Date: Fri, 5 Mar 2010 19:02:08 -0800 (PST) From: Tague Micheals Subject: Galen's Nororious Bulge II I know, it's been two and a half years since I wrote part I of this story. That happens to me sometimes and this was one of them. I was planning on ending it with this chapter but it would be twice as long if I did so, there should be one more. I just don't know when for sure. As always enjoy. Hugs Tag_m Galen's cock hadn't lost much of its rigidity while we talked and still lay there on his flat torso looking so much like a resting anaconda. I reached over and grasped onto him again, reveling in the warmth and hardness of his young body. As I stroked him I felt more blood become trapped in large tube and before a minute had passed the boy had returned to full on hardness. I looked down onto Galen's smooth face, admiring his beauty, and he must have sensed that I was looking at him for he opened his eyes and allowed me to look into them although they were still half closed. He smiled at me and shut his eyes again. I continued to look over his body, wanting to take in everything in order to burn it into my memory, just in case. Just in case I never had an opportunity like this again. Sure, here he was now, naked and getting jacked off for the second time in 15 minutes but that didn't guarantee that he wouldn't have second thoughts later. I was pretty sure that Galen was a full on straight boy, not gay or bi. I knew full well that plenty straight boys had moments of engaging in gay sex and I also knew that plenty of them were embarrassed later, vowing never to do that fag shit again. On the flip side there were plenty of straight boys who liked getting jacked off or sucked and didn't care if it was a guy doing it. That type of boy generally grew out of those inclinations and eventually limited their activities to females only. So, yes, I wanted to be able to remember as much about Galen's body as possible. In those times when I needed to jack off I wanted to remember the smoothness of his skin, the firmness of his muscles, the well defined chest and abs, the flatness of his belly as it sloped downward into his pubic bone and ended with that cock, those balls. I glanced down at the heavy sperm makers and watched them move as I stroked him; the sac so weighted down that they would never jump around like smaller nuts could but would move inside the soft sac. "Oh man Justin that feels so good," he said softly, "It feels like I could lay here forever and have you do it." I readjusted my body and lay next to him, getting a more close up view of his boyhood charms. Precum was again leaking out of his slit so I leaned over and licked the viscous substance from his swollen cock head eliciting a moan in the process. After giving it a thorough cleaning I took the head into my mouth, Galen's body going rigid for just a moment then relaxing back onto the carpet. I proceeded to take about a third of the thing into my mouth, my tongue swirling all over the head when I was backed off of it. I kept it for a good 3-4 four minutes, wanting to do other things to the boy but not wanting to scare him off. I figured that if we had a return bout I might be able to take him through a variety of experiences but for time being I needed to move slowly, keep things fairly simple. There was one thing I could do however so took his cock from my mouth and laid it gently on his belly then stood up. "I'll be right back," I told him then left the room, shoving my hand down the front of my jeans to adjust my own stone hard dick. I wondered if he would ever be curious to want to see my dick, to watch me jack off or even do it for me. I wondered if he had any interest at all in watching me cum. I went upstairs to my bedroom, grabbed the bottle of lube and the always necessary cum rag and returned to the living room with it. I was propped up on his forearms watching me. "Ever try this stuff," I asked him, holding the lube out in front of me. He scrunched his eyebrows trying to see what it was then shook his head from side to side. I dropped down to my knees between the boy's legs so he spread them wider to give me more room and set the lube and small hand towel off to the side. I gazed for a moment at his balls, the large eggs hanging low, and covering the beginning of his butt crack. Leaning forward I licked at them, running my tongue up, down, and all over the soft skin and gently moving each orb around. I pushed the entire works off to one side and licked up and down the crease of his inner thigh and getting my second sharp inhalation of breath as new feeling roared though the teenagers body. I would have loved to hold the sac in the air and lick down along his perineum toward his asshole but I felt that anything even remotely close to rimming or his puckered little pooter would need to be put off for another time. I really didn't want to spook the lad but instead to encourage him to come back to the place where he was willing to try new and exciting things. Keeping a straight boy interested could be a challenge and as long as I didn't expose him to anything outlandish or real queer I hope that I was going to be amenable to another bout. Instead I licked upward and worked on the spot