Disclaimer: IF YOUR ARE LEGALLY UNDERAGE TO VIEW OR READ SEXUALLY EXPLICIT MATERIALS - STOP NOW. THIS SHORT STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT SEXUAL ACTS BETWEEN CONSENTING MALES. ALL CHARACTERS IN THIS WORK OF TOTAL FICTION ARE BETWEEN THE AGES OF 19 - 24 YO.
Notice : Even though this story is written in "I" narrative, it is total fiction. Any similarity between any character in this story and any real person is purely coincidental
Special Notice: It has not been my style in the past to write multiple part stories. However, due to the volume of email requesting a continuation of `Theme Park Punk Hunk', I have written a Part II. Hope you enjoy it as much as the original. If you have not read the original story, you will not get a full understanding of this story.
"Theme Park Punk Hunk - Part II" By Avitar avitar_two@hotmail.com
My thoughts were rampaging as I waited for Christopher to arrive. I had detected a different tone in his voice, my curiosity had been pricked. It was almost an hour before the doorbell announced his arrival.
As soon as the door closed, he wrapped me in a hug, a lite kiss touched my cheek.
"Glad you let me come over.....I really need you tonight." he softly spoke. "I'm happy you did but I think we need to talk," I said. "Yeah, I think so, too." "Let's go up and get cozy," I urged as we started up the stairs to the living area.
I immediately went to kitchen, making him a double vodka 7 and beer for myself. When I returned, he had already stripped to his shorts.
"Ready, are we?" I asked. "Just getting comfortable," he replied as I handed him the drink and sat down beside him. "Well...what it'll be, sex or talk? I asked. "Would you mind if we talked a little first?" "Not at all....I figure your having some trouble with Sherry," I offered. "Yeah...kinda.....she thinks I care about you too much....she said I liked sucking you more than I should....then I told her that I didn't care any more about you than she did about her girlfriend.... she got pissed and told me she was going out and I could do what ever I wanted - she didn't give a fuck" he explained. "Do you think she might be right?" "I......I don't know.....guess I'm a little confused right now." "I have a question....whose idea was it for the 3 way?" I asked. "..................guess it was mine," he admitted. "Why?"
"She always liked to suck my asshole before we fucked....and I figured since you done it to me, you would probably like it done to you....I guess I just thought you would really like it if she tongued your ass while I sucked your dick....then again, I really wanted to fuck her while I sucked you.....or maybe I wanted to show you off to her....guess I really don't know why for sure," he pondered. "How did you ever convince her?" "That was easy, I told her you had a better ass than I did and reminded her how she had always said she wished there was a way to eat me while I pounded her. She was all excited about it then." "Chris, I mean Christopher....I only did it because of you.... I don't think I can do it again." "That's okay, I don't want to either." he responded. "Good, now that's out of the way, what do you want to talk about?" "I'm confused.....I really like sex with you........I don't want to be queer," as a tear formed. "Hey, you don't have to be queer to like sex with a guy," as I gave him a little hug. "I guess.............but I want to......do you think........do you think we could make love instead of just sex," he asked as his eyes locked to mine. "That's a pretty big commitment.....do you think you can handle it?" I questioned softly. "I think so," he mumbled.
My face ventured towards his, stopping as our lips were about to touch....my eyes searched his for approval. He slowly responded, his soft lips met mine, gently at first, quickly becoming passionate as his tongue slipped into my hot wetness. He broke our embrace, whispering in my ear, "Let's go upstairs, I want to lay with you, I want to make love." There were tears in his eyes as he surrendered to his desire.
I will not share with you, dear reader, the details of his first expression of love for a man. His surrender was so complete that I was captivated beyond all reason. I will tell you he fucked his first man, and what a rampaging buck he was. In the end, he decided the only way to properly demonstrate his love, was total submission as I fucked his hot hole while he begged me to pump him full of my juice, to make us one. He was no longer a `punk', he loved as he needed love. We spent three hours in his beautiful ceremony of admittance. I was engulfed by his needs and he mine. We slept as one.
I marveled at the peace and beauty of this young man as he dreamed while nestled in my embrace.
