A Boy Called Horse

AUTHOR'S NOTE It's been way too long, as usual. All apologies.

This is an abridged version of Chapter 11. There's a scene between Nico and Stephanie that I have taken out of the Nifty post. It's not a long scene, but if you'd like to read it, let me know.

Constructive feedback welcome, as always. Fans often provide me with excellent ideas for chapters. Plus, until I can figure out how to get paid for writing porn, your messages are the greatest encouragement I have to put these ideas to "paper," instead of keeping them in my head.

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After school on Wednesday, Nico met Drew at his locker.

"Ready for that math test tomorrow?" Drew asked.

Nico nodded. "I think so. I need to do a little more studying tonight, but I think I've got it."

"Good. Then you can come over tonight and help me. I haven't even started studying."

Nico laughed. "Big surprise! But I can't come over tonight."

"What! Why not?"

"Stephanie asked me to come over to study. She's babysitting her baby brother while here parents are at some work party."

"Uh huh." Drew nodded. He raised his fingers to make air quotes, "To study."

"She's babysitting! I don't think we'll do much else."

"Oh please," Drew scoffed. "Her brother will be asleep by 8. That'll give you hours to screw around."

Nico smiled. "Maybe."

"You gonna try that thigh thing?" Drew asked. He hoped his jealousy didn't come through. He had never felt closer to Nico than when they had tried intercrural sex. The thought of Nico being that close with someone else, especially a girl, was upsetting to him.

Nico shrugged. "Who knows? I guess it depends on what actually happens. I'm not getting my hopes up for anything more than studying."

"So naïve," Drew said.

They climbed into Mrs. Beck's car and rode home.

Mr. Cavalloni drove Nico to Stephanie's house shortly before 8.

"I'll be back at 10 to pick you up," Mr. Cavalloni told Nico before he got out of the car.

"Okay, Dad," Nico said. "Thanks for driving me." Nico opened the car door and prepared to step out.

Mr. Cavalloni nodded. "One more thing."

Nico turned back to his dad.

"Make sure you actually spend some time studying, and not just making out. Or whatever you kids do these days." He smiled at his son.

Nico blushed. "Wow, Dad. Awkward."

Mr. Cavalloni laughed. Nico grabbed his bag out of the backseat and headed to the door.

After about an hour of studying, Stephanie closed her book.

"We haven't finished reviewing the chapter, yet," Nico said and reached for her book.

"I'm tired of math. That's enough for now."

"The test is tomorrow," Nico said.

"I know. And I think I got it." She smiled at Nico and placed her hand on his thigh.

Nico grinned and turned to kiss her. Stephanie slipped her hand between Nico's legs and started to rub his dick through his shorts. He slipped his hand under her shirt and cupped her right breast. She moaned and squeezed his hardening cock.

Stephanie stood and pulled off her shirt. Nico grinned up at her. His dick lengthened down the leg of his shorts. She turned and headed towards the stairs. Nico eagerly followed.

Once inside Stephanie's bedroom, Nico pulled off his shirt and dropped his pants. His semi-hard cock strained against the lycra-cotton of his boxer-briefs. He grabbed Stephanie and pulled her to him. He kissed her neck and placed his right hand on the small of her back, pulling her body tight against his. She moaned quietly when she felt Nico's hardening cock against her.

As his orgasm subsided, Nico's cock began to go limp. He stepped back from Stephanie. He milked the last of his sperm from his softening shaft and wiped it on his stomach. He saw several drops of his cum on Stephanie's bed. "Sorry," he said with a blush. "At least it's a white blanket." Stephanie glared. "Let me get a towel," he said quickly.

Nico pulled on his boxer-briefs and hurried to the bathroom next to Stephanie's room. He returned with two towels, one slightly damp. Stephanie had dressed while he was gone. They dabbed at the bedspread with the wet towel and then patted it dry.

"Oh thank God," Stephanie said when she saw that there were no noticeable marks on her bed. "My parents would have killed me."

"But aside from that...did you like it?" Nico was excited by the possibility that he might be able to regularly have sex with Stephanie this way, at least until she was ready to go further.

Stephanie nodded hesitantly. "It was okay. I mean...I liked it, but I kinda felt weird."

"How so?" Nico buttoned his shorts and put on his shirt.

"Well, I didn't really feel connected to you, I guess. Like...my thighs were basically just a hand for you to jerk off. So what's the point? I could just jerk you off."

"Oh. Hmmm." Nico thought for a minute. "Well...it didn't feel that way to me. It felt really different, being so close to your..." he paused, not sure if he should actually say "pussy" to her. He cleared his throat. "It felt better for me."

"I guess that's good," she said quietly. "I don't know if I'd want to do it again."

"I think it'd feel better for you, and you'd feel less weird, if we had actual sex...you know, me inside of you."

"Maybe." She didn't sound convinced. "But I'm not ready for that."

Nico nodded. "I know. I'm not pressuring you; I'm just saying..."

Nico was interrupted by the sound of Stephanie's brother's cry from down the hall.

"He probably needs to be changed," Stephanie said.

Nico followed her out of the room. "It's almost 10. My dad will be here soon. I better get my stuff together downstairs."

"Okay," Stephanie said. She stopped outside her brother's room and gave Nico a kiss on the cheek. "I'll come down after I change him."

Nico headed downstairs to pack up his books. He flopped down on the couch to wait for Stephanie. He hoped to continue the conversation that the baby's cry had interrupted. He was upset that Stephanie seemed rather unwilling to give intercrural sex another try, much less vaginal sex. Would he be able to convince her? He punched the couch cushion in frustration.

After a few minutes of waiting, Nico's phone dinged with a text message. His dad was outside. Nico went to the foot of the stairs and called up. "My dad's here, Stephanie. I'll see you tomorrow."

Stephanie came to the top of the stairs with her brother in her arms. "Okay, Nico." She smiled down at him. "Bye."

Nico tossed his bag into the backseat of his dad's car and plopped down in the front.

"Everything okay?" his dad asked.

"What?" Nico said. "Yeah. I'm fine."

Mr. Cavalloni nodded. "I can tell when you're upset, Nico." He patted his son's shoulder. "Let me know if you want to talk about it."

