His back hurt like hell. It didn't matter. Donnie's left hand hurt. That didn't matter either. He couldn't stop. Marshall's thick large rock hard cock couldn't be erased from his brain. He grunted.
"Hey you ok?" Little brother Clark stuck his head in.
"Go away!" Donnie yelled fearing the boy's intrusion would stop the furious endeavor.
His balls were tight against his body. His breathing was frantic. Donnie moved his legs wide then close together again. His right hand moved behind him jutting a finger deep inside him finger fucking him then moving over the newly discovered smooth skin under his balls.
"Shit"
Donnie heard Clark. He was still there. There was no time. His brain saw Marshalls amazing hard cock aimed at him. There was a droplet of precum on the piss slit and the large classmate wiped it on his bare shoulder.
"GAWD" Donnie yelled. Others would hear him in the house. He had no control. The goal was near. The knot in his gut burned like a hot poker jammed deep inside him. Two fingers were there now stretching, rubbing and pushing deeper.
The explosion felt like hot lava forcing his slit open and spilling out and upward. Donnie felt the drops landing on his shoulder, chin and chest..again and again.
He didn't want it to stop. He needed the organic valves inside him to push out more of his manly fluids.
And then he collapsed back on the bed. His aching back supported by the mattress recovered. His legs loosened their thick muscles.
His lungs heaved. A feeling of sick in his stomach came over him then disappeared.
Donnie's wide open mouth gasped and his vision of the cock changed to the familiar blue ceiling with painted planets on it.
"You ok?" Clark asked again.
Donnie turned his head. Clark was wearing his white jockeys as usual. His cock was hard inside them. Turning his brother on was weird but he knew the kid would soon be stroking his own cock but without the memory of Marshall's cock, the kid wouldn't know the ecstasy he had just felt.
"Yea, watching me again?" Donnie asked "perv!" He wasn't mad.
"Here" Clark threw a wet cloth on his cum stained older brother. "Mom wants us for dinner" he said as he grabbed his obvious tenting cock and lay on his own bed.
"Go ahead" Donnie said
He watched his little brother pull his jockeys off and begin to jack. But he was bored. Maybe it was because Clark was his brother. Maybe it was because he had seen the kid jack off before. Or maybe it was because his own orgasm had left him uninterested. Donnie left the room and Clark's self amusement.
"Hey dumbo" Marshall smiled.
Donnie sitting on the bench was reaching for his clothes. Gym class was over; the hot showers were turned off. Classmates were dressing, slamming lockers and leaving for their next class.
"Hey" he looked up. Marshall was the same age but looked much older then the others. His chest had developed long before others. His body hair had sprouted when they all were in junior high. And his cock seemed huge even when soft.
Donnie remembered that first gym class long ago when everyone marveled at Marshall's dangling cock. They measured it and their own. Some called him MEAT while others called him MAGNO. Donnie called him Marshall.
"Like what you see?" Marshall was smiling. He held his cock which hard looked like a log.
"Everyone likes your dick" Donnie said laughing. It wasn't the first time Marshall showed off his erection to classmates in the locker room.
"Well I've decided it's for you. Everyone else can fuck off, but I want you to have it." Marshall said moving so close his body heat could be felt.
"OK, I guess" Donnie said not sure if the guy was kidding or threatening him.
"So here's a bit for now" Marshall squeezed his penis which emitted some pearl drops at the end of it. He pressed it against Donnie's shoulder and wiped it dry.
"When you want more, let me know" he laughed and smacked his cock. "Elvis has left the locker room" and he walked away.
It was the usual type of horsing around the guys did post class in the locker room. Towel flipping, goosing, hardons shown off, shower pissing and naked wrestle matches occurred all the time.
But Donnie couldn't get the sight of Marshall's hard cock out of his mind. Three classes came and went but the image stayed in his mind. The feeling of the hard meat on his shoulder was still there. After the final bell rang, Donnie waited outside to watch the tall boy walk from the school doorway. His endowment was evident in his jeans as he walked.
Donnie's cock remained hard on the bus ride home. He dashed to his bedroom and stripped in seconds to relive his memories.
Sitting on the toilet now, his cock was hard again and his hand flew to it to satisfy its demands. He could hear his mother calling everyone to dinner. He heard his brother hitting the wall, either to get his attention or in the boys own throws of orgasm.
It responded to the urgency of his passion and parental demands. He gasped again as the toilet paper in his hand mopped up the drops on his bare thighs.
"You ok?" Clark asked s they went down stairs. "Yea you?" the two boys laughed at their secret.
"What were you boys doing, you both look flush?" Their mother asked.
