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Donald (MM-teens, 1st-gay expr, oral, anal)
by Dirty Old Man (jman46554@hotmail.com)
***
Two teenage boys, who have been friends all their lives,
take their friendship a step farther.
***
Donald and I had been friends all our lives. I was only a
couple months older than he was. Our parents had been
friends growing up, so it was only natural that we'd grow
up together and be friends.
We did everything together. We worked summer jobs
together. We took a lot of the same classes. We checked
out the girls in our high school together, too. We did
everything together. When we were very young, we even
chased the animals on my grandfather's farm.
His little sister took my virginity, and my younger
sister Roni, my only sibling, was Donald's first sexual
partner. We really weren't ladies men. That said, by my
sixteenth birthday, I had slept with about a half a dozen
girls.
He claimed more than a dozen conquests, and although I
don't believe most of it, I know for a fact that he'd
fucked Kathy Vucelich. I walked in on them once when he
had his cock buried balls deep in her cunt. Not that I
blame him for fucking her, mind you. I've fucked her,
too.
The point I'm trying to drive home is that Donald was the
closest friend I ever hope to have. He's the brother I
never had. He says we're closer than he is to his
brother. So, I guess what happened...was, I don't know,
maybe, to be expected.
I've seen him naked many times. We have no problem
changing clothes in front of each other. I've seen him in
the locker room after gym class. In fact, my first sexual
experience, besides masturbating, involved him.
It was the weekend before my thirteenth birthday. Mom
dropped me off early on that Saturday morning on her way
to work. I walked down to the basement, where his bedroom
is, and threw open the door without knocking. He sat on
his bed, leaning against the cold, concrete block wall.
He was completely naked; his pajamas lay in a heap on the
floor. His hand was wrapped around his hard cock, which
he was furiously pumping.
I stood in the door, my mouth agape. He never stopped; he
just continued to masturbate. I had jerked off before; I
was, after all, twelve. I enjoyed jerking off. But I had
never seen anyone else do it. I wasn't sure anybody else
even did it! But, there he was! He stared up at me while
his hand glided up and down on the shaft of his cock. My
12-year-old cock hardened instantly. Suddenly, he
stiffened, and stifled a groan as cum erupted from the
head of his cock.
He cleaned himself up, and we enjoyed the rest of the
day. But I couldn't get my mind off of what I had seen my
best friend doing. In the middle of the afternoon, I
whacked off into his toilet. I'm pretty sure he watched
me. I thought I saw the bathroom door open a crack, but I
never asked. We never discussed what I watched him do
that morning, either.
He was involved in my first sexual experience involving
another person, too. It happened several months later. I
enjoyed being around Donald's older brother and his
friends. They picked on Donald and me, but it was never
anything malicious. Being with Ken somehow made me feel
older, more mature. That day, besides Donald, Ken, and
me, were Barry Walls, Howard Charles, and Dan Obanion.
Suddenly, Barry jumped up and cried, "Hey! Who's up for a
circle jerk?"
I was petrified. I had no idea what a circle jerk was,
but I didn't want to appear stupid, either! Dan came to
my rescue without even realizing it. He scoffed, and
said, "Be careful, guys! Little Grainger don't even know
what a circle jerk is!"
"I do, too," Donald said, chest bumping the older boy.
Howard, who always tried to show me up, and never had a
kind word for his friend's brother, sneered, "OK, Little
Grainger. You're so fucking smart, why don't you tell us
what a circle jerk is!"
"You're an asshole, Charles," Donald sneered back at him.
"A circle jerk, in case you don't know, is where you
throw some money into a pot, then jerk off. The guy who
comes first wins all the money."
I was never so relieved. I didn't have to appear stupid!
It cost five bucks to get in, and I nearly won. Dan
Obanion showered his spunk all over Ken's bed moments
before I did. For a moment, I thought Howard was going to
beat the shit out me because I got come on him, but when
Ken spattered some of his come on him, too, he didn't.
