Date: Fri, 29 Jun 2001 17:58:52 EDT
From: VicHowel@aol.com
Subject: Growing Up Sexual - chapter XLV

Growing Up Sexual

A warm thanks to all of you who keep on reading my tale of Vic and his
friends. This story would never have got this far without you.

I promise to be more conscious of spelling and typos than I was in chapter
43. I am really embarrassed about how poorly written and edited the school
scene was. I've also written a longer, multi-scene chapter instead of the
short, plot-specific scenes the last couple of chapters have been -
hopefully, the sex in this chapter will make up for the lack of it in
those. Hopefully too, I've been able to capture some of the feeling that is
the pleasures that come with the realization of first love. Please enjoy.

The following isn't exactly a plug, it's more of an update. Some of you
have shown an interest in my writing and, by extension, the books I've
edited. You can order 4 of my anthologies directly from the publisher:
CASTING COUCH CONFESSIONS, RENTBOYS, FRESHMAN CLUB, and SKINFLICKS
II. E-mail Steve Stewart at sstewart@companionpress.com for ordering and
pricing info. My understanding is that Companion Press has cut all ties
with distributors and bookstores - thus, you can only get those 4 books by
mail order. The price is $US14.95. Unlike so many erotic anthologies out
there these days, these 4 contain stories about "real" guys who are hot and
horny - and act on it. They won't put you to sleep but will have your hand
slipping inside the waistband of your undies.

My 5th anthology, DIVINE MEAT, was released in the UK and Commonwealth last
December and in America in June of this year. Idol went to an unknown
distributor for America, so I don't know if it's even hit the bookstores
yet. You can call the distributor (in America) at 1-800-343-4499 to learn
where the nearest stocking bookstore to you is, or how to order directly
from them (in the UK, call Virgin Publishing in London). The price for this
one is $US10.95. I think this is my best anthology and is also one of the
best multi-author collections of erotic tales anywhere. I really enjoyed
editing it.

I've closed down my website and am no longer selling electronic copies of
my books. I am, however, negotiating with several publishers to release
several of my collections and novels. I'll also be pushing to have BLOOD
BROTHERS (vampire erotica) published. Hopefully, 2001/2002 will be a banter
year for those of you who like my writing.

I'm not going to post more chapters of GUT FEELINGS (Beginnings), LEARNING
TO FLY (college), or THE LEARNING SEASON (Adult/Youth) as these are being
revised with the intent to offer them to a book publisher. More on this as
soon as I know something.

Again, thank you for enjoying Vic and his friends and wanting more. Your
e-mails have meant a lot to me. They're always guaranteed to pull me out of
a depression and get me back to writing about Vic.

Without further ado:

Chapter XLV


I was in the pool with the others, all of us naked and just being boys. I
was probably the worst because I was trying to forget what my lover was
doing in the house with his cousin. I was on Julian's shoulders, and we
were taking on Broughton and Lindy. Lindy and I were grappling, trying to
bring each other on our mounts down when I heard the door to the house
open.

I gawked as Richard stepped out and started towards us. He was supposed to
be balling his cousin, so what was he doing joining us? Lindy took that
moment to wrap his arm around my chest and dunk me. I came up sputtering
and mad at myself for getting distracted. Then, I saw that Richard was
smiling.

I couldn't help it; a big grin pasted itself to my face and I just stood
there watching him approach us. My man hadn't had time to educate his
cousin to the glories of his dick. Hell! He hadn't had time to do much more
than start stripping. And here he was, coming to me. He looked like an
angel.

My angel.

"The boys brought Cary over here for you to get your revenge," Clyde said
as Richard stopped at the edge of the pool.

"I think he had something better happening to him when I left."

"Woo!" Lindy yelped.  "Billy Lee is getting laid."

"I think it's the other way around," Richard said softly and squatted in
front of me. He was smiling at me.

