This is a work of pure fiction, (Just how pure is in question!) based on the author's feelings, beliefs, and in some cases, experience. There may be graphic sexual encounters at times between men, so if this offends you, you are invited to retreat. If you are too young or it is otherwise illegal for you to be reading this kind if story, shame on you for reading it - - please stop here. If not, - - ENJOY!
Cast of Characters:
Cole Alexander Stephanson IV -- Our hero Jazz -- Coles oldest brother
Rod -- Coles middle brother Igor -- Cole's Tutoring Pupil
Cole Alexander Stephanson III -- Coles Dad Ethyl Stephanson -- Cole's mom
Rex Remlin-- Rod's best friend
From Chapter 4:
"Well, I don't wanna rush you."
I definitely felt rushed! But I wanted this so much I could taste it! My mind was racing faster than I could process it. Finally I said, "I -- uhhh -- (sigh!) Let's do it!"
"You sure, scrub?"
"NO, DAMMIT! But let's do it anyway! I -- I -- I'll take the responsibility! Don't worry, Rex, I won't blame anyone else, if I feel bad about it later. Right now I want it. I WANT IT!"
There were some people at the other end of the field who heard me and stared. But I calmed down and whispered, "Let's just do it!"
Chapter 5
We went into the house, and Mom asked if we were going to be staying for dinner. I told her I needed to get back to school, because we had some
tutoring to do. Well!!?? It wasn't a total lie! But who would be tutoring who?
"We're having pot roast!" She tempted.
"Mom!" I said. She knows how I love pot roast. She slow cooks it with onions and horse radish until it almost falls apart and melts in my mouth.
Timidly, Iggy said, "We could go back after dinner."
"Then that's settled!" she said. "Rex, are you staying too?"
"I'll call my mom!" He said. He did and accepted Mom's invitation.
My dad burst through the door. "Hello all! Beautiful day!"
"Can we assume your golfing went well, then?" Mom said.
"Oh yeah! I came THIS close to a hole in one on 13! If there was just a little hair around that hole, it woulda gone in! My balls can find any hole with hair around it!"
"Oh my! Frisky tonight are we?!" mom joked! "Well, we have young men here, dear, so you may want to curb your enthusiasm!"
"These men? They are not boys any more! Ah, there's something rejuvenating about a day -- or a night out with the guys!"
"I'll have to agree with that, sir!" Rex said. "Guys seem to just know what other guys need -- in a way that women can't know!" He smirked at Iggy and me. I was ready to shit. I wanted to laugh, but it didn't seem the right thing to do. I just nodded, as if I knew what he was talking about.
"Well, still, you may want to remember that there is a lady present." Mom added. "These boys -- er that is young men - still need a good example."
"I'm sorry dear. Point taken. It's just so invigorating to be with the guys!"
I know I sure felt invigorated already, just thinking about it! Invigorated -- and a little scared.
"You okay, son?" My dad asked. "You look a little worried or something."
"He's goin' out with the big boys tonight, sir." Rex said. "Don't worry -- we'll take good care of the scrub."
"I trust you, Rex. You can show him the ropes."
Man! Did my dad know what we were doing?? I felt very uneasy about this conversation.
"Cole is just tutoring Iggy here -- in anatomy -- right?" Mom said. "Are you going to be there too, Rex?" Rex ignored the question. "And did you want me to find your visible man model, Cole. It might help."
"I know where it is Mom. Thanks. Are we having carrots and potatoes too?"
Please God, help me change this conversation.
"Yes dear, and a green salad. "
"Mmmm -- smells ready!" I said.
"It is!" She said.
We sat and ate. I don't think I actually tasted anything. I inhaled it all. I only wanted to escape. I was sure that Mom or Dad could sense I was nervous about something, but neither said anything else, thank God!
Poor Rex had to follow us back. He wanted so much to ride with Iggy and me. But UCLA is only about 15 miles from Downey, so it went quickly. On the way, "Man, I felt like I was in the frying pan at dinner!" I said.
"Yeah, between your dad and Rex, I was feeling a little weird."
"Oh yeah! Could you believe what my dad was saying? And then Rex had to play into it! Rex has always been that way. He spent so much time at our house, Mom and Dad almost think of him as their own."
"I could tell." He said. I wondered if he felt a little jealous.
