Crazy for Chad - Chapter 14 by Dennis Banneker
April 30, 2006 StoriesNew@Yahoo.com
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CRAZY FOR CHAD
by Dennis B. StoriesNew@Yahoo.com
Chad Allison, 17 Michael Stentworth, 16 Alicia Stentworth, 39
Phil Haggerty, 17 Kyle McElroy, 15 ______________________
"Um--I'll think about it. It's nice to have clothes here that fit me. And they're YOURS!" I said, grabbing his dick real hard.
"Hey!" he shouted.
"That's what you get for putting that in my ear when I'm on the phone," I said, my smile matching his. I sounded confident, but I felt guilty. 'Maybe I hurt him.'
"Gotcha!" he said, grinning. He shoved his fingers into my ribs.
"AH!" While my mouth was open, his slid his manhood in.
"Yeaaahhh! Nice, Mikey."
"Rrrrmmmmmm!" ________________
CHAPTER 14
While I was on the phone with my mom, I got soft, but with Chad's bone suddenly in my mouth, Michael Junior was growing fast.
Just a few days ago, doing anything like this was a dream. Now, I was alone with Chad--and I was sucking his manhood! My heart was beating fast enough, but it pounded when I thought of that. And it reminded me this was a privilege. And I swore I'd never get used to being intimate with the hunk I drooled over for so long.
"Michael! You got me fuckin horny," Chad said, his voice soooo sexy.
I made him horny? I thought he had to be horny before he stuck his pole in my mouth. Maybe he just got himself more horny in my mouth. That would be nice. I wished I'd taken off my clothes when Chad got naked. My little dick pounded in my pants.
I grabbed his hips and thought I'd see what happens if I kept very still. I pressed my lips hard toward the base of his shaft and brought my tongue down away from the rest of him and waited.
The sudden lack of motion hit me right away. I hoped it would get a reaction from him. I started to shake, just anticipating.
"Fuck! What're you DOIN to me?!"
I looked up, right into his eyes, and saw all kinds of hot things there--tension, sex, fear, pleading. I liked that, but I thought I better not wait too long. I didn't want to make the man of my dreams mad at me. But I took a chance and waited more. I touched a finger to his balls.
"AH! Goddammit!"
I felt a massive throb--Chad's dick thrust up in my mouth and nearly choked me.
"Mmmm!" I moaned, bringing my tongue back where it belonged, pressed against his warm shaft, and he throbbed again.
"Holy fuckin shit!" Chad yelled. He grabbed my face, looking down into my eyes and hesitating a second. I could not help grinning at him.
"Mmmmmmm!" I moaned again and made a kissing sound with my mouth full of him. When my grin widened, Chad knew he had the green light.
And he shoved as much of his warm cock into me as he dared, pulling back fast, and thrusting in again. Then he did short strokes, faster, using lots of his beautiful muscles to make his dick thrust back and forth faster than I thought possible, but without choking me.
His hands flew to my shoulders for balance, and I thought I was really in for it when his pole made one slow deep thrust and pulled out totally.
"Nooooooo! I wanted you."
Chad grinned like a little kid.
"All of me won't fit. Just my cock, little guy," he said so calmly. That drove me crazy. I wanted him breathless and all excited.
"Well, THAT'S what I WANTED."
"HeHe! I think it's fuckin sexy as hell that you want my cock," he said, laughing a little. His warm eyes told me this wasn't a joke or a game--he really felt flattered that I wanted his manhood. And I know he felt loved, because I felt love in his words and eyes. It oozed from every pore.
I jumped forward, going for his dick, my mouth open. But he dodged out of my reach. I tried again, and he still avoided me. I thought of being on the football team, and that did it. I shot up, grabbed Chad's ribs, and tickled him.
"Aw, fuck! No fair, little guy!"
But I twisted him and pushed him to his back on the bed.
"Stay there, stud! Don't move!" I commanded, hardly recognizing my own voice. I had to get better at this. I threw myself on top of Chad, my mouth quickly finding his hardness--and it filled my mouth. I wiggled my tongue against the hot thing and pressed it hard against him.
"Awrrr! ARRGH!" Chad struggled and squirmed on the bed.
This was SO exciting! I could hardly breathe.
"There! Any questions?" I said, glancing at him before quickly taking his balls into my mouth.
"No, sir," he said with a grin, his hands lazily running through my hair, his voice husky, soft, subdued.
