Date: Fri, 26 Jul 2002 05:51:35 -0700
From: DARK DRAGON <draconiousnoctem@hotmail.com>
Subject: That Special Summer Chapter Two

DISCLAIMER: This story involves teenaged boys engaging in homosexual
activities. Anyone offended by this subject should not read on any
further. This story depicts episodes of unprotected sex, and should not be
interpreted as an endorsement for any unsafe sexual practices. Condoms
should always be used when engaging in any high-risk behavior.

Any comments, suggestions, or criticisms should be sent directly to the
author at THE_DARK_DRAGON@HOTMAIL.COM

That Special Summer
Chapter 2
Best of Friends

After our first sexual experience, George and I didn't see each other for
about a week. I didn't see him around, he didn't call, and I was worried
that I wouldn't hear from him again. I thought maybe the fact that we had
sex together, had some how destroyed our friendship.

I finally got up enough nerve to go over to his house, planning on having a
face to face confrontation with him to find out what was wrong. I started
walking to his house, and it was the longest walk I had ever taken. On the
way, I planned out how the conversation might go, trying to make allowances
for every possibility. I finally decided that the worst that could happen
would be that he never wanted to see me again. In that case, I decided
suicide was probably the only solution. At that moment, I realized that I
was in love with George. I wasn't just fascinated with sex-- I truly loved
him. What I thought was teenage lust, was really teenage love. I just had
to find a way to tell George how I felt.

It took me over an hour to make the fifteen-minute walk to his house. I
couldn't have dragged my feet any slower. As I approached his front door, I
pulled out all of my courage and knocked meekly. George's mother opened the
door and smiled down at me. I finally found my voice, and asked to see
George. His mother responded by telling me that his uncle had died, and
that he and his father had gone out of town for the funeral.

I have never again in my life felt such a wave of relief rush over me. The
problem wasn't me; the problem was simply a family emergency. I had blown
the situation completely out of proportion. I thanked his mom for the
information, and asked her to have him call me when he got home. I don't
think my feet even touched the sidewalk on the way home I was so happy.

I spent the next several days deciding how I would deal with George when he
got home. When I was out riding my bike all I could think about was George
coming home. While I was doing my chores, all I could think about was
George. When I was doing nothing at all, I was thinking about George. I
managed to handle my loneliness during the day without too much difficulty,
but at night I felt truly alone. When I went to bed, my thoughts turned
immediately to George. Only at night, the thoughts were sexual, pleasurable
thoughts. Which caused me to have an immediate, almost painful erection. I
would lie in bed, and slowly side my foreskin up and down my hard shaft,
until pre cum would ooze out of the tip. Then I would spread the pre cum
over my cock head and slide my hand all over the sensitive head. I would
fantasize that George was sucking on my dick while I rubbed it. Once I
reached that point, I usually couldn't hold off any longer, and I would
shoot my load of boy cum all over my stomach and chest. Once I finished
shooting, I would scoop the jism up in my hand and put it into my mouth. I
liked to roll it around in my mouth, pretending that I had just sucked
George off.

I really missed having him butt fuck me, so I tried using cucumbers on my
hot ass. I was able to massage my prostate with them, and bring myself to
orgasm, but it wasn't like having his hard dick in me. Besides, my mom kept
the cucumbers in the refrigerator and they were cold!

Two days later, when I was getting ready to go bike riding, I opened the
garage door, and George was standing there smiling. My spirits soared and
all I could do was smile right back at him. I felt an incredible surge of
energy flow through me, and I knew once again that I was in love. I grabbed
him and pulled him to me, hugging him tightly. I tried to kiss him, but he
pushed me away, reminding me the garage door was open and the neighbors
could easily see us. I told him fuck the neighbors, but he reminded me that
we still had to live in the neighborhood, and we didn't want the neighbors
knowing what went on between us. The last thing either of us wanted was a
nosy neighbor seeing us, and then telling our parents what they saw. I
pulled George into the garage and quickly closed the overhead door.

