Chapter 20 - Part III From Justin's viewpoint
We lay face to face on the bed, resting up after Billy's and my first time. Neither of us could stop smiling. And we couldn't keep our hands off each other. We just let our hands roam over one another's bodies. Toying with nipples. Stroking necks and abs and ass cheeks. Gently playing with each other's cocks. Our cocks were still very hard, very sticky and very much ready for action.
Feeling Billy's cock, so warm and still moist with my cum and his ass juices was blowing my mind. Realizing that just moments earlier it had been buried deep inside of me. Spewing load after load of Billy's cum in me. How amazing that was to experience. To feel his cock in my ass. To feel his cum flowing into me. To feel the power of fucking. It was magical
I needed to taste it, too.
I moved around so I could run my tongue around Billy's cock. Tasting him. Tasting me. Smelling our combined juices. His musky man scent.
I pulled back and watched as a new drop of pre-cum began to drip from the tip of Billy's hot cockhead. It caught the light from the candles. God, how my cock and balls and every muscle and tissue around them longed to . . .
"Do you want to do it to me now?" Billy asked, interrupting that very thought in my own mind. It was like he was telepathic. It was what I had hoped he would want. But I didn't want to fuck him if he didn't want me to. I couldn't forget that he had only just come to terms with being gay. I wasn't really sure he was ready, even if he said he was. Maybe he felt pressured to let me make love to him because he had made love to me.
"Only if it's what you want. Don't feel you have to. We've got a lifetime ahead of us to explore the possibilities," I said.
"Are you kidding? Of course I want you to. The feeling that I had when I was buried deep in your ass was so incredible. The feeling of your ass wrapped so tight around my cock. So warm. So perfect. I couldn't believe it could feel so good. So right. Fuck, it made me feel like I was in such control. Every time I hit that spot inside you that made you moan in pleasure, I felt so good. Making you feel good was what it was. I want you to have that same sensation I had and goddamn I want to feel what you felt. I want you to make me groan just like I made you groan."
"OK. So how do you want to do it? Doggy style? Feet in the air? Whatever you want," I said.
"I want to see your face when you cum. I want to feel your beautiful body while you fuck my brains out. I want to see it all. Feel it all. Fuck, I don't care. Just do it," Billy said.
"I'm pretty big," I warned. "I don't want to hurt you."
And with that we started. First I rocked him up on his shoulders to get good access to his ass. It was twitching like crazy. It was so cute to see how excited his asshole could be and I hadn't done anything yet. But I wasted little time.
I started rimming him. I could smell our cum and our sweat in his ass crack. It was a musky aphrodisiac to me. My tongue plunged right into action. Licking all around, poking at that excited opening with my tongue.
I was surprised that almost immediately his muscles loosened up and actually let me get my tongue a little bit into his asshole. His sighs of pleasure and moaning left little doubt I was doing what he wanted.
Then I tried a finger and it slipped right in. I probed gently for a moment, but met little resistance. I pushed in farther.
"That's it. Shove it in deeper," Billy said. And I did.
Soon two fingers and then three. He was taking this warm-up like a trooper.
"OK. That's enough," he said raising his head off the pillow. I thought he wanted me to quite, so I pulled my fingers out. I was disappointed, but willing to wait.
"Why do you look so glum?" he asked me. "Don't you want to fuck me?"
"Sure," I said.
"Well then get to it, man. Enough of this practice. I'm ready. Just let me see that cock up close one last time before you shove it in me."
I obliged. And even if I do say so myself, my cock was something to behold just then. All nine-plus inches of it. It was hard as marble, hot as hell and dripping pre-cum like a leaky faucet. My cock was ready.
After Billy had his last look and ran his hand over it from tip to nuts, I took hold of my cock. Bent it down toward Billy's ass lips. Pressed gently against his entryway. My cock looked so big up against his ass.
I looked at Billy for guidance and he just nodded. I pushed gently, but nothing happened.
"Relax," I said and pushed again. I could feel his ass giving way. A little more and a little more. I could see the tip of my cockhead poking its way into his ass. Another push and it popped in.
"Oh," Billy yelped and it wasn't a good yelp.
"Should I pull it out?" I asked.
"Fuck, no," he said. "Just give me a minute. Your monster is fucking huge. That hurt!"
I felt terrible, but waited with just my cockhead in Billy's ass. I couldn't take me eyes off of it. It was in Billy. Fuck, I was in Billy and the thought and sight of it combined to make me even hornier, hotter and, I'm afraid, bigger.
