Date: Thu, 4 Aug 2011 10:26:16 -0700 (PDT)
From: John Smith <fire8743 (at) yahoo.com>
Subject: Climbing the mountain Ch 7

DISCLAIMER: This story contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts of a
man/boy/girl lust/love. It contains graphic scenes of sex between an
underage boy/girls and adult male & female ...If this type of content
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I suggest reading from Chapter 1 so you can get the progression from
complete virgin to now.


Chapter 7


Derrick was becoming a rather good aerobatic pilot. We flew together very
often after he passed his private pilot test. I suggested he accompany me
on my next International Aerobatic Club contest. He could fly my plane in
the sportsman class since I flew the advanced category there would not be a
conflict. The added benefit is we could share a motel room and some very
private time together.

The girls were a little too eager to see we would be away for a 4 day
weekend.  But the date was set, Derrick jumped into his practice routine so
he would be ready for his first contest.

Pam took care of the reservations and at the appointed time Derrick and I
flew to Tarra Field a Day early so he could get a view of the ?acrobatic
box? and a little practice at an unfamiliar airport.

We landed and I introduced Derrick to the gang in our IAC chapter. They
were impressed that Derrick was going to compete with such few hours as a
pilot. The club president remarked that I should not be a safety pilot for
my friend (a safety pilot flys with newbie in their first few contests just
to be sure there would be no accidents) I jumped in saying OK Mr. Pres, you
be safety pilot for Derrick. That shut the F-er up. I knew he thought I
would fly the contest for Derrick so he could win.

That afternoon we checked into the hotel and up to our room for
showers. Derrick was in the shower first but from the look on his face as I
climbed into the shower saying "save water, shower with a buddy" He is a
magnificent specimen of man. Typical cop, over 6 foot with a chest that
would intimidate a linebacker. I started washing his back and sliding down
his ass crack with a short stop on his pucker. The low moans indicated he
was enjoying the attention. Remember he was a homophobe when we first met
at the swingers club.

Out of the shower we dried each other off and fell into the nearest
bed. Both of us were horny and hard as rocks needing release. I sucked his
throbbing cock into my wet mouth eager to bring him off. He grabbed my head
trying to push his massive dick all the through my head. I was in heaven
trying to deep throat him. Suddenly he groaned and shot rope after rope of
baby batter which I tried not to spill but he was stroking too much.

We rolled on our backs panting like we had not ever had sex
before. Although I had not cum, I was happy to see such a change in my best
friend. He did not hold back at all and obviously for the first time did
not have any remorse in our intimacy.  Derrick moved to suck my dick but I
stopped him saying I was hungry and we needed another shower. Actually I
thought he may have been thinking sucking me was an obligation not a want
to. Turns out I was very wrong.

We met some of the club members at a nearby steak house for man size steaks
very rare of course. I had to chuckle to myself, we all looked the perfect
picture of very manly, non-homo men seeking an adrenalin rush and cheating
death, up-side-down in powerful airplanes.

After a few drinks the club president offered a ride to our hotel. Seems he
was concerned about Derricks lack of flight time. I put that to rest
immediately saying the safety committee would be responsible for choosing a
safety pilot. Thanks for the ride. I told Derrick the club president was
born an asshole and only got bigger. What his problem really was the fact
he has never scored higher than me at any contest.

Back in our room Derrick was looking in my toy sack and found some massage
oil. He floored me by saying he wanted to give me a massage. Ok, cloths
off, towel on the bed me face down as this huge cop began to give me a rub
down. A little aggressive for my taste but I did not wish to interrupt the
process. I turned my head to look at his crotch to find he had a nice hard
on as he rubbed up and down my legs. Opening my legs to give him a better
shot at my nuts. Oh those large hands caressing my balls like only another
man knows how. Needless to say I was hard as I could be. As I flipped over
on my back Derrick began a slow massage as I reached for his cock through
his boxers, thinking I would suck him off again.  Derrick stripped off his
boxers, pulled out a rubber which he slid over my dick. I was puzzled as he
had never been this aggressive before. He straddled my body, giving me a
first kiss ever initiated by him as he positioned his hole over my cock and
ever so slowly sank down on me. I was so flabbergasted at him taking the
initiative I froze, not moving a muscle. Derrick looked at me funny and
asked if he had done something wrong? No way buddy, your doing just fine,
enjoy.

Quickly we were lost in the moment but I managed to grab his semi-hard dick
and began to massage oil form my chest until I felt him clinch and groan as
he spurted, this drove me over the edge and I came buckets of cum.  (I need
to show him how to cleanout so we can enjoy bareback) Amazingly he did not
just pull off and run, we rolled and spooned with my softening cock in his
ass. I made the remark "you?ve come a long way pal" he laughed and said he
had no idea sex could be good on the receiving end. I asked if he had
planned on doing this or was it a spur of the moment thing? He reluctantly
said he had planned on something like this since we made plans to be at the
contest. Seeing the massage oil gave him the opening to continue and not
back out like a wimp. Just then my dick slid out of it's resting place as
we laughed together.  We finished our drinks and fell asleep in separate
beds, next time I?ll request king size beds.

