*** MY BUD JUSTIN ************
There's a guy at school named Justin Hall. A lot of people don't seem to like him and they say he's ugly, but he's really hot. Short blond hair, six foot something, great muscles, and he's in the army reserves. I love seeing him in the black muscle Tee he wears to dances sometimes because it shows off his great arms and pecs.
Both Justin and I are 16 and in High School. We've been friends for about a year, but nothing much has happened. But I do get a gay vibe from him. I feel like he's flirting with me a lot, and I fantasize about him. When we talk on ICQ, it's all I can do to stop myself from asking him to come over and fuck me right then. When my parents go away this summer, it would be my dream to get him over to my house.
I'd say to him over ICQ "Hey Justin, my parents are away for a few weeks so I'm free to do whatever I want. I'm just sitting here in my underwear right now and I can have people over if I want." (Hint hint).
I want to find out what kind of underwear he wears, too. I heard once at school that's he's a brief man, but I've never been able to confirm it. Hopefully he is, and I'd tell him that I'm sitting at the computer wearing only red boys' briefs that are a little too small for me. I actually do own some :)
I'd invite him over and say he could spend the night if he wanted. When he shows up at my place, he'd be in that black muscle tee shirt and loose fitting jeans. I'd have put on black nike shorts and a white wife beater, though. He might mention that I wasn't wearing the too-small red briefs like he was expecting, and if he did I'd say we could both just get down to our briefs right away. Unfortunately, he most likely won't and we'll just go watch some TV or a movie. I'd try and get something with sex so I could catch him with a boner.
Once we're settled, if he doesn't say it first than I will: "Do you mind if I take my shirt off?"
Then, I'd say "Why don't we just hang out in our briefs?"
If he needs coaxing, I'd just say that we'd probably just be sleeping in our underwear anyway.
He'd stand up off the couch and, facing forward -- not at me but not away from me -- slip off that tight black shirt. I've never seen him with his shirt off in person but I can imagine his soft muscled body moving to get the shirt over his head. He'd throw it lightly to the ground and looks over at me.
"Well are you going to strip too or just watch me?" he'd say to me and I'd have to come back to reality for a second while I stood and shed my own clothes. But of course I'd never take my eyes off his body. I can imagine him undoing his belt and sliding his jeans off. His legs would be just as beautiful as the rest of his body, his tight black briefs would accent his awesome butt and I wouldn't be able keep my mind of fucking him right there while he bent to take off the socks. When he turned to look at me, already in my tight red briefs, I'd get a look at his huge round bulge and resist the urge to just grab it right there.
"Come on," he'd say, "let's watch the rest of the movie."
So we'd sit in our scantily clad condition, and of course I'd more in just a little closer than I had been so he was within arms reach. When a sex scene came on the screen, I'd casually brag my crotch and rub it a bit. Before long I'd be sporting a hard on that was scraining the restrictive material, and I'd make sure he knew it. In no time at all he'd have one too, but he'd try to hide it or at least wasn't rubbing his the way I was mine.
"Looks like your really enjoying the movie," he'd say, eyeing my hard cock.
"I guess so," I'd say, grabbing it through the cloth, but then I'd seize the opportunity and, spotting his own rock hard tool, grab it in a joking kind of way and say "Looks like you're getting really excited yourself." I'd even just jerk it quickly once or twice to get my point across.
Embarassed, he'd just push me off and say "Guess so."
"Hey," I'd say, "this movie isn't making it any better. Do you want to just jerk off?"
He'd be hesitant, but before I could protest I'd have my cock out of my briefs and into my fist. Seeing me start, he'd slowly pull out his cock too. Both are rock hard. I'd watch him with a smile while I jerked my cock, and watch his fist bounce up and down on his own crotch. Before long he starts moaning and I get really into it. I fantasize about watching him jerk off like this all the time.
Suddenly he shouts "I'm gonna cum!" and he buckles over with his mouth open wide with pleasure, and his great eight incher starts shooting all over his chest. One would even land right below his lower lip. At almost the same time I cum, spraying myself all over my chest like Justin did. I milk my cock for a few extra pumps before it goes semi-limp. I left it hanging over my waistband onto my stomach.
"God, that was amazing," I'd say, "but now we have to clean up the mess."
"Hey," he'd say, finally starting to take charge, "I dare you to lick it up off my chest."
Just so I don't seem too eager, I'd say "You serious?"
"Well, if you're too much of a pussy to take the dare..."
"Alright, big shot, I'll do it."
I tuck my cock away, but his is still out and his briefs are halfway down his thighs. I'd stand in front of him first, but then slowly go down on my knees to get better access to his skin. There'd be cum all down his chest, on his chin, and on the head of his cock.
I'd put my hands on his hips and slowly lean forward. When my tongue first touches his pec his back arches slightly and I know he likes it. Very slowly, I'd lick up a couple piles of cum from his chest and stomach. Watching his face, I can tell he's really enjoying the sensations of my tongue on his sensitive skin. Then I'd move up to get the cum off his face, and I end up straddling his lap and my bulge rubs up against his balls. I've already got another hardon. Using my lips more than tongue, I taste the cum on his chin. My top lip touches his lower, but we're not quite kissing.
Thinking I've swallowed it all, I'd lean back on my legs back on the floor, looping up at him. He'd open his eyes and look down at me. He grabs his semi hard dick and says, "Looks like you missed a spot."
Again, trying to appear resistant, I say "You don't really want me to lick your cock too, do you?"
"It's covered in cum too. I dare you."
"Fuck," I'd say. I'd go up slowly, putting one hand on his hips by his ass and the other around the base of his thick shaft, pointing it towards my mouth. I'd look up into his eyes.
"Do it, bitch," he'd say forcefully.
I'd run my tongue very lightly along his shaft, from the bottom to the tip. He gasps slowly and arches his back again, in exstacy. I go a little further and kiss the head, and that's when he'd put his hands behind my head to control me a little more. It won't take long before I'm giving him a full blow job. I put both my hands on his ass and suck that rock hard teenage cock with every last ounce of energy I have. It's when I start fingering his asshole that he really starts moaning and trying to face fuck me. In about thirty seconds I feel a mouthful of his warm juices, and about seven loads of it.
With one hand still probing his ass and the other rubbing his chest, I'd straddle his spent cock and start kissing him, forcing him to taste his own cum. He'd be able to feel my iron tool humping his leg.
Knowing that's he's incredibly horny, I'd whisper to him, "Let me fuck that sweet ass. I dare you."
Without any complaint, he'd let me stand up and pull off my briefs. Rolling over, he puts his knees on the floor and his chest on the couch, leaving his ass open for the taking.
Supporting myself with one hand, I'd guide my seven inch cock into his virgin ass hole, and I'd quickly start to pound on that muscular body. My thrusting would cause his cock to get hard for the third time that night and it would be rubbing on the couch as if he were humping it. Both of us were moaning louder and louder.
"Oh Fuck!" he'd scream in a mix of pain and pleasure, and I'd just keep pounding my cock into his ass. Faster and harder my thrusting would be, and louder his shouting would be until we finally reached the climax. I'd spill every last bit of my seed into his body while he loses his on the couch. I'd finally just collapse onto his back while our cocks slowly deflated.
"Holy shit, that was amazing!" he says as we finally go to put our briefs on again. Right away we'd have our hands feeling our bulges, getting ready for the rest of the night.
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