What You Can Find on a Bus

What You Can Find on a Bus

By Wade Wright

Chapter One

"Hi, do you mind if I sit here?"

"No. I mean, no I don't mind. Yea, please do."

The young man that had just boarded the bus was, in Anthony's mind, a very attractive young black man that he certainly did not mind having as a seating companion, and hopefully a conversation companion. Anthony had just watched, from his bus seat, as the young man boarded the bus after giving his apparent Mother a big hug and a kiss, his obvious Father a good strong handshake, and a father/son type of a hug, and a quick hug and a hand on the head rubbing to what must have been his kid brother, maybe about 10-12 years old. As Anthony watched the actions on the sidewalk beside the bus, he internally expressed a smile of appreciation of how close this family did seem to be, and he had in fact, did wonder just where the older son was headed for, since it looked like the plans were for him to be gone for quite some time.

"I'm Carl." The new passenger stated as he put his duffel bag in the rack above the seats, and then sat down.

"Hello, I'm Anthony, but of course, I go by Tony. Welcome aboard man!"

Carl leaned slightly forward, so that he could see out the window and waved his final good-byes to the family as the bus started to pull away.

"I have to assume that is your family, right?" Tony asked.

"Yea, sure is. Mom, Dan and little Ronny!"

"Well I watched, I apologize but I do admit, I watched as you gave each of them a hug and gave your Mother a kiss. You have a very nice looking family. I assume you plan on being gone somewhere for quite awhile?"

"Yea, I'm headed for California and some schooling. Aunt Sharon and Uncle Ty live real close to a Jr. College and they have offered to let me live with them if I wanted to come out there for school, and it was an offer I could not turn down. We don't live anyplace close to any kind of a college here, so I'd have to pay the ole room and board thing if I lived on campus someplace, and this will be so much cheaper, I can actually afford to go to school. Of course I'll need to work someplace, but living will be so much cheaper for me than on a campus, well,-anyway,--I'll make it work!"

"Carl,-that is great! I'm glad that's possible for you! Carl, that is good and I know damn well you will make it work."

From Sonora, Texas to Phoenix, Arizona, the two men had more than ample opportunity to have some good conversation since they had just about fourteen hours of time available for the chitter-chatter stuff.

Tony found out that Carl's Father worked for the State of Texas Highway Department, and that was his explanation as to why they lived in some of the less populated areas of Texas. Sonora, Texas, Carl informed, only had a total of about 2500 people. Not the best place to be if you want to get some kind of a higher education, he explained. He had graduated from high school a couple of years earlier, but during that time he worked for the town, constantly trying to figure out how he could afford to move to a larger place, so he could get some higher education.

Carl found out that Tony was on his way back to Phoenix from visiting his sister and brother-in-law in San Antonio. His transportation of the bus, was his preferred transportation since it was cheaper than flying, and he simply did not like to drive across Texas, so he preferred to just let the driver do the driving and he could then read or sleep. Carl also found out that Tony was only three years older than himself, ---Carl was 20, and that Tony was still single, a construction worker, and was working primarily on home construction projects. The conversation and the time spent together was rather enjoyable for both men, and they each admitted that when the bus got to Phoenix, and Tony would be home, the rest of the ride for Carl would probably be a little less enjoyable since he won't have Tony as his traveling companion any longer. They each expressed their respective appreciation of having such good conversation, and having the opportunity to get to know each other.

As the bus pulled into it's parking spot at the Phoenix terminal, Tony said, "Well Carl, I guess this is home."

Carl said, "Yea, I guess it is. Tony, sure did enjoy sitting beside you and having the talk. Got to admit, I was pretty nervous about getting on a bus and heading out for someplace I had never been to before, but talking to you sure has helped. I'm all gun-ho for finally getting to Fullerton and getting myself a job, and getting in school. Thanks for all the encouragement, man."

"You are totally welcome man, totally! Well, guess I'll go hit the men's room first, then get a cab and head for the house. Carl, this has been fun!"

"Yea Tony, it sure has. And like I said, thanks for all your encouragement! Think I'll hit the men's room too, since we've got a little time here before we pull out again."