Once our privacy was assured, I again pulled George to me and began kissing
him like he had never been kissed before. I snaked my tongue into his mouth
and down his throat so fast he couldn't keep up with me. All I knew was
that I wanted him, and it had to be now! I could feel George's hard cock
pressed up against mine while I kissed him, so I knew he felt the same way
I did. I reached down and squeezed his cock through his denim jeans, and he
did the same to me. We were both breathing heavily, and I managed to
whisper in his ear how much I missed him and that I wanted to fuck his
brains out right then. He laughed, and told me that he didn't expect to
come home and be raped in a garage. We both laughed. I reached for George's
waist and tried to unbutton his jeans. He grabbed my hand and said, "Not
here, lets find somewhere more private and more comfortable." I agreed, and
suggested the basement playroom. He asked if my mom was home, and I told
him that she had already gone out for the day. He grabbed my hand, and
literally dragged me into the playroom.

Once there, he wasted no time pulling my shirt off over my head. Once freed
from the shirt, I removed his. I pulled him to me, and as I kissed him, I
felt him rubbing his hard nipples over my chest. He bent down, and allowed
his saliva-slicked tongue to slide down my chest and begin circling my
pointy, hard nipples. He gently sucked first one then the other into his
hot and steamy mouth. He then began nibbling on them as though they were
some exotic delicacy to be eaten and savored. All I could do was moan my
pleasure as he worked me over. Once he had my nipples completely hard and
throbbing, he returned his mouth to mine. He drove his tongue between my
lips and into my mouth in one fluid motion. He began to slowly tongue fuck
my mouth. As I opened my mouth to let him in, I felt his hand making it's
way down my stomach to my waist. Once there, he deftly unbuttoned my pants
and allowed them to drop to the floor. My cock was tenting out of my shorts
demanding his attention. He grasped my dick through the thin material, and
began massaging it along with my hot nuts. He stroked my rod slowly, using
only his fingertips to stroke and pleasure me. Once again, all I could do
was moan in pleasure as he teased me.

I regained a slight amount of composure, and allowed my hands to reach for
and successfully unbutton his pants. They fell immediately to the floor,
and I was startled to see that George was not wearing underwear. His big
dick was sticking straight up in the air, pointing directly at my face. A
fair amount of pre cum was dripping from his piss slit. I grabbed his cock
head and smeared the pre cum all over it, making it slick and shiny. He
moaned softly as I stroked his hard meat. After a few minutes of stroking,
he pushed my hand away as he reached for my jockey shorts. His thumbs slid
easily into my waistband, and with one quick motion, he had my shorts down
around my ankles. Rising quickly, he grasped my hard dick, pulled the
foreskin tightly back, and swallowed my cock. He began a rapid up and down
motion, while applying exquisite suction to my stiff meat. His work on my
dick drove me right over the top, and I unloaded the biggest load of sperm
I had ever shot in my entire life. Jet after powerful jet of white, hot,
boy cream filled George's mouth, and he swallowed all of it. Not a single
drop of cum escaped from his lips. All the while, he continued sucking
greedily on my shooting meat. After the last jet of cum had shot from my
dick, I had to pull my softening cock from his mouth. He didn't want to let
go. He stood up, and told me that he had missed me terribly, and didn't
want us to be apart again for the rest of the summer. I assured him that I
felt the same, and that we would do whatever it took to make sure we spent
the rest of the summer together. I then slid down onto my knees, and began
licking the pre cum from the tip of George's dick. I tongued the entire
length of his shaft, and then licked his nut sack too. After that, I raised
up just enough to get his cock head into my mouth. He let me stroke and
suck his meat for just a few minutes and then he pulled his dick out of my
mouth, pulling me to my feet. He told me that he didn't want to cum in my
mouth, in fact he didn't want a blowjob at all. He looked me straight in
the eyes, and I knew what he really wanted. He wanted to fuck me. I looked
down at his throbbing organ, and I knew my ass wanted to be fucked as badly
as he wanted to fuck it. I watched as he slowly stroked his dick, and then
I noticed the cute smile that had come over his face. He finally stopped
smiling long enough to tell me that he really wanted to fuck my tight
little asshole. I smiled back at him and wordlessly nodded my head in
agreement.

