Date: Sat, 12 Aug 2000 08:21:50 EDT
From: Adonisart1@aol.com
Subject: My-Friend-Keith
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My Friend, Keith
Since I was six and Keith seven, we have been friends. He lived
across the street until he was ten but then his parents divorced. His dad
stayed across the street but his mom needing a different atmosphere, went
to California and she took Keith with her. Every summer though, he would
fly back here to Pittsburgh to visit his dad (and me). I really hated when
August rolled around and the time for school neared. That meant it was
time for him to leave and I hated saying good bye to my best friend every
summer. Although, I must admit our reunions in June were cool. During our
summer reunions we did everything together; movies, bike riding, Atari
video games, and swimming at Highland park's pool. In fact it was there at
the pool that our friendship forever changed.
One summer, five days before he was going back to Cali., we went
swimming around noon. As usual, before leaving, we gathered our stuff and
prepared ourselves, that included changing into our trunks one at a time in
the privacy of the bathroom. We would then ride our bikes up to the pool
and swim our asses off. I might add just for the record, we both had a
nice pair of buns on us. We would also play games in the pool. Tag, drown
the sailor and King of the Pool were three of our favorites. Sometimes we
would enlist other friend into our game but this particular day it was just
us. We were wrestling and trying to get the other to submit and bow before
the King of the pool.
Somehow as we wrestled, one of us brushed against the other's dick,
I don't know who touched who first and actually it doesn't matter because
when the first one touched, the other returned the touch. "Yo!, you wanna
grab somebody's dick. How'd you like it if I grab yours.", one of us said.
The other replied back, something like, "I didn't grab you that hard. My
turn to make it even!" This back and forth touching went on until we both
ended up hard as a brick! You hear me...HARD AS A FUCKING STEEL PLATED
CONCRETE CEMENT DILDO!!!! Realizing that we were getting off on this tug
on dick war, and what resulted from the touches, we froze! Not knowing
what to do or say, we simply swam away from each other. The life guards
blew the whistle signifying the three hour swim was over. We were saved by
the bell, time to go home.
For a two hour period, the pool closed for maintenance checks and
for the lifeguards to have a break from the grueling sun. The pool would
re-open after the 2 hour intermission at five., but Keith and I would
always leave at the blow of the whistle. Keith and I climbed our dripping
wet and exhausted asses from the chlorine loaded pool. Our trunks hanging
heavy, sagged half off our cheeks as we climbed up the pool ladder and
stepped on the sun baked cement. We tap danced our way over to the bences
and we each grabbed our towels and having grown accustomed to the ground
temperature, walked casually into the locker room. Something odd happened
here. Keith and I had been swimming thousands of times. We had been
around each other when naked before, although never actually purposely
tried to see any dick or bare ass. The closest thing to bare ass was when
we exited the pool and our trunks would droop, exposing a half a cheek.
Never before had either of us choose to shower at the pool. If we
couldn't expose our bodies to each other and we were best friends, we sure
as hell couldn't deal with the public nudity. I guess most adolescents
went through this kind of fear but on this occasion we decided to strip and
shower there at the pool! As we stood in the locker room drying the excess
pool water off (procrastinating), we saw a few people go around the
partition to the shower area.
"I'm going to take a shower.", Keith announced to me.
I replied, "Me too."
As I looked up to see the joking smile, I was shocked to realize he
wasn't joking. His trunks were already down and his tight eleven year old
ass was switching towards the showers. By the time I had removed mine, he
was already lathering up under a shower nozzel. Just the sight of his ass
sent a shiver up my puberty bone and almost made me catch a woodie, almost!
Let me tell you, from the time puberty hit, that's all I did was battle the
bulge! I fought my dick every waking hour. It got hard in my sleep. Got
hard over breakfast. Hard from cutting grass. Petting the dog. Playing
video games. Sitting in school. Shit, breathing made my hard!!! So here
I was fighting not to get hard and I was doing a surprisingly good job.
Until....