"Honey leave them alone" Their father said knowing what boys do at their age. "Let's eat"
Donnie welcomed the distraction of their daily ritual of discussing everything from politics to their father's view of the world. He had homework to do and hoped that geometry would keep his mind off Marshall's cock. Yet the formula for measuring heights and lengths was interesting.
"So maybe Friday?" Marshall was standing behind Donnie at his locker.
"What?" Donnie looked up to see the open shirt and hairy chest of his classmate.
"Friday" Marshall said "Come to my place after classes, nobody's home this weekend. We'll have the place to ourselves and I know you want it." He smiled and patted Donnie's jean clad butt.
Donnie looked around to see if anyone watched them. The between class crowded hallways didn't reveal anyone seeing them.
"Uh maybe" Donnie said his mind flashing on the sight of Marshall's cock.
"Man I do. I've been thinking about it all week" Marshall's eyes looked different. His expression almost looked like he was pleading. "We gotta do it. Hell we're teenagers, horny guys and friend's right?"
Donnie didn't look up "Right" he said
"See you in gym" Marshall said "Don't jack off till then" and then he was gone.
The sight of him walking away aroused Donnie. The guy had a broad back, round shoulders, long legs and a butt that moved inside his jeans.
"Hey we're gonna be late" Bradley was there. Donnie forgot him. "He's huge"
"Yea, you don't know half of it" Donnie said
"You'd be surprised" Bradley said
Donnie looked at the freckle faced friend. He smiled as he nodded.
Friday morning he left his mother a note. He had decided.
Marshallstood holding his books over his lap. He talked to a group of boys and girls around him. Some smoked, Marshall didn't. Everyone laughed.
Donnie walked slowly from the door not sure if he should reveal their plans to those gathered around the guy.
"Hey Don, over here" Marshall had seen him. Donnie walked toward the guy. "You ready? Come on"
Donnie straddled the back of Marshall's motorcycle. He didn't know what to do next.
"Put your arms around me and hold on" Marshall yelled.
Donnie felt the warmth and strength of the body as his arms encircled the guy as he was told. He felt Marshall's back move towards him.
"It's ok kid" Marshall said feeling the boys head on his back. They sped away down the highway.
Donnie dared not look to see if classmates saw him clutched to the broad back for fear he'd be thrown off and slowly to enjoy the feeling.
"Hey" Marshall yelled as they stopped at an intersection. "Move em lower, I can't breathe" his hands grasped Donnie's hands from around his stomach and moved them around his hips. Donnie could feel the boy's crotch. His fingers felt the length down one side of his jeans. His own cock popped hard immediately.
He loosened his grasp.
"That's ok kid" Marshall said pulling the hands back to his crotch "feels good, I can't wait either"
Donnie blushed. The guy knew what he was thinking. Of course they both knew it he thought.
He looked to the side and saw the smiling face from a backseat window of the car next to them.
Bradley held his thumb up. He knew.
Before Donnie could digest that fact the cycle sped away.
"So here's the place" Marshall had led him inside the house and downstairs to his basement bedroom.
"Nobody's around so relax" he was stripping.
Donnie looked around the room though he wanted to watch the stripping. By the time he looked back, Marshal was naked..totally naked.
"Come on man, join me" Marshall stepped close and pulled Donnie's t-shirt from his waist and over his head.
"Don't worry, we'll take our time, I've been saving up all week but we need to take our time."
He unbuckled Donnie's jeans. Donnie let him.
Standing naked and hard, Donnie didn't know what to do or say.
"Looks like you've been saving up too" Marshal knelt and licked the tip of Donnie's cock. The tongue sent shivers through his body and he almost exploded.
"Shit man, you're gonna make me cum" Donnie said but not quick enough, his body exploded.
To his surprise Marshall didn't pull away. Instead he gulped whatever Donnie's cock spit out.
"Shit man you were loaded. You ok now?"
"Yea I guess, sorry" Donnie said.
"No problem, we both need it I guess. But we have all weekend"
His hands pressed Donnie's bare shoulders. Donnie was on his knees and staring at the massive hardness pointed at him.
"Go ahead, get me off and don't worry I have more, lots more" Marshall bent over and reached to pat Donnie's bare buttocks "You'll see"
The cock made him stretch his mouth until it hurt. It moved on his tongue and bounced against the back of his mouth.
"Shit you never done this before, we'll have to practice" Marshal said pulling his cock back from the gagging surface.
"Lick it while it's in your mouth" the instruction began.
Donnie felt his own cock hard again. He wasn't gay his mind said. But Marshall's cock was all he could think about all week long.