George took me by my limp dick, and led me over to the pool table. He
instructed me to bend all the way over it, so my stomach was on the table,
and my abdomen was on the bumper rail. This position placed my asshole
almost directly in line with his big cock. He came up behind me, and placed
his hot prick in the crack of my ass. He slowly drew back and pushed
forward sliding his hard meat up and down between the cheeks of my ass. I
felt his pre cum lube my cheeks with every stroke. He backed away, and
picked up his pants from the floor. Without a word, he pulled out a small
tube of lube from one of the pockets. He dropped the pants and removed the
cap from the tube. I watched intently as he squeezed some lube out onto his
fingers. I felt his hand on my ass, and before I realized it, he had a
finger completely up my ass. I thought to myself, that maybe all that time
spent with the cucumbers was going to pay off. My ass was able to take
three of his fingers rather quickly and without much difficulty. He spent a
few minutes massaging my prostate, and before I knew it I was leaking pre
cum out of my now hardening dick. I told him to stop, that I didn't want to
leave cum stains on the pool table. He removed his fingers, and went into
the bathroom. He emerged a few moments later with a shower towel in
hand. He tossed me the towel, and told me to lie on it. I laid the towel
out on the pool table and then resumed my previous position, with my ass up
in the air. He once again put lube into his hand, but this time he coated
his stiff rod with it. He came up on me from behind, and plunged his cock
deeply into my ass in one fast push. I was startled, and my asshole
instinctively grabbed his dick like a vise grip. He moaned, and told me
that my ass was the very best. He slowly began the usual in and out motion
of a good butt fuck. I felt every inch of every stroke, and his cock head
was rubbing my prostate. The pushing and pulling in my ass caused my dick
to harden completely and start leaking lots of pre cum from the swollen
head. I was unable to reach my cock to stroke it because of my positioning
on the pool table, so I settled for rubbing it on the towel I was laying
on. I started pushing back with my ass to meet George's strokes, and I
could feel his dick swelling in my ass. He leaned over me so his chest was
on my back, and I could feel his nipples pressing into my hot sweaty
skin. He brought his mouth up to my left ear, and sucked my earlobe into
his mouth. As his cock pushed faster and deeper into my ass, he began to
bite on my earlobe. Having my earlobe bitten was a new experience for me,
and it sent chills up and down my spine. George pumped his meat faster and
faster in and out of my hot ass, and finally he pushed in as far as he
could go. I felt his pubic hair crush against my ass cheeks, and then felt
the first shot of his boiling hot boy juice squirt into my steamy
ass. George hollered, as more and more jism shot into me. I squeezed my ass
muscles as hard as I could to make my grip on his dick as tight as
possible. As he finished shooting his huge load of cum into my ass, he
pulled me off of the pool table and back onto him. With his raging cock
deeply embedded in me, I was standing up on both feet when he reached
around my waist and wrapped his sweaty hand around my rigid cock. He
grabbed it just below the head, and pulled the foreskin back. He then
repositioned his hand on my cock head, and pumped my cock with his hand
until the thick white cum shot out of my dick. When I had finished shooting
my load, I looked down and saw that George's hand was completely covered in
my boy juice. He brought his hand to my mouth, and fed me my own sperm. It
tasted good, and I could have eaten a whole lot more, but unfortunately,
there wasn't any more. He then slowly withdrew his now softened prick from
my ass, and turned me around to face him. He then kissed me squarely on the
lips. He told me I was the best fuck he had ever had, and from now on the
only fuck he ever wanted. I learned the true meaning of the word ecstasy in
that moment.

We both picked up our clothes from the floor, and headed for the shower. We
showered together, taking time to enjoy soaping each other up. We both got
hard again, and so we decided to make the most of the soap by jacking each
other off. We both shot off small loads, and laughed as we watched our boy
seed float down the drain.

We dried each other off with big fluffy towels, and quickly dressed. I
asked George if he wanted to go bike riding and he said yes. We went out to
the garage and got my bike and I walked, pushing my bike all the way to
George's house. Once there, he got his bike and we were off. We followed
our usual route through the neighborhood, stopping to talk to other friends
along the way. We finally made our way out the backside of town, and
stopped at the local truck stop. I went there frequently to get air for my
bike tires. George suggested we go in for a Coke, and I quickly agreed.  As
we entered the cafe part of the truck stop, Sue, the waitress who always
served me, smiled, waved, and hollered out hi to us. We went over to the
counter and found two unoccupied stools and sat down. We looked over the
menu, and when Sue came over to us, we ordered two Cokes. We sat talking
while we sipped our sodas. We discussed life in general and our new
relationship specifically. I tried to explain to George how I felt about
him, but found myself floundering for words. I think I finally conveyed to
him what I was trying to say. He turned on his barstool to face me, and
discretely took my hand and squeezed it. He then said he understood how I
felt and told me he also felt the same way about me. I never heard happier
words in my life. I my spirits soared.

