Date: Tue, 13 Sep 2011 14:31:05 -0700 (PDT)
From: doned88 <doned88@yahoo.com>
Subject: Spontaneous

Clyde loved to wrestle. He and Sammy rolled around in the backyard all the
time. As they grew their wrestling matches got wilder, nearly violent often
leaving both with bruises and even a black eye now and then.

Their matches were on the grass, in the water of Sammy's backyard pool, in
the bathroom under the shower or in the tub and in either one's bedroom
where they hung out.

Clothed or naked, their bodies seemed to need to cling to the other rolling
around, pinning, bulging muscles as their arms and legs intertwined and
their muffled groans and curses signaled their all out efforts.

Neither knew when the other would attack causing their parents to yell at
them to stop in the middle of the night when one was sleeping over at the
other's house.

As they matured their cocks hardened in the matches giving each other a
handle to grab during their willing conflicts.

Then on one night, Sammy attacked Clyde  plopping on top of him.

"Hush" he said "This will be fun" he gyrated rubbing his jockey clad hips
and his male glands it contained against Clyde .

"What the fuck are you doing?" Clyde  whispered loudly but he didn't push
Sammy off his nearly naked body.

He felt Sammy pull his underwear down and rub his cock. Then the sliding
resumed sending charges of energy through him that he had felt only when
encircling his own erection until it shot out his cum.

"Shit" He said expressing the enjoyment.

From that night on, their sleepovers repeated their body rubbing, moving
greased up cocks against bellies and each other. Their hands pulled each
other closer by clutching each other's buttocks. Their fingers slid between
to wrap around each other's ball sac to prolong their orgasms.

It was Clyde  who's fingers moved under Sammy to finger his butthole another
night not long after their new wrestle like fun began.

"Yea" Sammy said encouraging the new sensation. Clyde  assumed his friend,
like him, had stuck a finger inside now and then when masturbating.

He felt Sammy mirror his action in future sessions.

No longer were they limited to overnight sessions. Their wrestling seemed
to move more and more in that direction despite location or time of day.

"Fuck" Sammy said in one midnight session.

"Yea" Clyde  said feeling his body getting close to the first eruption of
the night. They had tried to do more and more each time now, seeking
delayed orgasms.

"Fuck man fuck me" Sammy said

Clyde lay there not sure what to do. He felt his cock grabbed as Sammy rose
to his knees and straddled him. The cock entered Sammy's asshole with his
guidance.

He looked up at his friend seeing the intense expression he had illuminated
by the street light through his bedroom window.

As his cock felt the tightness, Sammy's face wrinkled, his lips moving his
throat causing a mutter Clyde  couldn't understand.

"Don't worry, when we're through I'm gonna fuck you too" Clyde  smiled as he
promised.

Clyde  lay there not sure what he should do. Sammy moved in a rocking motion
fucking himself on Clyde's cock. His hands moved over his naked body then
to Clyde's chest grabbing his nipples and using them as handles to help him
rock.

Clyde  gasped not able to control his body. Sammy was hurting him and giving
him pleasure. It wasn't the first time.

When once during their wrestling matches, he had blushed when his cock
revealed his excitement and later when he relished grabbing Sammy's while
he too grabbed back, now something else was happening.

Clyde  arched his back as muscles inside him moved without his conscious
control. Opening his eyes he saw Sammy looking upward his eyes open. Clyde
felt his body erupt up inside his friend's body. He was fucking his best
friend.

Sammy lay on top of him now, quiet, breathing heavy but not moving. Clyde's
hands moved down his smooth sides and over his equally smooth buttocks. His
cock was still inside but he felt it moving either of its own accord or by
Sammy's intestinal easing it out.

A pop was heard as his cock appeared in the cool night air.

"You ready?" Sammy said in his ear.

"Not yet" Clyde  said

"Yea right" Sammy moved placing himself below Clyde  and grabbing his
ankles. "I'm gonna fuck you hard" he promised.

Clyde wasn't sure what to do. He had fucked the other but it wasn't his
conscious desire. But feeling the warmth tight grasp of Sammy's anal
cavity, he discovered the pleasure. Watching Sammy's face he knew he was
giving his best friend a kind of pleasure not previously offered.

The cock seemed to move inside him easily. His butthole was dilated either
by Sammy's fingers earlier or his excitement. It slid into him and Clyde
felt it move along his intestines past his sphincter and as far as it's
length would go.

"I've been wanting to do this since we were kids" Sammy grinned in an
almost evil way. The fucking began as promised, hard and fast. Clyde  closed
his eyes, seeing himself naked with Sammy in the back yard when they were
ten, his mother yelling at them.

He felt the strong arms around him, the legs that pinned him, and the skin
that rubbed against him. His body was charged with the cock that pumped in
and out of him.

In the light of the night, he saw the undulating muscles of Sammy above him
as his friend fucked him like a whore or what he imagined that might be.

They had watched women getting fucked in porn video, even watched bisexual
scenes and fumbled with their own excited penis, moving into a supposed
innocent wrestling match afterwards.

Clyde knew now what he had feared then as his body became the tool of
Sammy's sexual desires.

He curled his body and reached out to feel his friend's legs. It was
awkward but somehow intensified the sensations.

"Yea squeeze it tighter bitch" Sammy hissed. Clyde  flexed his butthole and
heard Sammy curse. He lay back and kept grabbing Sammy's cock when he tried
to pull it backwards. Each time Sammy cursed him and pushed his cock back
in even harder then he had earlier.

Clyde thought he felt the cock inside him expand more, sending some
forgotten pain feelings through his body. Then Sammy fell forward on top of
him again.

Clyde felt cool air brush across his butthole. He knew Sammy's cock had slid
out of him, now too soft to fill up his insides.

"Shit" Sammy said "You're a hot bitch"

Clyde laughed "Who you calling a bitch bitch?"

Then Sammy moved his head.

Clyde had never thought about it before. But now he did it, as if he had.

Their lips met, their tongues dove inside and their hands clutched, each
revealing their love and need for the other.

Clyde knew they would fuck again.

Sammy planned on it to happen later that night.