The Savannah Kid wrote this really neat story "The Front Seat of His Car" and I couldn't keep my sticky little fingers off of it. Sooooooo... here is his story... and where my twisty little mind took his characters. Please let both of us know what you think of the results
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If you have faggot sensitivity, you ought not read this story. Thanks.
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Try to keep in mind that while 42 is the meaning of life, it is not the only possible solution. Jon
The Front Seat of His Car
By The Savanna Kid and Jon Hold
Part One
by The Savanna Kid
I was fifteen years old when I had my first sexual experience. It happened in the front seat of my best friend James Truett's car. My best friend James, who was sixteen, and I had spent the whole weekend hanging out together. It was very late and everyone at my house was probably sleeping and I was in no hurry to go home.
We both belonged to the Savannah Boy's Club and played soccer together. I had seen James naked in the showers plenty of times. He was my favorite jack off fantasy. James favorite expression was "Clay, when are you going to blow me". He never meant it, but liked to display his virility by telling me to swing on his cock. These comments always expanded my fantasies.
James entered puberty before me and was well developed by this time. His cock was at least four inches long when soft. He had jet-black hair, not just on his head, but large patches under his arms and in his crotch area.
James and I were seated just talking about teenage boy stuff. Suddenly with no prior warning James started teasing me about a goal I missed earlier in the day. As the teasing continued he used his favorite phrase "you gonna blow me tonight." I really don't know why I answered him the way I did. I looked at him and said, "It would be the best blow job you ever had."
This caused the conversation to stop. James just looked at me, smiled and said, "Let me judge, you're probably not good at it anyway, but you can practice on my cock, I'll teach you to be OK". He then reached down and started rubbing his crouch. In my mind I was going crazy, but for some reason I just sat there motionless and speechless. I absolutely stunned. The joking had taken on a serious tone. I think James knew I was considering doing it.
Since I made no attempt to stop him James continued. First he unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. He looked into my brown eyes and reached in and messaged his lengthening cock through his underwear. Still I did nothing and said nothing. My mind was screaming to stop this, but my horny mind was winning the argument.
Still sensing no resistance from me he started his garbage again "You want to look at it, I'll bet its smiling for you. You ready to do it now?" I could tell by James conversation that I could have stopped the tit for tat just by joking back. I surprised myself by saying very quietly "Yea, I guess so.".
I had crossed the line. Friends don't suck cock when you are in High School. James looked at me and said, "I was just joking and fooling with you, Clay, I know you're not a queer". I lowered my head and again said "I'll do it, I will, if you want". James face looked up now as he said, "Yea, shit yea".
James drove to a spot behind the grocery store on Waters Avenue and parked. He looked at me and again said "You sure?" I just nodded yes.
James opened his door and stepped out. I watched my best friend strip naked in the alleyway. He grabbed hold of his pants and underwear and pulled them down below his knees and stepped out of them. He threw his tee shirt and shoes into the back seat and climbed back into the car butt naked. His cock looked huge to me. I looked at the large patch of black hair that surrounded the large cum filled balls and the shaft that jutted toward his navel. I knew I was ready to give him head. This was like a porn movie, but, I was the slut. Again he said "Clay, you sure?" as he started to pump his cock.
I kept looking around terrified of being caught with James naked and playing with his dick. Even though to this point I had not moved or said a word, my completely erect cock in my pants showed how my body was feeling.
As his cock continued to grow even harder, James asked me to slide down to the floor of the car. I did move to the floor on my knees. I was ready to slip his boner into my mouth.
James and I had never talked about doing anything like this, but I had been thinking of it for some time. I made no attempt to stop him as he started pushing my head toward his cock. As I was near his cock, I opened my lips and tasted a drop his pre-cum on the mushroom head of his large prick. Before long my mouth rode up and down the entire length of the shaft.
I never expected my first sexual experience to be with a guy, but I loved every second of it. I used my tongue to slip down and Wet his asshole several times before I pushed my middle finger all the way in him. As I felt my finger enter him he lost all control and blasted several slimy shots of cum into my mouth. I swallowed his large laod and continued to finger his ass. I was amazed that he had not attracted others to our car with his yells of pleasure.
James sat back up in the seat and look down at his slimy seven-inch cock. I was still in shock, but I wasn't about to comment now. I sat down with my back to him facing my side of the car. I could hear him moving as the light came on as he started to dress. I was ready to bolt, I had sucked his cock, and I had slurped down his cum. He had to pull me from his softening tool as my suction started to hurt him. How humiliated I was now thinking of my queer actions. He then whispered "Come on Clay, you're my friend, NO one will know, just hang in there, you can practice every night on my rod, BOY! That was better than OK".