We continued talking about things in general, and I noticed that the cafe
was starting to get crowded. Lots of truck drivers were stopping for an
afternoon break. George mentioned that there were several of the drivers
who were really good looking. He pointed out two in particular who were
sitting in a booth directly across from us. I was able to see them clearly
from where I was sitting. They were speaking in very low tones, and were
leaning in toward each other. I could see under the table, and noticed that
one of them had his shoes off, rubbing his foot up and down his partner's
leg. I pointed this out to George, who almost fell off his barstool trying
to get a better look at the goings on. We finally stopped staring at the
truckers, and returned to our sodas and conversation.

We finished our Cokes, and got up to leave. I paid for the soda, while
George leaned against the wall and stared at the gay truckers. We were just
about out the door, when I realized I needed to go to the bathroom. I told
George I needed to piss, and headed for the men's room. He followed me into
the bathroom. We had the bathroom to ourselves and I stepped up to the
nearest urinal. George quickly pulled up to the one beside me. I was
wearing a pair of jeans that were too small for me, so I had to unbutton
them and slid them down to be able to get to my cock. This left my ass
uncovered.  George just unzipped his, and fished out his cock.  He finished
first, squeezing his dick from base to head and shook it to remove the last
drops of piss from the head. I watched as he squeezed his cock, and noticed
that mine was starting to harden. I quickly looked away, finished pissing,
and skinned my foreskin back so I could shake all the piss from it. George
quietly slipped up behind me, and stuck his hand under my ball sack and
grabbed my semi-erect dick. I was shocked, and my cock went limp
immediately. George laughed, and I blushed. I quickly removed his hand from
my limp member, and reminded him that we were in public. He kind of
chuckled and smiled, and told me he would help me get it hard again
later. I silently promised myself that I would never again drop my pants
below my butt when taking a leak when George was around, at least not in a
public bathroom.

We left the cafe, and rode our bikes back into town. We stopped in the park
near our own neighborhood, and stretched out in the grass. The warm
afternoon sunshine felt good on my skin, and after all the biking, I really
needed a rest. As we lay there, we started talking about George's recent
trip. I asked him if he had known his uncle well, and he replied that he
had. He told me that he spent at least a couple of months every summer with
his uncle's family. His uncle's wife had died two years ago in a car
accident, and his uncle was raising his son by himself. He told me his
cousin Bobby was a year older than him, and seemed to be coping well with
his mother's death, but now losing his father was just too much for him to
handle. George then dropped a bomb on me, when he told me Bobby was coming
to live with George and his family. A thousand different thoughts ran
through my head, but foremost in my mind was the idea that Bobby would put
one big kink in our newfound relationship. I was worried.

George obviously saw the worried look on my face, and reached over and took
my hand, pulling it to the side of his face. He looked me directly in the
eyes, and told me not to worry, that nothing would change between us. In
fact, things would probably get better since Bobby was the one who taught
him everything he knew about sex. He also told me that Bobby said there
were still some things he wanted to teach him. My mind was racing with the
possibilities, and I felt better about the whole situation in general. When
I was finally able to think and talk again, I had only one question. I
wanted to know when Bobby would be moving in. George looked over at me, and
told me they were picking him up from the airport tomorrow. I just stared
at him.

I couldn't find anything to say, so I suggested that we head home since it
was getting late. George agreed and we mounted our bikes, and headed
home. I dropped him at his house and then headed home. I didn't eat much at
dinner, and my Mother asked me if I was feeling all right. I responded that
I was fine, just tired from a day of biking. She suggested that I call it
an early night and get some sleep. I agreed. After the chores were done, I
went out back on the patio and stretched out in a chaise lounge chair by
the pool. I just planned on spending a few minutes unwinding from a very
eventful day. I knew that if I didn't spend some time relaxing, there was
no way I would be able to sleep that night.

