As they reached the city limits of Austin, Jason sensed that Pete was not in a communicative mood, the roar of the engine of Pete's `66 Mustang the only thing breaking the deep silence that existed between them. It was almost midnight, as they pulled into the driveway. Pete quickly grabbed his travel bag and headed up to his room, as Jason quietly followed him into the house. Pete had to admit to himself that it had been a great Spring Break, but he was physically and emotionally exhausted. He had run out of words, and needed to be alone.
Once in his bedroom, he stripped down naked and admired his 6 foot 2 inch, 185 lb athletic frame. Staring back at himself with the same intense stare that people have said was both sensuous yet intimidating, he decided that he looked to be the same guy from a week ago. Yet, he felt so very different.
Pete's dark curly hair with large ringlets that girls, and now apparently men as well, loved to run their fingers through framed his handsome face. His face and body was a perfect blend of his Mediterranean roots, his father from southern Italy and his mother Moroccan. He had a large Roman nose, full lips and strong chin. When he smiled a small gap in his front teeth gave a comical friendliness to his otherwise serious look. His skin was a perfect golden hue of walnut, his torso long and lean. He lightly flicked his nipples as his long fingers trailed down his muscular, hairless chest and flat stomach until he finally reached the small trail of hair that ran into his pubic mound. With one hand lazily circling his right peck, his other hand continued down to his now flaccid cock. When aroused, he can rise to 9 plus inches and expand his girth to over 5 inches round, with his flaring mushroom head glowing with excitement. For the first time in his 20 years of life, his dick just fucking done, as it hung long and low with a slight curve towards his right thigh. His ball sack, for that matter, normally full and round, almost perky, was hanging a little low, as if every last drop of his manly cream had been drained out of him. He swiveled his hips around to look at his high, round ass, chuckling to himself as he noted that he definitely inherited this from his mom. He turned back around, his hands feeling the flexing ass muscles contract, as his eyes continued down to his size 13 feet, making a mental note that he needed to clip his toenails when he had more energy.
Realizing that he was checking himself out with a little too much interest, he sheepishly headed over to his bed to lie down. He lay flat on his back on top of his covers, wishing for someone to talk to yet somehow out of words to say. After about 20 minutes, Pete finally started to calm down and he just started talking to his Dad, who had passed away just a little over a year ago.
"Hey, Dad, sorry it's been so long since the last time I checked in with you, but things have been a little crazy since leaving Iowa. I just couldn't take it any more, with Mom so upset, and every one around me so sad, it just got oppressive without you at home to calm everyone down. By the way, Mom's doing a ton better, I talk to her and Johnny about once a week. You'd be proud of Johnny he just made the varsity tennis team as a freshman, and is ranked third in the state. Anyway, that's not really why I'm talking to you right now. I guess what I want to say is that I think I may have turned gay or bi or curious... I don't know something," he sort of stammered to himself. "I know what you're going to say, Dad, `Son what cockamamie ideas are running through that crazy skull of yours, yada, yada, yada,' but hear me out before you get yourself all riled up."
