Date: Mon, 9 Mar 2009 21:58:59 -0700 (PDT) From: T Claybourn <email@example.com> Subject: You Want Me To Do What (chapter 3) Normal warning if you are not the right age to read this please don't I really don't want you to get into trouble on my account, but if you are the right age pop a top and enjoy reading. Thanks Terry. And a special thanks to Jere, for all the editing he has done. Chapter Three (Oh wow) Saturday night "You won't be," Ryan said in a husky lustful voice. When Ryan stood up, I wrapped my legs around his waist; I could feel the wet head of his dick kiss my hole as he walked out of the room and into OUR new room. He let go of me with one arm as he grabbed the bedding and pulled it off the bed, just leaving the bottom sheet. Then I was deposited to the bed with a bounce. "Stay!" he said. Then he went into the closet, and when he came out, he was shaking a bottle of something. "Lube," he said, as he took a small glass out of the nightstand and squeezed the stuff into it. Then he crawled up on the bed between my legs. I gasped when he licked up the inner length of my leg, only stopping at the nut sack to suck them into his mouth; they were still wet from his cum as he lapped at them. Then he moved to my dick, taking it all into his mouth, sucking and pulling on it. All I could do was moan and wiggle all over the bed. Then he stopped and put two fingers into the glass, bringing them down toward my ass, and I reached down and pulled my cheeks apart for him. "You really want these," he asked, and I could only nod yes. When he put the two fingers in (not one, but the two), I gasped again; it hurt, but not that bad, Once I got use to them being in there, I relaxed an Ryan started to stretch my hole. We kissed a lot, and Ryan sucked me a lot. When he straddled my face, with his dick hanging just above my open mouth, he only allowed me to suck on the head of it. Before long, he was down between my legs again. He added a third finger, and I shifted upwards toward the headboard to get away; not sure why; it just hurt for a second. Ryan stopped, and said "Alright." "Yeah, just hurts a little," I told him. "Yeah, it does the first few times," he told me, as he jerked my dick with his hand. "Ready?" he asked, and I just nodded. "Ok, pet, this might hurt like a bitch for a few seconds or so; let me know if you want to stop, " he told me, as he lifted my legs up toward my chest, shoving a pillow under my hips to raise my ass up a little. "When I push in, you push out; alright?" he told me again, and I only nodded yes, "Grab the headboard, if you want," he said. I could feel him rub the tip of his dick on my asshole up and down a few times. "Ok, pet, push out," he instructed, and I did. I felt the head trying to break through, The pain hit, and I almost shot off the bed. "You're not supposed to do that," Ryan said. He let out a breath, and then rolled me over, bringing my ass up into the air, as he had me move my legs apart. "Ok, let's do it this way." I was on my knees, ass up in the air, head down. Again he tried to push it in, and I dropped down; I could hear Ryan cuss under his breath, "Sorry; it hurts," I told him. He rubbed my back a little, and then lay down beside me. "Ok, let's do it this way," he said, as he reached over and grabbed the glass of lube and poured it over his dick, jerking it a few times, making it really slippery. "Straddle my hips," he said, and I did. "Now set." I did, and Ryan held his dick so that, when I sat on the head, it would be right at the hole. "Ok, you sit down on it, and when the pain gets too much, stop." When the head pushed its way through, my eyes crossed, and I felt my dick shoot a load! Then I saw streaks of white flash through my closed eyelids; then stars; then I all that I could hear was our breathing and a low moan. I could feel Ryan push up as I slid down, and I felt a pop; then pain! Oh, God! Did it hurt! I stopped, and when I gasped out, Ryan's hands rubbed my hips and legs; he also kept me from flying off him. "Easy, baby; breathe. That's a good boy; breathe." His voice was very soft and easy. "Come on, pet, the hard part is over," he told me, as he patted my legs. When the pain finally left, it felt good; so I let myself slide down a little more. "How much farther?" I gasped out. "You're not even at my fist, yet," Ryan said. "Just take your time; we got all night," he told me. The hell we did; I wanted it now! I leaned forward and put my hands on his nipples and played with them. Then I took another breath and slid down further, breathing just through my nose, like a bull ready to charge. Ryan just smiled at me. Then I felt something; I opened my eyes and Ryan smiled at me. He shifted a