"I love you Chad," I said, all wrapped up in his aura, my chin grazing his balls. That was it, I finally realized--Chad had a manly aura that I could not resist. But I would stay aggressive as long as I could. And my dick was gonna break off if I didn't take my pants off.
"You're so fuckin hot when you're like this, Mikey! Shit, I was gonna come, any second."
"Good!" I said with a big grin. I forced myself to look serious. "Stay like that!"
I got off the bed and started to strip. I loved that Chad stared, his eyes following my hands as they took off my clothes. I saved the briefs for last, pulling them down slowly.
"Oh, YEAH!" he said when my boner popped out, some pre-cum at the tip. I loved that he licked his lips. I wonder if he knew he did that.
I left the briefs at my knees.
"You boys BUSY?"
It was Chad's father. I could tell he was down in the garage, just below us. My dick never went down so fast, and I reached to pull my briefs up. Chad's hand stopped me.
"Yeah, dad!" Chad yelled. The sudden boom of his voice made me jump.
Chad had just told his dad we were busy. I was never this embarrassed in my life. To me it was the same as saying we were having sex. My face got as hot as humanly possible.
"Got a couple hours before supper. I'll be busy in the house," his dad said, voice fading away.
We heard his father close the overhead door, then the back door slammed. It always slammed. In my mind, that sound was wonderful--it meant being at my lover's house. But I was still embarrassed.
"Somethin else," Chad said, sitting on the edge of the bed, pushing my briefs down as far as he could. He laughed at my red face. "He was tryin to tell us not to rush."
"Chad, you just told your father--I mean, he knows--you almost told. . . I--you know I . . . you could've said--"
"Did I tell you you're so fuckin cute when you're tongue-tied?"
"Um, yeah," I said, giggling and melting into his arms. And blushing more. "But you might as well've said we were having sex. For sure he knows, now!"
"Don't be embarrassed, Michael," Chad said, suddenly serious, his eyes full of concern, warm, loving--a combination I'd never seen before, not like this. "I love my dad. And he loves me. He never wouldda said nothin if he thought you'd feel bad about it."
"Oh, God." The tears welled up in my eyes.
It was the way Chad talked about himself and his father. You could tell, that was so real--and strong. And then it hit me-- it's the love and respect between parent and child that made Chad such a good honest person--strong, loving--a real man.
That's when the dam broke and I sobbed in his arms.
"It's okay, Mikey. It's okay," he said so softly.
There was an edge of tension in Chad's voice. He couldn't know what made me cry, and there was no way for me to explain it.
"Oh, Chad." There was lots of emotion packed into those two words, but I calmed down some.
"You better, now?"
"Yeah." I rubbed the tears from my eyes.
"You're not blushin--I can't tell." He looked so concerned, my heart melted all over again. But I didn't cry.
"I'm okay--not embarrassed any more."
"That's good, little guy. 'Cause I really need my helper boy."
I was half aware, half stunned, but what Chad said sank in. He'd looked so sad and worried, a second ago, the relief on his face was a big change. Now he looked like a puppy dog again.
"Mmm."
"Them were good tears, right?"
"Yeah."
"Yeah, is right, Mikey. Like I said, I need my helper boy."
I felt a twitch in my dick. I looked down at myself--staring at Michael Junior--soft and lifeless, compared with Chad's bone.
"I'm glad," I said, "but, um--I think I'm the one that needs help." Chad's eyes were aimed where I was looking.
We grinned. Chad got a playful look in his eye.
My dick chubbed up even before his tongue licked it. One lick was all I got. Then he kissed me.
His kiss took me by surprise--a gentle kiss, but there was substance there.
"No matter what you need, I'll always help ya, Michael."
There was that loving, serious aura again. I forgot all about Michael Junior.
"I'm so lucky, having you."
"Nah. It ain't luck. It's love."
I was ready to cry again. But I didn't. I knew I had to be open and honest, like Chad.
"I'm . . . I'm sorry I made a fuss about your dad--you know . . . what he said."
"Hey--no sweat, little guy," Chad said, his face lighting up. "Bet ya a catalytic converter he'll apologize."
Through Chad, I'd learned what that was. A catalytic converter cost a lot!
"I don't have that much money," I said, giggling, bubbling from the things I felt inside me, "but I'll bet my leather wallet."
"Nah, I couldn't take that from you, baby. But I swear, he will."
"No way!"
"WAY!" Chad shouted, his wiggling fingers headed for my ribs.
"No, Chad--no!"