Donald and I had our own circle jerk later that
afternoon. We didn't throw any money in the pot; we just
whipped out our peckers and stroked them. I won that one,
and he won when we did it again the next day, but we
didn't do it again for a couple months. The frequency of
our circle jerks increased for once every couple of
months when we started to a several times a month.
Then, it happened.
I never thought about it until a couple weeks before it
happened. I liked girls. I had fucked his sister; several
times, in fact. The last time she and I were together was
about a week earlier. It was the Friday between Christmas
and New Year's, a few weeks before my seventeenth
birthday.
We were off school for Christmas break. Mom and Dad were
at work, and Roni was at the mall with friends. The
bedrooms in our old farmhouse were large, built I guess
when people had lots of kids, and needed room for them. I
had a set of twin beds, two dressers, a desk and a TV in
my room. Quite a lot of stuff, for a guy in the 70s.
I lay on my bed, leaned up against the wall, and Donald
sat on the other bed. The latest disco music blared from
my alarm clock radio. Snow fell lightly out my second-
floor window. We were talking about girls. Donald never
could understand my fascination with Kristy McNicol. I
thought she was gorgeous, or at least, the right age. He
liked Jaclyn Smith, which I fully understood, but I
always thought that, since Kristy was our age, she was
therefore more possible.
I wore my normal winter uniform for the 1970's, a tight
pair of blue jeans and a flannel shirt. He wore a
sweatshirt and an even tighter pair of jeans. The tension
I felt was tremendous. I missed parts of the
conversation, staring at his face.
He was Italian on his mother's side, and it was evident
in his olive skin, and curly, black hair. I was nervous,
scared. I knew what I wanted to do, but I just wasn't
sure if I should. Finally, I gathered up my resolve and
sat up on the edge of my bed. I crooked a finger toward
him.
He hopped off the bed. "Circle jerk?" he asked hopefully.
"Damn! We had one of them Tuesday!"
"Not exactly," I said, my voice barely more than a
nervous squeak.
He stood beside me. I couldn't look up at his face, but I
stared at the large bulge between his thighs. I
tentatively reached out my hand and touched the inside of
his skin-tight blue jeans. He didn't move, so I slowly
ran my hand up his thigh. "Circle jerk isn't exactly what
I have in mind," I said uncertainly. I still didn't look
up at him, but he didn't move away, so I kept going. I
was afraid; afraid I'd be throwing away a life-long
friendship.
My hand glided up over the rough denim of his trousers.
Finally, it found the bulge in his jeans, and I cupped
his balls. I could feel his cock grow slightly under my
fingers as I squeezed. "Yeah," he said softly. "Not a
circle jerk."
I still couldn't look up, concentrating on his crotch.
Timidly, I moved my hand up, caressing his cock as I
went. Finally, I grasped his belt buckle, and gently
tugged on it. It didn't budge, so I pulled it again. It
still didn't budge. "Cool belt," he said. I yanked on it
again, and it finally popped open. I seized the button.
It didn't budge, either.
"Cool button," he laughed.
I pulled on it again, and it popped free. I finally
looked up. He wore a broad grin on his face. Smiling, I
looked back down and grabbed his zipper.
"Cool zipper," he said as it smoothly unzipped.
Reaching around him, I grasped the waistband of his pants
and tugged them down. They didn't move.
"Cool pants," he snickered.
I tugged on them again, and they fell down around his
ankles.
"Cool long johns," he laughed as I pulled them off him.
I could clearly see the shape his semi-hard penis through
his briefs. "Cool underwear," he said breathily. I stared
at his crotch. It was now or never. I grasped the
waistband of his briefs. Licking my lips apprehensively,
I pulled them down. His cock stared back at me. Dark,
curly hair surrounded his genitalia. I had seen his dick
before. I had seen it rock hard. I had seen him at the
height of sexual excitement, with come shooting from his
cock. It wasn't rock hard yet, but it still looked huge.
