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 Code: Mm
Date: November 2000, 34 years
Status: Basically finished, may need some touching up.

   Working at the University (which I had been doing for more then seven
years now) did have one major advantage...  working hours were rather
flexible.  Especially in the IT-department where I worked.  So that meant
my weekend usually started at three or four in the afternoon.  Which in
turn meant that I regularly showed up at the badmintoncourts quite early.
Which in turn meant that, before my own lessons and recreational play, I
generally helped out the trainers of the youth teams.  Of course, what
helped as well, was that Sarah, the head trainer was female,
thirty-something, single and had an ass to die for (and a very nice pair of
firm C-cup sized knockers as well)...  But that will be another story. 
This is the one about Hans.  He was one of the boys (he turned sixteen
during the summer) from one of the youth teams that trained each Friday. 
His sister (eight years his senior and playing at that time in the same
team as I did) and I had finished our two year long on-off relation that
summer.  So, while we knew off each other, we did note really knew each
other.  Until that summer he was just another teenage boy to me.  Light
brown short cropped hair, the same dark brown eyes as his sister, slim but
not skinny, average build...  That changed somewhat when Sarah encouraged
the older youth players to do additional running exercises besides the
usual training.  And, in a moment of weakness (with my hardness inside her
wetness...) I had agreed to Sarah to perform this outdoor activity.  No
better way to extract a promise from a guy when a woman is about to
extracted the load from his balls...  And Sarah knew that just like any
other woman.  But like I already wrote...  that will be another story :-)

   So, every even Saturday of the month I drilled the two oldest youth
teams in the fine art of interval training.  While every odd Saturday I
still drilled Sarah :-) During the season the initial enthusiasm of the
kids tapered off and after four months it was usually Hans, Rupert and
Magda that managed to attend.  But even Magda and Rupert did not show up
that last Saturday in November.  So, this time it was just Hans and myself.
The weather had taken a turn for the worse that week (probably also why the
other two kids had stayed home that day), and we managed to get soaking wet
on the last part of the course.  Usually we ended out session at a school
near to homes of most of the kids and my own home as well.  The exception
being Hans, who still had to cycle for at least twenty minutes to reach his
home.  But I could not let him ride his bike in this kind of weather.  He
was already shivering from being cold and wet when we reached the school
yard.  "Come on!" I yelled at him as the rain kept on pounding on us,
"let's go to my place and wait till the rain stops." "Y-y-y-esss" he
shivered in response.  So we jumped our bikes, cycled like crazy to my
place, threw the bikes in the shed and fled inside the house into the
relative warmth (but absolute drought :-).  Still not feeling one bit happy
to let either of us catch a cold, I ushered him into the bathroom, fell in
behind him and turned on the shower.  "Just step under it, our clothes are
wet anyway and weĺl remove them once we're warm again..." The
shivering boy stepped under the steaming shower and I joined him there,
equally shaking from the cold, as well.  Damn...  that felt good after 20
minutes of ice cold rain.  Once the cold rain had been replaced by warm
water, I started tugging on his shirt.  "Here, let me remove that for you.
Just lift your arms, it will be easier that way." Hans did as we was told
and as the shirt got pulled up, a typical lanky teenager torso was
revealed. While his arms were still stretched upwards as I removed the
shirt from his wrists, I could see the beginning of a six-pack on his
abdomen.  And just the beginning of a treasure-trail that disappeared into
his running-shorts.  Likewise Hans removed my shirt, although he had to get
close, stand on his toes and lean into me to remove the shirt from my
stretched arms.  Hmm...  his still boyish torso felt fine and my cock
responded like it usually did...  it started to get erect.  Of course, we
had seen each other before in the showers of the dressing rooms, but never
up close and personal like this.  The bathroom was now slowly filling with
steam, but even through the vapors I saw I was not the only one with a
erectile 'problems'...  Continuing the undressing I removed my
running-shorts and shoes as well.  Turning back to Hans, I suggested him to
do the same.  After all, it would make cleaning ourselves easier.  That
made sense to him, and soon he was totally naked as well.  With his back
turned towards me, I did see a family resemblance between him and his
sister.  Both had the same cute dimples in their asscheeks when they
tightened them.  And his ass had the same effect that the ass of his sister
had...  it gave me a complete boner in an instant!  As he straightened up
again, he tried to keep his back to me, trying to hide his own stiff cock
from me (not even seeing mine yet).  "Don't worry about your erection,
Hans. It's only a physical reaction to the change in temperature," I
reassured him.  "Look, I have one too myself.  And we have seen each other
in the gym as well...  so why worry?  That put him at ease and slowly he
turned around, letting the water cascade again over his chest and abdomen.