Once in the dorm room, Iggy said, "What -- I mean -- um -- where do we start?"
"I've never done this before either -- with two other guys." Rex said. It was almost funny that he was so cocky at my house and so timid here in the room.
"I have an idea." I said quietly.
"What?" Both guys asked.
"We could start where we left off in the steam room. Only maybe in the shower?"
We lost our clothes in seconds and went into the shower. Rex wrapped his arms around me from the rear and started playing with my tits again. Iggy followed up by getting in front of me. He kissed me first then my neck, and then started kissing Rex. I again worked on his neck and shoulders. We were all moaning at once. Iggy went back kissing my neck, then my mouth. His hand found its way to my rigid dick and teased all around it. I was also slowly stroking his.
Rex was squeezing and kneading my butt, and he put some hair conditioner on his hands and rubbed it really good. I was really getting into this. Then he came back up and started to kiss my neck as Iggy was now sucking on my tittes, and stroking me slowly. I let out a shuddering gasp, as Rex's tongue went into my mouth and his finger found its way into my butt!
I clenched my butt hard. This was about the time that I felt something hot and warm around my dick. "Ohhhhhh" I said, and Iggy slowly drew it into his mouth. Rex pulled his tongue out of my mouth but edged his finger deeped into my butt. I clenched again, which also flexed my dick in Iggy's mouth. He hummed his approval.
"OOO!" Rex said, "We have us a tight virgin ass here, Ig! This is gonna be hot!" He then stuck a second finger in.
"Ouch!" I said. "That hurts!"
Iggy withdrew his mouth from my dick and said, "Hey! Take it easy there, Rex. No hurry."
"Sorry scrub!" said Rex. "I've just wanted this butt of yours for so long!"
"I think we should go to the bed." Iggy said.
We dried off and went to the bed. "I wanna fuck that sweet ass of yours so bad!" Rex said. I didn't like the sound of that.
"All in due time, Rex!" Iggy said. "Who do you want to take your cherry, Cole?"
I felt I was put on the spot. I closed my eyes and then said, "Rex has been waiting the longest."
"YESSS!" Rex hollered, as if he had won something. I flinched when he said that.
"Here, scrub! Lie down on the bad." He commanded.
"Face down?" I asked.
"Face up, Cole," Iggy said. "Now, soften him up, Rex."
"What?" Rex asked. "My dad never softened me up!"
"Your DAD??!!" I said.
"Yeah! Didn't your dad show you these things, Ig?"
"No. He didn't." Iggy said disdainfully. And for Cole we are going to make his first time a good one."
"Spread your legs and put them over Rex's shouders, Cole." I did as I was told. I felt cool fingers prodding my anus. "Relax, Cole. Push out a little." Iggy continued. I looked at Rex's eyes. He looked impatient. Iggy's finger gently entered into me. He added some lube and stroked in and out several times. It was just getting to feel good when he said, "I'm gonna put another finger in, Cole. Ready?
"I guess." I said and I braced for the pain. There was none. His two fingers felt good in there. With two fingers, he kept opening and closing them, and that felt good. Then he added another finger, further stretching and helping my anus to relax. It took all my concentration to not clench. He fucked me for several minutes with his three fingers, then made it with four. It felt full, but still it felt good.
Then he removed the three and with one left, he stuck it way in and I knew he was stroking my prostate. It made me feel like I was gonna pee at first, but it just felt better and better. Then he said to Rex, in a soft voice, "He's ready."
I looked up into Rex's eyes, but he looked away. He put his dick against my sphincter and rammed it hard.
I don't think I ever had such searing pain! Blinding pain! I cried out.
"You IDIOT!" I heard Iggy say. My vision came back just in time to see Iggy knock Rex off me. Iggy lay down on top of me as if to shield me and wept in my ear. "I sooo didn't want it to be this way for you, Cole!" I was shaking from the trauma.
"Please don't, Iggy, Don't do it again!" I cried.
"No no no, Baby. I wouldn't do anything to hurt you!" he crooned in my ear, kissing my face all over.