I slowly started to relax and eased back down on the seat.
James told me that he needed to clean up a little. He wanted to know if I could assist him and I gladly accepted his offer. I used my tongue on his softening cock, balls and stomach. Licking the cum from his pubic hairs caused his dick to grow again. I gave him a second blowjob of the night and I cleaned up a second load of his boy juice. James never talked about the nightly blowjobs, sometimes even my afternoon head services, but both of us eagerly waited for the next time.
Part Two
by Jon Hold
jonhold@eudoramail.com
James and I stayed best friends all the way through High School. When my parents went through a really ugly divorice James' parents said I could move in with them. James and I shared a room and that made it a lot easier for me to take care of his needs. He trained me to service him exactly the way he liked it. By the time we were in our Sophomore year James could fuck me down the throat as deep, long and hard as he wanted too. I guess I was lucky, because James' dick kept growing all the way through High School until he had the biggest dick on campus. But I had plenty of practice and time to adjust to his growth and he could fuck my mouth and throat just as hard when he was a Senior as he could when we were Freshmen.
James became the star athlete at school but I really wasn't aggressive enough to be much good at sports. I really liked working with the teams though, and the coach taught me how to be a really good team manager, taking care of the guys uniforms and equipment and all. I handed out towels and Coach even taught me how to give the guys massages and how to tape them when they got hurt. I wasn't a sissy or anything like that, everybody just considered me a real quiet guy who was a good pal. Even the bullies at school treated me nice, because they knew that James would pound their asses if they tried anything stupid.
James was a much better athlete than i was, but I was a much better student than he was . James was lucky to get "C's", but I always got straight "A's". After i moved in and we started studying together, James started getting "B's" and even some "A's". His mother was delighted and kept telling everyone how good it was to have at least one boy that was smart. James and I would just look at each other and laugh. It was really easy to get James to study because i'd just tell him that I wouldn't suck his dick until he finished his homework. As soon as he'd finish and I'd check what he'd done, I'd get under his desk and start sucking on his dick while he corrected any mistakes he'd found. Once he was done, we'd get serious about getting him sucked off. If he'd just done okay, I'd let him fuck my mouth. But if he'd done a really good job I'd suck his dick like crazy and even lick and suck on his balls and even kiss his asshole if he'd done really good.
I'm sure James' Dad knew that we were having sex, because several times he said stuff about how much calmer James was and how much less trouble he got into since I came to live with them. After my parents decided I might as well stay at James' house instead of coming to live with one of them, he started calling me 'Son' just like he did James and whenever we went camping or hunting or fishing, he made sure James and I had our own tent.
James was always the leader, and I always did whatever he said. We both liked it that way. James' dad tried to set some things up so that I'd be in charge for a change, but James and I would soon get it turned around somehow so that he was in charge. We just liked it that way.
None of the guys on the teams had any problem with me seeing them naked, even if I was dressed, and they all treated me pretty much like James did. It was kind of like having a whole bunch of older brothers, especially since I was a year younger than everyone else in my class, having skipped a whole year of school earlier.
In our Junior year, James was elected Captain of the football team, even though he was only a Junior and after the team had won the Regionals the coaches went out to celebrate and James got the whole team into the showers and told them he had a special treat for them and to wait for him. He turned out all the lights and went to the towel cage and got me. He took off all my clothes and then took me by the hand and led me into the showers. He pushed me down on my knees and told everybody that he had someone who wanted to suck all their dicks because they were the champions. I started to get up but James put his hand on top of my head and put his dick in my mouth. It was pitch black so no one could see anything, and besides that, the smell of all those horny young bodies was making me really excited. I knew that James would let me get up and leave if I wanted to, but he knew that i had the hots for every guy on the team and he'd set it up so we could all get what we wanted without anyone getting embarrassed.
So, I stayed on my knees and one after another the guys found my mouth and gave me their best mouth fuck and load of cum. Everybody was saying how I was the best cocksucker they'd ever had and I was pretty proud of myself and worked real hard to make everyone beleive I was the best, even if they didn't really know who I was.
I was working on giving seconds to everybody when somebody turned on the lights out in the dressing room. I dropped the dick out of my mouth and jumped up. Blushing bright red and starting to cry, I ran out of the room. James ran after me and the rest of the guys started giving the guy who'd turned on the lights pure hell.
