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BLACK AND WHITE

Chapter 34 -- Steve and Brad

The bodybuilder's story was too hot for us to go home without releasing all that pent-up sexual energy. With one last trip to the bedroom, both of the young men decided that after that hot story, they both needed to get fucked. Dave and I were happy to help them out with Dave partnering with Eric and me having the pleasure of once again fucking the hell out of Jim. Eric and Jim had assumed a 69 so that all of us had a great climax in a hot hole. After promising to see us again often, Dave and I left the nude boys at the door. With those perfect bodies, I'm sure I wouldn't have minded being their neighbors catching sight of those two hunks.

Although we'd been doing well on our workout schedules, Friday was a mess. Dave had a case to finish and I had a late meeting at the office. By the time we both had dinner and relaxed some, it was 9 p.m. However, the gym was still open until 10:30, so we had ample time for our "arms" day. As we changed clothes, we talked with my cousin Larry, until Will came in.

When Larry got a good look at Will's great football playing body and bid swinging dick, he lost all interest in conversation with us. Forcing me to introduce them, Larry was in lust as he hovered near Will. I wondered who'd get fucked if they got it on. Both of them loved being bottom, but both of them had really big dicks, too.

Coaches Randy and Chuck arrived after we'd been working out about an hour. They went into the locker room and didn't come out. Curious, I thought. As we were finishing our last repetitions, we saw Steve and Brad go into the locker room. Not seeing them come out, I assumed that they were using the jacuzzi, steam room, or the sauna. But, I also wondered if they were getting into a hot scene with Larry and Will; or maybe, even the coaches.

When we left the exercise floor and strode into the locker room, I heard muffled sounds coming from the far end of the locker row where Dave and I had lockers. The nearer we got to our lockers, the louder the sounds. This wasn't conversation I was hearing. This was sex!

As I rounded the corner, Dave rear-ended me as I stopped abruptly. Cousin Larry was lying on his back on one of the benches with Brad's thick, long cock securely buried up his asshole. Chuck was in a 69 with Larry and Will was fucking Coach Chuck. On the next bench, Randy was fucking Steve, doggie style. Steve motioned us over.

Stripping out of our gym clothes as fast as we could, Dave and I joined the fun. Dave knew what he wanted right away. Slipping beneath Steve, he quickly assumed a 69 position. He spread his ass cheeks and beckoned me to stick my hard dick up his ass.

With all the hot sex going on around me, I knew I'd cum very soon. I wanted Dave to cum with me, so I started by eating his sweaty asshole first. The expert blowjob he was getting from Steve had Dave's big nuts tight against his thick dick base. Dave's randy hole was pulsing with excitement as it begged to be entered by something longer, thicker, and stiffer than my tongue. I had the perfect replacement all lubed up.

Without hesitation, I sank my 9" dick deeply up Dave's ass. He moaned with pleasure and doubled his efforts to suck off Steve. I leaned over Steve's bobbing head and kissed the hot fuck machine that was Coach Randy. He was long-dicking Steve's welcoming butt rapidly. And knowing Steve's talent, Randy's 13" cock was being milked unmercifully. Randy was going to cum very soon, too.

From the other bench came the telltale sound of a man in climax. I recognized my cousin's throaty, lusty pleasure sounds as he creamed Chuck's gripping throat. His grasping asshole twitched in time to the exploding torrent of cum he was delivering, and sent Brad's well-practiced dick over his climax edge into a cannonade of hot ball honey up Larry's ravaged hole.

The wellspring of hot cum from Larry inspired Chuck to shoot his load into Larry's maw. Will experienced the same thing that Brad had. Wave after wave of gripping love tunnel muscle ripped cum from his tight nuts before he could stop himself. Hot spunk poured from his 11" condomed dick and sprayed deeply inside Chuck's spasming ass.

Hearing his lover cut loose with his climax, Randy fucked a special tight spot he'd found in Steve that hadn't been completely stretched out by repeated fucks Brad had done for Steve. That was too much for Steve. He bucked hard into Dave's throat and opened fire with his thick 8". The fatal combination of Steve's milking motions, Chuck's growling climax, and Steve's tight hole pushed Randy over the edge as well. He pulled out of Steve at the last moment, stripped off the condom, jerked his cock once, and began to spray long ropes of hot cum onto Steve's back. I leaned over farther and captured several shots of Randy's cum before they could splatter Steve's back.

The taste of cum hit me like a bolt of lightning. My dick convulsed once as my balls unloaded their treasure. Dave's insides were coated with my ball juice. Dave's mouth filled with Steve's cum. He swallowed and came himself. His "taste of cum" trigger was as well developed as mine. Steve was awash in cum and loved every minute of it, but he was sure to continue sucking on Dave, knowing that Dave always leaked a lot more cum after he shot.

When I looked over at the other group from the cum drinking I was doing at Randy's spigot, I saw that one of the trainers was fucking Will's butthole hard. He was almost ready to shoot. Will reached behind both of them and pulled the guy into his own ass as hard as he could. The trainer howled and bucked hard one last time. His body jerked and jerked as his dick unloaded a hot load of cream into Will's eager hole.

I'd always thought the trainer liked tight butt. This I'd have to remember for future sessions. When he finally pulled out of Will's butt, his condomed dick drooped, but was still a very respectable 8".

"I gotta clean this place up, gentlemen," the trainer said between gasps of breath as his climax finally subsided. "Everyone to the showers, please."

Without a word, we all did as instructed. "Anyone in the steam room, jacuzzi, or sauna?" he asked.

Larry responded, "Yeah, I think there might be several guys in the steam room. They're probably still fucking, too." That got a laugh from us all. And, it made me wonder who it was.

"I'll check it out," the trainer smiled. "My butt could use a good fuck."

"I'll fuck you," several of the men offered. The guy was gorgeous, built, a hot ass, and a great dick.

"To misquote Mae West," the trainer laughed, "`I feel like a million, but one at a time, please!' Who wants to go first?"

"How much dick can you take?" Randy asked. "There are a couple of real big ones around here," he nodded to several of the biggest ones.

"I've never found one that was too big. I can take on all of you!" the trainer crowed as he bent over and pulled his luscious cheeks apart. "This big hole," he said over his shoulder, "can accommodate any of you. Whoever can get it up, can have me!"

"If I can eat it, my dick will get hard and I'll gladly fuck you," Larry promised.

"Go for it, Big Man!" the trainer challenged. "I love to have my asshole eaten and then fucked by a big dick. And, if any of you want to suck my dick or get fucked by me while I'm getting hammered, I'm sure my dick will get hard again with all this cock being offered."