right at the base of his cock. I added a new trick, nuzzling my lips against it or catching the skin with my lips and pulling on it. I worked my way up the underside shaft until I had to move my upper body and place my hands on the floor outside of his hips so that I could lick my way to the sensitive underside of his cock head. After giving that area a good going over in used my lips only to capture the swollen head, pull his cock more upright, then nibble way downward, pulling the head into my mouth. "Neat trick," Galen said softly, his head raised up off the floor so he could watch me. I knelt there on my hands and knees and bobbed my head up and down on his cock, taking in as much of him as I could and grateful that I was wearing a pair of sweat pants, otherwise my stiff cock would have been extremely uncomfortable. My mouth finally tired so I set his cock back down again then reached for the lube. I poured a generous amount into the palm of my right hand then grasped his dick again and held it upright with my left. Very quickly I turned the lubed hand, wrapped it around the fat swollen head and slid downward onto the top of the shaft, twisting my hand as I went. Galen gasped quite audibly. I smeared the lube all over the top third of his cock then went to work, gripping him tightly and sliding my fist up and down over the sensitive ridge of the head. The expression on Galen's smooth young face was similar to what he would have looked like had I spilled ice water on his bare skin. Adding to the mix of feelings that were ripping through him, I grabbed his heavy nuts and began squeezing and tugging on them. Galen moaned louder as both hands working in harmony to bring the boy's heat level up. "Oooohh gosh Justin," he moaned so I held tighter and pulled harder and he moaned yet again. It seemed that young I may have discovered that having his balls pulled on was a good turn on for him. It wasn't much longer before the boy informed me that he was going to cum and within 10 seconds of the announcement I felt his cock thicken. I slipped my hand off of the head and continued to stroke him as the first jet shot out and landed just below his rib cage. Of course his head was up and eyes mostly open to witness that first one then he relaxed his head back down. I was holding his cock more upright this time so it didn't go as far up and it didn't land in a slash but more of a splash. It was followed by another 5 squirts of diminishing distance and amount and in between them smaller amounts or the tail end of the squirt just seemed to fall down over my fingers. Galen's fountain finally slowed down to ooze, those globs sliding down over my fingers was well. I let go of his balls but continued to stroke him, wanting to help continue those incredible feelings as long as possible. I finally let go of the boy, set his cock down and relaxed back, sitting on my heels. I grabbed the cum rag and wiped my fingers off then just sat and watched the boy pant, his breathing finally slowing down some. Galen finally opened his eyes, saw me just looking at him, and smiled. "That was pretty intense," he said softly, adding, "I knew that my balls were sensitive but I've never tugged on them like that." I nodded my head because I didn't think that he was really looking for an answer. "Let me get the washcloth and clean you up," and stood up. "On second thought would you rather take a quick shower to clean that stuff off?" He nodded his head so I reached down, he grasped onto my offered hand and pulled Galen to his feet. "Follow me," I told him and headed back upstairs to the master bedroom and bathroom. In the room I stood off to the side and waved an arm to the bathroom then watched his ass as he walked by me and into the doorway. I looked almost as good from behind as he did from the front. His back was nicely developed from his broad shoulders down to a narrow waist and then the glorious cheeks of his butt. It too was as solid as the rest of him, the twin orbs having a nice roundness to them that begged to be pried open. "Wow this is pretty nice," he called out to me. He stepped around the wall to get the water on and adjusted then disappeared completely. I sat on a small dressing divan after setting a fresh towel out for him and when he came out I watched quietly as he went about the process of drying off, which has a certain amount of eroticism to it, in my opinion. Done, he came toward me, his cock finally softened but still hanging long in front of him. "What should I do with the towel?" I reach out and took it from him, walked it over to the hamper and dropped it in. I followed him back into the living room and sat down while he stood facing the fire, all the while admiring his ass and conspiring to explore it further. I doubted very seriously that the boy would let me fuck him but stuffing my face in there might be an viable option. He turned to face me with his hands behind him. I simply gazed over his body and for his part I allowed me to do that seemingly not bothered by it in the least. "You have an incredible body, you know that?" He smiled and blushed slightly, said thank you. "So, how are you doing? Are you okay with all this, any regrets or negative feelings? He