Date: Wed, 12 Jun 2013 06:16:10 -0400
From: dakota phillips <dak15@mail.com>
Subject: Dakota ... Part 7

This story is a work of fiction. Each part builds off the part proceeding
it. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
This story contains descriptive acts of sexual behavior between boys under
the age of 18. Read at your own risk. Otherwise, enjoy!

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			     Dakota ... Part 7
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The afternoon sun warmed Justin's room. There was an overhead fan gently
spinning. Looking around his room, it was apparent he was into to guitars.
His walls were plastered with posters of famous guitar players and bands in
general. I recognized many of the newer bands, but some of the people I
didn't have a clue. His bedroom was a lot different than Brian's (his
younger brother). Whereas Brian's room was kind of sterile in that it had
only a bed, dresser (with baseball trophies on it) and desk / computer.
Justin's room was more "lived in." Against one wall there was three
guitars, along another was his (cluttered) desk and dresser (also
cluttered). His bed was not made. A few (I suppose dirty clothes) were
strewn on the floor. I liked it.

"So," Justin said, breaking the silence.

I looked at him. Shit, he was a beautiful boy! His medium length, dark
brown hair flipped this way and that. His eyes were a deep shade of brown.
He actually had kind of long eyelashes. His complexion was clear, with a
freckle here and there. He, like Brian, had really beautiful lips. He stood
a little taller than me and probably a little heavier. He wore a a gray
t-shirt and a pair of baggy blue jeans. He shifted his weight to one leg as
he flipped his hair out of his eyes.

"You're really hot," I said.

"That's the first time another guy ever told me that," he giggled, "but,
thanks. You're ... well, I mean, you're cute too."

"I'll bet a lot of people, both boys and girls, think the same thing about
you!"

"Thanks," he smiled.

"So, what did you have in mind?"

"I don't know," Justin stammered. "Like I said, I've never really messed
around ... with anyone. And, listen, you can't tell anyone."

"I won't."

"What have you done?" he asked.

"This and that," I said.

"Have you sucked dick?"

"Oh, yeah," I said. "A few times!"

"Sweet," he replied, his interest increasing. "You, uhm ... I mean, because
I saw you with tube-thing ..."

"Yes, I have," I stopped him, saving him from his own stammering. "One
time."

"You like it?"

"Yeah, I guess I do."

"Dakota," he started, "are you, you know, gay?"

"I don't know. Guess I'm just having fun for now."

Justin smiled. We stood there looking at each other. I was wanting to give
him the opportunity to begin, but I think he really didn't know how to
start. I smiled at him.

"You want to get naked?"

Justin got a really big smile on his face. He pulled his t-shirt over his
head. His bare chest was lean and hairless. I could see he had some wisps
of hair coming in his pits. His nipples were the size of nickles. He didn't
have a six-pack, but he was in really good shape. His belly-button was an
outie. My dick began stiffening.

I pulled my shirt off and allowed him to look me over. I don't consider
myself a skinny boy, but it is what it is. Justin took in my boyhood. I
turned slowly to let him see it all. I then reached into the waistband of
my shorts and pushed them down to my ankles. I know he could see my
stiffening dick in my cartoon boxers. I turned again to let him take it all
in. I stopped when I was facing away from him to let him see my round young
ass.

"Cute boxers," Justin giggled.

Justin unbuttoned his jeans, tugging the zipper down he let them slide to
his ankles. He stepped out of them, kicking them into a pile against one
wall. He was wearing a pair of gray boxer-briefs which were, by this point,
all too revealing. He looked down at his own stiffening dick and then at
me. I was admiring his beauty. His legs were hairless. I looked back up at
his boxer-briefs and could see clearly the outline of his dick. I looked at
him.

Without saying anything, we both reached for our underwear and, together,
slid them down. As we stood up, we both instinctively checked out the
other's package. Justin's dick completed the whole beautiful package! It
stood erect from his body, parallel to the ground. At its base was a nice
bush of dark brown hair. His rigid dick stood out from his body, and was
obviously bigger than mine, although looked to be about the same
thickness. His knob was well defined. His balls, damn they seemed huge,
hung low between his legs. His sac had a little hair growing on it.

"Damn!" was all I could say.

"Not too bad yourself," Justin whispered back. "We can do whatever you
want. No one will be home for a long time."

"Whatever?" I asked.

"Well, you know what I mean."

"Have you measured your dick?" I asked, unable to take my eyes away from
it.

"Yeah, don't you?"

"Of course! Mine's about six inches."

"Nice," he said. "Mine's a little over seven inches."