"Wake up sleepy head, I need coffee!" I exclaimed. "Do we have to....can't we just lay here forever?" he begged. "No we can't....there's a real world out there you know," as I started to get up. He sprang on my back, knocking us off the bed to the carpet.
His face just inches from mine, his wicked grin shining, "Bet if I wanted you to fuck my tight ass, you'd stay in bed." I smiled.
We sat at the bar with our juice, toast and coffee. Even with his disheveled hair, he radiated beauty. I was spell bound, at first not noticing the pensive look on his face.
"Something wrong?" I asked as I snapped back to real time.
"Yeah, I guess things went further than I planned," he admitted. "Does it really bother you that much," "I guess not.................it just kinda makes it difficult for something else I wanted." "Okay...now I'm confused....what else did you want?" "I don't know how to ask you now...everything's a mess." "Well, just spit it out....we'll go from there," I offered. "Promise you won't get pissed!" "I Promise," I responded. " I have this best friend, Nathan, my age, he's totally different from me....he's really shy...I think he might still be a virgin...I've tried setting him up with girls but it never works out...I've even thought he might be gay....I just don't know.......anyway, his birthday is Monday and I was hoping .....I .....I thought maybe.... I mean I wanted to ask you...........he's never had a blowjob....I was hoping maybe you would.....oh shit, I can't find the right words.....I mean I don't even know if you would.........."his words trailed off. He was looking away, avoiding my stare. "What your trying to say is, you want me to give him a blowjob for his birthday," I sternly said. "Your not pissed, are you?" as he finally looked at me, uncertainty in his eyes. "I think we need to discuss this more."
He explained to me they had been best friends ever since the fifth grade and he really cared about him. I asked him if he thought he might love him more than cared to admit. He assured me his feelings for Nathan were totally different from what he had for me, it was more like the brother he never had. He had brought a picture of Nathan in a swimsuit for me to checkout to see if I might be interested. He was a cute guy but paled in comparison to Christopher in my eyes. I could tell this was very important to him but I wasn't sure he knew why. I hoped he wanted to share his new found feelings with his best bud. I posed the question he had not expected.
"Have you considered giving him the blowjob yourself," I tenderly asked. "ME ??......I couldn't do that to him....I ....I only want to do that with you," "Are you sure he wants a blowjob from a guy?" I asked. Christopher blushed, he looked at me guiltily, "He got really excited, hard and all, when I told him about you sucking me.....I didn't tell who you were or anything." "How did you plan to pull this off?" I asked. "I thought I would ask him out to cruise around and then just stop by for a few minutes to see a friend. Then, just tell him I asked you to give him a blowjob for his birthday," he explained, his eyes dancing gleefully. "Christopher, Christopher.....I wouldn't do this for anyone but you." "YOU WILL ???" "Yeah, I guess so," as I moved towards him. He grabbed me in a big hug, emitting "I Love You" as his tongue snaked deeply in my mouth.
The house felt lonely after Christopher left. I pondered my situation. I was very concerned about a relationship with this beautiful young man, at 19, too young. I was fully aware his parents were filthy rich and powerful. They could make my life miserable if they ever found out and disapproved which most probably they would. Besides, what would happen when summer was over and it was time for him to return to college? I realized I was probably worrying about nothing....it was a strong possibility, Christopher might change his mind about his new found love after a few more visits. It might just be something fun for a while, but not lasting.
Monday had arrived. I had departed work a little early to pick up a few things for the big night. I hung a small `Happy Birthday Nathan' banner above the bed. Thought it would be a legitimizing gesture for the blowjob present.
I had mixed emotions at the first sight of Nathan. He was shorter, about 5'6", weighing maybe 145 pounds. His sandy blond hair with green eyes, indicated a personality of seductiveness. His face, with small up-turned boy nose, implied more boy than young man. He lacked the masculine allure of Christopher. Still, I found him attractive, maybe because I knew he was shy and possibly still a virgin. Then again, it might be I thought I was about to give him the experience of his young life, a birthday present he wouldn't soon forget. Both were dressed in the usual baggy jean shorts and pull-overs. I have mixed feelings about baggy's, they don't let you survey the goods but do let your imagination make it what you want it to be. Nathan seemed quite nervous, possible because he was expecting someone near his age, not five years older. I think he suddenly realized I was the one who Christopher had told him about, the queer who gave good blow-jobs.