James was still trying to calm me down when the guy who'd turned on the lights came over and started appologizing for what he'd done, swearing that he hadn't meant to be mean, he just didn't think when he turned the lights on. The other guys all told me they didn't mind if I liked guys better than girls (they all knew I was dating one of the best looking Juniors on campus) and that they thought I gave the best blowjobs they'd ever had. Even the guys who'd never been touched by someone else were saying that. I think I had about five or six virgins that night. They told me how bad their balls hurt and finally talked me into coming back into the shower so I could finish sucking them off
I was really tired, but none of the guys could get another hard-on when I was finally done. They all treated me with a lot more respect after that. Sometimes one or another of the guys would talk to James and they'd take me out in James' car or back to our room so i could suck both of them off. I really liked that because all of the guys on the team were nice to me and had great bodies, even if thier dicks were all smaller than James'. I'd get really embarrassed when they'd start talking about what a good cock- sucker I was and telling each other what I looked like with their dicks in my mouth. The guys were all straight and never did any of the queer stuff I did, but they liked watching each other and that made them really horny.
One night one of the guys asked James if he was fucking me yet. James said that he fucked my mouth all the time and they both laughed and traded dicks in my mouth so James could show our buddy how he could deep-fuck my throat. The guy thought that was cool and did the same thing to me when James was done. I had to suck both of them four times that afternoon before they were calmed down enough to take us to the Burger Barn for some needed calories.
A couple of nights later I was giving James one of his "Specials". He liked to take his girl out and fuck her and then come home and have me suck and lick all the pussy juice and dried cum off his dick and balls. I liked doing that for him because he always gave me a huge mouthful of cum as a reward. About half way through cleaning him up, I asked him, "What's it feel when you fuck?"
"You really want to know?" he asked.
"Yeah" I said. Really interestted.
James got up off the bed and went into his closet, coming out a minute later with a blue and white tube. "Strip naked," he said. I stood up on the bed and started stripping off my clothes and throwing them on the floor. James took both pillows and piled them in the middle of our bed and told me to lay down across them. I did like he said and laid there with my butt sticking up in the air as he climbed up on the bed and got down on his knees between my spread legs. He started using both hands to massage my butt and feel it all over. I got really turned on feeling what he was doing and listening to him talk dirty about how pretty my ass was and how long he'd wanted to fuck it and how much we were both going to enjoy this.
I was really hot, squirming around and fucking the pillows while James squeezed my ass muscles and started pulling my butt cheeks apart and peeking at my pink little rosebud and running his thumbs over the pouting, pursing little mouth. He leaned forward and audibly sniffed at my ass crack. Luckily, I'd just taken a shower and was super clean back there. I guess he figured that my boy-pussy was pretty much like any girl-pussy he'd dealt with in the past and the next thing I knew he had his face burried in the groove of my ass and was sucking, kissing and licking at my hole like he was starving to death. No wonder girls were giving up pussy to him! He was wonderful. No holding back, he just dove in and ate me out like his life depended on it. I was about to loose it when, moaning, he leaned back up and appologized for not being able to make love to me properly, he just had to fuck me NOW!
James swore that the next time he fucked me he'd make love to me properly but the whole time he was saying that his trembling hands were squeezing slick fuck-jelly out of the tube and wiping it all over his dick and my ass. Trembling, trying to take his time and treat me like he knew a virgin should be treated, he used his index finger to push some of the jelly up inside me. When I felt the finger pushing through the tight ring of my ass I went totally rigid, clenching my ass cheeks together as hard as I could trying to stop the burning and the pain. James just kept up the pressure and when he couldn't get in any further he slapped my butt, hard, with his other hand. That made me loosen up for a tiny fraction of a second and his finger slipped inside of me a little bit more.
Ten or a dozen slapps later James was all the way up on his knees, leaning over the top of me with one hand holding me down in the small of my back while he used two fingers of his greasy hand to royally finger fuck me. I was panting and crying but at the same time I was really getting turned on and pushing my butt back at him so he could really work my ass over.
When he pushed a third finger inside of me I started thrashing around and thought I was going to have to ask him to please stop. Before I could get the breath to beg him to let me up I felt his hand pushing down the mattress next to my head. He was streatched out over the top of me and I could feel the heat radiating from him all up and down my back. Thankfully, he let his big fingers slide out of my ass, giving me the relief I needed but as they came out I felt something blunt and much hotter than his fingers pushing against my already sore butthole.