"HeHe! I love ticklin the shit outta you, little guy."
"AH! Ooo! Noooooooo!"
But he didn't stop. I didn't stop squealing. I loved it--even thought it took me a while to recover. I was all sweaty.
"You blush and laugh so good when I do that, Mikey."
"Um, yeah," I said, giggling again, tickled by what he said. "I'm all sweaty now."
"Shit. Me, too. We were gonna shower together, remember?"
In the shower, we drove ourselves crazy. First by washing each other very slowly, then by licking, sucking, petting all the places that can bone up a guy. I'll never forget the look of Chad's face, or his dick, or mine, as he dried me off.
It was no secret Chad had a big one, but now it was thicker, redder, and his pre-cum flowed so fast, it dripped from his balls.
I got into bed first, lying on my back, admiring the look of raw sex on Chad's face. He got into bed moving slowly, like a cat-- muscles tense, ready to spring. He had me hypnotized.
I was baffled when he reached under the bed and pulled out a little box. He opened it.
"What's that?" I asked, knowing it wouldn't be anything bad.
"Stuff that makes you last longer."
"Longer?"
"Yeah. So I don't cum like too soon. I'm gonna make it fuckin last for ya. My sweet sexy helper boy!"
"Oh, that," I said, my dick throbbing, knowing now what he wanted to do. I wondered how long the stuff would make him last. Could I take it?
I saw the lube on the nightstand, but he didn't touch it. Chad had a sly little grin.
"Gonna make my lover hot first," he said, drooling. When Chad drooled, I knew he was extra horny. I screamed when his mouth surrounded my aching bone.
"I'm hot! I'm hot, Chad! You're gonna make me--OHH!"
He slipped off Michael Junior and sucked on my balls. That always heated me up--the wonderful feeling of your balls floating around, surrounded by warmth, and a tongue gently poking.
He licked the tip of my bone and it flipped into his chin.
"Shit! That's thing's fuckin strong, man!" Chad said, reeling back as if my dick had hurt him. I sniffed his scent mixed with soap--the nicest fragrance in the world.
"I'm hot!" His head went straight for my crotch again.
Chad ignored that, lifting my legs. When his tongue slid along my butt, my bone jumped into his nose. But when his mouth surrounded my little hole and he pushed his tongue in, it took all the air out of me. I sucked in a breath.
"AHH! Ohhhhhhhh, YEAH!"
"NOW you're hot," he said, lubing his thick manhood.
"Ah! Cold," I said, feeling him press a puddle of lube into me down there, followed by his finger.
By the time Chad had three fingers in me, I was begging him. This made him kneel up straight and stare at me. I could see his boner bouncing.
"Chad, no more. No more teasing. Please . . . fuck me."
"Ooo! Hot, fuckin damn! You're so sexy when you say that."
The wild throbs of Chad's super-boned cock proved what he'd said.
I shook with excitement. Chad got into position, making me think of him getting ready to do pushups, but he dropped his knees and leaned over, covering my chest with his--and I never got used to the feel of his sexy muscles pressing into me. When his abs pressed against my stomach, I felt my pre-cum shoot out.
"Chad," I said, panting so hard, my chest was moving his body up and down with each breath. And then I felt that last little movement--his hands pressing my legs further up. Chad was going to make love to me, fuck me--maybe both. The last signal came-- the hot, hard tip of Chad's dick against my hole.
"Oh, yeah," he said, loving that first touch of his cock as much as I did.
"Ohhh, yeaaaahhh," I said, echoing him. Chad shifted his arms, his hands by my head, and he pushed. No pain--the head of his manly flesh slid into me.
"Oh, fuckin sweet sexy helper boy!" he said, the feelings overtaking him. "Goddamm!"
"Yeah! Yeah, Chad, yeah!" New, hot, intimate waves of pleasure flowed into my waiting channel. I'd never had such sexual feelings before, and his dick never felt bigger or warmer. I hadn't expected it to feel better each time.
He went deeper now, going slowly, his eyes fixed on mine. We didn't smile, but the face I saw was full of joy, sexual bliss, as Chad slid insistently into me, his hot scepter stronger than ever, thicker, longer.
"Ohhh, fuck!"
Definitely longer, I thought, as it hit bottom and stretched me so much.
I saw beads of sweat forming on his face and chest, loved the deep grunts he made as he pulled back quickly, entered slowly, his eyes gazing half-hypnotically into mine--until I couldn't tell whether his eyes or his cock gave me the incredible sexual sensations he poured into me.