"I met Jason my first day in Austin, as the first thing I did when I got to town, was go down to the University tennis courts to talk to the coach about walking onto the team. Coach Rawlings wanted to see me in action and called over Jason, who used to play on the team, but was now a grad student studying sports medicine. I played pretty well, beat him 2 out of 3 sets, and impressed the coach. After the game Jason and I got to talking, and I told him my problem of needing a place to live and to find a job. It turns out that his grandmother willed him a house just off of campus, near frat row that she had converted into two apartments. She was pretty sick and kept one half for herself and the other for a live in nurse. I'm renting out the nurses apartment, but we pretty much share the rest of the house together. He also helped me get on as a concierge at a nearby hotel that he also works part time at, and he introduced me to Madeline, whom I was going out with ever since until last week. Before renting the apartment from him, he wanted to make sure I was ok with him being gay, and that he wouldn't bother me with bringing home the ladies as long as I was ok with him bringing home a male friend every now and than. We ended up really hitting it off as friends, we both loved sports, all sports, and he really helped me stay in shape for tennis try-outs. This more or less gets you the quick summary of things up until a week ago Thursday, when I headed over to Madeline's apartment after my last class before Spring Break. I was going to spend the night with her, if you know what I mean, heh, heh, heh, and than we were going to drive down to New Orleans for the week. I let myself in, and to my surprise, there Madeline was, butt naked on top of her best friend, Laura, also butt naked, and they were busily eating out each others wet little cunny holes. Although a little taken aback, I quickly decided that this was her idea of a special treat and was in the process of undressing to join in the fun, when I was sternly told that I was greatly mistaken. Laura, flushed from their activities left for the bedroom, and, after throwing a robe over her hot little body, Madeline told me that she has decided that college is about discovering herself sexually and that she was going to try a little girl on girl love for a while. She made it clear to me that it wasn't me and that our sex was great... Whatever, right Dad? With that statement I wanted to clock her one, but instead I got dressed again, and headed out the door."
When I got home, I told Jason what had happened and being a good friend, he brought out his best tequila, and we promptly got completely wasted on shots. After about an hour of listening to me cry in my tequila, Jason said, Hey, you still have the hotel right?' I said I did, and was pissed because I knew I couldn't get out of paying for the room, as it was too late to cancel. No sweat,' he said, `Let's go together, I can pitch in half for the room, and I know a ton of great bars down there.'
I told him, Yea, right, sitting around a bunch of gay bars as you try to pick up some fresh meat doesn't sound too tempting, plus if you do hook up, I don't want to be in the bed next to you as you make honey love with your new boy toy.' I could tell that my sarcasm went a little too far, and it was the first time I ever said anything about him being gay. He looked at me a little sad, and said, I wasn't always gay. Up until my junior year in high school I was as a red blooded pussy hound just like you, than for years I convinced myself that I was really straight but just liked to do it with guys for fun. It wasn't until I started grad school that I came to full terms as to who I am.'
Maybe it was the liquor that gave me the courage to ask, but since meeting him I had always wondered what made a guy that I considered so much like myself, be into guys when all I could think about was getting into some hot, wet pussy. My dick gave a start just thinking about pealing down fresh panties and seeing a girl's pussy for the first time. The question burst out of me, `so what made you change, why do you like guys in that way?' It came out a little awkward, but he understood what I was getting at.
`If you want, I'll tell you the whole story,' he says to me. I tell him I have to take a piss, but, yeah, I want to know what happened. After taking a piss, I changed into some sweat shorts and t-shirt, as I was keenly aware that my dick was starting to fill with blood and get a little rubbery feeling, and wanted to air myself out a little. When I came back down, Jason had moved himself and the tequila to the living room, and I noticed he had also changed into some pj shorts and tee.
He took a long swig straight from the bottle, adding to the drama as to what he was going to say, and with a shake of his head from the tequila, he said, It was the summer going into my junior year of high school, and I had just left my football coaches office with the news that I was going to be the starting QB for the upcoming fall season. My first thought was to go tell my girlfriend the news, and headed straight over to her house. Her brother, Dirk, answered the door, and he looked a little out of sorts. Dirk also happened to be the last year's senior QB that took us to the state finals, and he was still home before he headed off to college in the fall. After a second, everything seemed to register on Dirk's handsome face, and he said Jas', congrats, man, coach told me he was going to tell you the news today. You better make me proud, or I'll have to come back and kick your ass into shape. I asked him if Mary was home, but he said, No, both Mary and Jake drove up to see our Grandma for a couple nights with our Mom. I guess Granny took a bit of a tumble and isn't getting around to good.' He than said, hey, come on in, have a beer in celebration.' I took a peek inside, and saw that Dirk had already demolished the place, pizza boxes everywhere and the smell of pot and beer wafting around my nose.