The two new acquaintances left the bus, Tony retrieved his suitcase, and they headed for the men's room.

As they entered the men's room, a couple of other passengers were just finishing up washing their hands, and they then left. Carl and Tony were then the only customers using the facilities. That gave each one of them the comfort zone to, again, tell each other how much fun the conversation, the eating together and the other "living together" had been, and how they were each so glad to know the other person.

Tony removed a "business" card from his wallet and started to tell Carl that he really did want to hear from him after he kind of got settled, but his statement was cut short as he turned toward Carl, and saw what Carl had in his hand as he was taking a piss!

"Oh my God Carl! Oh my God! Holly mackerel man! Holly mackerel! Oh Carl, I'm sorry man, but shit man, I can't believe that! Carl, I'm sorry I'm acting this way, but shit man, what a fucking dick you've got!! Hey Carl, there wasn't any reason before for me to tell you before, that I like guys instead of gals, but shit man, that dick of yours is too much for me to keep quiet now! Man, oh man Carl! I'm sorry I'm acting like this, and if you want to just turn and run right now I sure as hell understand, but man what a fucking dick you've got! Carl I can't believe that! Wow! Shit! Damn!"

Carl rather just stood there, somewhat in shock, but at the same time, realizing that he was showing Tony a very impressive hunk of meat.

"Hey Tony, don't freak out man! In high school the coach asked me to shower by myself since he knew that whenever I took my pants off, all the other guys got too loud and noisy talking about it. Yea, Tony, I'm sorry! I should have kind of kept it hidden, but you turned right then, and I was not expecting you to do that."

"Carl, before now, there really wasn't any reason to tell you that I like guys, but man, this has changed things. Carl, do you ever do guys? Have you ever been with a guy?"

"No! No, I live in a really small little town. Hell man, in a town like that, you don't do anything that you can't get up in front of the church folks and tell 'em all about it. No, I've never done anything like that!"

"Carl, have you ever though about it? Ever, maybe wanted to?"

"Hey, we all think about doing all kinds of stuff don't we? Sure, I've read some stories and wondered just what doing that would be like, but I've never done it. I've just read about it. Got to admit, you are the first guy that has ever told me he likes to play with guys. I don't think there are any guys like that back home. Well, any that I know bout anyway! I've had a lot of guys make funny comments about it, if they saw it, but nobody ever said they wanted to do anything with it. They just looked at it!"

As Tony kept looking around to make sure nobody else had come into the rest room, he asked, "Carl, have you ever wanted to? Oh Carl, I want you to fuck my ass with that thing! Oh Carl, please! I want you to fuck me man, I really do!"

"We can't, man, we can't! We can't do something like that in here? I've got to get on the bus pretty soon and head on out of here. Tony, we can't do that. Yea, I will admit that I've wondered for some time what it would be like to do something like that, but we can't do that here!"

"Yea Carl, I know, ---but I don't mean here! Come home with me! You can call your aunt and uncle and tell them that you will be coming in one day later. Come to my place with me! Please man, please!"

"But my ticket! I need to use my ticket!"

"No Carl, you can use that ticket tomorrow. I'll bring you back down here and you can get on the bus tomorrow! OK? Please man, please!"

"Tony, can I do that? Can I just use the bus tomorrow?"

"Yea, yes you can! All we need to do is get your duffel bag off of the bus, and then get ourselves a cab! OK, will you please?"

"Tony, if you say I can do that, I trust you're telling me right! I will admit, that I've never had this kind of a chance before, and I kind of like the idea of maybe getting to do that, if like you say, I can come back tomorrow and not have to buy a new ticket!"

After quit a bit of hesitation, Carl finally decided that maybe he was getting a chance here for doing something that he had thought about for a long time, but never had the chance to do. So, he agreed to stay over for the night. As they retrieved his one duffel bag from the bus, he explained to Tony that he had shipped some additional stuff on over to his aunt and uncle's by truck shipment, so that he did not have a whole bunch of luggage to deal with on the bus. "So, this is it! I'm ready if you are."

