Date: Sun, 24 Dec 2006 04:20:34 -0800
From: gduncan (at) lonelyocean (dot) co (dot) uk
Subject: Harrison -- Gay; Adult/Teen; Oral, Anal

NOTICE: This story contains graphic depictions of sex and should not be
viewed by minors.  This story is a work of fiction.  Copyright 2006,
Gabriel Duncan.

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hardest working guys on the net.  Cut him some slack this holiday season by
dropping some bills to show him how much you appreciate the archives.

Without further ado . . . . 


Harrison
Gabriel Duncan


I picked Harrison up at his place.  The first thing he did when he sat down
was light a cigarette.  His parents didn't know he smoked.  "Hey," He
smiled.  "Hi," I grinned.

Harrison was beautiful.  He wore a blue button-up shirt and jeans that
showed off an awesome bulge.  We hadn't seen each other for almost a year.
It felt that long.  But we were soon back to normal, laughing and sharing
current events.  There was even some of the old competitiveness when we
described our latest conquests. He got a phone call and I drove while he
talk about what seemed like gaggles of events and meetings.  He was
uber-busy, very involved in school government.

Once we were home, I offered him some water.  When I came back, he had
taken off his shirt and was sprawled out on my bed.  He was skinnier than I
remembered . . . .  And had gotten some more muscle.  He had a modest
amount of hair in between his pecs, somewhere I didn't remember hair
before.

"Ugh!" He exclaimed, stretching dramatically, exposing thick pits of
underarm hair.  "I need a shower."  Harrison followed me to the bathroom.
I gave him some towels and was about to leave when he asked, "Aren't you
going to take it with me?"

I wasn't going to tell him I'd already taken one.  We stripped and stepped
into the steaming shower.  He began washing his hair and I picked up the
soap.  He was almost taller than me.  "How old are you now?"  I asked.
"Seventeen," I lathered my hands and spread them over his back.  He added,
"But I'll be eighteen in three months."  "Sweet," I kneaded his little
bubble butt and he turned around to look at me.

His grin almost blinded me.  But it was his cock that struck me the
hardest.  It jutted out from a dark bush, long and fat, head flared just
behind the foreskin, he was already leaking.  It was big and thick since I
knew him.  (It flared out towards the base.)  But he grew almost an inch to
make nine, pretty impressive for a skinny little white boy.  His soapy hand
slipped over my erection, slowly sliding back my foreskin, circling the
head.  "Turn around," He said breathlessly.

His hands slid over my shoulders and down my back.  He went lower and did
my thighs all the way down to my toes.  I washed off and we stood
face-to-face.  "Your chest is hairier," He told me.  He pulled on my
nipples and remarked that I always had a tan.  "I'm Mexican," was all I
said.  "Yeah," He grinned, tugging on my thick cock, "And Indian."  He
dropped to his knees and licked my tool.  "Is that were you got this from?"
He asked.  "I don't know."  He made an "O" with his lips and let me slide
in and out a few times.

He'd only fucked me once.  It wasn't something he really seemed interested
in.  I didn't mind, that much.  Harrison's ass was amazing.  And with a
cock like that and those big swinging bull balls, I was happy to let him
spew his load any way he wanted.  I preferred my mouth.

Back in bed, he wrapped his arms around me.  Harrison and I cuddled for a
few minutes, getting warm, and kissing, rubbing against each other until we
couldn't wait any longer.  He sighed as I dipped under the covers and took
his penis in my mouth.  Harrison's precum oozed out onto my tongue and I
licked and slurped at his still-covered cock head.  I sucked his cock until
I could hear him begin to huff and puff.  But I didn't want it to end just
yet.

After deep-throating him a little, I pulled off and turned him over.  He
sprawled out, on his hands and knees.  He still had dancer's thighs.  I
contemplated just sticking it in.  He cooed as I rubbed my thumb across his
hole, and pushed my palm up against his balls.  Harrison looked over his
shoulder, brown eyes glazed with lust.  He asked, "Are you gonna rim me or
what?"  I grinned back and let go of him.  By way of an answer, I stuck my
tongue in his ass, hard.

