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Chapter 6
Getting to Know
When I woke up, it was dark outside. There was enough moonlight coming into the room for me to read the grandfather clock across the room. Nine O'clock! I tried to get up, but Neil's arms tightened up around me and he snuggled me under his chin as if I were a teddy bear he was sleeping with. Trying to get loose from his arms woke Neil up. He nuzzled into the hair on the top of my head and blearily asked, "What?"
"It's nine o'clock! I thought we were supposed to go to a party tonight."
"Oh. Yeah..."
A deep sigh of resignation, followed by a moan from both of us as Neil struggled to disengage his now soft, but still bloated, cock. As it slipped out of me it made sort of a slurping sound followed by a 'Pop!'. Chuckling and groaning at the same time, Neil clambered over me and got up on his feet. Bending over, smelling of sex and young manhood and sleep, Neil's soft lips kissed mine and he softly, softly said, "Ummmm. You taste good. And you've made me feel wonderful."
He staggered off to the den and I heard him talking on the telephone. He came back, a little more alert (I guess that's what a lert looks like), took my hand and pulled me up from the couch. Still holding my hand he led me into a huge bathroom and soon had me under a hot, steamy shower. Neil turned and, right in front of me, started peeing into the shower drain. My bladder demanded equal time and I stepped u alongside of Neil and cut loose with my own stream. All Neil did was stand there holding his pisstube as he put his arm around me and laid his head sideways on top of mine. We played around with our streams, crossing each others and trying to splatter the other guys before it could disappear down the drain.
"What was the phone call about?"
"I called the guys and told them we wouldn't be making it to the party."
"You what!" I yelled, twisting out of his arms and managing to piss all over his legs as I turned.
He just looked down, and then laughed as I grabbed my still pissing dick and turned it away from him, managing to piss all over his legs again.
"Oh Yeah!" he said, laughing, grabbing his own dick and starting to piss on my legs. "Take that you cad! Attacking a man in his own shower."
That led to a piss fight for the short time our piss held out.
Drained. Worried. I asked Neil, "Seriously, Neil. What did you say."
"I just told the guys we wouldn't be coming to the party this week."
Starting to get scared, which I tried to cover with anger, I demanded, "You told them we were together, and not coming to the party! What sort of excuse did you give them!?"
"I just told them we were studying together."
"Studying!!! Neil, we don't have any classes together. What the hell did you tell them we were studying?"
"Sex ed!"
Panicking now, knowing that everyone would know that I was gay, which I'd carefully hid since before puberty, I doubled up my fists and yelled, "YOU WHAT!!!!!"
Neil pulled me into his arms and nothing I could do could stop him. Looking down directly into my eyes, Neil kissed me on the forehead. "Buddy! Listen to me. You have got to believe that I would NEVER, EVER do ANYTHING to hurt you. NEVER! The guys didn't even ask me why we wouldn't be coming. They just told me to tell you that you were welcome to come to the party by yourself if I didn't feel like going."
"Swear?"
"I swear, Buddy. I'd never hurt you, not knowingly. I'm not like that."
I wanted to believe that. I really did. But I just didn't know if Neil was using me or making a fool out of me or what. He knew I wasn't convinced.
"Buddy. Please. I'm sorry. It was a bad joke and I'm sorry." He held me tight and looked into my tear bleared eyes. "Tonight really was your first time, wasn't it. You gave me your virginity, and I've acted like an asshole."
I burst into tears and tried to run away. Neil just held me tighter and rubbed my back as I cried against his slick chest. When I was pretty much cried out, Neil reached over and got the soap and started washing me. So gently. Like a mother washing her baby. Or like my daddy washing his little boy. I started crying again and Neil just kissed me on the lips and "Shhhhhh, shhhhhh, shhhhh"ed me as he continued to wash me.
The feeling of Neil's big hands moving all over my body soothed me and told me that I really didn't care what anyone else thought, as long as Neil continued to care about me. I flinched when his fingers moved to wash my butthole.
"Sore?" he asked.
I bashfully nodded and said, "Yes. A little bit."