I entered the shower area, a few steps behind him. He was already
in the far corner. His back and ass were completely white with soap foam
and he was beginning to lather his chest and neck. I took a shower head
two over from him, to the right and began lathering myself as well. The
few older guys that were in there were finishing their showers and were
leaving, one by one, until after a few moments, Keith and I were alone. To
this day I can't recall what kind of guys were there with us. I can't tell
you their ages, heights, dick sizes, or anything else. I was so shocked
that we were naked in public, that all of my attention went to redirecting
blood any where just to keep it from filling my puberty cursed dick!
Realizing that we were alone, for some odd magnetic reason, we each
turned to face the other. I have no idea why we did that but we did. We
were standing buck naked, face to face mere feet apart, and dripping wet as
the shower washed the lather from our pre-teen adonic physiques (smile).
Those hormonal juices begin to flow and the blood begin to go to that
special area and created a nice hard cock! I stood there watching him
continue to rub his stomach, right above his fine dark colored pubic bush.
His dick was rising as well. For the first time in my life I had really
seen another person, other than me, with a hard on. For the first time in
my life I saw my best friend naked. For the first time in my life I wanted
to touch another person's cock. I wanted to touch Keith's cock!
Growing up, all the guys talked big time smack about the girls they
fucked and shit like that but each of us knew who really had and who hadn't
knocked boots. We never really called anyone's bluff, though. I think we
got off on who could create the best fuck story for us to later go home and
jack off to. Ahhh, the curse of puberty. The curse that allowed you to
take your little five or six inch dick in hand and pound it furiously until
it spewed this chlorine smelling liquid all over your bed sheets. The same
liquid that was found in your drawls every morning when you awoke to piss.
I personally never really jacked off to their stories and never wanted to
touch a girl's pussy or tits. I did think about it but not the same way as
the other guys. I just felt different. When I now think back to that, I
realized that during their fuck stories, it was always the image of my guy
friends' naked bodies and dicks that made me hot. It was to that image
that I would strangle my fucking chiken to death, four or five times in a
row!!
Now for the first time, I wanted one of them, I actually wanted
Keith.
Keith turned to rinse the soap from his chest and frontal area. I
stood there, just staring and straining against the temptation to reach out
with some lame excuse to touch his dick. I couldn't take it any longer,
pre-cum was oozing from my piss slit. If I didn't do something NOW, I
would end up jacking off right there!!! I turned and raced out of the
shower, got dressed, and headed out to the front of the pool to wait for
him. He wasn't all that far behind me. When he did exit the pool gates
and proceeded to unlock his bike, he asked, "Where'd you go?"
"I just got tired of showering and didn't want to end up looking
like a fucking prune, like you look now." We laughed! After we rode our
bikes home, Keith asked, "Jimmy can you stay the night over my house?"
"I'll ask my parents. They'll probably say OK but I need to ask to be
sure." I asked my parents and gave the green light. I packed my book bag
with my over night clothes and toiletries. Keith's dad one of those
work-a-holics, had to work late so we were in the house alone.
We sat up playing video games and telling ghost stories and until
around two a.m., when we both fell asleep. Somewhere around three maybe
four four am, I was awakened. A hand was touching my dick which was of
course hard and aching! I didn't make any sudden moves or sounds, I just
laid there. Now I ain't normally this slow, I am an "A" student in school
but it took me a good few strokes to realized it was Keith playing pocket
pool with my pair of "eight balls" and pool stick! He was awake and was
fumbling with my shorts in an attempt to expose and have access to my cock.
After a moment he had unfastened the button and had unzipped me. I had on
no underwear only those shorts, so when the fly was opened, my young seven
inch rock hard dick sprang up and out like a catapult during a medieval
war!! His open palm then engulfed the shaft and massaged the head! By now
my cock was literally throbbing with each beat of my heart! It was taking
everything I had, not to bust a nut right there in his hand...but...
As he continued to stroke and fiddle with my blood filled bone, my
hips began to rock, to fuck back against hand. He and I began working up a
rhythm and after five additional strokes- The torrent of hot young jizz
engulfed his clenched fist! He quickened his jerk, squeezing out the laast
dregs of cum. Hearing me moan, he sat up and leaned over my shoulder and
kissed me on the cheek. I then rolled over and looked him in the face.
