EVERY DAY THE SAME
It was summer. The bunch crowded into the summer house. Thomas has his own bedroom high up in the converted attic. It was hot but opening the windows at both ends helped. July was indeed hot and humid despite the ocean breezes.
His sisters were downstairs and on the main floor where their parents and another guest room. Charley and his friend Bomar shared one of them.
Charley was boyfriend of one of his sisters and Bomar was his friend.
Bomar was tall, curly black hair and his body was smooth. They all saw each other's bodies in the various swim suits, or shorts of course. It was summer.
And after a few weeks of exploring, the group found their own habits, be it beach, biking, shopping or wherever else they went for privacy and fun.
Thomas found himself on his own most of the time and he liked it that way. There weren't any battling sisters and there no overbearing parents. He found a part of the beach away from the clutter of other families and enjoyed swimming, exploring, reading...
And by midafternoon when it got the hottest, Thomas would go back to the house, shower and hide in the attic. He saw Bomar return day after day too. The man would do the same things and wander around the house wearing only a towel.
"Oh hi" Thomas stuttered the same greeting trying not to stare at the man's bulging towel. Bomar would smile. "Oh you're here, thought everyone was ...."
"Oh yea they are, I usually come here and chill. It's nice and quiet" Thomas said.
They had similar conversations daily and it became their routine.
Thomas would revert back to the attic and stroke himself thinking of Bomar's body, his bulge and create fantasies that made each orgasm more explosive then the last.
Then one day, Thomas wrapped a towel around his own waist and lay on the couch. As he pretended to sleep, he heard Bomar enter and shower. When the man return to the living room, Thomas would awake and they had their usual conversation.
Thomas got better views of the man's bulging towel and gathered his own towel so his erection wasn't easily visible.
"So last couple of weeks. Have you gone to the gulch beach yet?" Bomar asked one day.
"Gulch beach? No, where's that?"
Bomar nodded and his smile subsided. "Oh just one of the beaches I found, probably not for you"
"Hey" Bomar's bare knee touched Thomas one of the subsequent hot afternoons. "You ok?"
Thomas realized he had really slept that day and awoke to see the towel wearing man on the couch.
"Oh yea, just too hot I guess" Thomas said. His eyes noted the usual bulge in Bomar's towel being slightly open saw some flesh, presumably genitals.
He couldn't hide his own instant erection.
"Looks like you are a bit hot" Bomar said. He moved on his knees to the couch now below where Thomas lay.
"Uh yea" Thomas' mind struggled to think of something clever to say.
"You know I've seen you looking at me" Bomar said and Thomas started to deny it.
"No it's ok, I understand. And I've been looking at you too. You're a good looking young man" Bomar's eyes were moving.
Thomas felt himself being examined. He didn't know whether to put his hand over his tented towel or not. His hand started to move.
"No don't do that. It's ok. A man's erection can be beautiful" Bomar said as he moved his own towel revealing his penis which was growing.
Thomas stared.
"Show me" Bomar said
Thomas staring at the revealed man sized penis moved his own towel and felt the air on his bare cock.
"Nice one" Bomar reached and Thomas flinched at first then sighed as the man's hands surrounded his boner.
"You and I are the only single men left so we have to help each other" Bomar's other hand brought Thomas hand to his now stiff penis.
"Geez, it's huge" Thomas said
"Thinking of doing this with you made it big, but it's not as big as some I see at Gulch Beach"
"Where's that?" Thomas forgot their previous conversation.
"It's an all-male beach down the shore a ways, fun guys, and there's bushes nearby where guys can go and do what we're doing, you should come with me tomorrow"
Bomar moved closer putting himself between Thomas legs.
"Have you done this before?"
Thomas watched as Bomar removed his towel. His trim, cut naked body was getting closer. He moved a leg without realizing he was spreading them.
"It's ok, I'll go slow" Bomar "I think you'll like it slow"
Thomas legs were both touching the outside of Bomar's thighs. The man released his erection and tugged his towel until it laid aside leaving Thomas naked body open like a flower ready to be pollinated.
"Nice body kid, you're gonna be a hit tomorrow" Bomar said.
Thomas didn't know what to say. His fantasies were happening. He felt the man's hands spreading his legs further and cupping under his buttocks lifting his hips.
"Give it to me "Bomar hissed as he pushed his hips forward, letting his thickness touch Thomas anus.
"Open up, and swallow me"
Thomas didn't know he could control his butthole without touching it or sticking something into it.
But apparently he had opened it as Bomar instructed because the man's cock was going inside him deeper and deeper, slower and slower.
"Breathe, just let it full you up" Bomar smiled. His hands touched Thomas softening cock and a nipple. Fingers pulled the pink flesh sending familiar trigger pangs of pain through Thomas body.
He pushed his body down onto the inserting cock wanting it totally inside him.