Nico didn't respond. He again wondered if he could actually talk to his dad about his problem with Stephanie. They had shared a lot before, and his dad has always been open and honest with him. Still, how would he react if Nico asked about actually fucking a girl? He wasn't even 15, yet; it didn't seem likely that his parents would be okay with him having sex.

"Ready for tomorrow's test?" Mr. Cavalloni asked.

"I think so. We studied for at least an hour."

"And for the other hour?"

Nico blushed. "We talked and watched TV."

Mr. Cavalloni smiled at his son. "Talked and watched TV," he repeated quietly.

By the time they got home, it was almost time for Nico to go to sleep, so he went to his bedroom to get ready for bed.

Just after he brushed his teeth, he received a message from Drew.

"So?!?"

"So what?" Nico responded.

"What happened? Did you try it?"

"How'd you know I was home?"

"I know your schedule. No way your parents would have let you stay out past 10 on a school night."

"haha. You know us too well."

"So?!?" Drew repeated.

"Let's switch to Snapchat." Nico thought it was better to use the self-destructing message service for the conversation.

"Tell me what happened." Drew sent a picture of himself with his hands together as if he were praying.

"We tried it." Nico sent back a picture of the left side of his face.

"And?" Drew's picture showed him with his eyes wide and questioning.

"It felt good. Really good. To feel her pussy on my dick." Nico sent a picture of himself sticking out his tongue.

Drew read the message and sighed. He was jealous of Stephanie, without a doubt. Would Nico ever feel that way about sex with a guy?

"How'd she like it?" Drew sent a picture with his eyebrows raised.

"She wasn't as into it. Said it made her feel kind of weird. I dunno if she'll go for it again." Nico sent a picture of himself frowning.

A few seconds later, Nico sent another pic. "And real sex is definitely out."

Drew sent back a picture of himself fake crying. "Poor Nico and his BDPs."

Nico's parents knocked on the door. Mrs. Cavalloni stuck her head into the bedroom. "Time for bed. Put the phone up."

"Okay, Mom," Nico said. "Just let me tell Drew, so he doesn't think I'm ignoring him."

"Gotta go to bed." Nico switched back to text messaging.

"Okay. Good night."

Nico turned off the light and climbed under the covers.

Drew lay in his bed and stared at the ceiling. Nico obviously wasn't gay. He liked girls too much, but maybe he was bisexual. Or was he just horny and enjoying whatever kind of sex was available? He wondered if Nico would be interested in anal, especially if Stephanie continued to hold out on him. Drew sighed. Would he even be able to take Nico? He was willing to try.

Mrs. Cavalloni picked up Drew the next morning and dropped her son and his best friend at school.

"You really don't think Stephanie would go for the thigh thing again?" Drew whispered as they walked towards the upper school.

"I don't think so," Nico said. "She said she felt like she was being used, like she didn't really have to be into it for me to enjoy it. It was better for me, but not better for her, I guess."

"Too bad." Drew shook his head. They stopped at Drew's locker. "Did you ask about the other?"

"I did say she would probably like that more...but she said nope, that she wouldn't want me to try."

"I still think you should talk to someone who grew up with similar problems." Drew closed his locker, and they walked towards their first class.

"You mean Paden?"

"Or your dad."

"I've been thinking about it, but what do you think they could actually do to help? It's not like they have some magic phrase that I can use that will make Stephanie go, 'Okay. You can put it in me.' I doubt they'd say much except be patient."

Drew shrugged. "Maybe you're right. I dunno."

"I'm probably right."

Drew rolled his eyes.

"I think that I'm going to take your advice and talk to Paden," Nico said as he and Drew walked towards the parking lot after school.

"Really? What made you decide?"

"I kept thinking about how hesitant Stephanie was, and I figure that's probably going to happen with a lot of girls, right? Probably a good idea to talk to someone who understands. Even if he doesn't have a magic phrase that makes her change her mind right away, he might have some advice for what to do later...or how to address her fears."

"Not your dad, then?"

Nico shook his head. "I really don't think I can bring myself to ask my dad. Not sure why, but I feel kind of awkward about it. Plus, he'd probably tell my mom, and I really don't think she'd be okay with the idea of me having sex right now."

Drew shrugged. "Maybe not. So when are you going to go, and what are you going to say?"

"After school tomorrow. I'll be late to my practice with Brett and Faggi. No idea what I'm going to say, though."

Drew stopped a few feet from his mom's car. He grinned at his friend. "Hey, Coach. I noticed you've got a horse-cock too. Mind giving me some advice on getting a girl to let me fuck her?"

"Wait. Let me write that down, so I don't forget it," Nico responded sarcastically and punched Drew in the arm.

"Hey Brett." Nico approached Brett's table at lunch the next day and sat down. "I just wanted to let you know that I'm going to be a little late today."

"Why's that?" Brett asked.

"I need to talk to one of my teachers."

"Okay. But try to hurry. The football team will be down there around 5 after their team dinner to get ready for the game, so we gotta be out by then."

Nico nodded. "I don't think it'll take too long." Nico stood up. He really had no idea how long it'd take.

After school, Nico headed to Paden's room with Drew. The door was open, but Paden was nowhere to be found.

Nico hesitated. "Should I try again another day?"

"I think you should wait. It took you forever to decide to come today. I don't know if you'd have the balls to come back." Drew smiled at his friend.

"I got plenty of balls." Nico grinned back. "But you're probably right."

"Plus, the door's open. He'll probably be back pretty soon."

Nico sat down in a desk at the front of the room. About 15 minutes later, Paden entered.

He stopped abruptly. "Whoa. Hey guys. Didn't realize you were coming by."

"Sorry." Nico stood quickly. "It was kind of spur of the moment. I needed to talk to you about something."

Paden gave Nico a quizzical look. Why did he sound so serious? "It's no problem. Sorry I wasn't here. I needed to talk to the football coach. One of the players hasn't been getting his homework done, and since they have a study hall from now until dinner, I thought I'd take the assignments directly to his coach."

"It's okay," Nico said. "I just sat down."

"I'll be in the library, Nico," Drew said. "Meet you there after you finish practice."