He took a deep breath and looked around the pool. "I was trying to keep me
being queer hidden as deep as I could get it," he said. "Now, I find out
that Uncle Clyde has a whole bunch of you guys hanging around his house-"
His gaze landed on Clyde. "Why didn't you ever invite me out here?"

"Henry and I aren't into dick, Richard," Jimmy Weeks said before Clyde
could answer. "But we're very queer-friendly. Want to join us?"

My heart was suddenly in my throat. What if Richard said yes? I knew how
good a time the Weeks boys could show a devoted queer. And I knew with
complete certainty that I was exactly that. A queer devoted to Richard Lee.

Richard just laughed. "I've got all the queer-friendly I'm ever going to
need," he answered and, blushing, reached down and took my hand. "Right
here."

"Aw, ain't they sweet?" Henry groaned theatrically and dived under the
water.

Clyde came up to us then. "I figure you two would like to be alone for a
while. Why don't you go inside and take the bedroom just past the one Billy
and Cary are in?"

Richard blushed even darker. I just grinned and nodded my head
vigorously. I got out of the pool and took Richard's hand. I pulled him to
me and kissed him hard in front of everybody in the pool.

He was mine and I wanted everybody to know it. He was the finest catch in
town and off-limits to them - so was I from now.

* * *

"I'm close," Billy whispered, his fingers caressing Cary's neck and
shoulders.

The boy pulled off his cousin's dick and looked up at him grinning. "I
thought I'd never manage to get all the way down to your bush."

"You were doing great. Why'd you stop?"

"I want you to come inside me, Billy." Cary pushed himself further up onto
the bed.

"If you'd have kept it up, I'd have come inside you."

"No, I want your dick inside me." He grinned. "Up my butt, Billy.  All of
you." He'd reached the middle of the bed and, reaching to the headboard,
fluffed up a couple of pillows.  He lay back and spread his legs. "Come on,
Billy. I want you to fuck me."

"Are you sure?"

"Don't be silly," he grumbled and reached out a hand to his older
cousin. "All those boys out there expect me to lose my cherry in here. I
for one don't want to be a virgin when I go back out there, and you're the
boy I want to take it from me. Come on up here with me."

Billy climbed onto the bed. He'd fucked Vic before but Cary was
different. With Vic, just like with Richard and the Weeks boys, it was
always him wanting a hot rod up his butt. He only went along with sticking
it to Vic, because his friend insisted on it at least once when they got
together.

But this was his little cousin. And Cary wanted him to fuck him. He
understood that it was his lot to show the boy how to enjoy sex. All of
it. He wanted to make the younger boy feel good.

He wanted to feel Cary clamp his muscles down on his dick. He wanted to be
the one to make his cousin feel good. and crawled over to Cary's knees. He
sat back on his heels, his dick harder than he could ever remember it.

Billy eyed Cary's hard dick, all four inches of it and thought of a
pencil. A pencil stub really. But he knew the kid knew how to use the
damned thing. He'd seen him dicking Richard.

That was the rub for him. He wasn't about to let his little cousin get it
into his head that he could do to him what he'd done to Richard.

Billy had been the proscribed bottom - to Richard and the Weekses. Sure,
the sex was always good. They treated him like they treated Vic outside of
sex, though. There was always just the hint that they were better than he
was - because he took their poles.

He didn't want that kind of thinking coming from Cary. No matter how much
he liked to feel a hard dick in his butt. He wanted the two of them to last
- the two of them - like Richard and Vic. He wanted Cary and him to be
equals. For the first time in his sexual life.

He crawled across the bed until he reached Cary's spread knees. He sat back
on his heels then, his dick harder than he could ever remember it, and
wrapped his fingers around the boy's dick.

"Aren't we supposed to use something greasy?" Cary asked, his gaze fixed on
Billy's dick. "That thing's looking bigger and bigger every time I look at
it."