bit, and I no longer felt it there. Ryan held up one hand and said, "Half way, pet." I groaned again, took another breath, and pushed out, like I was taking a shit. Soon, I felt something soft touch my butt. Opening my eyes, Ryan was smiling at me, his eyes was glazed over. "Oh, god, so good, so tight," Ryan, said. I could not believe how good it felt to have his big dick up my ass; it was such a wonderful feeling. Once I got use to it being in there, I looked at Ryan, who was just lying there. "Now what?" I asked. Ryan just smiled. "Lay down on my chest." I did, and Ryan wrapped his arms around me and rolled over to where I was laying on my back. I not sure how he stayed in, but when he started to roll over I made my ass pinch his dick. All that did was cause him to moan. "Ok, pet, you ready?" he asked. I nodded, and he started to pull out a little at a time. He moved back and forth, pulling out and then sliding back in. Each time, he hit something in there that caused me to gasp. Ryan shifted a little, and then every time when he pushed in, the head of his dick brushed up against the spot. I could feel my dick jerk and twitch like crazy. Ryan would stop suddenly; he didn't move or anything; then he would start up again, but with each withdrawal, he pulled out farther and farther; the bad thing was it made me cum again, "You Ok, Ryan?" I asked; he only nodded. "Yeah. I didn't want to cum, yet," he told me, and as he pulled out this time, I could feel the crown of his dick touch my ring; then he pushed back in. "Ok, pet, hold on," he told me, and then he started to fuck me hard; not rough, but hard, and I loved every minute of it! Ryan bent almost in half and kissed my mouth; our tongues danced with each other. Then he pulled off and kissed my neck for a while; then back to my mouth. I heard a grunt, and felt Ryan's dick throb inside me; I felt it twitch, then throb. Oh god, it was growing even more. When Ryan bit down on my neck, I felt his hot cum shot deep inside me, and that's all it took; I shot my load all over us. Ryan was grunting and pushing deep inside me as he came hard in me. "Oh, god, that was good!" Ryan mumbled into my neck. I only nodded. He didn't go soft after he came, like I do; he stayed hard. After a few seconds, Ryan rolled me over and put my hands on the headboard. "Hold on tight," he told me. Then he started to fuck me hard and rough; he fucked so hard the headboard slammed against the wall and the bed bounced on the floor. He came with a roar, and I shot all over the bed. Then he put his arm around my waist, and we were on our side. He brought my leg up over his thigh and started to pound me again, when I woke up, Ryan was beside me, his dick half way buried in me. I looked at the clock on the nightstand; it was only 4 am. I shifted, and he moaned, and something pulled at my back door; we were stuck together. I lifted my leg so I could open my hole a little, and then I reached in between my legs and grabbed his dick carefully, so I would not wake him. I grabbed his semi-hard dick and tried to ease it out of my hole. I heard a deep snore, and Ryan pulled back and rolled over onto his back. I bit the pillow to keep from yelling out. Then I headed to the bathroom and sat on the toilet, and shoved my sore dick between my legs and pissed. Then I grunted, and all the semen that I had in me squirted out into the toilet. I sat in the dark for a while, thinking of what just happened to me, and I loved it. I was so glad that my dad and uncle suggested this. Most guys would have just said `wham, bang,' and then they were gone; at least Ryan took his time and not just tore me a new one. I was brought out of my thoughts, when the light came on. Ryan was standing there naked as I was, with his dick in hand looking very much alive, "I got to pee; open your legs," he said, and I did. I shifted my legs so they were open wide, and Ryan stood between them and held out his dick and pissed between my legs. "Sorry; I couldn't hold it, and you were busy," he said, as he took something from behind the toilet, and wiped off his dick, cleaning it clear of cum and shit. "When you wipe, use one of these; they clean better than toilet paper does," he said, as he tossed it into the trash, and then washed his hands. After he left, I grabbed one of the wipes and clean off myself; glancing at it, I could see just a little bit of pink on it. Then I glanced in the toilet, and flushed it; maybe it was because it was my first time, and we got a little rough, I thought, as I washed my hands and headed back to bed. Once I got in, Ryan reached over and pulled me toward him, "No, pet; you sleep right here beside me, " he told me, as he pulled me closer