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Danny's First Love, part seven
By Anthony Scordato
Things returned to our normal routine once back at school. Workouts became more difficult, but I enjoyed the intensity. I had always loved running, but now it was under someone's supervision and with a goal in mind. The long jump and triple jump were a challenge, but the coach said he thought I was doing well. I was getting a lot of encouragement from teammates, the coaches and Ryan. I never realized what an ego boost that could be.
After Ryan's three week grounding, he asked Kelley out on a date. He had been talking to me after school and during our weight training workouts about her and his attraction to her. I listened and acted excited for him, but it was always with an ache in my stomach. I didn't want to think that I was jealous, but secretly I wished his interest were solely in me. What I was taking from what he said was that he enjoyed all that we were doing, but he lusted for her.
I kept telling myself that although it might never be he who lusted for me the way he did over Kelley, someday someone would.
We hadn't had sex with each other in weeks. His parents insisted that if I was going to help him with his studies, I had to do it in their house. They thought that Ryan would use the time to slack off.
While studying, he'd press his hand into my crotch every five or ten minutes to get and keep me hard and smile and say, "I love to get you horny. Then when I jerk off at night I know you are too."
"Yeah, well, you don't have to make me horny to know I'm jerking off. I jerk off every night."
"Yeah, but this way you're thinking about me grabbing your junk."
I also pressed my hand into his crotch and got him hard which was what really turned me on. I loved the feel of his rock hard cock.
He got an A on his first Geometry midterm. Not only did he get an A, he got a 100% on the exam. What happened then was unfortunate. His teacher talked to the principal who called his parents and suggested that Ryan might have cheated on the exam. Mrs. Murray explained that I had been tutoring Ryan. The Geometry teacher asked that Ryan and I meet with him during our lunch period.
"I'm told you two are studying together."
"Yes," I said. "And I don't think it's fair to first accuse him of cheating and then talk to us about this."
"That might be, but I'm not convinced."
"Really," Ryan said.
"Look, Ryan, not to get on your case, but you've not received anything above a C in math while you've been in high school and while I might have let this pass if you got, let's say, a 90%, you aced the exam. Danny is one of the few students I have who aces my exams."
"We don't take the same exam," I said. "How could he cheat? And, since I do so well, doesn't it make sense that he would since I'm tutoring him."
"If you'll do something for me, Ryan, I'll admit that I owe you an apology and that Danny has found a way to teach you that I clearly have not been able to do."
"What?" Ryan said.
"I have two problems here, very similar to those on the exam."
Ryan took the sheet of paper from him. "I'm looking forward to you apologizing."
I sat with the teacher and watched as Ryan studied the problems. I felt butterflies in my stomach as I watched him writing. Ten minutes later, he looked up and then back at the test. He was checking his work. I saw him change something and then hand the test to the teacher who then looked it over.
Ryan and I sat silently.
"I truly am sorry, Ryan. I accused you and without cause. I hope you'll accept my apology."
"Look, I get it," Ryan said. "I may be a slacker, but I promise you this, I will never cheat to get a better grade."
"Danny, you are one of the brightest students I've had and clearly one of the most talented. To understand the work is one thing but to teach it to someone else, who is clearly a bright boy, and get him to the level you are at is a gift.
"Ryan, whatever you are giving Danny for his time, well, he's earned it."
"We do for each other," I said. "He's helping me with weight training and now I'm on the track team with which he's helped me. So, we help each other."
Ryan added, "And if I get an A in Geometry, I've got something special for him."
I felt my face warm.
"We'll keep this up and you'll get an A+."
Walking down the hall, I said, "Are you pissed?"
"No. Kind of proud. I mean I get it. I've never gotten 100% on anything." He nudged me. "You are good and thank you. It felt great to get that good a grade and to show him that I knew the stuff cold."
I smiled.
He said, "You're still getting 10 BJ's for an A, but I think you should get one for the 100%. We'll have to figure out how to do it and not get caught."
"Great. And you should get one for getting the 100%."
He chuckled. "You love sucking my dick," he whispered.
"And swallowing," I whispered.
"Once I get my license we can figure out how to get time alone."
It wasn't until the week before our first track meet that we found time alone. The weekends were for Kelley. Any free time he had he spent with her. He and I were together studying and weight lifting, which took place during the week. We were either in his garage or in his bedroom.
One Wednesday at the end of February, whilst driving us home from practice, Mrs. Murray said, "Your father and I are going to church tonight. I left food for you for dinner. We're going early to help set up for a Bible study session after the services."
"Okay."
"Church on a Wednesday night?" I said.