"Yeah, we'd better." He'd already noticed the jar of vaseline on top of the
bedside table nearest him and he reached for it now. "Lift your legs and
I'll grease you up, Cary," he said, situating himself again at his cousin's
knees.

Cary raised his legs, his arms going behind his knees to hold them
up. Billy opened the vaseline and scooped some of the grease on his
forefinger. He moved under his cousin, grinning down at him between his
legs. "This is going to feel a little cold," he said.

"Do it, Cuz."

"Spread your legs some then. I'll suck on you while I open up your butt
some."

"Yeah?" Cary asked as he opened his legs in invitation. Billy bent over him
and, as his tongue found the boy's dick, Cary let his legs settle over his
cousin's shoulders.

* * *

Richard pulled me against him as soon as he'd pushed the door to behind
us. My dick had gotten hard as I followed him into the house and now it was
being ground against the front of his jeans as his lips found mine.

I reached between us and, pushing my dick out of the way, unbuttoned his
trousers. His tongue tried to reach my tonsils.

This was Richard Lee? He'd never been a passionate lover, not since I first
started having sex with him. Joe and Billy were the only ones who really
kissed me and got into things other than me immediately going down on them
or lying back and spreading my legs.

I decided that I liked this new Richard. Maybe I should thank little Cary
sometime for helping his big cousin learn to be loving. My hands moved up
to his back and pulled him tighter.

His hands travelled up and down my back and felt good everywhere they
went. But they felt really good whenever they'd move down and knead my
buttcheeks. I was getting that old, familiar itch up my hole and I knew
that Richard could scratch it for me.

He broke our kiss and leaned back several inches so that he could look into
my face. "I want you, Vic. I want you to fuck me now. I want to feel you."
He jerked forward and pecked the tip of my nose. "I want you to take me,
take possession of me, Vic. I want you to make me yours."

It sounded good. I'd be happy forever if it was just him and me together on
some deserted island or something. But he was talking about me fucking
him. And that damned itch up my ass was becoming downright demanding.

I lay my head on his shoulder and licked his neck. For a moment, I just
relished him shuddering against me, the front of his jeans grinding against
my belly and my dick still caught between us and leaking crazily.

"Richard," I mumbled against his skin, feeling his heart beat with my lip,
"I'm yours - anyway you want me. Only, I-" I pulled back to meet his
gaze. "I need you inside me. Before we do anything else today. I need
that. Please."

He studied me for another moment before a smile started at his lips and
spread across his face.

"It's yours, Vic - any time you want it. But you've got to remember that I
like what you've got, and I now know that I want it in me too." He groaned
as I rubbed the front of his jeans hard. "We've got to have an
understanding - I get as much as I give," he gasped. "Otherwise, Richard
Lee is going to be one very unhappy boy. You accept that?"

I nodded my agreement. And reached down to find his zipper between us. I
wanted him naked. Now.

* * *

Cary couldn't believe how good Billy's fingers felt wiggling around in his
butt. He couldn't wait until he had the real thing in him. If he'd have
known it felt this good, he would've let Clem fuck him when his brother was
still begging him for it.

"Do it, Billy," he mewled. "Put it in me-"

"You sure?" Billy asked as he crawled between his cousin's legs and raised
them to his shoulders.

"Don't talk so much," Cary growled and grabbed his dick. Billy pulled his
fingers from the boy and brought them to his own pole to guide it.

Cary's asslips felt like they were kissing the knob of his dick, trying to
suck him in. Just holding there, his pole pressed up against the boy's hole
while he moved his hands to the boy's hips. He's hungry for it, Billy
thought as he began to push against those lips. "Push down," he
whispered. "It'll open you up for me."

He was sliding in and the walls of his cousin's butt were so tight! He
started running the multiplication tables through his mind to keep from
cumming. Cary's hand held his dick and balls, pulling them out of Billy's
way.

He was watching him, his eyes. He never once looked down. Billy met his
gaze and kept reciting his multiplication tables as his dick slipped deeper
into the boy's butt.

