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Danny's First Love, part eight
By Anthony Scordato
We played it cool at home. No sex; we didn't even talk about it. His parents kept him busy and there was school. But we did manage to get out on a weekend night once in a while. We'd plan to go to a movie, which meant driving several miles to a movie complex that was not in our town. We'd pick a movie neither of us wanted to see, read about it so we'd have a good story to tell if asked and then head to a forest back road and have at each other. We'd blow each other and then he'd fuck me, promising to take his time. Instead of him jerking me off, I jerked off while he fucked me. Since it was best not to have cum dripping out of my ass and onto my underwear, he'd pull out and cum in my mouth. When I'd come, I'd come before he did, and come on my chest and stomach and then he'd lick it up. We had it down to a science. Suck and fuck and no cum evidence to be found.
After the first season of track, Coach Robertson asked me to consider running the 300 meter hurdles. Needless to say I was surprised. He claimed that I had a great stride and I could handle the speed easily. Ryan said the same thing. He handed me a pamphlet. UC Berkeley had a track and field camp every summer. "I'd really like to see you attend," he said. "We may be able to help you out with some money. I think you have it in you to be really good in both track and field."
Ryan was excited. "Do it, damn it."
"Would you go?"
"Danny, track isn't my thing. I'm a football player who runs track. You've got to do this."
Of course he brought it up with my mother. She thought it was a great idea. "You'll get to live in the dorms with kids your age."
"Kids? This is for high school students, not baby goats."
"Asshole."
"Mom, I don't know."
"This is part of your college prep. You're doing it. I want you to be exposed to different things other than small town California."
"I'm exposed to things."
She stared at me.
Ryan said, "Don't be such a doofus. This is good. It's only for one week and you'll love it."
"And how would you know?"
"I'd love to go to a football camp. My parents would never pay for something like this. This is a great opportunity."
And so I went to my first summer camp, and if you can believe it, it was an athletic camp and not a camp for skinny academic nerds. Although, I must admit, by the beginning of the summer after my freshman year, I had a nice set of abs and pecs and my legs were looking good too. I thought I might have to drop the skinny nerd thing I had going, but it just seemed to be such an important part of how I understood myself.
I did enjoy my time at camp. My uncle and aunt visited and took me out to dinner. And Ryan convinced my mom to let him drive her car and pick me up. My balls really needed draining and so did his.
I enjoyed camp so much and felt it helped me with my running that I went each year I was in high school. The summer before my senior would be my last year attending and I had mixed feelings about going. I loved the camp and the people who coached, but I didn't want to spend time away from Ryan because he'd be leaving for college soon. And, more importantly, he wasn't dating anyone.
Ryan was set to graduate in two weeks. His plan was to go to community college and live at school, but not in the dorm. He and three other guys were going to get an apartment near school. He planned on working the summer to save money, but clearly would have to work during the school year. Before he started his summer job, he asked to take a week and go camping and he wanted me to go with him. Before he asked his parents, he had me talk to my mother to be sure I could go. Just the mention of us being alone for a week, gave me blue balls.
I approached my mother with much apprehension. She tended to be very protective and had a hard time letting me do things on my own. Ryan and I planned my argument. "Mom, I want to ask you to let me do something, but before I do, I want to tell you that I'll be very careful,"
"What is it?"
"If you want I'll call everyday,"
"Just get to it."
"Ah, well,"
"Keep stalling and the answer is no."
"Ryan and I want to go camping for a week. We thought we'd go south and go to Yosemite, maybe Sequoia or maybe go north into Oregon and then go over to Yellowstone. I promise I'll be careful."
"Where's Ryan?"
"Sitting outside."
"Stay here."
I sat in the kitchen and watched them talking on the front porch. Every once in a while, Ryan would glance in, see me and nod as he talked to my mother. My mother and Ryan came into the house. My mother said, "Okay. You can go. But you will call me every night between six and eight and you will be off the road by six. I want you to tell me where you are camping. And you are not to go into the back country."
"Yes. I promise."
"Also, I already paid for you summer camp, so you'll have to be back in time for that."