Damn!  That treasure-trail really led to one!  It was just as long and
thick as mine, except that his stood out straight and pointed horizontally
to me.  Mine had a more steep angle and pointed at his belly button.  When
Hans noticed the similarity in size, his self-confidence returned.  Good, I
thought...  at least he is not too shy to show his stiff cock to another
guy.  "Have you ever been naked like this and so close to another guy?" I
asked him.  A soft 'No, never' left his mouth, but he kept his eyes both
our cocks.  They were almost like crossed swords.  One straight, the other
pointing up.  "So, then, this never happened before as well?  At the 'this'
I grabbed his dick and jerked it slowly twice.  Another 'No, never' was
uttered, followed by a very sexy soft moan of pleasure.  He did not shy
away or complain and his six inch piece of meat grew even stiffer and
thicker in my rubbing hand.  As I continued to slowly masturbate him, he
looked up and asked if he could do me too.  "Yes, sure..." and soon we were
seriously wanking each other.  Within a minute Hans moaned and squirted his
load over my hands and both our crotches.  Cleaning up the sticky boysperm
from both our pubic hair was quite a challenge, but in the end we managed
and toweled each other off.  By then he was stiff again (ah...  the bliss
of youth full recuperation...) but his lust to work on my cock had gone the
moment he had shot his wad.  No problem...  I was sure there would be
plenty of opportunity that day.  After all, it still rained and his clothes
had to dry anyway (even in the dryer that I just had placed then in, it
would take the better part of three hours).  When I rubbed down his back
and buttocks, my forefinger made a deliberate trip through the crack of his
butt and pressed softly against his sphincter.  My excuse was to feel if he
was totally dry there, but I wanted to know how he reacted to something
like this.  Maybe it was his post-orgasmic relaxed state, but he did not
freak out or even complain.  With the showering now really finished we went
to the living room and once I had called his parents, to let them know
where he was and that he would get home once the rain ended, I put in a
compilation porn-cassette in the VCR.  You know the kind with lots of
explicit straight, gay and lesbian orgasms.  From there on we talked about
what just happened and if he wanted more.  Yes, he wanted more.  And the
small jerks of his stiff cock acknowledged this as well :-) So I pulled his
face closer to mine as started kissing him.  In the beginning just on the
lips, but after a moment, my tongue slipped through our lips to meet his.
After his initial hesitation, we were soon engaged in a full set of tonsil
tennis...  Then the tennis changed into a full blown discovery of each
others bodies, where both our lips played a major role.  His nipples became
as hard as little diamonds when I nibbled them.  The scent of his teenage
cock and balls, that rose from between his legs as he got more and more
aroused again, made me want to taste him completely.  And that's what I
did...  suck his cock all the way into my mouth.  And just like earlier in
the shower, Hans took my lead and started sucking on my painfully erect
cock as well.  As the 69 progressed, I started to fondle his balls and
rubbing further down over his 'taint' area as well, towards that virgin
sphincter.  This way it did not take long for him to cum again.  This time
his sperm landed on my tongue as I swirled it around the head of his cock.
His slender hips tried to buck his cock all the way inside, but I pressed
him down.  This way I could just concentrate on the tip and savor the salty
taste of his spend before I swallowed it.  Realizing that I had been the
first guy that sucked this cute boy, made me loose it as well.  I felt my
cock expand as my balls contracted and shot the load that had been building
up for the last hour or so.  Hans was taken by surprise as he was still
coming down from his own trip to the seventh heaven...  The boy coughed and
choked as my sperm hit the back of his throat.  However, the uncontrolled
actions of his tongue and mouth did add to my pleasure and resulted in at
least two additional squirts...  But all good things must come to an end
and I pulled my cock from between his lips (like a natural born cock sucker
he kept them locked around my shaft as I pulled out).  Crawling back next
to him, we both caught our breath and watched the TV where a white guy was
eating out an Asian girl.  At the same time, the white guy was taken from
behind by a Negro/Latino type of guy.  When the dark guy came (having seen
the cassette before I knew he would cum inside the white guy and only pull
out afterwards, ending with a close up of a cum filled ass) I got up and
went to the kitchen to get some beers.  Handing the one spiked with a
decent amount of vodka to Hans, I told him that he sucked cock a lot better
then his sister.  Which was true in fact.  She did go down occasionally,
but never with much enthusiasm.  Hans thanked me for the compliment and
downed the beer like a glass of coke.  As I took a bit more time to finish
my drink we talked some more about his sister and girls in general.  He had
been with two girls so far.  One of them also played badminton and the
other was a younger schoolmate/girlfriend from his sister.  She dropped by
one day and sis was not there.  As he had just taken a shower, she had been
impressed by his lean physique and one thing led to another...  resulting
in the loss of his virginity that afternoon.  The other girl (he would not