Larry moved in behind the bent over man and clamped his open lips over the "big hole" the trainer said could take on all of us. From the man's moans, I knew Larry was tongue spearing deeply up the trainer's rectum. The rest of the men turned on the showers to rinse off after the hot fucking we'd been doing. All, but Will. His dick was rising fast to a full 11". He aimed it at Larry's exposed asshole and shoved hard.

With only a small wince and a loud moan, Larry took Will's thick, black meat all the way to the balls. His own hard-on jutted outward, ready to fuck the guy he was rimming. Larry stood, making sure that Will's big dick was secured up his ass, and pulled the bent- over trainer on to his own big dick. The trainer's body stiffened for a moment as Larry's 10.5" slid easily into the tongue-lubed butthole.

The line forming behind Larry included nearly everyone in the shower room. I suggested to Dave that we could come back later, but might want to check out the steam room. Perhaps, we'd see as much action there. I was NOT disappointed.

In the steam room were Esteban (the horny, hung Cuban), John and his lover, Peter, Jim (the bodybuilding son of Steve), and his bodybuilding friend Eric, Chad (whom John and Peter had seduced away from us a few weeks earlier at the gym), and George (the black bartender at Black Bart's). George was fucking Peter, Chad was fucking Jim, Eric was taking Esteban's big dick up the butt, and John was sucking off Eric. Peter and Jim were in a hot 69 with big cocks slamming their buttholes. Dave immediately decided he wanted to fuck the humpy bartender. So, I went for Chad's butt.

Chad was so pleased that I was going to fuck him that he spread his ass cheeks with both hands to give me better penetration. His steady rhythm into Jim slowed for a moment while I connected. When my dick was completely buried in his tight butt, he resumed the rhythm and I enjoyed the ride without having to do anything.

George knew what Dave wanted to do, but wasn't sure he wanted to get fucked by such a big, black cock. He glanced warily over his shoulder as Dave lubed George's hole.

"Already had one here, I see," Dave smiled at George as he felt the slickness of the previous lube in the bartender's pulsing butthole.

"Yeah, Esteban's big cock already got a good ride. But, you're a lot bigger than he is," George added with concern. "Don't know if I can handle all that black meat."

"I'll go easy with ya," Dave assured him. "I've wanted into your ass from the first time I met you at the bar, George. Muscular, black butts like yours need to be speared by this," he added waving his 11" rod at George's ass.

"Okay, but take it easy," the bartender reluctantly, yet eagerly, agreed. George resumed fucking Peter's hot ass, plowing gently into the Swede's butt. Dave squeezed down the enormous head of his dick to make it easier to get into George's love tunnel. When George pulled out for another slow glide into Peter, he impaled himself on the head of Dave's dick.

"WOW!" George yelped. "That's some meat!" He backed onto several more inches and sighed. "Fuck! That's great!" he whispered huskily as his pace resumed in and out of Peter.

Dave shoved in two more inches, leaving about an inch left unburied. "Damn! You're HUGE!" George moaned. "The head of your cock really swells once you get that thing inside," he whispered. Dave's sawing motion in and out was sure to pressure George's prostate. Peter was about to get his guts filled with condomed cum.

"Ah, SHIT!" George bellowed. "I'm cumming!" Peter backed onto George's big convulsing dick and rode him hard. The bartender bucked and shook with each jet of cum racing from his thick, hard cock. Dave rode him hard as George's ass gripped the 11" pole up his happy ass.

"Yeah, Fucker! Ram my ass! Flood me!" Peter chanted. "Fuck my ass!"

"Oh, yeah!" George agreed. "Fuck me HARD, Man!" he urged Dave. "FUCK ME!"

Dave rammed his fuck partner all the way to the pubic hair and ground it in. "FUCK!" both shouted as George's dick popped out of Peter's well-humped hole. Dave had gotten in deeper than was comfortable for George, so Dave's dick was expelled as George hit his last wave of climax.

"Damn! You're tight!" exclaimed Dave.

"And you, Sir, are hung like a horse!" George smiled as he turned and stroked Dave's cock. "How can anyone take that monster?"

"Practice, practice, practice," I laughed. "And LOTS of lube!"

George smiled and patted my ass with his free hand. "And you've had lots of practice, I'll bet. If I remember right," he recalled, "you have one of the nicest butts for fucking I've ever had the pleasure of ramming. And you fuck good, too!"

"There's an `amen' in this corner on that!" Dave confirmed.

"FUCK!" came the shout from one of the other rutters. It was coming from Eric. He was trembling from the climax that John was sucking out of Eric's dick with the assistance of Esteban's big, black dick up Eric's eager hole. John's mouth was pulling hard on Eric's dick to get out the last drop. John's hands were massaging Eric's nuts to get all of his delicious cum.

Esteban suddenly pulled out of Eric's clasping buttring and began to shoot cum on Eric's back. John quickly released Eric's dick and sucked Esteban down his throat, getting all of Esteban's cum except for the first shot.

Chad, Jim, and I were still coupling. Dave moved around to get in front of Jim to suck him off. That was all it took for Jim. He'd been teetering on the verge of a climax, not daring to touch his dick. When Dave's hot mouth closed over Jim's big, purple dickhead, Jim unloaded his sweet ball honey. His muscular ass convulsed with each wave of orgasm, sending Chad over the edge as well. I could feel Chad's orgasm as I rode him.

Jim's knees gave way with the intensity of his orgasm and fell forward, pulling Chad with him. My steely rod disconnected with a plop and swung upwards, striking my belly button with a splat. Dave pushed Jim back upright and successfully moved to disentangle himself.

"Looks like every came but us," Dave observed. "Guess we'd better got see what's going on in the showers."

"Seems to me like that trainer was lookin' to `pull train'," I grinned. "I'd sure enjoy doin' him."

"Down, Boy! I get him first," Dave challenged, opening the steam room door.

"No way!" I rejoined. "He'd never feel my dick if you get in there first. You'll have his butthole as wide as a freeway tunnel."

"After Randy and Brad have fucked his ass, I think the least of your `tight' worries would be directed at my dick," Dave pointed out. He strode ahead of me, swinging his ass suggestively as he rounded the corner and stepped into the shower room.

"I'd rather fuck your hot butt any day," I whispered in his ear, only a step behind him. I reached out and patted his hard, milk chocolate butt to emphasize my point. "Right here," I added as my index finger slid into his ass crack and found his fuckhole.

"You already did, Stud," he winked at me. He was right. I could feel the slipperiness of my cum and the lube sliding across my index finger as it easily penetrated his love tunnel.

