Before you read this i want to apologize for such a long wait for part 4. i had to return my last computer asfter purchasing it and was having issues with new one as well as my internet. i'm actually up to prt 7 right now nad hope to have that finished soon now that my computer is in full working order. i've also bene enjoying the compliments ive been getting so keep them coming, and i'm working on the spacing thing, so thnks guys. enjoy.
He opened a drawer and pulled out a plastic container of Vaseline. "Uhh, what are you planning on.. ." "What do you think?" he said with a smile. He got back on the bed. Taking a good sized glob in his hand, he proceeded to smear it all over my throbbing cock. "Have you ever done this before?" I asked as he gave me a pretty decent hand job with the Vaseline. "Does it look like I've done this before?" Once he was sure he was thorough on me, he handed me the tub. "Your turn," he said as he turned around, shoving his ass in my face. I pulled out a large glob. Spreading his ass apart, I began spreading it all around his hole. Once my hand and his hole were fairly well covered, I stuck a finger in him to see how tight he was. I gave him a good fingering and decided that he may have done this before, but not very many times. I certainly wasn't about to try two fingers, I'll put it that way. After exercising his tight hole for a few minutes I withdrew.
He got up and went back to kneeling above me. Taking hold of my cock, he guided it to his ass, sliding the tip of my head to his hole. He guided the tip in and slowly lowered himself onto it until my cock disappeared inside him and his ass was flush against my groin. His cock was growing harder now, the tip of his head resting against my naval. I put my hands on his thighs, rubbing them thoroughly as he began to thrust on me. Moving himself up and down, slowly and a little at first, he picked up momentum. Once he was pulling up enough that most of my cock was out before he came back down, I began to thrust as well, moving in motion to him. His cock was growing as I fucked him, and I grabbed hold of it and stroked him as he continued sliding on my cock. I started pumping at his cock furiously, trying to give him a hand job, but I sucked at them unless it was on me, so I stopped. I placed my hands around his waist, bracing him as we both began to moan. He began jerking himself, putting his other hand on the bed to steady himself. Suddenly I began to feel the pull from down inside my sack, and I knew I was going to climax soon. "Keep going," I said in a heated whisper. "Almost there." He continued riding me at a fast pace, and jerking him self even faster. I felt my load coming up. I groaned in pleasure as I felt myself shoot inside him. Five, six loads pumped into his ass and down my cock. He must have felt it be cause he slowed down his rhythm, now focusing on himself. Still sitting on me, he worked himself for another minute before shooting his load onto my chest.
We stopped moving, sitting there, now extra tired. He finally came off me and went to the other side of the room. "Stay there," he said as he began to look through some things. "I don't think I'm going anywhere," I said as I motioned towards the large amount of juice that covered my chest, as well was the Vaseline and cum mixture that covered my cock. He came back with a towel, climbing onto the bed and wiping my cock clean. He leaned over and licked the cum off my abs until they glistened with his saliva. He moved north, sucking on my neck a little before kissing me passionately again, and I kissed him back. He sat up on his knees and quickly cleaned himself up before climbing into the bed under the covers. His double bed was more than enough for both of us, and I followed suit. We lied there together, staring at each other while our hands gently explored each other's bodies again before falling asleep.
(Part 5)
I awoke the next morning fairly early. I rolled over behind me to where the nightstand was to look at the clock. 8:30. It was too damn early for how late I'd been up. I turned back to realize that Gene had his back to me, snuggled in close, my cock pressed up against his ass. I was tempted to play with him, but it was too early, and he was still sleeping. I ran my hand over his chest a few times, so smooth, before running my hand down to his cock. I grabbed it and played with it a bit without teasing it too much, and it plumped in my hand. Kissing the back of his neck, I rested my hand on his groin just above his tool, where his pubes would be if he had any, and shortly nodded back off to sleep.
I awoke again a bit later, only to find myself in the bed alone. I looked at the clock again. 10 AM, I'd been asleep another hour and a half. I sat up in the bed, looking around the room with what little light came in from behind the small windows near the ceiling. There was a dresser across from the foot of the bed with a smaller TV than the one in the other room and to the left of the bed was a desk with a computer which was turned off. I sat up a little more, and suddenly the door opened, and Gene walked in all wet and his hair soaked, a towel wrapped around his waist. He looked a bit surprised to see me awake before that big goofy grin spread across his face.