Tony and Carl used a cab for their rather short trip to Tony's apartment, and although there really was very little conversation while they were in the cab, Carl certainly was well aware that Tony was having a terrible time trying to keep his eyes off of Carl's crotch area. Twice Carl even caught Tony licking his lips as he was once again eye balling Carl's crotch. Tony would look down at Carl's hidden hunk of sausage, and then with an enormous smile on his face, look up at Carl and break out into a tremendous smile.

Quietly, so the cabby could not hear, Carl softly told Tony, "Man, I've sure never had this happen before." Then he looked directly down at his own crotch and then back up at Tony's face. Each time, Tony just licked his lips, and grinned very broadly!

After arriving at Tony's house, they made a quick "house check" to see if everything was still OK, since Tony had been gone for about 10 days, and they then headed out for a quick bite to eat, since Tony had told Carl, "It's supper time, and I'm not taking time to fix something here, so let's go grab something to eat, my treat, and then get back here and let me at the real treat! OK?"

Carl agreed to the plan, and they did have a rather quick supper, rather at Tony's insistence that they do not waste any time, and then it was back to the house.

"Carl, use the phone in the den and call your aunt and uncle and tell them you will be there tomorrow. Maybe you had better call you Mom and Dad and tell them that you decided to stay over in Phoenix for the night, and finish the trip tomorrow. Don't make them worry about what happened to you before you even get to California."

Carl made the obligatory calls, then found Tony in the bedroom, stretched out completely, fully nude, laying on the bed with his butt in the air.

As Carl sat down on the edge of the bed, he told Tony, "Aunt Sharon just said, OK, we'll see you tomorrow. Mom, now that was a different story! She was all confused as to why I was staying in Phoenix overnight, so I kind of told her about how I had met you, you lived here, and you really wanted me to see some of Phoenix before I went on, so now, ---you've got to show me some of Phoenix before I leave tomorrow or I will be in big trouble trying to explain why I was here. OK?"

"Yea will do man, will do. Got to keep you honest. Soon as you are in California for a short time, you'll move on from the responsibility of reporting in to your folks each time you do something or go someplace, and then things will be easier for you. You've got to give your folks a chance to realize their little boy, is now a man!"

"Yea, I guess you're right! I've always had to report in, so to say."

"OK enough of the chitter chatter. I'm laying here all huffing and puffing just waiting on you to get those pants off. I've been dreaming about that rod of yours ever since I saw it in the rest room, and now I want to feel it!"

As Carl stood up to start getting undressed, he told Tony, "I'm feeling really weird about this. Tony, I've never done anything like this with a guy before, so if I act kind of weird, I'm sorry. I just feel real funny knowing that I'm going to be having sex with a guy. I know, I agreed, but man, this is way to weird."

"Carl I know it is weird for you right now, but believe me man, once we get started, the weird feelings are going to pass, and you are really going to enjoy it. Just lay down here beside me and relax. Let me take care of you. Nothing is going to happen that shouldn't."

Carl finished getting stripped all down, and he laid down on the bed beside Tony. Feeling rather funny about what was happening and him being part of it, he did not immediately reach over and touch Tony.

"Hey man, relax!" Tony encouraged. "Relax! Let me feel you. Oh man, your skin feels so good! Man, you feel so smooth and slick. I know, you've probably been told a lot that your skin is like a piece of mahogany wood, haven't you?"

"Well yea, but not because someone was touching it. I've just been told that when someone told me they liked the color I am. A lot of people have made comments about me being a little lighter in tone than a lot of black people. You saw Dad at the bus stop. He's darker than I am. Mom's light, so I guess I'm kind of part of both of them, ain't I?"

"Hey man, talking about your Dad. Was wondering if he's hung like his boy is? Your Dad's dick like yours?"

"Yea, well I think it is. It's been a long time since I've seen it naked and hanging out, but one day, when I was just like maybe 10 or 11, I walked in on him one day in the bathroom and he had a hard-on, and it looked big, really big. Course, got to remember, I was really young then, and maybe any grown man's dick would have looked big to me, but Dad's always been careful to kind of keep it well hidden from me, so I guess it must be pretty big. I don't know for sure, but I've always kind of figured it was. Maybe I'll find out for sure some day."