"I didn't hurt you, did I?" Neil asked. Worry loud in his voice.
"No. It's just a little tender."
"I wonder why?"
Unable to keep from grinning, I punched Neil in the arm. "Look at what's swinging between your legs and I'll give you one guess!
"Oh. That!"
I punched him again. Hard! "Yes! That!, you pervert!"
Neil got down on one knee behind me and pulled my butt far enough into the shower spray to gently rinse the soap off. "Yeah. That looks pretty red. Let me kiss it and make it better."
Neil leaned forward and put his lips right on the lips of my butthole. I tried to push him away. "No, Neil! No. Not there! It's dirty."
Neil paid me about as much attention as he would a fly, just brushing my hand away as his lips and tongue started doing magic things to my behind. It didn't take him long to have me moaning and groaning and panting with need. I bent over and put my hands against the wall to support myself and Neil went crazy on his exposed target. Slobbering and wallowing his face all up and down my ass crack and all over my butt cheeks, his lips teasing the ring of my ass as his tongue tried to force it's way totally inside me, Neil had me so hot that I didn't give a fuck if the entire United States, if the entire fucking world knew that I loved having a man make love to me.
I screamed, "I'm gonna cum!" Neil grabbed my hips and spun me around. Using my hips as handles, he forced my cock completely inside his mouth. Pulling, jerking at his wet hair, I slammed my crotch into his face and ground against him as my explosion ripped me apart. He was my servant, my slave. The object of my lust. The ground that I was plowing and spreading my seed in. I was lust. I was crazed. I thought of nothing but of hunching against his face and fucking as hard as I could until my entire load of sperm was accepted and absorbed. I was stallion, and Neil was the willing mare, sucking and gulping as I bruised his face and almost broke his nose in my wild, passionate release.
I finally couldn't cum any more. I stood bent over Neil, holding myself up, just barely, by keeping my arms rigidly extended and my hands firmly clenched in Neil's hair.
Panting, gasping for air, "Oh, God! Oh, God!" was all I could say.
Every time Neil moved, or swallowed, or curved his tongue, massive shudders would wrack my whole body and I would twitch and dance like I was being shocked with a cattle prod. Neil just held me up, and held me as softly as he could in the warm softness of his mouth.
It seemed like forever, but it couldn't have been more than 12 or 15 hours before Neil released me. (Hey! I wasn't wearing a watch!). I was weak-kneed and really couldn't stand up by myself. Neil finished rinsing me off and then sat me down on the built-in shower bench. I sat there, exhausted, watching Neil wash himself, knowing that I should help him, but unable to move, much less get up. God, he was beautiful!
Neil turned off the shower and faced me. "That was your first fuck, wasn't it."
A blissful smile spread across my face as I nodded my head.
Grinning ear to ear, Neil rubbed my head. "Man! When you get your motor running, you are one HELL of a stud!"
Grinning in agreement, I let Neil help me to my feet. He half carried me out of the shower and wrapped a huge bath towel around me and then sat me down on the commode lid. I sat there with that stupid grin on my face, watching the most beautiful man I'd ever seen drying him self.
When he was done, Neil used his towel to dry me off, which was made more difficult because I kept trying to burry my nose into the towel that smelled so wonderfully of Neil. He told me several times to quit goofing around and I just grinned and tried to bury my nose in his towel again. Neil finally just swatted my bottom and told me to be good or he'd paddle me good.
"Oh, Yeah? You and what army?"
Well, I should have known better ---or maybe I did!
