knew that
- though his bedroom lay at the other end of the house, on the first floor
- having my brother come to investigate the scene would no doubt alter the
dynamic between him and me forever.

I did not wait for Luke's consent. Climbing on top of him, I let go of his
dick and began to focus all my attention on working up loads of spit to aid
the process - one in my right hand for my own cock, the next into Luke's
ass crack, and back and forth. I knew that some pain would be inevitable
but I wanted the boy to enjoy it somewhat; and in my experience a nice
slippery fuck is always key to a pleasurable time for an inexperienced
bottom.

Once more I nuzzled my face into his crack and tried to stuff as much spit
as I could into his asshole. I raised up, pressed my cock slightly downward
and pointed it at the slick hole. It had been years since I had fucked
anybody without a condom. The feeling is remarkable. Like a key in a lock,
the head of my throbbing unit seemed to have been taken into consideration
when this boy's DNA formed his asshole. My vision began to blur and this
inexplicable change began to take place in me. I guess it's just biology
and it seems to happen whenever I find myself in this position. But here
with Luke, it reached a greater degree. The need to stick my cock in him
was overwhelming. I had to fight back the involuntary, twitching desire to
thrust it all the way into him.

Beneath me, Luke was relaxed and obviously ready for this. He had his hands
above his head, holding on to the top edge of the mattress. This made the
muscles of his back, shoulders and arms flex. They moved like small mice
under the smooth skin. His ass, too, was smooth and relaxed and reflected
the light from the window like a rising full moon.

I began to rock slowly back and forth, applying pressure to the sphincter
muscle, which my tongue had only recently penetrated. The head of my cock
disappeared into him, and I felt the muscle relax and allow me to enter.
Immediately, though, I met with resistance again. Beyond this last hurdle
lay the gorgeous silkiness inside of him that would bring me to
orgasm. Luke, just seconds ago placid, was now breathing raggedly. The
muscles in his back, shoulders and arms had grown from small mice to full
waves of activity as he tugged against the mattress. His back had arched
and he began to push his ass up against me. I paused for a moment to let
him regain his composure before I pressed further. His back relaxed but he
continued to press up against me, no doubt the product too of his
undeniable urge to thrust to orgasm. I lay my hands on his shoulders and
slowly push and pull my way past the last ring of muscle tissue. Luke's
ragged breathing becomes whimpering growls, and it was his insistent hip
movement that allowed me to find my way completely into his ass. I had to
stop moving for a moment, once completely sunk into him, in order to avoid
filling his ass too soon. In that moment of ecstatic abandon, I had felt my
balls pull up close to me, always a signal that the flood of relief is not
far behind.

Luke however continued his wriggling beneath me. And at his insistence I
began my movement again too after I had regained control. I moved my hands
from his shoulders to his hips and raised them slightly. With this head
slipped from the pillow and banged against the headboard. But this allowed
me to get his on his knees somewhat, with his beautiful ass in the air, and
then I began to seriously thrust. The saliva had done the trick, and my
sliding easily back and forth in his hot little ass tube. I reached down to
feel his cock. He was totally soft, as boys in his position generally are;
their senses are so flooded with new feelings that the thought of an
erection seems extraneous at that point. Keeping one hand on his hip for
balance, I began to fondle his cock and balls. I love to fuck a boy with a
nice hard cock. It shows me that they're having a good time. I leaned back
slightly and pulled him back onto my dick and began to shove up into him,
hitting yet new points within his rectum. I continued to fuck him like
this, like animals do it, for a good five minutes. I knew however that my
time was coming, and I wanted Luke to be there with me. I pulled my dick
out of him.

"Flip over on your back."

Attentively he soon had his legs in the air and around my neck. I pushed
him furhter up on the bed and unceremoniously plunged my thick, red, wet
cock back into him. It was a little drier this time, but Luke - what a
trooper! - took it like an old pro. The increased friction caused me to let
an unexpected moan issue forth. Luke was staring at me intently as he held
the backs of his knees. He was not smiling. He looked lost, like he was
silently pleading with me to help him find his way back. The sliding in and
out had become more of a continual pressure on yet another spot within
him. And the glazed look in his eyes let me know that I had hit the right
spot.

"Jack yourself off," I commanded in a hoarse whisper.

Within seconds of his own familiar handiwork, he was almost completely
hard. Obviously his dildo work had never managed to produce this for
his. His eyes began to roll back in his head, and precum was leaking from
him, running over his hand and lubing up the foreskin. I was too close to
do anything but keep going.

"I'm gonna cum," was all that I could manage before thrusting my hot seed
into his young ass. The thrusting became instantly easier and my cock -
still throbbing out volley after volley against his stunned prostate gland
- pushed my jizz up into his gut.  Luke had silently given himself over to
his second orgasm of the night. He milked his pretty boycock and covered
his tight little hairless belly with his own thick cum. Shivers overtook my
spine and I continued to push into him. His hand dropped from his dick and
a smile crept across his face. I pulled my slimy dick out of his stretched
hole and both proceeded to dribble onto the bedsheets.

A small laugh caught in my throat as a knock came at the bedroom door . .

"Hey . . . you guys okay?"

It was my brother . . .

Well he is kind of a stud.

What will happen next???

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