YOUNG HETRO STUD IN HEAT
Winters in the Midwest can be harsh. This winter was mild until the last week of January. That is when we got the worst storm of the winter. Snow had started to fall in mid-morning, and by mid-afternoon schools and businesses were starting to close. The highway patrol was not letting any travelers be on the roads and were telling them to stay in hotels or with friends or relatives in town. So I thought I would have supper, shower, and watch some TV, because I knew I would not be going to work the next day.
It was about three P.M. when someone was knocking at my door. When I opened the door, there stood my cousin, Jason. He was dressed in blue jeans, a sweater, and sneakers. Jason just turned twenty years old a couple of weeks ago. He is five-foot-eight, 140 pounds, has brown hair, green eyes, and is clean-shaven. His hair is a crew cut and has a swimmer's build. He has very hairy legs and a very fine hairy chest. I know, because I saw him during the summertime playing basketball with just shorts on. We always got along, but we're not very close.
I am thirty-five years old, five-foot-ten, 150 pounds, brown hair, hazel eyes, moustache, somewhat hairy chest and very hairy legs.
"Hi, Rick, can I stay with you? Cops told me I couldn't go on any farther and that I would have to stay in town for the night," Jason said. I told Jason my plans for the night. All Jason said was, "Sounds great."
Jason removed his coat and gloves while I started to make supper. All the time I was making supper, we made small talk. Things about the weather, relatives, his schooling and my work.
After we ate supper, I asked Jason what movies he wanted to watch while I washed the supper dishes and took a shower, because I have a huge collection of movies, ranging from Walt Disney to horror. He asked if he couldn't help with the dishes, and I said no. The next thing he asked totally shocked me.
"I'm tired of watching the same kind of movies. Do you have any dirty movies?" Jason asked.
I said, "What makes you think I have any dirty movies?"
"I figured you did. Because you live by yourself and you don't have anything else I see you spend your money on," he said.
I have a huge collection of dirty movies. I have some that are straight, as well as bisexual and gay films. Actually, I have only one straight dirty movie, because I am gay. So I thought a straight movie would be great, because I know Jason is straight and he has lots of girlfriends.
"Yes," I said. "I do have some dirty movies. I'll put one on, and you can watch that while I do the dishes and take a shower."
I put the movie on while Jason got up and sat down in a chair right next to the TV. I thought if I timed this right, by the time I was done with my shower, the flick would be over and Jason and I could get some action together.
That was just a fantasy of mine, and I thought, "No way." Then I asked him, "Have you ever seen a dirty movie before?"
"Just once," Jason said. "A friend of mine has one, and I only saw it twice. I thought it was hot."
By this time I thought I could see Jason's dick throbbing in his jeans.
After I did the supper dishes, I turned up the furnace, because I like to take hot showers. After the shower I put on my red velvet bikini underwear, sweat pants, and a tee shirt. I purposely left the furnace turned up.
When I got to the living room, the straight flick was just getting over.
"That was a great movie," Jason said. "Do you have any more?"
I said, "Sure I do."
This time I got the bisexual flick. I popped it in the VCR and started it. The first scene was a man and woman having sex. Then Jason said, "God, it's hot in here. Do you mind if I take off my shirt?"
I told him, "No, I don't mind. I think I'll do the same." I couldn't wait to see his hairy chest, because I love hairy-chested guys.
He pulled off his sweater to expose his chest. His chest had a dark tan from playing basketball all summer, and his tits were dime size. I tried not to stare, but I think he caught me. Then I quickly shed my tee shirt.
Just then the first scene was getting over. Then the next scene started to play. This scene starts with a man and woman ending having sex, and then the woman leaves the room and another man comes in and the two men start having sex. I looked over at Jason and saw his eyes growing very wide.
"Jesus Christ," he said. "Those guys are making out."
I asked, "Do you want me to stop it or fast-forward it?"
"No," he said. "I always thought about how gays make out. I guess I am going to learn how they do it."
After the scene was over, Jason said, "I always wondered how that would feel like."
I said, "You want to find out?"
He just looked at me with surprise and shock. He said, "Are you joking or are you serious?"
I told him, "I am serious. I always wondered what it would be like having sex with you."
Jason then asked, "Are you bi or gay?"
I told him, "I am gay. You haven't guessed that, because I'm not married and you've never known me to have any girlfriends?"
Jason said, "I heard rumors that you were, through family members. I guess you can suck me off. And that's it, because you know I'm straight."
I said, "Sure, and if you want, I can make you feel real good."
I got up and walked to where he was sitting. I bent over and took one of his tits in my mouth while I pinched the other one. Then I switched, sucking the other tit while I pinched the tit I was just sucking on.
Jason then said, "Fuck, that feels damn great."
I said, "If you like this, just wait and see what I do next."
I drove to his Adam's apple and sucked it while my hands rubbed his dick through his pants. I could feel the heat of his throbbing dick. Then I tongued my way down his throat while my hands were still rubbing his hard dick. I then tongued my way down his hairy chest, kissing and sucking my way down to his navel.
When I got down to his pants, I unbuttoned them and took the zipper of the pants between my teeth and pulled it down between my teeth. He lifted his ass off the chair, and I pulled his pants and socks off. He was wearing pink low-rise brief underwear. I sucked his dick through the underwear. All this time Jason was moaning and groaning and saying how great it felt. Then I pulled down the front of his pink underwear to see my reward. His bush was a real thick bush of brown wiry hair, and his dick was six inches long and four inches thick. I deep-throated him while I was rubbing and pinching his hairy chest and tits.