"Well tell you what man." Tony said as he rolled over onto his side so that he could reach over toward Carl. "Scoot over here and let me get hold of the one that's so important today. Let me get my hands on that thing. God man! God that thing is enormous!"

Carl re-positioned himself so that he could let Tony reach over and get a hand on his cock and said, "Oh man! This is so weird to me. Tony, I've never let some guy play with my dick before, and this is just really weird feeling for me. I'm sorry if I'm acting kind of,---well maybe shy here, but man, I've just ever had some guy playing with it like that. Got to admit, it does feel good, just so weird to think that I'm sitting here, and I'm letting some guy play with it and stroke it. God man! Well I'll say one thing! You touching it like that sure is make it damn hard. Tony, you've got it so damn hard, it really feels like it wants to split!"

Carl, Carl, Carl! I can not believe this! What an fucking enormous dick! Shit man, I thought I had seen some pretty big dicks on some guys before, but shit man, this one is by far the biggest dick I have ever seen. Carl, have you ever measured this thing? How damn big is that?"

"I don't know. I've never tried to measure it. I just figured that whatever it was, it was. I don't know Tony, I don't know."

As Carl was saying the last, "I don't know", Tony was jumping up from the bed and said, "Well, we sure as hell are going to find out! I want to know and be able to remember what in the hell I got to play with today. I've got a tape measure in the other room, I will be right back. Keep that fucker good and hard!"

As Tony came back into the room, Carl told him, "You sure don't need to tell me to keep it good and hard. Man, the way it is all stretched out right now, I'm afraid it may never go back down. Tony, it is so damn hard right now that it actually kind of hurts. It has never been this hard before!"

"Oh good man! God! Carl, that means you are having fun here, and that is getting me real excited. You may be feeling like this is kind of weird to have me touching you and stroking it, but Carl with a hard-on that damn stiff and rigid, I know damn well this is exciting to you, damn exciting."

"Yea Tony I guess exciting is a better term than weird for they way I'm feeling, yea-I know I am damn excited. This sure is all new to me, but maybe something that I've looked forward to for a long time, just did not know it."

Listening to Carl talk about how excited he was, was making Tony very, very happy that he had the guts, back at the bus station to be up front and tell him he really wanted to get fucked by that dick.

"Oh Carl this thing is gorgeous! Fucking Gorgeous! Here, hold that end of the tape right there on the top of your dick, right there at your gut. Oh my God Man! Oh shit Carl! This damn dick of yours is measuring right at 10 and a half inches long!! God what a monster! Oh God man, now I am fucking anxious! Oh God I can't believe it! I've got to get that thing up in my ass! Here give me the tape, I want to measure it to see how thick around it is!"

Tony took the measuring tape and wrapped it around Carl's dick. "Oh shit man, oh shit! Carl it is measuring between 6 and a half and about 6 and three quarters inches around. Oh shit man, that is going to be one fucking ass full when you put that up in me! Oh Carl, I have never been fucked with anything close to this! I've seen dildos before that were like this, but I've never used one of them. Oh fuck man, this is going to be so good!"

"Tony, I've never fucked a guy's ass before. Can an ass take it? Tony I don't want to hurt you any. You sure that I can put that up in your butt if we try? Seriously man, I don't want to do anything to you if it's too big."

"Hey man, don't worry! You are going to do something to me when you fuck me, but believe me it is not going to be something bad, it's going to be a good something. Yea, Carl you have got an absolutely outstanding big dick, but guys take hands and arms up in their asses, so I'm sure my ole ass will be OK when I take your dick. Oh man, I've got to suck on that first though. Well, as much of it as I can get in my mouth. He man, lay down on your back so I can get my mouth on it!"

Carl laid down on his back, and Tony got himself positioned so that he could at least lick the end of Carl's enormous rod. Tony placed his mouth on the tip of Carl's dick and attempted to push his face down on it. He actually got very little of it into his mouth. He tried, but with it being as thick as it was, Tony simply could not go down on it much farther than maybe four or five inches. I just completely filled his mouth, and even with his forcing, he simply could not get more than that in his mouth. He pulled off after enjoying the knowing that he had that rod, well as much of that rod as he could take, in his mouth and he was getting to feel it force the back of his throat more than any other dick he had ever gone down on.