"Ash Wednesday," she replied. "And Danny, I called your mother and told her that if it was okay with you, you might have dinner with Ryan tonight. But you've got to promise me that you boys will study and not waste time."
"For sure," I said. "We'll do like we usually do. Lift, have dinner and then study. Ryan and I are almost a full chapter ahead of the class in Geometry."
I saw her glance at Ryan. "I always knew if you applied yourself you could do better."
He didn't respond.
We changed into our workout clothes and headed for the garage. "We should take it easy tonight." Our first meet was on Friday. "As soon as they leave, we can head in and mess around. Okay?"
I chuckled. "I got hard as soon as she said they were going out."
He laughed. "We can give each other a quick blow job, then have dinner, then blow each other again. If we have time to study we can then do that."
"Sounds good. I mean we are a full chapter ahead."
We did mostly arms and chest and shoulders. Then we did abdominal work. The door to the garage opened and Dr. Murray said, "We're leaving. No messing around. This is a weeknight. Understood."
"Yes, sir," Ryan said.
My dick instantly got hard.
We watched them drive away. Ten minutes later we were in his bedroom, which had a great view of the driveway in case they should return. He pulled down his joggers. I did the same. "Sit at the edge on my bed and lie down," he said.
I did.
He pushed my legs up and squirted lube on my hole and spread it around and pressed his finger inside of me. He removed his finger and knelt down between my legs.
I moaned loudly when I felt the warmth of his mouth on my cock. It had been almost eight weeks since my last blowjob and as Ryan would say, I really needed this. He sucked my cock, bobbing his head up and down and taking me deep into his mouth. My entire body was on fire and I was quick to get close.
He let my cock fall from his mouth as he moved his finger over my hole. Then I felt it press into me. Again, I moaned as he took me deep into his mouth. He moved his finger inside of me, gently pressing against my prostate as he gave me head.
"I'm going to come."
My legs first went rigid and then started trembling as I gripped the sheets. I felt cum moving from my balls through my cock. Shot after shot exploded into his mouth. He moaned. He swallowed. He kept sucking even after I stopped coming,
I glanced down at him and saw that he was looking up at me. His finger moved out of my ass. He held my cock and licked it. "You needed that."
"I sure did. I can't believe how hard I come when you give me head."
He kept running his tongue over my cock and kissing it. "It's fun getting you off and I've missed doing it."
We switched places. He pulled his knees to his chest. I wet his hole and then slid my finger in his ass, lubing it up. Then I knelt between his legs.
"You're so good at this, I have wet dreams about you giving me head."
That was all I needed to hear. I went at his cock, taking him so deep into my throat over and over that I almost threw up. The more of his cock that disappeared into my mouth the louder he moaned. It was music to my ears. I slowed my pace, not wanting him to get close too quickly. I licked his balls, licked the length of the shaft of his cock and then went back to deep throating his cock.
Slowly I slipped my finger into his ass. "Oh yeah, make me come."
I moved my finger. I felt the hardness of his prostate. He was close. I held the base of his cock, glanced up at him and saw that he was looking at me.
"Make me come."
I took him deep into my mouth and moved his cock in and out of my throat. I felt his prostate swell and harden. His body shook almost violently. Cum shot down my throat, almost choking me. I pulled back and let him fill my mouth. I didn't swallow. I held his cum in my mouth as I continued to give him head.
He moaned and pleaded with me to stop. "It's sensitive."
I sat back still not having swallowed his cum. The taste and feel of it in my mouth turned me on so much I was dripping pre-cum.
"Fuck, Danny. You can't believe how hard I'm going to run and how many first places I'm going to take."
I opened my mouth for him to see his cum. I knew how he enjoyed that. I swallowed and smiled. "Sounds good to me."
We had dinner and then lay on his bed, our joggers pulled down to our knees in case we had to dress quickly, and sucked each other for at least an hour. I came first and then feasted on his spunk.
I took a third in the long jump. That was better than I thought I'd do. I completely messed up the triple jump and was disqualified for stepping over the line. My timing was off. I ran the 3000 as the coach instructed and took third place. The coach was happy with how I did, but I wasn't.
Ryan took a first place in the 200.
After the meet I talked to Ryan. "I could have done a lot better. I ran it like he said but I could have run the first part faster and still had enough to keep up. By the end I just couldn't catch up to that asshole."
Ryan laughed. "Good."
"Good? What does that mean?"
"You've got the fever. Tell the coach to let you run your own race next time, just to see how you do."
I shook my head. "He's happy with a third place. He worries that I'll burn out at the start and have nothing left."
"Just ask him."
I went into the coaches off. "Coach."
"Good race, Danny. You put points on the board."
