Cody's Diary

By Joe Camp

Copyright 2002

Warning: The following story is a work of fiction. It is a fantasy. It never happened, except in the author's imagination. This story contains sex between a man and teen boy along with scenes of gay group sex. The author does not encourage or condone sex between adults and children.

If you are underage, or this is illegal where you are, you already know what your supposed to do. If this kind of story turns you off, find something else. If you lied about your age in order to access this story, remember this is only a story. Real life doesn't always work out like a story.

Fiction and Real Life: This story is all fiction. The characters in this story engage in unprotected sex. That's not real life if you want to live to old age. The characters are a product of my imagination, and can't catch anything unless I want them to. Any resemblance of characters to an actual person is purely coincidental.

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In Part 1

"Thanks for having me, Tim. I hope I can come back the next time you have a party."

"Your welcome anytime, Cody. Dusty knows I have a party every Saturday night."

"Thanks, Tim."

I was a little surprised when he gave me a tender kiss on the cheek.

"Come on, Stud," Dusty exclaimed. "We're going to be late if you don't start moving it."

Cody's Diary
Part 2

    Cody  was at the next  3 or 4 parties. I of course enjoyed watching him play with the others.  There would usually be 10 or more guys in the 16 to 20 age group at the parties. Cody seemed to prefer that age group. That's okay. At my parties everyone is free to play with whomever they want. If anyone complains about it, they get shown the front door. Yeah,  several have been shown the door over the years when they got possive over someone that didn't want them to be possive. Cody was a pleasure to watch. Yeah Cody only played with an older guy one other time at a party. Me once again

The next afternoon after that party, Cody was sitting on my porch waiting when I got home from work.

"Hi, Tim,," Cody greeted me.

"Hey, Cody," I responded, "how's it going?"

"K," he answered. "I hope you don't mind my dropping by."

"No, I don't mind," I assured him as I unlocked the door.

Cody followed me into the kitchen and leaned against the counter watching me as I started a pot of coffee. He didn't say anything. He just rested there and watched me.

"I think there are probably some cokes left from last night, unless you would rather have coffee," I offered. "Help yourself, they are in the frig."

"Thanks," Cody responded.

    Cody dug around in the refrigerator and found a drink. He popped the top and sit down at the table. I poured a cup of coffee and joined him. We just sat a moment as I waited for Cody to tell me what was on his mind.

"I really had fun last night. Thanks."

"You're welcome." I told him. "you are a lot of fun to play with."

Cody grinned real big. He has the most tempting grin. I wanted to lean across the table and kiss him.

He paused a moment as if he was making up his mind. "I can't stop thinking about what we did last night. I'm so horny I can't stand it. Can we do it again now?"

    I looked at him a moment before answering. "Why me, Cody? You know you are a very good looking guy. You can have your pick of any guy you want. Guys you own age are falling all over themselves to play with you at the parties. Why an old guy like me? Why me?"

"I don't trust the guys my age," he responded.

I was waiting for more. When he didn't continue I asked. "But why me? Why not one of Dusty's friends? Or why not one of the younger men that were at the party?"

    Cody bowed his head and was quiet a full minute before looking up and answering. "You see the way they all look at me? Do you hear what they say? Telling each other they can't wait to fuck me? Looking at me like I'm nothing but a slab of meat on the bed for their pleasure? Do you see that? I don't want to fuck anyone I'm not in love with! I'm not sure I will ever want anyone to fuck me!"

    I could tell he was upset. I put my hand on his shoulder and said in a soft voice. "Yes, but Cody, that is the kind of parties they are. You are the best looking guy that comes, and of course everyone wants you. Everyone including yourself comes here for the sex play."

    Cody let out a long sigh. "I know, and I don't really blame them. It is just sex for fun. It doesn't mean anything to them except they got off. It's just that I have been getting those looks for as long as I can remember. When I was little, I enjoyed the attention. Then when I was 10 or 11, I figured out what those looks were. I used to look too much like a girl and men with little kids holding their hands would look at me like that. It makes me sick to think what the little kids must think of me to see their dad looking at me like that! Even some of my friends' dads do it to me. Gown men would try to have sex with me and I was just a little kid. Even if they didn't try, I knew that was what they were thinking. Then the girls! One girl I used to know when I was 13, invited me over to her house. Her 'rents weren't home and she said she wanted to show me something in her room. As soon as we got into her room she took off her shorts and panties and lay on the bed with her legs spread wide open waiting for me to stick it to her. It made me so sick I had to leave. I never know if someone likes me for me or because they like the way I look and just want my body. I get so horny and I want someone to hold me, but I don't know who I can trust."

