Crazy for Chad - Chapter 7 by Dennis B. StoriesNew@Yahoo.com
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Based on actual events. _________________________________________________________________
CRAZY FOR CHAD by Dennis B. StoriesNew@Yahoo.com
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Chad Allison, 17 Michael Stentworth, 16 ______________________
[Chad gets a surprise when he tries to teach Mike to catch a football and Mike does extremely well. Chad praises Mike for his outstanding receptions.]
"When do I get the hands-on part," I finally said.
"After I talk to coach."
Chad was always calling his coach for one thing or another. But thank God, coach was a man of few words. I was too ready for love to sit and wait through a long phone call.
"And then?"
"Then THESE things are gonna feel really good again," he said, his hand deep into my crotch. He made my balls tingle.
"Ohhhhhhhh!" I grinned real big. I started to get hard thinking about kissing and licking him all over. But we were sweaty. "Do you want a shower first?"
"Yeah, Mikey--don't you want to?"
"Yup."
"Yup." _____________________
CHAPTER 7
"Are we gonna shower right away?"
"Gotta talk to coach first."
"Can we get naked first?"
"Fuck, no--I can't talk to coach when I'm naked."
"Oh, so what should I do?"
"Get the shower going while I talk to coach. Then I'll come in with you."
"Okay." I went to get ready for my shower.
He got so excited and made me feel so good about catching the ball, my head was spinning. I had to come down to earth.
It hit me when I was taking my clothes off in the bathroom. Less than a day ago, doing anything sexy with Chad was either a quick shower at school with other guys around, or a fantasy while I played with Mike Junior at night.
Now, I was alone with CHAD, and he asked me to get the shower going and said he'd meet me in there. We'd be naked and touching each other in a few minutes!
By the time I was undressed, I had a super hard boner, just thinking about seeing him step into the tub--naked.
I washed myself carefully, going as fast I could, so I would be ready for him. I rinsed and got on my knees just in time.
"Fuck," Chad said with a big grin, laughing, "you look like you're prayin, Mikey."
"I am," I said, watching Chad's face get all screwed up. "I'm praying you'll let me do what I want with you." I was still waiting for him to just lie down and let me adore his body.
"Shit! Looking at your hardon, you must be thinking good things." I was glad Chad was soft.
"Just stand there," I said, soaping his manhood and rinsing it. "You look so hot, soft like that."
I took him into my mouth, sucking gently.
"Ohhh, yeah, helper boy!"
"Mmmm," I said, thrilled to feel his dick pulsating and growing in my mouth. This was so special to me. Maybe he would've gotten hard anyway, but I was sure my lips and tongue were making him stiffen and grow. I'd help him like this, anytime!
"You are one hot football stud, Mikey."
I slid off his hot steel rod.
"Like that?" I said, rubbing my fingers behind his balls.
"Ah! Fuck YEAH, I like it."
Chad rubbed my shoulders and the top of my head. He pulled me up, hugging me to him. That was wonderful because I could feel his warm arms around my chest, and his dick throbbing against me.
"God, you're so sexy, Chad!"
"I ain't doin nothin."
"You're naked, and you're with me."
"Yeah, Mikey, I know what you mean," he said, giving me little kisses on my face. He made my whole body tingle.
"So, what did coach say?"
"Nothin. We just talked shop talk. Gonna start two-a-days pretty soon."
"Um--two-a-days?"
"Practices--two a day until school starts."
"Oh."
"Yeah--they're rough."
"I can rub your back after each one. Oh--I was happy you liked my catches."
"Receptions. You were awesome, man."
By that time, I was halfway through washing him. We couldn't keep our hands off each other, and we played, slowing down the scrubbing I was doing to his body.
Finally, I was on my knees, washing his legs and sucking his balls at the same time.
"Awww!" he said, bending over. "Fuck, that's good."
"Well, we're both washed. Wanna dry off?"
"Yeah."
"So, what should we do?" I said anxiously.
"I say we go back to the beach and see if we can spy on Phil and Kyle some more."
I didn't like that idea. I must've made a face. "Well--"
"No. I can see you don't wanna do that. We can go to bed and take a nap," Chad said, suddenly looking into my eyes.
We broke out laughing at the same time.
"Yeah, right," I said, "like I could really take a nap naked in bed with you!"
"You never played football before?"
"Nope," I said, grabbing his manhood.
"Damn! You're so good at it. Mmm--sexy, too." Chad walked to the bedroom with me behind him.
"I was thrilled when you said I did a game-winning play."
This made him turn around and look at me.
"Shit. I got a feeling you can do a lot more. You're a real stud, Michael, and with your body and natural ability, you should be going out for a sport."
I climbed into bed, blushing and looking up at him.
