This is a story of sex between two teenagers. It was inspired by a very rainy day in NYC. This is fiction, nobody's getting any STD without the author's approval. Life ain't like that, be careful. Comments welcomed: Eagleman_50@hotmail.com
It was one of those cold dreary Sundays in NYC that everyone uses as an excuse to stay in bed; and Adam was no exception. He pulled the covers tighter, snuggled down further and tried to sleep. He was grateful his grandmother hadn't bothered him about going to church that morning. He had heard her leave and figured she would be gone all day. He knew her schedule - first she got picked up and rode from Manhattan to Brooklyn; then, she ate dinner after morning service, stayed for the evening service and finalle, got a ride back at night. He knew her schedule because he had done it with her so many times. Now that he was eighteen she let him miss a few Sundays, but not many. Actually he didn't mind it, because he had met Trevor at church, not to mention Andrew and Cory.
That was another reason Adam wanted to stay in bed - he and Cory had missed each other yesterday. Their plans were great, but somehow he went one way and Cory went the other. If there ever was true love, it was between he and Cory. They had finally hooked up by phone in the evening, but it was too late to get together for anything and Cory had to work on Sunday. Adam was annoyed, he had wanted to see Cory so badly, but it just wasn't to be. He tried not to think of what might have been, it would only get him all worked up and more horny than he was.
He listened to the continual clatter of the rain against the window and tried to keep his thoughts from wandering to Cory, but it was difficult. At eighteen his body had a mind of its own and its mind was on sex, hot mansex.
Adam was, at eighteen, 6'2'', 175lbs. He was wiry and tough. He was on the high school track team and his legs were long and muscled. He was a handsome dark complexioned black kid with short curly hair, thick black eyebrows, a neatly trimmed mustache and loads of body hair. He was very friendly, always smiling and reaching out to others so that he had a lot of friends. Most of his friends were in the dark concerning his sexual orientation, but there a few who knew where his real interests lay. Finding partners was no problem for Adam, partly because he was handsome and friendly and partly because he was rather agressive and straightforward.
Adam turned over in the bed and started to reach for his long, hard cock. He figured he would stroke it slowly, reach a powerful climax and then he would be able to get to sleep. Just as his hand grasped his tool he heard someone yelling in the hallway. Adam was not the type to stand back and not help someone in trouble so he jumped out of bed, grabbed his robe and ran to the door. He had already determined that the yelling was coming from someone who was on his floor and near his door. He looked through the eyehole but couldn't see anything so he cracked the door. The only one he saw was Carlos, a Hispanic teenager whose family had recently moved into the apartment across the floor. They hadn't formally met, but they knew each other from the elevator and the lobby. They had smiled and nodded from time to time, and they knew each other's name, but they had never really conversed.
"Yo, whatzup with you, Carlos?"
"Adam, ain't nobody openin' the door at my place. Sorry, man, didn't mean to disturb you.
"How do you know their home, did you knock?"
"Yeah, did all that. Nobody said anything about goin' out."
"You wanna come in and use the phone?"
"Thanks, I'll try that."
Carlos came in and called his house.
"No answer, their really out. I wonder what's goin' on?"
"Dunno, man. You can crash here if you want."
"Thanks. Don't wanna disturb you, Adam, I mean, you sleepin' or something? Don't look like you got anything on under that robe."
"Peekin' kind hard ain't you, dude? You right, though, nothin' on." Adam smiled as he looked at the handsome teenager.
"I'm always peekin' at somebody lookin' as good as you." Carlos grinned back at Adam who was chuckling at his last comment and beginning to size up the situation.
"I think I'm the one that oughta be peekin, you the one lookin' nice, Carlos. Come on in, you can watch TV."
"Rather watch you, dude." Carlos's grin got bigger as Adam began to realize what a tease this kid was.
"Hey, Carlos, ain't you 'fraid to come on like that, I mean, I might alert all your homeboys about your proclivities."
"Big word, man. Don't know about havin' any pro-cli-vi-ties or whatever, but I do know you nice and I like it. I been around, Adam. You ain't gonna tell, I know you cool, man. You wouldn't do that to a dude, right?"