I vaguely heard the door shut. "NO!" I hollered. I threw Iggy off me and ran to the door. I opened it and cried, "Don't go, Rex. Please! I know you didn't do it on purpose! Please don't go!" I was emotional. Luckily for us all, no one else was in the hall at the time. He hesitated, stood for a moment, his back to me, his head hanging low. "Please --- ?" I repeated. He turned slowly and met my eyes. His shoes and socks were in one hand, his shirt in the other. He had only put his pants back on before he left. His face was tear-streaked. He held my gaze as he slowly walked back. He had the presence of mind to gently push me back into the room before he spoke.
"Scrub, I'm so sorry! I'm SOOOO sorry. I never -- I -- there's no excuse -- I mean -- I - " He collapsed in front of me to his knees and hugged my knees and sobbed. I looked up at Iggy. He didn't look convinced. He still looked pissed. But I knew Rex. I spent too many hours and days with him and Rod -- most of my life. I knew he was sorry. I lifted him up. Again he collapsed, this time on my breast.
"Cole, I'll do anything -- ANYTHING -- to make this up to you."
By this time, some semblance of sanity had returned to me. I spoke quietly and determinedly. "Rex, I don't know if you could do anything -- anything to fix what just happened. He sobbed some more. "But I'm not going to hold it against you either. If you accidentally killed my brother, nothing could make it okay, but it would have been an accident -- right? Well, you `accidentally' spoiled my first time. It can't be fixed. But maybe -- maybe we can -- (sigh!) get over it -- or something." I was trying to make some sense of the situation -- for me. I don't know if I was making him feel better.
His whole body shook as he repeated, in a whisper, "anything."
"Well - - nothing right now. No promises, but - - maybe -- I don't know -- maybe another time, huh?"
He nodded his head. He slowly put on his shirt, socks and shoes. He started to leave. "Wait." I said.
He stopped, but didn't turn. I walked to him and wrapped my arms around him, my face on his back. I stood there for a moment my hands on his chest. He turned to face me. His eyes were still wet. "Really, Rex, I forgive you." He couldn't speak. He kissed me on the cheek. I moved over to his mouth, and behind his back, motioned to Iggy. I wanted him to get Rex's back. Instead, he came up to my back. He pasted himself to me, and fondled Rex's hair. I kissed Rex deeply and said, "Really -- Rex. This is not the end. I've wanted you too long for that!" He only nodded. He then extricated himself from us and walked out the door.
In his thick Russian accent, Iggy said, "Wow! You are amazing!" He was still hugging me from the rear. I turned in his arms.
"So are you, Iggy."
"No -- I meant how you could forgive him. I could never do that."
"It's in our culture, Iggy. I hope you can learn it from me- if I can teach you anything."
"What do you mean?"
"Americans. We forgive. We are a Christian nation. Most other nations can't understand this. They still think we want to occupy Iraq, for example, when all we want to do is create peace there and bring our guys home. We forgave the Germans and helped them rebuild. We forgave the Japanese and helped them to rebuild. And in the end we became a more prosperous nation trading with them.
"Still -- what he did to you -- as you said -- can't be fixed."
"That's true, Iggy. I hope to learn many more things from you. Maybe you can also learn from me. This I know -- or at least believe. I too became a Christian in High School. What I learned was that Jesus will forgive us of nearly anything. But we still have to live with the consequences, even if we are forgiven. Most people don't understand that there are still consequences."
"Oh."
"And if we forgive others, we can let go of the crap -- the bad stuff -- that makes us feel bad. Why hold on to stuff that drags me down. If I hated Rex for screwing up, how much worse would that make me feel than if I could love him?"
"Easy to say." Iggy said.
"It's a way of life. It's the American way, I think. It's why America is prosperous."
"How can you know these things?"
"Heh -- you mean at my age?"
"Yeah!"
"My dad. My mom. Even Rev. Wilson."
"They never taught anything like that in San Bernardino -- in school, anyway -- or in church."
"What church?"
"Orthodox."
"Russian Orthodox?"
"Yeah."
"Russian preachers?"
"Priests."
"Yeah, but - - Russian?"
"Yeah, but - "
"They're Russian, Iggy. They don't respect our country as we do. They think like Europeans -- like Russians. And you --- you're not even Russian -- are you?"
"No."
"Well, anyway -- bottom line is -- I can forgive Rex. He's my brother's best friend, and -- probably the only other guy besides my brother that I spent most of my time with, growing up. He's like another big brother to me."
"So -- you don't mind him calling you scrub?"