"Mike," someone called from the mists of the shower room. "Get over here and fuck my ass for me!" My cousin bent over a figure that looked like Brad who was sucking off another black man. Must be Will, I thought, getting the blowjob. I hadn't fucked my cousin in a while, so I removed my cummy fingers from my lover's butthole, positioned myself behind my always eager cousin, and entered him, as my cum smeared finger entered his mouth.

"YUM!" Larry moaned. "Your cum and Dave's asshole! Delicious!"

"Dave! Over here! I need you!" called a voice from the other end of the sex chain. It was Chuck. He always wanted Dave's dick up his asshole, as much as his lover enjoyed boning me.

The mists parted briefly, to reveal that I was fucking my cousin Larry, he was fucking Brad, Brad was blowing Will, Will was being fucked by the trainer, who was being fucked by Randy. Steve was eating Randy's asshole, while enjoying Chuck's dick up his ass, and finally Dave was fucking Chuck.

As if on cue, one man after another began to grunt and spew forth his hot, creamy load into the waiting, thirsty receptacle around his dick. I don't know which one started it, but it did seem to begin at the far end of the line. Dave could have done it. Chuck's well- educated and well-fucked milking hole massaging his big headed cock would be an undeniable draw from his big horse nuts. One after another, the men shot their funky loads. Even Steve, who didn't have anyone working his dick, was squirting with assistance from Chuck's hand.

After several moments of recovery, the trainer tried once more to get us out of there so he could clean up and close the place. The other group from the steam room had joined us in the showers as our collective climax hit. With big smiles, they watched the last frantic couplings. Esteban and George got hard-ons, again.

"The trainer said he'd take on all dicks that needed a hot place to fuck," Will said as he hefted the balls and dick of the trainer. "He's sure good at taking big, black dicks up his ass. Look at this hot hole!" he said, bending the trainer over and spreading his ass cheeks. "Doesn't that make your dick hard?"

Indeed it did. "Yeah," George said, moving in for a closer inspection. Esteban only nodded. I could use a nice, hot, white butthole around my hard dick right about now!" George snared another condom, rolled it on, and plugged into the trainer's butt, without any attempt at civility. The trainer had already experienced Brad and Randy, so taking on George wasn't going to be a problem. Still, the suddenness of the onslaught surprised him and he gasped at the invasion. "Yeah, Fucker! Take it like a man!" George snarled.

Esteban moved around in front of the trainer. His big horse cock brushed the trainer's lips. The bent-over man opened his mouth as Esteban drove forward. Without hesitation, the trainer took Esteban's dick to the root and held it. Esteban grabbed the trainer's ears and fucked furiously. Without letting his partner up for air, Esteban was filling the trainer's gullet with hot sperm within 10 seconds. A tight throat on a big dick will have that impact, I thought.

Other cocks started to rise as Esteban pulled out. Will moved in to replace him. Other men turned off their showers to join in, again.

Dave and I looked at each other, shook our heads, and grabbed our towels. We'd had enough of this for an evening. Even though it wasn't a "school night", we were bushed and needed to recharge our batteries. We still hadn't fucked or sucked off that trainer, but there would be other days for that. Besides, I thought, I'd rather do him right and not have to compete for his attention with so many men around. Dave and I would try to get him to come home with us some night when he didn't have to close up and clean the club.

After toweling off, we put on our clothes, and drove home. Without fanfare, or even much conversation, we tumbled into bed, completely sated.

In the middle of the night, Dave had to get up to take a leak. I had to go to, so I joined him. In the semi-darkness, we stood next to each other, pissing into the bowl.

"Didn't mean to wake you, Sugar," he drawled. "But, my friend insisted it was time to be drained."

"I had to piss, too."

My stream slowed, then stopped. He continued his flow. He did have to piss! I flopped mine a couple of times, washed my hands, and got back into bed. Dave flushed the toilet, washed up, and snuggled up next to me. IN less than a minute, he was asleep. I reached over and felt for his dick. After pissing, it was flaccid. I didn't mind. I loved feeling him up. His dick was always so big and his balls so full and round. I never tired of his obsidian toys.

"If you wake him up, you'll get fucked," Dave warned. Guess he wasn't asleep, after all.

"I've been threatened with worse," I playfully countered, squeezing his dickhead, again. "I'm always amazed at how big that damned thing is."

"Just be careful with it," he warned, again. I continued to play with the head and squeeze the shaft. I could feel it begin to lengthen. "It's starting to wake up," Dave chided me. I didn't slow down the modified hand job he was getting. "You lookin' to get fucked?" he finally asked.

"Thought you'd never ask," I replied. "I never got one dick up my ass all night."

"Don't know if I can cum, but I sure know I'm gonna fuck your hot ass if you keep that up."

"I don't care if you cum or not. Just fuck me, Daddy!"

"Get the towels and I'll get the lube," he ordered.

Releasing his black snake for a moment, I grabbed a couple of towels. He'd retrieved the lube. "How ya want it?" he asked.

"Just get on my back, stick it in, and fuck me ASS!" I begged from a face down, stretched out position. "NOW!"

His long, thick index finger snaked into my butt crack, sliding toward the prize. When he hit my sphincter, I sighed. He pushed his digit into me, then pulled out. "Pretty tight, tonight, Sugar," he leered. "Extra lube for the virgin," he added, squirting out more lube for the dispenser than the usual amount on to his fingers.

With a practiced hand, he pulled my ass cheeks apart, kissing the pucker in the middle. His tongue darted out and laved the sensitive circle. My butthole tried to pull him in, to get it deeper. I wasn't being subtle. I needed a big cock, not a tongue.

He read my message clearly. In an exchange that would impress a relay team, his lubed fingers replaced his tongue. Two digits rubbed lube over the first few inches of my ass chute, massaging my prostate. He was doing this on purpose, just to prolong the sensation and get me VERY warmed up.

"FUCK ME, DAMN IT!" I howled in sexual frustration.

His fingers pulled out. He took a moment to admire my round, muscled ass (and to frustrate me a little more). Then, he positioned himself and smeared some of the excess lube on his hard horse cock. The blunt tip of his dick pressed against my hole. I willed myself to relax and open up for that big fucking ass-ripper of his. He hadn't squeezed down the head to make it easier to get it in. He loved not making it smaller to get into my ass. The head was more sensitive and gave him more pleasure if it were full of his hot blood.

I relaxed a little more and pushed back with my hips. His dick sailed into me, the thick head slipping by my prostate with a bounce as the flange went by, burying itself more than half way before he slowed.

The entry was quick, but painless. I pushed back harder into him, telegraphing my "fuck me deeper!" message. His torso settled atop me as his cock descended into my hungry depths. I felt his scratchy pubic hair against my round butt cheeks. Reaching behind me, I pulled my ass cheeks farther apart and pushed back against him once more. This time, I felt his kinky hair grind into my ass ring.