Vic had never been like this. Of course, Richard was fucking his friend
regularly before Billy got a piece of his ass the first time. Cary's
lovechute was virgin; Billy's dick was the first one ever to be there.

This was Cary's first time and Billy wanted to make it good for him. The
very best it could be for him. Even if the kid had been using Richard like
a jerk off rag. Cary had said that he'd always wanted him. Him.

His bush pressed against Cary's skin. He was all the way in. And, still,
Cary held him with his eyes.

"How does it feel?" Billy asked.

"Full."

"It doesn't hurt?"

"Naw. Maybe if I wiggled my fanny around on it a little it'll feel better?"

Billy nodded and did not move, holding his dick in place and watching the
younger boy under him.

He didn't understand the feelings sweeping over him. He'd fucked Vic, but
he'd never felt this way towards his buddy. He felt so connected to Cary as
he waited for him to adjust to having him inside him.

There was the tight, hot grip that held his pole almost all the way up to
the root. That feeling held him, but it wasn't everything he felt. There
was something more as his gaze stayed locked with Cary's.

Trust.  That was it. Cary trusted him. Vic had already known what a
buttfuck felt like. He and his friend had fucked like rabbits - with
Richard behind one or the other of them in the old days - but that had been
just sex. The two, or three, of them getting off. This was something
different.

Cary was giving himself to Billy. He trusted his older cousin to respect
that gift and never damage it. It was a gift that no-one else had ever had
- not from Cary. Billy knew that he had to treat that gift with all the
respect that he could muster. It was special.

Billy's face moved slowly to Cary's and their lips touched. His tongue
worked its way through the boy's teeth and was tentatively challenged by
Cary's tongue. He was lost in the kiss and the feel of his cousin. Without
his realizing it, Billy's hips began to move.

Cary's tongue became aggressive and their duel moved into Billy's mouth as
he continued to move in his cousin. When Billy's dick pulled back through
his cousin's lovechute and reached his sphincter, the boy's hips bucked up
to meet its return.

Cary's leaking dick rode Billy's belly.

* * *

I pulled Richard towards the bed behind me, his shorts bunched just above
his knees. His dick tented his briefs and the flare up my butt burnt
hotter.

When I felt the mattress brush the back of my legs, I squatted in front of
him, pulling his shorts and, then, his underwear down to his ankles. I
slipped his sneakers off his feet and he lifted one foot and then the other
while I finished stripping him.

Raising my head, I took his hard dick in my hand and guided it to my
lips. He sighed as I took him into my mouth and my lips closed around his
shaft. "I've always been hot for you, Vic," he groaned as my nose buried
itself in his bush.

Part of me wanted to suck him until he came. Part of me. The more dominant
part of me was that flare burning ever brighter in my butt.

I pulled off him and stood. I grinned at Richard as I sat back on the
bed. "I want to face you. I want you to make love to me, and I want to see
you doing it." I scooted further up on the bed and jackknifed so that my
head was on the pillows. "Come on, Richard. I want you now."

"Just remember that I get some of you too, Vic," he growled as he stepped
up to the bed.

I reached out to him and wrapped my fingers around his pole. It was smaller
than either of the Weeks twins and definitely smaller than Broughton's, but
this one belonged to Richard. And Richard was the angel that I wanted,
thought I'd lost, and re-found. That made it special.

It was damned unique. And I wanted it where it belonged. I held his dick as
he climbed onto the bed and crawled between my legs.

He lifted each of my legs to his shoulders and leant over me to kiss me.

I felt him guiding his dick to me but my mind was on him. His tongue
against mine. His smell. His eyes watching me. I almost wasn't aware of him
pushing into me.

Almost. But that was part of him too. The feel of his dick was as it began
to massage the insides of my colon.

I moaned when the tight curls of his pubes pressed against me. The sound
seemed to reverberate in his mouth, tickling my tongue locked with his.