He said, "My graduation is on a Wednesday. We're thinking of leaving on Thursday. That will give us ten days and we'll be back on that Saturday and I can drive him to his camp on Sunday. I start work on that Monday. So it will all work out."
"You've got this all figured out," she said staring at me.
I nodded.
"You guys better make definite plans. You can't just show up at these places and pitch a tent. You have to make reservations. So sit down and decide were you want to go and I'll make the reservations for you."
Ryan did ask his parents. He figured they'd have a hard time saying no to him since he had a job and they were fine with his timeline. Also, his grades had improved a great deal in the last two years. He graduated with a B average and had been accepted into college. He asked his mother first. The next day she told him he could go.
We decided to head to Southern Oregon. There were wonderful campsites in the forest near lakes that were not yet going to be crowded. Then we'd head to Yellowstone by way of the Grand Teton National Park. Since it would be a long drive from Oregon to Wyoming we'd spend a night in a model. Our trip was planned and the day after school was out, we left for our ten-day camping trip.
We decided to get an early start. It would be a six-hour drive to our campsite in Oregon. We wanted to be there with much of the day left. We started packing up the car the night before. "I didn't jerk off today," he said and smiled as we packed the tent into the back of the Jeep. "I'm building a huge load for you."
I laughed. "Yeah, well, I didn't either."
We both laughed.
My alarm went off at 4:30 a.m. Usually, I'd drag myself out of bed when I got up before 6:30, but I jumped out of bed and ran to the shower. I hadn't slept much at all that night. I was too excited. Ryan was picking me at 5. I was showered and dressed and gathering my stuff by 4:45. My mom opened my door.
"I want you to promise to be very careful and have fun. I know this trip is important to both of you."
"I promise," I said.
"I packed some sandwiches for the both of you and got you some chips and bottled water and some fruit."
"Thank you, Mom."
I heard Ryan's car pull up. I kissed my mother at the door and carried everything out to the car. As I put my stuff and the food in the back of the Jeep, I wondered what she meant when she said that she knew this trip was important to the both of us. Nothing, I decided.
As we pulled away, he said, "So we have about a hundred miles to highway 5. Probably two hours. So, we'll get there at about 7. We'll beat any traffic through Chico. Then it's about 200 miles to the campsite."
"How long will that part take?"
"At most four hours. So, we should be there by 11 and set up by noon."
"My mom made us sandwiches and we have fruit and chips and bottled water."
"Cool."
We talked about what was ahead of us and how excited we were. He said, "Did you jerk off last night?"
"No," I said and chuckled. "Did you?"
"No way."
I glanced over at him and saw a bulge in his shorts. I put my hand on his junk. He was hard. I laughed.
"Eat me," he said.
"Can you drive while I do that?"
"Ah. Probably not."
"Damn."
"It will be dessert after lunch."
"Maybe before lunch."
"Even better."
"You going to be hard the whole way there?"
"Fuck, I hope not."
He reached over and pressed his hand into my junk. I smiled. I was hard. "It's going to be a long six hours."
"Let's talk about something else."
We talked about him going to state college and the guys he was planning on living with. That killed my erection.
Finally we were on the Highway. "Oregon here we come," he said.
"Remember we said that we could come five times in a day."
"Yeah."
"You think you could do that ten days in a row."
He laughed. "Fuck, I've never done that. I mean I can come three times a day for ten days. I've done that. Morning, afternoon when I got home and night."
"How about this. So that would be thirty times, if we did it three times a day. If we went for five times a day that would be fifty."
"Damn, I don't know."
"So, let's shoot for forty."
He smiled. I chuckled. He said, "Okay, but I think we should have one or two five-times-in-a-day days."
"I'm up for that."
"You're up for anything."
I laughed.
He glanced at me and said, "You're going to fuck me before we get back."
"You're sure?"
"Definitely. So, we're staying in Oregon one night but then when we head for the Grand Teton National Park we're spending a night in a motel."
"Right. In Twin Falls, Idaho."
He looked at me. "You're fucking me then."
I felt nervous but really turned on. I knew how much he didn't want to do it and I was fine with not fucking him, but I also really wanted to. "Okay."