"You should go practice, too. Brett said he thought you'd at least make JV, if you started practicing. Maybe you can keep him busy while I'm here."

"I'll think about it," Drew said, "but I didn't bring anything to wear."

Nico tossed Drew his bag. "I always carry extra."

Drew grabbed the bag and grinned. "Thanks. I might go down there. I just need to stop by the library and let Angela know."

Drew pulled the door shut behind him.

Paden looked at Nico; the teen was obviously nervous, so Paden decided to ease into whatever topic Nico wanted to talk to him about. "So you've been practicing with Brett, too. Faggi mentioned that to me."

Nico relaxed a bit. "Yeah. I really, really want to make sure that I make the team. I can't lose my scholarship, you know?"

Paden nodded. "I understand. I gotta say you've been doing great with CUFC. Jamie and I think you'll definitely make the team here, but obviously it's up to Faggi."

"I know. He probably wouldn't have recommended me if he didn't think I could do it. I just don't want to fail."

Paden smiled. "Yeah. No one likes failing."

"Not just that. I don't want to have to leave school."

"Well, I don't think you have to worry." Paden paused. "Is that what you wanted to talk to me about?"

Nico tensed. "No, not that."

Paden raised his eyebrows. "Alright. So talk to me. You sounded pretty serious."

Nico's face flushed. He stared at Paden, but didn't say anything. What could he say?

"Nico?" Paden came closer and locked eyes with the younger boy. "Is everything okay? What's going on? You can trust me."

"Ugh. That makes it sound way more serious than it is." That wasn't the impression Nico had wanted to give. He knew that his "problem" was one that many guys would love to have.

"So spit it out, then. I can't help you, if you don't tell me."

Nico took a deep breath. "Well, it's kind of embarrassing."

Paden nodded. He was getting an inkling of what Nico wanted to talk about. He remembered being a freshman in high school and all of the questions he had. "No need to be embarrassed."

Paden motioned for Nico to sit back down in the desk. He pulled out the adjacent desk and turned it, so that it was facing Nico, and then he sat down.

"Tell me what's going on."

Nico looked into Paden's green eyes and immediately felt more comfortable.

"Okay. So. Remember when I walked in on you changing?"

Paden chuckled. "Yes, I do." He smiled and waited for him to continue.

"Well, I noticed that you and I are, um, similar in some ways?"

Paden was silent, unsure how to respond. He knew exactly what Nico was talking about, but he still didn't know what problem Nico was having, and he didn't want to make any assumptions. Better to let the boy explain himself first.

"Do you know what I mean?" Nico asked.

"I think so," Paden said, "but I don't want to jump to any conclusions."

Nico grunted in frustration. "You remember the nickname Drew called me when we first met?"

"Horse?" Paden asked.

"Yes."

"And he didn't call you that because your last name comes from the Italian word for horse, right?"

Nico shook his head. "No, he did not."

"So he meant 'hung like a...'"

Nico nodded. "And when I saw you in the locker-room, I knew that you and I were alike." He spoke quickly. His face burned.

"Got it." Paden reached across and squeezed Nico's shoulder. "Nothing to be embarrassed about so far. Sounds more like you should be proud." He smiled at his blushing student.

"Well, I've been working on that. That's what Drew and Matt have been telling me whenever..." Nico had spoken without thinking, but stopped himself when he realized what he was about to admit to doing things with his friends. He looked away, still embarrassed.

Paden pretended like Nico's statement didn't faze him, but deep down, he was excited by the teen's inadvertent admission that he and his friends had experimented together.

"Sounds like you have some good friends," Paden said.

Nico looked back at him, relieved that Paden hadn't made a big deal of his statement.

Paden smiled again. "So I still don't know what you want to talk about, unless you just wanted to acknowledge the fact that we've both been compared horses. In which case, I say congratulations."

Nico chuckled weakly. "No, that's not it. I've been having a problem with...it."

Paden raised his eyebrows. "Problem?"

Nico nodded.

"What kind of problem? Do you need to see a doctor?"

"No, no, nothing like that," Nico said quickly. "It's my girlfriend."

"Ahh, okay," Paden said. "I see what you mean. You really want to have sex, but she says you're too big and is afraid to try?"

"Exactly," Nico said.

"I remember having the same problem at your age."

Nico let out a relieved sigh. "I knew you'd understand."

"It's so weird you coming to me like this, though." Paden stared at the wall opposite him, thinking back to the first time he had approached Mr. A with a similar concern.

"How do you mean?" At the word "weird," Nico became embarrassed again.

Paden saw Nico tense up. "Sorry. Not weird in a bad way! I just meant that when I was your age, I went to one of my teachers with pretty much the same kind of problem. He was a big help to me."

"How did you know he would be able to help you?"

"I didn't know. I just trusted him. And I had seen him at the urinal in a restaurant bathroom one time, so I knew he'd understand, like you knew after seeing me in the locker-room."

"So...any advice?"

"Well, I think it makes sense that Stephanie is a little hesitant. If Mr. A hadn't taught me how to approach my partner to make sure that she was ready for me, I probably would have really messed it up."

"Taught you...?"

Paden chuckled. "I meant he gave me advice. He told me to make sure that I listened to my partner's body to find out what she liked and what she was ready for, and he told me how important it was to loosen her up before trying anything. It'll probably still hurt, especially if she's a virgin, but it'll be better than if you just try to shove it in first thing."

"Loosen up how..." Nico was blushing again. Was he really talking to his teacher and coach about this?

"Tongue." Paden made a V with his fingers and flicked his tongue between them. Nico chuckled. "And fingers."

Nico nodded. That made sense. He was sure he'd have figured that out when the time came, but it was better to go in forewarned. Plus, he had to admit that when it came to sex, his brain wasn't exactly at its most logical.

"Mr. A was really thick, so he always used three fingers." Paden held up three fingers and shoved them through a hole he made with his other hand.

The implication wasn't lost on Nico. He realized that Paden had just basically admitted not only to talking to his teacher, but also to seeing his teacher's hard dick, which meant...what?