When I got into the living room, I realized why Dirk looked so disheveled. His underwear was strewn on the floor, he had a porn flick running on the tv, and he probably had just pulled his drooping sweats over his naked ass before opening the door for me. He handed me a beer, sat down in the big recliner, opened his own new beer, and gave me a celebratory cheer. I had to admit I was feeling pretty cool, sitting around joshing with the reigning star quarterback, drinking beers with him and watching a porn video. The next thing I know, he pulls out his cock and tells me sorry but this is his favorite part. I try to focus on the action on the screen, so as not to look at him as he pulls vigorously on his cock. As two guys shish ka bob a hot blond with big tits, one guy ramming his dick down her throat and the second is ripping her asshole apart with his donkey sized cock. He peers over at me and says, Go ahead and pull yours out, this scene gets really hot.' I felt a little funny exposing my hard dick to my girlfriend's older brother, but my pants were starting to bind and I had to do something. So I unzipped, reached in and pulled out my own dick, and started the familiar old dick in my palm dance. After awhile I notice that he wasn't really watching the video any more, but was watching me instead. He looked over at me lustfully, and asked if I had ever messed with guys before. I said no, and than asked about him. He said he has had a couple blow jobs from guys but nothing more, than he asked if I wanted to come over and suck his off. I said no, but he can suck me off if he wants to. With that he bounded over to where I was on the couch, pulled my pants down to my ankles and sank his mouth down the length of my cock. In one fell swoop he managed to take the length of my cock, and believe me, I'm no pencil pusher. Up and down he went; his lips going from tip to root of my saliva slickened dick, his tongue swirling and lapping at every hot spot in between. After a few more minutes of tongue lashing, and me grooving my root deep down his throat, he spits me out, and says, Dam, I've always wanted to do that, but nobody ever asked.' He than lifts my legs up over my head, still trapped at the ankles by my pants, and leans in to feast on my nuts like a plate of meat balls with my dick slapping soundly against my stomach to the rhythm of his ministrations. He released my balls to lick from the base under my balls to the tip of my engorged cock and than back down past were he started and deep into the crack of my ass. I let out a yelp of startled surprise and erotic joy, as his tongue slithered up, around and finally into my bunghole. With one arm still holding my legs high in the air, his other hand reaches for my cock and slowly masturbates me while he continues his assault on my ass. Awe, fuck yea, you dirty shit eating son of a bitch, suck out my ass and stroke my cock!' My ass is sliding up and down his face as he continues his assault and I am in absolute sexual ecstasy, when I feel cum boiling up into my balls and my cock thickens even more in his hands. He immediately stops stroking and pinches the tip of my head in his fingers until the pressure to cum eases from my loins. A couple dollops of pre-cum ooze from the tip and he quickly leaves my sloppy ass for this tad bit of cream. I can tell from his face that he is savoring the flavor as he rolls the creamy substance around his mouth and tongue. He leans forward; my legs are now resting on his broad shoulders, our hard cocks trapped between our sweaty stomachs, and he lays a hot sloppy sex craved kiss on my lips, his tongue searching every corner of my mouth. His tongue is in deep battle with my own, the taste of my pre-cum, not to mention my shit mingling with our saliva. His hands slide down my sides, and he places them on my ass, one on each round cheek, pulls me up as he stands, my legs wrapped around his legs and my arms wrapped around his strong back, while my butt rests in his hands hovering just above his cock as it jutes out like a shelf below me. He carries me upstairs, no small task, as I am considerably bigger and heavier than the petite little bitches I usually see him with, but he does manage to lumber on, bangs through his mother's bedroom door, and drops with me onto her plush king sized bed. After a considerable amount of kissing and groping, more like wrestling than making love, we untangle from one another, and he proceeds to slip off my pants and underwear the rest of the way, shoes and socks flying off along with them. I pull off my shirt, as he undresses down to just his underpants, and as he starts to pull down his shorts, I hurriedly slide my naked ass across his mom's bed and reach out to stop him. At first he looks down at me confused, but than it dawns on him that I want the honor for