I must have been more tired than I thought, because I dozed off, and I
awoke to the sensation of something massaging my soft dick. I slowly opened
my eyes, and there was George, staring at me while his hand wormed its way
into my pants. His hand had slipped up the leg of my shorts, and his
fingers gripped my ball sack. His hand was gently pulling and twisting on
my sack while his hot lips made their way up to mine. He rubbed his tongue
across my lips, and when I parted them, he stabbed his tongue into my mouth
and down my throat. He was hot, but I think I was hotter. I grasped the
back of his head and pulled him fiercely to me. I wanted his tongue as far
down my throat as it could possibly go. While he tongue fucked my throat,
his hand found my now erect cock and began stroking it. He gripped my
foreskin and pulled it back tightly. With his free pinkie, he stroked the
sensitive underside of my cockhead. He knew exactly what to do to make me
his sex slave. He withdrew his tongue from my mouth and said, "Let's fuck!"
I wanted him more at that moment than I ever had wanted him before. I
started to pull his shirt off, when he reminded me we were out in the back
yard and my parents might discover us at any moment. With panting breath, I
told him he had to stay the night. He agreed, telling me he had already
told his parents he was staying. We got up from the chaise, and headed for
the house. George laughed at me and pointed to my shorts. My erection was
obvious as it pushed out the front of my shorts. George suggested we sit at
the patio table until my erection subsided. I agreed. When I was more in
control of myself, we went inside and I let my parents know that George was
spending the night. My Mom offered us some snacks and popcorn, but we both
declined. Instead, we grabbed two Cokes from the refrigerator and headed
upstairs to my bedroom.

Once inside the bedroom, I turned and locked the door. When I turned back
around, George was already naked and fully erect. It couldn't have gotten
any harder than it already was. George jumped at me, and literally tore my
T-shirt off my body. In the next instant, both of his hands were hooked in
the waistband of my shorts, pulling them down around my ankles. My hard on
slapped George in the face as he kneeled down to pull the shorts off my
ankles. He instructed me to lift my feet so he could get the shorts
completely off of me.

While George was on his knees, I suggested that maybe he could do something
with the hard piece of meat sticking out from my crotch and slapping him in
the face. My foreskin was still covering my cockhead, and he reached his
hand around the shaft and skinned it back. As the foreskin retracted, the
sensitive pre cum coated cockhead was completely exposed. George bent his
head towards my prick, and lightly licked the pre cum from the head. My
cock jumped at his touch. With his hand, he began stroking my hot, hard
shaft up and down. I had to pull away from his touch, as I knew I would
shoot my load way too soon if I didn't. I told him to stop touching me,
that I needed time to regain some degree of control or I would shoot too
soon and ruin the rest of the evening. He squeezed the head of my cock
between his thumb and first finger, and I immediately found myself much
more in control, not feeling the urge to cum quite so strongly. I stepped
back and tried to catch my breath. After several minutes, I thought I was
once again fully in control of my body, and ready to continue the
adventure.

I stepped over to George and wrapped myself around him. I pulled his entire
body tightly to mine, feeling his dick pulsing against my ball sack. I
pushed him back onto the bed, and climbed over him. My mouth found his cock
sticking straight up into the air, and quickly sucked it in. He gasped in a
breath as his inflamed dick slid down my throat. I licked the shaft while
my throat muscles squeezed the head. I drew back until just the head was in
my mouth. My soft tongue worked its' way around the hot velvety cockhead,
licking the pre cum from the piss slit, and then found its' way to the
groove under the head. I applied pressure with my tongue, and he groaned
with the pleasure. I lifted my mouth from his dick and he begged me to
continue. I told him to hold on, that I wanted to suck his nuts as well. I
ran my tongue from his cock head down the shaft to his hairless balls. I
lapped gently at his scrotum and then took the entire sack into my mouth. I
ran my tongue around the sack and sucked lightly on his balls. I then tried
to swallow his entire nut sack, without success. He pulled himself from my
mouth, and told me I was getting much better at giving head. I was pleased
to hear his compliment. I told him I wanted to suck him dry, to eat all of
the hot, sticky sperm he could shoot. I then leaned over and swallowed his
throbbing tool, once again. I sucked his cock like I had never sucked it
before. I swirled my tongue around the swollen head, and licked the pre cum
oozing from the piss slit. I ran my tongue underneath his cockhead, and
started to bite gently on the area just under his piss slit, where the head
is attached to the shaft. I could feel the throbbing of his dick as I
worked my mouth down his shaft, allowing my tongue to slide over his cum
tube. Finally, I had his entire dick in my mouth, sliding down my
throat. My nose was buried in his red pubic hair, and as I breathed in, all
I could smell was the musk scent of his maleness. More pre cum leaked from
his cock, and I hungrily ate every drop. His pre cum tasted good on my
tongue. Sometimes it tasted salty, and other times it tasted sort of
sweet. This time is tasted like a combination of both flavors. No matter
how it tasted, I knew I would always love the taste of his cum.