"Ah, God! Chad--YES!"
"You're so hot! I love you so fuckin much, Michael!" he said, his focus totally on me for that one second he tore himself away from the pleasure in his cock. I melted, not caring how hard or soft he fucked me--I felt loved.
"Love you, too, Chad!"
A few more gentle strokes, then he slammed into me.
"FUCK!"
"AHH!"
For the next 15 minutes, I knew what it was like to be hammered and pounded to death. The bed would break any moment, or my hips would from the potent blows of my lover's body against mine. But it didn't hurt.
Chad was really worked up now--his athletic body a sheet of sweat, flowing over me, bathing my chest and cock with the liquid that flowed from his mighty efforts--all those muscles working fluidly together, his legs, hips, and arms in a graceful erotic dance, powerfully thrusting that part of him into me that joined us together, gave equal pleasure to us, the friction heating our bodies--all his magnificent movements with one purpose--to drive his love into me.
"Ah, YEAH!" he said, pushing it harder now--a hot steel pole filling, stretching me, while he burned with love--his fiery eyes heating mine from the fires of love and lust. And Chad combined them so sensually, I felt in my own penis what Chad must be feeling as he stroked my channel with his desperate cock.
"Oh, Chad," I cried out, my voice squeaking from an intense sexual jolt I never imagined. "Oh, stud, stud, YES!" He thrust deeply at that, plunging himself into new parts of me.
His body tensed, every muscle hard. His deep intake of breath was one of the most sexual sounds I'd ever heard.
Waves of fire flowed into me as he shot his first stream of love, his potent essence flooding my insides with one forceful propulsion.
"Aw, FUCK!" he screamed as several more gushes of manhood blasted in, and I thought I would come from the sheer power of him-- massive now, as he rammed his anxious pole more frantically, the white-hot rivers of him overflowing--as he screamed, bucked, and pounded my little ass to the next dimension.
"Oh, God!" I said, lost in heat and sensual desire.
"Arrrrghhhh! YEAAAHHHH!"
One last flood of fire shot into me, pushing the overflow to my cheeks--my butt high in the air--it flowed up my back. My spine tingled with the hot feel of Chad's cum streaming along my skin.
Silently, my lover collapsed, the sudden weight of him welcome, and the sounds of his heaving, air-starved chest made my cock so hard, I was ready to scream.
"That was so hot, Chad! You were magnificent!"
"Shit! . . . Ahhh! . . . Fuck! Can't--catch m' breath."
"It's okay," I said, rubbing his back and shoulders. "You felt so good, I can't explain it. It's just that--you're such a stud."
His whole overheated body lay against mine, and I thrilled to his hot muscles, and his penis--hard, still throbbing in me, as if to force his body to keep doing what it couldn't do just then.
But I felt each pulsation stretching my little tunnel, my body adjusting to each swelling and contraction of his proud manhood. And, oh, how good, warm, and full my tunnel felt.
"Oh, YEAH. Shit, little guy--you did it to me, man. My cock never felt anything like THAT!" he said, catching his breath, looking up at me with a face I could never describe--but it was beautiful. And the sound of his breathing was so sexy.
"Don't move. I love the feel of you throbbing inside me."
"Fuck," he said softly, "I don't think it's goin down. Not today."
This made me giggle.
"Um--that's fine with me, stud," I said. "Go for it."
"Shit! You wiped me out, Mikey."
Maybe that was true, but I knew it was very temporary.
"Did I HELP you?"
"Oh, yeah," he said, "my hot little helper boy did his job--fuckin BIG time!"
"And you made love to me and fucked me sooooo good, Chad."
"You liked it, huh?" he said, knowing he was underplaying it.
"Yup."
"Yup."
I giggled. It turned into a silly laugh.
"AH!" he said. "Fuck--what're you doin?"
"Oh--I guess when I laugh it squeezes your dick. You like it?"
"Hell, yeah!"
"Push in and out a little more, okay?"
"Okay!"
"No--SLOW!"
"Ahhhhh--shit, that feels so good, little guy."
"Yeah. God, that's great. Don't stop till you have to."
"Oh. Yeah! Fuck! I can almost . . . uh! . . . almost do it again."
"Deeper!"
"Okay, lover. AH! Gotta stop. T-too much!"
"But don't pull out!"
"Shit! I can't move it!"
"Sensitive?"
"Yeah. Ah! Fuck, quit movin' Mikey."
