Edmund lived down the street from me. He was 18, 6'4 and looked like he didnt weigh more than 140 pounds. He was very cute, with blue eyes and black curly hair. I used to hire him to do odd jobs around the house. In public, he was an introvert, but when he worked for me he was very friendly and personable. His main drawback was his body odor. Even with that, as soon as he left, I'd be jerking off thinking about him.
Edmund confided in me that his parents were getting a divorce, and he was going to have to find another place to live. He was distraught because he didn't have a job that paid him enough to afford rent, and he didn't know what he was going to do. He had graduated from High School, but didn't have any plans. I suggested he move in with me. He told me he couldn't afford rent and I said he could live with me for free if he did work projects around the house, and kept me company. He was excited, and showed up at my door an hour later with two suitcases that had all his worldly possessions. He put his stuff away, and sat in the living room with me and watched TV. He had hairy legs but smooth arms. I wanted to see under his shorts, but didn't know how to make it happen.
It had gotten dark outside, and it was hot and muggy, so I suggested we go for a swim in the backyard. I got a couple of big towels, but Edmund said he didn't feel like swimming. I said it was hot and the pool would be very refreshing. Edmund looked down and said he didn't have a swimsuit. I told him if he didn't mind we could go naked. He looked shocked, but I said it was dark out and no one could see us, and it would feel really good. Edmund nodded that it would be OK, and we started getting undressed. I took off my shirt, and watched him take off his shirt. He had a smooth chest, but a nice treasure trail going down from his navel. What got me going was the dense hair he had under his arms. I took off my shorts and briefs, and saw him checking me out. He took off his shorts and admired how well he filled out his cum stained briefs. He blushed and I said we were both guys, so he slid off his briefs. He had big low hanging balls, and a long soft cock, that looked to be 5 inches. It was surrounded by a very thick black bush. He saw me staring at his cock, and I said lets go swimming, so we went outside and jumped in the pool We swam for a while, then got out and I threw him a towel and we sat on the lounge chairs by the pool. I put the towel under me and he watched and did the same. I said that felt good, and he agreed.
Edmund asked me why I was staring at him before we went in the pool. I told him I hoped we could always be honest with eachother, and he said we could, so I told him I just thought he had a beautiful body. He said he was too skinny, and I told him I thought he looked great. I asked him if he felt funny being naked with me, and he said he did at first, because he was never naked with anyone before, but as he got used to it, he was comfortable with it. I told him I was glad, because I like swimming naked, and didnt want him to feel weird about it. He said he liked swimming naked.
As we at on the lounge chairs in the dim light, I was able to look at his cock and hairy crotch. I thought he couldn't tell I was looking, but then he asked me why I was looking at his cock. I asked if he minded me looking and he said it was OK, he just wanted to know why. I told him I was looking for two reasons. First, I had never seen an uncut cock close up before, and was curious about it, and second, his cock was really big, and I was wondering how big it was when it was hard. He smiled proudly and said he never measured it, but if I wanted, I could see it sometime when its hard, and then he giggled. I asked if he really wouldn't mind, and he said if it would satisfy my curiosity, it was fine with him. I was surprised he didn't mind, but wasn't going to argue with him. We went in the house and sat in the living room, still naked.
I asked if I could examine his uncut cock and he said yes and stood in front of me. I asked if he ever let anyone handle his body before. He said only the doctor during exams. I asked why he didn't mind me handling his cock. He said he was flattered I found him interesting. I told him I really did, and held his soft cock in one hand and his big balls in the other. I commented that his balls were heavy. He let out a very soft moan as I felt them. I pulled back his foreskin, moving it back and forth. I commented how cool it was. He told me it felt really good when I did that. I told him I liked making him feel good. I felt his cock start to grow in my hand. He looked embarrassed, and I asked if I could make him hard so I could see how big he gets when he's hard. He was semi hard already, and I was holding his cock in my hand, so he said it was OK. He moved his legs a bit further apart, and I wrapped my hand around his cock and started stroking him, watching his foreskin retract easily. He closed his eyes and moaned as I stroked him and gently tugged on his balls and played with his pubes.
When he was fully hard, Edmund had a nine inch cock. It looked to be almost three fingers wide. I kept stroking him, and told him he had the nicest cock I had ever seen. I told him I felt honored that he let me handle it. He asked why I felt honored. I told him because most guys dont let you handle their cocks. He said he knew, but he liked that I enjoy feeling it so much, and he likes how it feels when I handle his cock. I was still stroking him, and feeling behind his balls, massaging his hairy taint.
I said he must shoot a lot of cum when he cums. He said he does, I asked what he cums in when he cums. He said sometime he shoots it into the toilet, sometimes into a sock or his breifs. I asked if he ever eats his own cum. He was quiet, and I said a lot of guys eat their own cum, and that I eat mine. Edmund said sometimes he jerks off and tries shooting it into his own mouth. I asked if he liked it, and he said he did. I told him if he wouldn't mind, I'd love to see him cum, so I could see how much he shot, and if he didn't mind, I'd like to see what it tasted like. He looked at me strangely and I said I just wanted to see if it tasted different from mine. He said that would be cool and wanted to know what he should cum into, since it was a lot of cum. I got a cum from a coffee table, and said he could cum in that. His crotch was getting sweaty and let out a sweet aroma. He was breathing heavily and knew he was about to shoot. His cock started to throb and the cum gushed out of him. It was more than two mouthfuls, and thick. As he started to get soft, I gently caressed his balls. I took his warm cum, and tasted it and said it was really good, and drank it as he watched me. He giggled and said he never thought he'd see someone want to eat his cum.