"Ohh!"  Harrison cried.  He clutched the bed frame and pushed his ass back
on my tongue.  I licked all around, slowly inserting a finger between
swirls.  His moaning got louder.  I wanted to work him over real good
before we got to the main event.  After I could fit two fingers, I stopped.
"Unh!" He almost fell backwards, "Why'd you stop?"

I grabbed the lube and squirted some on my cock.  I worked the extra lube
into his tight, welcoming hole; sinking in three fingers.  I slid my dick
between his thighs and ground against him slowly.  Harrison moaned my name
as I finger fucked his hole.  "Oh god, fuck me!" He turned to kiss me.  He
begged me, "Please, put it in."  "Okay," I kissed him hard and pulled out
my fingers.  He grabbed a pillow and laid his head on it, looking back at
me, presenting his ass.  I swatted him on the ass with my rod a few times
to make sure he was ready.  Then I placed it at the entrance to his hole.
I watched as he wiggled his ass on my pole, slowly negotiating the
penetration.

I groaned as it slipped past the first barrier, it felt like a velvet
sheath.  I pulled him closer, slowly pushing in more.  I was going to stop
there, but Harrison pushed back, and we met at the hip.  I could feel him
clutching me inside him.  I ran my hands over his back and sides as he
fucked himself slowly on my stick.  He knew how to work with steel.  I
couldn't help but pull at his ass, driving myself deeper, and riding
against his sweet spot.  Harrison cried out.

"Don't move!"  He was at the precipice.  My cock was tingling.  My whole
body was.  I wanted nothing more than to slam into him and finish it for
both of us.  It was so tempting.  "Oh, baby," I groaned, my balls were
aching.  "I don't know how much longer I can hold it like this."  "Not
yet."  He asserted more firmly.  We stayed like that for a minute; him
face-first in a pillow, ass out, with me in as deep as I could get.  But
when I felt him relax again, his death grip gave way and I found myself
sliding even deeper.  Harrison growled from around the pillow.  He ground
back into me and I took my cue.

I pulled his ass against me and fucked him hard.  I could hear my balls
slapping against his thighs.  Harrison's back was covered with enough sweat
to make it hard to hold.  My fingers slid downward and I grabbed his cock.
It was hard as steel.  "Yeah," Harrison groaned, "Jerk me off."  I pulled
on it and nipped the back of his neck as I fucked harder.  I told Harrison
what a tight ass he had.  How good my cock felt inside it.  I told him how
much I wanted to spray my come all over him.  He was leaking all over,
chanting my name, screaming, "Fuck me!  Fuck me!  Make me come!"

I was almost there.  We were fucking ourselves into a frenzy.  I had to
come.  I adjusted so I was slamming his sweet ass from above.  The angle
was getting me there fast.  Suddenly, Harrison let out a deep growl and he
stiffened.  I wanted to catch his come, so I pulled out before he could.
"What are you doing?!"  He panted.

"I want to swallow," I flipped him over on to his back and devoured his
cock whole.  He grabbed my head and started fucking my face hard.  I stuck
my fingers back into his ass and went to work while he writhed underneath.
"Oh god!"  His cock was growing, I could barely breathe around it.  "Almost
there!"  I felt the first shot hit the back of my throat.  He kept me
swallowing; even before he finished, he pulled his sputtering his cock from
my lips and hopped in to my lap.  "It's your turn now!"  He smiled.

I lay back as he positioned himself on my cock.  Slowly, he slid down,
rocking back and forth.  He kissed me hard, tasting the come in my mouth.
His cock was bobbing up and down, slapping wetly against my chest as he
fucked himself.  Harrison looked down at me, getting off on watching me
squirm beneath him.  Soon, I was back on the edge.  "Harrison," I gasped,
"I'm coming."  He picked up speed.  "You're getting harder," He said.  He
began slamming himself against me.  Soon, I grunted that I was coming.  He
slammed against me one last time and ground his ass onto me.  "Fill me," He
moaned.

Harrison ground against me until my orgasm subsided.  We laid together for
a while until my parents called to tell me they were coming home
prematurely.

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Hope you enjoyed Harrison.  This is the first short story I've written in a
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