"How did you finally get a girl to let you, you know, fuck her?" Nico asked, putting aside his embarrassment. Paden's openness with him, from his joking manner to his frank discussion of his teacher's advice, helped Nico feel more comfortable

"It took a while. I didn't have a girlfriend until I was a sophomore, and even then it took months before she'd let me try anything. I was just patient, I guess, and made sure that whatever else we did, she knew I was always interested in her pleasure and not just my own. She finally trusted me to go all the way."

"So...just keep doing what I'm doing and hope for the best?" Nico said. He was a little disappointed that his prediction to Drew about being told to be patient had come true. He knew that there was no magic formula to make Stephanie comfortable with taking his large teenprick, but some part of him had still hoped Paden would tell him something that would speed up the process.

"Sorry, bro," Paden said. "I know you wanted me to give you a magic, panty-dropping spell, but no such thing exists." Paden grinned.

Nico laughed. "I was just thinking that, actually."

"The other option is to find someone with more experience, maybe someone older, but if you're like me, you probably don't feel comfortable with that since you have a girlfriend."

Nico laughed again. "That's exactly what Drew and Matt and our friend Gary suggested, and that's exactly what I told them in response."

Paden laughed. "I guess we do have a lot in common, besides our big dicks."

"And love of soccer," Nico added with a smile. He had become more relaxed and comfortable with the situation, and Paden's explicit description of them both as having big dicks cemented his feelings. Paden did understand what he was going through. Paden was someone he could talk to. Paden was a friend.

Paden smiled back. "Exactly.

Nico glanced at the clock. It was nearly 4. All his hesitation in the conversation had caused what should have been a short talk to drag on for almost 45 minutes.

"Shit. Brett's gonna be pissed. I told him I didn't think it'd take long."

"Maybe if you had been more straightforward..." Paden said teasingly.

"I know. If I had realized how cool and open you'd be about everything, I think I might have been."

"Now you know. And I hope I was able to help."

"Definitely." Nico nodded vigorously. "With all kinds of things. I've never felt this comfortable talking about my..." he paused. Paden looked at him expectantly. "Big dick," Nico finished with a grin.

Nico was glad to have someone who actually understood what it was like to be the biggest in his grade. To be bigger at 14 than the average adult man. His friends had always been supportive, and they had encouraged him to be more comfortable with his endowment, but they couldn't know what it was actually like for him. Paden had been through it, though. He could trust Paden.

Paden laughed. "Glad to hear it! I hope you know that I'm happy to help you out however I can. Answer any questions. Whatever. No judgment, no embarrassment."

"Thanks, Paden." Nico quickly corrected himself. "I mean, Mr. Ihlanfeldt."

"Paden is fine, except during class."

"Cool." Nico smiled. "I better head out. Thanks again, Paden."

"No problem, Horse." Paden grinned at Nico.

Nico hurried towards the field. He wondered if Brett and Faggi would still be there, or if they had ended early because he hadn't shown up. Hopefully Drew had actually gone down there to keep them busy.

Nico found the field empty. He was a little disappointed that Drew hadn't come down to practice with Brett and Faggi, and he felt bad that he hadn't gotten there sooner. He decided to head to the locker-room to look for Faggi and Brett, so that he could apologize.

Drew stepped out of the locker-room as Nico approached. He hurried to Nico and grabbed his arm. "You don't want to go in there," he said.

Nico looked at Drew in surprise. The tone of his friend's voice told him not to question the statement. He could see that something had affected Drew pretty deeply.

Drew guided Nico away from the locker-room. When they were on the other side of the field, Nico stopped.

"What's going on?" he asked. "I wanted to apologize to Brett and Faggi for not coming down sooner."

"Holy fucking shit," Drew said. "Holy shit, Nico. I don't even know."

"What the hell are you talking about? Did you go to practice?"

Drew shook his head. "No. I went to tell Angela that I was going to, but then we started talking about something, and I lost track of time. A little before 4, Angela said she had to leave. I figured you were still talking to Paden, since you hadn't come for your bag. I decided to go see if Brett and Faggi were still practicing."

"Okay..."

"So when I got to the field, there was no one there. I went to the locker-room. I thought if they hadn't changed, yet, maybe they'd want to go back out on the field."

Nico interrupted. "So far, you haven't said anything weird."

"I'm getting there!"

Nico chuckled. "Okay, sorry. Go on."

"When I walked in, I heard the showers, so I figured they were done for the day. I was about to turn around and walk out when I heard a noise."

"A noise?"

"I just barely heard it over the showers. I thought I might have imagined it, so I stayed and listened. I heard it again."

"What kind of noise?"

"A moan."

"What? A moan. Like..."

Drew nodded vigorously.

"So one of them was probably jacking off in the shower."

"I know, but then I heard a different sound. A voice that sounded like Faggi's."

"So you decided to check it out?"

Drew nodded again and blushed. "I kind of wanted to see him naked. He has such a nice body, you know? And I've wondered about the size of his dick. I remember him always having a nice bulge." Now that Nico knew he was gay, Drew felt he could be honest.

Nico grinned. "Wanted to see if the bulge was real or not? I noticed his bulge sometimes, too. I don't know if I'd ever try to catch him naked, though."

"Well, whatever. I did. So I walked quietly back towards the shower room. I saw Brett's bag was still there in front of one of the lockers."

"What? So Brett was still there?"

"Looked that way."

"So what happened? What did you see?"

"I didn't actually SEE anything, because of the shower stalls. But I HEARD things."

"Okay, stop being difficult. What did you HEAR?"

"I heard a moan. And I heard wet skin slapping against wet skin. And I heard Faggi say, 'Harder, Brett. Fuck.'"

Nico's eyes grew wide. "What the fuck? Are you serious, or are you fucking with me?"

Drew nodded gravely. "Very serious."

"So you're saying that you heard Brett and Faggi having sex?"

"That's what I'm saying."

"But you didn't see anything."

Drew shook his head.

"So you could be wrong. Maybe Faggi was by himself and just thinking about it. Maybe Brett just forgot his bag."

"You really think so? I know what I heard."

Nico had to admit that it didn't seem likely that Brett would have just left his bag and all of his stuff in the locker-room.

"But that doesn't make any sense," Nico finally said. "The football team could have come in at any time."