shook his head. "No, I'm really fine Justin. That was totally awesome. I've never felt some of those things before. I'm really glad that you're my friend and, I don't know, that I can trust you with stuff like this." I nodded my head. "Well, as I said, anytime you want to explore this a little more all you need to do is let me know. Unlike females, gay guys don't generally have to be "in the mood" so to speak. We're generally ready and willing just about any time." Galen laughed at that and said that he would definitely keep it in mind. I wanted to tell him a lot of things, tell him that if there was something that he thought he wanted to try all he needed to do was say something. There were more things but I elected to keep my mouth shut and just let him be where he was. Instead I changed direction. "Any thoughts about what you want to do about your truck?" He shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know. I should talk to my parents about it though, I mean if you're going to help me with it, which ever way we decide to go." I agreed with him and although I didn't voice it I would have insisted that he do exactly that. The buzzer went off on the dryer so we walked into the mud room and pulled the clothes out of the dryer. Watching the boy step into his briefs was another one of those erotic moments. "Mmm, yummy," he said, holding the warmed cotton garment against his crotch. I smiled and said I knew that. The rain had stopped so we went outside and he popped the hood on his truck then fiddled around a little bit. "I'm thinking I need to replace the coil," he said. He quickly disconnected it then asked if he could use my phone to call his dad. I told Galen that I'd take him up to an auto parts store if he wanted and he did, so I did and 30 minutes later he fired the truck up. He got out, letting the truck idle, and came over to where Galen was standing. "Thanks for everything Justin." He paused for a moment then went on. "I feel really lucky to have a friend like you in my life and I want you to know what I appreciate everything that have done and do for me." I smiled and nodded my head. "It's my pleasure, you're welcome and thank you Galen. Your help is hugely appreciated." "I'll talk to my parents tonight and let you know what they say as soon as I can. Do you need me here to work this week?" "I can always use your help but no, there's nothing pressing." He nodded his head, got back in his truck and waved as he passed by me headed out of the driveway. I didn't see Galen for almost a week which in itself wasn't necessarily unusual; he'd gone that much time before. Needless to say the other times hadn't been preceded by a double header so of course I had to wonder if he was having any negative feelings about the experience. I didn't spend a lot of time wondering however because I felt that I knew Galen pretty well. He'd been working for me going on 4 months and my belief was that he was a well balanced and confident boy verging on being a young man. When he told me, just before I took his magnificent cock into my hands that first time, that he knew what he was doing I had no doubt that he'd given a great deal of thought to it. He finally called and asked if he could come over and discuss my offer; that his dad would be coming with him. I readily agreed and an hour later heard the chimes from my front door go off. I opened the door and ushered I and his father into the foyer and then the living room where the man extended his hand to me. "Fred Hoff," he said. About my age, Fred was built more like a logger than owner of a business that sold lawnmowers and other motor driven lawn tools. The dress shirt of thin, pale blue and white stripes seemed to enhance the bulk of his upper body. I wondered briefly if he sported the same equipment that his son did then remembered that I had said that Fred wasn't his biological father. Fred got right down to business. "My son tells me that you are willing to help him purchase a vehicle that is in better mechanical shape than his truck, is that correct?" I nodded my head. "Essentially yes. I suggested either replacing or rebuilding the motor which is likely to be pouring money into a hole. The better option I think would be purchasing something newer or at least in better mechanical shape. I could loan him the money or co-sign on a bank loan. I think the bank loan is a better option because it helps Galen to establish credit. But I'm willing to discuss the issue and consider other options." "The big question I have is, why," Fred responded. "Because I can; because unless you tell me differently, I see Galen as motivated, responsible, and honest. Because his truck has been nothing but trouble since the day he went to work for me. Because I think that Galen deserves the opportunity to take a step forward in life." "So, what are we talking here fifteen, twenty grand?" I shrugged my shoulders. "Something like that. I think it prudent to keep the monthly payments under three fifty since I pay him at least that every month. It also depends on what the down would be which includes either the trade in or the sale of his truck." "Well it's still a lot of money if something goes wrong, if he can't make