"You right about that, Carlos, you can trust me. I'm just playin' with you, handsome."
"You can play with me all you want, Adam."
"Shit, man, you too much!"
"Listen, Adam, I been watchin' you ever since we moved in. I like your style. If this ain't you, fine, I'll just watch TV until my folks come and I'm outta here. If it is, then we can get it on and have a good time. From the looks of that bulge in your robe, this is your thing." Carlos laughed as he looked down at Adam's crotch.
Adam opened his robe and let it slide off his slender frame. His cock, which was gradually lengthening, was beginning to drip precum. He smiled as Carlos started undressing. He watched the Hispanic teenager as he removed each piece of clothing, all the while keeping his eyes on Adam. Carlos was, at seventeen, 6' tall. He weighed about 180 pounds and was muscled in the right places. His pecs showed natural development and his biceps were beginning to bulge. Like, Adam, his body was covered with black hair, only his was straight and Adam's was curly. Carlos had thick black hair which was cut short and complimented his grey eyes. His cock, an inch shorter than Adam's, was eight inches and sticking straight out of a thick bush of black hair. Without any hesitation he walked into Adam's arms, put his lips to his and took his tongue into his mouth. Adam's tongue reached in and began dancing with Carlos'. Hands began roaming and feeling in all the right places. Adam went straight for Carlos' ass mounds and grasped them gently, kneading them with his hands and outlining their shape with his fingers. He liked the feel of the teenager's body against his and pulled him in closer so that their dicks began pressing together. There was no music playing but their bodies were grinding together in a way that indicated a rhythmic flow. They stood there, lost in the flow of their bodies, tongues playing and thrashing, dicks pushing and pulling and hands caressing. Just as he felt himself reaching that plateau of feeling, Adam stepped back, took a breath and looked into Carlos' eyes.
"Man, you hot. Where you been all my life?"
"Waitin',Adam. Been watchin' you for awhile, just hopin' that maybe, maybe. Shit, this is nice!"
"You right about that, handsome! C'mon." Adam and Carlos picked up the clothes and moved into his bedroom. The room was semi-dark because of the overcast sky and the drawn shades. Adam pulled Carlos to the bed and watched as he lay down, moving into the center. Adam lay down next to him and then sighed as Carlos climbed on top, and began grinding his pelvis into his.
"Know what I like, Adam?" Carlos had raised up and was looking at Adam, grinning, his eyes sparkling with a hint of gleeful mischief.
"No, man. What you like, dude." Adam caught the playfulness and grinned back at the handsome kid.
"I like to fuck and be fucked. I like big black dicks. I like doin' it, man!" Carlos chuckled and kissed Adam gently.
"Then you got just what you like, Carlos, you got it all. Whoa, man, you some hot shit!" Adam's hands went back to Carlos jutting rump and patted it. Then he let his hands move up Carlos' back, caressing him gently, patting him and touching him erotically. With one hand he touched Carlos on the cheek, caressing him lovingly, and looking deep into his eyes while kissing him on the cheek, the neck and wherever else he could reach. Carlos just lay in his arms, enjoying the attention he was getting and loving the feel of their bodies pressing together.
After awhile Adam moved out from under Carlos, turned him over on his stomach and got between his legs. He bent over and began kissing him on the neck, gradually easing his way down his back until he got to his asscheeks. With a hand on each cheek, he kneaded them, pushed them, and grasped mounds of flesh in his hands. Then he spread the cheeks and looked at the little hole deep in the hairy valley. This was the place he wanted to be. He bent over, put his head into the crack, whiffed the aroma and put his tongue to the hole. He licked it and assaulted it with his appendage, tasting the teenager as if he were a lollipop. He let his tongue lick back and forth over the hole, stopping to push in and snake his tongue just inside his anus, setting him on fire with his oral attack. Carlos kept lifting his ass trying to get more of the hot tongue into his hungry hole and Adam kept it up, listening to Carlos' moans of passion as he tongued him deep. When he felt he had done enough, he raised up, looked at the beautifully jutting buns and then lay down on Carlos' back. Carlos felt the big dick pressing into his asscrack and pushed back to meet it. Adam began moving up and down on his back, letting his dick move along the crevice of the shapely ass below him. He looked down between their bodies and saw his dick head moving along the track of Carlos crack like a big black locomotive, dripping precum as it moved.