myself. With my feet firmly planted on the floor, I reached under his shorts, cupping each round cheek of his ass in my hands, feeling the tingle of excitement ripple through each of our bodies, and pulled his crotch towards my face. My nose went into overdrive as I outlined the bulge and length of his clothe enclosed penis, continuing down under his soft nut sack, and inhaling deeply. A smile crossed my face as his smell hit me, it was a familiar smell and I knew instantly that his cock was going to taste great. There was the faintest smell of his sister, Mary, yet muskier, manlier, and any fear of taking him in my mouth had now disappeared; I was ablaze with lust. I reached up from his backside, grabbed the waistband of his shorts and pulled them down, first exposing his ass. As the back of his shorts continued downward along his thighs, the front of his waistband began to falter, first exposing his bush hairs, than down the length of his root, as it was being pushed straight down by his shorts, until finally the head of his cock popped out of the confines and shot up and smacked me on the chin. Let me tell you; that really got me hot! Once past his thick thighs, his underpants fell to his feet by their own accord, and I reached up and grabbed a hold of his thick penis, holding it steady in my hand as I reached forward and gave the head of his penis sort of a French kiss, my tongue swirling inside his piss slit. He emitted a loan groan, flexed his hips, and pushed his cock forward, forcing himself down my throat. A little caught off guard and not used to a meaty cock be forced inside me, I started to gag. I pulled off him, coughing up a little spittle as his crown slipped off my lips. I licked the lower half of his pole, in hopes that slippery when wet' would help propel my lips down his shaft a little easier for my quest to reach his pubes. Once properly slathered in spit, I again took him into my mouth and quickly found the first 4 or 5 inches comfortably in my mouth. I was right, he did taste good, and I worked this part of his cock with my mouth and tongue until I felt ready to go a little deeper. After reaching down a couple more inches, I felt his mushroom crown start to plug up my wind pipe. Although a little scared, I could see my goal within reach, and continued down as his cock entered my throat. Once my lips were planted within the forest of his crotch, my tongue really swung into action, twisting and twirling along his twitching cock, until, finally, I had to take in some air, and released him with a swoosh. I continued to suck his dick for several minutes, eventually becoming comfortable enough to let him take control, sometimes just feeding me his tip other times long stroking himself in and out me. Abruptly he pulled out, pushed me onto my back and crawled on top of me, kissing and fondling my entire body. He raised my arms above my head, ground his wet cock into my sweaty crotch, and leaned in to whisper in my ear, I want to fuck your tight little virgin ass. What do you say, Jas', you wanna' try it?' I knew I was going to let him, as I could already feel my ass tingle with the thought, but I was a little scared. I asked him if he had ever fucked anyone in the ass before, and he said Never any guys, but I have fucked Mrs. Crawford in the ass a couple times and she loves it. Course, you know, Mrs. Crawford is a bit of a whore.' Somehow, his cock slipped down and along the crack of my ass, which reminded me how good it felt to have his tongue swimming up there, so I gave my consent with a nod and a breathy Do it. Fuck me.' He pulled off of me, leaving me with a strange feeling of loss, as he bounded out of the room. He returned with a tube of something in his hand, his cock bobbing along in front of him, excited, and he lay down beside me, his eyes obviously admiring my naked frame as his hands caressed my body. After squeezing some liquid onto his fingers, he got up above me, pushed my legs up and out, as he lowered his mouth to my cock and his slippery fingers to the bud of my ass. As he slathered the outside of my ass, my hole started to contract, sort of kissing and sucking at the tips of his finger. He sensed I was ready for full penetration of his fingers, as my cock jumped in his mouth. Slowly they penetrated, eventually passing through my sphincter; God dam did that ever feel fucking amazing. He was really greasing me up, swirling and pushing three, maybe even four thick fingers up my ass, all the while giving me a wicked blow job. Once he was satisfied with his work, and that I was sufficiently open for his big pecker, he raised himself above me, removed his sticky fingers from my ass, pushed my knees towards my head, and lined up his cock with my pouting hole, and pressed the head of his cock against me. Before putting too much pressure, he