the payment." "I'm not overly concerned about that Fred. Like I said, Galen appears to be honest and responsible not to mention the best worker I've ever had and I've had a few. I can easily afford to cover the loan and can set up a contract so that it's a business transaction. At the very least it could write it off on my taxes and believe me, I can always use a deduction but I don't believe it would come to that." Galen's father seemed to give that some thought then nodded his head. "Alright but needless to say I want to know what the end plan is and read any documents that go along with it." I told him that went without saying and that being said we shook hands and they left with Galen saying that he'd be over the next day. After they left I reflected on the encounter and felt that Galen's father seemed satisfied with the overall idea and I didn't get the sense that he thought I was gay or anything along those lines. As I've stated, I don't present as being gay in the least and I wasn't sure that my neighbor's even realized it much less anyone else. Xi called from China that evening and told him what I was planning on doing. We had discussed it before so it wasn't totally new to him. If my partner was curious as to whether Galen and I were playing he didn't mention it. Xi basically adhered to his own don't ask don't tell policy. Galen showed up the next morning about 9 and we'd started to do some work outside but the weather wasn't cooperating so we went inside. The entire inside of the house, 11 rooms, needed paint and since Xi and I had already picked out what we wanted it was only a matter of running up to Lowe's to get it, which we did. We were almost finished with one bedroom and I declared that he was getting way too warm. I had to agree with him that it. It seemed like that sometimes when I painted, especially in smaller room. I tried opening the window which would also have aired it out a little but then it seemed like it got too cold too fast. "Seems like there's no happy medium," Galen declared. I agreed with him. "Maybe I can just take my jeans off Justin, would that be okay. I gave him a look and he smiled cuz he knew what I was thinking. "Yeah, look who I'm asking," he said with a grin. He unsnapped then unzipped his jeans and tugged them down and them off then tossed them on the floor out of the way. Galen was wearing a t-shirt that pretty much covered him but of course the bulge at his crotch was still somewhat visible. As we finished the bedroom I stole occasional glances at the young God, admiring his ass as well as what I could see of his front. Galen had a dynamite butt, the firm globes filling out the thin cotton fabric of his briefs very nicely. I felt like rubbing my hands all over the muscled butt however I wasn't going to ask. Galen would need to do that. We moved into the next bedroom, Galen taking the high and me the low. I had a small ladder that he could use and once again I stole glances at him as he reached up to paint the ceiling, the movement pulling the front of his t-shirt up and exposing the entire front of his briefs. I felt myself stir at the sight of him, accompanied by my memory from the week before. I was certainly hoping the young Adonis would favor me with his body but I held out no hopes for that. Then again, there he was roaming around my house in his underwear so who the hell knew how it would turn out. We were finishing the 3rd bedroom but by then parts of Galen's t-shirt were damp with sweat. He'd pulled the hem up 3 or 4 times to wipe his forehead or face and fortunately I was close at hand. It amazed me that the boy could even wear briefs for they seemed to me to be very confining but then, maybe Galen liked it that way. From time to time I wore boxer briefs and thought about inviting him to try a pair. Judging from the dampness of both the shirt and the briefs it seemed that offering to do his laundry might be a good idea and as we knocked off the second bedroom I decided to give it a shot. "Let's take a break," I suggested and Galen agreed. For the next phase I would be using a different color so needed to reseal the cans and clean up the brushes and roller. Galen and I did the cleaning side by side at the utility sink in the mudroom. "You know, if you want you can take a shower and I can toss those into the laundry," I said to him, nodding at his undergarments. He nodded his head then grinned at me. "Is that a ploy to get me naked?" "Of course it is," I said with a leer although it wasn't really. "Actually I was considering changing my clothes and taking a shower anyway then maybe getting something to eat." I was wearing cargo shorts and a t-shirt and although my undergarments weren't as damp as the boy's they weren't completely dry either. "Are we gonna paint some more," Galen asked. I shrugged my shoulders and said that I was thinking not. I wasn't in any particular hurry, just wanting to get it done before Xi came home which would likely be another 10 days at least. Galen seemed to give that some thought. "Yeah, sure Justin, that sounds okay. I am feeling kinda sticky. Should I shower in here," he asked, indicating the small bathroom in the mud room. "Naw, use my shower," I said. Galen nodded