The soft blue light from the TV made his face look more attractive than
usual. It gave it an almost supernatural glow, like an angel. He leaned
forward and kissed me again, this time on the lips. I kissed back. Our
mouths opened and our tongues entertwined. When I withdrew my tongue from
his warm moist mouth, I reached under the blanket, that we had climbed
under when telling the ghost stories, in search if his cock! "AH! There it
is!!", I thought to myself. He had removed his shorts and was under the
blanket naked! His dick was jutting straight out from his body, hard and
thick!
I began to rub it and was quite thrilled by the feel of it in my
hand. The thick fatty feel as well as the occasional pulse or throb I felt
when I touched certain areas. It felt better than I had imagined and I
realized that pussy ain't what I wanted. I wanted Dick!! Keith's body
began to writhe as my pace quickened. His hips began to buck upwards to
meet my downward strokes. I sensed a volcanic eruption would occur any
second now. Like a seismologist I needed to see the volcano spew! I
grabbed the cover and threw it off of him, exposing his entire naked body.
Seeing him laying there enjoying my hand touching him made me hot all over
again. My young cock was still hard and was already reloading to shoot
again!
"Faster!!", Keith directed. Faster and faster went my hand until
he arched upwards one final time and the eruption on Mount Vesuvias was
truly monumental!! Cum splattered everywhere! I didn't realize a person
could cum so much. For a second I thought Keith had taken a piss but the
thick sticky feel was obviously sweet cream not sour lemonade (smile). I
continued to stroke until all of his bodily tremors had ceased and he laid
still and calm. I wanted to cum again but looking at Keith and realizing
that he would leave soon made me feel sentimental rather than lustful. I
moved closer to his wet cum covered body and wrapped my arms around him and
cuddled close. He returned the hugging cuddle and it was like that, that
we fell asleep; in one another's arms.
The morning buzz of the TV coming back on the air woke both of us
up simultaneously. Our bodies were fused together by the dried seminal
glue. For morning fun we lay there pealing the cum skin from each other's
bodies like we peeled Elmer's glue from our hands when we were a bit
younger. He had soooo much cum on him, it was like peeling an entire new
body covering from him. As we stood and stretched, our rigid young cocks
waved good morning to each other and our ball sacks slowly descended from
the force of gravity. Keith walked, ass naked to his father's room. "My
dad ain't here, let's go shower!" I said nothing as I ran up close to him
and entered the bathroom. We both climbed into the shower stall and as the
warm water splashed against our bodies, we embraced and for the first time
our dicks had touched another dick!! Again a feeling like thunder rolled
through my body as his cock rubbed against mine. We pressed tighter
against each other, our cocks firmly held in place against our tight abs.
Keith was the first to lather himself and then he turned to lather my chest
and groin. His soapy hands slid all over my dancing club and heavy
weighted nut sack! I leaned forward and started kissing him all over his
face and neck.
My rough zeal made him "drop the soap". He turned to pick it up as
it followed the stream towards the drain. When he turned and bent over,
his hard round ass pressed against my soap covered dick! My knees weakened
and in order to remain standing, I grabbed his hips and braced myself,
which pressed my cock into the crack of his ass! He had retrieved the soap
but remained bent over. He reached back with his free hand and grabbed me
on the left side of my hip. He then began to rock his hips into my groin.
I couldn't have stopped if I had wanted to...I started fucking my dick
along the soft groove of his ass! I can't say the thought of penetration
entered my mind at that time, because I recall only being so caught up in
the moment of his ass against my dick and the feelin it was creating!
The sound of a car pulling into the driveway and the door opening
and slamming shut, told Keith- Dad is home and not in a pleasant mood.
Keith pulled away "DAMN!", he rinsed himself clean "DAMN!", he jumped from
the shower leaving me there alone "DAMN DAMN!", naked, hard, and so fucking
ready to cum"DAMN DAMN AND DAMN AGAIN!!!!" I rinsed myself off with COLD
water and tried to calm old "Jasper" down! He wasn't ready to relax. Shit
I was with him, I wanted us to finish what the four of us had begun (Keith,
me, his ass, and my dick {Jasper})
I dried off and exited the bathroom. I got dressed and joined
Keith and his dad in the kitchen. His dad was complaining about a business
deal and that Keith would have to leave 4 days early. He had to leave
TODAY! "DAMN DAMN DAMN to the tenth power!!!!!" Keith almost cried. I
could see the tears welling up. I too wanted to cry with him. His dad
apologized and said he would find a way to make it up to him. Keith and I
went upstairs and packed his bags. We were completely silent as we packed.