tell me her name, probably (rightfully) afraid I would be going after her
as well :-) he managed to nail a few times so far as he escorted her home
after the badminton training on Fridays (knowing his address and from most
of the other members as well, I had a fairly good idea who the girl was,
but I did not bother him with that).  Even with the alcohol slowing things
down a bit, this talking did arouse us again.  Hans' cock got hard again
and I took the tip in my mouth.  A soft moan left his sexy lips as he tried
to push my head further down.  When that did not work, he started to buck
his hips upward.  But instead of another round of blowjobs I had other
plans.  I released his cock and asked him if he would like a massage.  The
spiked beer had made him quite lazy/tired and he agreed.  So I told him to
get up.  Wobbling a bit form the alcohol he complied, and, pretending the
drinks affected me about the same, together we walked the stairs towards
the bedroom.  Damn, that ass swinging ever so little from left to right in
front of me really looked good.  Every step made those sexy dimples
disappear and reappear...  Hmmmmm...  Halfway he stumbled a bit and I had
to grab him to prevent a fall.  Of course, I pressed my semi erect cock
between those pert sweet buttocks of him and steadied him further by
hugging his chest with one arm and cupping his balls and dick with the
other hand.  Yeah, I know, maybe not really necessary, but when my cock
nestled itself in his asscrack, he froze a little, so I wanted to distract
him somewhat instead of pulling back my cock.  Anyway, after feeling both
his cock and nipples stiffening up, I released him and we managed to reach
the bedroom without further delay :-) Hans flopped down belly down on the
bed, and looked back up from over his shoulder at me expectantly from
below. Seeing his dark brown eyes looking at me with lust and anticipation
(or maybe simply drunkenness, but who was I to judge that :-) made my cock
jerk up and up until it stood again at its 45 degree angle.  The head now
totally free of foreskin and almost purplish in color.  But that would be
later attended too...  For now I took a bottle of baby-lotion and poured
some on my hands.  Once it had warmed up, I rubbed the slippery oily
substance all over Hans' back.  Starting at his shoulders, I worked my way
down over his back, towards the part where the back isn't called back any
more :-) By then Hans had already removed his cock from the mattress and
his abdomen, and pushed it downward.  Now it stuck out straight between his
slightly spread legs.  Sitting next to his hip, I saw the six inches of
teenager cock jerk ever so little as my thumbs and forefinger worked their
way further and further in the crack of his ass.  The lotion has already
reached his sphincter, so sliding in the first phalanx of my forefinger in
that tight rubbery muscle went almost effortless.  When his soft moaning
reduced to ever softer purring, I rotated my finger and gently worked in
another phalanx.  His purring continued and he even moved his hips a little
up and down (rubbing his cock over the silk sheets covering the mattress).
After a few minutes of continuous rotating and sliding (up to the full
length of my forefinger now), his asshole has loosened enough for my
index-finger to join the fun...  But at the moment they went in together
for about half their length, Hans surprised us both and squirted his third
load of the day on the silk sheets.  (Something to remember for the next
time...  supple silk sheets rubbing ones cock AND ones asshole being
fingered is quite intense...  :-) But, even as the last drops of his seed
fell down, he kept his ass upwards.  By then I crawled on my knees behind
him and replaced my fingers with my rock-hard cock at the entrance of his
ass, and I asked him if he really wanted this.  His answer was to stretch
his legs wide and pull open his ass with his hands.  I took that as a 'yes'
and slowly pressed inside the virgin ass of this sixteen year old teenager.
After the initial push, I stayed inside to let his colon get used to my
cock.  I felt his intestines squeeze and adjust.  He did not know if to
relax or try and squeeze me out and that 'doubt' caused minute vibrations
to ripple over my cock...  Awesome!  After some time that stopped and I
started to fuck his ass for real.  Thanks to the oral orgasm earlier, I
managed to slide in and out of Hans' ass for quite some time.  The pushing
motion even brought his cock back to stiffness again.  But before Hans
managed to spend his seed a fourth time, I felt my balls starting to boils.
Another two, three powerful stroked in his firm ass and against his sweet
buttocks and I pumped my second load deep in his colon.  Lowering myself on
top of him, we stayed together until my deflating cock was slowly pushed
out of his ass.  In the end I rolled away from him and after a quick trip
to the bathroom to remove the brown streaks from my cock that told me Hans
had not really expected this to happen, we finished the day with another
session of 69-ing each other.  But that took a delicious long time before
he and I came only a minute apart and I got to taste yet another load of
this creamy boy sperm.  By then the rain had finished so with his clothes
picked from the dryer, he went home freshly fucked and sucked :-) Hans
never fucked me that first Saturday, but that happened the next time we
spend an afternoon together.  We continued to see each other for about four
months.  Usually we sucked each other (either a 69 or just one after
another), but anal still happened a lot as well.

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