Neil tried to get to my butt and I fended him off. Both towels fell to the floor, laying there ignored, and largely forgotten as two young studs tested their solid, developing muscularity against each other. Two young stallions challenging and testing each other , half in play, and half in deadly earnest adolescent experimentation, trying to develop and define the limits, or non-limits, of their masculinity. Straining, muscle against muscle; the heavier, more solid muscularity of Neil pitted against the wiry strength and resilience of his smaller playmate. Boy to boy, young men eagerly seeking to test themselves against an admired and desirable soulmate, enjoying the full release of their youthful energies against another young male, equally eager to challenge and be challenged. Straining sweaty body rubbing and pushing against an equally hot, hairless, slick straining mass of testosterone driven muscle. Teeth gritted, laughing with the sheer exuberant joy at being accepted and close to someone admired and desired. Equally matched, holding himself back only a tiny amount, Neil finally let Buddy inside of his guard and gathered him up into his arms. One hand behind the smaller boys head, his other exploring the tight butt he had fucked earlier, wondering when, or if, he'd get to experience the overwhelming joy of that act again, Neil covered the heated lips of the boy he was so enamored of and kissed.
Almost faint with the overwhelming amazement that this gorgeous, built, huge, wonderful, magnificent, desirable, gorgeous, magnificent, magnificent, magnificent... Oh, SHIT! I think I'm going to pass out!
Neil felt the boy in his arms return his kiss with a fierceness he had never experienced before. A raging lust, something more than just lust, something that drove this wonderful person to the edge with need for him. Always popular. Always desired and always given any sexual favor requested, Neil had nevertheless never experienced anyone so totally open and giving of themselves. He wasn't sure what that meant, but his cock ached with the need to breed. He felt Buddy go slack in his arms and realized that breathing had been forgotten in the passion of the no-holds-barred kiss --- and Buddy had passed out rather than give up one millisecond of his intense interaction. Scooping the boy up in his arms, he headed for his bedroom.
Half-way up the hall, Buddy opened his eyes and lazily, sleepily stretched up and wrapped his arms around his stud's neck. Neil grinned down at the boy, who grinned back impishly, and proceeded to start nibbling on Neil's exposed tit. Neil's dick jumped up a notch in hardness until Buddy bit down on his tit hard enough to almost draw blood.
"Ouch!, you little shit! That HURT!"
"Big rough tough stud can't take a little nibble?" Buddy teased.
"We'll see who can take what!" Neil said, sitting down on the edge of his bed and pulling Buddy over his lap.
Buddy quickly adjusted himself across Neil's lap and tilted his butt up. Neil put one hand in the middle of Buddy's back and gave him four or five quick, light swats. Buddy turned his head up to look at Neil and insultingly said, "Is that all the better the big, bad brute can do?"
Setting his jaw, Neil's eyes flashed at the challenge and decided he'd make Buddy eat those words. The big bedroom reverberated with the sound of half-a-dozen hard swats. Buddy did nothing to stop Neil. He just raised his butt some more so that Neil could get to it easily. When Neil stopped, Buddy looked up at him and asked, plaintively, "Is that all?"
Neil looked down at him. "Is this okay with you? I mean... well, uh... do you like it?"
"Coach spanks me a LOT harder than you do, and it makes me really horny. But Coach doesn't do anything about it. I have to go beat-off when he's done."
"You want me to spank you some more?" Neil asked, half disbelievingly.
Buddy blushed and looked back down at the floor and tilted his butt up. "Please?"
Neil put his hand on the smooth globes of Buddy's barely warmed up behind and gave them a good feel. "You want me to really give you a good spanking?"
"Please, Neil. Please. It makes me so horny when I get spanked."
Realizing what Buddy was asking him to do sent a charge of wonderment through Neil. This beautiful boy really wanted Neil to be in charge and to give him the spanking he so richly deserved. The boy was submitting to him. Willing to let Neil REALLY be in charge and train him however Neil wanted too. Neil's cock filled with blood so fast that it bounded up between his legs and slapped against the submissive boys belly. Neil squeezed the buttcheek in his hand, really hard. "You WANT me to spank you?"
"Yes, Sir."
"I'm in charge and you want me to teach you how to behave?"
"Yes, Sir. Please, Neil. Please..."
"Okay. But tell me if I spank too hard or when you've had enough."
"No, Sir. I trust you Neil. You spank me as long and as hard as you think I need. You're in charge, and I trust you."