to him. I put my head on his chest and laid my arm across it, lightly touching his nipple; and then I laid one leg across his, slightly bending it at the knee. "Good night, Ryan," I told him. "Good night, pet." he said, after a yawn. Sunday Who would have thought that an asshole could get that sore from having sex. When morning came, I was so sore I could not move; it took me forever to climb out of bed and walk to the bathroom. I forgot to grab my clothes on the way to the bathroom, so I grabbed one of Ryan's t-shirts that were hanging over the shower door; it hung on me like a dress. Then I headed to the kitchen to find something to eat, which took me several more minutes. I just got to the sofa, when the door opens, and Ryan and Tim came jogging in, both in shorts and no shirts. Tim gave me a smile, then headed to the bathroom. "Sore, pet?" Ryan asked, as he came over to where I was trying to stand. "Yeah, I think," I muttered out. "Sorry," I told him, after he shot me a `watch it' look. "Tim, run a warm bath and put two caps full of the stuff in the blue bottle." he yelled. The water came on. Ryan then picked me up and headed toward the bathroom. "What? You're sore this morning?" Tim asked, as he came into the room. "No. Chad worked out with me last night; his muscles are sore this morning," Ryan told him. Tim gave me a sly smile when I turned six shades of red. Ryan put me feet first into the water, which went to my shins; then pulled the shirt off me. "Lay up to your neck in it; do not get it in your eyes, and do your best to soak your hole. When it starts to cool off, add more hot. I'll come and get you when it's time," he told me; then left. "Hey! Don't drink all the OJ dork," he yelled at Tim. I lay in the tub on my belly with my legs open, as I rested my head on my hand. I took in a deep breath; the stuff I was soaking in smelled familiar; the water had turned a blue color, and it had a really strong smell of herbal, and something else I was not sure of. I rolled over and brought my knees up a little so the water would at least hit my hole for a while. I could hear Ryan and Tim making sounds in the kitchen. I am not sure how long I stayed in the tub, but when Ryan came and got me, my ass was no longer sore. "Stand up," he ordered, and I did. He then turned on the shower and let me rinse off. After quick rinse, Ryan lifted me out of the tub and started to dry me off; then the door opened, "Here; this is all I could find on the dresser," Tim said, as he opened the door. Laying a T-shirt on the counter, he the door shut again. "You don't want anything tight on today, so this should do alright, until we have to go somewhere," Ryan said, as he helped me get the shirt on. Thank, god, it was one of his. When we came out of the bathroom, Tim was just leaving. "Thanks for the OJ," and the door shut with a thud. Ryan shook his head. We ate breakfast in silence; I was not sure what to say, and I think Ryan was thinking about last night. After we ate, we cleaned up the kitchen and did the dishes, together. Ryan then went in and got a quick shower, I need to go to the store; do you want to come, or stay here, he asked me. I thought about it for a minute. "I'll go," I told him. "Ok, put on some loose shorts. When we got to the local Wal-Mart, I was not allowed to wonder off; I had to stay by the cart, with my hand on it at all times. We ended up running into some of my school friends, who wanted me to head over to the electronic so I could help them if they had any question; like the guys there couldn't answer. Ryan shook his head `no.' "Sorry, guys; we're not here for long; just need to grab a few things," I told them; they bought it, and left us alone. We went over to the department that sold my size underwear; I was not into men's sizes yet, and it was just a little embarrassing to have to buy in the Jr. department area, Ryan didn't mind, but I sure the hell did. I started to wonder why he went into the baby area and got some of that baby magic stuff - you know, Lotion, baby shampoo, a body wash. I just looked at him; he just gave me a smile. Then we got the stuff Ryan needed for the house, and some stuff he wanted, but not me; I didn't get to get the stuff I usually bought. `Note to self; talk to Dan,' I thought, as we went to the checkout. Ryan tossed the stuff in the car. I thought we were going to head home; however, we headed over to the other side of town, to this sleazy place that showed live sex shows. Ryan pulled into the alley and parked the car in the back. He jerked his head, and we both got out. We went to the door, Ryan opened it and stepped inside; I hesitated for a minute. "Come on; it's before hours; no one here but Bill," he