I knew he packed a big dick.
We had measured out dicks before. His was about eleven
inches long, and very thick. It isn't even truly round;
it's thicker side-to-side than it is top to bottom. My
cock isn't bad, either. It's ten inches long, and thicker
than a half dollar. But his dork looked huge. Suddenly, I
wasn't sure if I hadn't made a mistake. But I couldn't
turn back now.
I had never touched another guy's cock before. I had seen
plenty, in the locker room after gym class. This,
however, was a first for me. I was mesmerized by it.
Never taking my eyes off his fabulous slab of meat, I
shyly put out my hand, and gently pinched it between my
thumb and forefinger. It felt different than mine did.
Or, at least, touching it was different. It was rubbery!
I slowly wrapped my hand around it and stroked it
lightly. It grew slightly.
I looked up at Donald's face. His grin was there, but it
was a different grin than he normally wore. It was the
grin he wore when we'd spot a cute female ass in a tight
pair of jean. Slowly, I leaned forward. Sticking out my
tongue, I lightly licked the end of his cock. It didn't
taste any different than sucking on my thumb, except it
was saltier. I opened my mouth wide and drew as much of
his cock into my mouth as I could.
His dick quickly expanded to its full glory. I applied
gentle suction, and moved my mouth up and down on the
shaft. This is easy! I thought. Reaching around him, I
grabbed his asscheeks to steady myself. I slowly forced
more of his cock into my mouth, relaxing my throat and
guiding his cock farther back. The gag reflex hit and I
had to let it up.
Concentrating, I slid his cock head back toward my throat
again. A groan escaped his lips. My nose nestled into his
pubic hair. I had all eleven inches of his raging hard-on
in my mouth! I sucked hard, letting his cock slide back
out. I let his long, hard boner slip completely from my
mouth and I licked the underside, flicking my tongue over
his tight balls.
I was giving my best friend a blowjob! And, judging by
the moan I heard from him, I wasn't doing a bad job of
it, either! I slid his cock back into my mouth, trying
all the tricks on him that girls had done on me. "Oh,
God, John," moaned my best friend. Suddenly, he grabbed
the back of my flannel shirt. "C'mon, John," he said.
"Get naked, like me."
I looked up, with his cock buried in my mouth. He had
somehow taken off his sweatshirt without me noticing. He
was pulling my shirt up over my head, so I dropped his
cock from my mouth and stood up. I quickly yanked down my
pants. My painfully hard cock sprang from its prison,
offering me some relief. Donald stepped out of his pants,
and we stood in front of each other stark naked. I looked
into his eyes. Lust burned in them. "This feels strange,"
I said, letting my cock gently bump his.
He shrugged, stroking his cock. "We've been naked with
boners this close to each other before. During a circle
jerk." We stood like that for another moment before he
grabbed me around the waist and pulled me towards
himself. I felt our hard dicks rub against each other,
and it felt great! Our hard cocks were trapped between
our stomachs when he collapsed on my bed with me pinned
between his thighs.
"I like to kiss when I fuck," he said, forcing his tongue
into my mouth. I resisted at first, but then realized
that I was sucking my best friend's dick. How was kissing
him worse? I enthusiastically kissed him back. I thought
of a picture my mom has of Donald kissing me, but we were
about a year and a half old at the time, and didn't know
any better.
He wrapped his legs around me, as we ground our boners
against each other. I pulled up, and we both looked down
our bodies. Our hard cocks nestled against each other,
snugly pinned between our bellies. "Your cock looks
longer than mine," he said.
"That's because I'm up on you a little bit," I admitted.
He grinned. "Mine still looks fatter," he gloated. "And
no matter what it looks like now, it's still longer!"
"Your cock is bigger than mine, dummy," I said. He pulled
his face back to mine, and kissed me deeply on the lips.
I suppose we must have been quite a sight: Two naked
teenage boys kissing and grinding our pelvises together.
