Reply-To: rhitch@prodigy.com
Hey Guys, Sorry I made it look like chapter 5 was the end. There was one more to go and here it is!
Usual disclaimers...Don't read this if you're legally too young in your area. Don't read it if sex between young guys offends you, and if it does offend you, grow up.
Wrestling Squad, Pt 6
"Bryan, I want you to screw me."
When I said it, I felt his butt clench around my half-hard dick. The look on his face made me realize I had said the perfect thing. He was amazed and happy and scared and uncertain, all at the same time. I could tell he really wanted to do this, he really wanted to screw me, but wasn't sure I really meant it.
So there I was my meat still buried up Bryan's butt, holding him in my arms, asking him to screw me. Damn! I didn't know why I said that, but once I had, I realized I meant it. I really wanted my little love to screw me. I wanted to feel what he had just felt. More, I wanted that knowing he had now. That knowing that there was something of me in him. He knew now, he had something that could never be taken away. I wanted to know that to. I wanted to know that something of him was for always a part of me.
Well, I'm not 16 anymore, but know what? That doesn't sound like romantic BS to me even now. I think that maybe I was more in touch with what I needed emotionally then than I am sometimes now. I needed Bryan to screw me. No, not really, I needed Bryan to make love to me like I had just made love to him.
"Davey, can I? I mean, it's okay? You'll let me do it to you?"
"Bryan, I won't `let' you. I want you to do it. I want to feel you inside me. Bryan, will you please make love to me?"
We lay there, talking for a long time, my dick buried in his butt (it never did get soft). We'd kiss for a while, then talk some more. I felt the cum he'd shot on my face get liquid and run off, then slowly dry as we talked and shared things that I won't repeat here. Our whole relationship started then, really, not with the sex part, with the quiet talking afterwards.
Finally, I could see that, for all the romantic things we were saying Bryan really wanted to get back to the sex part. His dick was like a steel bar pressing into my stomach.
I decided we'd better shower a bit first. I slowly pulled out of Bryan, then picked him up and carried him to the bathroom. I stood him in the shower and slowly washed every inch of his perfect little body, really appreciating the muscular curves that were beginning to show. I even noticed that he'd grown a little even in the three months since I'd first met him. I didn't appreciate then just what a surprise I was in for later.
I knelt in front of him and washed his beautiful dick, I was so fascinated by it. It looked like ivory and was almost as hard. His meat had no veins that I could see, no scar, just a smooth, hard, pulsing tube of flesh. I kept thinking of how, in a few minutes, it was going to be inside me, screwing me. I looked at the arrow head shape of it. That was when I first noticed that, though his piece was shorter than mine was, it got continually thicker down the length. Just over half way down, he was thicker than I was. To be honest? I was getting just a little worried about the whole idea. I was beginning to realize that despite his age, Bryan was NOT a kid, and this could hurt!
Then he turned around, and I started to wash his butt. I spread his cheeks, and saw how his little hole hadn't quite come back to normal yet, and my cum was oozing out of it still. I realized that I'd probably hurt him more than he had let on, but he loved me too much to let things detract from the pleasure for me. I decided a little pain was worth it, to make it good for Bryan.
"Davey, let me wash you now."
I stood up and Bryan knelt in front of me starting at my feel, washing up my body. I couldn't help but think of just over six weeks ago in the locker-room shower, Bryan fully clothed, kneeling in the shower's stream as he sucked me for the first time. I was so hard and wanted him so much. His soft hands slid back the last of my foreskin as he gently cleaned the head of my dick. He took, just the head in his mouth for a moment, then released it. He soaped and massaged my pecs, giving special attention to my nipples.
When the water washed away the soap, he took each in his mouth. In turn he gave each one a little nip.
We stepped out of the shower and stood a little apart, each watching the other dry off. We were both three quarters hard and our heartbeats in the jumping of our meat. Bryan dropped the towel and stepped over to me. He took my hand, smiled and turned to lead me to the bedroom.
I don't know just when it happened. I can't even describe exactly what it was, but suddenly I realized Bryan was in charge. I didn't mind it a bit. I even liked it. He walked me to the bed and, after I laid out on it, he lay beside me and started to kiss me. We had kissed before, and I had kissed him, but this time HE was kissing ME.