James started licking and nibbling at my ear and telling me to bite the bed cover if I needed help keeping quiet but to not make so much noise because he was afraid his mom or dad might hear me. I tried to be quiet but had to bury my face in the covers to keep from screaming when his huge cockhead started spreading my ass wide open.
I could feel him pushing against me and how he moved inside of me when my asshole muscles started weakening. I knew the exact shape of his cock from having sucked it so many times and knew that onece I had his cockhead inside of me, that would be the fattest part. But that didn't keep it from hurting as he continually pushed it deeper and deeper inside of my virgin hole.
It was the most painful as the wide rim of his cockhead forced the outter ring of my ass to open up way wider than it had ever been before. It actually felt good when his corona passed the ring and snuggled up inside of my shit tube. James rested there a few seconds and then renewed his attack on my virgin portal. I though I was going to pass out when he got frustrated trying to get pass the inner ring of muscle and finally just used his whole weight to jab past the obsticle. I felt the ring streatch and pop as his cockhead lurched through and knew that he'd popped my cherry and that I wasn't a virgin any more. I collapsed weakly on the pillows supporting me and that allowed him to just glide the rest of the way inside of me.
James' heated athletic body lay full length on top of me as he held my head between his hands and tongue-fucked my ear, kissed all over my face and tried to get our faces turned towards each other enough so he could swap spit with me. I was in a daze, but I loved the feeling of his weight laying on me that way. I loved the feeling of his pubes pushing against my most private parts. I loved the way he was kissing me and trying to make love to me. I strained as hard as I could through my weakness trying to get his tongue in my mouth. James was kissing me and trying to make love to me just like he'd told me he did with girls so many times. When he started moving inside of me I started seeing stars and thought I was going to pass out. Not from pain, but from the sheer pleasure of how he was so gently fucking me.
It didn't take us long to go from "boy trying to gently fuck virgin girl" to "lusty boy fucking the hell out of his lusty buddy. Somehow we got turned around so that we were face to face with my legs wrapped around James' waist and we were tongue raping each others mouths while James fucked me silly. I couldn't beleive how good it felt and started giving James what he swore forever after that was the ride of his life. James fucked me like his life depended on it and when I started to cum that set him off and we exploded togeter and it damn near killed the both of us and did break two of the boards holding the mattress up in the bedframe.
We fell asleep like that, with James on top of me and still inside of me. We kept waking up that night and every time we did James would throw another fuck into me --- at least until I mannaged to get him rolled over so I could sit on him and ride him like a pony. James just laid there for that one, grinning up at me like a goofball and jacking on my dick while i rode him into a lather.
I was sore as hell the next morning and could barely walk to the bathroom. James went out and explained to his parents that I'd strained myself at gym class and could hardly move. Since we were both doing so well in school and James hadn't cut any classes since I came to live with them they gave him permission to stay home and take care of me that day. James came back with a breakfast tray and propped me up on our pillows, insisting on hand feeding me my breakfast.
We heard his mom take off for work and then his dad knocked on the door and came into our bedroom. He looked at us fondly and smiled at the way James, his wild and unruly boy-child, was so tenderly tending me. He came over and sat down next to my head, facing James and quietly explained that he'd had some work do do in his den, next to our bedroom, the night before and thought that we'd be "roughhousing" awfully loudly and that we might want to be carefull to not upset our mom. James and I both blushed bright red, knowing that his dad knew EXACTLY what had been going on. All his dad did though was to tell us how proud his was of BOTH of his sons and how he hoped that we knew we could talk to him about ANYTHING if we needed to. Without any more fuss than that he kissed James on the forehead. Then he turned to me and said, "Clay, I hope you know that, in my heart, you ARE my son. Just as much as James and that I love you just as much as I love him." Then he leaned down and kissed me, a warm masculine kiss, right on the lips. Then he patted my cheek and kissed my forehead, got up and said that he'd see us after work and quietly walked out of the room.
James and I sat there, dazed, staring at each other until we heard dad's car crunching it's way out over the gravel driveway. I knew then that Mr. Truett really was my Dad and that I wanted him to be my dad. I was so lost in thought that I didn't even notice James put the breakfast tray aside until he pulled back the covers and climbed in bed over the top of me. My arms and legs went up around him and James set about sharing his fathers seed with me.
There's lot's more to tell. About Clay and James. About the campout with their buddies and Dad. All sorts of stuff. But, that's it for now. Let Savanna and I know if you'd like to see more, and we'll see what we can do.
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