I finally broke out clench, and began to kiss my way down
his body. I nibbled on his ear lobe. I began to suck on
his neck, but he stopped me. "Don't give me a hickey, you
asshole," he cried.
I laughed. "Oh, yeah! Duh!" I kissed the soft down that
was the beginning of chest hair. I nibbled on his small
nipples, gently sucking on the small tips of his tits
into my mouth. He groaned as I further descended down his
body. He thrust his hard cock against my chest, leaving
thin lines of my saliva and his pre-come.
I lowered myself further, kissing and licking my way down
his flat belly. "Oh, fuck, John," he cried when I stuck
my tongue in his bellybutton. "You suck cock like a
girl!"
"I take that as a compliment," I said, kneeling in front
of him again.
I bypassed his cock, kissing the inside of his thighs.
"Oh, fuck," he moaned. "You're a fucking cock tease,
too." I licked back up his other thigh. "C'mon, John," he
urged me onward. "Suck my dick. Suck your old buddy's
cock."
I pushed his cock out of the way, and gently licked his
ball sac, sucking one, then the other tenderly in my
mouth. His hand wrapped around the back of my head, as I
tasted his saltiness before I eagerly took his cock back
into my mouth. He moaned loudly, rocking his ass up and
down on my bed, fucking my mouth. His ball sac was drawn
tightly into his groin.
Salty pre-come leaked from his cock, which I eagerly
swallowed. My mouth formed a tight "O" around his huge
dong, sealing tightly against his sensitive skin. I
gently suckled his hard cock, concentrating on that
responsive spot just below his cockhead. My own hard cock
throbbed as I bobbed my mouth on my friend's oval-shaped
pecker. I plunged as much of his cock into my mouth as I
could, sometimes nestling my nose in his pubic hair.
Suddenly, he stiffened, just like I'd seen his do many
times during our circle jerks. A strangled cry forced
itself out of his mouth. Then, my mouth was flooded with
his white hot, sticky come. His salty come exploded from
his cock against the back of mouth as he cried out
loudly, "O-o-o-o-o-o-ohhhhh Go-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-od!! I-I-I-
I'm co-o-o-o-o-o-ommmmmminnnnggggg!!!!!"
I swallowed as much of his precious seed as I could
before the next gob of come rocketed from his ball sac
into my mouth, but some still dribbled from my mouth to
puddle in his pubic hair. He spasmed again, and another
gob of come shot into my mouth. Three, four, five globs
shot into my mouth. It felt like he was going to come
forever, but finally his spasms subsided, and he relaxed.
I gave his cock another quick suck, swallowing the last
little bit that dribbled from him cock, and then lifted
my mouth off it. "How was it?" I asked.
He sat up on the edge of my bed, and rubbed his forehead
a moment. "Good God, John. That was great! How was it for
you?"
I looked down at my throbbing member, which was aching
for some attention. "Not too bad. It wasn't like fucking
Sarah Saylor," I said, referring to one to the
cheerleaders at school. Trying not to sound impatient, I
said, "Wanna try it yourself?"
He knelt in front of me, grinning. The soft curls of his
black hair shone almost purple as he gingerly grasped my
sensitive penis and gradually slid his mouth over it. I
leaned back against my dresser, and moaned loudly. My
balls churned. I knew it wouldn't take very long until I
bathed his tonsils in my salty jism. He greedily slid his
mouth up and down the long shaft of my aching cock,
generously coating it with saliva. Suddenly, he jumped
up, looking nervous, and said quietly, "I want you to
fuck me in the ass, John." Just like that. "I want you to
fuck me in the ass."
A shit-eating grin spread across my face. "I was hoping
you'd say that," I said, reaching into my dresser drawer.
I pulled out a jar of petroleum jelly I had snuck out of
Roni's room after she'd left that morning, and had hidden
there before he had arrived. I generously smeared the
jelly on my throbbing cock as he bent over my bed. I
dabbed a little bit on his ass, thrusting my finger into
his butt to lubricate there, too. I looked around,
finally finding an old sweatshirt to wipe my hands on.