"Here it comes" Marshall warned holding his head against him. "Just swallow"
The taste was unique, salty, much like his own sperm. Donnie gulped and gulped until Marshall pushed his head from his cock.
"More" he said shooting on Donnie's face and bare shoulders.
"I cum too much" Marshall said wiping the cum from Donnie's face and shoving his cum dripping fingers in the boy's throat.
Donnie licked the large fingers, savoring the experience, the taste and the idea of being naked, kneeling in front of Marshall telling him what to do.
"Nice start. Let's get something to eat"
They remained nude as both ate the microwave pizzas and drank cokes.
"You like baseball?" Marshall asked
They sat together watching the game. As they watched, Donnie looked over at the naked sprawled out guy next to him. His cock rose and fell with each thought. He had much to learn about himself and Marshall.
As he stifled his reaction to the pain, Donnie learned about the sensations a man like Marshall can offer him.
"Shit kid you're tight" Marshall said struggling to stretch open the warm place his cock had moved inside. "But you sure are horny"
Donnie had remained in place, breathing deeply, trying to relax as Marshall instructed. The cock burned his butthole then his sphincter then slowly the pain subsided and each movement inside him sent new messages of sensations to his brain. His body pushed it away and then Marshall pushed it back inside.
"Nice you know what to do, you sure this is your first time?" Marshall said in his ear.
All Donnie could do was let his body react. And he realized he was pushing his hips back on the cock needing it to go inside him deeper and faster as the first of what would be several weekend sessions educated him in many ways.
"God you're a hot fuck" Marshall said "When you're ready you can fuck me"
Donnie wants to grab his cock and jack off. He had never thought of what was about to happen until that minute as he rose from the bed and straddled the guy.
"You sure?" Marshall said feeling his cock grabbed and shoved up into Donnie's anus again.
"Not sure I can so soon" he added.
But Donnie knew better as it easily moved back inside his stretched opening.
He rocked back and forth jacking his cock. Marshall pushed his hands away replacing them with his own. Donnie began to fuck the large firmly grasping hands as his own butt fucked itself on Marshall's cock.
"Shit, you said you never did stuff like the before?" Marshall held the boy's smooth body now collapsed on top of his. His cock remained inside Donnie's butt.
Donnie was catching his breath, wondering what had happened to him. Only hours before he was scared, virgin and not sure of what the two of them would be doing.
Now he was a slut, a gay slut and wanting more.
"So how did it go?" Clark asked.
"What? We just hung out that's all" he replied defensively to his brother "Miss me?" he tried to smile hiding his thoughts of the weekend with Marshall.
"Naw I jacked off without you a few times, watched the game with Bradley and went swimming."
"Bradley?" Donnie asked "he was here?"
"Yea he came over looking for you. I told him you were gone and he hung out."
Thinking Bradley had seduced his brother like Marshall had done to him, Donnie got angry. "Why, what did he want, what did the two of you do?"
"Hey hey relax, he just hung out, we went to his place and swam afterwards, that's all" Clark said "of course we went swam naked but that's all I'm telling you" Clark laughed and left their bedroom.
"Shit" Donnie said suspecting the worse or was it the better for his little brother.
"How was your weekend?" Bradley leaned against the locker.
"What? Oh uh ok I guess. Clark said you came by" Donnie didn't want to look at the boy at first.
"Yea, Good guy your brother, good swimmer too, nice body" Bradley said
"Hey man don't mess with him" Donnie replied like a protecting big brother.
"Just kidding man, relax" Bradley said "but he does, like you" he laughed.
"Fuck off" Donnie replied
"Speaking of that..." Bradley started to say something but Marshall appeared and interrupted,
"Hey studs what's hangin?" It was the usual type of comment all guys made.
Donnie worried that Marshall would say something about their weekend. He wanted to keep his sinful behavior a secret, let it be known he was probably gay.
"Hey" Bradley replied "My folks are gone next weekend. We can hang out, swim, fuck around, watch stuff, how about both of you come over?"
"Sounds good, both of us huh, you are getting adventurous" Marshall said "Guess I need to save up again, damn, the weekend made me hornier then usual. How about you?" he said.
Donnie had suspected Bradley had done things with Marshall, like he had this weekend. This confirmed it.
And spending another weekend naked, exploring his sexual tendencies still scared him. And having Bradley involved too added to his fears.
"Sounds like fun, see you in the locker room" Marshall said walking away.
"So was it great or what?" Bradley asked.
Donnie knew that Bradley knew.
"It was amazing" he said smiling.
There was much to learn he knew. And he had two friends who would help him allot.
Donnie knew he was a lucky boy.