Pulling off of Carl's "baseball bat of a dick", he looked at Carl and said. "That is one fucking dick man, one fucking dick! Carl, I have taken a lot of big dicks down my throat before, a lot. I've always been pretty proud of how I can deep throat some guy's dick and get it down into my throat, but man,-not this one! This one is just too fucking thick for me to get into my throat. I thought I had sucked on some pretty big cocks before, but right now I feel like all of those were pretty damn small rods! Carl, I have got to get this up in my ass, I have got to see what that feels like. I need that in my ass!"

As he was wildly exclaiming to Carl about how big his dick was, and how he really needed to get it up in his ass, Tony had reached over to the night stand and had gotten a tube of lub out, and was starting to push some of it, quite a bit of it, up into his ass.

Carl, I am putting a lot of lub up in me for that thing! I'm using a hell of a lot more than I usually do. Hell man, once in awhile I like to be dry fucked if the guy has got a foreskin, but not with that one. I'm going to need some good, inside help to get that up in me as far as I want it. Here, let me smear some of this on your dick, and then I want you to lay on my back and get ready to let me have it. Oh man, you thought you are excited! You ought to feel my heart beating inside. I fell like I'm about ready to get fucked by some horse of something! Oh man, we are going to have to take this slow until you get me opened up, and up in me, OK?"

"Are you sure about this? You sure I'm not going to tear your ass or hurt you any? Seriously I don't want to hurt you!"

"Oh believe me man, this is OK! Yea, I'm sure that when you push that in right at first, it might hurt some, but maybe that is part of the fun. My ass hasn't been hurt for a long time now because of the size of some guy's dick, and I'm ready for it today. If I let out a squeal, don't worry about it, it will just be from pleasure. Just knowing that I've got you back there and you're going up in me has got me so fucking excited, that I feel like I could take one twice the size of yours right now!"

"OK if you say so, but I'm serious, if it's just too big for your ass, I really don't want to hurt you any!"

"No believe me, you won't! Let's just take it slow until you get all of it up in me, then I know damn well I will be begging for you to fuck the hell out of me once I've got it all up in there! Just get yourself in place on top of me, and get the tip of it lined up at my ass hole. Feel it? Fell my hole? Yea, man, yea,-- right there! Yea I can feel the tip of it right at my ass hole. OK, just kind of push on my ass just a little. Let the tip of it start to open me up some. Yea, yea I can feel you. Yea, push a little, yea real slow, yea a little more, yea a little more! Oh yea! Oh yea! Yea, I can feel you opening me up. Yea go slow, but keep pushing. Yea push. Ouch, oh! Oh shit man! Oh man, that smarted a little! It is so fucking thick! Oh Carl you are getting me open. Oh shit man I can feel it going in me! Oh man that feels so fucking big! Oh God man push! Yea push! Yea, Carl you've got the end of it in me!! Oh yea I felt it kind of snap in! Oh man that feels like a hell of a lot more than a dick. Oh God man! What a fucking feeling! Yea, push some more, but go slow! Go Slow! You've got my ass so full! I've got to try and let my ass open up some more. Yea, push! Push, push, yea I can feel you going up in me! Oh man! This is great! Oh you feel so good up in there. Yea Carl, keep pushing! I feel more of you going on up in me! How you doing? You OK?"

"Yea man-yea I'm OK. Oh Tony this feels good! Oh man, I never fucked an ass before! This is good! Oh your ass is so tight on my dick! It is really pinching it tight man, really tight! Fuck man, it feels like I've got my dick stuck in some vice grip or something. I've never had something grab hold of my dick this tight before! Oh man this is a great feeling. Oh I wish I could grab my dick this tight when I jerk it off! Your ass is so fucking tight on it. Can I push up in you some more? Is your ass OK? Can I try and put some more up in you?"

"Yes man yes! Oh yes Carl, put all of it up in me! Yea, I'm open now, push it all in me! How much you got in me? How far are you in me?"

"I think I'm like about half way in you. I think I've got about half of my dick in you! You OK?"