"Mom wanted me to wash clothes for her today, any way," I
laughed.
I put my hands on his hips. My sensitive cock head made
contact with him anus, causing it to throb harder. "Are
you sure?" I asked.
"Fuck me, John. Fuck me in the ass!"
I pushed my hips forward. I met resistance at first, but
suddenly, his sphincter released, and my cock popped
forward, and the head disappeared up his ass. I stopped.
"Does it hurt?"
"No," he said tersely, through clenched teeth. "Now,
dammit, just fuck my asshole."
I gently pushed forward, stopped to pull out and push in
again. Soon I had most of my cock buried in my best
friend's poop chute. I pulled back, so that almost all of
my cock, but the head came out, then I jammed it all the
way in. My balls slapped against his balls, as my pubic
hair squashed between my pelvis and his butt cheeks.
"Does it hurt? Do you want me to stop?"
He turned around a little to look over my shoulder. "It
hurts a little bit, John, but what I want is you to stop
asking me if it hurts, and fuck me in the ass!"
I grinned, and began humping my best friend's ass. My
cock slid up and down his shit canal, gliding easily on
the petroleum jelly. I couldn't believe how hot and how
tight my best friend's ass was. Soon, we had a good
rhythm going, with him pushing his ass back as I shoved
my hips forward, and vice versa. I kissed his neck, and
bit his shoulder, just like when I fucked a girl,
enjoying the sensations he was having on my shaft. Before
long, our lustful moans filled my bedroom, and the rest
of the quiet house. "You're ass is fucking tight!" I
said.
"Better be," he laughed. "Nothing's gone up there
before!" My feet were inside and just a little behind
his. Our legs bumped rhythmically as we humped against
each other. Donald reached down between our legs and
rubbed out ball sacs together. I could feel his thumb
bump my hard cock as I held his hips tightly, with my
cock piston gliding comfortably in and out of his anus.
Reaching around, I grabbed his cock. It was getting hard
again, already!
What I had known before sticking my cock up my best
friend's ass quickly became painfully evident. I felt my
cock painfully expand even more. My ball sac constricted.
I jammed my cock ferociously in and out of his ass. "Ar-
r-r-r-r-rgh!!!" I cried, slamming my cock as far into
Donald's ass as it would go. "I-I-I-I-I'mmmmm co-o-o-o-
ommminnnnggg!!!" I cried. My legs locked.
Waves of pleasure washed over me. My whole body became
rigid. Copious amounts of come shot from my cock deep
into his bowels. My orgasmic cries echoed around the
room. More and more of my seed exploded out of my cock
and up my friend's butt. I moaned loudly before I finally
collapsed against him.
We rolled on to my bed, my withering cock still locked in
his ass hole. I lay on top of him, trying to catch my
breath, and listening to my best friend wheeze, until his
body expelled my dick from his ass like a turd, then I
rolled off of him to my side. He rolled to his side, and
we stared at each other. "Does this mean we're queer?" I
asked.
"Nah!" he shook his head. "We've just found another way
to get our rocks off. Didn't you enjoy it?"
I grinned sheepishly, looking down our nude bodies. My
drooping cock was a mess, coated with petroleum jelly
mixed with my come. It plastered my pubic hair against my
groin. His cock looked even more massive now; with mine
becoming softer while his was fully erect again. "Oh,
yeah," I said tenderly. As I watched, his began to go
flaccid. "I'm not ready for a second round," I glanced
up, looking deep into his eyes.
He pulled me to him and kissed me firmly on the lips,
smearing the gooey mess on my crotch on to his. Rolling
me over to my back, he humped me for a moment. His cock
began to harden again. He humped into me a couple more
times, smearing more of out gloriously gooey mess on each
other, before rolling off me.
