Date: Thu, 2 Dec 2010 07:13:51 -0800 (PST)
From: Mike <savantpn@yahoo.com>
Subject: Study Partner Chapter 4

Now for one of the saddest confessions of my life.  I was a fourteen year old
boy when this happened and all to concerned about what others thought.  Ron and
I played for another two months before I became too panicked to be with him
again.  I was terrified that someone else would find out about us so I cut off
all ties with him.  I am a terrible friend aren't I?  Oh, Ron if you're out
there I am so sorry and there hasn't be a second of my life when you weren't
with me.  I know I hurt you and the pain I caused you lives within me like a
heavy lead weight buried in my heart.  I am so sorry my tender friend.

It took me another seven years to find my courage and accept my attraction to
men.  What a confusing screwed up world I was raised into.

Mike


Chapter 4

Once cleaned I relaxed as Ron gently dried my face with an overly fluffy towel.
His attentions were heaven and as he finished he knelt down our bent knees
entwined and he kissed my lips with a wondrous tenderness.  My hands finally
worked the buttons to his shirt and once open my arms went inside and around his
fine young frame.  Our two bodies came together in a kneeling hug and I relished
the feeling of Ron's bulging genitals resting against my folded knee.  Never in
my dreams had I imagined such an erotic sensation as that of my rigid penis
brushing against the flesh of his leg.  My need had me gently swirling my dick
over his leg in small micro movements designed to bring my sensitive tip over
his silken skin.  It was insanely sensual and as we kissed my hands caressed the
smooth flesh of Ron's back.  He in turn ran his fingers through the hair of my
head then down my back and into the depression at the small of my back.  My
hands slipped under the roundness of his bottom and I pulled and lifted bringing
him closer as Ron's hand did the same to me... We rose into a kneeling hug
pressing into each other.  Ron's fondling of my bottom was insanely
intoxicating.

Ron held me close with one hand on the cheek of my ass while his other began to
caress the side of my face, then my neck and slowly traced imaginary lines over
my torso.  His fingers found my dime sized nipples and he teased one then the
other pinching and pulling.  My whole body seemed alive as each spot he tweaked
ignite new erotic auras.  The aroma of Ron's recently cleaned away cum hovered
in the air muted but still there and I thrilled wondering if he would taste
himself on all the bits he had sprayed or could at least scent himself upon my
naked body.  It was exceptionally wild to think of his sexual use of me and I
really got off as his lips grazed over me.  Backing away from our kiss I watched
him look down at my hard member.  His eyes dilated and the skin of his face
tightened as he watched my member fall over his.  He glanced at me quickly and
then returned his gaze to my penis as his hand took hold of the meat of my sex.
I was dizzy with carnal desire and following his vision I thrilled watching my
rod slipping through his closed fist.  It was deliriously delicious in a
disjointed kind of way.... I mean the seeing and the feeling were two different
things.  My balls gently swayed while sparks of electric sex shot through me as
the friction of Ron's hand built and built.  This coupled to the homo erotic
vision of a naked man in front of me holding my penis powered a sensual lewd
rhythm which moved me deeper into my sexual sea.

Ron's fist tightened on my shaft and with a firmer pressure he not only stroked
me but tugged my cock moving it forcefully left and right.  Ron was possessed
his vision as well as his lust focused completely on my sex.  I would have had
to reach out and physically lift his chin to shift his focus from my groin to my
eyes.  My hardened cock throbbed within Ron's grasp as I drank with abandon the
simmering fluid sensations of his sexually torrid manipulations of my dick and
nuts.  My carnal beast had taken over and I too was focused on fulfilling my own
need as I filled my eyes with his wicked fondling, thrusting myself with in his
grasp.  With a quick look up he gave me a mischievous half smile as he froze me
in place by clamping down evilly upon my shaft and stopping all of my motion.
His commanding control shouted that he, not me, was in charge of my pleasure.
My whole being shook as I realized how hot that had made me feel.  Just when I
thought it couldn't get any better he pressed his free hand into the middle of
my chest and pushed me backwards.  With me kneeling upon my own legs, naked ass
resting atop the heels of my feet his push bent me backwards into an almost
impossible arch but with the flexibility of youth my shoulders met the floor.
My legs were still folded beneath me and the tension in that position made my
body bow causing my erect manhood  to stand high and proud above the rest of
me.