Drew shrugged. "I guess, but they don't usually get finished until closer to 5. Who knows how long Faggi and Brett had been in there? Plus, they'd have heard the entire football team come in and probably would have had plenty of time to get back to individual showers."

"Still seems really risky," Nico said.

"Not to mention the whole teacher-student thing," Drew said. He was comfortable telling Nico that he had wondered about Faggi's body and found him attractive, but he wasn't prepared to say that he had actually thought about having sex with several of the adults in his life--Faggi, Paden, Mr. Cavalloni.

"Yeah. What if they got caught?"

"I'm guessing it'd be bad for Faggi."

"Definitely."

They started walking again, directing their steps to the parking lot. They walked in silence.

They sat down on a bench to wait for Nico's dad. The parking lot was mostly empty, and they didn't see any other students waiting.

Drew let out a frustrated sigh. "Are you going to make me ask?" He had been waiting for Nico to bring up the result of his talk with Paden.

"What?"

"What happened with Paden!" Drew finally said. "Did he tell you anything useful?"

"Kind of," Nico admitted slowly. "His advice was basically what I told you it would be: be patient."

"That's it? That took 45 minutes?"

Nico laughed. "Okay, no. There was more than that, but that's what it boiled down to. He also told me about focusing on her pleasure and her body as a way to build trust, so that she knows I'm not just doing it for myself."

"Makes sense."

"And to try to loosen her up. Tongue. Fingers."

Drew chuckled. "I can see how useful that would be." After a pause, he added, "Maybe you could suggest to her to do that herself, first." After the intercrural encounter with Nico, Drew had been thinking about fingering his own ass. He hoped that Nico would one day be open to fucking him, and he wanted to be prepared if it ever happened.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, I don't know if girls masturbate as often as guys do--probably not--but maybe if she started using her fingers on herself more, she'd get more comfortable with...things inside of her."

"Maybe, but I've used my fingers on her before. It hasn't made a difference."

"But if she does it more often..."

"Ahh. I see what you mean." Nico laughed. "How the hell do I have that conversation with her? 'Hey, Steph, do you think you could finger yourself more often, get loosened up for me?'"

Drew laughed. "Okay, probably not like that, but I'm sure you'll think of something." He smiled warmly at Nico.

Nico grinned back. "He also said that he had the same problem with his first girlfriend. And his friends told him to practice on someone with more experience first."

"Just like we did!"

Nico laughed again. "Yes! Just like you did. He understood what I meant about not feeling comfortable doing that while I had a girlfriend."

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever." Drew smiled.

They were silent for a few minutes.

"You know what was weird, though?" Nico finally said.

"Hmm?"

"Paden said that he had pretty much the same conversation with one of his teachers when he was my age."

"What? Are you serious?"

"Yep. He said it was a teacher he really trusted, and he had accidentally seen him at a urinal in a restaurant bathroom, so knew that he'd understand."

"That's insane. So there's like a network of hung dudes giving advice to other hung dudes?"

Nico laughed. "I really don't think it's like that. I was just lucky, I guess."

"And his teacher told him the same thing he told you?"

"Pretty much," Nico said. "Although..."

"Although...?"

"Well. Based on what we just talked about with Faggi and Brett, I kind of wonder about a couple of things that Paden said."

"Like what?"

"When he first started talking to me about it, he said that his teacher 'taught' him to approach his partner, not that his teacher 'told' him. What if he and his teacher actually had sex?"

"What? You mean like Paden's gay?"

Nico shook his head. "No. Like what if they did the same girl?"

"Ohhh. So like his teacher actually showed him what to do, like gave him a lesson."

"Right. And he also told me, 'Mr. A was really thick, so he always used three fingers.'"

"Oh shit!" Drew said excitedly. "So he probably actually saw this Mr. A's dick hard at some point!"

"It's possible, right?"

Drew agreed. "Definitely possible. I mean, I didn't think stuff like that really happened, but after today..."

"I mean, I don't know if they did anything like Brett and Faggi were doing, like with just each other."

"Eh. Paden could be bi," Drew offered. "Or just curious."

"True," Nico agreed. He had done plenty of things with guys, and he wasn't gay, so it was possible that Paden had similar experiences. "Do you think I'm bi?" he suddenly asked.

"What?"

"What you just said made me think. When we do stuff, am I just curious and horny, or am I actually bi?"

"I think only you know the answer to that." Drew smiled at his friend.

Nico nodded. "Here comes my dad."

"Good practice with Coach Faggi and Brett?" Nico's dad asked as the teens climbed into the car.

"I actually ended up not practicing," Nico said.

"What? Why?" his dad sounded upset.

"Coach Faggi and Brett couldn't stay long today for some reason," Drew said quickly, so that Nico wouldn't have to lie to his dad.

"So what have you been doing?"

"I hung out with Mr. Ihlanfeldt for a little bit while Drew did some homework with Angela," Nico said vaguely. "Then Drew and I just talked until you got here."

Mr. Cavalloni nodded. "And what did you talk to Mr. Ihlanfeldt about?"

"School. Soccer. Nothing too exciting."

Nico's dad could tell his son was leaving something out. "Well, I have to say that I'm glad you have a teacher you feel comfortable talking to." He smiled at his son.

Nico smiled back. He felt like his dad understood more than he was saying.

Drew lay in his bed that night thinking about all he had seen and learned that day. Had he really heard Brett fucking Coach Faggi? It was hard to believe. It had never occurred to him that Faggi might be gay. And he certainly had never thought it possible that the coach would be involved with a student. It was mind-blowing. And it made him a little jealous.

Drew had always thought that Faggi was attractive; he had a great body and showed a nice bulge. He had even imagined having sex with Faggi, but in his fantasies, he was getting fucked by Faggi, not the other way around. Would Faggi be into that? And how the hell had Brett and Faggi ended up together, anyway?

"Maybe I should talk to Brett," Drew thought. He reached beneath the blanket and rubbed his hardening boycock. He thought about Brett fucking Faggi. Then he imagined that he was in Faggi's place, getting fucked by Brett. His cock throbbed in his hand. He was already leaking. He threw off his blankets, so that he wouldn't get any juice on the sheets. He rubbed his fingertips in his sticky precum and then licked them clean. He moaned quietly.