    I put an arm around him and gave him a hug. "I'm sorry, Cody. I guess I don't know what that would be like. I never had that problem."

    "Why you?" Cody asked as a rhetorical question, "the look I saw in your eyes that first night was different. I saw the same thing as I saw from the others, but there was something else too. I saw that you thought I was good looking. I saw you wanted my body But I saw that even though you didn't know me, you cared about what I wanted. You asked me what I wanted. Then you asked Dusty if I was ready. Even that wasn't enough. You told me we could stop at any time and you wouldn't be mad. Even last night you asked if I wouldn't rather play with one of the younger guys. You held me and I felt safe. That is why you. I trust you and I'm comfortable with you and you don't make me feel dirty."

    I couldn't help but be full of tender feelings for Cody as we moved to my bedroom. Yes, I have had wild hard man on man sex in my life. I have known tender, loving sex. But that afternoon with Cody was one of the most tender and fulfilling times of my life. Of course I was full of lust as he undressed. He was proud of his body and enjoyed my enjoying seeing it. But, he knew I cared.

    Yes there was a tenderness I felt towards Cody as I sucked him. I know he felt it too. It was a deep and meaningful climax for him when at last his cum erupted into my mouth. Maybe it was just my imagination, but the way David sucked my hard on into his mouth made me want to give him my cum not for the sake of cumming but as a gift. There was a need inside him. A need to have my dick in his mouth. When he cupped my balls it felt as if he was making love to me. When my climax hit it was the most powerful I had had in years.

"Cody......................... Oh........ Cody!"

It seemed to go on and on as I strained into Cody's mouth.

    Bulldog came to the next party.  He had gotten his nickname from his football team mates, but it fit his looks. Bulldog had the sweetest personality of anyone, but he had a face that was like the old saying. "A face only a mother could love." No, he really wasn't that bad looking but his looks did fit his nickname. He had the same face a bulldog has. He was very good natured about it and had introduced himself to the group using that name. Yeah, his build fit his nick name too. Bulldog is almost 17 and a star tackle on the high school football team. We had never played with each other, but I had watched him with some of the younger guys. Bulldog had been coming to the parties off and on for about six months.

    I was sitting in the living room watching Cody play with Toby Johnson. Toby is 19 and on the football team at the college. I guess it showed I was enjoying watching them. Bulldog sat down next to me and watched too. It was plain he was watching only Cody.

"Cody is so beautiful," Bulldog sighed.

"Yes he is," I responded.

I was almost sure he and Cody had never played together. Or at least I had never noticed them together.

"Why don't you ask Cody to play sometime," I off handily asked.

Bulldog gave a sigh. "Oh, I couldn't do that! Cody is so kind and thoughtful of others that he would play with me just out of sympathy. I wouldn't want him to do that when there are so many good looking guys he can play with."

"Bulldog," I earnestly told him, "don't put yourself down or sell yourself short. You are a pretty nice guy yourself."

"Yeah, what's that old saying? Nice guys finish last?" Bulldog sighed.

I didn't know how to respond so I didn't.

It was a few days later that Cody dropped by the house.

"What do you think of Bulldog," I asked.

"I don't know," Cody responded, "he's all right I guess. Seems kind of shy."

"Yeah," I told him, "he is, but he is worth getting to know. Why don't you talk to him sometime, I think you would like him."

    At the next party I saw Cody join Bulldog off in a corner. They were just sitting on the couch talking. Two hours after the party had started they were still dressed and still just sitting and talking. Sure I have a tender spot too, so I was keeping an eye on them. I noticed when Cody got on his knees in front of Bulldog and reached for his zipper. I noticed the enchanted look on Bulldogs face as he helped Cody get his pants down.

    Bulldog's pants and underwear were around his ankles. Cody spread Bulldog's knees apart and leaned in. Bulldog's dick was rock hard as Cody placed a kiss on the swollen head. I made sure I had a good view as Cody's tongue licked up the pre-cum Bulldog was leaking. I watched as he placed a kiss on each of Bulldog's fat balls. Cody gave Bulldog's balls a tongue bath before sucking one into his mouth. Bulldog gave a long satisfied moan. Cody played with Bulldog's ball in his mouth for a while before turning it loose. Cody's tongue laved every inch of Bulldog's dick. His tongue caressed the glans. Cody was intense as he worked every pleasure point on Bulldogs swollen cock head. The look on Bulldog's face said he was somewhere beyond the rest of us.

    Cody took Bulldog's cock into his mouth. Bulldog started humping. I'm not sure Bulldog even realized he was fucking into Cody's mouth. I think Bulldog was beyond knowing what was going on around him and going on natural instincts. Cody's eyes showed a look I had only seen when he was sucking me off. The look I had seen when I knew it was my dick he had to have in his mouth. Now that look said it had to be Bulldog's dick and no one else's. Bulldog tensed and his butt came off the couch as his shoulders dug into the backrest.