As we sat on the couch, Edmund said he really enjoyed that. I told him I did too and that I'd love making him feel good like that any time he wanted. He giggled nervously and I asked why he was giggling. He said it was just that no one ever tried to make him feel good like that before. I said I only do that for someone I really like a lot. He blushed and said he liked me too. I told him I know ways guys can make guys feel even better than the way I made him feel just now. I said in time, if he let me continue playing with his cock, I'd show him. He said if I wanted, I could play with his cock anytime. (Thats what I wanted to hear).
While we were talking, I gently stroked my cock. He said if I got to stroke his cock, he should be able to stroke mine. I stood up in front of him as he wrapped his hand around my cock and stroked me hard. He said he never handled another guy's cock before. I asked how he liked it, and he said he liked how it felt in his hand. He felt my balls like i felt his, and I felt myself getting to the edge. I told him I was going to cum and he stroked me faster. He said he wan ted to see how mine tasted. He positioned his mouth in front of my cock and I shot in his mouth and on his chest. I watched him taste and swallow it. I asked how it was, and he said he liked it. I
Edmund went to his room to get dressed, and I took his dirty clothes to the laundry room. I held back his briefs that smelled like he had been wearing them a couple of days. They had a strong crotch scent to them. I put them in my room so I could sniff them later. I put on shorts and a tee shirt and made us some dinner. Edmund came out in some shorts and no shirt. I coudn't believe that a short time ago he let me jerk him off and eat his cum. While we sat and ate our dinner, Edmund said he had been thinking, and asked if I really liked playing with his cock. I told him I did. He said he liked it too and said since he was letting him live here, I could play with his cock anytime I wanted. I asked if he was afraid I'd throw him out if he said I couldn't play with his cock. He said he thought about it. I told him he didn't have to do anything with me to stay at my place. He smiled and said he was glad, but if I wanted to play with his cock, I could anyway, because he liked how it felt when I handled him. I told him I wanted to do other things with him that would make him feel even better. He asked what I liked about his cock, and I said I thought he was a very sexy guy. He giggled again and asked if seeing him naked gave me a hardon. I smiled and said every time.
He got a devilish grin and slid off his shorts, standing before me naked. His long soft cock hanging below his big balls. I started feeling his cock and balls and slid off my shorts. My cock was starting to grow. He started stroking my cock again and I just stood there enjoying him feeling my cock. He started feeling my chest, and i put my hands behind my head as he played with my pits. I got lost in the feeling and realized he liked messing around with me as much as I liked messing around with him.
I asked if he wanted to go to my bedroom with me, and he nodded so I took him to my room and we lay in the bed. We lay in bed together for a long time, just enjoying the feel of each other. His cock got hard as it pressed against my leg, and he asked if he could sleep with me tonight. I realized it wasn't just sexual, but he had lost his family and needed someone who would be there for him. To be honest, I enjoyed feeling him cling to me as well. I told him he could sleep in my bed with me every night if he wanted, but I only had one rule: We had to agree to share our bodies together and we could do whatever we wanted with each other providing there was no pain, and the other person agreed. He said he got horny all the time, so I should be ready for a lot of use. I laughed and we lay there feeling each other's chests. i lifted his arm and sniffed his hairy pits and started licking them. I got hard playing with his hairy pits. He watched and smiled as licked them. As I played with his cock, his cock started to get hard. He moaned slightly. I sucked his nipples which gave him new feelings and made him squirm. I asked if he liked what I was doing, and he said it was hot that I liked his body. He said it made him feel more masculine. I told him his body hair was very masculine and got me hard.
I moved down his torso, enjoying the feel of his thick bush, and massaging his hairy inner thighs. I held his hard leaky cock and pulled back the foreskin. He watched as I licked around his cock head and took his cock in my mouth, moving up and down his shaft, until his pubes were in my face. I could feel his cock down my throat, and he watched in amazement as I took his whole cock inside my mouth. I pulled halfway off his cock and kept sucking while my hand moved between his legs and I felt his velvety hairy balls and the carpet of hair that ran from his balls to his ass. He moaned loudly that he was going to cum and I kept sucking him and felt the underside of his cock throb as load after load of sweet cum was pumped into my mouth. I swallowed as quickly as I could and managed to get it all. He remarked that I must love his cum a lot. I told him I wanted all the cum he could give me. He laughed and half jokingly said if I wanted, he wouldn't jerk off anymore and just let me suck him. I told him I'd love that. He said OK but he usually jerks off four to five times a day. I said I'd like it all. I pulled his legs up on his chest and asked him to hold them. I massaged the hairy undersides of his thighs, and watched him enjoy it. I moved between his legs and sucked his massive hairy balls one at a time while I heard him moan. I started licking the hairy area between his balls and his ass. I loved how hairy he was, and Edmund was enjoying the attention. I followed his hairy trail down to his puckered hole and started licking it. He moaned loudly as my tongue entered his asshole and moved in and out of him.
