Written about a year ago (in 2006)......We're still in that apartment described in the story....now, for our Junior year in college and still very much together as of February 2007....
I'm a gay 20 year old living away from home. . I've had a boy friend for over 2 1/2 years and he lives with me in a very small apartment just off our college campus. On a Saturday earlier this year, it was late afternoon and I'd just stepped out of the shower, dried off and put on boxer shorts and Jimmy's old bathrobe.... then the phone rang. We'd lost the belt to the bathrobe so it hung open in front but kept the rest of me warm. Jimmy never answers the phone so I hustled over to grab it... The call was from my best neighborhood bud. I'll call him JB because he and my gay boyfriend have the same first name of Jimmy and that could be confusing..
When I started to write about the 'touchy/feely fuck' I thought about JB's phone call... it made me think some about my whole other life...the one outside our little apartment, away from college ... and I thought about how all the things that happen there affect my reaction to what happens here at college and
with Jimmy.....
During my whole life the one constant is JB; even now. He's had as much positive influence upon my life as anyone. While growing-up I was very sure I was the only gay boy in our small town and I continued to think that until I met Jimmy when I was 17 1/2 years old. When I met Jimmy everything became bright and alive and fun, but before I met him I had the 17 1/2 years to somehow get through. JB was a huge part of me getting through those years....
JB and me lived next door to each other from birth until we were almost 15 when his family moved about 12 blocks away. We had bikes, no problem. Funny thing is that JB, me and my boy friend Jimmy all had something in common.... all three of us are nearly out-of-control horny almost all the time........Jimmy and me are 100% gay and JB is aggressively 100% hetero. He was the first boy in our neighborhood to have a steady girlfriend, to kiss a girl, finger a girl, get blown, and fuck a girl. JB is 'THE MAN' among the neighborhood kids we grew up with .
Being the only gay boy in town I figured it's probably best to keep my 'gayness' to myself. I knew I was gay from around age 10.. No one else knew until I was 17 1/2 and that person was my current boyfriend and no one else since then either.. So all my friends here at school and at home are straight (as far as I know)... as far as JB goes the idea that I was gay has never entered his mind. Even though I have given him reasons to wonder about it over the years he chooses not to acknowledge them...
Almost from birth until age 6 JB and I were plopped down in the same bathtub every night for our bath... my grandmother, who was my care giver, and JB's mother took turns watching us. From age 6 on my half brother took over my care so it wasn't every night after that; but until about age 11 we shared a bath tub 3 or 4 times a week. Just when my sexual interest started acting up and small boners began appearing they stopped the joint baths. I was not pleased!
Although JB and me never messed around sexually we did water wrestle in the tub a lot and later on, beginning at around age 10 or 11 we did a tremendous amount of wrestling outside the bath tub. I loved to wrestle him in the summer without a T shirt on...just bare chested and sweaty. He was much stronger then me, but I wasn't the least bit interested in winning our matches. I primarily worked at being in position to hug JB around his neck so I could press the side of my face tight against the side of his face. Also I loved rubbing my boner on JB's crotch although his crotch sadly never contained a boner of it's own. JB has an excellent dick, I must have seen it 1500 times or so but nothing I ever did would make it get hard.
We stopped wrestling sometime between age 12 and 13 because JB said it was "kid stuff" ..but it was more likely that my boner rubbing had become too noticeable for JB to ignore any longer. Plus, lately I'd begun cumming in my pants and although there wasn't really enough cum to soak through my pants the bucking of my hips and my moaning may have given JB a clue that something was up. We still remained close as ever, just no more sexual relief for me. In all these years since then JB has never brought the topic up. In fact, in a couple of hilarious episodes ( from my view point anyway) he is absolutely positive he was responsible for getting me 'laid' with girls. That never could happen even with 10 Viagra pills ( actually I've neverhad a Viagra pill).
I couldn't screw a girl using JB's dick, as that old saying goes. I don't hate girls at all....I have friends who are girls, but I can't imagine having sex with any of them...JB thinks he got me laid once with his girl friends' sister and another time with a friend of one of another of his girl friends. The girls for some reason sort of backed this concept up or at least didn't deny it. I don't really know what it was all about... With JB though he believes what he wants to believe. Fine with me because screwing those two girls, even though it never happened, became part of my 'straight boy' image.