We wiped ourselves off with my sweatshirt. Downstairs, we
stepped into the shower together. The hot water felt good
on my sensitive skin. We soaped each other up, being
careful to clean our cocks off. I lathered his ass hole
up, cleaning my come out of him. "I remember being little
kids," I laughed, "and us taking baths together."
He laughed, too, shaking water from him eyes. "Nothing
like this, eh, John?"
I started a load of laundry, including my badly stained
sweatshirt, and then we got dressed and went outside. It
was a cold day, with the temperatures barely into the
teens. Dad wanted me to make sure his calves were warm,
and had plenty of straw to lie on, and enough water to
drink. We checked them, and played in the snow before
going in for lunch.
After lunch, we walked back outside. I pulled a pack of
cigarettes from my shirt, offered him one, and lit mine.
We smoked outside on the patio so my parents wouldn't
smell the smoke. Eventually, we ended up back in the
yard, throwing snowballs at each other. We even wrestled
in the snow, something we hadn't done in years. He once
got me down on the ground and humped against my butt.
When we came back into the house, he rubbed my crotch.
"This time, I'm gonna suck you off, and then fuck you in
the ass."
He ran off upstairs while I finished stripping off my
clothes. I climbed the stairs slowly, my cock beginning
to fill with blood.
He was naked by the time I walked into my room. Although
I had seen him naked many times, this was the first time
I had ever really looked at him. Donald's not big. A
little over five and a half feet tall, he was rather
thin, but not emaciated. He was well proportioned. His
broad shoulders emphasized his narrow, sexy hips. His
chest was broad, and muscular, even though neither of us
was a body builder. I looked up and down his body, with
my eyes finally resting on his long, thick dick. He
smiled at me, noticing my half hard cock. "I see you're
ready again!" he said
"Like you ain't!" I cried, pointing out that his cock was
hard, too.
I knelt in front of him, taking his cock into my mouth.
My mouth slid up and down the hard shaft of his blood-
engorged cock. "Oh, God!" he groaned, grabbing two
handfuls of my hair. His cock expanded, throbbing in my
mouth as I slid it in and out of my mouth. Suddenly, he
pulled up on my hair. "No! This time, I do it!"
He pulled me to him, and we kissed lightly. He turned me
around and pushed me against the wall. "Remember that
drink Bob Coleman made at his party last summer? Sloe
gin, vodka, southern comfort, rum, with orange juice?"
I laughed "A sloe comfortable screw against the wall?"
"You're gonna get one!" He knelt in front of me. My ten-
incher throbbed as he carefully inspected it. Slowly,
nervously, he reached out his hand. "Mine is the only one
I've ever touched," he said as he gingerly grasped my
sensitive organ.
I laughed again. "I would fucking hope so! We ain't
fucking fags!"
He slowly stroked my rod for a couple seconds before his
tongue snaked from his mouth. I groaned loudly as he
lathered my cock head with his saliva. "Mmm! Salty!" he
snickered before he slid my cock deep into his mouth.
I've had blowjobs before. It was my first actual sex act.
His sister Jenny had sucked my cock just before her 13th
birthday. We took each other's virginity a few weeks
later. That was three years ago. But this! This was
somehow different! My cock disappearing into Donald's
mouth felt fantastic. His thin lips sealed to the skin on
my cock like suction cups. His teeth gently raked my
responsive skin, making my cock throb even more. I could
feel his smile when he looked up at me with his deep,
dark eyes. He reached around and grabbed two handfuls of
my ass cheeks and squeezed, forcing my hips to buck
against his face. Another loud groan escaped my lips.
"Oh, God! Jesus Christ, Donald, this is great. You're a
natural- at cock sucking!"
He let my cock out of his mouth and licked down the long
shaft of my penis, then sucked first one ball, then the
other deep into his mouth. I knew my second orgasm of the
day wasn't far off.