"Yeah!" I sighed. "That's a REAL dick!"

Dave curved his fingers around my shoulders to get good leverage for pulling himself more into me. I arched my back and thrust my hips back into him, again. The head of his dick moved inside me. I could feel its thickness and the heavy flange of the fat head. He was hot for my asshole, too!

"You keep that up and I'll cum," he warned me.

"That's what I had in mind, Love. Fuck me hard and deep. I really need you tonight."

He pulled his cock out almost completely, leaving in only the head. I could feel it pulsing against my ass lips as it rumbled by my prostate, again. He pushed back in a few inches and started to fuck my prostate and ass ring. If he didn't stop that routine soon, I'd be the one cumming!

Dave knew he had me. I was an easy target for his hard, thick dick and his hot, hard, massive body on top of me, fucking me like he was. I pushed back into him to keep him from making me cum too soon. His fucking motion pushed him in all the way. I clamped down tight and worked my ass muscles to get him to climax before I did.

We fought this way for another agonizing minute before he won. DAMN, I thought. The fucking of my prostate and ass lips with that thick cockhead of his pushed me into a scalding climax. I came into the sheets in a torrent.

"FUCK ME!" I yelled over and over, again.

He was happy to oblige me. But, the rhythmic pull of my ass muscles on his dick as I climaxed was too much for him, too. He held his breath, trying not to cum. I bounced back up into him to make my climax even more pleasurable and, in the process, pushed him beyond his level to withstand.

Knowing that he couldn't stop it, he rammed me hard, burying his 11" steel spike as far as he could. He ground it in and fucked rapidly. Only a couple inches of his cockmeat raced in and out as he found a tight spot that he liked high inside me, and fucked my brains out.

I lay in a pool of my own cum. Dave's dick spewed forth his love juices, which puddled around his convulsing dickhead. We stayed coupled for several minutes while his dick drained into my ass. He stayed atop me, resting. I loved it. I could feel his heart beating on my spine and in the head of his buried cock.

This is what love is all about.

The Teenager in Mike's Past

Early the next morning (far too early), the telephone rang. It was already 8 a.m., but I wasn't ready to greet the day. Dave answered the phone.

"Hello?" he said as brightly as he could, considering he'd just been awakened by a sharp ringing. "Yeah, just a minute." He handed me the phone. "For you," he added, rolling over.

"Hello?" I said groggily into the receiver.

"Mike! This is Kurt Jorgensen. How ya doin'?" came a voice far too cheerful for this hour of the morning. That name, though, was VERY familiar.

"Kurt!" I finally said, recalling whom it was. "I haven't heard from you in ages. How're YOU doin'?"

"Just fine," answered the happy voice. "Sounds like you are doing well, too. That's some stud that answered the phone. A trick or something more serious?"

"Much more serious," I answered and evaded at the same time. Racing through my cloudy mind was our first encounter (of many) and his promise to come over and get the fucking of his dreams from me when he turned 18. I wasn't a chicken hawk, but this guy would turn any gay man into a cradle robber. He was a very big, mature man, even when he was only 14. And I knew him when he was 13 and still growing into a man. By the time he was 16, he was 6'6" tall and weighed a good 230 of solid muscle.

"Oh, I see. Uh, gee, I don't know what to say. I was really looking forward to that all night fuck that you'd promised," Kurt almost whined. A guy as big as that couldn't whine, but he could sure make you feel like you were the problem. Very good at the guilt trip, I thought.

"Look, Kurt," I stalled, "let me talk it over with Dave and we'll get back to you. When did you say your birthday was, again?"

"Next Saturday."

"You still at the same number?"

"Uh huh."

"Okay, I'll call you there tonight by 8. I may not have an answer by then, but I will call, Kurt."

"If you're passing up this fine ass, you must have something really great going on with that stud in bed with you. I always knew that you were too good of a man to not get a lover. I'm just surprised and a little disappointed that it happens now so close to my birthday," he continued to pout.

"It's been going on for several months. Look, I'll call you later, and I can explain it all better then. Okay?"

"For sure. See ya, then."

I rang off and looked over at Dave. He was looking at me with a quizzical and accusatory face.

"So?" he asked.

"Long story," I countered.

"I've got the time," he challenged.

"Let's do it over breakfast. I need a shower and some time to get this all together."

"Really?" Dave said with concern. "Is it good or bad?"

"Well, I think of it as good, but I don't know whether or not you'll agree."

"Just tell me what's going on, and I'll be as fair and supportive as possible," Dave replied smiling. "Just do the old `stream of consciousness' routine. I'll try to help."

"It may be me that will need help from you."

"Hmmm," he mused. "Okay, start at the beginning."

I rolled out of bed and turned on the shower. "I think I'll give you the punch line first; then, back up and explain from there."

"Okay," he said, stepping into the shower with me.

"This is a guy that I promised to fuck all night long the day he turned 18."

"Oh," Dave said. "OH!" he smiled when it sunk it. "You've been fucking some little underage number?"

"It gets better," I said with a flat voice.

Dave winced. He knew this was leading somewhere. "Sorry. Didn't mean to interrupt. Go on."

"This all started about 4 years ago…."

"FUCK!" Dave exploded. "You were fuckin' this kid when he was, was 13?" he quickly calculated.

"Almost 14 when I first met him. And simmer down, Dave. This is a guy that you'd have gone for as well."

"Like Hell! I'm not a fuckin' cradle robber!" he bristled.

"Well, I didn't think I was either! Stop being so judgmental and accusatory! It was an innocent mistake."

"This, I gotta hear," he said with eyes blazing.

"I should have started at the beginning and pulled the punch line at the end," I sighed.

"Okay, I'm sorry. I'm pouncing when I should be listening. But, Mike, this kid is jailbait we're talkin' about here!"

"Just cool your jets. I'll tell you all about it while we get breakfast."

As we finished our shower and dressed, I told Dave about how I'd met Kurt and what had happened after that. By the time we had breakfast prepared and eaten, I'd explained the whole situation, including the all night fuck for his 18th birthday. The story unfolded like this:

Not long after my divorce, I was getting tired of the lateness of the bar scene (meaning, don't bother going out until at least 11 p.m.), and wanted something to cool my over-revved libido in the early evening. The park was the perfect outlet.

Known for years as the place to meet other men who wanted to meet other men, the local park was particularly notorious. With two of the mayor's gay sons as frequenters of the park, it was never raided. The neighbors didn't mind as long as you weren't doing it in the open or in their front yards.