"Mornin' sunshine!" he said as he walked over to the bed. I stayed where I was, admiring him and his body. He stood at the foot of the bed just smiling. "You are so beautiful, you know that?" He undid his towel, drying himself off. His cock, now visible, showed in the light in all its glory, and was easily the most beautiful I'd ever seen. It may not have been perfectly proportioned to his body or the biggest one I'd ever seen, but it was just perfect with those two balls, which were slightly shrunk up inside their sack. He dried himself off better before climbing onto the bed, crawling up to me until he straddled my body with his. He was on all fours, his face half an inch from mine. You know, I don't know what was better," he said as he moved in even closer until the tips of our noses touched. "The sex last night.. ." and with that, he leaned in and kissed me, a quick one with a little tongue, but nothing major, "or the way I woke up this morning, our bodies together, your arm wrapped around me." He got off the bed as I continued sitting there, a nice smile spreading over my face as I finally realized I'd found someone who enjoyed more than just the sex. He went over to his dresser and began rummaging through to find his clothes for the day. I admired his cute, tight little as until I suddenly heard a loud, manly voice coming from the other room.
"Hey, Gene!" SHIT, it was his friend Jared! "Shit dude we are so busted!" I whispered as I jumped out of bed. Realizing all my clothes were still in the other room, I picked up the first pair of boxers on the floor I could find, dirty or not. I began to try to slide into them. I got them to about my knees when the door opened, and Jared walked in. I look of horror washed over me as he walked in, looking at me with a bit of surprise, before looking over at Gene. I followed his gaze to find Gene still rummaging through his drawer buck naked. "Oh, my bad, I didn't realize..." he trailed off. Gene looked towards him as he pulled a pair of blue boxers out of the drawer. "Nah, its cool, what's up?" he asked as he pulled his underwear up over himself. While Jared was distracted I decided to do the same. What the hell was going on here? He didn't even look surprised. "Oh, nothing, just making sure we were still no for today?" "Yeah, absolutely. Just let me take him home, I'll call you later." "Ok, later man," and with that Jared left the room. By this time Gene had found a pair of shorts to put on, and he began to. I watched Jared walk through the other room, observing my clothes, well our clothes, on the floor before making his way up the stairs, glancing at me with a look of amusement before he disappeared up the step. "What the fuck was that?!" I asked as Gene slipped into a tee shirt he had found. "What, Jared? He knows. He's the only one of my friends that knows, well other than you now. Actually, we started with each other, but he stayed straight while I strayed. We still play every once in a while but not very often, only when he's "in the mood." "Wow, really?" that really got my juices going. Gene was fucking hot, but Jared was hotter. "Come on, get dressed," he said motioning towards the other room. "I'd lend you my clothes but we've already established they don't fit," he said looking down at the tiny ass pair of boxers I'd managed to squeeze into. They hugged my body tightly, showing my ass and my other features predominantly.
"That's ok," I said as I walked up to him and put my arms around him, "you fit me just fine." We locked lips again, passionately this time, for a few minutes before he broke it off. "Come on, let's go," he said, leading me back to the living room area. The movie from the night before was still on at the main menu screen, and my clothes lied all over the floor mixed with his shirt and the ones he'd lent me. Jared had to have known there was someone here, looking at all this mess, so why would he come in? To see who it was? I gathered Gene would have told him anyway. It troubled me a bit as a forced off the boxers I had forced on earlier. Gene watched me as I picked up my clothes, naked none the less, and I watched staring at me-well, certain parts of me- as I dressed.
"You want a picture? It'll last longer," I said a bit smartly as I pulled my boxers up over my cock. He broke his gaze and looked me in the eye with a smile. "Nah, its ok, I'll see it again soon," he said as he turned his look back to my package. "What, you think I'm some kind of whore?" I said with a faux serious tone. He looked up at me with a concerned look on his face but I couldn't hold it and I laughed a bit, and so did he. I slid into my jeans and pulled them up to my waist, but before I could do anymore he walked up to me, putting his arms around my naked torso. I returned the kiss and put my arms around him as well, reaching them up the back of his shirt. We held the kiss, and his hand migrated south, slipping into my jeans, and he began fondling me, stroking me so that I started getting firmer.
"Uh-uh," I said with my mouth as we continued kissing, until he broke it off, giving me a dirty look. "We'll have plenty of time for that later. I want to too, but right now I have to get home." He backed off a bit, looking a little hurt. As I buttoned and zipped my pants, I walked over to him. "We'll just continue another time, ok?" I said as I reached down and stroked his clearly growing boner. I kissed him on the lips, and then returned to getting dressed. Once I was fully clothed again, we departed, and he took me home.