His dad hollered up to us after an hour and asked if we were ready to go to
the airport. Keith looked at me and for the first time since we were
really young, I saw my best friend cry.
I reached over and wiped the tear from his cheek and took him in my
arms. He cried on my shoulder and I rubbed his back and tried to comfort
him. The lust was gone and replaced by the genuine love I felt for him.
That was when we knew we were in love! After a few minutes he regained
enough composure to head down stairs. I looked at him and kissed him. Our
mouths open and tongues passionately entangled! We each grabbed 3 bags and
headed down the steps. Into the car and off to the airport. As Keith sat
in the back of the car with me, we held hands. One of the bags was
blocking it from his father's view. As we arrived at the airport Keith's
grip increased. I returned the feeling to him as if to let him know, "me
too, me too!"
We entered the airport and proceeded to his departure gate, still
in silence. "Now boarding at gate 12 B from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania to
San Diego, California." The announcement came over the intercom. His dad
took his bags and had them all tagged and as he was handling all of that,
Keith and I stood silently gazing ever so tenderly into each other's eyes.
The tears were returning. "Come on Keith, it's time.", his dad announced.
Keith turned and walked into the tunnel towards his plane. I could sense
his hesitancy in his gate but he continued. Right before he disappeared
from my sight, he turned and waved to me. "I'll see you next year!" Then
he was gone.
The remaining summer weeks were anything but fun for me without
Keith by my side. We had just started to develop, to evolve into something
more than buddies and now it was cut short. All I could do was wonder,
"What will happen next year when he comes back?" No answers were making
themselves available, so I was stuck wondering. School began and dragged
on and on and on "DAMN"! During the school year I tried to write to Keith
but each time after a sentence or two I crumpled the paper and started
doing something else, like watch TV. I wasn't allowed to call long
distance so during the school months my wondering increased, since we had
no communication at all during that time! But finally June arrived again.
I raced to ask Keith's father when Keith would arrive. "I hate to tell you
this but Keith, won't be coming this summer." "WHAT! Why not?", I
screamed out at this man. "His mother is still upset about last year and
so she decided to keep him this summer as revenge." I had nothing else to
say. I walked away repeating in my head, "DAMN, DAMN, and DAMN!! Damned
adults and their petty bickering, Damn lazy ass me for not writing to him,
Damn phone company for charging so much money that I couldn't call him,
DAMN DAMN DAMN!"
More summers and other school years came and went. Keith and I
were now high school sophomores! We had missed an entire year! And
according to the news his father told my parents, we would miss another
one. It seems that his mother got a new job and would need Keith to stay
and help move into their new house in LA The progression of time does
something to one's mind. My fantasies and remembrances were all I had
left. I had grown into a fine looking young man. Five eleven and one
hundred and seventy pounds of firm swimmer's muscle. The two years on the
swim team had sculpted a nice little frame on me. I could only imagine
what Keith looked like now.
When my summer prior to becoming a senior arrived, I didn't even
attempt to look for Keith. I had given up. I decided to go on and live my
life. I got a job at a supermarket and was working six days a week to save
money for the college. I remember one particular day when I was bagging
groceries, I spotted this PHINE ASS dude strut into the store! He was
about six one and about a hundred eighty five pounds. He was wearing a
white Fruit of the Loom tank top T-shirt and a pair of biker shorts. He
carried a water bottle in his right hand and his book bag in the left. He
had a towel also gripped in his left hand. "Must be coming from the gym.",
I reasoned.
As I bagged, my attention was constantly drawn back up in search of
this gorgeous hunk of a black god! I hadn't been this attracted to any
dude this way since Keith. I had spied a dick in the swim locker room here
or there. Had even let one of the team members jack me off once. But I
was still a "virgin". I had wanted Keith to be my first, but now... this
new guy seemed like a worthy replacement. The cashier asked me to go check
a price for her so I raced up and down a few aisles, supposedly in search
of the item price. I knew exactly where the price was at but I wanted to
have the possibility of running into my new attraction. "DAMN no luck!"