I'd donned my best trawling clothes to get me a man. I was feeling particularly slutty that evening, and wore my most threadbare Levi's and a tank top. That "drag" showed off my body very well, and left no question as to what I was "packin".

There were several spots in the park where the bushes were thick, but a trail had been blazed (and kept open by frequent use) to clearings in the middle. One of my favorite places was beneath an old fir tree. I wasn't disappointed. One guy was on his knees sucking the good-sized tool of another. Both men were in good shape and wearing next to nothing.

A third guy was standing off to the side, watching. I noticed him right away. He was younger than the two active men, wore nylon running shorts with a pronounced bulge and wet spot in front. His t- shirt had been taken off and tucked into the rear waistline of his shorts. He was slender, but certainly not skinny, possessing a swimmer-like body. His fuzzy legs had the same blonde downy covering as his forearms. No hair was evident on his chest. Although I didn't generally go for that type, the big dick lump in his shorts and the widening wet spot had my immediate attention.

I walked over casually (being careful not to block his view), and said, "Pretty hot, aren't they?"

"Uh huh," was the throaty response. I looked him over again now that I was closer, and noticed that his nipples were very erect and his dick noticeably throbbing. The precum spot was getting larger.

Emboldened by the big dick, I asked if he'd like a blowjob like the other guy was getting. He looked at me with the innocent eyes of a fawn caught in the headlight beams of an on-rushing auto. "Trust me," I said. "You'll love it." Without saying more, I moved in front of him, pulled his shorts down to expose his hard-on (which sprang up and slapped his stomach ABOVE the navel--a BIG one!) and big fuzzy nuts. I released the elastic band beneath his ball bag, which pushed his dick and balls forward.

His dick was still leaking profusely. My mouth covered the head of it and I sucked hard. All of the above, from "trust me" to my mouth engulfing his prick took under two seconds. He was so surprised that he didn't back off.

A contented sigh escaped his lips. He thrust his hips forward, propelling his hot member to the back of my throat. His big cockhead crushed against the roof of my mouth. I stroked his tight ballsac and pulled back to the tip of his expanding dickhead. "Ungh!" he moaned as his legs wobbled and his eyes closed. His dick jerked and a stream of cum barreled into my thirsty mouth followed by another and another. Each volley produced a grunt and a thrust. His bloated dick squirted his ball honey into my eager mouth with such volume and rapaciousness that I had to swallow twice to get it all. He must have shot seven or eight times into my maw before his knees buckled and he fell to his knees.

His hot dick popped out of my mouth as he collapsed. I broke his fall by quickly grabbing his under the arms. His face landed squarely in my crotch with his mouth hanging open on the near sheer covering over my hard cock. He gained his composure quickly, closing his mouth, but realizing at the same time that his lips were nearly wrapped around my dick. It was my turn to moan and thrust my dick into his face, now.

He pulled away and stood up. "Sorry," he apologized. "I didn't mean to get so carried away."

"I didn't mind at all," I assured him. "I enjoyed it, too. And the way you shot your creamy load, I know you did." He smiled sheepishly. "You sure were hot to get off," I continued. "I don't think I've ever had a guy go off so fast before." I paused. "Is this kinda new to you?" I asked, having added up all the obvious markers.

"Well, yeah," he agreed. "I've shot off a few times, but not with someone else," he admitted.

"So, this is your first time with another guy?"

"Uh huh." He grinned self-consciously again with all the innocence that youth can give a growing man. He looked me in the eye and smiled. Looking away over my shoulder, he seemed startled. I spun around hoping it wasn't the police, but only saw the two other guys getting more into their sex. Instead of getting a blowjob, the guy was filling the tight asshole of his partner with his stiff, slick dick.

"Geez!" the kid exploded in a stage whisper. "Would you look at that! I didn't think a guy could do that with another guy. Doesn't it hurt?" he asked out loud to no one in particular, and then looked at me and smiled, again. He couldn't help being innocent. This guy had never seen anything like this before and was simply astonished that it could be done.

"At first, it might," I answered. But, after a while, you get to love it. That's one of the best things you can do with your dick," I smiled broadly back at him. The elastic band of his shorts were still lodged under his balls, so I could see that the scene before us was turning him on enough to get his dick hard again. "You oughta try it. It's great!" I added.

He had a startled look on his face. I knew I'd said that wrong. "I mean," I added quickly, "you oughta fuck a guy's ass so you know how good it is. Getting a blowjob is good, but cumming in a hot stud's butt is ten times better."

"I don't know if I could stand ten times better," he smiled, remembering his collapse after climaxing in my mouth only a few moments before.

The two guys fucking were hitting the end of their rutting. The one getting fucked had been bent over in front of his sex partner. We could easily see how hung the guy fucking was and how much the fuckee was enjoying it. The smile and moans from his lips said it all.

The pace was much faster, now. The guy in front was getting plowed so hard that his feet were leaving the ground on occasion. With one final lunge up the guy's ass, the man doing the fucking buried his long, thick dick completely up the other's man's hungry butt and lifted him off the ground. He bucked and fucked into the other guy's hot bottom with rapid jabs. That was all it took to get the fuckee off. With a howl, the man getting fucked let loose with his dick gravy, spraying the shrubbery in front of him with his male nectar.

"Damn! That's hot," the kid with me said. "It does look like both of them are really enjoying it."

"I'd be happy to show you how great it can be," I suggested. "I'd love to have that hard dick of yours up my ass." The kid looked at me as if I'd lost my mind.

"Are you sure? That's gotta hurt," he insisted.

"I've done it before. You'll just have to go nice and easy at first, and then you can do anything you want."

"Yeah?"

"You bet. I'd love to."

"Here?"

"It's much more comfortable where I live." He paused, thinking about my offer. "I only live a couple of blocks away." He was still thinking. "And I promise not to do anything you don't want to do. Okay?"

His resolve was melting. "Come on," I said as I pulled up his shorts. He hadn't even seemed to notice that they were still down and his dick was up. I took him by the elbow and led him out of the clearing, through the brush. "This way," I said, pointing him toward the north end of the park and my house.

On the way, we exchanged names. Because he had to think about what his name was, I wasn't sure that he gave me his real name. As it turned out, he had. He must have decided that it would do no harm to give his first name. Kurt was a bundle of questions about sex with other men, and about how to do it without getting shit all over your dick when you're fucking a guy up the ass. With infrequent questions slipped in by me, I found out that he'd been thinking about sex with other men for a couple of years. Then, he'd heard about the park and the guys that go there. He'd gone just to observe, and never thought some guy as handsome and hunky as me would show up and offer him a blowjob. A damned good one, he said.