Then I heard Jason say, "God, that feels fucking good. No girl of mine would ever suck my dick. They all say that it's too gross."
I just looked up at him. Then I let his dick slip out of my mouth. I then said, "If you like that, you'll love this."
I took his hairy balls in my mouth and sucked them while I took his dick in my hand and started to jack him off. By now his ass was squirming in the chair. I sucked his balls for about ten minutes when I knew he was about to shoot his load. I let his balls fall out of my mouth, and stopped jacking him off.
Jason said, "Hey, why did you stop? I was just about to blow my wad."
I said, "I know, but I want you to blow your wad someplace else."
"Like where?" he said.
"Like someplace tighter than your girlfriend's pussy," I said.
He thought about it for only a second and said, "You mean I can fuck your ass?"
"Hell, yes," I said.
With that, I stood up, dropped my sweat pants, and stood there in my red velvet bikini underwear with my seven-inch dick busting to get free.
"God, you look good in those underwear," Jason said.
I handed Jason some lotion and told him to grease me and him up. I turned around and dropped to the floor on my hands and knees. I could hear Jason pouring lotion on his dick, and started to beat off. I said, "Pour some lotion on my ass and stick your finger up my hole."
He did what I told him to do. It had been a while since I was fucked, and the biggest dick I had up my ass was eight inches. So I knew Jason's dick would be a breeze.
Jason stuck his finger up my hole and said, "God, you are tighter than my girlfriend's pussy."
Then he withdrew his finger, and I could tell his dick was next to go in. His dick went in easy, and he rammed it all the way in until I felt his balls hit mine. I grunted, and he asked it if hurt.
I said, "No, it feels great, but I want you to jack me off while you fuck me."
He said, "I don't know about that."
"Haven't you ever wondered what it would be like to touch another guy's dick?"
"Yes, I guess every guy does."
"Well, go for it -- it won't break."
Well, he reached around and grabbed it. "It feels so hard, but yet soft and good in a way."
"Well, what are you waiting for? Start fucking me, and jack me off while you're doing that."
He then did what he was told. He fucked me for about half an hour, and all the while he got braver and braver. He started playing with my balls and rubbing my chest and pinching my tits.
Then I shouted, "I'm about to shoot my load." Then he started jacking me off faster. I could feel my come getting real close, and then I shot the biggest load I ever had. Jason just kept jacking me after I shot my load, rubbing my cum over my dick and balls.
Then Jason yelled, "I'm coming, too."
I then could feel his dick throbbing up my ass, and I knew he shot his load, too.
After Jason's dick softened and came out of my ass, we lay on the floor for a while.
Jason then said, "You know, you were right. That was the best sex I have ever had, and your ass was tighter than any pussy that I ever fucked."
We lay on the floor for an hour. Then I said, "It's time to get to bed. You know, Jason, you'll have to sleep with me, because the couch is really uncomfortable to sleep on."
Jason said, "Sounds great to me."
We got up and went to bed. We both slept in the nude that night.
I woke up the next morning with a raging hard-on again, thinking about the night before. I looked over toward Jason to find him sleeping on his stomach with his right leg pulled up toward his arm. In that position, I could see his asshole. For the first time, I got to see my cousin's asshole. His ass was covered with the same very fine hair as on his chest, and his asshole was very hairy.
I got up and crawled between his legs and started rubbing my finger up and down the crack of his ass. He started to moan, and I stopped, afraid that I might wake him. When it seemed like he was still sleeping, I grabbed the oil I had beside the bed and poured some down his crack and started to finger his crack again. This time I pushed my finger in his hole just to the first knuckle and stopped. He was still sleeping. I thought, "God, what a heavy sleeper. I bet I could fuck him this way. It takes a real man to have a dick up his ass."
I poured some oil on my dick and got it nice and slick. When I was ready, I aimed my dick for his hole. Just as I got the head of my cock in his ass, he woke up.
He started to yell, "What the fuck are you doing?"
I held him down and in place, saying, "Take it easy. It only hurts for a little bit. Just relax."
And with that, he stopped protesting.
I lay still for a few minutes so he could get used to having a dick up his ass. I bent over and started to suck his ear lobes. He seemed to relax more, and then I started fucking him. I reached around to rub his hairy chest while I fucked him. Then I reached further down to grab his dick, and started to jack him off in rhythm with my fucking. I could feel Jason getting close to shooting his load, and kept stroking until he blew his load. That got me more horny. Then I shot my load up my cousin's virgin ass.
After that, I rested on my cousin's back, just kissing his back all over. When my dick slipped out of his ass, I turned him over, and we kissed for the first time.
Jason said, "It wasn't that bad, once I got used to your cock. I sure could get used to this."
Jason got up and showered while I fixed breakfast.
That night it had snowed a foot, so after breakfast we got out to dig our cars out. By the time we got dug out, the streets were cleared. Jason got home safely, and we get together once in a while. He never did date girls again, and his parents wondered why. Jason and I just smile at each other every time they mention it. Jason finally sucked my dick and took my load down his throat, but that's a whole different story.
Marshall, Minnesota