As I walked back to the line and told the cashier the price, I
noticed the guy in my line!! He was reading a magazine, so his head was
down, but his body was in full view! His shoulders were broad and
glistening with sweat. His pecs were bulging against the cotton fabric and
his nipples were like dark round Oreo cookies under the shirt. His
chiseled six pack was quite prominent through the sweat soaked shirt and
his telephone pole sized thighs were flexing muscles I had never seen
before. And speaking of muscles never seen... there was a pouch on this
nigga, looked like he was trying to smuggle two coconuts and a cucumber out
of the store. I was tempted to alert security just so I could witness the
searching process! Just seeing the guards spread his legs and rub their
hands up and down his thighs and up and around his basket!! WOOOOO, I was
starting to get hard!
My line was filing down and he was getting closer and closer.
Three people away, then two people, then one. Now it was him! He was
still buried into this magazine and didn't look up once until I asked
"Excuse me sir, would you like paper or plastic?" Slowly the magazine
lowered and his head raised. His right hand raised as well to remove his
baseball cap and as he spoke, my legs liquefied! "I'd like paper IN
plastic, if you don't mind Jimmy." The way he said my name, soft and
gently, friendly and caring it reminded me of..... "KEITH!!", I yelled out
at this man loud enough for the entire store to hear! Keith looked at me
and threw that gorgeous wide smile my way. I melted like a snowman
standing in Times square on a hot July afternoon! I broke my professional
code of conduct (If we even have one) by grabbing this nigga in my arms and
holding onto him like I was drowning in the sea and he was my life raft to
safety!
"When do you get off?", he asked. "In about an hour!" In reality
I was tempted to walk out with him then. he must have felt that in me
because he said, "I know what you are thinking, (he smiled) just be patient
and I'll come back after I drop off these groceries at the house and then
I'll come back and pick you up. Cool?" I was ecstatic and nodded in
joyful anticipation. He picked up his bags and I was hypnotized by the way
his ass and calves had developed. Shit, his whole body had changed and it
was a temple of sheer beauty!!
My remaining hour at work elapsed quickly and I normally would head
to the break room to change but today I raced to the parking lot to await
my prince charming. Then up he drove in his father's white convertible and
no sooner as my ass hit the leather seats, he pulled off and reminded me to
buckle up for safety. "So where do you want to go?", he asked. "First, I
need to get out of these funky ass work clothes." "True that!", he replied
in a seductive tone of voice. "You just wanna see me naked." "Boy you
ain't never lied! I ain't had no pleasure since that time with you before
I left..." So are you telling me you want to pick up from where we left
off?" "Hell yeah, don't you?" "That's all I've been thinking about since
that night together. How good you felt in my arms." "OK so this is what
we'll do..." He then laid out an agenda for the evening.
We arrived at his father's house. "So where's your dad?" "He's
away in Europe on business as usual." "So what are the chances you'll have
to leave early again?" "Nigga I ain't goin no where! I already spoke to
my mother and I transferred to school here. I decided to graduate and to
be with you here in Pittsburgh. Westinghouse ain't the best school in the
world but it's where you are and that's all that matters to me!" I kissed
him for that. We weren't even in the house yet and we were openly kissing
on the lawn! Once in the house, the fun began. The door closed and locked
and as soon as the latch sounded, buttons began to undo, zippers were
unzipped, shoes kicked off, socks pulled off, and bodies exposed! We stood
in the entry hall naked and obviously horny and FUCK!! We had a few years
of waiting for this moment held in and now it was time to let go! "Let's
go finish that shower.", Keith softly suggested. His muscular black ass
flexed with each step up as he climbed the stairs. His rock had melon
sized calves were perfect specimens for a workout magazine. Keith was my
own personal Greek god and I was going to worship him body, mind, and
soul!!
Again we stood in the shower stall and the water splashed our
bodies. As the water dripped from our bodies and flowed down the drain, so
did all the missing time between us. We were back where we left off.
Every emotion, every feeling, every desire, all intact!! Again we pressed
hard against each other, allowing our rigid man sized cocks to wrestle.