"Oh yes man,-oh yes! I am better than OK! I am in fucking heaven right now, fucking heaven! If you've only got half of that dick up in me right now, I am going to be in true heaven when you put the rest in me. I can not believe this! Oh Carl, thank God I had the guts to tell you I wanted to get fucked by you! Oh man-I can not believe this! Keep pushing man, give me the whole fucking thing!"

"Tony, you sure? I feel like I'm really a long way up in you already! You sure you want me to put the rest of it up in you?"

"Oh God yes Carl! God yes! Carl, you have no fucking idea how hot and good this is to me! My insides are feeling so good! Oh man! I can not believe how fucking good this feels. Push! Yea-push all of it in! Carl push down and lay completely on me. Put all of it up in there, I need it! I want it! I need to know I've got all of you up in there! Oh man, I'lll remember this forever!"

"OK man, I will if you say so! Get ready! I hope like hell this don't do anything bad to you! Here I come!"

"Oh God yes!!! Oh God yes!! Oh Carl that feels so fucking good! Yea man, push on me, push on my body! Push my ass! Push my ass! Yea make me know you've got all of it up in me! Yea-push-push!"

"Oh Tony! Tony I've got all of it up in you! I'm laying right on you! You OK? You OK? Man, I can't believe I got my whole dick up inside of you! Oh man, I can't believe I've got my dick up inside of another person! You OK? You're not hurt are you?"

"Oh no Carl, I'm not hurt! I just need to kind of lay here for a minute and let my insides get used to having something that fucking big up in there! Oh shit man, my whole body feels full! Oh Carl, I want to just lay here like this all night! Oh man, you feel so good up in me like that! How you doing? You OK?"

"Yea I'm OK! I never thought fucking some guy's ass could be like this man! I really never did. Oh this feels so good having my dick up inside of you. Your insides feels so warm to my dick. This feels so good! Oh man, I can't believe I'm up inside of you!"

"Well let me tell you something man. If you think that feels good, you ought to be the one down here and having a dick like that up inside of you. This is great!"

As Carl wrapped his arms around Tony to give him a good tight hug, he laid his head down beside Tony as close as he could, and asked, "Hey, mind if I ask you something?"

"What? Hell no, I don't mind! What?"

I want to ask you something, but I guess it's kind of hard for me to ask."

"What? Carl, I really don't think there should be anything right now that should be too hard for you to ask me. After all man, you are laying there with your cock up in my ass, I think we kind of know each other pretty well now. Tell me, what's the question? What?"

"Well---OK. Uhhhh, OK, here goes! Will you fuck me? Will you fuck my ass?"

"Yea,--- hell yes I will! Carl, what was so hard about that? Of course I will fuck your ass! Why was that such a problem for you to ask?"

"Oh I don't know! This whole thing, ever since the bus station has been about how you wanted me to fuck you, and I just kind of thought that maybe you just like to get fucked, and not fuck some guy's ass. I just thought maybe I was kind of out of line asking if you would or not!"

"Oh my God Carl! I'm so sorry! Oh I never intended to have it come across like that! I am so sorry! Really I am!"

"That's OK. It's just that ever since this whole thing got started, I was kind of hopeing that you would ask if I'd like to have you fuck me, but you never asked, and I was hopeing you would."

"Oh shit Carl! Carl I never thought about it! I guess I just figured that since you are a straight guy, that if I was just able to get you to fuck me, I was really getting somewhere. I never thought about you maybe wanting to get fucked too!"

"Tony, I've wanted to get fucked by some guy for a long time now, but I've never had a chance with anybody, and since I saw how much you were enjoying getting fucked, I decided I just had to be up-front and tell you I want to get fucked too!"

"Oh man, oh man! Carl, of course I will fuck you! I am so fucking sorry I never even thought that maybe you might want to. Have you ever been fucked by a guy before?"

"No, I never have. I've kind of wanted to though for a long time, but living where I do, you just don't go down the street and ask some guy to fuck your ass. I found a paperback book when I was still in high school and it was a story about two guys fucking each other, and ever since I read part of that book, I've always wanted to see what it was like. So if you do fuck me, it's going to be my first time. Is that OK? If it's my first time, would you fuck me anyway? I've always wondered if I'd like it or not, and after listening to you right now, I just got to find out for myself if it's anything like they talked about in that book!"