I continued the up and down pumping motions on George's cock, while
applying more and greater suction with each slide of my mouth. He was
having an awesome time, grabbing my ears and forcing his penis further and
further down my throat. I accepted it willingly, and again began massaging
his hard nuts with my hands. He hollered out when I squeezed his nuts
tightly, and pulled my mouth all the way up his shaft. I felt the final
pulse of his cock head, and knew that cum was on the way. I pulled my mouth
back so his meat was resting on my tongue, and continued to suck. In
seconds, George's boy meat was pouring hot sticky juice into my mouth by
the bucketful. I swallowed as fast as I could, but some of the white semen
leaked from around my lips. It slowly slid down his dick, making it's way
to his hairless nut sack. I continued swallowing over and over, until
George was spent and his cock was softening and shrinking in my mouth. I
held his meat in my mouth until it was completely limp, and then slowly
pulled my mouth from it. I cleaned every spot of cum from his shaft as I
withdrew my mouth from him. Once his cock was out of my mouth, I proceeded
to lick the sperm from his nut sack. I slid my tongue under his sack and
lifted it into my mouth to make sure I didn't miss a drop. I gave his nuts
a few gentle sucks before releasing them. George continued to lie on his
back on the bed, and slowly recover from the blowjob I had just given
him. I repositioned myself so I was lying next to him, side by side. He
reached over and pulled my face to his and began kissing me erotically. I
allowed the small amount of sperm I had been saving in my mouth to trickle
into his. I could feel his tongue rolling the dick juice around the inside
of his mouth, as he continued to French kiss me. I ran my hand down his
stomach and abdomen, and captured his now limp cock in my hand. I started
to manipulate it, and George told me to forget it. He said that he had cum
so hard that his dick probably wouldn't get hard for a week. I laughed, and
said I didn't think so.

He finally recovered from his intense orgasm, and turned his attention to
me.  He took both of my nipples in the fingers of his hands, and rolled and
squeezed them both until they were hard and pointy. Then he took them one
at a time into his mouth and sucked and tongued them, causing them to swell
even more. With each suck and lick on my nipples, my desire grew. Soon, I
was writhing on the bed. George started to slowly slide his tongue down my
chest towards my navel. When he got there, he gave it a tongue bath like it
had never had before. He drilled his tongue so far into my navel that I
thought it would pierce through my back. The sensations permeating my body
were indescribable. I lifted my butt up into the air, causing George's
tongue to be driven even deeper into my navel. As his tongue drove deeper,
I felt a strange sensation start in my solar plexus. It radiated over my
entire stomach and genitals, almost making me shoot my hot load. My cock
swelled up so hard that my foreskin peeled back all by itself, revealing my
inflamed glans, which was coated in, shiny, wet pre cum. I had leaked so
much juice, that it was now dripping down my shaft and pooling on my nut
sack. George removed his mouth from my overly excited navel, and quickly
worked his way down my abdomen to my blazing dick. He clutched my pre cum
coated shaft, and leaned over to lick the shiny tip. In one swirl, he
removed all the pre cum from the head of my cock and slipped his tongue
into the groove underneath. He cleaned the pre cum from the groove, and
pulled my foreskin up over the cock head, trapping his tongue between the
head and foreskin. He wiggled his tongue, and I almost shot my load right
then. He removed his tongue and slid it down my shaft. When he got to the
base, he allowed his tongue to lap up the pre cum which had pooled on my
nut sack. He finished licking up my pre cum, and released my dick.

George then began moving around to reposition himself. When he was done, he
was straddling my cock, with his knees on either side of me.  It finally
dawned on me that he intended to have me fuck him. I had thought about it
many times of course, but never followed up on the idea. I wasn't quite
sure how to fuck someone, but I was so hot that I was willing to try right
now. I figured that since I had been fucked, I could probably do a half way
decent job of it myself.

I told George that I didn't know what to do, and he told me he would talk
me through it, one step at a time. He grabbed the tube of lube from the
night stand drawer, and handed it to me. He told me to put some on my
finger and work it slowly into his ass. I did exactly as he said, and I
soon found myself finger fucking him. After a few minutes, I felt his ass
loosen, and he told me to add a second finger to his ass. I did so, and he
merely moaned with pleasure. Again I felt his ass loosen up and he had me
add a third finger to his hot asshole. I proceeded to finger fuck him with
all three fingers fully inserted into him, until he told me to stop. He
said he was ready for the real thing now. He put lube on my cock, and used
his had to spread it all over the head and shaft.  He then leaned over my
chest, raising his butt up. He wiggled himself down until my cock was
sliding up the crack of his ass. He rode my dick this way for just a few
strokes, each time with my cockhead sliding over his puckered asshole,
making my whole cock throb and leak more pre cum. Finally, he asked me if I
was ready to penetrate him and I said yes.