He could definitely get Brett to fuck him, he thought. Just for the experience, before he tried it with the guy he really wanted. His mind drifted to Nico. His cock, arching towards his flat stomach, twitched and oozed. He tickled the frenulum and teased underside of his teenage meat with his fingertip. He remembered the feeling of Nico's large Italian prick between his thighs, pressing against the crack of his ass.

Unlike Stephanie, Drew was eager to have Nico inside of him, but he didn't know if Nico would ever go that far with him. He thought about what it would feel like to have Nico push his dick into his ass, to fill him with his cock, to cum inside of him. Drew moaned, still teasing his cock. Would he even be able to take Nico's dick in his ass, he again wondered?

Drew remembered Paden's advice to Nico. Make sure to loosen your partner up before trying to get inside. He also thought about his own suggestion to Nico: encourage Stephanie to finger herself until she was more comfortable with the idea of having a dick inside of her.

Drew slipped his fingers under his balls and between his legs. He pressed against his tight, virgin hole. He shuddered.

He leapt out of bed and went to the bathroom. He grabbed the lotion and brought it back to his room. He squeezed some lotion onto his fingers and lay back down.

He lifted his legs, touched his hole again. The lotion was cool on his ass. He pressed the tip of his index finger against his sphincter and gently slid it inside. His ass muscle closed around his finger. He knew that one finger would not make him loose enough for Nico. He pulled his index finger out of his ass. With a deep breath, he pressed two fingers against his hole. He closed his eyes. He felt his hole open.

The fingers in his ass didn't exactly produce a comfortable or euphoric feeling, as Drew had hoped, but he was determined to acclimate himself to the feeling. He slid his fingers in and out of his hole. Gradually, his hole relaxed around his fingers, and he found that he enjoyed fingering himself. He hadn't touched his cock, but it remained rigid and continued to ooze precum onto his lower stomach.

After a few minutes, he considered adding a third finger. Didn't Paden say that his teacher always used three fingers? Drew pulled his fingers from his hole and looked at his hand, with three fingers side-by-side. There was no way he could take three fingers like that. Paden's teacher must have been incredibly thick, unless Paden meant three fingers squeezed together.

Drew abandoned his ass and started to stroke his hard dick. His thoughts flitted between Paden and Nico. He imagined them bonding over the incredible size of their dicks. He imagined Paden mentoring Nico, teaching him how to use his big teenage cock. And he wondered how much had happened between Paden and his teacher. Had Paden and his teacher actually had sex together? Like Faggi and Brett?

Drew groaned. Would Paden be open to doing stuff with a student? How much had he learned from his teacher? And what about Paden and Nico together? Drew imagined himself on his knees in the locker-room with a soccer stud on each end of him.

His hand slid rapidly up and down his precum-slick shaft. He envisioned his teacher and his best friend fucking him, one in his mouth and one in his ass. He didn't know who was in his mouth and who was in his ass. One minute, he was blowing Nico and Paden was fucking him; the next, it was the opposite. It didn't matter who was where. They were the same to him, two horse-hung jocks fucking him.

He moaned again, writhing on the bed. He pressed down on the base of his dick and exploded, shooting two ropes of cum up to his chest before dribbling the remainder of his copious teenload onto his stomach.

Drew let go of his softening cock and lay still, catching his breath. His heart slowed. He opened his eyes and looked down at the mess on his body. He reached into the nightstand and pulled out a box of tissues. He pulled several out and began to mop up his jizz. He gathered up the wads of cum-soaked tissue and headed back to the bathroom. He put the lotion back in the cabinet and flushed the tissue.

He looked at himself in the mirror. His face was still flushed. Would any part of his jack-off fantasy ever come true? He sighed and returned to his bedroom.

Nico woke suddenly. He felt the sticky cum in his underwear, clinging to his pubes and his dick. His cock, still hard, twitched and pressed insistently against his underwear. It had been a long time since he'd had a wet dream. He went to the bathroom and cleaned his jizz as best he could and then returned to bed. His cock remained hard, a hefty protuberance in his underwear that swayed as he walked back to his bed.

He looked up at the ceiling, trying to remember the dream that had caused his nighttime explosion and made his 14-year-old meat throb so powerfully.

It had started with Stephanie. He was following Paden's advice, paying attention to her pleasure and using his tongue and fingers to loosen her pussy for his dick. Then he realized that Paden was there with them. He was sitting in a chair near Stephanie's bed and was coaching Nico while stroking his cock.

Paden encouraged Nico to fuck Stephanie, saying that she was ready. Nico stood. He positioned his cock at Stephanie's pussy; he was ready to give his first fuck. But then Stephanie was gone, and he was in the locker-room showers.

The warm water of the shower washed over him. He washed the soap from his face and looked across at the stall opposite. He saw Faggi pressed against the well while Brett thrust his hips hard against the older man's round, muscular ass. He knew that he should look away. His eyes met Faggi's. Faggi smiled and reached between his legs to jack his dick while the high school sophomore drilled him. Nico looked down and watched the water run down his flat stomach into his pubes. He watched it streaming down the length of his hard dick. He was still ready to fuck.

Nico looked up from his swollen prick. What he saw shook him. He couldn't believe what he was seeing--Faggi and Brett had been replaced by Paden and Drew. Drew was in Faggi's position, pressed against the wall. Paden had his arms wrapped around Drew's chest and was slowly and gently sliding his dick in and out of Drew's ass. Drew's eyes were closed; he leaned his head back on Paden's shoulder.

"I'm surprised you haven't already taken a shot at this." Nico heard Paden's voice, but the man across from him wasn't actually speaking. "I guess I got here first." Paden looked over at Nico and winked. A smirk played across Paden's lips.

Nico felt jealous and betrayed. He couldn't believe that Drew was letting Paden fuck him. And he couldn't believe that Paden, his confidant, was fucking his best friend.

Drew opened his eyes and looked at Nico. He smiled and waved for Nico to come over. Nico stepped across the shower. His cock rose powerfully from his neat dark blond pubes, twitching and bobbing as he walked. His balls, full of his teenage Italian spooge, swayed against his thighs.