He returned my cock to its place in my mouth and sucked
hard. My balls were drawn tightly against my groin. He
held my ass tightly with both hands, forcing my hips to
stop moving altogether. More and more of my cock
disappeared into his mouth until his nose nestled in my
dark, kinky pubic hair. He had all ten inches of my cock
in his mouth and down his throat. I held his head firmly
between my hands, letting his head glide smoothly on my
cock. Suddenly, I gripped his soft hair tightly. I forced
his head up and down on my shaft, pumping my hips in
rhythm with the movement.
I gasped loudly. "Arrrrrrgh," I cried. He sucked hard as
the first wave of pleasure broke over me. "I'm coming!!!"
I screamed as the most intense orgasm I had felt in a
long while racked my body, forcing spasm after spasm
through me. Gob after gob of my sticky, white-hot come
shot out of my body. My best friend greedily swallowed
after each shot hit the back of his throat. I felt like I
was on electrical fire. My nerves were raw.
I thought it would never end, but it finally did. I
collapsed against the wall, panting. My eyes were
squeezed shut as I tried to steady myself. Finally, I
opened my eyes. Donald sat on my bed, licking my sticky
come off his fingers. His other hand was in his lap,
gently stroking his hard cock. "That may not be the best
blowjob I've ever received," I sighed, "but holy shit,
Donald, you sure know how to suck a cock!"
He smiled at me, and shrugged. "Now I'm gonna fuck you in
the ass!" he said clearly. He picked up the petroleum
jelly and liberally covered his throbbing member. I
grabbed the end board of my bed and bent over, but he
stopped me. "Kneel on the bed," he said, guiding me so my
ass was up and my head down. I looked at him
questioningly. "Delia Rodriguez likes to get her ass
fucked, and she's shown me different ass fucking
positions. I wanna try this one this time."
I grinned, thinking I'd have to try her out for myself.
He wiped some jelly on my asshole, and then slid his
finger up my ass hole. I groaned. Even while
masturbating, I had never touched my ass hole. This was
new to me, and it felt wonderful. He fingered my ass hole
for several minutes, long enough that I reached around to
him and lightly stroked his cock. I shuddered and moaned,
the first time his finger grazed my prostate. Finally he
pulled his finger out of my ass. I had him wipe his hands
on my flannel shirt, explaining that I'd do another load
of clothes for Mom.
He knelt behind me, between my legs. I was burning with
trepidation. I was afraid he would tear me apart with his
huge cock, but I was also afraid not to let him fuck me
for fear he'd withhold the wonderful feeling I'd just
had, sucking his cock, getting my cock sucked by him, as
well as fucking him in the ass.
He put one hand on my hip to steady him, and guided his
cock toward my backdoor with the other. I put my head
down, and clenched my teeth when I felt his slick, soft
cockhead tough my quivering anus. He held it there for a
second. "Are you sure, John? It won't hurt my feelings if
you say no."
"No, Donald," I said, certain my nervousness was evident
in my voice. "Fuck me up the butt. Do it now."
He grasped me with both hands and pressed forward. I
cautiously pressed back. He pushed harder. Finally, my
sphincter relented, and the head and a couple inches of
his cock burst into my ass. It HURT!!! I had never felt
anything this painful! His cock was huge! I couldn't
imagine how a girl took his cock! I groaned loudly as he
slid a little more of his cock up my ass. He stopped, and
held me firmly. "Does it hurt, John?" he asked. "We can
stop if you want."
I thought for a moment. His fucking cock was enormous! It
hurt like hell! My ass hole burned with pain. I couldn't
let him fuck me. It just hurt too badly.
But I couldn't let him not fuck me in the ass. We had
been through too much together as friends. He was my best
friend. I needed his friendship, and I couldn't hurt him
at all. He had let me fuck him up the butt, and didn't
stop me. And my cock is no slouch in the size department,
either. I had gotten enjoyment from fucking my best
friend up the ass. And, it I was honest, I wanted to fuck
him again. Maybe not that day, but again. Often. "No,
don't stop," I said through gritted teeth. I had to give
him the pleasure of fucking his best friend up the ass.