George told me to hold still and he would take care of getting my meat into
his asshole.  I nodded my agreement and just lay there waiting for what
ever was next. He got my cockhead up against his hot hole, and very slowly
sat down on my dick. I couldn't help but push upward; the feeling was so
intense. He told me to slow down, because he had never been fucked before
and didn't want his asshole ripped to shreds. I never thought that he might
be an ass virgin, because he seemed to know so much about sex.

I stopped my upward pushing, and allowed him to control both the speed and
depth of penetration. His asshole was so tight, that I didn't even have to
pull my foreskin back with my hand. His asshole pushed it back for me.
With some heavy breathing, and precisely timed breath holding, he was
finally able to sit completely down on my cock. It felt extraordinary! The
sensuous feeling of his ass squeezing my dick and my dick swelling and
pulsing in his ass was unimaginable. I had to fight with myself to keep
from losing my load up his hole.

I took several deep breaths, and tried to think about anything except my
cock being squeezed. I finally got myself under control, and told George I
was ready to continue. He said he was also ready, his ass fully stretched
by my stiff meat. He began bucking up and down on my dick. I in turn,
thrust my cock deeply into his ass, until my scant amount of pubic hair was
squished up against his ass cheeks. George was moaning and groaning and
withering all over my crotch. I was making gurgling noises in my throat,
and grinding my pelvis all over his ass. The harder I pushed into his ass,
the more bobbing up and down his cock did. With one extraordinary push, I
hit his prostate and triggered his orgasm. His cum went flying all over. I
kept my mouth open, and was able to catch a few jets of his boy juice and
swallow them down. The rest of his juice flew onto my face, into my hair,
and all over my chest and stomach.

Once he started shooting his hot juice, his ass began to spasm
uncontrollably. I found my prick being crushed by George's ass muscles, and
oh God was I enjoying it. My dick swelled one last time, and I began
unloading my jism into his hot asshole. I pumped jet after jet of white
hot, sticky cum into his asshole. I could feel the hot juice squishing
around my pulsing meat. He kept his ass muscles tightened down, so none of
my juice would leak from him. I couldn't believe how tight his sphincter
clutched my meat. After what seemed like an eternity, I finally finished
injecting my sperm into his rectum. I had never experienced any orgasm like
this one. He continued sitting on my meat as it softened and became
limp. It slipped out of his hole, and a flood of semen was released. I soon
had sticky sperm all over my cock nut sack, thighs, and belly. George
raised himself off of me, and allowed the contents of his ass to drain on
my chest. He then leaned over me and licked up every drop of my boy juice
from off of my skin. Once done, he planted his lips on mine and kissed me
deeply. I was able to taste my own seed, and it had a pungent, but not
unpleasant taste.

George stretched out along side me, and I asked him if he wanted to
shower. He replied that he was too worn out, and besides, he wanted to feel
the remaining cum trickle out of his ass. Then he kissed me and said we
could shower together in the morning after my parents left. I reached my
arm under his neck, and pulled his head to my chest. I gently stroked his
ear and kissed his forehead. The wonderful aroma of boy sweat and boy cum
hung in the bedroom. I thought it smelled better than any air freshener
did.

I asked him how I had done with fucking him, and he told me that he had a
sensational time. He told me he thought that losing his ass virginity would
be painful, but that he couldn't remember anything but the delirious waves
of pleasure as they washed over and over him. I was very contented knowing
that I had not caused him any pain. He asked if I enjoyed my first fuck,
and I replied that there was no pleasure on the planet to surpass it. He
asked if I thought I would like to do it again sometime, and I just looked
at him and smiled.

We fell asleep with his head resting on my chest. The rhythmic rising and
falling of my chest gently rocking him to sleep. As I nodded off, I thought
about how wonderful my life was now that I had met George, and fallen in
love for the first time. I wondered if Bobby moving in with him was going
to change anything between us. I hoped not. However, all I could do at that
point in time, was to wait and see.