"I wanted it to be you," Drew said as Nico approached.

"Want a turn?" Paden asked and gently slid his cock out of Drew's wet hole.

Nico gaped at the size of Paden's dick. He had seen it soft, so he knew it would be big, but he hadn't realized just how big it was. It rose at least 12 inches into the air. Nico was stunned, but somewhere at the edge of his consciousness, he knew that such a big dick was unlikely, if not impossible.

Paden read Nico's thoughts. "Don't worry, bro. You'll get there one day."

Nico stepped behind Drew. He pressed his dick down, ready to enter his best friend's ass. Drew moaned.

And then Nico woke with a sticky mess in his underwear.

Nico reflected on the dream. He was most shocked by the sense of jealousy that he felt when he saw Paden fucking Drew. Did he have unexplored feelings for his best friend? Maybe all their playing around hadn't just been horny teenagers experimenting. And if that were true, what did it mean? Did it change anything between them?

Nico's gripped his swollen shaft. He replayed the vision of Paden fucking Drew. He imagined what would have happened if he hadn't woken up when he did. He imagined sliding his dick into Drew's ass, right after Paden had pulled out. He thought about Paden coaching him, encouraging him.

He wrapped both hands around his dick and thrust his hips, pushing his hard meat through his fists. It only took him a few minutes to bust his second nut of the night.

It was late when Paden and Jamie returned to the house they shared. Jamie had recently followed Dr. Trenton to a new clinic, a position that had come with a pay raise, and Paden had taken him out to celebrate.

Jamie was much drunker than Paden and flopped down onto the couch as soon as they got home. Paden went into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water for each of them.

"Drink this," he said.

Jamie grunted.

"Sit up, bro. You gotta drink some water." Paden slapped him on the ass to get him to move.

Jamie opened one eye. "Oh baby," he said jokingly. "Spank me again." He took the water from Paden and immediately downed half the bottle.

"Careful what you wish for." Paden grinned and sat down on the couch.

"Why did I let you take me out tonight? We have CUFC in the morning, and I'm going to be fucking exhausted and hung over."

"Because you can't say no to me. Besides, I told you to take it easy."

"I thought you were just being cheap." Jamie grinned at Paden.

Paden laughed. After a few moments, he said, "Speaking of CUFC..."

"What?"

"Guess who came to talk to me after school today?"

Jamie shrugged. "Who?"

"Nico."

Jamie looked confused. "What's the big deal? You're his teacher. I imagine he talks to you a lot." He leaned against the side of the couch.

"Guess what he wanted to talk about?"

"No. Just tell me." Jamie mumbled, eyes half-closed.

Paden laughed. "Okay. He wanted to talk about some problems he's having with his..." Paden glanced significantly at his crotch.

"No fucking way." Jamie sat up, suddenly very alert.

"Yep. I guess after he walked in on me changing, he figured I was someone who could give him advice."

"Well, yeah, but should you be doing that?"

Paden shrugged. "I dunno if I should, but I did. I remember what it was like at his age, and I remember how lucky I was to have Mr. A to talk to."

"So what'd you tell him?"

"Basically that there's no magic formula to convince someone to have sex with you, and that he has to be patient. And that when he does have sex, he has to make sure he focuses on his partner and make sure she's loose enough to handle him."

"And you aren't worried about getting in trouble?"

"Didn't really think about it. I doubt he'll go around telling people what we talked about."

"I guess," Jamie said doubtfully. "What if he comes back with more questions?"

"I'll answer them if I can. Why wouldn't I?"

"And no part of you is hoping it turns into something more?"

Paden grinned. "I dunno. I'm not going into it expecting to be his Mr. A, but if something should happen..."

Jamie shook his head. "I still can't believe you had an on-going sexual relationship with one of your teachers."

"Does it help that he was really attractive, and his dick was bigger than mine?"

Jamie laughed. He reached over and placed his hand in Paden's crotch. "I find that hard to believe." He started massaging Paden's cock through his pants.

"Careful now. You know that if you wake him, you have to put him back to bed." Paden smirked at Jamie.

"I've been doing for years. I think I'm up to the challenge."

Paden chuckled, remembering how their sexual relationship had begun.

Paden and Jamie had been roommates throughout much of college. They had double-teamed chicks together on many occasions. Near the end of their junior year, Jamie had made an interesting proposition to Paden. He wanted to watch Paden fuck his girlfriend. After several months with his girlfriend, he realized that he missed seeing Paden use his 9-inch dick on girls. He missed watching their reaction the first time they saw it, and the way they gritted their teeth when he pushed himself inside of them.

Paden had reluctantly agreed. It wasn't the first time he had been a bull for a couple, but it wasn't something he had done often, and it wasn't something he had ever done for a close friend. He was afraid it might ruin his friendship with Jamie, but he finally gave in to Jamie's pleas.

Jamie had watched eagerly while Paden fucked his girlfriend. Paden and Jamie made eye contact several times. Paden smirked at Jamie. Taunted him with the size of his dick, with the way he made the girl moan. Paden had been reluctant at first, but once they started, his alpha bull mentality took over.

Paden drilled Jamie's girlfriend deeper than Jamie possibly could. He fucked her without a condom and cream-pied her. His cum oozed from her pussy and clung to her labia. He motioned to Jamie.

"Lick it up," Paden had commanded, and Jamie had obeyed. He licked his friend's sperm from his girlfriend's pussy, and he came while he was doing so.

Their relationship had changed after that, but in a good way. They both admitted to being bisexual and shared stories of their past sexual exploits with other men. And although Jamie still liked to fuck girls and eat pussy, when he was with Paden, he was completely submissive.

Now, a few years after graduation, they were again sharing a house and occasionally sharing girls and often sharing a bed.

Paden's cock responded immediately to Jamie's fondling. Paden stretched out his legs in front of him. He took off his shirt, revealing his broad pecs and flat stomach, and then he leaned back into the couch.

Following Paden's cues, Jamie quickly stripped down to his underwear and went to the floor between Paden's legs.