Finally, he reached over to his nightstand and got the tube of lube, raising up, he squeezed some onto his hand and lubricated his thick shaft.
"Spread those cheeks, man, I got get some stuff in there." Carlos reached around and pulled his asscheeks apart, revealing his little hole. Adam squeezed some lube into the hole and used his finger to spread it around. Then he grabbed his cock, put it in place and pushed in. He kept pushing until his rod was firmly sheathed in the velvet passage. When he felt Adam lay down on his back, Carlos knew he had the entire shaft buried to the hilt in his hot ass. He squeezed his muscles to let Adam know he was ready and he smiled as Adam moaned in response.
Adam took his time, he was in no rush as he humped into the slimy hole beneath him. He liked the feel of the tight passage with its slickness and heat. He started slowly but gained momentum as he went. He was pushing and pulling faster and faster as the tight hole beckoned him to an orgasmic encounter. Carlos had been right when he said he had been around, he knew how to squeeze and release with the best of them. His muscled anus gripped Adam's invading rod with every push and then released with every pull. Adam pushed, Carlos pulled, Carlos pushed, Adam pulled, they were moving together, flowing like one body, joined by a big black cock that wouldn't stop. The raindrops were hitting the window in a regular rhythm and Adam's cock was brushing against Carlos' prostate in the same kind of rhythm. It was pushing Carlos over an orgasmic threshold that he knew would be powerful.
"Hot ass, hot ass!" Adam whispered into Carlos' ear.
"Shit, man, this is jood! Fuck meeeeeeeee! Yeah!"
"Get ready for my stuff, man, you gonna get it all, baby!" Adam knew he was about to shoot his load. He was slamming in a frenzy, his snakelike dick reaching in and pulling out in quick jabs.
"Yeahhhhhhhhhhh, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, Carlosssssssssssss!" Adam came first, his dick emptying one load after another into the depths of Carlos' being.
"Adammmmmmmmmmmmm, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh, oh shittttttttttttttt!" Carlos' cock stiffened and then blew its load, messing up the sheets with his sticky cum.
They cleaned up the bed and themselves and lay back down. Carlos lay back and listened to the raindrops and then turned to Adam.
"Hey, man, it's my turn, right?" Carlos was holding his hard dick, stroking it gently.
"I was wondering what you were waiting for." Adam smiled and handed Carlos the lube.
This time Adam lay on his back with his knees against his chest and Carlos on top of him. Carlos pushed his lubed cock in slowly, taking his time, making sure he got every inch in before he started humping. Once in, he waited for Adam to adjust and then began his assault on his hot ass. Just as Adam had done, he took his time. He used his position to power fuck his handsome black friend with deep strokes that plowed through his tight tunnel like a train on a mission. Every stroke touched the right spot and got a moaning response from Adam. He held Carlos tightly in his arms, raised his tight ass and received his offering of hard cock.
"Oh, man, this is one sweet tight ass." Carlos had raised up and was looking down at his cock as it eased into the narrow opening. He had also slowed down. He was pulling all the way out, looking at the distended hole and then pushing back in, but he was doing it in slow motion. He was humping from the hips, his body leaning forward as his arms held Adam's legs far apart. This slow motion fuck enabled him to last even longer and give more pleasure. When he got ready he resumed slamming, ready to go all the way.
"Get ready, dude. I'm gonna fill your hot ass like you filled mine."
"I'm ready, man. Do it, yeah, do it!"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh, ohhhhhhhhhhhhh shittttttttttttttt!"
"My Goddddddddddddddd, Carlosssssssssssssssss!"
Both teenagers came, shuddering and moaning as they erupted again and again.
When it was over they lay in the bed under the covers enjoying the feel of their warm bodies together. Carlos wasn't interested in when his family was coming home, he had found something better to do on a rainy day. Adam had momentarily forgotten about Cory and his grandmother. He liked rainy days, especially when they brought little surprises like hot Carlos and his beautiful body.