JB has always acted like my big brother although I'm in fact three weeks older than him. We were the same size till age 12 then he began to grow quickly. He was one of the taller kids in high school and he was the toughest. He really has a heart of gold and is very sweet, but he'd just as soon pop someone in the nose than argue with them. He had quite a reputation and nobody messed with him, certainly not twice. And nobody dared to mess with me either because everyone knew JB and me were best buds ....this eliminated the worry for me that many cute, smaller kids like me have about 'bullies'. No small thing really... I had enough to worry about (being gay and all) without worrying about the bullies in high school and there were plenty of them too ....
Without JB and my joint baths and without my wrestling with JB it left me totally on my own as far as sex goes and there wasn't anything I could do about it.... I did have my hand, but that was it. I wasn't sure how rare a thing a gay boy is and I worried that I would always have this aching, longing feeling that could only be relieved by another boy. It was almost a physical pain. By age 17 1/2 I'd given up hope and I settled for a vague plan about New York city after high school and that there would be gay guys my age in the "village", where ever that might be. My vague plans always had a 'maybe' attached somewhere..... My life was OK in some ways, pretty horrid in others (for another time) and kind of cool when I was with my friends; especially JB.
But then that great event in my life happened..... Jimmy asked me if I was gay like him and as soon as I said 'yes' everything changed. It was like I stepped into a parallel universe...everything in my world was still exactly the same except Jimmy was added ....and my world went from black and white to brilliant, bright colors!!!! Over night! It was really something getting use to it at first. That was over 2 1/2 years ago ......and I get that JB phone call last Saturday...:
He called to tell me his dad was hit by a car. His father is in his early 70's so he was pretty old when JB was born. He owns an auto repair garage which is where JB has worked ever since we graduated from high school more than a year ago. His father is very tall and skinny, but he does have a big watermelon sized, potbelly stomach. He's quite a character with a very dirty mouth which JB picked up on at an early age and has embellished through the years. JB swears more than any one I've ever run into. He can fit so many curse words into a sentence it'll make you laugh out loud and when you do JB will stop cursing and say "What?" He has no clue, it's a lot of fun...
JB's father always has a lit cigarette in his mouth AND a gin and tonic in his hand. He's a functional alcoholic basically. Even so we all liked him a lot because he always treating us neighborhood kids to stuff like ice cream, sports equipment and tickets to Phillies games etc..... He sponsored our little league team too. So I'm like "Oh no JB, is he hurt?" and JB says, as if it were just a routine matter .."Hell no Donny, Pop was crossing the street in front of our house to visit his pal over there when some kid came around the corner in his car and each one thought the other would stop, but they both just kept coming.
The car apparently wasn't moving very fast and Pop sort of walked into it and he rolled over the hood and landed on his ass on the other side of the car. He didn't lose his cigarette and he didn't spill a drop of his gin and tonic. The kid in the car said the old man kept his eyes glued on the gin and tonic the whole trip across the car's hood and sort of gyroscoped the plastic cup to prevent any from spilling. Pops just ended up with a sore ass."
I was speechless for a few seconds and then I burst out laughing. I couldn't stop, I was glad that JB 's father wasn't hurt, but the visual I had of the him rolling over a cars' hood, gray pony tail flying, hugh pot belly and all with the cigarette clenched in his teeth.. all the time eying his drink. JB hearing me laugh starts laughing himself. JB usually laughs when I laugh even if he doesn't always know why. He just wants to have fun. We had a nice talk. Anyway, I do have a life away from my boyfriend Jimmy and he has one away from me. I'm real happy to be with him right now though!!
Naturally Jimmy heard all the laughing I was doing on the phone and ask me what that was all about and when I told him he had a good laugh too because he knows JB and JB's father. Jimmy and I grew up in the same town, but Jimmy is a brainiac so was always in classes with the smartest kids. I wasn't in those classes. So my main friends and his main friends were from different groups. It's a small enough town though that everyone pretty much knew everyone; just to varying degrees. There are 6 or 7 kids that hung out with JB and me growing-up, but now some are in college and two went in the service. Mostly I've just stayed in touch with JB, but occasionally we do see some of the other guys too. I had a very strange childhood, but some of it was cool too. As I've said, my life changed when Jimmy asked me if I was gay; he'd just told me he was .. it was the defining moment in my life when I said 'yes'...