We exited Highway 5 and headed toward central Oregon. It seemed to take forever, but finally we saw signs for our campsite. "Just 7 miles ahead," he said. My dick got hard.
We pulled up to the office. "I'll go in," he said.
I waited in the car and called my mom to let her know we arrived.
"He said the campsite is pretty empty and we can set up anywhere. I asked him if he was expecting many arrivals and he said not for the next few days. I got us a place near the lake but past the end of the road. We'll have to carry our stuff a little way but he said that then we'd be sure to have no one near us." He started the car.
"Great," I said.
We unloaded the car, carried our stuff and set up our tent. It was his parent's tent. It was large. Big enough to stand in and sleep six people.
"It's beautiful here," I said. We were about twenty yards from the lake and amongst the trees.
"Yeah, I know. The weather is great too. Almost a shame to spend time in the tent."
We both chuckled. We moved our stuff into the tent, got in and zipped it up. We unrolled our sleeping bags and lay them out. He pulled off his shirt and kicked off his shoes. I did the same. Off came our shorts and underwear. We were both hard.
"How do you want to do it," he asked.
"Ah, lay back. Let me give you head."
He smiled and got comfortable.
I took him deep into my mouth. I could tell he was going to come right away; he was rock hard and breathing loudly. I worked his cock hard with my mouth, never using my hand. Just the way he liked it. It didn't take but a couple of minutes and he moaned, "I'm close."
I moaned and kept bobbing up and down as I played with his balls. His body shook and then his cum filled my mouth. I swallowed as he kept coming. I moaned and kept working his cock. He grabbed my head and held it still.
"Fuck, Danny," he said, breathing hard. "Fuck."
I swallowed the last of his cum and licked his cock clean. I squeezed the shaft of his cock and brought that last drop of cum to the tip of his cock. I glanced up and him. He was looking at me. I smiled and licked cum from his cock. Then I kissed it.
He laughed.
I moved and lay beside him. We stared at each other. He said, "You know what's scary?"
"What?"
"I doubt that anyone will ever give me as good a blowjob as you."
I smiled. "You better keep me around."
He smiled.
He wrapped his fingers around my cock. "You're dripping precum."
"Keep touching it and I'll come in your hand."
He scooted down and wrapped his lips around my cock. I don't think I made it to a minute and I was shooting my load.
Still hard, we decided to have lunch. My mother made us salami and cheese sandwiches. With them we shared an apple and a banana. We each drank a bottle of water and then lay down on top of our sleeping bags.
Facing each other, he said, "I could nap. I didn't sleep but three hours last night."
"Me, too."
I watched him close his eyes. Moments later he was sound asleep. I lay staring at him. I knew I was not supposed to fall in love with him, but I had. I loved him deeply. I'd do anything with or for him. I thought he was the best looking and kindest and funniest and most athletic person I knew.
I thought about how much his parents at best ignored him and all he did and how his father seemed to take pleasure in abusing him. I had wished for years that I could do something to protect him, but he insisted that doing nothing was the best thing.
I thought about the secret he asked me to keep; him thinking about suicide except when he's with me. The thought still cared me.
I hadn't seen his brother or sister in years. I was never clear on why they stayed away except for a holiday once a year. A couple of times in the last two years Mark came to visit, but I only heard about his visits from Ryan. He talked about how his father fawned over Mark and at the expense of everyone else. His sister had stopped visiting whenever Mark was in for a holiday. According to Ryan, the best thing about Mark's visits was that they were always short. However, that summer, Mark was leaving the east coast and would be taking a job starting August first in Southern California. When I asked what Mark would be doing for the month of July, Ryan said, "Staying in my room. I fuckin' hate the idea of him staying there, but it's not my house and when the Prince comes home, he gets to do what he wants. That's the way it's always been."
I stared at him wanting to kiss him. I closed my eyes and remembered that drunken night once again and my cock got hard. I sighed and wished he could love me the way I loved him. And as always, I reminded myself of what he said. I don't think I could ever fall in love with a guy. I took comfort in the fact that if he were not to fall in love with me he'd would never fall in love with a guy; only girls. I knew he loved me. I loved him. I just wish he could be in love with me.