"Coach, I think I could have taken a second in the 3000. I think I could have stayed with those guys and beat the second place guy. He was petering out. I mean I was within yards of him at the end, but he had too much of a lead on me."
He stared at me. I was sure he was going to call me out for thinking I knew more than him. My stomach roiled. "I mean I'll run the race the way you want, I'm just saying."
"Okay, next time you run your own race. You've been running for years. You know what you can do."
I sighed. "Thank you. I promise I'll kick ass."
Mrs. Murray picked us up. "How'd you guys do?"
"I took a first in the 200, and second in the 100 and we won the relay."
"How'd you do?" she asked me.
"Two third places. I could have done better," I said, aware that she said nothing to Ryan about his first place.
"Well, that's good. I mean it's your first race."
"I guess. Ryan's first place was awesome to watch. He beat the pants off everyone." To him I said, "You know you really do go into fifth gear after the first 100. It looked like lightening struck you in the ass."
He chuckled. She said nothing. I wanted to yell at her, but I didn't.
When my mom arrived home, she was carrying my favorite dessert Ð Ice cream cake from Dairy Queen. On top she had them write, Congratulations.
I smiled but I also felt sad for Ryan. "Can we invite Ryan over? I mean he's the one who really gave me the courage to try this and"
"I already did. I told Mary to call me and let me know how you did. When she called and told me I asked her how Ryan did. That's when I asked her if he could join us for dinner and dessert."
"Thanks Mom. But dinner?"
She stared at me. "Is my cooking really that bad?"
"Well, not all of it."
"I ordered out. We're having Thai delivered. Call Ryan and ask him what he wants."
We had a nice dinner and Ryan and I ate half the cake.
We racked up tens of blowjobs and had little time to ourselves. Finally, Ryan had his sixteenth birthday. He was still dating Kelley but he and I found time to disappear, park and start paying each other back. It was always easy to find a place to park at night. The hills were filled with back roads.
Although it was getting harder to listen to him talk about Kelley, I listened. When they'd fight, which was often, he'd come over to talk, we'd go for a ride in his car and windup parked with his head in my lap sucking on my cock and then me sucking on his. Their fights were my delight.
His father got him a job during the summer. I went to summer school. Not that I had to, but my mother didn't want me at home all day. He worked the local grocery store, stocking selves and bagging groceries. He worked Thursdays through Mondays and had Tuesdays and Wednesdays off. Lucky for me, Kelley was also working, but she worked weekdays.
His sister came to visit with her boyfriend. They stayed in the local motel. Mrs. Murray had turned her room into a hobby room. She made quilts and needed a large room for a special sowing machine that she used to make quilts.
Ryan and I were still working out together. But now that it was summer, every Tuesday or Wednesday after I got out of school at noon, he and I headed to the river. He knew of a back road several miles out of town that lead to the river but much closer to the dam. It was a hike from the road to the river so not many people took that route. He and I would pack a lunch, drive to where we could park and then hike down to the river. We'd get naked, put all our stuff in a waterproof bag and swim across the river. It was actually more like a deep stream. Once on the other side, we'd hike a bit over the boulders and find a private place to lie out, smoke some weed and give each other head. Oh yeah, we'd also swim.
But, every Friday and Saturday night Kelley and Ryan would go out and fuck. And every Sunday on a run or while working out, I'd hear about how they fucked and how he thought they were going to break up soon. While listening, I'd think about us going to the river later in the week.
Ryan's brother visited at the end of the summer. He only stayed for five days, but it wasn't good. He stayed in Ryan's room, using his old bed. When Mark was at home, it was Mark's room again and Ryan watching his parents gush over Mark drove Ryan crazy. I always thought it odd that Ryan could so easily be angry at his brother but never could find reason or the energy to be angry with his father or mother. Ryan was a different person when Mark was in town.
Things didn't change much over the next two years except the girls that Ryan was fucking. At most he'd take a month break between them, but he always had someone else in mind. As time went on, the string of girls bothered me less and less. I realized that they came and went and I was the one constant in his life who he always enjoyed being with. Depression only hit me, and it would hit hard, when I thought about the fact that he would be graduating and I'd still be in high school. His plans for what he would do after high school changed depending on his moods Ð work, community college, Marines or taking off and, what he called, hitting the road, which meant he would take odd jobs and travel from city to city.
Each time we talked about what he might do, my stomach ached and I feel into despair. Part of my pain was the fact that he would not be around anymore, but the other part was how easy it seemed for him to fantasize about his future and never give any thought to me being part of it. I was the smart kid going to college. He was the guy who was going to go on one adventure or another, but this time his adventure would not include me. Each time we talked about what he might do, I fought back tears until I was in bed alone at night. There I would curl up with my pillow and wish he could fall in love with me.