Up until a little while ago I always gave Jimmy all the credit for being brave enough to say that he was gay before finding out if I was gay ...., but lately I'm beginning to think I was brave too because what if it were a joke on me or something and when I said yes I was gay then Jimmy would say "we knew it all the time..I'm not gay we just wanted to get you to admit you are". After all I didn't know very much about Jimmy at the time....on the other hand, maybe I was so desperate for a gay buddy I would have taken ANY chance; especially for someone like Jimmy!!
Anyway about touchy/feely people which I started to write about.... .... Earlier today I was walking back from the drug store and I spotted two of what I call ' touchy/feely' people. I only saw the two, but there are a lot more around than that. Touchy/feely people are the ones who HAVE to hold hands while walking, or have their hand in each others back pockets or their arm around each other's shoulders or waist etc etc. ...they stop on the sidewalks and give each other kisses....and like that. They really annoyed me for some reason. I didn't know what their act was; are they showing off or maybe flaunting that they have someone special?? Are they being exhibitionist or are they just assholes?? Or was I just jealous of them...
My opinion about touchy/feely people changed the day I met my boyfriend Jimmy. I didn't hesitate, I immediately joined the touchy/feely club. I realized almost from the first time we jerked each other off that I would always want to be touching him. And I wouldn't care what someone else thought about it either.
Of course in Jimmy and my situation it's a very different thing from most of the touchy/feely people you see on the street. I'm a boy too and that makes us (gasp!) gay boys. We could still do the stuff that the straight people I described were doing except that Jimmy and me are deep in the closet. The quick reason for that is that all my college expenses would be cut off if I came out of that closet. Jimmy is sort of, kind of, out to his family without actually saying it if you know how that goes. It's understood, but not talked about. The folks are very nice to me (future in laws, I guess ha ha).
Because of the "closet" thing we don't touch much in public ,but we do touch a lot when we're alone. I mean touching other than for just sex, after all we can't screw all the time; so we do a lot of touchy/feely stuff... The thing is that doing touchy/feely stuff often turns into the screwing I just said we couldn't do all the time. A viscous circle. For example, last Saturday , after JB's phone call we're watching TV and Jimmy's on the couch and I'm sitting on a pillow on the floor leaning against the sofa between his legs. He likes to play with my hair and rub my head and the back of my neck.. He does it in a lazy, unconscious way and it puts me in a kind of dreamy state of mind. That's all well and good but rubbing the back of my head and neck
has always resulted in me springing the biggest boner I can manage. That would be about 5" but I'll bet you it feels as good as any 8 incher... Jimmy and I are fairly short boys and pretty thin too and unfortunately our dicks match the rest of us.
What happened was... after telling Jimmy about JB's phone call he said "come over and watch some college football with me". So I came over and just plopped down like that between his legs because, well that's where I wanted to be. Jimmy was dressed in jeans and T shirt; we weren't planning to go out that particular Saturday night. I still just had my boxers and his bathrobe on. He's rubbing my hair and when I spring the boner it pushed my boxers up quite nicely and I said to Jimmy "look what the hell you've
done now" and I stood up to show him my boxer tent. Jimmy frowned comically and said, "Oh my god, what's that?" We're always pathetically horny..
I dropped my boxers and stepped out of them ... my hard dick bounced against my stomach. "It's what's know as a boner" I told him and I climbed up on the sofa and knelt facing him with one of my knees on either side of his lap. I was hopeful he might want a closer look. The football game was quickly fading into the back-ground ....Usually Jimmy does the fucking and I do the blowing, but not always.
Jimmy, still in a playful mood said, " Hmmmm, a boner huh?. well don't be afraid Donny, but I'm going to try putting it in my mouth for a while". I said "OK" . Jimmy scooted down to lay on the sofa and he puts the head of my dick in his mouth.....then he tongued it some. I had to steady myself by reaching behind me and grabbing hold of Jimmy's sides. He continued to twirl his tongue around the head of my cock until I started squirming and began little pushing motions with my hips because I wanted the whole thing in his mouth.
Feeling the slippery saliva feeling and looking down to see Jimmy's cute mouth sucking my boner, oooh boooy!!! it was giving me the full body tingly feeling too.. millions of feelings actually ..including an almost helpless feeling because for me I want to cum RIGHT NOW! I'm aware that most guys want to drag out that feeling; maybe I'm wired a little differently, but sometimes I feel like " hurry up cause I want to cum" ! And the fact is I usually can cum fast.. Jimmy knows ALL about the early ejaculations and he has made it his business to make me last longer. He wants to enjoy the blow job for a little while and so he won't quite let me get to the eruption stage until he's ready for it.