Something about this whole thing made Neil so horny he couldn't hardly control himself. His father had always been loving, but distant. Never disciplining the boy beyond saying that he was disappointed in him when he screwed up. Now, here was a boy, so much smaller than he was, asking --- ASKING --- him to give him a spanking that Neil had so often though he himself deserved. Feelings of responsibility and desire and need washed back and forth through his mind and he suddenly realized how much this beautiful boy had come to mean to him in so short a time. His cock, drooling juice was so rigid that it was pushing a groove into the lighter boys hard belly. Emotions swept through Neil's whole body and he realized that he really wanted to make this boy his own.
"Okay."
"Thank you, Sir." Buddy said, relaxing across his friends lap.
Neil started out carefully, but was soon really whaling on Buddy's exposed ass. Buddy was crying and yowling, squalling with hurt and thrashing around on Neil's lap. But he made no attempt to escape and kept his butt right where Neil could get to it. The harder and longer Neil spanked Buddy, the longer and harder his dick got and the more excited he became. He reached under Buddy and felt the boy's erection, who's one eye was weeping as much as the boys other two eyes, but was just as hard as his own. He really was getting off on Neil's disciplining him! Feeling totally satisfied that Buddy was getting exactly what he really wanted, Neil let go and when with his own feelings. Feelings that he knew he would have to think over later, but for right now drove him to conquer this smart assed boy and teach him exactly who was the boss and who was in charge. He let go and really started working Buddy's ass over like he had imagined his own father punishing him for some of the things he had done. He understood what Buddy wanted. What he needed. He'd needed the same reassurance from his father, and had never gotten it. He had every intention of giving Buddy exactly what he needed, even if he blistered his hand and couldn't write for a week.
Buddy felt Neil get rid of the last of his inhibitions and really get in touch with what they both needed. Almost magically, Neil seemed to know how hard to lay his hand on to give Buddy every sensation he could handle, and yet never went over the line and actually hurt him. Buddy just grabbed hold of Neil's leg and held on as tight as he could as the older, stronger boy worked his ass over like a professional. Neil felt the change in Buddy, the totally acceptance of his dominance and control. With a new eagerness to explore the meanings of this, and the limits of this new dimension in their relationship, Neil hooked his arm around Buddy, pulled him tightly against his sweating, corded belly and really started working his ass over.
This went on and on. Both boys exploring and expanding their awareness of this newly found relationship. Both knew they didn't want this to be the last discipline they shared, but also knew that they wanted a lot more from the other than just this limited interaction.
Neil felt it immediately when Buddy reached his limit. He gave the boy one really hard swat across both buttocks to let him know that he was aware that Buddy just couldn't take any more. And then gave him three more, spaced apart and stinging swats to make sure that Buddy remembered who was in charge.
Both boys were so hot at any finesse was impossible. Neil lifted the boy off his lap, twisted and threw him on the bed. Scrambling up between the wide-spread legs, Neil fell on top of the tight body of his new-found lover and locked up their lips so hard the poor boy couldn't even breathe. Buddy spread and lifted his legs until he could hook them over Neil's muscular back and screamed into his mouth as Neil jabbed forward once, twice and the third lustful thrust found Buddy's open, ready hole and sank in to half it's depth. Holding Buddy's lower lip between his teeth, Neil bit down until he tasted iron and thrust as hard as he could to sink himself as totally into his lovers depths as he could.
Thrashing around all over the bed, first one on top and then the other, both boys fucked as hard as they could, grabbing at each other, thrusting with their loins, screaming their pleasure and demanding ever more from themselves and each other.
Buddy couldn't take it. He was underneath the lust maddened Neil, curled up into a ball on his shoulders with his knees pinned beside his head and the man fucking him pounding his ass so hard they were both bouncing up clear of the mattress, only to power slam back down harder and harder and harder. Without even touching himself, Buddy opened his mouth and began blasting slug after slug of thick cum all over his face and the bed and into his mouth. The clenching of his ass almost crushed Neil's pounding cock. Neil bellowed a deep-throated roar as he arched up completely off the bed, supported only where his hands clenched around Buddy's calves and where his thickly bloated cock pierced the red-hot heat of Buddy's smooth globes. Both boys filled the air with animal noises as they climaxed together more powerfully than either had ever been able to imagine.
