A Touch of Heaven
This story is based on the life of one George Carr. (Name changed -- obviously) Please treat it with the respect a true story deserves. See the introduction to chapter 1 for the details.
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Rick.
A Touch of Heaven
Chapter 9
Clearly Scott had gone to clean himself up a bit. While I waited I reflected on what was going around inside my head. How I felt about Scott and also what I felt about myself having just been fucked for the first time in my life and contemplating that I might also fuck a boy for the first time in just a short while. I still had not confirmed to myself that I was madly in love with Scott. I knew that whenever I thought about him, and in whatever context it was, it hurt in my heart; but it was a good pain, not a sad pain, and I accepted that as love, but had not realised just how much I loved him. While I was hoping that when Scott came back he would fuck me again, I also wanted to fuck him and resolved that when that time came I would be as gentle with him as he had been with me. I would let him dictate the pace and try to cause as little or no pain as I possibly could.
Scott came back and lay down beside me, reaching one hand out to reach around my shoulders and pull me towards him until our lips met in a kiss while his other hand stretched down and began to fondle my still hard cock. Even though I had had the biggest orgasm of my life just a few moments before, I had not softened while Scott had finished fucking my arse nor while he had been gone in the loos. Of course I was enjoying the wank and the snog and so did not do anything to stop either, but after a few moments Scott eased his pull on my shoulders and moving his head away from my head he whispered, "I will fuck you again, maybe not today, but many times in the days to come; but now I want to feel you inside my bum, fucking me."
"Are you sure about this?" I asked. "Just because I have let you take my cherry does not mean that you have to let me have yours."
"I am very sure. I loved fucking you and it felt so great being in that tight and warm chute but now I want to experience what you have just experienced. Also I want it to be with you first. I did all the other things we have done together with others before I met you, but I have never fucked another boy, nor been fucked by one and so this is something we will share only with each other."
All this time, Scott had not let up on wanking my, but I had not touched his cock since he pulled it out of my. I reached over and gave him a few strokes which was all it needed to get him hard once more. He squeezed my cock and it was as hard as it could be.
"Would you roll over and present your bum to me so that I can get on with the task I have to perform, please?" I asked.
Scott grinned and rolled over onto his hands and knees sticking his bum into the air, "There you are. Now will you get on with it!"
I realised that he was not really impatient; only teasing and so dived in on his bum without waiting any further. Somehow sticking my tongue out and running it up and down his crack did not gross me out as just the thought would have before I met Scott. Placing a hand on each cheek, I pulled them apart and licked up and down his crack making sure to linger at his pucker which elicited some real groans of pleasure from his mouth. As I licked back up his crack and down to his rosette he squirmed and pushed his bum back into my face and my tongue could feel his pucker twitch. I swirled my tongue around the edge of his pink hole rimming him; sensing the pleasure he was getting from it. I pushed my tongue at his hole and at first met with resistance as his pucker tightened, but then I felt it relax and my tongue slid past to enter him. I was surprised at the taste as it was not what I was expecting at all. That salty, sweaty taste which he offered set my head spinning and I knew that I could never get enough of it. But really, I could never get enough of anything to do with Scott -- his taste, his smell, his feel, his looks, his compassion. Everything about him appealed to all of my sense and more. As I continued to tongue fuck him, I reached between his legs running my hand over and past his balls to grasp his iron hard cock and stroke it a few times. I ran the end of my finger over the end of his cock and squeegeed up a good lot of his precum that he was dribbling out at such a rate a baby would have been proud of how wet he was getting things. Scott lowered his shoulders and putting a hand over mine he said in a rather husky voice, "Open me up please."
I reluctantly pulled my hand away from his cock and coated my fingers with oil which I then spread around over his bum hole. Slowly I introduced one finger into his bum and began to feel around inside. When the tip of my finger brushed over his pleasure button he moaned in ecstasy and for a very brief moment his bum clamped tight over my finger preventing me from moving it in or out. After three of four times of hitting his joy spot, I pulled my finger right out and after adding some more lube, I pushed two fingers into him. They went in fairly easily and he did not call out in pain. I double finger fucked him for a while and when he began to push hard back against my hand I introduced a third finger into his bum. I slipped my free hand around in front of his one leg to support him as I pushed the three fingers into his hole. Once they were in as far as I could get them, I very dextrously managed to single handedly get some lube into that single hand and putting my arm in front of his leg I smeared the lube all over his cock and balls and began to play with them as I pulled my fingers back out of his bum. Each time I pushed into him, my forearm would press against the front of his leg giving both of us some leverage to counter the force needed to get those three fingers into his hole. And when I pulled the fingers back, I held onto his balls which gave just enough to hold his bum in place and allow my fingers to slide back. After a while I realised that I did not need to hold his balls to keep his bum in place and so moved my hand to wrap around his cock and once more I got into a rhythm so that I was wanking Scott at the same time that my three fingers were moving in and out of his arse like it was something that had been happening for months. Suddenly he clamped down on my fingers and asked me to stick my cock into him.
I pulled my fingers out and let go of his cock and then used the pre-cum he had leaked onto my fingers and the oil that was on them as well as the lube that was left on my other fingers to grease up my cock which still was rock solid and then I pressed my bell end up against his hole. My cock head is bigger than the rest of my cock with the shaft tapering away from the bell end to a smaller diameter at my pubes. As a result as I pressed my cock against his hole and it began to stretch his sphincter, he yelled with the pain and I stopped.
"Do you want me to pull out?" I asked.
"No! Just go slow." Scott panted back. I held it there and he pushed back a bit after while; my cock head slid past his muscle and he gave another yell of pain and began to pant slightly.
"Are you sure you want to go on?" I asked worried.
"Yes, just keep still for a little please." Scott answered.
We stayed like that, Scott on all fours panting and me with just the head of cock up his bum. It seemed like quite a long time, but in reality was probably only a minute or two. Then Scott pushed hard back and suddenly I was buried up the hilt in him with my pubes squeezed into his crack as pushed his bum against my pelvis. With the tapering of my cock, once my head was past the sphincter, it was all easy going to the base of my cock. We stayed like that for a few moments and then I slowly pulled my cock back until I could feel the head pulling up against the strong resistance of his muscle. I eased back into him as slowly as I had pulled back and began to repeat the process again. I had kept that long-dicking movement up for a while when I heard him groan and stopped, thinking I was hurting him some more. Then I heard him say two words, "Go faster," and I began to really pump the engines with my piston sliding smoothly inside its cylinder. The warmth and tightness of his hole around my cock was great and I knew that even though I had cum not long before, it was not going to take long before I would boil over once more. I reached around and grabbed hold of his slick cock and began to wank him even as I pumped into his bum with the ferocity of a fire engine. Without warning his bum clamped down very hard on my cock and he began to blast his cum out into my hand and down onto the rug to join the pool of cum I had deposited there earlier. The tightness around my cock was enough and I began to shoot my load into him as I pumped faster and faster. We spasmed together and our orgasms seemed to go on forever as I sprayed his insides with my cum. Wave after wave engulfed me and he continued to squeeze and release my cock as he also shot volley after volley onto the rug beneath us.
Eventually I ran out of energy and collapsed forward onto his back. His legs weakened by the ferocity of his orgasm could not support us and so he sank to the rug lying face down with me still on top of him and my hard cock still embedded in his bum.
"Oh man, that was awesome. Having your cock in me was fantastic." Scott gasped out between breaths sounding like he had just run a marathon.
"It is out of this world. Nothing like what I thought it would be." I agreed; also panting like a long distance runner. Then I began to ease my body up off of his and watched as my hard cock slowly pulled out of his red bum.
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