I move my hands from behind me and hold onto his head...I like to play with Jimmy's hair too, but that isn't my reason for grabbing his head. The reason is I am trying to get his head to move so that his mouth will move and my whole cock will end up inside it... When I do this I see Jimmy smile around my boner for a second, his cute dimples making him look even younger then usual. Even with the smile he's still maintaining good suction on the head of my boner because he knows very well what I'm up to. He moves his eyes up to look straight into my eyes and he gives me that little smile with the dimples again followed by a tiny shake 'no' with his head. I moan and give him a pleading look. The little smile and shake of the head again.
I'm grunting and moaning until I've got this infuriating, overwhelming urge to cum. I say "Pleeease Jimmy NOW! OR MAYBE you'll get a surprise the next time your dick is in my mouth". I think he says "OK", it's like at the dentist when the dentist asks questions while your mouth is full of dental instruments; ..best effort is muffled. But I'm hopeful it was a 'yes'.....
Then without any warning Jimmy takes all of me all the way into his warm mouth and the head of my cock enters his throat!! Jimmy's nose is pressed into my
pube patch. I felt his exhale through his nose as my boner was sliding in his throat..... it ruffled my pubes... wow...nice... Having the head of my boner in Jimmy's throat is a feeling soooo intense my body seems to be humming, kind of vibrating; my fingers twitch......it's just that.."gasp"! I can't remain still when he does this, I squirm and make sounds, not words but sounds; ohh ohh ohh ahh ahh oh i...... Moving his head backwards, away from me, he bobs his head almost all the way off my boner while sucking it with his lips ......when just my cock head is between his lips he gives it a tongue twirl and then all the way back in his throat ...OMG!!!
Everything feels wet and juicy..... I'm pulling the short hair on his head and trying not to move my hips too much because he might lose his rhythm and it feels too awesome just the way he's doing it. By now I've changed my mind...I don't want to cum because it's all feeling too good. Jimmy can manipulate his throat like crazy by swallowing..... it's like he's trying to swallow my little cock!! All of a sudden I'm two seconds from cumming..... he abruptly stops. He waits a couple of beats and then runs along my boner with his teeth all the way to the head of my cock and gives it a nip with his teeth. Damnit!!
Any cum moving up from my nuts retreats back into my balls to await it's next marching orders ... Jimmy goes through this ecstasy/torture routine a number of times till I'm blinking back tears and my heart is trying to pound it's way out of my chest....Forget how I felt five minutes ago ... I'm moaning and rubbing his head and I can't help myself because I'm back in that state of my fickled mind where I just have to cum. I can feel Jimmy's steel boner poking up in the crotch of his jeans as we continue to do our delicious dance together,
I start the begging.."PLEEEESSE Jimmy I have to cum!" Forget the shower I had a little while ago..... I'm sweating like I just wrestled for my life. Jimmy knows how long to wait and then down the throat again and his throat keeps making that swallowing motion and I'm moving on my knees now, up and down alternating knees, hopping on one knee then the other, wooooooaaahh !!
Finally, either taking mercy on me or because his throats is worn-out, Jimmy lets me stay in his throat that extra 10 seconds or so which he knows from experience is all I need to gush my load down his throat..bucking my hips as little as possible although it feels to me like my whole body is jumping up and down ...the exhilarating feelings running through me as I cum makes my toes curl so tightly I'm afraid I'll get a cramp in my foot ; it's happened before and hurts like hell .....
That first long cum stream that I shot down his throat felt like I was peeing because it lasted so long and then the squeezing out of the follow up spurts always feels soooo good .....and then that feeling all around my stomach and then the after-glow leaves me trembling... I'm hugging Jimmy's head and kissing the top of it and licking his forehead and it's all a huge blast and Jimmy is breathing hard too and not saying a word as I worship his head with more hugs and kisses...he really has the best tasting and smelling skin ever ....it's yummy to me.
I know I wasn't the only one enjoying myself as Jimmy's rock hard boner in his pants testifies to. A generous lad, Jimmy saved a little of my cum for us to share with a long french kiss which turned into some heavy petting, me still straddling his body.,,,,almost laying on him by now.
"My boner is killing me Donny, get the lube and I'll show you a trick" Jimmy says. I say "No, I think I'll go take another shower now." He laughs and pinches my nipple hard. Hmmmm, that may be a clue that my little joke maybe isn't as funny as I think it is.....