I'll never forget the look of lust on Ron's face as his tongue wet his lips and
he bent to take me.  He still had a borderline painful hold of my rod and with a
maliciously playful smile he watched my face with his upturned eyes as he came
closer and closer to the mushroom head of my prick.  His smile broadened into a
lusting grin when he heard a gasp escape from me.  Then his lips met the tip of
my penis.  First in a kiss then with his tongue darting out he sampled what
taste I had to offer.  His tongue ran over its head and forcefully traveled
through the small slit at its peak picking up a drop of pre cum.  He pulled that
bit of me into his mouth and accessed its taste.  Next he came back up and in a
deep passionate kiss and forced his tongue deep into my mouth letting me sample
my excitement on his lips and tongue.  My eyes rolled back into my head as I
wondered how insanely arousing that bit of wicked play was... as we kissed I
tasted a hint of myself while his hand continued to pump my cock.  And in the
midst of that thought he broke away and went back down on me his warm mouth
surrounding just the soft pliant flesh at the tip of my dick.  My eyes shot open
wanting to see my cock in his mouth and again in a slightly out of phase instant
I watched my dick disappear into his mouth.  The wonderful feeling of warm moist
bliss surrounded my sex and I know my heartbeat slowed as I gave myself over to
that feeling for the first time in my life.

I tried to register each sensation but they came too fast and way too strong to
record separately.  Just when I thought I had reached a level plateau I felt
Ron's tongue moving over my shaft.  I tried to associate each wonderful frenetic
burst of pleasure with each spark of contact from Ron's tongue.  Thankfully I
quickly gave myself over to the cravings that Ron's knowing touch inflamed.  I
strained the bow of my body as I felt his suck bringing my meat deeper into his
mouth the enjoyment of his attention fueling my burning lust as I tried to drive
my tool deeper into Ron's mouth.  However with his fist around my shaft he had
all the control.  I loved how much like a sexual toy I felt under his
manipulations of my body.  I was just a part of his sexual fulfillment and that
made me feel like I was Ron's object to play with, Ron's to tease, his own
little sex object I just hoped he'd let me cum since he was in control of that
too.  Ron's free hand pressed between my legs and I succumbed like a wanton
whore and savored the sexual indulgences about me by spreading my legs as wide
as I could.  That opening of my legs made me feel like a slut and again I
realized that I loved how dirty that made me feel.


Ron then cupped my balls as he sucked.  That sensation along with all of his
other attentions brought me close to popping.  Ron was lost in his own lust of
sucking me off and I was getting off on how deeply swept away he was as he
lavished all his attentions on me.  That was when I began to shoot.  My own moan
sounded foreign to me as it was so deep and I found myself groaning over and
over again `I'm cuming, I'm cuming'.  Ron never released his grip and I saw and
felt it as he tasted my jizz.  So many firsts but then I twisted my face in a
sexual grimace as the excess leaked from Ron's lips and then slid down my shaft
like some thick oil based paint.  I really got off on that image and as I saw my
cum on his lips and my shaft I knew I want to kiss him so I could taste my own
cock on his lips.  What a stick mess that kiss was, erotic and repulsive in the
same instant.  At the pinnacle of this sexual adventure I knew I would forever
want to do this again with others.


We still had hours alone so naked and free we ran down a hall way headed for the
shower.  Nude and oh so sensuous Ron leaned in and turned the water on as I
looked over his fine frame tracing my eyes from his head down with a lingering
gaze over his back side and over his sparsely haired pubis.  Then together we
stepped in and let the hot water pour over us.  We embraced under the flow as
little rivulets of water ran between us trickling over our sex as we held each
other tight.  Body to body our lips locked in a deep kiss and our tongues
playing with the others.  In no time we were both hard again.  I'm sure the lust
I have today for sex with a guy was born from the feeling of my first days of
play with Ron.  I can't begin to describe how much I love the feel of a naked
man's body pressed to mine when his dick is thick and hard.  Ron and I ground
our manhood over each other and when our press became too tight our dicks would
splay off to the side with just the dark red mushroom heads of our cocks poking
out from between us.  Ron reached out and took a soft bath sponge and added soap
to it he then stepped back and looked at my nakedness.  He looked hard at my sex
and his scrutiny of my genitals rocketed my excitement higher.  I loved the
thought that my body was powering his lust.  His eyes drank in my nude form as
he languidly washed every bit of me.  The hot water, the gently scratchy sponge
and his knowing touch had put me into a hyper-erogenous state.  I gorged on the
attention he paid to my whole body but moaned and writhed at his lush care on my
stiff member and soft sensitive sac.