told me, It's probably going to hurt quite a bit at first, but if Mrs. Crawford is any example, you're going to fucking love this shit,' and with that he plunged forward. Even with the silky substance slathered throughout my ass and along his cock, the sheer girth of him made me feel like I was being split in two, and as his head hit my closed sphincter, I let out a scream and did not think his big fucker was going to fit. It's too big, Dirk, oh, it fucking hurts.' He pulled back a little, but not much, and definitely not out, and told me to take 3 deep breaths. After two breaths I started to relax and on the third, he pushed forward, through my sphincter, found no new resistance, and buried himself balls deep into my ass. Again, searing pain racked my sweating body, but mixed with the pain was the same erotic sensation that I got when his fingers first penetrated through me. Chest heaving, I thought I might just like this after all, and I looked down my torso, past my hard, swaying cock, to see nothing but Dirk's wiry pubes sticking out from around my balls. His eyes were glazed over and he mumbled more to himself than me, how good I felt and how tight I was. His hands lightly tickled my hard tits, causing me to shiver throughout my body, including my stretched out ass. With this he gasped, "You are going to be one great little fuck. God I love how your ass is grappling around my cock. You are ready, my man, you are ready for a nice hard fuck.' He started off slow, with long, luxurious strokes in and out of me, but soon mixed in some hard, fast jabs that kept me off balance, sensing any kind of regular rhythm, would push me over the edge. Boy was he ever right, I could already feel cum bubbling in my over filled sack, ready to explode like a machine gun shooting fat, sticky bullets. As his pounding became more intense, he couldn't stand the pressure to hold off much longer, and fell into hard, fast rhythm of long stroking his cock in and out of me, his head slipping in and out through my sphincter with an ever quickening pace and banging against my prostate harder and harder. I couldn't hold out any longer as my cock filled with cum, and expanded what felt like bigger than it had ever been before, until it filled to overflowing. It turned out to be more like a riffle gun; lock and load, shoot, over and over again. Cum was flying everywhere. I heard splats above my head, as huge puddles of cum hit hard against the headboard, than two splats hit me in my face, one right after the other, than more spilled across my neck, chest and stomach. As my cock swayed and spat, spat and swayed cum everywhere, I felt Dirk's entire body shiver, than for a split second nothing. He did not move, he did not make a sound, and his hard as steel cock was frozen deep, deep in my bowels. Oh shit, I thought to myself, is he having a heart attack, what's going on? Is he ok? Then, I sensed a change, a twitch in his balls, and then the flood gates opened. A guttural groan escaped his lips, and he emptied his voluminous load into my ass. His body convulsed above me, as shot after shot flew into my ass. With no where to go, his dick was taking up most of the space, his cum erupted back out of my hole and dripped down the crack of my ass. Eventually we both started to calm down, his dick started to deflate, and he was finally forced out by my exhausted sphincter muscles.'
`After that, I knew I was hooked on dick. Dirk and I continued to fuck around for the little bit of summer that was left, he even let me fuck him the night before he headed off to Rice University. The first and last time Dirk and I fucked still rank as the best sex I have ever had. With some inside knowledge from Dirk, I knew which guys were willing cock suckers around the locker room, and quickly claimed my rightful place at the top. Meanwhile, Mary and I continued to date throughout high school, but sort of split up when I enrolled here at UT. She followed her brothers down to Rice. My only regret, is that I never tried to tag ol' Mrs. Crawford's tight little ass, Dirk swore it was still ranked as one of his personal bests.'
"Well, Pop, after that story, both Jason and I were pretty charged up, both of us had raging hard-ons, and I did notice that he had somehow worked his way onto the couch with me, and was sitting pretty close. What happened next, though, I will have to tell you tomorrow, `cause I'm starting to fade pretty fast. I know talking to you like this when you're dead and all, would make most people think I'm crazy, but I don't know who else I can talk to. Reverend Ellis promised me after your funeral that you were still around, but that you just have a new address."
"I love you, Dad, and I'll be calling on you soon to tell you the rest. Hopefully, the two of us can work out what's going on in my brain."