He didn't move. "Are you sure? 'Cause we don't have to if
you don't want to."
"No, dammit. Fuck me. Fuck me in the ass!"
He slowly pulled back; then he shoved forward again,
getting more of his dick up my ass. He pulled back again,
and when he shoved forward again, he got even more of his
cock up my ass. Every time he pulled out, it felt like I
was taking a massive, greasy shit. I relaxed. I wanted to
let him fuck me. Finally, after pulling out and pushing
back in several times, I felt his hair against my ass. He
pulled out far enough that only his cock head was left in
me. He held it there for several seconds, gently bouncing
it in and out just small fractions of an inch. "Are you
ready?" he asked.
It's now or never, I thought. "Got for it!"
He shoved his cock all the way into my ass. His pubic
hair matted between us as I pushed back against him hard.
The front of his pelvis smacked against my ass hard, and
our ball sacs slapped each other. He pulled out, and
slammed it home again. I relaxed more, thrusting back
against him. His cock still hurt, but I was getting used
to it. I moaned loudly, matching his grunts and groans.
The bedsprings squeaked below us as the frequency of our
thrusts increased. "Your ass is fucking tight!" Donald
grunted. My cock, so recently sated, began to swell again
as I lustfully moaned.
I could tell Donald's time was arriving. His moans echoed
around the room, like I had heard him when he was fucking
Roni. His breath was becoming heavy, deep, and forced. He
pinched my hips. His cock, already painfully large in my
ass, expanded even more.
I looked over my shoulder. His head was thrown back, and
his eyes were pinched shut. His face had the pained
expression of approaching orgasm. Suddenly, with a loud
cry, he rammed his cock deep into my butt. I could feel
his cock release copious amounts of his white-hot jism
deep into my bowels. My best friend held me tightly to
himself as he injected me with more and more of his salt-
water enema.
Finally, he released me with a whimper. We collapsed
together, his cock still lodged up my ass until my body
forcefully ejected it. I rolled over, his come leaking
from my ass, and pushed him on to his back, and mounted
him. I smeared his shriveling, gooey, messy, jelly-and-
come-covered cock all over mine. Continuing to hump him,
I smeared our mess all over our bellies, stopping only to
look down our bodies. "Mine finally looks bigger than
yours!" I said.
"Mind-blowing," he said breathily. He shook his head and
repeated himself.
We climbed into the shower together again. The hot water
still felt good on my aching muscles and sensitive skin.
We carefully washed each other off, using shampoo on our
genitals. He slowly jacked my cock, which was still hard
from having his cock up my ass, until I sprayed my come
on him, achieving my third orgasm of the day.
We kissed gently, each promising the other more. I ran
another load of laundry, and we hung out the rest of the
day, talking about girls we'd like to fuck.
Later that night, I took my third shower of the day. I
didn't want anyone getting suspicious about taking a
shower in the middle of the day, so I took a third one,
even though I didn't need it. As I walked down the hall
to my room, I peaked through Roni's door. She had Donald
flat on his back, impaling herself on his massive pecker,
his favorite position.
I watched my best friend fuck my sister, wondering if she
had any clue she was no longer the only member of this
family to know my best friend this intimately. I chuckled
softly to myself as she glided up and down on his thick
cock. I looked at my naked sister. Donald was right. Roni
was attractive. She had nice tits.
Donald ran his hands up her flat belly, cupping and
massaging her tits, and pinching her nipples. Roni had
really nice tits. And a nice, flat belly. I mentally
visualized her ass, realizing that my little sister had a
hot little body.
But, no, I thought to myself as I turned and walked
toward my bedroom. That's my sister. That was ridiculous.
Roni was my sister.
I turned and looked through the crack of the door again,
licking my lips. No, I thought. I took a couple more
steps toward my room. She was my sister.
Still...
To be continued?
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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