I also found out that this was in fact his first time, and he'd never done anything at all with other guys. He hadn't even felt up a friend during a sleep over with the other guy was asleep or traded jack-offs. He'd seen a lot of dicks in the showers at school and only a glimpse of one that was hard. But, never in a hundred years, had he thought about sticking his dick up a guy's butthole.

In less than five minutes, we were in my bedroom. I took my clothes off, watching him watch me. His eyes widened when he saw how hard, thick, and long my dick was. I told him to go ahead and touch it, or suck it if he wanted to. He looked at me a little disgusted, but reached out and felt the hard shaft, then, the head, and wet piss slit. He was intrigued by the slippery fluid streaming from the opening.

I pulled his shorts down completely this time, admiring the view. REAL nice dick, I thought. Full balls and a dick with a hot upward curve to it. This will be fun!

Moving to the bed, I beckoned him closer. He removed his shoes and socks, then joined me. "What do I do?" he asked. This guy really is a virgin, I confirmed again. But, his hard dick wanted to start some action.

I said, "Kurt, I want you to fuck me and shoot your load up my ass." Kurt nodded, but I didn't think I'd connected with adequate detail. "Okay, this is what we're going to do. I'm going to lube up my butthole and your dick. Then, I'll lay on my back and put my legs on your shoulders. Then, you'll lean into me and stick your dick up my butt, gently, of course. Then, you'll fuck me until you cum. But, this time, Kurt, see if you can hold off more than one stroke before squirting." He smiled that self-conscious smile of his.

"Okay," he agreed. "My wiener is sure hot for screwing or anything else it would seem. And I'm sorry about shooting off so fast in the park. I couldn't help it. Those guys really turned me on with what they were doing and your mouth on my hard dick was too much to resist."

"Okay," I sighed. "Just do the best you can and let's both enjoy this."

We both lubed up and were ready to go. I lifted my legs to his shoulders and he scooted into me. His dick wavered between my legs, so I rolled farther on to my shoulders, raising my butthole to a more even level with his hard dick. He grabbed his cockshaft and aimed it at my winking hole. "Easy now," I reminded him. "You got a big dick there, Boy, and I haven't been plowed in a couple of months." This was a lie, of course. I'd just been fucked by George, the bartender, a couple of night before.

"Okay," he agreed, again. "With the tip of his dick pressing against my opening, I relaxed my hole. The head of his dick slipped in past the collar. "Geez!" he whispered. "How'd you do that so easily? Doesn't it hurt?"

"Nope," I smiled. "Feels great! Just push in a little more and take it nice and slow." I grabbed his butt cheeks and guided him deeper inside my hunger hole. In another five seconds, he was all the way to his root. I could feel his pubic hair grinding against my pink hole.

"How does that feel?" I asked, smiling up at him.

"Wow! This is great! Are you sure this isn't hurting you?" he asked, again.

"Does this smile and moan of pleasure tell you what you want to know?"

"Yeah, I guess it does." He paused. "Now what?"

"Now, you fuck the hell out of me, and try not to cum on the second stroke."

"I'll try," he said without much conviction. I think he knew his limits were low, probably from how easy it was for him to cum when he jacked off.

"Try a push-up position or some other way that feels comfortable for you. Just make sure your dick is happy," I advised him.

He smiled innocently again, and set up a good rhythm. Like all men, he naturally took to screwing. Within 15 seconds, he was starting to tremble, and his breathing became erratic. "Hold off if you can or stop if you need to. But, if you really want to cum, GO for it!"

Kurt slowed his pace to a near standstill. I grabbed his hard ass with both hands and pulled him deeply into me on one of his slow thrusts inward. That was a big mistake! He'd been teetering on the brink of a climax, and that action had pushed him over the edge.

"Ah, Geez!" he groaned. "I'm gonna cum!"

"Then, fuck me fast and hard!" I begged.

Without asking for directions or clarifications, he set up a frantic in and out motion that pounded my ass into the bed. In less than five seconds, I felt his dick swell inside me, and his first shot of scalding cum flooded my guts.

"Oh, Geez, oh GEEZ, Oh, OH!" he moaned as each shot of cum left his balls and rocketed into my thirsty, happy ass. I was close to shooting, too, but I decided to hang on. This guy's dick was really nice and I wanted a longer ride. His recovery would probably be fast, and the next fuck long enough to get me off.

When his climax subsided, he started to pull out. "Don't pull out!" I urged him. "I like your dick in me. It feels so good. And all that cum has got to flow out of your dick before you can pull out anyway. Don't want to leave a trail of cum on your legs, do you?" He smiled.

"Here," I directed. "Let's roll on to your side and give your legs a break."" I clamped down hard on his dick to keep it from slipping out, and rolled to the right. He came with me.

He smiled at me, again. "What did you think of your first fuck?" I asked him.

"Awesome!" he exulted. "And you were right. It is better than a blowjob, and I didn't think anything could beat that!"

I chuckled. "It is pretty good, isn't it. Wanna do it, again?"

"Really? You want me to screw you, again?"

"Hell, yes!" I quickly agreed. "You've got a great dick for it and my ass loves it. Besides, after your fast shooting, you should be able to really ride me this time without cumming so fast."

"Sorry," he said apologizing. "I can't help it. It was too good."

"Don't worry about it," I soothed. "I did the same thing on my first couple of tries."

He brightened and then asked, "Don't you cum when you are having sex?"

"All the time. Just not as quickly as you do."

"Sorry," he apologized again.

"That was insensitive of me," I said. "Let me try again. I always like getting my nut off when I'm with another guy. Most of the time, he is sucking my dick when I'm sucking his, or I'm screwing him, or he sucks me off, or whacks me off while he's fucking me."

"Yeah?" Kurt asked wide-eyed. "Two guys suck each other off as the same time?"

"Sure. You've heard of a 69?"

He gave me a blank stare. Where has this guy been, I asked myself. "Let me show you." I pulled myself away from his softening dick with a plop. Moving on to my back again, I instructed him to straddle my shoulders and point his head toward my feet. He immediately saw how it was done.

"And then, you just start sucking their dick and you can cum this way?" he asked again.

"Uh huh. Simple as that. Wanna try it?" I asked, leading him along.

"Uh, no. I don't think so."

"Not ready for it yet, huh? That's okay. This is a lot for one day. You've had your first blowjob and piece of hot ass, and you're about ready to get your second." I rolled over on to my stomach. "If you can get your dick hard, I'm sure I've got enough lube and cum in my ass for you to fuck me, again. A good way to start is just lying on my back, face down, and enjoying the feel of your skin against mine."

He did as instructed. He meshed against my back all the way down to my ankles. His dick found its way into my ass crack. It wasn't completely flaccid, so it was still a nice piece. "Now, you can hump me until your dick gets hard, or just enjoy the view. Do what feels good."