The boys woke up, still tangled up in a knot the next morning. In almost total silence, both of them needing time to think, they showered and Neil drove Buddy to his house to change clothes for school. Buddy's mother had left a message on the answering machine. She would have to spend another week away and left a number where Buddy could call her if he needed anything. They were very late to practice and the coach made them run laps afterwards. Which meant that they had to take a shower together after all the other boys had left.
"You okay?" Neil asked.
Buddy moved over and wrapped his arms around Neil. "Oh, yeah!" Laying his head against the taller boys chest, "I've never been better!"
Neil ran his hands down Buddy's back and took a firm grip with a reddened buttock in each of his big hands. He'd noticed everyone, including Coach, looking at Buddy's red behind during practice, but Buddy didn't seem to mind and he sure as shit didn't give a fuck what anyone thought, as long as it was okay with Buddy. Suddenly afraid, "I'm so afraid I'll lose you." he blurted out.
"If you do," Buddy grinned, "just follow your dick. It'll find me soon enough!"
Neil laughed and rested his forehead on Buddy's. "I want to fuck you so bad!"
Laughing himself now, Buddy tilted his head back further and pecked Neil on the lips. "Not until you shave you don't! You just about scoured the hide off my butt with your stubble last night."
Laughing, Neil let go of Buddy and turned to leave the shower.
Panicky, Buddy called out, "What's wrong, Neil?"
Still walking, Neil turned and pointed at his lover, "Stay right there until I get back!" he ordered as he walked, still dripping, out into the dressing room.
Suddenly pleased with life, Buddy backed into the warmth of the shower spray and smiled to himself.
Neil came back into the shower room and handed Buddy a can of shaving cream and a razor. "Get to work!" was all he said.
Smiling, Buddy set down the razor and started shaking the can of shaving lather.
Buddy was down on his knees, holding Neil's bloated manhood in one hand as he shaved Neil's groin, when he noticed Coach standing in the wide doorway watching them. He glanced up at Neil, who was carefully watching what Buddy was doing, and then back at the coach. Neil turned his head and saw Coach standing there. Buddy could feel the erection in his hand go soft. Both boys stared at Coach, wondering if their lives were over. All Coach said was, "I have to go to a staff meeting. You guys be sure and lock up when you leave." The boys nodded and Coach turned and left.
Neil spent the rest of the week fucking Buddy every chance he could. In the school bathrooms, at both their homes, every night in bed together, in the park, everywhere they were. He even slipped it to Buddy one day in the pool during practice. They didn't cum that time, but Buddy did get shafted pretty good while everyone was right there in the pool with them. Neil tried to suck Buddy off a lot, but Buddy came massively every time Neil fucked him, and just couldn't handle very much sucking, although they did find out that sixty-nineing was one of their favorite things --- that and what they called eighty-eighting. Neil's cock up Buddy's ass while he sucked the poor boy into a frenzy. Neil was limber enough to get his cock all the way up Buddy's ass and almost all of his cock down his throat while he fucked the bouncing boy's tight ass. Neil had Buddy try it and they discovered that Buddy could totally deep-throat Neil and keep his cock up the taller boys ass at the same time.
Neil insisted that everything be "turn-about is fair play", which just made both boys realize that while they both enjoyed doing everything and anything to each other, Neil was mostly the top in their relationship, and Buddy was most comfortable being the bottom. Well, not comfortable really. He enjoyed fucking Neil, and love having him suck his cock. But when it came right down to it, Buddy's all time favorite thing was to be flat on his back with Neil plowing his ass.
On the other hand, Neil was perfectly willing to put Buddy on his back and fuck his ass until his dick was so totally flaccid that he just couldn't keep it inside his favorite dark and warm cavern.
The boys started giving each other enema's so that they would be nice and clean for each other and Coach had to tell them to not shave each other more than once a day when their skin started turning raw. The boys were totally besotted with each other and didn't really notice when the rest of their teammates ran interference for them with some of the nosier members of the campus community.