One afternoon in late April of his senior year, weeks after his prom, his future still undetermined, he again lamented that he had not yet fucked without a condom. He had just broken up with his latest girlfriend and had decided that he was not ever going to date a high school girl again. I had been listening to this lament for over two year. Girls give terrible head and girls give terrible hand jobs, and girls won't fuck without a condom and none of them would let him fuck them in the ass.
I listened and as I had suggested several times in the past, I said, "You want to fuck without a condom and you want to fuck someone in the ass, I don't understand why you won't fuck me."
"They say my cock is too big. I told Ashley I'd only stick three inches in, but she didn't believe me."
"You can fuck me in the ass and stick all of it in and make believe I'm Ashley. I'll even moan like her."
He laughed.
"I'm serious. We've done everything else. Why not fuck me?"
"Ah. Well." He sighed and stopped running. I stopped and walked beside him. "I think about it; believe me, I have. But I really don't think I'm up for getting fucked."
"I didn't say we could fuck each other. I said you could fuck me."
"Yeah, I know. But you know how I feel. It's not right to do things to you that I wouldn't want you to do to me."
"Yeah, well, that' your rule, not mine. I'm fine with you fucking me and me not fucking you."
"Fuck, I don't know. Man, it's not that I don't want to. I mean besides the no condom thing. I've thought about it often, but,"
"I don't get why it has to be both ways. I'm going to get fucked by someone and it might as well be you. I want it to be you."
"I just think it's not a great idea."
"You always say that but won't say why."
"Danny, when I fuck," he sighed. "I get really into it. I kind of get carried away and,"
"So, get carried away. Don't you think I'd enjoy it?"
"Maybe not. Maybe I'd hurt you. As a matter of fact, I am sure it will hurt. They say the first couple of times it always hurts. And I'd never want to hurt you."
"Why do you think it would hurt? In all the videos I've seen, gay guys love it."
"You're ass is virgin. I promise you it will hurt. You know a finger doesn't count."
"I've had more than one finger up my ass and I'm willing to take the chance. So it's going to hurt the first couple of times. Then whether it's you or someone else, it's going to hurt. I'm sure if I tell you it's hurting and you have to stop, you'd stop. I mean think about it. You'd be doing me a big favor."
He chuckled. "Favor?"
" I trust you with my life. Clearly, I can trust you with my asshole. Maybe in the future, some guy won't be so nice. He might really hurt me."
"Sometimes you are too smart for me to argue with." He sighed. "I don't know. I'll think about it."
"You always say that."
I masturbated that night, once again thinking about Ryan fucking me. I wished I knew why he was so reluctant. The thought of him getting carried away while fucking me really turned me on. The idea that it might hurt didn't bother me either. So, I'd walk weird for a day or two. It would be worth it.
Every summer Mrs. Murray plants a large garden. Most of what she planted was vegetables, but also some flowers. The garden was about a quarter of an acre large and surrounded by a nine-foot chain link fence to keep the deer out. And every year, someone had to weed and tile the soil and get the garden ready for planting. It was a big job. The last few years the job had fallen to Ryan along with his other chores. But what he got in return was the use of the car, his insurance and gas paid for.
He started working on the garden mid-April on weekends. That May the weather turned hot. While working out on Thursday he said, "My mom wants the garden ready by the end of this weekend. If you help me on Saturday I think we can get it done and then we can head to the river."
"Yeah, sure. Sounds great," I said thinking that we'd have time to be alone and give each other head. "Don't you think the water will be ice cold."
The water in the dam is snowmelt and the water they release is not surface water where it is warmer. Colder water sinks to the bottom. So the water that comes down the river is generally cold, but as we'd get further into the summer the water would be warmer. In May, the water is freezing cold.
"We can handle it." I nodded. "Would you rather not go?"
"Absolutely not."
He smiled. "It's supposed to be pretty hot on Sunday so you'd better bring your sun block."
We worked all day on Saturday. The ground had already been tiled, but Mrs. Murray hadn't had new soil added to her garden in several years and that year she had a truckload of topsoil delivered and dumped. We had to wheel barrel it to the garden and then tile it into the soil. After that we had to level the ground and make planting beds. We worked until dark and finally finished. When she saw it she was pleased.
"I feel like I should pay you," she said to me.
"Nah. I did it to help Ryan. He's always taking me to the river and the movies and around town and I never pay him for gas, so I wanted to do this."
"You're a good boy, Danny. You're mother should be proud of you."
"She is," I said.
She left without saying a word to Ryan about the job he did; a job that took him four weekends.