I was finally back to where I'd been happiest and most complete. Impaled on
everything Richard had. Richard fucking me. Only, now, it was even happier
and more complete. Richard was not just fucking me now, he was making love
to me.

* * *

"Sweet Jesus!" Cary groaned as Billy continued to move in him. His hands
moulded over Billy's asscheeks and moved with them. "I'm getting close,
Billy! Do it harder."

Billy was lost in the feel of the boy under him - his butt, his leaking
dick, his feet on his back, even his unflinching gaze holding his
eyes. Nobody - not Richard, not the Weeks twins, not even Vic - had ever
made him feel as complete as he did at that moment. It was like Cary's butt
had been made to fit around his dick. And his dick was made to fill the
boy's butt.

Cary's hands pulling on his asscheeks - pulling and pushing - goaded him
into moving faster. The lining of the boy's lovechute clinched and
unclinched around his pole, massaging it. He leant closer and Cary lifted
his face and they were kissing again.

Cary's dick rode his belly, wetting it with pre-cum. Billy continued to
bury his nearly six inches in his butt and the top of his thighs smacked
against his cousin's cheeks. His dick was gripped and massaged as his hips
pulled back for another lunge.

Cary groaned, a low grumble in both of their mouths. His hands squeezed
Billy's butt hard. His lovechute clamped down hard on Billy's dick and his
whole body stiffened under Billy.

Billy felt the first rope of his cousin's jizz glaze his chest before it
fell to Cary's neck. The boy jerked and bucked beneath him. He felt like
his dick was being squeezed off, his cousin's butt muscles were clamped
down so tight. And pride spread through him that he had been the one who
gave the boy an orgasm on his first fuck.

Cary's face pulled away from Billy's and he looked up at his cousin, a grin
covering his face. "That was so good," he said as his fingers moved over
his older cousin's butt and up his back.

"It was-"

"You didn't come, did you?"

Billy kissed the tip of Cary's nose. "Not yet. Want me to pull out and do
myself?"

The boy's eyes grew large. "You'd better not. I want you to shoot inside
me. I want your load in me." He grinned impishly. "When we go back out, I
want everyone of those boys out there to know that you've made me yours. I
want your load leaking out of me so they'll know."

Billy chuckled. "I guess I'd better get back to fucking you then. You got
almost there just by coming."

Cary glanced down between them. "I'm still hard. Do you think I can come
again? It'd be real nice if I came with you this time."

"It would," Billy agreed. "I'll try to get us there together this time."
His hips pulled him out of Cary until just the knob of his dick was still
inside him. "Here goes, honey," he said as he began to ease back into the
butt welcoming him.

* * *

I watched, looking up between my spread legs, as sweat beaded across
Richard's forehead. His eyes were closed and he was in a push up position,
holding his upper body over mine with his hands on the mattress on either
side of me. Gleaming as he began to sweat there, the muscles bulged in his
upper arms as his hips powered his dick into me. And quivered as he
withdrew.

His balls pressed against both my cheeks, one against each side. I didn't
remember him having such big nuts. The short, curly, coarse hair of his
bush tickle that area between my hole and my ball sack and scratched the
insides of my cheeks. I wondered if he'd had a rush of male hormones
recently to make that much hair down there. I was going to have to talk him
into trimming his pubes and wondered how he'd take that.

He slipped into a rhythm and started hitting my prostate each time he
entered me - just as he'd learned to do before, when he was fucking me
almost every day. My thoughts drifted away from him - from contemplating
him - surrendering to the wild pleasure beginning to rise out of my balls
and ass and spread through me.

He bent over more, raising my butt even more, as his cheek grazed mine. He
nibbled at my ear. "I love you, Vic," he whispered. "You're the only boy I
ever want - promise me that you'll be mine."

It was hard to concentrate enough to answer him. I was riding higher and
higher on a wave of sexual need being satisfied. My balls were already
riding my dickshaft as he continued to plummet my innards.

