Summer 2005
Part 3
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This story is for my beloved friend Saurabh!
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Mohammed left me and I rubbed my flaccid cock until I had a full hard on. With my other hand I cupped my still smooth balls. I slowly moved the skin over my cock head and closed my eyes. I moaned with pleasure.
Man this fells so good.
I was imagining Mohammed's strong body beside me. I jerked my cock faster now, remembering my first gay man fuck. He lifting my legs, spreading me wide, taking my virgin ass. Mohammed's juice is still dripping from my open stretched ass hole. His big strong body, his beautiful man cock. He let me fuck him in the shower and he took my ass on this, my bed!
The taste of his salty cock is still in my mouth. Those sweet lips and fighting tongue. My ass hurts and is still dripping, but I love it. His beautiful nectar is gold on my lips.
I loved to touch him, to feel his power. Mohammed is great!
My cock starts to get hard... I stroke it harder now. I open my smooth legs and play with my hard teen cock. Well, dreaming about Mohammed, his image in my mind. I feel it, feel his strong body. I groan,
"Oh fuck..."
My cum gushes out of my cock. Cum that had been stored up in my little boy balls after I came for him, with him, Mohammed! I still can't believe it but my cock was deep inside his manly ass.
He made me a man. I am not a teen boy any more. I am proud to fuck him. I am proud he fucked me.
I smell my pillow and smell him. Well I am a strange boy, I tasted the cum of my belly. Not bad at all, salty strange. I am sometimes very weird.
I load my bike with the empty beer cans and drive them to the recycle centre. I clean my room and the bathroom. Mom will be proud.
My big brother came home and went to his room, busy with his girls. Mom and Dad came back... I tried to act normal. We had supper and I felt strange.
At 8 pm the door bell rang.
I nearly got a stroke when Mohammed was there. He was standing there in his full glory. Well, dressed, like a real star basketball player. He asked my Mom,
"Is Angelo home, Madame?"
They laughed and made jokes. He is so mature!
I feel like a little boy. Thanks Heaven, my brother Chris is out, he is always making fun of me in difficult situations. I walk down with shaking knees.
I see him my hero and give him a smile.
He takes me in his strong arms. I smell him and look at the wet hairs in his arm pits. Oh, my heaven, I am getting a boner, he tells my Mom,
"I will train him, all the way."
I don't understand but Mom smiles at me, and said,
"This gentleman is a pro, he will take care of you during our stay in the US.
You both get acquainted. Show your room and the house, hon."
She kissed me and left us.
Mohammed looked down at me and smiled,
"Yes I knew this. Believe me, this will be great. I am puzzled too."
I am shocked and confused, what is going on?
He opens his arms and I press my teen body into his strong chest. I wanted to lick his arm pits, to have my hand at his strong ass, but you can't do that in front of your house. We hugged and tears dripped from my eyes.
"Well, welcome!"
"Thanks, little man! We will have a good time!"
Mohammed lift me from the ground, he hugged me in his strong arms.
"Relax"
I press my face into his neck and relax into his strong body.
His powerful arm is under my bum and he takes me inside the house,
"You are a strong little boy, take another shock. Your parents and brother know I am gay. They hired me, knowing that."
He strokes my skin and smiled,
"You need something very special."
He made me a little boy again. He took me and brought me to my room, took my T and exposed my chest. He played with my little nipples and I was rock hard in a flash. I whispered,
"Man, I need you..."
Standing there my hands in my neck, being his little teen boy. Mohammed laughed.
"You stared at me for hours on the beach. So I threw the football at you..."
I smiled when he continued, "I thought you were one of the sexiest dudes I'd ever seen. I didn't jack off this afternoon, saved it for you."
"Please, do me!"
Mohammed smiled,
"Keep begging me and I will rape you."
"Go ahead, if you think you're man enough," teasing him.
Mohammed laughed and made me stand between his legs. He stripped my shorts down and kissed the outline of my teen cock in my white boxers. Our hands explored each other's body. He took off his black shorts and sleeve less T shirt, revealing his rippled bronze chest and his beautiful hard cock. Mohammed was a real big hunk. We wrapped our arms each other. Mohammed reached down and freed my cock from my white boxers. He pulled them down and we were naked. He plays with my cock...