The added muscular definition added to the pressure and sensuality of the
grinding. My ass clenched and flexed as I gyrated and humped into him. He
humped back, holding firmly onto me hips. Then he let go and picked up the
soap and lathered up my nuts and cock. "Damn Jimmy, you have gotten pretty
big since the last time I felt you like this. He then pretended as if he
were dropping it by accident. He bent over to retrieve it and again his
ass, now ten times more muscular, ten times more firm, ten times more
sensual, and ten times more firmly pressed into my soap covered groin!
His ass crack was a wide chasm, the Grand Canyon of ass cracks
(smile) and my thick eight and a half inch prick fit perfectly along it's
length. He started pushing back into me, harder and harder and then he
started humping backwards faster and faster. I joined his rhythm and
fucked his ass crack like it was the meaning of life! I reached around and
grabbed his ten inch pole of power and started to travel along the shaft.
Up and down and around his head and under his balls. His knees buckled and
I held him up and continued to grind! He quickly regained his strength and
resumed standing of his own power. My hips began thrusting faster and
faster until that moment of no looking back was upon me! I felt my balls
expand and my cock double in rigidity and size as the stream of milky white
fluid shot from my cock up on his back and onto his neck! I unloaded as if
that was being saved from when we were interrupted before. Maybe I was(?).
I continued to hump until every drop was milked from my still hard
dick! I turned him around to now face me and I dropped to my knees before
him and without a hesitation, I engulfed his massive tent pole into my
cavernous mouth! I sucked on his pole like a baby sucking his mothers tit
for the milk of life! Keith had the milk I wanted, the milk I needed! I
alternated the amount of sucking pressure along with varied tongue motions
and ball licking...just enough to tease and tantalize him. I would then
make his cock disappear into the depths of my hungry mouth! His hair
tickled my nose and almost made me laugh and gag. His hips began to thrust
and I then knew it wouldn't be long now! Soon, I'd be fed~!
"Oh, shit Jimmy, suck my dick!!! Damn, that shit feels sooo
fucking good! I couldn't wait to get back to you.... Only you could do
this shit to me!! OOOoohhhhh!!! FUCK~!!!!" Then vesuvius erupted again!
This time it sprayed not our bodies but the inside of my mouth! I
swallowed what must have been four cup fulls of hot love protein!! After
licking his cock, which was still as hard as mine, dry of all droplets of
cum, we exited the shower, dried each other off, went to the bedroom and
proceeded to oil each other for a full body massage. We decided not to
take turns but rather to do each other together. We poured the cinnamon
scented oil into our palms and proceeded to rub it all over the warm flesh
of the other. The sensuous way in which we tickled and stoked each other's
bodies was magical. Our hands caressed and gently massaged each major
muscle group, followed by smaller groupings and areas.
This was a full sensory delight. To the sense of touch was the
pleasure of being touched by his gently hands. My entire body was
electrified each time his palms and finger tips made contact with any area
of my body. My own hands also were dancing in the playground of joy at
being able to touch a body so fine as his. My hands were lost in the
sensation of his soft silky skin as my own finger tips gently ran up and
down along varied parts of his finely chiseled body.
Our sense of smell was made drunk by the aroma of the cinnamon oil
mingled now with the odor of sweat and sexual desire. We both were in heat
and could smell pheromones emanating from the other making the lust and
desire increase with each new inhaled whiff of the air borne sexuality.
Sight, was delighted at being witness to the most gorgeous body
ever seen! Keith was gorgeous when we were younger but now, all of that
beauty was quadrupled!! His tall muscular body all glistening from the oil
and sweat beads running along the valleys made by his flexing and bulging
muscles. His entire physique was astounding and was perfectly symmetrical.
His cock was a good 9 inches when soft and a whopping 11 when hard! I
couldn't believe how big it had become in the few short years we were
apart! His balls also had grown larger and heavier. The way his weighted
nut sack hung down and swayed with each of his body's motions was truly a
sight to behold.
The low moans of pleasure as we caresses and seductively toyed with
each other was music to our ears. The sounds were preparations for the hip
slapping, ass pounding, louder orgasms moans soon to follow.