I went over the top then. My balls erupted and jizz was blasting out of my
dick so hard I was about to lose consciousness. I heard somebody groaning
"oh" over and over again and didn't know that it was me.

I collapsed in on myself then. Beyond thinking. Beyond feeling. Just
totally and completely satiated. A baby existing comfortably and unaware in
its womb. And Richard continued to plow my butt.

I stayed hard and my dick rode Richard's belly. I found out then that
everything from Richard's ribs to his knees got into the act when he fucked
you. I wondered why I'd never realized that before.

I gasped as he began to saw back and forth over my prostate and my balls
knew they had been called back to the front without any R & R. I opened my
eyes and saw that he was grinning down at me.

"Think you can come again for me, baby?" I mewled. "Yeah. You were always
good for two or three at the same time," he breathed against my ear. "Maybe
that was just your body just hitting puberty or something." He ground his
dick around deep in my butt, his pubes scratching that area under my
balls. "But I want you to do it now - for me. For us, Vic - because we love
each other."

He didn't give me a chance to answer him. His lips were on mine and his
tongue was playing tiddlywinks with my tonsils. His hips speeded up,
grinding his dick around in me. My balls lifted up slowly until they rode
my shaft. I was right there with him, riding him to the stars like I was
Buck Rogers.

I felt his dick get bigger inside me. He was pounding my butt when he
shoved all the way in and stayed there, his dickshaft pulsing against my
prostate as he unloaded his balls into me. I exploded again. And fell into
the deepest core of myself.

* * *

Billy kissed Cary and pulled out of him. He sat back on his heels as his
younger cousin's legs slipped from his shoulders and fell on either side of
him.

"That was so good, Billy," the boy groaned.

"It was good."

Cary looked up at him then. "Promise me, Cuz-"

"What?"

"That you'll give me that every afternoon."

"Fuck you or make love to you?" Billy asked.

"Make love to me," Cary growled and sat up to throw his arms around Billy's
chest. "I love you. I want you to love me back."

Billy's arms went around the younger boy's back, pulling him closer. "I do
love you, Cary."

Cary's head pulled back a couple of inches and he looked up at
Billy. "Then, you'll make love to me every day?"

Billy chuckled and kissed his nose. "Yeah. I'm pretty much yours now. Only,
you've got to promise that you'll make love to me too. This love business
is a two-way street, you know."

"Yeah, I guess so." He grinned. "Do you think the other guys will like me
now?"

"You want to do stuff with them too?" Billy yelped.

"Shit, no!  That's only for you and me to do. But that pool sure looked
good when we were walking in."

"We don't have swimsuits."

Cary cupped his hand around his chin. "They expected me to get fucked by
you and Richard when they brought me here. They shouldn't get too freaky if
we went in naked." He climbed off the bed but stopped the moment his feet
touched the floor.

"What's the matter?" Billy asked.

"I'm leaking!" the boy squeaked.

"Where?"

"My butt! Look." He turned and bent over, thrusting his bottom at his
cousin.

Billy leant closer and touched the puddle that had oozed onto Cary's
thigh. He rubbed the fluid between his fingers and chuckled. "You're
leaking my load, Cuz."

"Yeah?"

Billy nodded.

"Shit!" Cary grunted and ran to the door. "Come on, Billy! Let's get into
that pool so it'll wash away without everybody knowing."

Billy pushed himself off the bed and followed the boy into the hallway. "I
thought you wanted everybody to know that I fucked you."

"Those boys out there only," Cary said in exasperation as he reached the
living room and hurried across it to the outside door. "It's okay for them
to think that," he called over his shoulder. "But I don't want them to see
the evidence, Billy with their own eyes! Not your jizz sliding out of my
butt. Jesus!"

* * *

I lay in Richard's arms on the bed. His lips touched the nape of my neck,
his tumescent dick caught in the valley between my buttcheeks. "I love
you," I mumbled as I began to doze off.