Disclaimer: I do not own any rights to the Super 8 or the characters nor do I have any relation, relationship, or contact with the actors. This story will involve sexual relations between teenage males. If this type of work is illegal where you live or you find this type of activity disgusting, please, leave, if none of this applies to you, then enjoy.
Thank you all for the great response to the first one. Here is part II. Part III will be written when I have time and will be the last one.
Super 8 Loving 2 By DJ
My name is Joe Lamb. This past week has been one of the weirdest weeks I have ever had. My mother passed away in a factory accident, I had to sit through the funeral and the reception with the whole town present. That wasn't the weirdest part, it was the part that hurt the most, but nothing compared to what happened between Cary and I. Cary is in charge of pyro on the film crew of my other friend, Charles.
I don't really consider myself gay, in fact, I didn't know any gay people, until the other day. He's not even really gay, he's bi. Cary is 5 feet, 100 lbs, stick thin, and has blonde hair that hits his shoulders, and he has two very large front teeth. He gets made fun of a lot, but it doesn't bother me. We are all different. I never really thought that Cary liked guys, he never showed it or talked about it. I enjoyed what we did together, but I'm still confused about what happened. At first it felt like he was trying to take advantage of me, but then something inside just clicked and I knew that I did care about him and he cared about me.
It was late in the afternoon when I asked my dad if Cary could stay the night. He didn't care, he never does. I think that he doesn't actually get me as much as mom did. We didn't really even have a relationship except for adult and kid living in the same house. That all changed, but that's another story.
I picked up the phone and dialed Cary's number. It rang twice before I hard his voice ringing through my ears.
"Cary. Do you want to spend the night?"
There was a pause over the phone, "Sure. I'll be over in a little bit."
He hung up before I could say anything. I think he was excited. I hung up the phone and felt a sensation in my jeans. I knew that my dick loved him, all four inches of it. I went to my room, pulled the sleeping bag from the closet, and set it next to my bed. I took off my jeans, rubbing the tent in my briefs. Electricity rushed up and down my body just thinking about Cary touching me. I grabbed a pair of sweat pants and pulled them on just in case my dad decided to barge in.
There was a knock on my door just as I finished picking up the last of the model train that I had been working on with mom. I got up and pulled the door up, Cary stood there with his backpack and sleeping bag.
"Dude, you know your dad's gone?"
"Yeah, he traded shifts with one of the guys."
"So we have the house to ourselves?"
"Yeah, as far as I know."
"Awesome."
"Can we talk for a little bit," I asked sitting on my bed.
Cary came over with a worried look on his face. No doubt thinking I was going to tell him off, call him a fag, and tell Charles to kick him off the film crew.
"Thank you, for the other day," I leaned him and kissed him.
He kissed back, crawling toward me. I leaned back on the bed as Cary began to climb on top of me. For his two large front teeth, I never noticed before, but they never got in the way of kissing or when he was sucking on me. I never thought of anyone's lips before, but his were so soft. I decided to be a little braver and I began to slide my tongue in his mouth. He gladly accepted it, began to suck on it, and kissed back passionately. He pulled away. He took of his shirt and pulled off mine. He lay next to me.
"I love you, Joe Lamb," resting his head on my shoulder, "you don't have to love me back, but I love you."
"Cary," I said looking at him. "I'm not sure if I'm bi or not, but I do love you and being with you."
I went from my back to my side. Cary was looking at me with a solemn smile on his face. I leaned on my left arm to prop myself up decided to play with him a little bit. I kissed him on his check. I took my finger and began to trace around his lips, slowly moving to his neck. I dropped my hand and began tracing his dime sized nipples. I leaned down and blew on them. Cary gasped, I leaned in further and licked around each of them. I swung myself around pushing my brown hair away from my eyes. I kissed his stomach and began to move down to his sweat pants. He already had a small tent. I placed my palm on his tent and moved it back and forth. He began to moan and it made me a lot harder, so much that it ached. I couldn't wait any longer. I pulled off his shoes and socks, grabbed his sweats and briefs in one grab and pulled them down slowly, just to show that I wasn't too anxious.
His three and a half inch uncut dick popped up. I've never seen anyone with skin on their dick before. It was interesting. I took a breath, leaned in and licked from his nuts to the very tip of the skin.
"Oh god, Joe, you're driving me nuts. Do that again."