Morning came early and I knew he was nervous about his first time in the
aerobatic box so after a light breakfast we caught the shuttle to the
airport. His practice session was first so we saddled up and flew into the
"BOX" (the box is a square 3600 feet on each side marked on the ground by
white panels. If you fly outside the boundaries, the pilot is penalized.)

I coached him on landmarks as we flew up and down each leg. Then he started
his sequence for the sportsman class. Derrick was too tense and manhandled
the stick. When he finished we had time for one more. Derrick, what did I
tell you about the controls? His answer was correct? this is a dance with a
virgin, not rape or a wrestling match. His second practice was much better
and we will get to go again later today.

After a few other participants it was my turn in the box. I am so at ease
and more comfortable than sitting on my couch in front of the TV as I urged
the 360 horses into 4 point rolls, hammerhead turns, 1& a quarter spins,
snapping out precisely on the required heading. Then pitching inverted to
reverse direction at the very edge of the box to continue a 45 degree climb
to pull through straight down towards the ground as the wings pirouette
around the nose 360 degrees to pull sharply up and over the top of a half
loop only to roll right side up into a snap roll right then a snap left
followed by another 4 point roll, wing wag to let the judges know I am
finished and landing.

I gave my second practice round to Derrick so he could fly with Joyce in
the front seat as safety pilot. Joyce was also one of my students and I
trusted her not to fuck up Derrick's flight. From the ground I critiqued
his verticals over the radio to make sure they looked correct from the
judge?s perspective. I knew he would do well.

After another "man's style" dinner and a couple of stout drinks we headed
back to the play room errr hotel room.  Another great shower with my friend
then relaxing on the small couch to unwind from the day. I went back into
the shower to do a cleanout as he made us a couple of crown & cokes to sip
on. It was only a few moments before I reached over to rub the cock that I
have grown to enjoy very much. Derrick rose to the occasion and since we
had not bothered with any clothing other than the towels I massaged up his
shaft with oil and slid my hot ass bareback down to where I could feel his
hairs tickle my cheeks. Slowly I started to fuck him up and down clinching
my ass on each down stroke watching his face contort with pleasure, his
eyes closed tightly. A few minutes of me teasing him came to an end when he
lifted me and stood up like I weighed nothing. Over to the edge of the bed
as I shifted to get my legs over his shoulders giving him full access to
pound away. He was fairly gentle but obviously a man on a mission.  Those
long strokes coming more and more rapidly as his seed sought release. I was
along for the glorious ride offering a receptacle for his hot hot cock. I
felt the slippery feeling as he moaned and grunted his release. Again we
just lay with each other until we nearly fell off the bed.

Derrick pushed me up on the bed and took my limp cock between his lips and
sucked me into his mouth. I was feeling very empty after the fucking so I
reached into the toy bag and pulled out a dildo for him to slide into my
cum filled ass. Oh that was so delicious, my ass full and Derrick sucking
my cock. His teeth still managed to cut a little but that just made it all
the better. Mouth on my dick, his huge hand pulling on my nuts, the dildo
vibrating like crazy was just too much. I warned Derrick I was going to
explode, expecting him to pull off as usual and finish by hand but he just
sucked harder. I tried again to warn of the impending sperm shots, but then
it was too late. He stayed on me until the last drop but by then I was very
sensitive and had to make him release me.

"WOW dude, you swallowed it all! What brought that on?" Derrick had decided
that if he was going to be bi-sexual he needed to go all the way up the
mountain. Well Buddy, I am glad I was the first for you. He laughed and
said he "did not think he could do that with anyone else." I tried not to
let on that another pilot friend was arriving on Saturday and may need a
place to crash.

Stan was a little older than me but was very BI. I introduced Stan to
Derrick on Saturday but Derrick was occupied with flying his first contest
to realize I had said Stan was staying at the same hotel, I should have
said same room. Derrick flew his first sequence with Joyce as safety and
managed to place 4th for the day in his class. We critiqued his flight with
a few pointers on being smooth, Take a break if necessary to stay in the
box, ETC.

My flight was good, I almost missed a heading but rather than obviously
correct (something every judge would catch immediately) I fudged on the
next entry with a slight skid to the heading. This very, very hard for a
person on the ground to see and deduct points for. I was in first place at
the end of the day. Mr. President was in 3rd place and protesting one of
the judges score. We all love the asshole, he is predictable. Stan was in
second place having gone outside the corner otherwise he would have beat my
score.  Great day, Derrick had two flights in a contest and the butterflies
are gone.

We ended the first day of contest flights on a high note, but Derrick had a
surprise coming.

Watch for chapter 8