My mom packed us both lunches and snacks to take with us. She commented on it being very early in the year to head to the river, but I convinced her that it was due to the heat and that we were going to mainly sit in the sun and hang out.
"Hang out?"
"He doesn't want to be at home. He's sure that if he's there they'll find something else for him to do. He did that whole fuckin' garden for them and she never thanked him."
"Well,"
"Mom, when I do my chores you always thank me and say good job, or that I'm a big help or something. He did that whole fuckin' garden, hours of work and nothing."
"I know. Well, have fun and put sunscreen on your ass or you'll not be able to sit for a week."
"Got it," I said as I headed out the door.
We drove out of town and along the highway to where we could catch the road that would take us to the dirt road that would lead to the river. "You horny," he asked.
"Do priest blow altar boys?"
He smiled. "You're always with the priest thing."
"Yeah, well, my mom is Catholic so I guess I am too. We never go to church, but. It just gets me how they are so against gays and yet their doing boys behind the altar."
He chuckled. "Or at the river."
"Or at the river."
"That sounds like a song," I said. He laughed. I started singing, "Go down to the river where I can suck your dick. Go cocksucker go. Shove your cock down my throat. Go cocksucker go."
He laughed.
We pulled onto the dirt road. "I'm sure no one will be here today," he said as we drove to where we usually parked. He was right. There wasn't another car anywhere in sight.
We parked, got our stuff and hiked to the river. At the river we undressed, stuffed everything into a waterproof black trash bag and got into the water. "Holy fuck," I called out. "It's like ice water."
"Shut up and get in. The slower you get in the worse it is." And in he went. I followed. I never swam so fast. As I stepped out, I said, "The worst part is that we have to swim back later and I know how fucking cold it is."
"I have some good stuff. We'll smoke some before we swim back. You won't even mind it."
"It better be good shit."
We put on our shoes and hiked naked to our favorite spot. The area was very hilly with tall evergreens and large boulders. We had a spot that was clear of trees but covered with very large boulders. We unpacked our packs and laid out our towels. He handed me his bottle of sunscreen. I wet my hands and started at his shoulders, then his back and buttocks and legs. He spread some on his face and arms while I did his chest and stomach. When I got to his junk, I said, "Now or later."
"I'm pretty horny," he said with a semi-erection. "What about you?"
I glanced down at my erection. His eyes followed mine. He smiled. I opened my mouth and took in his cock. It swelled and hardened in my mouth. I spread sunscreen on his legs and stood, handing him the bottle.
He started on my chest as I did my face and arms. He did my stomach and legs. "Turn around." I did. He did my back and buttocks. "Bend over." I did. He spread my cheeks and touched my hole with his finger. "You have a beautiful asshole," he said and chuckled.
"It's still virgin," I said, glancing back at him.
"Cum breath."
He kept rubbing his finger over my hole. Then I felt something warm and wet. I looked back to see his face pressed against my ass. I moaned loudly, "Fuck." He had never done that before and it never occurred to me to do it to him.
"You like that?"
"Fuck yeah. It felt incredible."
He pressed his face against my ass while he spread my cheeks far apart and pressed his tongue into my hole. "Oh fuck, Ryan."
He moved toward his backpack, reached in and took out his bottle of lube. We moved to a boulder where I could rest on while bent over. He wet his fingers with lube and then pressed his face into my butt. As he licked, he pressed his fingers into my hole. I moaned loudly. Then there were two fingers and then three.
He moved his fingers around and bit and kissed the cheeks of my ass.
"Fuck me, Ryan. Please."
He stood. I glanced back and saw that he was putting lube on his cock. My face tingled. Was this really going to happen? My cock was rock hard. I wanted him so badly. He squirted lube on my hole and pressed his cock head against my hole.
"Oh yeah," I sighed.
"Tell me if I hurt you."
"I will," I sighed pushing back against his cock. It didn't go in.
Again he stuck his fingers inside of me and moved them around. Then he pressed his cock head against my hole and pressed forward. When his cock went past my sphincter I felt a jolt of stinging pain. He pulled out. "See I told you it was going to hurt." He held still, holding my hips. "You okay," he asked.
"Yeah, I'm good. Just surprised."
"Don't lie or we're not doing this."
"Okay, it hurt, but keep going."
Again he pressed in and again it hurt and he pulled away. "Danny. I don't know about this."
I stood up and said, "So, I don't get it. You wanted to fuck a girl in the ass. I'm sure her asshole isn't any different than mine. Wouldn't it hurt her?"
He sighed. "Yeah, I guess, but it's different with you."
Again we tried. He got his cock head in and held it there. It seemed like it wouldn't go further without pain. I think I was more frustrated and determined than he was. "Ryan, just do it. I can handle it."
