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Loving Bryant C-3
I swallowed. Bryant wanted to kiss me. He asked my permission.
"Please do," I whimpered.
Bryant placed his hands on my cheeks and looked in my eyes.
"You sure?"
I nodded. Bryant's lips were soft yet hard. They were a young man's lips yet with the softness of a boy's lips. My lips parted inviting Bryant inside my mouth. Our kiss started easy but soon we were trying to devour each other. We were rolling and our legs wrapped together. Our arms clasped each other. It felt as if we were one. We moaned and rubbed faster.
Bryant stiffened and cried, "Hold me tight." I felt his sperms flood on me and that was all it took. With a cry, I let flow the strongest cum of my young life.
We continued kissing and holding each other until Bryant and me lay side by side breathing heavily and looking with lust and longing at each other.
"Want to shower,? he asked?
I nodded and followed him to his bathroom. He told me to enter the shower first. He followed me holding my waist. With both of us inside and the door closed, the stall was cramped. We washed each other. Doing our armpits and chest was easy. Much lower was not easy. We managed everything but our feet. Those we did after the water was off.
I knelt outside the shower and worked his feet carefully, paying attention to the web between his toes. After I washed his feet, he turned on the water and rinsed them. Then we switched. We dried each other then scooted naked to his bed. He lay comfortably on his back his arms behind his head. I sat by his feet looking at his beautiful toes. Leaning over, I smelled their fresh soapy scent. Without asking, I kneaded his arch lowering my head so my mouth was positioned just over his big toe. I gave it a tentative kiss. Next I put the entire toe in my mouth and sucked. Bryant must have liked this because he moaned my name which caused me to redouble my efforts. I moved from one toe to the other.
Bryant began chanting, "Jordie, Oh Jordie "He kept calling my name and twisting. I knew he was turned on again. I lifted my mouth to look at his cock, hard and throbbing, so beautiful. I abandoned his feet, licking up his legs to his cock and took it in my mouth with my tongue swirling under his tip. He was swollen and his hips thrust. His hands pushed my head on his cock, deeper and deeper.
"Jordie," he whimpered. "Suck harder, please Jordie. God Jordie, don't stop."
Even though we had just spermed, I could tell Bryant was beyond stopping and so was I. I was giving Bryant pleasure. I was the one who was causing him to lose control. He stiffened and I felt his sperms flood my throat. I swallowed and licked. They tasted so sweet. I sucked harder. I wanted all of him I could get.
He pushed my mouth off his cock and turned me on my back. Still shaking and breathing hard after his release, he swallowed me and sucked with all his might. I lasted only a moment before unloading in Bryant's mouth.
We returned to normal, somewhat. Bryant slid up my torso bringing the blanket with him, covering us. I was surprised with the intensity of the kisses he gave me after we had just orgasmed. His kisses were deep and his tongue sought the roof of my mouth. He was in a moaning frenzy as he kissed me. He finally calmed and lay with his face inches from mine. I felt his breath. His hand stroked my hair, softly. His eyes glistened.
"Jordie. I think I love you. Like, really love you."
I started to open my mouth. He kissed it.
"Shh. Don't say anything. Think about what I just told you. Shh. Let's sleep together like this. Shh."
Bryant snuggled me and breathed softly on my neck. We fell asleep.
In the morning I awoke to Bryant giving me a blow job. I returned the favor. We dressed and I said I had to go. Just before I left, Bryant said, "Think about what I said last night, Jordie. I love you."
"I'll see you later Bryant."
I rode to Jerry's corner. He was folding papers. I hopped off my bike and knelt next to him. I began helping him. As we folded, I looked at Jerry. I needed to let him go. I had to tell him we were done. Jerry was so handsome. Bryant was handsome but not like Jerry. If only Jerry wanted more than just quickly fooling around.
I delivered papers with Jerry as I waited for the time to tell him, "No more." We were done and I was going to call a halt to our ride when we came upon a house that was obviously unoccupied.
"Let's go behind this house, Jerry said.
In the yard he looked around. The bushes screened the yard but there was an opening that led to a spot hidden from view. Jerry led me there.
"Wanna do it," he asked?
I needed to say something. Before I could form the words, Jerry undid his jeans and slid them to his ankles exposing his boner.
"Get on your knees and suck me." Then he added, "Hurry up. I haven't got all morning. Quit stalling. I got to meet Dave."
I felt my heart hammer and knew my eyes were wet. I backed away not looking at his boner. I felt sick. To think I thought I loved him. He was a user
"No you don't. Suck it. Suck my cock, Eat my sperms."
Jerry grabbed me trying to pull me towards his rapidly swelling cock. I tried to pull back. I was not able. He held my head while he forced himself in my mouth. I felt Jerry's cock gagging me. I did the only thing I could think to do. I bit it, hard.
Jerry pulled back against my teeth trying to extract himself from my mouth. I tasted blood. My teeth were cutting into him. I opened my mouth releasing his cock. As he pulled off, blood flowed from his penis.
"Oh shit." He moaned and grabbed himself.