Paden grabbed Jamie's head and pulled it to his crotch. Jamie moaned when he felt Paden's semi-hard cock against his face.

Paden unbuttoned his pants. Jamie eagerly took over. He unzipped Paden's pants and pulled them off. He gazed at the round, full bulge of Paden's boxer-briefs. He tentatively reached forward and cupped his friend's coiled cock.

"Take him out," Paden said.

Jamie pulled down Paden's underwear. His breath quickened as Paden's jock cock slowly came into view. He licked his lips and swallowed, admiring Paden's exposed endowment. He looked up. Paden stared down at him with his piercing green eyes. Paden nodded. Jamie buried his face in Paden's crotch.

He started by licking his friend's balls, sucking each fat orb into his mouth, weighing them with his tongue. He pressed his face into Paden's sac, breathing in his friend's powerful man scent. He pulled down his underwear to free his throbbing 6.5" cock.

Paden grabbed his heavy, floppy meat and slapped it against Jamie's forehead. Jamie moaned. Paden pushed Jamie away from his crotch and continued slapping his dick on his friend's face. With each blow, his cock grew harder. He released his mostly erect cock. It drooped heavily on Jamie's face.

Jamie licked the underside of Paden's cock. He started with his tongue at the base, where Paden's wrinkled sac met his fat prick, and slid his tongue along the full length of Paden's cum tube until he reached the tip. He took Paden's cockhead between his lips and nursed it. Paden let out a quiet moan. He leaned back into the couch again with his arms over his head. He sighed.

Paden looked down and watched Jamie work his mouth up and down the entire 9-inch length of his jock meat. He wasn't as long or as thick as Mr. A, but he was bigger than almost everyone else he know.

Jamie eagerly used his tongue and lips on Paden's thick meat, licking and sucking his way up one side to the tip, tasting his friend's precum, and then working his way down the other side. He buried his face in Paden's nutbag again.

Paden grabbed his cock and slapped it against Jamie's cheek. Fully hard and wet with precum and spit, his cock made a loud and left a red mark on Jamie's cheek. "Suck it," he said.

Jamie lifted his head and positioned his mouth over Paden's cock. He took the swollen purple helmet between his lips and slowly worked his way down the shaft until every inch of Paden's studmeat was in his throat. It had taken a lot of time and practice before Jamie had been able to deep-throat all of Paden. He had balked in the beginning, afraid of gagging and throwing up, but now he wouldn't give up the feeling of having his throat filled with his friend's rod.

Paden groaned as he felt the tightness of Jamie's throat close around his cock. He held Jamie's head in his crotch, keeping his cock buried in his throat. Paden loved the sound of someone gagging and choking on his dick. Since Jamie no longer gagged when he deep-throated him, Paden had taken to holding him down until he felt his friend's throat muscles convulse.

Jamie struggled to breathe through his noise. His throat pushed against Paden's cock, gripping around it. Jamie gagged. Paden let out a grunt and released Jamie's head. Jamie quickly slid Paden's spit-covered cock from this throat and took a deep breath. Paden smiled down at him. Jamie wiped the tears from his eyes.

"You think it's wet enough now?"

"I don't fucking care," Jamie said. "Just fuck me."

Paden stood and bent Jamie over the couch. He knelt behind him and spread his friend's muscular, jock ass. Paden ran his tongue up and down the crack of Jamie's ass several times, before directing his attention to his friend's tight hole. He teased the ring with the tip of his tongue. Jamie shuddered and gripped the couch. Paden slipped his tongue into Jamie's hole. Jamie moaned and pushed his ass back against Paden's face. Paden worked one and then two fingers into Jamie's hole, loosening him. Jamie had been fucked many times, and he had great control over his sphincter, but it was still important to make sure he was ready.

Finally, Paden stood and pressed his cock, soaked with Jamie's spit, against his friend's tight hole. Jamie breathed out slowly. Paden felt the muscle relax; it opened slowly to admit Paden's invading jockmeat. Jamie moaned when he felt Paden's cockhead pop through his ass ring. Paden reached around and stroked Jamie's uncut cock as he fed every inch of his cock into his guts.

Soon, Paden's balls were pressed against Jamie's smooth ass. He let out a contented sigh, enjoying the feeling of Jamie's ass gripping and releasing his invading member. Paden flexed his PC muscles, causing his cock to twitch and bounce inside Jamie's ass. Jamie moaned.

Paden stepped back, slowly pulling his cock out of Jamie. Paden hunched over Jamie and raised his hips slightly, so that he could deliver his cock down against Jamie's prostate. He pushed his dick back inside. He felt Jamie shudder when the broad, swollen head touched his g-spot. Paden slowly fucked Jamie, pulling out his cock just enough that he was able to deliver repeated hits to his friend's prostate.

Jamie was moaning wildly as Paden fucked him, pushing his ass back to meet his friend's thrusts. He reached back and pulled Paden into him.

Paden reached around and slid his hand under Jamie's balls and between his legs, so that he could attack the man's prostate from the outside as well. Jamie yelped, and then let out a long, low groan as he emptied his balls onto the floor in front of the couch.

Paden pulled out and stroked his cock. Jamie got on his knees in front of Paden and opened his mouth, ready to receive the stud's seed. Paden let out a low grunt and dropped his nut on Jamie's face and tongue. Jamie eagerly swallowed Paden's load.

They both flopped down on the couch to catch their breath. Sweat ran down their bodies. Paden looked over at Jamie and smiled. "Aren't you glad I moved here?"

Jamie laughed. "Yes, yes, I am. Aren't YOU?"

Paden laughed in turn. "Oh definitely."

After a few minutes, Paden stood up. "Time for bed, I guess."

Jamie nodded. "We have an early morning, and even less time to sleep now."

"But it was worth it."

"Agreed!"

"Plus, CUFC will be fun."

"Just try not to leer at Nico and Drew," Jamie teased.

Paden chuckled. "You, too! You know you've been wondering about 'Horse' for a few years now. I've seen you check him out before."

Jamie blushed. "That's true, I guess."

"And if he came to you and said, 'Suck my dick,' you'd do it."

"Yeah, and so would you!" Jamie retorted.

Paden shrugged. "Probably."

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