"Maybe more lube." He lubed up my hole and squirted lube all over his cock. He stood there looking at my ass.
"What?"
"There has to be a way to do this." He looked to be thinking. "Okay," he said getting his towel. He spread it out and lay down. "This is going to sound weird, but the way I figure it is that when you take a dump it doesn't hurt, right?"
"Right," I said standing over him.
He held his cock so that it was pointing to the sky. "So sit on it in that position and maybe it won't hurt going in like when shit comes out."
I straddled his hips and got on my knees. I moved so that my butt was over his cock. I reached around and held his cock as I put it against my hole. He was staring at me. I knew if I winced in pain, he'd stop me. I took a deep breath and slowly sat back. Oddly, it didn't hurt as much as when I was standing. I pressed down onto him. We maintained eye contact. I said, "I'm fine."
"Cock bit."
I sat further down and started moving up and down. I guess the expression on my face changed.
"Is it hurting?"
"No. Wow, it feels, I don't know. Different." I pressed further down and his cock slid in.
"Different. Like painful different?"
I stared down on him. "Like it's hurting good."
He rolled his eyes and shook his head. "You are weird. Hurting good."
"That's why you like me, right? I'm weird."
He smiled and I sat further. He was deep in me, but not all the way in. I finally figured out that what I was feeling was pressure and not pain. I took a breath and pressed down as far as I could. There was a moment of pain, but then it passed. He kept staring at me and not moving.
I said, "So how does it feel?"
"You really want to know?"
"AH, yeah."
"Like I could come."
"Really?"
"It feels fantastic. And if you move much I probably will come."
"But I want you to fuck me."
"I think I am."
"No. I mean, like before."
"I'm really close, right now."
"Can you go again?"
He rolled his eyes. "Do priest do altar boys?"
I laughed and started moving up and down.
"Oh fuck, Danny," he sighed. He grabbed my legs as I bounced up and down. Not ten seconds later, his body went into climax. It was fantastic to watch. He grunted loudly, "I'm gonna come."
"Yeah," I said still moving. He grabbed my hips and thrust upward and held me still. I was sure I could feel his cum filling my inside. I was so turned on. I glanced at my cock and saw a pool of pre-cum on his stomach.
When he settled down he looked at me and said, "Are you okay?"
I scooped up my pre-cum and let it drip from my finger.
"Did you come?" he asked.
"No, but almost. I'm fine and it didn't hurt."
I went to stand up. As I did, I was surprised to feel something pass over my hole. I put my hand behind me. I looked at it. "It's your cum," I said. I don't know why but I thought it would just stay in me and disappear.
His cock was still hard. He stood up. I walked over to the rock and bent over and rest against it. I looked at him.
He smiled and shook his head. "You're sure about this."
"Sure as I know the pope wears red shoes."
He laughed.
He stood behind me "You're really tight," he said as he pressed forward.
"Keep going," I said pressing back into him.
"See how much you can take in this position."
My knees were shaking. My cock was throbbing. I wanted him to fuck me so badly. I pressed back against him. "Fuck me."
He slowly began thrusting. "Fuck," he moaned. "You feel incredible." He grabbed my shoulders and thrust into me.
"Fuck me," I moaned. It was hurting, but I didn't care. I knew the first couple of times I got fucked it probably would hurt. "Fuck me," I pleaded.
At first he thrust slowly, barely moving. I moaned feeling him deep inside of me. He then began thrusting harder and faster. He pressed my back down. I did as he demanded. He kept thrusting and moaning. I was moaning. At first it felt like he was making fast, short thrusts into me. Then it felt like all but his cock head moved from my ass and then he slammed back into me deep.
"Are you okay?"
"Yes, and stop asking. When is it that you go crazy?"
"Cum breath."
He fucked me hard. I began to think I might have to ask him to stop when he said, "I'm going to come." He moaned and pressed hard and deep into me, holding me still.
My knees shook and my cock was rock hard. Again, I thought I could feel him coming inside of me.
With his cock still inside of me, he pulled tight against me. With us standing, my back against his chest, he wrapped his arms around me and held me breathing hard into my ear. "Fuck, Danny. It was incredible but I came to quick again."
"We can go again."
He chuckled. "How's your ass?"
"Wonderful."
He laughed. "Right. Let me see," he said as he pulled away from me. I bend over. "Wow, it looks red, like you've been fucked."
I chuckled.
He moved his fingers over my hole.
"Why'd you tighten?"
"I guess because your cum is dripping out."
"Let it out."
"Really."