His hips started humping my ass with slow deliberate, grinding motions. He was enjoying the sensation of my round, muscled ass against his lower abdomen, and the feel of his dick sliding up and down my fuzzy ass crack. In less than a minute, his dick was hard enough to stick up my butt, again. I reached behind me and pulled my ass cheeks apart. "Go for it, Big Boy!" I urged him. "You remember how."

He smiled and rubbed his now hard cock into my crack, pushing against the opening. His dick slipped in easily. In one stroke, he was completely buried. "Ahhh," I moaned. "You feel so fucking good inside me." Kurt ground his steely rod into my upturned butthole. It did feel good. I could enjoy this for hours, I thought.

Kurt started a slow in and out motion which made all of me feel good. His breathing and groans told me how good it felt to him as well. "Kurt?" I whispered. His fucking paused. "Let's try some more positions. You need more of an education."

We tried several new positions with his dick inside me. All of them felt good to me, but his favorite was doggie style. He kept wanting to go back to that one. As if it were the most natural thing to, he was fondling my hard dick with his right, and then his left hand. He especially liked smearing my precum over my dickhead and jacking on it.

I agreed finally after five minutes of other positions to return to doggie style. The kid wanted to get his rocks off again, and pulled on my dick at the same time to get me off.

But, I had only begun to enjoy his humping when his dick rocketed into me and he came, again. He worked on my inflated hose trying to get it to finally climax, but he wasn't successful, yet. His bubbling cum shooting into my ass was quicker than I'd expected, so my dick wasn't ready to fire when he did.

"You'll get me off, Kurt," I assured him. "Don't worry about it. Let's go shower, and I'll show you how to have fun there as well."

He was eager to please and get his cock hard, again. I adjusted the water temperature in the shower, and Kurt stepped in. I sat on the can for a moment to get rid of some of the sperm he'd shot into me, but joined him quickly. "Let me show you one of my favorite things to do," I told him. "You'll probably love this," I added. "Turn around and bend over a little for me." He obliged, but warily, thinking I might want to fuck him (a thought that had crossed my mind more than once). "That's right." I knelt down and spread his ass cheeks, exposing his succulent, pink, furry, virgin hole. I could tell that he'd already soaped it from the bubbles there.

Kissing both his ass cheeks, I moved to zero in on his pucker, but very slowly. I bent him over farther, so that his balls and dick hung between his legs, but within easy reach of my massaging hands. Each time I licked his balls, he moaned; and moaned more loudly each time my lips grazed the tip of his cock (which I'd pulled between his legs). He accommodated my ministrations by bending over farther to give me an easier time of sucking his dick.

He was bent over almost double when I speared his butthole with my tongue. Kurt bolted upright, and clamped his ass shut. He knew it was coming, but wasn't ready for the electric charge it sent through his body. "Damn!" he exploded. "That was something! What did you do?"

"Just gave you the next best thing you can do with your butthole," I responded.

He thought a minute, then smiled. "And I have to assume that you mean the best thing is when some guy fucks your ass? Right?"

"You catch on real fast," I smiled. "And you sure seemed to like the next best thing."

"Yeah, but getting screwed is another."

"That's cool," I retorted. "I just wanted to give you a good time by licking your butt. I know I sure enjoyed it. You did too, didn't ya?"

"Well, it was so sudden and unexpected…."

"Not THAT unexpected," I replied.

He smiled. "Well, not that unexpected. I knew where you were headed, but I just didn't expect you to really get there."

"Or your reaction to be so pronounced?"

"Yeah," he laughed. "That, too."

"So, shall we continue?" I urged.

"And if I don't like it, you'll stop?"

"That's what we agreed."

"Okay."

I pushed his back down, and his pink pucker presented its virginal self, again. I dove for it, and slathered it well with my tongue. He pinched his ass cheeks closed, again. Several more attempts were required before he got used to the idea, and the electric shock jolting through him each time I licked his puckered hole.

He reached between his legs and grabbed my dick, hoping to jack me off as I ate his butt. He had no idea how hot this was making me, nor now easy it was going to be to get me off. Knowing that I was going to enjoy eating his hole and that his jacking motions on my dick were going to be a fatal combination, I moved closer and pulled his hips back into my hungry face. Burrowing my tongue in as deeply as I knew how, I tongue-fucked my new conquest, savoring each twitch and grasp of his tight hole.

The stroking of my cock was getting to my balls along with the heady feel of his butthole on my tongue. I started humping his hand and drilling his butt. In under a minute, I was squirting my pent up cum on his legs and eating out his hole with gusto. It was the best butt I'd eaten since, well, since I'd eaten out George, the bartender's butt just the week before. George was better at appreciating it, but Kurt was so virginal and enthusiastic.

"Damn!" he said as my cum stream hit him the fifth time, "you sure do cum a lot!"

When I finally settled down and uncoupled from his tasty hole, and my dick stopped shooting and only dribbled, I answered him, "You inspired me and it's been a long time. I really like eating your butt."

"And I liked it, too," Kurt said agreeably. "It really sent sparks through my nuts. I think I'm ready to cum again," he said proudly as he turned and stuck his stiff dick in my face.

"You wanna fuck me with that or get another blowjob?"

"Much as I liked fucking you, Mike, I'd like to get a blowjob where I didn't fire off in less than five seconds like I did in the park," he smiled innocently.

Without a word, I clamped my lips over the head of his dick and started sucking. My hands went to his balls to massage them, but they were already tight against the base of his prick. This kid was hot for sex!

This time, it did take more than five seconds. He may have lasted a minute. What really got him off was my cum-slick finger probing his butt just as he was about to fire his dick gravy down my throat. When my finger passed through his sphincter easily and tickled his prostate, he thrust his hips forward, and grasped my finger with his hole. His dickhead caromed off the back of my throat and raced down my gullet. I felt his butt convulse, his dickhead swell, and another thrust, all at once. I "finger-waved" his prostate and pulled back enough to suck on the head of his swollen cock.

He fired again and again. I have no idea where all that cum came from, but he had it in as much abundance as he did in the park the first time I tasted his sweet male nectar. I pulled my finger out of his tight asshole and licked the last drop of cum from the tip of his softening prick. He nearly collapsed again liked he'd done in the park. Again, I bolstered him by catching him under the arms and with my hand on his round ass.

"I thought I was pissing when I came that time," he exclaimed. "And what's with the finger up the butt. I didn't agree to that!"

"Your dick sure liked it, and SO did your asshole," I challenged him. "Your butt took to my finger like a natural. Your prostate made you cum like a racehorse, and your whole body shook with the intensity of your climax. I think you liked it plenty!"