"No let me kid, want you to feel it filling you up" Bomar said. Now both fingers were on Thomas' nipples treating them to pain that both distracted and excited the boy.
"Gawd yes" Thomas closed his eyes reminding him of fantasies that had filled his afternoons for days. As if to remind him this wasn't a fantasy, he re-opened his eyes scanning the naked torso, the arms, belly and moving hips of the man who was impaling him.
"Want more?" Bomar asked with a smile that filled Thomas with even more lust if that was possible.
"Yes please" He muttered hearing his own words that sounded like a little boy's plea for a second helping of dessert.
Then Bomar pinched his nipples harder making Thomas gasp.
"Here goes" Bomar warned as he pushed his hips driving his entire cock inside. Thomas felt the man's hair against his taint and wanted more of the cock inside him.
"That's all there is kid, now it's time for fun. When I push in you relax and when I pull out you grip it" the man instructed. Thomas realized the man knew this was the first time for him. But it was too late to deny it. He did what the man said.
It was difficult at first but each movement of the thickness in his intestines sent new sensations through his body. It wasn't the same as the things he had used, even the dildo he had stolen from his sister's bedroom back home. This was real. He had no control. His body belonged to the man who was fucking him.
He was really being fucked.
Bomar moved each time slow, slower than Thomas wanted but eventually his body became less in his control and responded to what Bomar did and wanted to do.
"That's it kid you got it, now some more fun" Bomar began to fuck faster. Thomas didn't always release or tighten when it was the right time. Bomar didn't seem to mind. He was increasing his speed.
Thomas body was being slammed and the flesh on flesh sound added to the pornographic scene they had created.
"I hope nobody comes home before I'm through with you" Bomar panted.
That comment made Thomas stomach jump. If his parents came home and found his upturned ass being fucked by another man, there would be hell to pay. If his sister came home, he'd have to beg them not to tell. But getting one of his sisters to keep his secret had never worked before.
"yea yea" Bomar was fucking him faster and faster now.
Thomas knew that the man's sperm would be spilling out inside him. He wondered if he could feel that when it happened. Would he want Bomar to shoot his sperm all over him like a shower? Would the man want to piss on him afterwards like the videos he had seen on the internet?
"Gonna...." Bomar said and then the slamming against Thomas body hurt. He didn't mind each time, Closing his eyes Thomas imagined seeing the thick cock sliding in/out of him, it's precum already poured out and now spurts of the real white sperm spurting and then flowing filled his mind's eye.
"Get ready kid" Bomar said changing his ongoing fucking to several jabs and each one meant the man was indeed cumming full force inside him.
"Shit kid you are a tight fuck" Bomar was panting like an athlete now. Thomas looked at the heaving chest and stomach. He wanted to lick it dry of the sweat the sex had created.
"You OK?" Bomar asked
Thomas smiled "very ok" He didn't know whether he should thank the man or what to say.
"OK close your eyes" Bomar said "and concentrate"
Thomas complied feeling the thickness slowly slide out of him.
"Intense" Thomas said opening his eyes. "Is it out now?" he asked since he still felt it.
But Bomar was wiping his cock on his towel.
The night air cooled his body. Thomas lay on his bed near the attic window. Summer was almost over. He let the air flow across his naked body and he pumped the lotion onto his hand for his usual bedtime orgasm.
"No let me" The voice was a deep whisper. He hadn't heard the wooden steps creak as they usually did.
"I figured I owed you" the man lay down on the bed. Thomas saw the naked silhouette.
"Just relax and let me" Bomar said.
His nipples responded to the play and then the pain. His cock belonged to the hand that held it. He lay there still feeling Bomar inside him.
"You're going to be a big hit tomorrow" Thomas body was once again in the control of another person. He would near the point of no return and somehow Bomar would know it and stop it from happening.
"Please" Thomas begged.
"No when I want, not you boy" Bomar's voice was rougher
Finally the man was ready and Thomas body exploded feeling Bomar's cock inside him and the man's hand milking him.
"Stay"
"Can't. You need your rest. Tomorrow's going to be very tiring on you"
The shower was hot. Thomas muscles were sore. His jaws ached. His anus was sore. Shoulders, back, legs too ached. It was as if he had swum more laps then possible.
He exited not bothering to wrap the towel around him. As usual there was no family there. Bomar was getting him a drink, a real alcohol drink.
He wore his usual towel, bulging the familiar badge.
"Just don't tell" Thomas said
"About the sex today? Why would I tell?"
Thomas laughed. There had been several that day. Hand jobs, blow jobs, even fucking in the bushes. He couldn't have enough.
"No the drink. Dad doesn't want me to drink this stuff" Thomas swallowed.
"Don't worry no alcohol, no sex. He'll never hear it from me" Bomar knelt and took Thomas into his mouth.
They had two weeks left on vacation and everyday would be the same.