I get the lube and in the 20 seconds it takes me to get it Jimmy stripped down to his socks and is sitting up on the sofa. His boner's so hard it's shiny. I put lots of slippery lube on his boner and climb on his lap facing him, straddling his hips, one of my knees on either side of him. I stick my own finger, loaded down with lube, up my ass. Jimmy's boner is sticking up between us with my half-soft dick touching it...nice!!! "Ready yet Donny?" "What's the rush?" I say to tease him and this gets me another pinched nipple. ouch! Goddamnit Jimmy!!
For a change-of-pace this is a fun way to fuck because I have more control than usual. Almost always I prefer to have Jimmy completely in control, but variety is good too. I go up on my knees and position Jimmy's cock at my hole and sit on it a little and 'POP'... in goes the head.....wait maybe a minute, my face getting red and Jimmy's eyes real wide and shiny,
like his dick. He's panting little breaths in and out real quick like.. We've both discovered after many attempts at doing this that the best way, with the least overall pain for me, is just to push all the way in and wait for the pain to fade. And that's what Jimmy always does when he is in control.
This however is a little different because I have to do it to myself. It's like standing in the hot sun next to the swimming pool...you know the water is much colder than the warm air. There is going to be a very unpleasant initial shock when you hit that water and then after the shock it will be refreshing and wonderful. Some timid guys go down the steps and take a number of smaller shocks with each step before getting all the way in. Others jump in cannonball style, and experience just one shock although it's a BIG ONE.
That's what I did after a minute to work up my nerve... I slide down on Jimmy's slippery cock all the way until I'm sitting on his soft bush... sure it hurts and I did it to myself, but what are you going to do? I lean over and wrap my arms around Jimmy's neck and rest my chin on his shoulder, the sides of our faces touching and while I wait for my ass to fully accept his cock he gives me kisses on the side of my head just in front of my ear while he's rubbing my hair up the back of my head..... the way he knows I like it.
It doesn't take anywhere near as long as it use to before my hole begins to feel fine. Then, in a little bit, it feels great. Even though my ass adapts much quicker now Jimmy still says it feels just as tight when he fucks me now as it did the first time. So we got that going for us!!. Keeping my arms around Jimmy's neck I start to ride his cock and my boner comes right back up. Jimmy is holding my sides and trying to speed me up but I want to give him a little payback so I keep the rhythm slow, after all I just came a ton 15 minutes ago and I need a little recovery time. Poor Jimmy on the other hand, feels like he's been ready to cum since half way through the blow job he just gave me.
We've switched priorities and I can sense the urgency in Jimmy, he really does needs to cum so, being a sweet guy, I quicken my pace for him. Apparently it was not quickened enough though because all of a sudden from his sitting position on the sofa Jimmy wraps both his arms around my back and almost pulls me off his cock by hugging me up against his chest. Now he is in control and he has me up off his lap and this gives him the room he needs to pump his hips pushing his cock in and out of me at any speed he wants; and so he takes over the fuck. And God almighty, don't I immediately start to feel some cum working it's way up my boner again,,,it's the 'take control thing' it's a big turn-on for me when Jimmy does it.
He's stronger than me and theoretically he can do what he wants with me...this is always a huge turn on. This position we're in generates lots of friction on Jimmy's cock and on my prostate and gets us astonishingly hot......
....so we're both grinding and squirming against each other. We are holding each other so tightly it's hard to get much air in my lungs and I began to feel faint from all the sensations... much quicker than usual Jimmy starts to yell "God damnit, oh my god...YES YES !! Fuck yea! and I feel the cum squirting back out around his cock and out of my ass.......
Jimmy loosens his hold on me.....everything is slippery including my hand that has the lube on it so I slip my hand in between our bellies and stroke my boner real fast and I cum in less than 10 strokes... Yessssssss!! oh shit!! ...we're both drenched in sweat and I added my squirt of cum to the mix so that our chests and stomachs slip and slide against each other...we're both inhaling and exhaling short bursts of air ..I swear to god I saw stars when I came.. I feel very dizzy and weak....We're lightly hugging each other, not talking but just coming down from the high until finally.....
.......................................calming down some Jimmy says in a raspy voice.."It's just not fair, you came twice and I only got to cum once" and I said
"Yeah, so far. Hell, it's not even four o'clock yet." See where touchy/feely takes you?!!
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