When I woke he had me pressed hard into him, my back to his chest. He was running his hand over my chest and down to my erection. His erection was pressed hard against my buttocks. "You awake?" he asked.
"Yeah."
"Can I fuck you?"
"Please."
"Don't move."
I lay still. He got up and rustled though his stuff. I heard the cap of the lube bottle snap open. Then he spread lube on my hole and pressed his finger into me. I sighed. He rubbed his cock head up and down the crack of my ass. I moved, making my hole more available to him. He pressed against it. I pressed back.
"No, don't. Let me."
I lay still.
He very slowly pressed his cock past my sphincter. Then he stopped. He slipped his left arm under me and pulled me against him as he put his right arm under my right arm and over me. I leaned into him. He put his hand on my stomach and held me as he slowly pressed into me. We both moaned.
"You feel so good," he said, kissing the back of my neck.
"If you want to you can come in me." We hadn't been doing that because of fear of stained underwear.
He moved further into me but was not thrusting. He held me, kissing and biting at my neck and back.
I wanted to press against him capturing his entire cock, but I lay still as he asked.
"Does it feel okay?"
"Always."
He chuckled. He pressed further into me. I sighed, "Are you all the way?"
"No. Too much?"
I chuckled. "No, I was hoping there was more."
He laughed and pressed further into me. I moaned. Then he pressed all the way in. "Oh yeah, there it is," I said and laughed
He began slowly thrusting as he stroked my chest and licked and bit at my neck.
"Fuck, you are incredible," he sighed "Ten days of this. Incredible."
"I want your dick in my ass at least twice a day."
He started thrusting. "At least."
We never changed position. He fucked me with us on our sides. I wrapped my right leg over him as he stroked my cock and fucked me. We sighed, grunted and moaned, but tried to keep out sound level down, imagining that people were close by and could hear us.
"I'm getting close," I moaned. He kept stroking my cock and pounding into me. I went from being almost limp in his arms to rigid and shaking. He held me tightly, rolled onto his back and thrust hard into me. My orgasm hit hard. Cum went flying all over us. It hit me on the chest, neck and face. It hit him on his face. Then he rolled us over and he was on top of me, with me facing down. He thrust four or five times and then pressed hard into me and grunted. He was coming.
Lying under him I listened to him breathing hard.
"You okay," I asked.
He chuckled. "I was wondering if you were."
"Yeah, I figured. I'm good. Nineteen to go."
He laughed and rolled off of me.
I desperately wanted to be in his arms, but I just lay there. I felt him move against me. He pulled me onto my side and against him. He nuzzled up against me. He lay still for a while and then he said, "Let's get dressed and hike around."
I got up and wiped my ass clean with an old tee shirt I brought just for that purpose. We dressed, which meant hiking shoes, shorts, no underwear or tee shirt. We spread sunscreen on each other.
"Maybe we can find a place to go skinny dipping," he said. "There's hardly anyone here."
We did go swimming naked. We headed back to camp late in the afternoon, made ourselves dinner and crawled back into the tent. We lay beside each other and talked about me being a senior, a track star, or so he thought, (I had lettered in varsity cross-country and varsity track) and about college.
"I'll miss you," I said.
"You mean at school. You've got varsity cross country this year and track next year."
I looked at him. "What does that have to do with me missing you?"
"You mean at school?"
"No. I see you all the time now. When you go, I'll never see you."
"Bullshit. I'll have the car. I'll be heading up here to see you. We'll have to figure out how to pull it off. I don't want to see my parents and it will be weird for me to drive up every weekend and pick you up."
"Weird?" I said, surprised he was thinking about seeing me.
"What will your mother think if I pick you up let's say Sunday noon time and drop you off late Sunday. What are you going to tell her?"
"I'll figure something out."
I felt like a cloud had lifted. I didn't think he had even thought about what would happen between us when he left. I smiled to myself.
"You're weird," he said. "Did you really think I'd just say bye buddy and see you next summer?"
"No. But I didn't know what was going to happen."