"Yes. I'm sure there's a lot of it. I didn't jerk off yesterday or today." He took hold of my cock with one hand and kept rubbing my hole with the other.
I relaxed. He stroked my cock and rubbed his fingers over my hole and then I felt his cum pass over my sphincter. "Oh cool," he said.
More and more cum flowed from my hole and down the crack of my ass. He stood and pressed his cock against my hole and moved it up and down.
"You need head," he said. "You're dripping pre-cum."
"I think I almost came while you were fucking me."
He turned me around and got on his knees. "You definitely need head." He put my cock into his mouth and took me into his throat. He sucked my cock, bobbing up and down. He touched my hole and then slid his finger inside of me. My toes curled and I moaned. He worked my cock hard. I was getting close. He let my cock fall from his mouth. He licked my balls and glanced up at me. "You were close," he said and smiled.
"Very."
"You ready to give me your load?"
"Very," I said and smiled.
He sucked my cock and moved his finger around inside of me. My legs began to shake and then went rigid. "Fuck," I moaned as cum moved through my cock. "Oh fuck."
He moaned and swallowed.
"Damn," he said, moved alongside of me. "Your load was huge. You just kept coming."
"I know. Too much?"
"Are you kidding. The more the better." He laughed. "Fucking you made you horny?"
"I almost came when you were fucking me."
"Didn't it hurt?"
"Like you said, at first. Then when I sat on you, it wasn't really hurt as much as pressure that felt weird at first and then felt great."
We sat and talked. "So why did you change your mind?" I asked.
He stared at me. "That thing you said about trusting me. I was thinking that it is about trust, especially your first time. Someday you're going to fuck me and it's because I trust you."
We ate lunch and sat in the sun for a while. We smoked some weed and went for a walk in the nude like we used to when we were kids. We found an anthill to pee on. I stood over it peeing as he tried to pee. As my stream died down, he started peeing. When I stopped he turned toward me and started peeing on me. I yelled and laughed. "That's not fair. I'm peed out."
He laughed and chased after me, peeing on me. I turned around and said, "Fine pee all you want." And he did and laughed. "Cock bit. Now I have to go in for a swim."
He laughed. "I'll go with you."
We went down to the river. I jumped in and ran out. He laughed.
We were back at our area and smoked more weed. He said to me, "You are the best person I know, or have ever known and I love you."
"I love you too, but I'm going to pee on you."
He laughed. He put his hand on my junk and smiled. I said, "You want to fuck me again."
He smiled.
"Get the lube," I said, standing. He lubed his cock and lubed my ass.
"You ready."
I nodded and said, "And I know you are."
"How do you want to do it?"
I thought for a moment and then I lay face down on my towel. "Can we do it like this? You on top of me."
"Sure, we can try.
He put more lube on this erection. He knelt down between my legs and spread my cheeks. He leaned forward and pressed his cock against my hole. As he pressed downward, I pushed upward taking him into me. Again it hurt but not badly. We both moaned. I felt him press hard into me. He was all in. "You okay?" he asked.
"I'll tell you if I'm not."
He lay on top of me as he used his knees to spread my legs. His mouth was pressed against my ear. He began to make slow short thrusts into me. "Fuck, Danny," he breathed into my ear.
All I could do was moan and grunt.
He slowly thrust and moaned into my ear. Then he lightly bit down on the nap of my neck. "Oh yeah," I pleaded. He began thrusting harder and faster and he kept licking and biting. Chills ran through my body.
He thrust. I moaned. He pulled most of his cock out of my ass and then pressed deep into me. "Oh fuck, yeah," I called out. Over and over he thrust long and hard.
"You feel so good," he said, licking and biting at my ear.
"Fuck me, Ryan. Fuck me, hard."
He began making long, hard and fast thrust into me. He grabbed a handful of my hair, turned my head and bit down on my neck and then groaned loudly pressing hard against me. The strength of his arms, the weight of his body, the power of his thrusts, his cock riding over my prostate all brought me close to climaxing. I felt like he could crush me, or break me in two. I was his to do with as he wanted and it didn't scare me.
He kept grunting. I could feel him coming inside or me. I listened to him breathing hard and fast. While still pressed against me, he stroked my neck softly and then kissed it. "Danny."
Silence.
"I'm good," I said. "You can fuck me any time you want."
"Did I hurt you?"
"No." He started to pull out of me but I reached around and held him against me. "Don't pull out yet," I said.
"You like my dick in you," he said.
"I almost came again."
"Let's roll onto our side," he said, pulling me onto my side as he rolled onto his. "You want to come with my dick inside of you."
"Yes."
He had his left arm under and around me. He held my cock in his right hand. "Relax and enjoy."