"Yes, hell yes I will fuck you! I will be in heaven fucking that tight ass of yours! I haven't played with it yet, but from the looks of it, it looks like you have got two of the solidest butt muscles anywhere. You have got a cute little bubble, muscle ass, and hell yes man, hell yes! I will be more than glad to fuck that ass for you!"

"Oh thanks man! Thanks! I don't know why it was so rough for me to ask you, but I guess it's just part of like it has always been for me, don't tell anybody what I want. I guess with you, it should have been different."

"Carl, how long you been dreaming about this? How many years you been wanting to get fucked?"

"I was like a freshman in high school when I found that book, and so I guess it's been five or six years since I first found out that guys do that to each other."

"Carl, have you done any sex with anyone yet? Ever had sex with a girl?"

"No----no. I don't like to admit it, but no. Thought I was going to one night, but it didn't happen."

"What do you mean, it didn't happen. What happened?"

"It was my Junior year, and Jenny and I were on a double date with a friend and his girl, and after the movie we ended up out in the country, on some back road. Everybody was kind of fooling around and feeling each other. I knew that if I was going to get it, it was going to be my first time. Well-anyway, we were in the back seat, and I guess we were getting pretty close, cause I started to take my pants off, and of course I had a hard-on. Jenny took one look at my dick and refused to let me get any closer to her. Bobby and Sussie looked back to see what was happening, and they both kind of freaked out too. That stopped everything. I never got a chance after that! You know I told you the coach asked me to shower by myself. Well it was kind of because of that night. Everybody kind of found out about it, and all the guys liked to tease me about it. So, anyway, never got to do anything until now! You're the first one that let me do anything!"

"Oh shit man! Carl, I'm sorry that happened! Shit man, what a crap! Well, that does tell me one thing though!"

"What? What does that tell you?"

"There were no bottom gays in your town, if "everybody" heard about what happened in that car that night! If any guys had been wanting fucked by a big dick, I'm sure you would have been propositioned somehow! Just like I did in the bus station today! If any gay guy had heard about that, I know damn well you would have known about it, and you would have known he wanted his chance with you!"  "Oh-you think so? You think there could have been guys that maybe wanted me to fuck 'em? I never thought about that! Yea, I read part of that book, I knew some guys do that, from what I read, but I never thought any guy would want me to fuck him. Well, anyway not until you today! All the guys at school kept making fun of me cause some girl wouldn't let me fuck her. You think some guy, there at school, might have wanted me to fuck him?" "Carl, I don't know! There sure could have been. Could have been some guys that were not too sure if you'd accept their ideas, or maybe make trouble for them. Anything ever happen that maybe was some guy's attempt to find out if maybe you'd think doing that was OK? Anybody ever do or say anything that might have been their way of trying to tell you he wanted it?"

"Well no. I don't think so. All the guys, they just kept teasing me about how I made girls run the other way. The only one that ever really said anything really about it was the coach. He was the only one that really mentioned it when he told me I should shower by myself."

Trying to flip his head sideways as much as possible to look toward Carl, Tony emphatically asked, "The coach!? The coach!?"

"Well yea, the coach. He told me he had heard about what happened in the car between Jenny and I and why she stopped everything, and he asked me if that had ever happened before. I told him, no, that was the first time I had tried anything like that, and that's when he told me, so that the other guys wouldn't make fun of it, maybe I had better take later showers so that they didn't have a chance to make comments. He told me that he usually took showers a little later too, and that I could shower when he did, so the guys didn't have a chance to make fun."

Laying there, on his gut, pinching his own hard-on that was being crushed between himself and the mattress, with Carl completely imbedded fully in his ass, and with Carl laying comfortable on top of him, Tony managed to ask, "Tell me bout the coach! Tell what he was like. Was he real friendly with you? Did he shower with you a lot?"

