Date: Mon, 2 Apr 2012 14:25:39 -0700
From: Jay roberts <diplomat1501@msn.com>
Subject: "The Cutest Kid in Westley HS, Chapter Two" by Jay Roberts   Gay Young Friends

I skipped two days visiting Dick at the Hospital.  I got over my annoyance
at his attitude last time and began to miss him and get a little horny
thinking about him.

When I entered the room through the open door, I was surprised to see Dick
sitting on a chair reading the newspaper.  His tubes were all gone and so
were almost all of his bandages.  He looked very different, not ugly, but
just a plain.

"Hi hot lips," he said cheerfully.  He waggled his eyebrows like Groucho
Marx.  I didn't think that was so nice.

I handed him some school work I had picked up for him.  He tossed it aside.
"You feeling a little sexy today.  I have a great idea for some fun."  He
got up and crossed the room to the door.  I noticed he limped a bit.  I
forgot that his leg was also injured in the cash.

As I watched him, he put a sign he had somehow gotten, on the handle of the
door.  It said something about the room being private and no entry.  Then
he went to the bed and lay down on his back.  He was already hard and his
prick was standing up out of his hospital gown like a periscope.

He waggled his eyebrows again.  I was beginning to hate that gesture.  He
pointed to his cock and said in a resonant, commanding voice.  "Drop your
shorts and climb up here and sit on this.  I want to feel your boy cunt
around my prick."

Whew, that was really nasty.  I started at him.  His tongue was lolling
around his full lips and his organ was pulsing.  I don't do ass fucking I
told him.  He laughed.  "Get on board, now."

It was as if my mind shut down.  I dropped my shorts and kicked them away
and began to mount the bed.  Strangely my ass ring was vibrating.  Down
deep, I know I was a goner.

His big hands were holding my waist in a hard grip.  He steered me
downward, slowly.  Suddenly I felt his cock head pushing at my ass hole.  I
began grunting in fear.

"Nice, darling, you sound like a pig.  Soon you'll be a happy pig."

I was facing him.  He was grimacing with the effort of holding me up.  Then
he seemed to shudder as the pain in his arms overcame him and he stopped
restraining me and I slide down over his dick in one agonizing motion.  I
screamed in a high voice.

"Don't be a girl.  You know it didn't hurt that much."  Then he giggled.
"It feels just great to me.  Now do your duty, lift and lower.  I paid for
this lap dance and I want a good one."

This was just awful the way he was treating me but somehow it was making
the embarrassment of the situation bearable.  I was surrendering my
dignity, becoming an instrument of Dick's pleasure and this subservience
was strangely exciting.

Using my hands on each side of him, I lifted myself up and then slowly
allowed his prick to slide upwards.  Oh, it was so good.  I think my eyes
rolled upward in pleasure and he saw it.

"Hey Billy Boy, I think you are made to be fucked.  Keep up that motion.
I'm already dripping."

I moved up and down.  It felt as if I was shagging myself with his cock
inside.  I could hear my own moans of excitement.  My befogged mind wanted
to make it good for him.  I wiggled my ass and changed speed.  "Nice boy,"
he said "You're doing good."

Stupidly, I felt proud that I was such a good fuck machine.  How did I sink
so low?  My own cock was hard and flopping up and down.  It was begging for
attention but my hands were busy holding myself up.

"Dick, rub my cock.  I want to get off."

"Are you nuts," he husked, fully into his own coming orgasm.  "I don't do
hand jobs for gay boys.  Just concentrate.  You'll get a happy ending."

He began humping upward and his cock seemed to find new places in my shit
passage to stimulate me.  I began to almost gag with pleasure.

"He's got it," Dick said dismissively.  Really just glad to be relieved of
worrying about me.  But then his body stiffened and he let out an
animalistic howl of orgasm.

I felt his cock pulsating and delivering his quart load of spunk into my
hot hole.  My own cock began leaping and the dam opened and I spewed all
over his chest.

After I came, I fell over Dick's body and kissed his lips strongly in
gratitude.

"Hey, get the fuck off me, and get a wet cloth and clean up your shit from
my chest."

I felt his cock slide out and my hole felt like the Grand Canyon, and his
sperm was dripping down my legs.  On shakey legs I got the cloth.  He kept
his eyes closed as I wiped him up.

"That's enough.  Say goodbye.  You can come back tomorrow and maybe we'll
do this again...or not."

I slide on my shorts and slunk out.



End Chapter Two