He stroked my cock, his cock still deep in my ass. I pressed my buttocks hard against him.
"Relax. Let me do you."
He slowly stroked my cock and began moving inside of me. His hand moving over my cock and his dick moving in my ass quickly got me close to orgasm. My body began to shake in his arm. His cock felt like it was almost out of me but then pressed back in, pressing against my prostate.
"Oh fuck," I moaned. "I'm going to come."
He kept fucking me and stroking me as cum exploded from my cock.
My body shook in his arms. I had stopped coming but I was still climaxing. It felt like pleasure lightening bolts passing through my body seconds apart.
He held me hard against him in the most tender and loving way. "You enjoyed that."
I couldn't speak.
He held me.
I lay in his arms for several minutes. I felt his cock slip out of my ass and then cum seeping out.
He said, "Next time I think we should blow each other first and then I can fuck you and then jerk you off like this."
"That sounds great. I'll do whatever you want, but I do love sucking your dick and now love you fucking me."
"I know."
We both laughed. And we laughed hard.
We sat in the sun. I was completely relaxed. We decided to go for another walk. I smiled realizing I had to pee. I tried to walk behind him but he laughed and pushed me ahead of him. We walked for a while and stopped to pee after I promised that I'd not pee on him until we got back to the river. We found a really cool place to sit and smoke weed. The boulder we found faced west. The sun was behind the trees. We figured it was mid-day. No rush to get home.
After smoking we got comfortable. I lay down. He sat beside. I felt his hand on my chest. I opened my eyes and looked at him. He was staring at my body. He moved his hand to my cock and played with it.
"Your body has changed so much the last few years," he said.
"Thank you. I would have never gotten within ten feet of a weight if it were not for you."
"I like your dick."
I chuckled.
"No. I mean it's a beautiful dick. Good size. Good shape. It's beautiful."
"I guess," I said.
"You've seen guys in the shower. Some of them have ugly dicks."
We both laughed. I said, "We are weird."
He nodded and kept gently playing with my erection.
"What does your ass feel like?"
"Ryan, again you're worried about my ass."
"Just tell me."
"I don't know how to describe it. It doesn't hurt. It feels like," I paused.
"Like something has been inside of you poking around."
I smiled. "Deep inside of me poking around." He smiled. "It's weird to think that it feels so weird when it's happening but it feels so good too."
"You're sure I didn't hurt you?" he said, running his fingers over my erection.
I stared at him and said, "Why do you think you hurt me? I mean, I guess at first it hurt. The second time it felt good, the third time it felt great."
"So I did hurt you? In a bad way?"
"Ryan no, not at all. When I fuck you you'll see what I mean. It hurts good."
He smiled. "Hurts good. Only you'd say that."
"I'm fine."
He looked at me. "I would have never thought I would willing get fucked by anyone, but someday, I promise that you are going to fuck me."
"Ryan, I am fine with not fucking you. Really, I love blowjobs. You can give me head or jerk me off or sit and watch me jerk off and I'm fine. I swear."
"It's not that. It's just that I made myself a promise that I would never make you do stuff you didn't want to do."
"I haven't. I swear. Wasn't I the one who kept bugging you to fuck me?"
"I know. But I never wanted to use our friendship to get you to do stuff and I promised myself I'd never do to you things I wouldn't allow you to do to me. If it going to be okay that we do stuff, we have to do it to each other or it's not right."
"Then I get to put my tongue on your butt hole."
He laughed. "There's that `get to' again."
I had him roll onto his stomach. I knelt between his legs and spread his cheeks. I ran my finger over his butt crack. He arched his hips upward. I leaned forward, pressed my face into his butt and kissed and licked his hole. He moaned. I got his hole wet and slid my finger inside of him. He moaned. With my other hand, I ran my fingers between his legs and along his scrotum. He moaned. His cock was erect. I sat back on my legs and said, "Do you want to fuck me or do you want head?"
He looked back at me and smiled. "Ah, so I came three times already. If you give me head, you might have to work."
"Damn, you've got to come three times more often."
He laughed and said, "Fine. I want to lie back, relax and have you blow me."
"Then roll over."
I sucked his cock for a while, but before long he pulled me into the sixty-nine position. We lay on your sides, head to toe, and sucked each other's cock for the longest time. As time drew near for us to head back home, we decided to come.
I came first and I came hard. Then he came and I savored the feel and taste of his cum on my tongue before I swallowed.
Driving home, he said, "I'm thinking about what we did, you know fucking you, and my dick is getting hard."
I laughed. "Mine too."
He smiled. "We should go for five sometime."
"Next time we hang out for a day, for sure. Maybe six."
We both nodded and laughed.