He rolled on top of me, and I felt him slide his knees between mine and spread my legs. I was on another planet or something. I was just totally willing to let Bryan do this for me. I wanted him to screw me, to cum inside me. This all sounds kinda wussy writing it, but I guess anyone who's ever really wanted the guy they loved to screw him knows what I mean.
He knelt between my knees and spread baby oil on my butt hole, then slowly lowered his head and engulfed my dick in his mouth as his finger slid into me. Bryan moved his finger in and out, slowly in time with his sucking.
"Oh god Bryan! That feels so great! I love it! I love it when you suck me! And my butt, you make it feel so good! Please! Please Bryan! Screw me! I want to feel it!"
He straightened up, "Are you sure, Davey? It's okay if you don't want to."
I sat up and took the bottle of baby oil from him and slowly spread it the length of his dick. Rubbing my hand up and down the length of it, feeling the pre-cum thicken the oil, it was great.
"Do it, Bryan. Now!"
I wrapped my legs around his waist as he put his dick head at my butt hole, and pressed forward.
Okay, guys, that's where things started to go wrong. I had hurt him earlier, and he was afraid to hurt me, so he didn't push very hard, the head, just started to open me, and my nerves kicked in and pushed him out. He tried again, same thing, but by now he was biting his lips. He tried again, and got pushed out again. It was like my hole was sucking on the tip of his dick. Now he had his eyes squeezed shut and his face was starting to go red. Twice more, no luck and I felt him stiffen.
"Bryan! Stop! You'll--"
"Davey!!!!!!"
As he shouted, I felt his dick spasm and his cum squirting in my butt and running down my crack. He pulled back slightly, and my body relaxed, I was disappointed, but... Then his whole body jerked as he continued to unload, and he slammed his dick into me to the root in one incredible thrust.
I thought I was being torn in half. I'd dislocated my shoulder the year before and it was nothing to the pain I felt. I bit my forearm to keep from screaming. Tears were leaking out of my eyes and I guess my face had gone white.
"Oh god! Davey, what did I do! I'm so sorry!"
He started to pull out, but my legs were clenched around his waist.
"No, Bryan, no. Stay there," As I spoke, the pain lessened. "Just wait a bit, Babe, it's okay. Just wait."
He collapsed on my chest, crying and kissing my neck and muttering about being sorry. I'd gone totally soft, but I could tell he was still hard in me. It wasn't actually hurting anymore. It was beginning to feel ... interesting. Yes, this could be VERY interesting!
I clenched my butt around the really thick base of Bryan's dick. His muttering stopped like someone pulled the plug.
"Davey?"
"We'll practice how to start later. You're in me now, Babe, and hard. Please, make love to me."
And did he ever! My little Bryan was a natural! He started slow, then sped up, and then changed the length of his stroke. At one point, he pushed all the way in me, then, keeping it there; he started a little bounce on the bed, making his meat move inside me. He did things I never thought of -- but intended to do to him very soon.
He took the baby oil and rubbed it on my dick and whacked me in time to his thrusts. He was watching my face. As I got close, he whispered, "Oh, Davey, I'm going to cum inside you, I'm so close--"
Then he bent down and replaced his hand with his mouth and sucked me into him to the base! I felt his mouth sucking my dick and his dick screwing my butt and I exploded. I shouted his name, as he straightened, letting my dick shoot into the air, slammed his dick into me three or four incredibly hard fast thrusts, and while I was still shooting, I felt his cock erupt up my butt. I finally got that part of him I wanted inside me.
It was dawn when we finally fell asleep in each other's arms.
Epilogue
For those of you who asked, these events are an only slightly fictionalized account of when Bryan (not his real name) and I met in 1985. I'm 31 now and Bryan's 29. I'm still 5'8" but now a muscular 160#. Bryan, however, is now 6'3" and a VERY muscular 220#.
We were together until 1991, then, mostly because I'm an idiot and couldn't see Bryan didn't need me telling him how to run his life, we broke up. He never actually left my life, because of his friendship with my Da.
In 1993, a drunk driver broadsided my Da and me. My Da was killed and I was in a coma for 4 weeks. The first thing I remember when I woke up was seeing Bryan at my bedside. He was the one who broke the news about my Da and held me while I cried. He was there when the Doctor told me I'd probably never walk again. He was my coach in proving the Doctor wrong.
We had our commitment ceremony in 1994.
David Boyd
Meddle not in the affairs of Dragons, For you are crunchy and taste good with chutney!
D.B.
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