"OhohOhohOhohOhohOhohOh...." Bulldog moaned in a wobbling cry.

    I saw Cody's throat working as he swallowed over and over never spilling a drop of the cum emptying from Bulldog's cock. Cody held Bulldog's cock in his mouth as Bulldog recovered. I saw a smile cross Bulldog's face and tenderness as he pet Cody's head. There was tenderness in the eyes that saw only Cody as he reached down and lifted him up. There was a look of reluctance on Cody's face as Bulldog's soft dick slipped from his mouth. The look was replaced by a look of contentment as Bulldog held him in his arms. I couldn't hear what they were whispering to each other but no, I wasn't surprised when I saw them kiss. The kiss was a deep need fulfilling kiss. I could tell Bulldog's tongue was inside Cody's mouth. At the same time Bulldog slipped his hand down Cody's pants and was playing with his dick. There was an urgency when they broke their kiss. Bulldog pulled his hand out of Cody's pants and they were both rushing to get Cody's pants down.

    Cody stood and his pants fell around his ankles. He shoved his boxers down. The sight of his creamy alabaster butt is always thrilling to me but Bulldog had eyes only for Cody's hard on. There was a reverence on Bulldog's face as if he were worshiping Cody's dick. Bulldog opened his mouth and Cody's dick disappeared inside as Bulldog closed his lips around it. Bulldog's hands went to Cody's butt and he held each cheek in a hand. Cody's hands were on Bulldog's head as he tenderly guided him as Bulldog started working Cody's cock in and out of his mouth. Cody was soon humping into Bulldog's mouth and all Bulldog could do was hold still waiting for his reward. Cody had a driven look on his face. A look I knew to mean he had to give his cum to Bulldog. It wasn't long before Cody's butt muscles tensed.

"Oh, baby," Cody moaned. "Oh! I'm going to cum, baby! Oh....... ugggggh!"

    He strained into Bulldog's mouth as he delivered his gift. Bulldog eagerly accepted what Cody offered. Cody's eyes were closed and his head tossed back as he relaxed and pet Bulldog's head. The small smile on his face showed he was pleased with the world. I don't know how long they stayed like that. It had been so beautiful I felt a little guilty for having watched. I got something to drink and wandered around visiting with the other guests. When I got back to the living room they were gone.

    Neither Cody or Bulldog was at the next two parties. It was Sunday afternoon when they dropped by the house together. I invited them in and we headed for the kitchen to get some drinks.

"We just wanted to say thank you, Tim," Cody told me.

Bulldog had his arm around Cody's waist and they looked so natural and comfortable as they stood close together that way.

"For getting us together," Bulldog responded.

"I didn't do anything but suggest you guys talk," I reminded them.

Bulldog smiled over at Cody. "But I would never have had the nerve," he told us. "When Cody first spoke to me I was so nervous I almost wet my pants."

Cody smiled at him. "You know I'm not into water sports."

Bulldog giggled as if they were sharing a private joke. Both boys turned to me as one and stepped closer.

"We know what you have done for us and we want to thank you," Cody told me.

    Both boys leaned in and wrapped me in a hug. Of course my arms went around them both. They each kissed me on the cheek so of course I kissed them. We stood there a long while as we just hugged. No there wasn't anything sexual about it and we were all close enough together that we would have known if any of us got hard.

"Alvin and you are my two closest friends," Cody told me. "So far, Alvin is the only person to see this," he informed me as he handed me a small diary. "I want you to see it too so you know how much I appreciate you."

I hadn't known before that Bulldog's name was Alvin.

The boys turned to leave. "I'll leave it a few days," Cody told me, "but please don't show it to anyone or tell them what's in it."

"Of course I won't do that," I promised Cody.

I opened the diary and started reading.

January 12, 1998

Dusty  gave me this for my birthday today so I guess I have to write something in it. He said it helps to write down stuff and how you feel about things. I made him swear he wouldn't ever peek at what I might write. If 12 is supposed to be so mature, why does everyone still treat me like a little kid?

May 10, 1998

Steve invited me over to his house today. His dad didn't say anything but hi, but he was looking at me like that! I hate it when men do that! Steve and the man's wife were sitting right there. I felt like a slut. Why does everything have to be about sex?

July 17, 1998

I have started puberty. It scared me and I didn't like it when I woke up and my underwear was wet and sticky. Dusty made me tell him what had happened and he assured me it was normal just like they had told us in school. He told me how to masturbate so I won't do that when I'm asleep.