"Heck no. He means it with love!"
"Oh. I guess I do have a lot to learn from you -- too."
We were still standing, holding each other. My emotions were under control by now. I smiled and hugged him. I then initiated a kiss that turned passionate very quickly. "I liked what you were doing before Rex --- you know. Can we -- start over?" I asked.
"Wow!"
"What?" I said.
"You're amazing!" We kissed again. His hand swept down to my butt. It was still smeared with lube. He led me to the bed. "It's probably still pretty sore." He said.
"It feels okay." I said.
I lay down. He followed. He gently massaged my sphincter from the outside. It was sore, but I didn't say anything. I really wanted this now. He applied more lube and worked it open. I moaned. It was very tender. "You okay? It doesn't hurt?" He whispered.
"No." I lied. "Well, not too bad. Just take it easy."
"Don't worry. I will."
He started over as he had earlier. When he had softened me up plenty, he pushed at the entrance with his hard dick. I braced myself, trying to relax, but bracing for pain. I knew that Iggy's uncut dick was bigger than Rex's. Rex's was average -- about 4 ½ - 5" and about 1 1/2" thick, I'd guess. I knew that Iggy was at least 6". And thicker. As I was anticipating wincing, I felt the head go in. It felt strange. It didn't hurt much. I reached back and felt. Somehow, he had put on a condom without me even knowing.
He watched my eyes carefully as he pushed deeper and deeper in short strokes. I'm sure he saw the fear in my eyes, and he was so gentle. Before long, he was taking full shaft strokes, and was breathing in time. Each thrust was massaging my prostate. Again, at first it made me feel like I had to pee, but after awhile it just felt fucking good! That's the only way I can describe it.
His breath started coming in spasms, as he pushed harder and deeper. He was facing me, so he also kissed me. I wrapped my feet around his butt and pulled him even deeper. "Faster, Iggy -- faster -- deeper -- deeper. Harder!" I encouraged. He went all out, ramming it as hard, deep and fast as he could, when he started to shake and gasp.
His breath came of a sudden in short hard panting, and he started to moan quietly in rhythm to his now gentler thrusts. It got a lot slipperier and finally he collapsed on top of me, his dick slipping out. He was still hard, but in this position it could not stay in. I felt it soften between us. He again looked deeply into my eyes. "Was that okay, Babe?" He crooned. I loved it when he called me that.
"It was fine. It was good. "I'm gonna call THAT my first time!"
"But - " he crooned, "We're not finished." He was out of breath, trying to even talk.
"You are." I said.
"NOOooo! You have to get off too!"
"You think I didn't?"
"You did?" He said.
"I did emotionally. I can wait for the rest."
"You're amazing! Wake me up when you're ready!"
He got off me and lay beside me, his head on my chest. "I'm in no big hurry. You made it so nice -- my "first" time was perfect. Maybe if - " I stopped and listened to his deep rhythmic breathing. He was asleep. I lay still, wanting this warm, wonderful feeling to last forever. "Nigh, sweet Iggy." I whispered.
"M-mm" was his response. I stayed awake for at least five minutes.
My eyes popped open. Blackness! My insides were churning. I was dreaming that I was floating on a raft on a river and Iggy was lying next to me. Something was happening between my legs. I wondered what it was. It felt incredible. That's when my eyes popped open. It took me a few moments to realize that Iggy was sucking on my dick. Man! I never imagined it to feel this good! He was taking it all the way down his throat by the time I was fully awake. I started to moan with the heavenly feeling. I wasn't that close to cumming yet, but it just was such an incredible feeling. I felt it all over my body, as it tingled and warmed me. Then it started. I started to feel it rise, and my breathing got faster. He stopped. I felt panicky -- out of control.
"No! Don't -- I mean it's almost - "
He came up to my face and said, "Shhhh. It'll be better this way."
He kissed me deeply, as the panicky feeling subsided. I kissed him back, with total trust he knew what he was doing. He again started to squeeze then jack it off slowly, it wasn't long before I was ready to cum again. He stopped again. I was in agony. But I let him do it his way. I whined a little. "Shhh -- you're gonna love this."
He went back down and sucked some more. In seconds I was ready again. He stopped once more. "Oh, Iggy, Don't -- I mean I gotta - "
"Get on top of me!" He gently commanded. He lay on his back.