His eyes flared, but he saw me smiling. He finally smiled, too. "Yeah, I guess I did," he finally admitted. "But, that was sure sneaky with the finger thing."

"I thought you'd enjoy it and I knew your prostate would."

"Is that what hit me so hard?"

"In the park, you were overcome by a hard climax. This time was no different. You just had more of your `buttons' pushed."

He smirked, and lapsed into thought. We finished our showers, dried off, and put our clothes back on.

"Uh, Mike?" he asked.

"Yeah?"

"Would you mind if I came over to your house, again? I'd sure like to do this again sometime."

"Sure, Kurt. Anytime." I moved to my desk and jotted down my phone number. "But, call first. I want to be sure to be here when you come over."

"Okay."

I didn't have long to wait. Two days later, he called and wanted to come over. He said he wanted to go farther and do more than last time. And he did! He finally started to be more than just trade. He sucked my dick while I sucked his, but not to the point of taking my cum. He got my finger up his butt, again, as I sucked him off. Then, he fucked me with that beautiful cock of his, and went home.

In another two days, he called again, and wanted to do more, again. I was ready for him, even though it was the middle of the week. And this time, he wanted me to fuck him! I reminded him that I had a big dick and it was neither going to be easy for him, nor would it be painless. But, he wanted to try it anyway. He knew how much I liked getting screwed and how good my finger felt up his ass. It did take a couple of minutes to get him relaxed enough to attempt it. My dickhead slipped in and we rested while he got used to my cock. He kept inching back on to my hard member until he had all but the last inch in him. That last inch was just too much to take.

We set up an easy fucking motion, but the tightness and virginity was too much for me. In less than a minute of fucking that beautiful ass, I was squirting several heavy, hot volleys of cum up his eager, young butt. As we were doing this in a face-to-face position, I'd bent over to suck his dick. He was firing off his load as I ended shooting mine. Kurt sure seemed to like this. And before he went home, we showered again, and he fucked me in the shower.

For nearly a month, this went on. He'd call. I'd agree, and he'd race over on his bike. We'd fuck each other for several hours if he had the time, or I didn't have to be somewhere, but he'd never stay overnight. We talked about a lot of things, about love, relationships, and so on. But, I made it very clear and he understood that we were enjoying our sexualities and we weren't in love. He did understand it, but I never knew if he really felt it.

Finally, I suggested that we go out to the bar together and then come back and fuck. I wanted to show him off, but he didn't want to go out. He just wanted to come over and bury my dick up his hole and his up mine. He finally talked me into letting him come over before going out and fucking first.

Well, we fucked each other, then, I started to get ready to go out. He put his clothes back on slowly, but seemed to be holding back.

"You're still not wanting to go out, are you, Kurt?" I asked.

He shook his head to the negative. "Why not? Don't want to be seen with me?" I smiled.

"Oh, NO!" he quickly countered. "It isn't that at all! I just, well, I…." He trailed off.

"Okay, spill it. What's going on?"

"I can't go out to the bars!" he finally admitted loudly.

I looked at him in bewilderment. "Why not?" I asked innocently.

"I'm not old enough," he answered softly, almost ashamed.

"Not old enough?" I repeated in the same tone. "You mean you aren't over 18, Kurt?"

"Not even close."

"What? But, Kurt, you're a big guy. Hell, you're a man. You got a man-sized dick on you and cum gallons. And you got a good build as well." I paused, almost afraid to ask the next question. He wasn't looking at me. "Kurt," I finally said, "just how old are you?"

"I'll be 14 next month."

"WHAT!?" I fairly exploded. "Fourteen!? Next month?! SHIT! I've been fucking a child! GAWD! Am I in trouble!"

"No, Mike! I didn't mean it that way. I love our times together. You've been an inspiration to me. I'm more confident and stuff like that. I feel more a man than I ever have or probably will."

"But, Kurt! You're only 13 for God's sake!"

"So, I've matured fast. And I liked what we did. What's the problem?"

"You're only 13! That's a BIG problem!"

"Geez, Mike. I'm sorry. I can't help how old I am."

I looked at the kid. He was surely sorry and apologetic. I thought he was going to cry. "Look, Kurt." I paused to get him to look at me. He finally did. His eyes were flooded. "The problem is that I'm fucking a 13 year old, a good-looking, six foot tall, hung, 13- year-old. Nonetheless, you're a minor. And I could go to jail for a lot of years for that, Kurt."

"Hey, Mike, no one will know. I won't blab. I liked what we did and want to keep doing it."

"Geez, Kurt! You don't understand. No matter how great this is, we just can't keep doing it. You ARE underage!"

"I'm sorry, Mike."

"Stop saying you're sorry," I said exasperated. He started to say it, again, but caught himself. He looked like a whipped puppy.

"Look, Kurt," I started. He looked up to me, hoping that I'd weaken. "We simply can't do this. I'm contributing to the delinquency of a minor. Even if we were both enjoying it, we simply can't do it. You're not a consenting adult." He looked dejectedly away.

"But, I want to anyway," he said almost childishly.

"Kurt, look at me." He did. "I know that you've liked this. Hell, so have I. But, as much as I'd like to continue doing it, I simply can't."

"But…."

"Kurt, you have discovered something wonderful. That's sex. And I can't put the genie back in the bottle," I sighed. "I know that you're enjoying fucking and sucking with me, but you'll have to find boys, uh, guys your own age."

"Guys my own age are children. I'm easily the biggest guy around," he protested.

"Well, then graduate to the older ones, but be sure that they are under 18 or they could be in the same kind of trouble that I could be in, if we were ever discovered."

We discussed this for another half-hour before I finally got him to agree that I was right, and we had to end our physical relationship. I told him that I still wanted to be his friend, and that I thought he was one of the brightest teenagers I knew. I wanted him to succeed and would be there anytime he need me, except for sex. I could probably help him more than anyone else could about the kind of sex that he liked. And he especially had to wear condoms and make sure his partner did, too. What we did was risky and we shouldn't have been doing it, unsafely. But, I knew I was negative, and assumed that he was truthful when he said he was a virgin.

He understood that part, but still wanted to have sex with me, occasionally. I told him that just wouldn't be possible. He got me to agree, though, that when he was of age, that we'd spend all night and all day fucking until neither of us could get it up any more. That left him something to look forward to. So, we parted on a friendly basis, and a lingering hug and a soulful kiss. He nearly convinced me against my better judgment to fuck him one last time. I almost succumbed, but didn't.

So, how will Dave react? What about that birthday fuck? 13?? Comments to gymhunk@msn.com