That night he gave me head and then fucked me. When he was getting close, he said, "Can I come in your mouth?"
"For sure."
And he did.
As always he was first to fall asleep. I took his hand and pulled him toward me. He lifted his head and looked at me. "What?" he said.
"Just moving closer to you."
He reached over and pulled me close against him. "Night," he said.
"Good night."
"Tomorrow night you are going to fuck me for the first time."
"I know."
Silence.
"Not that it matters," I said. "But why tomorrow night?"
"I want to do it in a bed."
"Why?" My cock was hard.
"I want us to be comfortable and have room to move around so you can enjoy yourself."
I chuckled. I loved that he was thinking about me.
"You're going to want to fuck me more than once."
"Do I get to do that?"
"Yes."
"Are you going to fuck me?"
"Count on it."
We had a nine-hour drive ahead of us. Our plan was to rise early and get into Twin Falls at dinnertime. I wondered what it would be like to fuck him and why he seemed so reluctant but now willing.
I listened to him sleep. I was crazy in love with him and it scared me.
He woke me by stroking my head. I was curled up in his arms. "Hi," I said glancing up at him. I tried to move but he held me. "Hope I didn't crowd you."
"You didn't. If we get up now and pack everything and get on our way we can make Twin Falls early."
"What time is it?" I asked.
"Almost seven."
"Okay."
He said, "We can blow each other now or wait until lunch." I chuckled. "Well, I figured we could get burgers or tacos or something and find a rest stop, park and get each other off."
I moved my hand to his junk. He was hard.
"Yeah, I know, but we want to get in early. More time to fuck. Maybe it will be one of our five times day."
"You want to do a quick blowjob now and then one at lunch."
He sighed and put his hand on my head and moved it toward his cock. "Use your mouth and hand. That will get me off quick. Then I'll do you."
I worked his cock with my hand and mouth and he shot his load quickly. I moved beside him and opened my mouth. He smiled and glanced at his cum on my tongue. "Breakfast?"
I swallowed. "Good for me."
He went down on me and I came quickly.
It took us an hour to get ourselves organized and packed. At eight o'clock we were on the road. "If we do a quick lunch," he said glancing at me and smiling, "We should be there by five."
Neither of us was wearing underwear under our Black Nike Dri-Fit workout shorts. I pulled down my shorts to my ankles and let my junk get some air. He chuckled. He lifted his ass and pulled his down to his knees.
"Can you drive if I touch your junk?"
"Yeah. Go for it." I reached over and ran my fingers over his cock. Soon he was hard and so was I. "I'm going to do this to you when you drive."
"I hope so," I said and smiled.
He drove with a hard on for two hours and then we stopped for gas and I got behind the wheel. He took off his shorts. I pulled mine down. His hand gently massaged my erection as we drove through central Oregon. We were going to stop in Burns Oregon for lunch and a blowjob, but we made better time than we expected.
Driving through Burns, Ryan said pointing, "There's a Subway sandwich place. Let's get something there and keep going for another hour. We can look for a deserted place to have lunch. There isn't much until we get to Ontario and then it's only three hours to Twin Falls," he said looking at his phone map.
We each got a sandwich and were on the road again. Again, shorts down and cock play. He looked at me as he drove. "This isn't a camping trip."
"It isn't?"
"It's a sex trip with camping and sightseeing."
I chuckled. "You good with that?"
"I was the one who planned it."
"True."
We had been driving for about a half-hour, when he said, "Look, there's a rest stop up ahead. We can have lunch there if it's not too crowded."
"Sounds good." We both pulled our shorts up as he pulled in.
"Hardly anyone here," I said. "Park over there." He pulled into a spot that as far from the bathrooms and far from anyone else.
We headed for the bathrooms. On the way back to the car, he said, "How do you want to do this."
"I think we should probably stay out of the backseat," I said glancing around.
"Okay, get in the drivers seat and I'll give you head and then we'll switch and then we'll eat our lunch."
With all the touching that morning, we were both pretty horny. That was the idea. As soon as he had his mouth on my cock, I was hard and moaning. He sucked as I kept eyes open for anyone approaching. A couple of minutes later I was close.