"Put it in me."
I started, then I remembered. "Iggy! Condom!"
"You're a virgin, Baby, don't worry. You couldn't possibly have anything bad for me." I mounted him and gently pushed it in. It went easily. I am smaller than he is -- about like Rex, I guess. It felt so warm in there. "Now -- go!" He commanded.
I started to push in and out, gently. "NO! Go for it, Cole! Ram it home as fast and as deep as you can -- as you like!"
I did as I was told. In about 15 seconds I felt my juice rise within me. I cried out, as I lost all control. Iggy was panting hard too, and said, go -- for -- it!" I didn't want to make so much noise and in trying to stifle myself, I started to cry. I jammed it so hard, I was sure it must be about to come out the other side, but I couldn't stop. I felt my cum streaking up and out of me. It felt as if my dick was 2 feet long, as I pushed harder and deeper, crying and choking. Then I heard Iggy groan, and start to cry out, in spasms of his own. I felt wet warmth between our stomachs and chests.
I collapsed on top of him. I sucked on his neck. As I felt myself soften and slipping out. I didn't want it to come out, but couldn't stop it. I sucked harder on his neck, and cried.
After about a minute -- which seemed like a half hour -- he said, "You okay?"
"Oh my God -- Oh my God!" was all I could say.
"You were crying, Baby! Are you alright?"
"Alright?" I said. "I'm alright! That was the most amazing thing that's ever happened to me. Sorry about the crying. I couldn't control it. It was total emotional meltdown -- but in a good way! I -- want -- more of that."
"I was hoping you would." He said, smiling.
"Iggy -- I think I understand a little what happened to Rex. I completely lost all control there for a few - - moments. I thought about him ramming me so hard and it actually turned me on!"
"No shit?"
"I don't understand it either, but -- I wish he was here so I could tell him. I know he felt terrible when he left. Is it time to get up yet?" I asked.
"No -- not even close. It's only a little after two."
"Good, I want to sleep some more." I said as I pulled him up close to me. This time I put my head on his chest. He fell asleep first again, this time. I wondered how I could love someone so much in so short a time. I fell asleep with this thought.
I woke up facing him, but away. I watched him sleeping -- so peacefully --looking so sweet. I saw the hickey where I sucked on his neck so hard. I remembered my feelings of last night. I pondered it in my mind. I really don't feel as strongly this morning as I did last night. Interesting. He was awfully sweet to me -- and gentle. I felt totally in love last night. But now, as sweet as he looked to me, I couldn't work up that feeling. I was sad for that. I loved the feeling of loving and feeling loved.
But now he was just this sweet guy lying next to me. Fascinating! I giggled as it hit me -- that's what Spock would have said! My giggle woke him up.
"What?" He said. "Why are you laughing at me? First you cry when I fuck you, then you laugh at me while I sleep!"
"I wasn't laughing at you! I was laughing at myself -- my thoughts."
"Oh. What was that?"
"Nothing much, but -- I was wondering - "
What?" he asked.
"Last night you kept calling me `Baby'."
"Oh -- that. Yeah. Well, it's hard not to feel love for someone you are having sex with -- if you care about them at all."
"That's exactly what I was thinking about before you woke up?"
"and - - that made you laugh?"
"No! It was my reaction to it -- or what I said to myself. But I was thinking how much I loved you last night -- and -- how it seemed to be -- not quite that way this morning."
"That's what I mean." He retorted. "When you were finished, you loved me, right?" Not waiting for an answer, "and not only me -- you also felt love for Rex. It was your first time. You loved the world, I think."
"I think I did! But I do love Rex. As a big brother. But what amazed me was -- I don't want to hurt your feelings, but - - I hardly know you, and I felt like I was in love last night. Now -- I still really like you -- but I don't feel -- like -- in love."
"Yeah. That's what I mean. Pretty cool huh?"
"I guess. I know one thing. I want more of that!"
"As you wish!" He said.
And we did it again. It wasn`t so incredibly great the second time, but it was still pretty amazing. It was nice to see his face as I jammed it home this time!
Notes: I'll leave it up to your imagination whether I got any last night, or it was my frustration that drove me to such feverish passion. This is the first novel I have written that wasn't to assuage a broken heart. It feels different to me. Hope you like it. Thanks and love, Steve