told me. I swallowed, and went in. The place was big! It had different sections to it; one door said BEFORE ENTERING, PAY AT REGISTER. Ryan pulled me along to this one area, and stood me in front of him. I looked at the stuff, and I got hard. There were plastic dicks of any size, any color, run on batteries or electric. There were things that you held in you hand to fuck, called a pocket pussy. There was this thing that said `Butt Plug' on the box; it looked weird. "Come on," he told me. He stopped again, and again I was brought to stand in front of him. After a few minutes, probably more like a half hour, we went to the register. Ryan put some things down on the counter, and Bill gave me a look; then licked his lips. I stood close to Ryan. "Hey, what flavor suckers you like," he asked; I didn't look at him. "Grape, Cherry, green apple, watermelon, I told him, but not taking my eyes off Bill. He just gave me the creeps. "How much?" I heard Ryan ask. "Two bucks each, or three for five," he said. "Alright, go ahead," he told Ryan. Ryan sat the stuff on the counter, and I looked at it; it was a candy pacifier that was shaped like a dick. Then there was what the wrapper said was a `dick on a stick.' I just looked up at Ryan. Bill gave Ryan a total, and Ryan raised his eyebrow at him. Then Bill did something, and then told Ryan a totally different price that was much lower. "Employees discount," Ryan told me. The stuff was then put in a brown paper bag and handed to Ryan; he took it; grabbed my hand, and t we left. I didn't say anything all the way home; my mind was too busy trying to figure this all out. That afternoon, Ryan and I did laundry and got the apartment cleaned up, just in case our dads showed up without telling us they were coming. Once the place was clean and the laundry was folded and put away, we had a small lunch. Ryan got on the computer and, for some reason, I felt like lying down; so I did. . I'm not sure how long I slept, but was awakened with a major hard on, with something warm and wet licking my rod. I opened one eye to see Mario between my legs, licking my dick like a Popsicle; all I could do was moan. Then he wiggled his wet finger in between my cheek, so I opened my legs, shifting them so my hole would be open for him. Ryan moved up and down on my rod, as his finger fucked my hole. I gasped when he added two, and almost shot my load when he added the third. "You ready to get fucked?" he asked. I nodded, and he then put my legs up over his shoulders and pushed the head of his dick into my ass, "OHH, God, I yelled, as the pain hit me. I started to snort like a bull as I pulled away from him. "No, push back on to me," he told me, grabbing my hips and pulling me down toward him. "Relax," he ordered. I did my best to relax, but when I felt the head enter, I almost screamed out. The pain lasted only a few seconds; then it started to feel good, Ryan slowly moved in and out of me, so his dick would get slick and slide in and out better. Once he had fully penetrated me, he let me get used to him being in me. "Ok, pet?" I gave him a smile and a nod; then he started to ram me hard and fast. The bed bounced and rocked as he fucked me; all I could do was either grab the headboard or the sheets, or hold on for dear life. I felt him stiffen; then he shot his load deep in me, snarling like a bear over the top of me, once he got his eyes uncrossed, he looked down at me. "Sorry, pet, but I just had to," he said, as he gently fucked me. He bent down and slid one arm under me, and started to kiss me as he fucked me. My body started to convulse, and I came hard; neither Mario nor I even touched me. "Wow! What was that all about?" I asked him. "It's called an anal orgasm," he told me, "Can you make me do it again?" I asked. He just smiled at me. "I can sure try," he told me. I must have come at least four times to Mario's three. I was straddling Mario's hips, when we both heard the front door open and shut. We both became still; then we heard the fridge open and shut, and two bottles being opened. I looked down at Mario, who was still rocking me back and forth on his hard rod. "It smells of sex in here, don't it, Chris?" Uncle Dan yelled out. "When you boys are finished in there, I brought dinner," he said, through the half-closed door. With that, Ryan rolled me over and pounded me hard; I bit down on his neck when I came, and that made him come even harder than the last time; he panted as he pulled out of me. We both grabbed a towel and cleaned up the best we could. Ryan got dressed and tossed me a pair of PJ pants, as he walked out of the bedroom. "Dad, didn't expect to see you today," I heard him say, as I cleaned up and got dressed.