"I'm going to come," I whispered.
He moaned and sucked. Coming in such a confined place was different. My feet pressed hard against the floorboard. My back pressed hard into the seat and I arched my hips upward. I tried to remain quiet, but I grunted loudly as I came and listened to him moan with pleasure at receiving my load.
I glanced around. No one in sight. "We're clear," I said.
He sat up. "You needed that."
I chuckled.
We both looked around. We changed places and I had my head in his lap before he got his shorts pulled down. He put his hand on the back of my head and got a rhythm going. "We should have no trouble with five today," he said. I kept sucking. "Yeah, just like that. Fuck you are so good at this."
"That's because it's one of my favorite things to do," I said.
He chuckled. "One of? Not your favorite?"
"Got me."
"But maybe tonight will make this one of your favorite things."
I stroked and sucked and finally got my reward; another load of his man juice.
As we drove through Twin Falls, he said, "There's a market. Let's get stuff for dinner."
"Like what?"
"You're not going to want to leave the room once we get started. Maybe they have sandwiches, salad stuff, fruit and chips."
"Sounds good."
They had a deli in the market that made sandwiches. We also bought fruit and chips and bottles of water. When we pulled into the motel, I said, "Ah, I've got wood and no underwear on."
He glanced at my lap and saw my erection-bulge in my shorts.
My mother had reserved and paid for our room. "I'll check us in."
I called my mother. "We're in Twin Falls at the motel. Ryan is checking us in."
"Are you having fun?"
"Yes. The campsite in Oregon was beautiful. We went swimming."
"Okay. Enjoy yourself."
"For sure."
My heart was pounding in my chest as we entered the room. "I'll shower first," he said and smiled at me. I nodded. I sat on the bed and took off my shoes and socks as I listened to the shower running. I stood and pulled off my tee shirt and shorts. My cock was hard and pulsing. How can I be horny, I wondered. I came twice today.
"Your turn," he shouted.
I walked into the bathroom. He stood there drying himself. He glanced at my cock and smiled. "Getting ready?"
I smiled.
I showered quickly, dried off and entered the bedroom. Ryan was lying on the bed naked and hard. "What do I do?" I asked.
He smiled. "Come over here," he said with his arms open. I got on the bed and then lay down on top of him. He put his arms around me. He stroked my back. I pressed my cheek against his. He put his hand on my buttocks and then wrapped his legs around me. "This is how I want you to fuck me."
I pulled back a bit, looked at him and said, "How?"
"Me on my back." I realized we had never done it like that. "I want to look at you while you fuck me."
My face was burning hot. Butterflies in my stomach. I nodded. I moved off him and watched as he pulled his legs against his chest. I knelt in front of him and ran my fingers over his butt. He and I made eye contact. I leaned down and kissed his hole. He moaned. I licked as I moved my finger over his hole. I fingered and licked and kissed. He moaned.
"Here's the lube," he said.
I squirted lube on his hole and fingered him. Then I gently spread lube on my cock. My cock was rock hard.
"Just take it easy going in."
"I will."
I leaned in toward him. I rubbed my cock over his ass crack. I glanced up at him. He was staring at me. He smiled. I sighed. I put my cock head against his hole and gently pressed into him. I glanced up at him again. I watched as my cock head disappeared. My body was tingling all over. I pressed in a bit further.
"You okay," I said.
He smiled. "I'm fine. Just slide in slowly."
I nodded and pressed further. "Fuck, Ryan."
"Come here," he said, opening his arms.
My dick was half in him. I slowly moved forward and lay on him. "Ryan," I sighed loudly.
"Just push in and then don't move."
"Doesn't it hurt?"
"I've been practicing, making my hole ready for you."
I pressed deep into him and sighed. "Fuck." My body shook in his arms.
He wrapped his legs around me. I was breathing hard into his ear.
"Move slow."
I began moving my hips. I couldn't believe how incredible it felt to be inside of him. "I'm afraid I was going to come too soon. I wanted this to last."
"Just go for it. You're pretty horny. You can go again."
"You sure. Are you okay?"