his head then surprised me by pulling his t-shirt off then shoving his briefs down and kicking them off and standing before me with them in his hands. "What should I do with these?" I told him to put them in the washer, which he did, and then he stood there waiting, his magnificent cock hanging below his equally magnificent body. The kid was a sight to behold, the kind of boy that earned the admiration and the hearts of men and women alike. I wondered briefly what it would be like to lay in bed and just hold him. "Well, are you gonna get undressed? You said you were thinking about a shower too." "Is this a ploy to get me naked," I asked him with a grin. He didn't skip a beat. "Of course it is." He put his hands on his narrow hips and waited, much like a parent waiting for a child to accomplish some task or another. "You want me to get undressed right here in front of you?" He gave me a look as though I was mentally challenged, put his arms out to his sides and looked down at his body and then back at me. I peeled my t-shirt off, my brain going a million miles an hour. I peeled my socks off, since I wasn't wearing shoes, and then shucked my cargo's and briefs at the same time all the while under Galen's watchful eyes. He glanced at my crotch as he put his hand out so I handed him my clothes and he tossed them in the washer. "Want to toss your jeans in here too," I asked him. He nodded his head and walked passed me and I watched his glorious ass as he went into the living room. I heard him go up the stairs, sounding like he was taking them 2 at a time, then a moment later come back down them. An additional moment later he came back into the mud room with his jeans and handed them to me. It was difficult not to look at Galen's cock and when I did it seemed to me that the boy was boning up because the thing wasn't completely hanging, the head pointing a few degrees forward. I saw me glance at him. "I know," he said, seeming to blush slightly, "it's starting to get hard. I guess it's cuz I'm wandering around your house naked, you're naked, and I guess maybe I'm thinking about what happened before and what might happen today." "Okay, well do you think you'd like something to happen?" Again, he had a shy quality to him that was quite endearing. Galen shrugged his shoulders then said, "Maybe; I guess, yeah but I don't want to seem like, I don't know, like I'm using you or something." In that moment I became the boy that he was, not the confident young man that he generally projected. "Okay, I can understand that," I said, keeping my voice soft and caring. "I gotta tell you though, that you're not using me. I made you an offer a few weeks ago and I stand by that offer. So I tell you what, why don't we tromp up to my bathroom and take a shower and we'll see how things go. Is that alright with you?" He nodded his head then lifted it and smiled at me. "Come on," I said and headed out of the room with Galen behind me. I wondered if he was looking at my ass, wondered what he was thinking about if he was looking at it. I must say, that it's rather a nice ass for a guy my age. I'm somewhat slender and have stayed in decent shape all of my life and had a 34 inch waist. In my bathroom I got the water where I wanted it and stepped in, Galen following me. His dick looked pretty much the same as it had, a little stiffness beginning to show up. "How would you like a little treat Galen; how would you like me to wash you?" We were facing each other, the magnificent snake of a cock still mostly hanging. I glanced at my cock as I asked him the question, seemed to think about it for a moment, then nodded his head. I knew the boy wanted to get his cock sucked and I also knew that he was a little reluctant. I knew too that by the time I was done with him any reluctance on his part would be totally gone because by that time his big cock would be raging hard and he would be more than ready for a release. I squirted some liquid body soap into my hands then had him stand so the spray was hitting the front of his body. I started at his shoulders and of course gave them a strong massage that earned immediate moans and groans of pleasure and would of course endear me to the boy. I moved down his back to the glorious orbs of his butt then re-soaped my hands and when I returned I dropped to one knee and started at the top of a thigh, just below the cheek. Galen automatically moved one foot out as I started and washed the entire leg from top to bottom. I re-soaped and did the other leg. After the third addition of soap I did his sides and up under his armpits which caused him to squirm slightly and giggle. I did each arm down to the hands then each finger separately. Although I wasn't sure because I didn't check, I figured that Galen's cock was now standing straight out from his muscled body. After the next addition of soap I reached beneath his arms stepped in closer so that I could reach his chest. The action caused my cock to press into the crack of his ass. "You're hard Justin," he all but whispered. "I'm standing here naked, in the shower, with the most magnificent boy on the whole friggin planet, and I'm washing him. Yeah, I'm hard." He chuckled at that then said, "Me too," he