The air was filled with the cinnamon scented oil and was laced with
traces of man scent. So heavy was the scent that with each inhaled breath
our taste buds grazed upon the feast of sweet sweaty lustful cinnamon
treats that were air borne and strong enough to produce a flavor in one's
open mouth.
Through the carnival of sensory delight we strolled closer and
closer to the point of racing to the tunnel of love! My cock which had
been relatively soft during the initial massage was now surging with blood
and was rising like the sun at noon; strong, hot, and prominately visible
and inescapable! Keith moved back from me slightly and assisted me in
laying upon my back. His cock too was fully erect. That massive eleven
inch monument was like a light house standing proud atop the rocks below!
I wanted to blow him again, to taste the semen that had soothed my dry
throat nearly two hours ago. But Keith had something different in mind.
He took a handful of unscented oil and generously filled his cupped
palm. From his palm to my hard black shaft, the oil was poured. It felt
sooo damn good, the way his had smoothly glide up and down and the sound of
the slurps and smacks of his masturbating stroke upon my cock. "You
ready?", he asked. "Yes.", I replied even though I had no idea what to be
ready for. Keith then threw his leg over my stomach and sat there like he
was the one of those horse riding champions mounting the saddle. He then
moved back more and more until he was directly on top of my leaking dick.
With his right hand he reached behind him and gripped my cock. His hips
raised as his hand positioned my engorged fat ass bulb directly in line
with his chute!
He then slowly lowered..., until my dick and his ass hole kissed!
Slower and slower still he lowered. I felt the pressure of my head pushing
against his rebellious hole. It was hurting and refused to be so allowing
of the outsider but, in time it relaxed and felt a pleasure it had never
known before and so it opened. Penetration was achieved as my cock entered
his strong warm virgin ass. Every inch or so that entered was greeted with
a clench of his ass muscles. with each of those clenches, I fought the
urge to buck upwards. He was fucking teasing my and I wanted more ass!!!
Three, four, six, seven inches and made it in. Another to go and finally I
was buried up to my fucking dick hairs in my best friend's ass! I was
home!!
He stayed motionless, impaled upon my fuck pole, motionless. I
could have remained like this forever. But he again had other plans. His
hips began to rise and descend again. Up and down, up and down. Slowly at
first and the more his ass became adjusted to the size of the intruder, the
more he was free to play. After a few moments were were in full fuck mode!
I was fucking upwards as he was driving down. The level of cum in my balls
was growing and would soon seek the light of day, or in this case the dark
of ass (smile)!! "OOOhhh fuck, Keith you feel soooo damn good. Work that
azz boy work it!!!" Keith simply moaned in pleasurable agreement with my
praise of his masterfully working ass. We both were moaning now and the
climactic slope swung upwards. The peak point was nearing. "Ooooohhhh
fuck, oooohhh fuck , oooohhh GOD, oohhhhhhh uuummmm!!!
Shhhhiiiiiiitttttttt!!!", I began to fuck faster and faster upwards!!!
One thrust, Keith grabbed my shoulders for support. Two thrusts,
Keith leaned down to kiss me. Three, I curled my fucking toes. Four,
Keith threw his head back as the space shuttle size cock blasted off and
let forth a stream of HOT Jizz that arched up over my chest landing on my
forehead, nose, lips, chin, neck and trailed farther and father down to the
now dripping source, his still hard mammoth cock! Five thrusts and I too
was erupting! Blast after hot uncontrollable blast filled his ass cavity.
I wondered if he could feel the cum filling him up. When he moaned with
each shot, my answer was clear.
My body spasms quieted though my dick never softened! Keith pulled
up and off of the pole with a loud "SLLLUUURRRPPPPOP!!" and an equally loud
"SLLLLAPPPP" as my dick slapped my abs. He then fell prone on top of me.
Again our cocks pressed hard together. There soaked in cum, we fell asleep
in each others arms.
The End
What did you say? Oh No! We didn't fall right to sleep. We sucked and
fucked more for the next five hours until we could not physically produce
more cum!! Shit if we would have tried---cum dust would have coughed it's
way out! (smile)... It was then that we went to sleep in each other's cum
drenched arms. Like I said I was at home and like my grandparents use to
say, "Home is where your heart is!"