"I'm fine. Fuck me."
I began to thrust. As I did, he bit down on my neck and licked my ear. "Oh fuck, Ryan," I moaned, thrusting into him. We made eye contact. He put his hand behind my head and pulled me toward him. We kissed. Could this really be happening, I wondered. This was the first time since that night that we kissed. I moaned as his tongue slipped into my mouth. We kissed and I thrust.
He whispered. "Come inside of me."
I thrust two or three more times. My body tensed and I pushed deep into him. "Fuck," I moaned.
"Yeah, let it go."
I was inside him for less that two minutes and I hit my climax hard. Cum was shooting through my cock and my body shook in his arm. We started kissing again as I breathed hard. Finally, I stop coming. My body quaked in his arms. We kept kissing. He held me.
I collapsed in his arms, my face in the nap of his neck. My body was still having mini-involuntary spasms.
"You really got off," he said, biting my ear.
I looked at him and smiled. He smiled. I laughed. He held me tight against him, his legs wrapped around me. I kissed him. "You want to fuck me," I said.
"You're still hard." I nodded. "Go for it," he said smiling.
I began thrusting. He moaned. I buried my face in the nap of his neck and licked and kissed. I licked his ear and bit down on it. He moaned. I thrust faster. I pulled back almost pulling my cock from his ass and then pushed again into him. He moaned and grunted with each thrust. I lifted off of him and continued thrusting, watching my cock slide in and out of him.
"Fuck me," he moaned.
His cock was hard. I noticed pre-cum on his stomach. I kept fucking him, moaning and breathing hard. The sounds he made, the site of his excited naked body, the smell of cum and the unimagined feeling of fucking him was getting me close again.
He reached up and pulled me down on him. We looked at each other. He said, "Fuck me. Kiss me."
I kissed him. Our tongues pressed against each other's. He bit my lip. I moaned. My climax hit and again it was intense. I dug my toes into the mattress and pressed hard and deep into him, pushing my hips against him as hard as I could. I shook and moaned.
He held me. We kissed.
I lay on him for minutes. Neither of us spoke. My cock slipped from his ass. I pulled back, looked at him and smiled. "I'm going to get fucked hard, aren't I?"
He chuckled and nodded.
He got up from the bed and went into the bathroom. I lay in bed thinking about us kissing. My body was still on fire. Fucking him and kissing him, I thought. It can't get any better than this.
Standing beside the bed touching his hard cock, he said, "Do you want to wait a bit."
"No," I said, lifting my legs and pressing them to my chest. "I really want to get fucked twice."
He smiled. "I'll do my best."
He knelt on the bed in front of me and put his hand on my butt. I watched as he looked at my hole and touched it with his finger. He glanced at me and smiled. Then he leaned forward and pressed against my hole with his tongue.
I sighed loudly as my toes curled.
He wet is fingers with lube and fingered my ass. "You have the prefect butt hole."
I chuckled. "Yeah. So how many have you seen?"
He smiled. "Several girls. And yours is perfect for fucking."
Holding my knees to my chest, I laughed as he lubed up his cock. "What makes it perfect?"
"It fits perfectly to my cock. Tight, but not too tight. It's like it was made for my cock."
I smiled. "I think you made it that way."
He leaned forward and pressed his cock against my hole. We maintained eye contact as he pushed in. I had learned how to relax as he entered me and knew that soon there would be pleasure rather than pain.
He lay on me. I wrapped my legs around him. He didn't move. He just stared down at me, waiting.
I smiled. "Please, fuck me."
He smiled and started thrusting. Our lips met. Our tongues touched. I grunted with each thrust and he moaned. "You are so hot," he whispered. He kept thrusting as he licked and bit my chin, lips, cheeks and nose.
I kept trying to kiss him, but he smiled and went back at biting me. "Fuck, Ryan, you are incredible. I'm hard again."
He started fucking me hard. And the harder he fucked me the more excited I got. I loved the strength and power of his body. I loved how his muscles flexed as he fucked me. I was powerless under him and I loved it. He could break me in two if he wanted and I felt completely safe and turned on.