"Can I get you guys a drink?" I asked. "Vodka7 for me," Christopher announced as he gestured towards Nathan. "I'll have the same," was Nathan's response.
I could hear whispering between them as I made the drinks. When I returned, Nathan appeared to be a little more relaxed. We made small talk while waiting for the inhibition loosening effects of the alcohol to happen. Christopher suggested another of drinks, I protesting saying I didn't want them driving around drunk.
"No problem, I think we'll be here awhile longer," Christopher replied. Nathan shot him a glance of disapproval. I went to the kitchen to make the drinks, the whispering between them became more urgent. Christopher was smiling like the cat who ate the canary, when I returned, Nathan looked a little more resigned to the situation. Christopher asked to speak to me alone, we went to the kitchen.
"Look Aaron, I really appreciate your doing this, now that you've seen him in person, will you still do it?" he questioned. "Yeah, he's not quite my type like you, but it's okay." "Super, guy,.................oh, just one more thing, you can do anything you want, it won't piss me off or make me jealous or anything like that," he added as we returned to join Nathan. "Well, Nathan....my dearest friend.....today your twenty...I've had a tough time figuring out what to get you....but I've got the perfect present for you.....Aaron has agreed to do me a big favor by giving you Your First Blow-Job,......that's my present to you or maybe I should say from the both of us."
Nathan was in a mild state of shock, his breathing almost stop as he searched Christopher face for other words. When none came, he turned looking at me, the fear in his eyes was apparent as he turned back to his best friend.
"But...." the single word almost inaudibly escaped his open mouth. Christopher moved to his friend, hugging him as he whispered in his ear, "Just relax, he's a really nice guy and he'll be very gentle...he's not gonna force you...and if you want it more than once, he'll probably do it." Christopher backed away from the hug but still held Nathan by the shoulders as he spoke in his best serious manly voice, "Nathan, if you chicken out, things will NEVER be the same for us again, I promise." "Okay,................I'll do it," he replied, his voice low and hoarse.
I thought this was the right time, I moved next to Nathan, putting my arm around him as he started to tremble, "Let's go upstairs." He nodded okay.
As we slowly made our way up the stairs, Christopher called out, "Have a good time you two, take all night if you want, I'll be okay here on the sofa." "There's a blanket in the hall closet, if you need it," I replied, smiling. He smiled back.
It was eight p.m. when I closed the bedroom door. Nathan just stood in the middle of the room with a blank expression. I pointed to the banner, he broke into a huge smile, "Oh Jesus." "Now that you've seen your birthday banner, would you like for me to turn down the lights?" I asked. "Could we turn them off?" he nervously asked. "I don't think you really want that, you might become frightened if can't see what I'm doing,.....what about just the lamp over here?" He swallowed as he nodded in agreement. In the lamp light, he was unsure what to do. "I don't know what to do..........if you want, we can stay here for a while and just tell him we did it," he suggested. I shook my head no, "I can't lie to Christopher and I wouldn't think you'd want to either, he's your best friend." "I know," he answered as he looked toward the floor. "Tell you what....I'll keep my underwear on," as I shucked my tee shirt and shorts. His eyes were glued to me as I stripped. "Christ, you've got a nice body," he exclaimed in an excitedly squeaky voice. "Your turn," I proclaimed.
