Date: Fri, 20 Feb 2004 12:56:48 -0800 (PST)
From: 69
Subject: John Part 1

Disclaimer: This is a complete work of fiction. No
characters in this story are real.

John

The party was great. I could not believe all the
people who were there. Guy friends and very foxy girls
from both the public and private schools showed up. I
kept my eyes on a couple of chicks with fine asses and
huge tits. Those hotties with blonde hair and brown
eyes really add to the heat too as well as those super
cute girls with turned up noses and perky little tits.

As the night progressed and some folks began to leave,
the ones who paired up for make out sessions were
really getting it on. One couple, Dana and Mike were
getting it on so loudly I could hear every orgasm Dana
had. Mike was very lucky to have Dana as a girlfriend.


She was perfect in every way, beautiful full 36C tits
with big suckable nipples, long smooth legs, a nice
natural blonde bush, the sweetest tasting pussy that
always smelled like roses, and of course, brown eyes.

Mike and I had been childhood friends for as long as I
can remember. (Truth is we took each other's virginity
in the 6th grade :-}.  And we really enjoyed our
"sleepovers". In those days, we were hotties too. He
and I still sneak in a blowjob or slow, comfortable
fuck.)

How do know all this about Dana? She used to be my
girl until a totally unreal bombshell came along. Talk
about HOT! This red head named Terri would not take no
for an answer until she fucked me silly one autumn
Friday night after a football game.  She was actually
a virgin to my surprise. Dana found out about Terri
and me and called Terri a cum-eating whore (partly
true), and kicked me in the nuts so hard my left nut
swelled to the size of a baseball.

I could not fuck or even jerk off for 8 weeks. (A
couple of wet dreams helped a tiny bit but scared me
shitless. My cum was tinged with blood. I used to love
Dana. I just want to fuck her again.) That did not
stop Terri and me or at least Terri. She thought I was
cute in my jock strap especially when my dick strained
against the material.

Every night I had to wear a heating pad on my balls
and alternate it with an ice pack. On Friday and
Saturday nights, we would watch TV in my room lying in
my bed. We would make-out as usual. I loved her kisses
because she would always drink a Sprite before we
kissed. So, if she had a Sprite in her hand, get
ready! Naturally I would hold and caress her tits
through her shirt until she would sit up rip her shirt
and bra off exposing her huge beautiful tits. They
were bigger than Dana's and had the added charm of
what I called a freckle lace across her chest. She
would slam my mouth on one of her delicious light pink
nipples. I loved the taste and texture of her nipples.
I especially liked it when she put some of her pussy
juice on them. As she became more turned on, her nipps
would stay rock hard and the area around them would
swell and turn dark pink. I knew from that she was hot
and would not take much to make her cum. Of course, my
dick would be so hard it felt like it would nearly
break off and my balls would ache so badly; but some
how it felt kind of good. Before she got to far she
would roll me on my back, straddle my chest and cram
her hot dripping cunt in my face. I would lick her
soft luscious pussy lips, catching every drop of honey
that dripped from her hot hole. She would have an
orgasm, then switch around and lick the pre-cum off my
dick. Her ass in my face with full access to her pink
little pucker hole she like me to lick. I loved the
tangy taste.

The doctor said that I shouldn't do activity that
would cause my testicles to undergo any stress.
However, the doc did say that I should massage my
testicles between hot and cold packs.  So jerking off
was out of the question as was fucking. As Terri
sucked all the precum out of me, she would then gently
massage my balls and deep suck me with lots of tongue
action. Soon I would blow my load in her sexy mouth.
The relief from pain was awesome!

  After the 5th week, we said to hell with the doctor.
So, Terri and I tried to fuck. My parents were gone
for the weekend so, having the house to ourselves, we
could relax. We started our usual foreplay. She hadn't
had a dick in her pussy for 5 weeks, though she did
admit to lying in the bathtub letting a stream of
water run on her clit. As I undressed her, I noticed
pussy juice had soaked her panties.

She climbed and straddled me and ground her clit
against my 7-inch thick cock for 10 minutes or so.
Then she expertly slipped it in her extra tight twat
and rode my hard dick for an hour. I counted 18
orgasms she had. This might be a medical first, but I
never lost my hard-on on my first ejaculation. I went
right on into my second orgasm 10 minutes later. What
a night.

Back to the story. Little did I know after when
everyone had left that I would have the surprise of my
life in my bedroom.

I was really tired, high, and a little drunk. I
cleaned up all the party trash and decided to hit the
sack. So, I turned off all the lights in the house,
went to my bedroom and there he was. John, beautiful,
blonde haired John passed-out cold on my bedroom
floor. My dreams had come true!

Since we were 14, I had dreamed of him, sucking him,
fucking him, but I was always too scared to make a
move. I even wanted to tell him that I loved him.