He put his mouth on mine. We kissed. He thrust. He sucked on my bottom lip and gently bit on it. I moaned. My body reeling in pleasure with his mouth on mine, his body pressed hard against mine, and his cock moving in and out of my ass.
He grabbed a handful of my hair tightly. It almost hurt but it, too, added to the sensations running through my body. He moaned, "I'm coming," as he pressed hard into me.
I moaned and held him.
He collapsed on top of me. I listened to him breathing hard and deep. I locked my ankles so that he couldn't move out of me. "I'm not going anywhere," he whispered. He licked my ear. Chills ran through my body.
"You like getting fucked in this position?" he asked.
"Fuck yeah."
"Why?"
"Kissing."
"We can kiss in other positions."
"I like holding you. Seeing you. I like feeling your weight on me. When you fuck me doggie style, I don't feel you."
"Yeah, I like it this way too."
"You're the best kisser," I said and chuckled.
He thrust hard into me. I laughed. He said, "I'm the only person you've made out with."
"I know."
"You like kissing?"
"I like it all and yes, I like kissing."
He put his mouth to mine. We kissed. His tongue found mine. He licked my lips. "You have the best lips," he said.
"So do you."
"Not like yours."
I thought he was nuts. His were perfect.
He licked my nose. I chuckled. Then he ran his tongue over my eyelids and kissed each one.
We made eye contact. He smiled and began thrusting.
"Fantastic,' I said and smiled.
He held me tightly and then rolled us over. I was now on top of him. "Sit on me," he said. I was on my knees and on top of him. "Just stay still and let me fuck you," he said.
He began thrusting upward into me. He ran his hands over my legs, my cock and balls and my chest. I moaned and groaned. I leaned forward and played with his chest.
"Kiss me," he called out.
I leaned down and kissed him as he thrust into me. Then he rolled us over again and I was under him. He was thrusting hard as we stared at each other. He fucked me and kissed me and we moaned into each other's ears.
"I want to come on your face," he groaned.
"Do it," I said.
He pulled out of me and moved over my chest. He was stroking hard as we stared at each other. I put my hand on his scrotum and played with his balls.
"Fuck."
He aimed his cock at my face. I watched as shot after shot of cum exploded from his cock and hit my face.
He lay on top of me and began kissing my cum wet face. "Oh fuck, Ryan."
We kissed. His face was now wet with cum. I licked. He licked. We kissed with cum in our mouths. I sucked on his tongue wanting it all.
He collapsed on top of me. I held him. He was breathing hard.
"You're crazy hot," he whispered. "I love that you will do stuff."
"Whatever you want," I said, kissing his neck.
We showered.
"Let's put something on and eat dinner outside. I saw a park near here. We can walk there," he said.
Sitting in the park, we ate our sandwiches and watched people. "You think we can go for five," I said.
He smiled. "I know you can. You were hard when I was fucking you."
"I can't help it. It turns me on so much."
"What does?"
I laughed. "You like talking about this shit, don't you?"
He nodded and smiled. I sighed. "This is hard."
"Okay," he said, "so, what turns me on? You know I get turned on watching you. When you were sitting on me, you were hard and you looked fantastic as I fucked you. Being inside of you feels incredible. I just love that you'll do whatever I want when I'm so turned on. Oh yeah, and for someone who hasn't made out with anyone else, you're incredible at it."
"You mean, coming on my face?"
He nodded. "Cum kissing was hot, too," he said and laughed.
"Really hot."
"So, tell me."
"I like how strong you are. I mean I feel like you're in complete control and so powerful. It gets me so turned on. Kissing. Yes, kissing. I mean I knew I'd like kissing, but I had no idea it would turn me on so much." He smiled. "And you know I love sucking your cock and now I love getting fucked and fucking you."
"Oh, so you like fucking me."
I laughed. "I love fucking you."
I laughed again.
"What?"
"I have a hard on."
He laughed.
That night we did come five times. We sixty-nine for a while and then fucked each other.
I was glad we had two beds because we made a complete mess of one of them. We climbed into the other bed and curled up into each other's arms. I fell asleep almost immediately.