Nathan turned his back to me as he started to pull off his shirt. "No way, you've got to face me." He turned back to me as the shirt pulled over his head, he dropped it to the floor. His chest was not nearly as defined as Christopher's but not skinny either. There was a small patch of light brown hair between his small pecs. There was an apparent abundance under his arms although he looked mostly hairless everywhere else I could see at this point. "Not bad," I muttered. "You really think so?" "Yeah,.....now the rest of it." He unfastened his baggy's, letting them drop to his ankles, looking at me for approval. To my surprise, he was wearing red silk french briefs instead of boxers that seem a part of baggy jeans. The front pouch appeared to be filled, before my vision was interrupted by his hands covering his groin. I moved forward, guiding him out of the jeans at his ankles and to the edge of the bed. I moved his hands to my shoulders as I pulled his briefs down. My hands returned to his hips, motioning for him to sit on the edge. His balls were large, more than mine or Christopher's, but were confined to a tight, close to the body sack. They were so huge, they made his shriveled circumcised cock point straight out. It was almost hidden by the mountain of brown pubes. He had started to tremble, probably more from fear than anticipation. I didn't want to scare him with a lot of foreplay, my hands forced him to lay back as my hot wet mouth surrounded his limp cock. I used every trick I knew to bring him to full erection. I sucked and nursed, my tongue doing it's magic. He responded with his full 5 ½". He had begun to moan and whimper. I lifted his legs, placing then over my shoulders onto my back. His cock was now curved upward making this position awkward. Relinquishing his throbbing meat, I sought his balls, first sucking in one before the other. "Oh, Jesus," escaped his lips. Try as I might, I could not get both in at the same time. He gave no warning, I realized he was cumming when his heels dug into my back. I lunged forward, engulfed his bouncing cock, capturing the remainder of his sizeable load. His hips bucked higher, his heels dug in, his hands clamped my head to keep me from escaping his juice. When he was drained, I lowered his legs, moved forward, licking the missed sperm from his heaving torso. I sucked in a hard nipple, ...... "Oh that tickles," he exclaimed, giggling.
I lay down beside him, half my body over his, my face opposite his, "How was it?" "Totally awesome................WOW!" he almost shouted. "Shh..." I cautioned, "Did you enjoy your birthday present?" He nodded, "Sorry I didn't know......you know about my cum....you know with your mouth." "Hey, don't worry about it....next time just blast away while I'm sucking." "Next Time?" "Well yes, if I stop now, that would be a pretty short little present wouldn't it.....let me know when your ready again." "I think I could do it again now," he shyly offered. His softening cock had reversed, going back to a hard throbbing state. "Just one little thing," I whispered, "Your cock has a mean upward curve, that makes it a little hard to suck from down there......I'm going to turn around opposite you so it will slide in easier. I'm going to keep my shorts on so you don't think you have to do anything back to me....okay?" He nodded. I turned around, pulling him fully onto the bed. Laying beside him I slowly massaged his chest and stomach, lightly pinching first one nipple, then the other. He squirmed in pleasure. My face moved forward, tongue snaking out to probe his flat navel. His hand sought the top of my head, his fingers raking thru my hair. Aggressively his fingers increased their massage, locking and pulling as my tongue made it's journey downward to his waiting manhood. My tongue playfully teased the slit, his cock engorged in anticipation of my plunge. Instead I began to lick the entirety of his young rod, thoroughly wetting it. My lips sought the beautiful head, engulfing it only to the ridge, my tongue swirling it intently. He was primed, his hips started to gyrate slowly trying to force more into me. I held fast, sucking and torturing only the head. In desperation, his grip tightened on my head, hips thrust, until more of his shaft pushed deeper inside. He moaned deeply, I loosened my jaws letting him ram fully into me. He sighed at the intense feeling of his dick sliding fully into my wet mouth, probing the opening of my throat. The sensation was overwhelming, he needed it again. Reluctantly, he slowly withdrew until only the head remained. His fingers tightened in my hair as he slowly stoked fully back in, moaning the pleasure of the full thrust. Again and again he slowly shafted, his rhythm so smooth it was like he had done this every day of his young life. I pulled him on top of me, straighten my throat to give him deeper access. He knew what to do, he raised his knees slightly to give him stroking room. He started his slow pumps into my throat. As the tempo increased I felt his head resting on my hard cock and balls through my briefs. His breath hot with passion as he wildly started to plunge into my throat. I was sure his cock had grown a couple of inches as he unmercifully pounded into me. "Here it comes," he managed to breathe out as he slammed fully into me, grinding against my lips, forcing everything he could, straining for more. I felt his open mouth, his teeth as they clamped my cock thru the thin material, the hot squirts blasting from his cock like fire in my throat.
