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PART TWO
The next day at school, Aaron was eager to find out just when the next "fuck session" with Max, Pat, and Bowers. Pat was a very tall, basketball type. He had big hands and a big head with brown hair he kept spiked up. Max, on the other hand, was a little guy. He was about 5'4" with a buzz cut. Aaron didn't really find Max attractive because of his buck teeth, though. Then there was Bowers. Andrew Bowers. One of the hottest guys Aaron knew. The total jock, he had a rock solid sculpted chest and the cutes face. He had dimples on both sides of his face and a scar on his forehead pointing straight down he received during a snoboarding accident.
"Chris!" Aaron yelled.
Chris turned around. He was talking with Pat and Bowers in a huddle in front of the science department. "Look who it is," Chris said to Pat and Bowers.
"Did you tell them," Aaron asked, pointing to Pat and Bowers.
"Yep, I did," Chris replied.
"I heard Chris tapped your prostate, following my example," Bowers said.
Aaron blushed. "It was the best feeling. I hope I can do it again sometime," Aaron said smirking.
"JUst wait. I've always had my eye on you," Bowers said. "Can you come over later?" he said winking.
"I'd love too. I'll meet you at your house, Aaron said."
The bell rang and everybody left for their classes.
Aaron stopped his bike in front of Bowers' house. He locked it to the stop side in front of it and walked to the door. He rang the bell and waited. Thirty seconds later, Bowers appeared, wearing only a pair of black sweat pants. He was smiling and had a very visible hard on. "Looks like you guys started without me," Aaron said jokingly.
"Come on up. I know this is only your second time so feel free to watch for awhile," Bowers said.
Aaron dropped his book bag at the door as he followed Bowers up the stairs to his room. He opened the door to reveal Chris giving head to Patrick. Chris was bobbing up and down on Pat's uncut, 8 inch cock while he sat in an easy chair in the corner. "Having fun?" I asked.
Chris stopped a moment and turned around. "You bet," he said, returning to his work.
"Sit down, " Bowers said pointing to his bed.
Aaron sat and layed against the wall. Bowers dropped his sweats to reveal his gorgeous 9 incher. It was the most perfect thing Aaron had ever seen. It was smooth except for one vein running right down the center that led directly to Bowers' perfectly shaped head. His light brown pubes led up to his belly button in a soft trail of fuzz. His nut sack was loose and low, coddling two of the best looking balls Aaron could have ever imagined. "Wow!" Aaron exclaimed.
"You like?" Bowers said.
"Uh huh," Aaron replied.
"Give me head," he said.
"That was certainly direct," Aaron said smiling. "I've never done this before, so don't get upset if I do it wrong."
Aaron got up off the bed and dropped his pants while Bowers took the position Aaron was just in. He lyed against the wall, spreading his legs, allowing his erection to pop up to full attention. A small trickle of precum was dribbling down the front. Aaron got on his knees in front of Bowers and grabbed his pole with his hand, feeling its silky texture. "I never imgagined it being so soft," Aaron said. "What do I do?" Aaron said, looking up to Bowers' smiling face for guidance.
"Figure it out," he said smirking.
Aaron leaned down and stopped an inch from Bowers' head, taking a second to inhale the musky smell his pubic area gave off. Man, how he loved that smell. Slowly, Aaron stuck his tongue out and lapped at the precum coming out of Bowers' piss slit. He did it again. And again. Finally Aaron wrapped his mouth around all of Bowers' now purple head. "Ohhh, ummmm," Bowers' moaned, leaning his head against the wall and closing his eyes.
Aaron sucked on just the head, milking Bowers' cock of all the precum he could get. He loved the taste-sweet, yet salty. He wondered what the real stuff tasted like. Aaron slowly began to go down on Bowers' wonderful cock.
He went down and inch, and then back up just a little. "Oh, yeah. Faster!" Bowers whispered.
Aaron began to pick up pace. He slid up and down on Bowers' cock while jerking the base off with his hand. "Oh, fuck, yeah!" he moaned. "This is the, uh, best."
Aaron wanted to get more of Bowers' inside of his mouth. He went down deeper until he gagged. He backed off a little until just under four inches of Bowers' dick was in his mouth. Slowly he went back down, centimeter by centimeter. He resited the gag reflex until fianlly Aaron's nose was nestled in Bowers' pubes. "Oh, jesus! Not even Pat has ever gotten it all in! I, I, uh..." Bowers said.
Aaron pulled back thinking there was something wrong only to feel Bowers' cockhead expand in the back of his throat, unleashing a torrent of jizz. Aaron tried to pull back but was hindered by Bowers' strong hand on the back of his head, forcing him down on himself. Aaron took a moment to taste what was being injected into his throat. It was decadent. Greasy yet smooth with just a hint of salt. He loved it. He was hooked for life.
As Bowers shot his last load into Aaron's throat, he picked up Aaron's head off his cock towards his face and kissed him. Bowers' pulled Aaron back onto the bed until he was on top of him and passionately french kissed him. His tongue probed Aaron's mouth, seeking out deposits of his seed and sucking them out. "That was the best blowjob I have ever had," Bowers whispered in Aaron's ear. I love you."
Aaron said back, "I love you too, Andrew. I love the taste of your cock. It's ambrosia."
"You used my first name," Bowers said.
"You're special to me, " Aaron said, kissing Andrew on the cheek.
They both sat up to see Pat's orgasm. Pat's balls crawled up towards the base of his six inches as he pushed down on Chris' shaved head. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuugh," he moaned.
Chris got up with jizz leaking out of the corner of his mouth. "I gotta go," Chris said. "Trig homework."
"Me too," Pat said. "That was great, Chris. Give me a ride?"
"No sweat" Chris said winking.
Pat pulled up his boxers and pants and left the room with Chris close behind.
END PART TWO
Coming up, Aaron's first fuck.
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