I didn't want to seem like a whore, but I was eager to have this beautiful
boy. I approached him, and leaned in to kiss him. He pulled back, not
really sure about that. He was interested in getting off. I could deal with
that. So, I slowly lowered myself to my knees, my face now only inches from
his member. I took it gently in my hand. I rubbed it slowly, then leaned
forward and licked the head. He moaned quietly. I then allowed about half
his length slide into my mouth. I spent the next few minutes working his
dick in and out of my mouth. With each time his dick slid into my mouth, I
tried to take a little bit more. After several tries, I was able to takae
his entire length into my hungry mouth.

"Oh, shit ... " he moaned.

By now, Justin was running his hands through my hair, holding firmly to my
head. I reached around and ran my hands over his fine ass, squeezing his
ass cheeks lustfully. As his dick slid forward and back, I realized Justin
was now pivoting his hips while holding my head still ... basically,
fucking my mouth. He pivoted forward, then backward. With each forward
push, his huge balls slapped a little against my chin. Through all this I
was becoming intoxicated from his boymusk. My own dick was rigid, dripping
precum.

"I ... I. Oh, fuck. Dakota, I'm about nut!" Justin moaned, his breath
heavy.

I continued working on his dick as it slid in and out. My tongue swirled
around it, enjoying the taste of his boyhood. His pivoting now became more
intense, his dick slamming into my mouth. Suddenly, Justin pushed his dick
all the way in my mouth so that my nose was buried in his bush. I then felt
his dick spasm, and then the warmth of his seed splashed against the back
of my throat. I swallowed all he haad to offer. Like Brian's, Justin's nut
was awesome.

Justin slid his still rigid dick from my mouth. He had tthe most awesome
smile on his face. I looked into his eyes. I knew we far from being
through.

"Your turn," I said.

"Okay," he started, "but, go slow. I have never sucked dick. And, no
nutting in my mouth!"

I walked over to his bed and laid down, spreading my legs. Justin climbed
onto the bed and positioned himself between my legs. Mimicking what I did,
he guided my dick into his mouth and began bobbing up and down. This
obviously was his first as the "moment" was interrupted a few times when
his teeth dragged across my sensitive member. Like a trooper, he continued
on trying his best to return the favor. He was able to take a little more
than half my member into his warm mouth. I ran my hands through his shaggy
hair, pushing his head down, wanting more of my dick in his mouth. In the
next minutes I knew I was getting close.

"I'm about there," I said, warning him.

Hearing this, Justin stopped sucking my dick and, instead, began fapping it
quickly. In no time, my dick hurled several white globs of nut upward
landing gently onto my hairless chest.

"That was nice," I said, looking at Justin.

I scooped up some of the cum and licked it off my finger. Justin watched,
wide-eyed. I then took another glob of nut and reached forward and held it
oout to Justin. He looked at it, and then at me. Coming to terms, he leaned
forward and licked it off my fingers. He grimmaced as he swallowed, unsure
if he liked it or not.

We laid there for a few minutes. I looked down at hism as he rested his
head on my leg, looking at and playing with my still-hard dick. He swirled
his fingers through my little bush. I could tell something was on his mind.

"What?" I asked.

"Well, it's just ... I mean ... what I really wanted ... " he stammered.

"Oh," I interrupted. "You want to fuck me?"

Justin just smiled up at me. I gave him a knowing smile back. He jumped up
from the bed, his dick bouncing as he ran to his closetto get some lube. I
turned over on his bed, and spred my legs wide. I could hear the jar
opening and him scooping some lube out. He smeared it on his 7" and then
came back over to the bed. He raised me so that I was in a doggie
position. He scooted behind me.

"I seen two guys do this on a video I saw on the net."

"Go easy," I said, "I've only been fucked one other time."

"I will," he assured.

Justin positioned himself behind me. With one hand, he held onto my
hip. The other hand he used to guide his dick to my boypussy. I could feel
his knob pressing against my hole. He pushed forward, meeting with
resistance. As he worked it around, I gave him some help by positioning my
ass to receive his member. Suddenly, his head pushed through and entered
me. I gasped a little, part from the pain, but mostly because of the
pleasure of having this beautiful boy's dick in me.

As his dick sank deeper into my pussy, Justin's weight pushed me down so
that I was now laying flat on his bed, my head to one side one his
pillow. He rested his head next to mine as he started to grind his tool in
my ass. Slowly, he pulled his dick about halfway out and then allowed it to
slide back in fully. Each time he pushed in, I could feel his bush tickle
against my ass.