Slowly, he rolled off me, pulling his softening manhood from my mouth, "Now that was a birthday present!!!"
I gave an approving sigh of pleasure. My hands massaged his still excited body. His hands returned the pleasure as they caressed the arms that were giving him such wonderful feelings. I turned around so we laying side by side. His fears were now gone as he put his arm over me, drawing closer. His body was hot, he radiated his good feeling as he snuggled even closer. His leg moved over me, resting atop my still hard and aching love muscle. He moved his leg in suggested circles, teasing me more than he knew. We enjoyed the bliss of our embrace for a long time, until he broke the silence.
"Would you like to do it again?....I really liked the way we did it last time," he asked in a small boy begging tone. I glanced at the bedside clock, it was only ten.
"Sure,.....it would be my pleasure," I responded softly.
I assumed my former position at his already hard cock. He got in his position, pressed his hardness to my lips. I anticipated his thrust. It didn't come, instead he backed completely away until his face was above mine.
"You know, I've never.......never kissed a man before.....you think........," his voice trailed as I pulled him closer. As our lips meshed, his mouth opened, my tongue entered causing a shutter of delight to course through him. After a few long minutes of our tongue love, he pulled away and back to the 69 position. Before he could ram my mouth, I hunched back sucking in one of his balls. He moaned in delight as he shifted to give me better access. I sucked, licked, one then the other. I was intoxicated by his young man aroma, wanted to plunge my tongue deep between his cheeks. As I started to my goal, he clamped his ass muscles together, thrust back until his cock was again at my lips. With one hand he guided his shaft true as he thrust into me, sinking until he was fully lodged in my throat. He began his rhythmic pumping. After a few minutes it became clear he was going to last a lot longer, my throat was going to be punished. I tried to use my tongue to hasten his climax. He had started to sweat, our bodies slapped. His hot breathe on my cock was agonizing. My nuts ached in pain, they needed release. I knew this time I would probably cum in my shorts when he blasted me. Again I felt his hot mouth take my cock head thru the cotton. His trusting had become more urgent. Instinctively, I pushed against his mouth, he didn't back away. He was going to get a little taste of me. His cock rammed deep as I felt the front of my briefs yank down, I felt his teeth as he passionately attacked. The pain was tremendous as he more chewed than sucked. It took all my strength to lift him, freeing my throat for a moment to rasp out, "Not so hard with the teeth". That was all I could get out as he plunged back in. He tried to comply but his inexperience and passion were too great. The teeth were still there but not as hard, the pain was turning to pleasure as he greedily sucked. There was no warning him, I knew he wanted it more than he knew. I felt his cock enlarge, I was ready for the flood, he was not. As he started to unload, I erupted with the pent up force of a volcano. He gagged but didn't pull off. He gagged again, his lips loosened their lock, I felt my own cum spraying from his mouth, cascading down my shaft to my groin. His hand milked me dry, finally he swallowed a small portion. I didn't loose a drop of his precious fluid. We lay depleted and heaving.
After a few minutes, I suggested we shower, he agreed. It was a very sensual act as we each admiringly washed the other. All his shyness a thing of the past. He seemed a different person than a few hours ago.
It was 11:30 when we went down to Christopher. He was curled up under a blanket, sleeping peacefully with a smile on his face.
"Guess we better wake him so you guys can go out and finish the evening," I whispered. "Nah, if want, I'd like to sleep with you.....after all, He did say we could have the whole night," as he gave me a wicked little grin ( it reminded me of Christopher's wicked grin).
Arm in arm we trudged back up the stairs.
"Up and at it, you guys," he shouted as Christopher bounced on the bed. He was poking us in the ribs. He tousled Nathan's hair, "Well Bro, did you like your birthday present?"
"You bet, Super......only problem, I'll never be able to give you anything near as wonderful." he sleepily explained.
As they were leaving, Christopher turned to me with a wink in his eye, "See you tonight.....that is if there's anything left for me." I gave him a big happy smile.
Author's Note: Hope you enjoyed Part II. If there's enough interest, there could be a Part III. I already have some thoughts on it. Let me know.