"Oh yea we showered together quite a bit. He'd help me out making excuses why I had to shower a little later by having me do stuff with the equipment or the schedule or something so that other guys did not ask why I didn't shower with them all the time. I know once he gave one guy some lame excuse about me being a black man, and he knew some of the guys preferred not showering with me. That one was a real false! None of the white guys had any problem with me showering at the same time as they did. None of them ever left the shower early when I was in the shower with them. They always seemed to have something they wanted to talk about while we showered. I always felt like they really did like to shower with me. I don't know why he made that comment. Kind of pissed me off."

"Yes and I don't blame you at all. How did he act when you two showered together?"

"Oh, OK, I guess. I do know once in awhile he'd make some comment about how he understood Jenny's problem. Then he's kind of look at it and roll his eyes some and then slap at it! Joking, I guess! One time he mentioned it and then actually asked me if I'd make it hard so he could see for himself what got her all scared. At first I didn't want to, but he kept asking me to do it, and then asked if I wanted him to help, and I just told him, I'd do it myself. I put some soap on it and I got it hard and he stood there for a long time and looked at it. He often did make comments about how he understood why she would be afraid of it, but maybe everybody would not have acted the same way. He made comments about how some people just may like a cock that size used on them. I always thought it was funny that when he talked about it that way, he always said some people might not be afraid of it, he never said some girls might not be afraid of it."

"Well Carl, were there any times when he did something that you thought might be kind of wrong?"

"There was only one time when he did something that I thought maybe he should not have, and that was the time he thought I had a sore on the end of it, and he said that as my coach he really did need to take a closer look at it to make sure I did not have a VD or something. He was kind of getting me scared that maybe something was wrong with it, so I let him pull the skin back and look at it to see if it was OK. After he really looked at it, long enough that he made it hard with his kind of pulling the skin on it back and forth and looking at it, he decided that he did not think anything was wrong, but he had some kind of a cream that he wanted to spear on it just to make sure. He told me that he needed to look at it again the next day to see if the marks that he thought were on it, were gone after the cream was on it for a day. They were gone the next day, but I never did see what he was talking about. I tried to look, but I sure did not see anything! He told me he thought it looked red. Well hell yes it looked red! The end of my dick always looks kind of red. If you're a black man, the end of your dick is going to be kind of red!"

"So you like your coach? Was he a pretty good guy?"

"Yea, he was always nice to me. I always kind of thought he felt sorry for me after that car thing happened. He paid more attention to me after that got around school."

"So how old was this coach?"

"Oh I don't know. He was older. Maybe 40 or 45, or something like that. Why?"

"Well Carl, was he married, single, have a family or what?"

"Well I guess he was single or divorced, or something. I don't know. I never actually asked or really even cared. I don't think he had a wife that I know about anyway. Anyway, never saw her if he had one. I know he had a son that lived with him, so I guess he must have been divorced. They lived out in the country, along Cemetery Road, and so I hardly ever saw them in town. I don't think I ever saw his son in town, come to think of it. His son, Jimmy, was like about 23 or 24 I think. He looked like he might have been a coach someplace too, but I don't know for sure. He looked like a coach. I always kind of thought maybe he was a wrestling coach someplace. I saw them a couple of times down at the lake area. That's why I thought maybe that Jimmy was a wrestling coach. He kind of played around in the water like he was trying to teach me some wrestling holds or something. They were skinny dipping, and Coach and Jimmy kept wanting me to go skinny dipping too, but I was too embarrassed being outdoors, so I never took my trunks off. When the coach said "hi" to me, when I rode up on my bike, which was the first time I ever saw them at the swimming hole, he told me that was his boy, Jimmy. So I guess that was of course his son, but I never saw any wife, so I guess they were divorced."

"Oh Carl! Fuck me, fuck me good and hard! Getting fucked by you is more fun now than I realized at first! Fuck me good and hard, good and deep! Hard and fast! Fuck me man, fuck me! Let me know I'm getting fucked by one of the most "clue-less" guys I've ever known! Fuck me hard, and then we'll have a little conversation about you and that coach of yours, before I fuck you in the ass. You are about 4 or 5 years late, getting it from when you could have, and should have, so we need to make up for lost time."

"Tony, what are you talking about, what are you saying? Why do you say I'm 4 or 5 years late in getting it? What do you mean?"