He continued pistoning his member in my love-canal. I could hear and feel
his hot breath against my face. My eyes were closed as I concentrated on
every inch of his dick inside me. My hands clutched at his sheets as my
hips raised to meet his forward thrust. He whispered in my ear how awesome
this all was. I moaned in response. And then I was surprised when I felt
him kiss me on the cheek, nibble at my ear, and then kiss me again.

His hips continued rocking back and forth, back and forth. His member slid
nearly its length out of my hairless ass and then slid fully back in. My
mind whirled in ecstasy. My young body was pressed against my own dick
which was leaking cum uncontrollably.

I could feel his tempo beginning to quicken. Justin's breathing was now
heavy and sporadic. He was now slamming his member into my tight ass. For
never having messed around, Justin was doing one hell of a job! I then felt
his hands of my hips as he positioned me back onto all fours. He tightly
gripped my hips as he withdrew and then slammed his seven inches into my
ass.

I could hardly breath. I lowered my head and looked between my legs. A long
string of cum was dripping from my teenaged dick. Each time Justin slammed
forward, his balls slapped against mine. Our bodies were now glistening
with sweat. His pace was now rapid and passionate.

"Oh shit, Dakota. I ... hmmm ... I ..."

Justin pushed his dick fully inside my little ass as it began spasming,
shooting his warm nut deep within me. I could feel his gooey seed fill my
ass. This was a feeling I could never get with my plastic blue tube, one
that I was loving more and more. Justin's dick pulsed a few more times,
filling my ass with even more boyseed. He sort of collapsed on my back, his
dick still firmly planted inside my ass. I let my hands slide forward as my
body lowered to the bed.

"That," Justin began, breathlessly, "was fucking awesome."

I moaned something vaguely familiar, lost in the euphoria, my mind
swimming. My heart beat wildly in my chest. I didn't want this to end.

"You want to do it again?" I asked.

"Damn, you're a horny boy! But, so am I!"

Justin pulled his still-hard dick from my ass. I rolled over onto my back
and lifted my legs, offering him my pick hole. He smiled lustfully and
guided his dick to my target. His seven inches slid into my wanting pussy
easily aided by the deposit of nut he had left. I rested my legs on his
shoulders as he moved himself into position. We were now face to face. As
his hips began rocking forward and back, sending his beautiful member deep
inside me, I put my hands to the sides of his head and drew him close. I
kissed him fully on the lips. He did not resist but kissed me in return. As
his dick slid in and out of my young hole, our tongues danced together
lustfully.

Having just nutted several times, Justin was able to plow my ass much
longer this time. We continued making out as he worked my tight pucker. The
room was still. Only the sound of of breathing and the sloppy flap-flap of
his dick pistoning in and out of my ass could be heard. My own dick was
straining, cum continuously drooling from its tip.

In lustful passion, we licked and kissed each other. Justin worked his
teenaged dick in and out, in and out. Soon, he began pushing harder,
deeper. I knew he was gonna bust again. He finally sank his seven inches
fully into my young hole and kissed me hard on the mouth. I could feel his
dick spill some more nut in my ass. Both of us could barely catch our
breath.

Without saying a word, Justin slowly pulled his now softening dick from my
ass. As he withdrew, I could feel his seed dribble out of my hole. He then
slid down my body asnd took my dick into his mouth. His gently, lovingly
sucked my member until I could stand it no longer.

"Justin," I gasped, "I'm ... I'm ..."

He continued giving loving attention to my six inches. I could stand it no
longer, my dick blasted a wad of nut into his mouth. To my surprise, he
swallowed all I had to offer.

We both were spent. We lay naked on his body, the smell of raw lust hung
passionately in the air. My head rested on his firm, hairless chest. I
could hear his heart beat return to its normal thump-thump. His fingers
played with my hair.

"I don't think I'm gay," Justin said. "But for you, I know I am!"

We got out of his bed, cleaned up, and dressed. I could not keep my eyes
off his beautiful body. As I began to leave, he put his hand on my
shoulder, turning me to him. He kissed me hard, thanking me.

"Our secret, right?" he asked.

"Of course," I assured, knowing that this could never get out to the
highschool.

"Maybe we could get together again?"

"You know where to find me," I said, pointing across to my window.

With that, I climbed out of his window, scuttled across the tree branch and
entered my room. Looking at the clock I could not believe more than two
hours had passed.

My ass tingled. I went into my bathroom and expelled his seed from my
ass. Wiping myself clean I was a bit more confident about Louisville. Maybe
it won't be so bad here after all. I went into my room and lay face up,
staring at the ceiling. My mind replayed the day over and over again.

I smiled.

(TO BE CONTINUED)

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