By the time we turned 16, I think John was on to me.
Every time I was near him, he clamed up and gave me a
kind of 'what the fuck do you want' look. I look back
now and believe that he was afraid I would touch him
or I would ask him to have a beer with me then I would
know the truth about him...he liked me too, enough to
have very hot sex with me.

I saw him in a bar one night after high school
graduation. Neither of us was dancing with our dates.
(A really big clue!) We just talked a little. He was
relieved I'm sure that I was with someone, a hot big
tittied chick by the way. His attitude toward me
didn't stop my endless jerk off sessions fantasizing
about him fucking my horny ass. I would have done
anything for him.

But on that night, there he was curled up on his side
sleeping soundly on my floor with a note attached to
his cute ass, "Bob, Couldn't wake John up. He took
some quaaludes...Jim."

Ok. Now my evil streak will show. I started scheming
how to get into his pants, still unsure how he would
react. I positioned myself to try and wake him, but
first a little squeeze. I put my left hand on his
crotch. My heart pounded in my throat. For the first
time ever I was feeling the guy's love package that I
could only dream about. I massaged his balls through
his jeans. I actually felt his dick begin to stiffen.

Simply, I was about to explode. My dick was straining
against my own jeans. I rubbed my palm against his
dick again. He was rock hard. John moaned softly and
rolled over onto his back, stretched his arms above
his head and barely audibly moaned, "Don't stop."

I couldn't believe what I just heard. John flexed his
hips upward lifting his crotch then settled down and
spread his legs just enough. Damn. I had full access
to the greatest treasure I had ever known. I reached
over to his crotch and grabbed his dick through his
jeans again. To my surprise, his meat was really long
and thick. "The best of both worlds," I thought. I
rubbed it again through his jeans a few more strokes,
then massaged his balls some more. He began to pump
his hips ever so slightly in rhythm with my hand. To
my surprise again, he grabbed my hand and guided it
back to his dick. That was all the invitation I
needed.

His breathing was quickening as I massaged what felt
like a good solid 8-inch dick. John was smaller than I
was. He was probably 5' 10", me over 6'. I always
thought "little dude, little dick." Boy was I wrong!

Finally, I decided, enough is enough. I reached over
and unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his jeans, and
slowly unzipped his fly. John was not moving. He
lifted his hips as I tugged his jeans down over his
cute bubble butt to his knees. His tight Fruit of the
Looms were tented from his enormous erection. A spot
of precum glistened through the fabric that stretched
tightly over his dick head. (How I wanted that in my
mouth right now!)

I slipped off his shoes then socks then pulled his
jeans off. I sat there for a second, amazed at what
was before me. This beautiful 17 year-old hunk was
right there in front of me. I wanted to consume him. I
wanted to be near him forever, but for now, I'd settle
for hot, deep, and consuming sex with cutest and most
delicious boy in town.  I anxiously wanted to get my
mouth on his raging hot dick.

John started pumping his hips again. He whispered
something again. I leaned in close to his face and
felt his sweet hot breath on my ear. "Angie, fuck
me...please!" He had no clue who I was.

Wait, Damn. "He fucks his sister, Angie? "This was
getting to be too much. Angie was his 16 year-old
sister who, a year ago, I fell head over heals for. I
held my breath and planted a huge kiss on his soft
lips. His tongue went immediately to work. We twisted
sucked tongues for several minutes. I broke the kiss
and pulled away. From the top button to the last, I
unbuttoned his shirt and slid it open. There was his
beautifully, smooth, white chest with puffy nipples
with little tufts of blonde hair around them. He also
had the man's line of blonde hair running from his
navel below the waistband of his underwear. The moment
was rapidly approaching when I would have him
completely naked.

I kissed his chest and liked between his nipples.
Circling them with my tongue, I flicked his left
nipple and John shivered. I flicked his other nipple
then nibbled it with my teeth. He shivered again and
lifted his hips. For a split second, he opened his
eyes. Boy did he look fucked up. Beautiful, but fucked
up. "Don't stop," he whined again.

I went for all the glory and sucked on his right
nipple very hard and bit at it. He started moaning and
reached for his dick. I grabbed his hand and kissed it
knowing the he wanted to jerk off and play with
himself. I then helped him take off his shirt. "Nearly
there," I thought.  "The love of my life is nearly
completely naked." Somehow, I didn't want the moment
to come, because I had lived for 3 years dreaming and
fantasizing what he looked like under those tight
jeans. So far, he was perfect. John wasn't necessarily
muscular. However, his total being was purely
attractive to me. He was close to almost feminine with
his smooth legs and torso.

I decided I had had enough waiting and moved down to
his navel, kissing and licking. John was going crazy.
He was pumping his hips; I could see his dick rubbing
against the fabric of his underwear.  I placed my hand
over his crotch and rubbed is dick, then lifted the
elastic of his waistband.

To be continued.