Blood flowed like I had cut an artery. I grabbed my handkerchief and applied pressure. I held the pressure until Jerry told me to take it off. We both looked at the red scrapes on the top of his now soft cock, skin hanging loose. The blood flow became a slow ooze. I gave Jerry the handkerchief and told him to place it over the wound and squeeze.
"Why, Jordie. Why did you do that?" Jerry's voice came out strained.
"You did not want to make love. You wanted to use me. That's all what this is about. I loved you Jerry. I have loved you for a long time. But you just want to have sex with me and leave and go play with other boys. I am tired of this, you using me for your pleasure."
"I have three other boys who enjoy me and I enjoy them. One of them, Bryant, told me he loves me. We made love and then cuddled. He gives awesome kisses. He puts his tongue in my mouth. I tasted his sperms and he tasted mine. He did not jump up and run away like you." I looked at his penis. The flow had stopped. "You need to put some ointment on that and wrap it. I'm going. Good bye, Jerry. Enjoy Dave."
I worked my way out of the bush and climbed on my bike. I rode to Bryant's.
As I rode, I thought about Jerry trying to force me. I tried to understand what I ever saw in him. He was handsome. I liked his easy smile and happy attitude. I now knew that internally, he only wanted what was best for Jerry.
I thought about Mike and John. They were fun and liked to have a good time. Mike was an instigator regarding sex. He introduced me to masturbation and sucking, John also. They were okay for relieving desires. They were not good boyfriend material. I knew Mike did other boys, some even younger than us. Mike did not care. He just wanted sex.
Bryant seemed to care for me after our garage episode. He kissed me and did not run away. We had a good time last night. He made sure my needs were met. Looking at his nude body sent desire through me, more than had gone through me looking at Jerry's body.
I pulled up in front of his house. He sat on the porch throwing a baseball into his mitt. I walked over and sat next to him.
"I missed you," he said in a low voice.
"I missed you, too. You good?"
"Yeah. Want to play catch?"
"Sure."
When I agreed, his face lit up. "I'll get you a mitt." He ran to the garage, returning with a fielder's mitt. I put it on and we walked to the street.
As we tossed the ball in soft arcs, he spoke. "How was the route?"
"It was okay. Let's sit on the porch. We need to talk."
On the porch, I looked at Bryant. I told him what Jerry tried to make me do.
"I told him about you, Bryant. I told him that you treated me with respect and that you loved me."
I looked into Bryant's dark eyes. I studied the lips that last night I had sucked. I put my hand on his thigh.
"I love you. I want to be your boyfriend, Bryant." I squeezed his thigh.
"My mom won't be home tonight. She had to go help her sister. Wanna stay?"
"Let's go check with my mom." Bryant and I rode to my house. Mom said that I could. I gave her a kiss and we pedaled back to Bryant's.
Up in his room, I put my hands on Bryant's shoulders. "Let's not rush tonight. I want us to enjoy each other, like this is our first time."
"Then, let's eat before we do anything."
I followed Bryant to the kitchen. I thought of all that had gone down in the past three days and how now I had someone who cared for me as much as I cared for him.
We made sandwiches talking about the things we liked and did not like. I learned he liked to study literature at school. I learned he did not like math. I learned he loved to swim and go to a beach his neighbor took him to on the weekends.
I told Bryant I liked studying literature too and that math was my second best class after literature. I told him I was not looking forward to PE since this year we had to shower and the school's showers were completely open and everyone could see you naked.
"I like to be naked. People can look at me, I do not care. Though now, I cannot do as much looking since I have a smoking hot boyfriend,"
I pushed his shoulder. We washed the dishes and headed to his room.
"Before we undress, I need to call Cam. He is my neighbor, the one I told you takes me swimming. Want to go tomorrow?"
"Sure. I like to swim. I need to go home and get my suit before we go.
"You do not need your suit. Cam is a Naturist."
"What's that?"
"Cam has a membership to a Naturist club. Once on the property, you can be nude. Naturists believe that clothes are restrictive. Cam's club is family friendly. They all swim nude. They play sports nude. They generally do not wear clothes in the community. All ages belong and enjoy the facilities."
"Cam takes me but goes off with his friends. I play with kids our age. Mostly we play volley ball or baseball. We swim a lot. They have a big raft that we swim out to and lay down on and sunbathe. Wanna go?"
"Is that how you got that all-over tan?"
"Yep, but don't worry, I will rub lots of lotion all over you, especially on your body parts that usually do not see the sun."
"Are girls there? Will they see us nude?"
"That's a double yes to your two questions. Don't worry. No one pays any attention. We just have fun."
"What if I get a boner?"
` "Happens all the time to the guys our age. Again no one cares. Some guys stare at a boner. I figure they are just jealous or they want to compare. It can be funny watching all the floppy parts on the guys when we play volleyball. Sometimes the girls giggle looking at our boners. No one cares. Besides the guys get to see the girl's tits flop. I go to have the fun of freedom from clothes and have fun with others. So, you up for tomorrow?"
"If you are going, I'll go. It sounds like fun."
"It will be. Do not get naked until I come back. I want to take your clothes off you after I call Cam."
I looked after Bryant's retreating body and thought, "I just agreed to go to a nudist camp."
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