whispered as I rubbed my soapy fingers across his muscled chest I spent an extra moment on his nipples, got a couple of gasps, then washed down onto his flat belly, my fingers registering all of the creases of a growing six pac. I re-soaped then snuggled back up to him and started in his moss before my fingers went down through the creases along side his balls then moved together underneath the heavy sac and coming back up, cupping and fondling the sperm makers and causing their owner to moan. Galen was relaxed into me as I let his sac down gently then wrapped both hand around his cock and slid them out to the end of the rigid shaft. I pulled one soapy hand back, managed to get more soap onto the fingers. I moved so that I was standing beside him then began soaping the cheeks of his ass while my other hand slid up and down his cock. Once both cheeks were done my hand slipped between his soapy thighs and I cupped his balls from behind. Galen moaned softly as I moved my hand backwards and my finger found his wrinkled asshole and washed the entire area causing the boy to moan even louder and move his outer foot even wider. Since I didn't move I continued to wash his core and the area around it. "Hold on Galen," I said then slipped the tip of my middle finger up inside of him and wiggled it against the tight muscle. I swear that the boy lowered his body slightly, bending at the knees, and I pushed the finger all the way inside. Galen's left arm came up and wrapped around the arm that was still slowly stroking his thick meat and my finger moved in and out of him. Needless to say I found his prostate and rubbed across it which cause more moans. I was debating on a variety of ways to make the boy cum. I really wanted to suck his cock but I also wanted him to experience an orgasm while his prostate was being massaged. I also wanted to show him frottage; us holding each other face to face and humping our cocks against each other's stomach and hard cock. As I said, I wanted to hold the boy like that and it seemed that frottage might be the easiest way to there. Whatever I might have decided on and then proceeded to was short circuited. "I'm gonna cum Justin, I'm gonna cum," he groaned out. I slid my soapy hand up over his swollen cock head and kept the finger in his ass massaging his prostate and felt the little nut of a gland harden. "Oh gosh, oh gosh, Oohhh," he groaned. I pulled my hand off of his cock head and glanced down in time to see a jet of sperm eject out of the tip. I swear it went a good 18 inches out, landing almost at the far end of the shower. It was followed by 6 more squirts of boy juice, the first 2 going almost as far. The last ones were more of an oozing but were such large globs that they hung from the tip of his cock like a fishing line, each one causing the one before it to drop the shower floor. Galen went weak in the knees as he came and I tried to use the strength of the arm with the finger in his ass to help keep him upright. I gently pulled my finger from his tight little asshole and immediately put that arm around his waist, the position requiring me to press my fully hardened cock against the boys' hip. I had reached an arm out and braced himself against the shower wall so between us we kept the boy upright. I slowed down the movement on his cock then simply let go of it and put my other arm around his waist and held him for a moment until he started to straighten his leg then stepped away him. I reached for hair conditioner, poured a copious amount in my hand and began to jack off. It had been at least 5 days since I'd cum so besides being all hotted up by being with Galen the need for release was on me. My other hand cupped and tugged on my balls while my eyes continued to focus on the boy's delicious ass as well as his cock. I had stood there with his eyes closed, panting. When he finally opened them he saw what I was doing and smiled then backed under the shower spray and soaped his asshole. His eyes all but stared at my crotch, for according to Galen, he'd never been with another boy so he'd never been witness to another boy's self love and thus the explosion of another's sperm. When he was done with his ass he just watched, one hand on his chest and the other fondling his balls and a moment later I came. Groaning, I slowed my stroke and lowered my head and watched the first jet of sperm arc out toward Galen and land at his feet. When I came it was generally in thick gooey spurts and this wasn't any different. There were 5 solid jets that slowed down to the enviable globs of cum that oozed out and dropped down over my fingers. I nursed the last few drops out then let go and of course my hand went straight to the base of my cock and my fingers wrapped around my balls and sort of squeezed the whole works for just a moment. "Can we trade places Galen," I asked the boy who was still mostly staring at my crotch. "What, oh, yeah sorry," said and we slid alongside each other, cocks hitting gently together as we passed. I quickly soaped and washed then rinsed off and we both got out. Drying off Galen was shivering. Where we'd both been hot during the painting and in the shower, the actual air temperature in the room was probably 