He supported much of my weight with one arm around my back as he soaped my shaft
in warm, long, slow strokes.  I needed his support as I gave myself over to how
his touch stimulated my body.  Ron soaped my torso, drew the sponge over my
nipples and torturously soaped a trail back to my cock and as he made contact
with it again he leaned in and kissed my ear lobe and whispered.  `Cum for me
Mike I want to see how high you can make it shoot.  I want to see how much you
cum and I want to feel it splash onto me.'  His touch became much more direct as
he stroked my shaft like only a man knows how to do and then I felt his tongue
explore my ear.  I couldn't take it and grabbed his head to bring his mouth to
mine.  Each second he brought me closer and I broke the kiss long enough to tell
him I was oh so very close.  He smiled a naughty smile at me then turned and
focused his attention to my penis increasing the pace of his stroke.  I looked
over at his rigid cock standing proud and it was then that Ron pressed that
soapy sponge between the cheeks of my ass pinching my body between his hand
stroking my dick and the one pressing the sponge.  I went up on tip toes as the
sponge touched my ass hole and lost it all as Ron invaded my ass it was then I
started to spurt.  Ron pumped and moaned a deep `oh yeah' and then leaned in for
another kiss as my spasms add my cum to the depraved spray of the shower.

It was Ron's turn and I positioned him in the spray then slowly pressed my body
into his forcing him against the wet tile.  We kissed deeply and as we did I
detached the shower head backing away slightly.  His body arched with his
shoulders on the tile.  What an erotic sight as his stiff cock stood rigid, hard
and upright.  I kissed and licked my way down his neck, his chest and over his
tummy on my way to it.  Once there I took him into my mouth and aimed the spray
from the shower head against his nuts.  An errant spray went up my nose and I
had to withdraw from his dick so instead I masturbated him with the spray from
the shower head.  I adjusted it to a harder spray tracing it over his
magnificent tool, so hard, so pale and such a wonderful signal of his lever of
arousal.  No other touch did I give him and watched as he tried to keep the tip
of his cock in the hardest part of the spray.  I loved his lost look as well as
his desperate attempt to seek satisfaction and when he looked like his need was
beyond his control his hand went to his own tool.  I slapped it away and knowing
that it was a more intense friction that he needed so cruelly I went to my knees
in front of him and let only my tongue touch him.  I kept the brush of it over
his penis too light to offer any substantial pleasure knowing it was only a
tease of what he really wanted and needed.

His standing body offered his sex as a wondrous ripe fruit and I sampled it with
a lick.  Far too gentle to give him the touch he so franticly needed and I loved
it as his only response was a whimper.  Another glancing brush had him mewing in
desperation and I relented taking just the tip into my mouth.  I closed tightly
around it swirling my tongue over the fleshy tip and down the head.  I devoured
him as I would a Tootsie Pop, licking away the candy coating to reach the gooey
prize at its center. I drove my tongue as hard against the sensitive underside
of his penis as I could, adding suction as I drew him in.  Down his shaft I
traveled and then back up increasing my pace with his need and my own, only my
mouth and tongue pleasuring him.  I don't know how long or how many strokes it
took but in this way I brought him to his ejaculation.  Even though he had cum a
short time before he still shot a massive load and as it came I swallowed some
and let the remaining spurts cover me.  It dripped on my face, my chest and
looking down I managed to let some of his squirts cover my still swollen
member.  The water disguised the warmth of his cum so since I could not feel it
I just watched it again feeling dirty beyond description and relishing every
twisted bit of it.

With the taste of him on my lips I came up and kissed him like before.
Wondering if the taste of his cock on my lips and in my mouth excited him as it
had done to me?  The water started to cool so we rinsed quickly and then grabbed
towels.  We stood side by side giggling and laughing in the joy of our sexual
bonanza.  I reached for my watch and sighed as I realized it was time for me to
get back to my house.  Once dried and redressed I headed to the door but before
Ron would open it we kissed and groped our good-bye adding... "My mom is heading
out of town on business next week!  Do you thing you can find a way to stay with
me while she is gone?  I might have a surprise for you because Randy, you know
Randy he was with me to day after your Art History class and he is going to come
over.  She'll be gone Tuesday through Friday."  My world was rocked as brilliant
pornographic images of three naked bodies rocketed through my head and of course
said yes immediately.