"Damn. I forgot what I was gonna say."
"Why?"
"Cuz when you blush I--"
"Yeah?"
"I get so fuckin excited."
"Oh," I said while we grinned at each other.
"You make me hard all the time, helper boy. You see how I stay against the fender a lot, and don't stand up much when we're in the garage?"
"So THAT'S why you do that."
"Fuck, yeah. DID that! Guess I don't hafta anymore."
"I love your big smile. That makes ME hard."
"Mmm," he said.
An hour later, I woke up. I could not believe we actually napped. I kept my eyes closed to take in the whole feeling of the scene--Chad and I were in bed, and we'd slept together!
Then I felt his hand grab my boyhood--it was hard. And I felt something warm pushing on the head of it.
My eyes popped open.
Chad had lubed me and was facing me, trying to sit on my bone! His face looked so serious as he tried to line things up.
"Chad--wh-what are you doing?" I sounded so dumb. It was obvious what he was doing.
"What does it look like--I wanna get fucked by my football stud helper boy."
"Well--" I hesitated. I was thinking, 'Oh my God!'
"You . . . don't wanna fuck me?"
"Yeah--No, I mean . . . . I just thought--I wouldn't--"
"Hehe! Damn you're REALLY cute when you're tongue tied."
"I thought you'd be the one to do that." My face sizzled.
"Yeah--so fuckin cute."
"I mean--I wouldn't say no."
"Damn right, you won't say no. You're my stud-athlete now, and you're gonna prove it."
"I, um--I really gotta pee."
"Bathrooms right there," Chad said, pointing to a little half-bath I hadn't noticed.
"I'm sorry."
"You're sorry cuz you gotta take a piss?" Chad said, laughing again.
"No." I felt the blush rise quickly.
I felt bad interrupting, but besides needing to pee, I was scared about trying to be on top and make love to him that way.
Chad was on his knees in bed, dick still hard, facing me as I came out of the bathroom.
"Mikey, you don't hafta do it if you don't want to."
"I want to. I'm just scared."
"What's to be scared of? Just stick it to me," he said with a sly grin.
"Well--you're not that type."
"Fuck! What type do I gotta be? I tried girls and that didn't work. I looked at you and fell in love, so--"
"You fell in love?"
"You know what I mean, Mikey. I got all excited over you. I'd look at you and . . . you don't know how many times . . . how close I came to hugging you . . . a lotta times."
"Ohhh, Chad!" He wasn't saying it in a romantic way, but he went right to my heart. I was beaming.
"And I did feel love for you. I never felt that way about anybody. I don't care about the other guys--it's--just you."
And tears streamed down my face. He trilled me like no one else could. I was sure.
"Good tears?" he whispered, with his face up close.
I nodded.
Chad pulled me into a hug. "Shit. You're even cute when you cry. You know that?"
"No," I said, laughing through my tears. "Don't you remember, YOU'RE the cute one?"
"Fuck," he said, grinning his widest, "don't start that again." Then he laughed so hard.
And there was no way I could resist laughing with him.
"Oh, shit--I got lube all over you. Musta smeared it."
"I don't mind," I said, looking up at him.
There was another one of those moments. Our eyes locked. I was confident again.
I wriggled out from under him--excited and nervous. Chad rolled to his back while I got on my knees, facing him.
"Oooh, my horny stud athlete is ready to do it to me," he said, his deep voice dripping with sex.
"I'm ready--and scared."
"Shit--I am, too, but what the fuck, I love you."
"Chad--I love you so much!"
"I know you do, baby--you prove it all the time."
Oh, God! He'd said lots of nice things to me, but I never dreamed I'd hear him say anything like this!
I leaned forward and grabbed his chest. Chad put his feet on my shoulders. Now I was really nervous. What if I couldn't do it right? Would I hurt him? What if my dick was too small to satisfy him?
Aiming for his hole, I grabbed my boner and slid across my target so many times, I got frustrated. But I finally got myself lined up.
"Yeah, helper boy--I feel that hot thing pushin on me!"
"Oh, God!" I said, my body jerking at Chad's words--and the head of my dick plowed into him.
"Fuck yeah!" he shouted. "So hot and hard."
"It doesn't hurt?"
"Hell, no!"
"Why not?"
"Well," Chad said, blushing, "I woke up fifteen minutes before you and used a cuke. Stretched my butt good."
"Oh my God!"
"Come on, stud-helper--slide that big thing in."
"Big?" I said, afraid to push more, stretching my arms to his shoulders, resting my head on his chest. The head of my boyhood throbbed inside him. I was inside the man of my dreams! And he wanted me. "Oh, Chad."
"Yeah, baby," he said, his hands playing with my hair, "just relax."
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