"You are a horny teen!"
"You are my big stud!"
Our cocks were pressed between our bellies. Mohammed's tongue sucked on my left nipple, then the other. His hot tongue made a trail of saliva down my smooth torso to the soft wiry hair of my crotch.
I groaned, "Please suck me, Mohammed, please, make me come!"
We got on my bed naked and Mohammed sat on my chest. He fed his big cock to my eager lips, my hungry mouth. I sucked his cock. Mohammed lifted up.
"Suck my ass, boy!"
I licked his crack and my tongue darted into his puckered ass hole. Mohammed writhed and groaned.
"Lick my ass, little buddy, then I want you to fuck me again with your little hot teen cock."
I tasted his ass hole and rimmed it. I crawled out from underneath and got on top of him. I licked his tights and buried my face in the hair of his public bush, still licking. I lifted his strong hairy legs in the air and pushed my begging cock into his spit rimmed ass hole. I groaned and felt him on my dripping cock.
I wanted to look into Mohammed's beautiful dark eyes while I fucked him. I pushed my cock into his hot ass and kissed him deep.
With Mohammed's strong hairy legs on my shoulders I gave him it all the way. I looked in his eyes and I fucked my cock in and out of my new found gay friend. It didn't take many fuck strokes before I dumped my teen load of cum inside his tight ass hole.
"Good boy, you are a real little man now. It is my turn. I think I'll make you my little house boy. Remember we will share this house for one month. Your brother and parents will be far away."
I was surprised when Mohammed took the pillow cases and sheets from my bed and bound me to my bed.
"Don't be afraid, little man, it is a game I like to play with you. I will not harm you."
"I want you all tied up and helpless this time. You belong to me all the way."
I was a little afraid but I had a ragging hard on. Oh, my god, I love this, being dominated by this strong beautiful man.
Mohammed stood over my bound body and smiled. He touched my rock hard cock,
"So, my little teen boy likes domination games? Well, what do you know."
Mohammed took hold of his cock and showed me his dripping hard on. I struggled to get loose. The more I struggled the harder my cock got. Looking at Mohammed grinning and jacking off over my body made my cock oozing loads of pre cum.
Mohammed stroked my belly and chest. He grabbed one of my nipples and really pinched them. I let out a silent scream. My cock raged. I could take it and will be his willing boy.
"Suck my cock, my little friend. Make me happy."
Mohammed straddled my chest and forced his stiff cock between my lips. I opened my soft wet lips and swallowed his cock down to his balls.
Mohammed smiled and I saw his lust in his eyes.
"I will show you how to be a good house boy. I think you need a good fuck yourself."
Mohammed took his cock from my mouth and poked his big cock between my smooth legs and rubbed his cock head against my balls. He held both of our cocks together and jacked them off. I felt my little cock pressed against his massive tool. The friction of out hot cocks being jacked off together made me almost shoot off. Just as I was about to come, Mohammed stopped jacking.
With a big grin on his face he said,
"I will have to untie your legs in order to fuck you in this position. Tell me you want to be fucked, boy. Tell me you will give your tight ass hole again."
He untied my legs and brought them to his shoulders. Mohammed reached to his shorts on the floor and took a jar of KY. He smeared the stuff on his cock and rubbed the rest into my crack. Slowly he shoved a finger up my ass and finger fucked me.
"Tell me you want my cock deep inside you."
"Oh yes, Mohammed, please fuck my ass. Fuck me long and hard. Don't stop. No matter what. Pump my ass full of your cum."
"Boy, later, yes I will. Can't wait to get your ass again, little cute man."
I was getting close and would do everything for this stud.
Mohammed stood over me great and powerful, he groaned. I good see a great tension on his beautiful face.
"Take my load, buddy!"
Spurts of hot cum splashed on my smooth chest and stomach. The sticky white jism ran down onto my cock and balls. I loved it!
Part 4?
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