August 3, 1998

Dusty said 95 percent of all guys masturbate. It feels so good when I do it, but I feel so guilty for doing it afterwards. Maybe I'm supposed to be one of the 5 percent?

April 10, 1999

Sherry invited me to her house. I didn't know her parents wouldn't be there or I wouldn't have gone. She said she wanted to show me her CD's in her bedroom. She lay down on her bed instead and took off her clothes. She opened her legs and said let's do it. It was so gross. I ran outside and I thought I was going to gag. I don't know how I'm going to ever face her again. Guys are supposed to want that to happen. Does that mean I'm gay? I didn't think John looked gross when I saw him naked. When I get sad and lonely it is John I dream of having his arms around me. But John likes girls. That is all he can ever talk about. I wish John would look at me like That!

December 2, 2001

I just found where I had hidden this so many years ago. I read it now and think back to what a little kid I was then. I still get those looks but now I don't let it bother me. I stopped feeling guilty about jacking off a long time ago. Am I gay? I think so. At least I have never met a girl I want to have sex with. I don't think I'm bisexual like Dusty. I have been thinking a lot about sucking off a guy, ever since Dusty told me about the parties he goes to. Dusty says it would probably gross me out because everyone looks at everyone else with that look I hate. Maybe it will gross me out. I don't know. I won't know until I try. I talked Dusty into letting me look at the magazine he has of guys doing things. I had to jack off while looking at it.

December 14, 2001

I just realized everything I have ever written here is about sex.

December 29, 2001

Dusty has promised to take me to the party on my 16th birthday. My birthday is on Saturday this year. He said he would only take me if I promise to do it with the old guy that gives the parties for my first time. Dusty said he is the only one he would trust me with in case I change my mind after we start. I don't know if I can do it with an old guy. Especially if he looks at me like That! Dusty says when it is just for fun it doesn't matter who you do it with or how old they are. I guess we will see.

January 12, 2002

Tim gave me my first blowjob tonight! Man is it ever a lot better than jacking off. Once he touched me I forgot all about how old he is. I just felt how good he made me feel. He did give me That look, but it was different. When he looked at me that way, I didn't feel cheap and dirty. I felt he wanted my body but that he also cared about me as a person and about how I felt. I was afraid I wouldn't be able to suck off an old guy, but I didn't even think about it. I was worried about what to do with his cum. It didn't bother me at all to swallow it. Now I know. I'm gay.

February 23, 2002

I met someone tonight. Everyone calls him Bulldog but I like his real name better. Alvin. I would draw hearts around his name but that would be too girlish. To think I would never have talked to him if Tim hadn't told me to! Alvin looked at me like That, but it was like a puppy dog look. It was really cute. He was so shy that at first I thought he wasn't going to say more than hi. Once we started talking I found myself telling Alvin everything about myself and I wanted to know everything about him. I didn't have to explain to Alvin about that look. He understood what I meant. Just like with Tim I didn't feel dirty telling Alvin I was horny. Just like with Tim I didn't feel dirty taking care of his needs. I hope Alvin likes me half as much as I like him.

February 25, 2002

Alvin talked to me at school today. He asked me to go to the movie with him tonight! He is picking me up at 6:45.

Alvin let me suck his cock after the movie. We drove out to the woods and found a spot. I could suck on him forever. When it was my turn Alvin didn't much more then get my dick into his mouth before I was shooting.

March 7. 2002

Alvin and I have been dating for almost 2 weeks now. We have sucked each other at least once every day and still I want more. When I'm not with Alvin I feel so lonely. I can't hardly stand it when he drops me off at home and I have to go to my empty bed alone. I know I love Alvin. I'm sure he loves me. I have decided I'm ready to be fucked. I was thinking I would ask Tim to be the one but I'm going to ask Alvin tomorrow.

March 8, 2002

Alvin is afraid of hurting me. He wants to have sex with me but he has never done it and is afraid he will do it wrong and hurt me. I had let him read my diary and he suggested we ask Tim to do it with us so he can teach us how to do it right. Alvin said he was okay with me doing it with Tim alone and then teaching him, but I want Alvin to be with me my first time. Alvin suggested I let Tim read my diary and then we decide. We are going to take it to Tim tomorrow.

    I closed the book all ready knowing what I was going to do. The same as David had done for me when I first feel in love and wanted to give myself to Joshua. I would be there to help them and give them all the support and confidence they needed. A love like theirs doesn't need a third party. Yes, I would be there for them and teach them how to make love to each other, but I won't join in. Maybe some other time, but not their first time together.

The End

Thanks for reading,
Joe Camp
copyright 2002