"Oh. Sorry. It's just that you--" Then I couldn't think.
"Yeah? I what?"
"Well," I said, feeling very sexy and sliding my finger on his back, "you're big dick is in me."
"No shit, Sherlock. I mean, yeah it feels good."
"And you're hard as ever," I said, leading him on with my tone.
"Shit. That much I got--no sweat."
"And that big thing throbs inside me, makes me more horny than I am, and THAT makes me move."
"Okay. You don't just move--you fuckin WIGGLE, little guy."
"Oh. Is that bad?"
"Fuck, no!"
"Well, then--if it's not bad, that means I can DO it," I said, wiggling my butt. I really needed to do that.
"Yeah. NO! Fuck--quit it, man!"
"HaHa! Gotcha, Chad."
"Shit. You're fuckin up my head." I heard the smile in his voice.
"But my stud can take it, right?"
"Okay--I fuckin give. So, WIGGLE. MAKE me crazy."
"I won't do that, stud. But um, I am sorta horny."
"Sorta? Fuck! That thing's drillin a hole in my gut."
"Ohhhh," I said, jumping as Chad slid out of me and let my legs slide flat to the bed.
He lifted my dick off my abs and stared as he held it.
"So damn sexy, Mikey. This fuckin hot bone is goin right in my mouth!"
"AHHH!"
"Mmmmm," he moaned.
"No--not so fast!"
But it was no use. I shot off in Chad's mouth like a 14-year-old in heat--which I felt like just then.
And Chad sucked and licked and played with my balls until they hurt from coming so hard. He touched my hole at the last minute and I surprised him with a final blast of cum that Mike Junior and I enjoyed very much!
Chad pretended to complain that I came so much, and that the shots came too quick, one after the other, rapid fire.
I grinned and blushed with pride that my dick could do something that would make Chad say something about it.
"That was fucking studly, Michael."
"I see." I saw a stream of cum that had overflowed his mouth, giving truth to what he'd said. I licked it off.
Chad slid his tongue through my lips to share the little glob.
"Shit. Can't get enough of that stuff," he said with a big smile.
"Um--I got MORE."
"Oh, FUCK!" Chad said, going hysterical, reaching for my dick and missing the mark.
I was very glad to see his dick mostly soft. That meant that I'd satisfied him. At least for now.
"What's that sound?" I said, startled, looking him over.
"Shit. That's the half-hour warning. Dad rings a bell out on the back porch. Gives me time to clean up my mess and wash up."
"OH! That's right. Dinner."
"Yeah."
"I'm not sure I'm ready for that, Chad."
"Relax, helper boy. Gotta wash now."
"O-okay," I said, getting into the shower with Chad. He was behind me.
"Half-hour's a long time." Chad's voice was tight. "Are you ready for THIS?" he said, pulling me backward into him.
"You're HARD!" I said, feeling his cock pushing my balls forward.
"Yeah--you ready for it?"
"Yup. Let me wash it first."
The long silence told me Chad didn't think that was needed.
"Okay, baby," he said softly. That drove me crazy how he could do that--just calmly put his opinion aside.
But I still had a plan that maybe he wouldn't like.
I took his nice boner, washed, rinsed, and sucked it. Finally I licked till pre-cum gushed out. Then I gave him one, long, slow stroke of my mouth--the kind I know makes him very horny.
"We better rinse and dry off, now," I said, staring at his impossibly hard bone, my eyes meeting his shocked, totally fallen face.
"No, you can't fuckin do this to me. I'll be boned all--"
"Do it for me," I said quietly, seriously, looking into his eyes.
He studied mine for a moment.
"Okay," he said, gritting his teeth, kissing me on the neck and telling me he loved me.
"I'll tell you why. Maybe that'll help."
"You don't gotta, little guy." His face settled into a calm acceptance.
"I want to. I did that because . . . oh, Chad! I'm being selfish!" I cried out, suddenly aware of how stupid this was. Ashamed of myself, feeling I'd let him down, I cried, falling into his arms. The strength in them was soothing.
"Don't cry, Mikey," he said so cutely. "I'm okay."
"I did that to take the attention off me! I figured if your dad saw your--"
"Shit! That's a great idea, Michael."
"What?"
"I think it's a good idea. Takes the heat off my baby."
"You're not supposed to say that--you're supposed to fuck me," I said, suddenly very confused.
"Well, I SAID it. Shit. So there!" Chad said, going hysterical again.
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