After spending a long time enjoying his crotch, I scooted around along side him. His cock was hard and leaking again. I told Edmund how very much I loved his body and how much I appreciated him sharing his masculinity with me. He giggled a little and said he loved how I took so much pleasure in his body. I stroked his cock and started sucking him again. His musky scent was like a drug. I was intoxicated. Edmund watched closely as I sucked him and swallowed all the cum he pumped into my mouth. He fell asleep next to me, his body wrapped around me.
For the next few days, Edmund made himself available to be drained of cum. I loved sucking his cock and he loved me sucking him. Sometimes he didn't even want to be sucked. He was more than happy to have me lick and rimm him. I was facinated by his hairy crotch and ass and spent what seemed like hours playing with them. Each I emptied him of at least four big loads of cum, and savored every drop. I loved sharing my bed with Edmund and loved us sharing our bodies.
One evening, we were laying in bed. Edmund had his hands behind his head while I was playing with his thick dark armpit hair. I moved one hand down to his crotch and played with his thick dark pubes. I told him how sexy he was. His cock was starting to get hard and he said it excited him that his body was such a turn on for me. I was laying on my back with my legs spread and asked him to get on top of me. He lay on top of me and almost instinctively started thrusting his hard cock into my crotch. I moaned in pleasure and he said he wished I was a girl right now. I said if he wanted, he could treat me like a girl. He asked if I was serious, and I said yeah. He played with my tits and pressed his big full lips to mine and tongue kissed me. We were both enjoying the feelings when he said if I was a girl he would fuck me. I said if he wanted, it would be hot if he fucked me. He again asked if I was serious. I told him there was no one I would rather have inside me than him. I positioned his hard dripping cock with my hand at my hole. I felt his precum making my hole slippery and told him to push in and out gently. Before long, he was inside me balls deep. My ass closed in around his cock and he shook with pleasure. As he moved in and out of me, I wrapped my legs around him and moaned as his thick long cock rode over my prostate in and out. We kissed as he thrust his manhood inside me as far as he could go. I started to cum without touching myself. Edmund thrust harder and faster, and said he loved fucking me as I felt him unloading his cum inside me. He stayed inside me until he went soft. I sucked his cock clean and thanked him. He thanked me and said that was the best orgasm he ever had. We fell asleep together.
I woke up in the morning to Edmund jerking me off. I was surprised and asked what brought this on. He said he figured if I was letting him fuck me, the least he could do is get me off too. I asked how he liked it and he said he was OK with it but it didn't do anything for him. He just wanted to please me. I told him doing what we had been doing pleased me very much, that I just liked him sharing himself with me. He grinned and said he needed to share his manhood with me now, and pointed to his rock hard morning wood. I repositioned myself so we were spooning with him behind me. I moved my legs so his cock had easy access to my hole. I felt him press his hard cock against my asshole. I moaned as he slid his cock inside me, feeling his bush against my ass cheeks. He wrapped his arms around me, enveloping me in his manly scent as he thrust his long thick manhood deep inside me. I moaned as he filled my ass with his cock. He said he loved fucking me and moaned over and over. I felt him tense up and shoot his load deep inside me. When I was done, I got off him and he got up to pee. He came back, looked at my hard cock and started stroking me. He got me off in a couple of minutes and ate my cum. We got dressed and started our day.
In the afternoon, Edmund mowed the lawn. He came inside, glistening with sweat. As he drank a cold glass of water, I unzipped his shorts and pulled them down. His cock was sweaty and had a strong odor I found irresistable. I started sucking him as he ran his hands through my hair. He said he was really horny and asked if he could fuck me. I asked if he wanted to shower first, and he said he wanted to do it now. I dropped my shorts and bent over the kitchen counter. He grabbed my hips and thrust his hard cock inside me, fucking me hard and fast. He kept saying "Oh yeah, I love fucking your ass." He lasted about four minutes and shot his load inside me. When he was done, we showered and soaped each other up. While we soaped each other, Edmund said one of the things he loved about living with me was that he got to fuck me any time he wanted. I told him I liked that he wanted to fuck me a lot. Edmund loved "discovering" new ways to fuck me. Even though he had just fucked me twenty minutes ago, he had me lean against the shower wall, and slid his soapy cock in my ass. He reached around me and jerked my soapy cock as I heard the slap of his body against my ass as he fucked me with his soap lubed cock. I stood there enjoying every thrust of his cock, and feeling the hard spray of his cum inside me. We showered off and dried ourselves and collapsed on my bed. Edmund suggested we spend the say seeing how many times we could fuck in a day. He fucked me six times. I was so sore, I could hardly walk.
Edmund lived with me for a year and a half. He moved in with his dad when he finally got settled. I still miss him.