I didn't hesitate. I did it again, quickly followed were Cary's moans of pleasure. I took his dick in my mouth and slid my mouth up and down the length of his dick. I sucked hard on the skin at the tip of his dick while watching Cary squirm in delight. I slowly pulled the skin back watching his purple head poke through, I continued this motion three or four times before I engulfed Cary's dick again. He must have been doing something right because his head was tossing side to side and his long fingers gripped the sheets. He ran his fingers through my hair. I loved the feeling of his skin on mine. He then pulled my head up from his dick and pulled me toward him. I kissed my way up and we began kissing again. We traded places.
Cary pushed me on my back and began kissing my chest and kissing me all over. My mind couldn't keep up. I just closed my eyes and just enjoyed the feelings. Cary moved to kissing on my neck, I could feel him gently biting me, and moving up to my ear. His warm breath blew into my ear in the form of a sentence.
"I love you, Joe. Tonight, I want you to be the one to take my virginity."
He kissed me hard on the lips and got off of me and pulled my sweats down. He quickly bobbed up and down on my dick. He was so good, it felt like his tongue was moving all over my dick. He stopped. He went over to his bag and pulled out a jar called "Vaseline."
"What's that for," I asked?
"You'll see". He opened it and took a glob out and slathered it all over my dick. It was thick and smelled nasty. He told me to get up, I did, he took another glob before putting the jar down and knelt on the bed on all fours, he reached behind and rubbed it on his butt hole. I wasn't sure what he was getting at, this scared me for a moment, before he spoke.
"Stick it in. Just go slow," he said.
He must have noticed the confused look on my face.
"Move forward," he took my dick and put it between his crack, "push it into my hole".
"Wait, are you sure," I asked, surprised.
"Never been so sure before, just go slow."
I grabbed on to his hips, and slowly eased in. His faced grimaced in pain, "don't' stop," he said.
"Ahhh, it burns."
"I'll take it out."
"No. Keep pushing and leave it there."
I pushed until I couldn't go any further and stopped. It felt good, better, amazing. It was so tight I felt like I was going to explode, but I knew for Cary that I had to make this last as much as I possibly could.
"Just pull out some and push back in, slow and fast," he instructed.
I followed his instructions and it felt even better than just having it in there. Cary was moaning.
"Oh yeah, Joe, that's it, fuck me. Shove it in there."
My mind didn't comprehend what he was just saying, but somehow I knew what he wanted. He lay on the bed with his butt up in the air as I continued to thrust harder in his hole. After a few minutes, he knelt up as I kept going; he grabbed my hair and twisted his neck to kiss me. He had me pull out of him and laid on his back. He pulled his legs up and put them behind his head.
"When did you learn to do that?," I said in surprise.
"Found out about a year ago, well, what are you waiting for, you're not done yet."
I lined my dick up with his hole and began to thrust in and out of him for a while. The only sound you could hear in the house were two boys moaning in pleasure and constant plopping sounds.
"Cary, I can't hold it anymore, I gotta blow."
"Do it Joe, cum in me, fuck me harder," he demanded.
I went faster and harder, my dick was about to explode. Cary undid his legs from his head, wrapped his legs around me, and held me.
"Agggghhhhh, gooooddddd."
I collapsed on Cary, breathing hard, my dick making a "plop" sound as it slowly slid out of his hole. Cary wrapped his arms around me. He leaned in sweetly to my ear, while sucking on it, my turn, and it won't take too long."
I looked at his dick as he got up, it looked like it had about an hour ago, hard, rigid, and ready to explode. Cary lathered up his dick and lathered up my hole. He knelt behind me and eased it in. It didn't hurt as much as it seem to hurt Cary, I guessed because it was thin and small, mine was thicker and a little bigger. He began to thrust quickly. Waves of pleasured plowed over me, I don't know what he was doing or hitting a spot that I didn't know about, but I looked at my dick and it was already leaking cum again. Occasionally he would grab my small butt and rub it.
"Yes, Cary, yes, more, harder, harder," I encouraged him.
"Ohhh, ohhh," was all I could get out.
All of a sudden Cary slammed in to me hard once, and stayed there as he screamed in orgasm. He must have been holding it for a long time.
Later that night Cary told me a bunch of different terms, "blow job," "Fucking," "jerking off." We "fucked" one more time before we kissed each other good night. I locked my door to make sure we weren't disturbed and we drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.