It was such a turn-on to see Billy's ass impaled on my hard cock. The head of my cock completely inside Billy's butt. The lips of his ass muscles circling and holding my shaft so tight. My rigid cock lubed with my slimy pre-jizz. I was ready to fully fuck my boyfriend's ass for the first time.
At last Billy was ready for more and I started again, pushing as gently as I could. But now the resistance was disappearing. My cock was disappearing. Inch after inch I drove it into Billy's welcoming ass. He smiled up at me and cooed, "I love you."
In and out. Deeper and deeper. Billy was beginning to rock back and forth to match my motion and before long I had buried my cock to the hilt and Billy was grinding his pelvis to get it still deeper. With each thrust he groaned or let out a little yelp of pleasure. With each thrust he worked harder to drive me deeper into him. To keep on hitting his prostate. To keep on working his pleasure point.
He was thrashing and moaning and crying out encouragement to me to go harder, faster, deeper. We were covered in sweat. I looked down at him as I thrust my cock into his tight ass. His eyes were closed tight. His hands were on my ass cheeks pulling me in to him. He looked so determined. So into our moment.
With one particularly hard thrust, I must have hit the perfect mark because his eyelids flew open and he looked into my eyes with pure lust. Then he flashed me the biggest smile. "This is the fucking best," he groaned. "Fucking best."
It was only a moment later that I warned him I was about to cum.
"Fill me up you fuck stud. Shove that cock in me. Cream my fucking ass. . . ." and on and on until finally I arched my back and threw my head back and let out a wail of a cry. There was no stopping. I made one last thrust using my whole upper body. I worked my spine like cracking a whip, snapping my hips and cock deep into Billy. I left my shaft buried for just a second. Grinding into him as he ground back. I could feel my cock swell. The heat from it was intense. Then I exploded. Cum exploded from my cock up Billy's ass.
"Wow," Billy crooned in pleasure and amazement. "I can really feel it." I shot into him again.
He grabbed his own cock. His gorgeous hard, dripping cock. He started to beat it mercilessly. As I was still firing round after round of my cum into him, he started to cum too and the spasms from his cumming urged me on.
It seemed like we might never stop. But at last, drenched in cum and sweat, we did. I fell forward onto Billy. His stomach was flooded with his cum and it squished between us. I didn't want to take my cock out of his ass and he didn't seem to mind my leaving it buried where it was happiest.
We lay like that for the longest time. Exhausted and euphoric. Finally I think we both drifted off for a short time.
When we awoke, my cock had slipped from Billy's butt, but we were still entwined face to face, virtually glued together with Billy's cum. I didn't care.
We lay and talked about the experience of our first time, trading superlatives as we stroked and toyed with each other. If anything is bliss, this was it.
We compared the wonders of being a top to being a bottom and agreed that we both looked forward to a future of both.
"I wish I had this all on film, I'd love to see it over and over," Billy said
That reminded me that Mike had said he would leave two hand-held video cameras for us in case we wanted to do just that. They recorded directly to DVDs, so we could take the discs with us and watch them on our home computers whenever we wanted. No fear of others seeing our first X-rated porn movies.
Billy was so excited when I told him that he made me get up and retrieve the cameras from the guestroom. I could hear his cell phone ringing as I returned, but Billy had made no effort to answer it.
"Who was it?" I asked.
He said he couldn't care less. He'd have a lifetime to return calls. All he wanted now was to be with me.
We played around with the cameras until we had them operating and could at least do the basics with them. We started taking pictures of each other jerking off, then sucking each other off and finally, my favorite, an extreme close-up of my cock penetrating Billy's ass for the second time.
I don't know how many times we each came that night. Maybe five. Maybe more. With the sheets a sticky, wet mess and the smell of our cum almost overpowering us, we finally collapsed in exhaustion and slept.
I awoke once or maybe twice to the ringing of my cell phone, or was it Billy's. In my sleepy haze, I didn't know. I didn't care. I went back to sleep.
With light pouring through around the blinds, we were awakened by an unending ringing of both our cell phones about 8 a.m. First one rang. Then the other. Then the first again. It clearly wasn't going to stop.
"It has to be Jess," Billy said. "He's the only one who knows we're together and whoever is doing this seems to know we're together."
We both got up, fished out our cell phones. Mine was ringing and I could see it was Jess calling. Billy checked his missed calls and then grabbed my ringing cell from me.
"What the hell do you want?" he demanded into the phone with a tone that took the pleasant edge off what should have been a morning of pure pleasure.
After a brief pause Billy asked Jess quite harshly, "What did you say?"
He looked at me as Jess told him something I couldn't hear. But I could tell from Billy's expression that it wasn't good news.
To Be Continued . . .
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