68 or less. The cooler air helped caused a significant reduction in both dicks although neither had yet returned to its default state. "At the risk of this sounding like a come on, let's crawl under my comforter Galen." The boy nodded his head, arms crossed on his chest and body slightly hunched in that typical "trying to keep warm" manner. In my bedroom I hauled the comforter down, we crawled in and lay on the electric blanket and pulled the heavier material back up over our shoulders. Galen was still shivering. "Roll onto your side and back up into me." The boy did as I asked and I reached around him and held him about mid torso, pulling our bodies together. Galen's top arm rested on mine and he had pulled his knees up which backed his ass into my groin so I bent my knees to conform to his in order to have as much body contact and thus, warmth, as possible. We lay there quietly, just breathing until Galen finally spoke. "What happened in there Justin, when you had your finger in me," he asked quietly. "Are you asking about the intensity of the feelings you experienced?" He mumbled a Yeah. I explained to him about his prostate gland and how sensitive it was and how much better an orgasm was if the prostate was being massaged at the same time. He nodded his head but didn't say anything. "Are you okay with what happened Galen?" He didn't answer for a moment. "When you were doing it, yeah, it was great. I never had any feelings like that before and I have to say that it probably one of the best cums I've ever had." He didn't say anything so I prompted him. "But afterwards, thinking about it, you're not so sure. You really liked what happened but it seems to you that anything that has to do with that area of your body is a gay practice and you don't want to be gay. Does that sum it up?" He remained quiet, then said, "Yes," his voice still low. I moved out of arms then rolled over to face me but to his credit he moved back in closer and put his arm on my waist which meant that I either had my hand right next to his dick, if not on it, or I put my hand across his upper back, which is what I did. As it was our cocks were still resting against each other. "There are a great many areas of the body that are called erogenous zones," I began, "areas that are sexually stimulating. The asshole, if you'll pardon my crudeness, is only one of them. Sadly most straight guys think that anything that has to do with that area, other than as a waste elimination plant, is gay and that is simply not true. In many countries ass play is accepted by men when it's performed with a female partner. There is a sex tool that originated in Asia called love beads, among other names, that are beads on a string. Sometimes they are varying sizes but the point it that they are inserted into the rectum as part of foreplay and when the man cums, they are pulled out with varying degrees of speed and the stimulation of the rectal muscle enhances the man's orgasm. Women use them vaginally as well. The reality Galen is that many straight guys miss out on a lot of fun stuff because they think it's gay if you do it. That includes using dildo's too by the way. "Nipples are another one. Most guys don't know how sensitive their nipples are. Have you ever noticed that your nipples get hard when you cum?" He shook his head. "But you saw how sensitive they are when I washed you." He nodded his head. "Kissing is another one, although guys kiss girls all the time, kissing with another guy can be equally stimulating. There are also plenty of kissable hot spots and you'll find them as time goes on although if you're willing, I can show them to you." "Something else to consider is this. Engaging in a single sexual act doesn't make one gay or straight. Repeating an act doesn't necessarily identify sexual orientation either. It's about which sex a person is generally attracted to and I could probably go on and on but over and above that you don't have to take my word for it. There are plenty of sources of information where you can verify what I've just said as well as learn more. One really good internet site is called jackinworld and it's a .com extension if I remember correctly." Neither of us said a word for a moment then Galen said, "I really appreciate your patience with me Justin. I think it's really good for me to have you as a friend. I've lived a fairly sheltered life and I'm finding that some of the things that I've learned or come to believe aren't reality or are just plain incorrect. Thank you." He yawned then and as a matter of fact I was feeling a little sleepy myself. I asked if he could take a nap and Galen readily agreed and the boy rolled back onto his other side and spooned backwards into me. It only took a minute before his breathing evened out and slowed down and I wasn't all that far behind him. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ If you like stories of well endowed boys try the following Tag_m stories in the gay adult youth category. David-A Boy's Story 10.09.05 Majah 10.17.07 Little Red Roosters 7.11.09 also in gay young friends Photographing Boys 10.21.08 although only part of the story Morgan 01.16.09 Brotherly Instruction 6.16.06 in the gay incest category