Saturday afternoon, Buddy was laying on his belly on the sun warmed concrete next to the pool in Neil's back yard. Neil his- own-fine-self was laying on his buddy's back, slowing fucking his ass.
"Tonight's the team party." Neil said.
"Yeah. I know."
"Do you wanna go?"
"I think we probably should. Don't you?"
"Wellllllll... yeah, but..."
"But what, Neil?"
"Well..."
"Well?"
"Well, it's just that... Well..."
"Spit it out, Neil. Well, what? Let's get this over with so that you can fuck me instead of just playing around."
"Well. It's just that... Well, you know! The coach wants the team to be really close."
"And?"
"And there's sort of a test that everyone has to pass if their going to stay on the special team."
"And?" Buddy was starting to get a little impatient with Neil's beating around the bush. Something the usually very self-assured young man had never done before.
"Well, it's like this..."
"Finally!"
Neil slapped Buddy's butt. "Hush. It's hard enough saying this without you flustering me!"
"Then just spit it out, Neil. What the hell can you say that would embarrass me? For god's sake man, you've got your cock up my ass!"
His belly laughing against Buddy's back, "Okay, okay! It's just a little hard for me to say."
"Neil. You can say anything to me. Anything at all except 'I don't love you'"
Neil hugged his amazing lover as hard as he could, kissed the back of his neck and ground his cock into the (almost) docile boys butt. "God, I love you!"
"I know! NOW TALK!!!"
Laughing again, Neil quickly said, "Okay, okay for God's sake! Just give me a second to get my thoughts together!"
Buddy just lay there quietly, but pinched his buttcheeks together as hard as he could. Neil reached down and swatted his ass, HARD! "Stop that! I can't think when you do that! Do I have to take you across my knee again?"
"NO! I'll be good! Besides, I'm still too sore from last night."
"Who was it that bit my titty?"
"Neil! You're avoiding! Spit it out."
"Look, Buddy. I'm not supposed to tell anyone this, but... well.... The test means that you have to do what the other guys tell you to do."
Neil took his weight off of Buddy as his buddy rolled around underneath of him until he was face up. Reaching down, Buddy guided his buddy's cock back into it's favorite resting place and then pulled Neil back down until they were both comfortable again. One of the things that totally amazed Neil was Buddy's ability, desire, to support his weight for hours at a time. "Do you want me to do what the tell me too?"
Buddy laid there, trying to hide a grin, as Neil blushed bright red. "I'll drop out of the club and never go back if you want me too, Buddy."
"That's not what I asked. Do you want me to do what they say, Neil?"
"Buddy. They're my friends."
"I know that, Neil. And I want them to be my friends too. Do you want me to do what they say?
"Yes."
Buddy looked around. "Well look at that!"
Neil looked around. "What?"
"You said, 'Yes' and the whole world didn't blow up and disappear."
Neil tried to roll over and get Mr. Smarty-pants across his lap, but said young champion managed to wiggle loose and jump into the pool, A large and vengeful football player/swimmer scrambling up right behind him. Across the pool, leaping the lap pool, chasing naked across the wide lawn until the longer legged boy managed a flying tackle that brought his quarry to ground. "Got you, you little shit!"
Breathless, laughing so hard that he could barely gasp in a breath now and then, Buddy rolled Neil over on his back and grabbed him by the hair, locking their lips together until boy eager boys were turning blue. Breaking loose with a loud 'Pop', both boys gasped for air.
"Neil. Are you trying to tell me that some of the other guys might want to have sex with me?"
"Ahhhhhh..." Neil blushed bright red.
"Do you think anyone could make me love them more than I love you?"
Blushing even redder, Neil ducked his head and tried to hide the tears forming in his eyes. Buddy jerked his head back up and forced eye contact. "NEIL! LISTEN TO ME! If Coach swept me off my feet and asked me to marry him, I'd tell him to get in line, right behind YOU!"
Neil grabbed Buddy so hard he almost broke bones. The sex was... unbelievable.
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