Date: Tue, 8 Jul 2014 18:38:11 -0700 From: Jon Hold Subject: He Was Hard v.2 He Was Hard v. 2 by Jon Hold Copyright ©2014 by the author He was hard and Tomi was on his knees sucking him. "He" was Sharp. His ass was still red from where the coach had busted his ass with a ping-pong paddle. He was giving the new kid one hell of a face-fucking anyway, or maybe, because of. He didn't care which. He'd never had head this good. There wasn't a bitch he knew that could give head like this new student. The kid had filled out papers for the coach while the coach was tearing up Sharp's ass for backtalking the English teacher. The boys were sent to the showers together. Tomi asked if Sharp's ass hurt. Sharp just gave Tomi a dirty look and said, "Suck my dick!" He heard the new kid walk up behind him and twirled to defend himself. When the kid dropped to his knees and deepthroated Sharp's dick right down to the pubes, the older boy just stood there dumbstruck as the kid started sucking him. Sharp suddenly woke up and realized that he was standing naked in the school gym with a guy sucking on his dick. Grabbing the kids hair, Sharp exploded, "Just what the hell do you think you're doing, faggot?" Tomi looked confused, "I was sucking your dick like you told me. Wasn't I doing a good job?" Sharp shook his head and blinked, "You're doing a fantastic job. I've never had head that good. But guys don't suck other guys dicks. You want someone to think you're a faggot or something?" Tomi shrugged, "Why not? I am a faggot, Sharp. I like sucking guys dicks. That's what I do." "OK. But what about me? I don't want nobody thinking I'm a faggot!" "You think having someone suck your dick makes you a faggot? I figure that it made you some sort of stud. Besides, what do you care what other people think? Or is that just for your tough-guy act? Aren't you man enough to do what YOU want to do instead of what everyone thinks you should do?" "Yeah! You're right. I do what I want to do. Here..." jamming his cock back into Tomi's mouth, "... suck this until I crack a nut down your throat." The coach walked off shaking his head. "Damn," he thought, "the kid really is good. Here less than a day and he's already sucked me off twice and now he's sucking the school's bad boy, just like he said he would. I wonder who else's pants he's gotten into." For an answer, Coach should have checked with the school bus driver, the assistant principal for discipline, and Mr. Forbes, the prissy English teacher who didn't like anyone. Tomi had also introduced himself to the janitor, but that had just been a quickie. Somehow Tomi managed to talk the leather-clad bad-boy into following him home. "Home" being the entire penthouse level of a very exclusive hotel. Tomi was on his back with the somewhat bemused Sharp fucking the holy bejezes out of his ass when his dad walked into the room. "Oh! I'm sorry, Son. I didn't know that you had company." "That's OK, Dad. Sharp is a friend from school." "Sharp?" "It's his nickname. Dad." "Oh. OK! Hi, Sharp. Excuse us for a second if you would be so kind. Tomi, It's Thursday. Do you want to eat here or go out somewhere?" "I'd like to eat in tonight, Dad. And could Sharp join us?" "I thought we agreed that Thursdays would be reserved as a father-son evening, Son." "I know, Dad. But I think you'll really like meeting Sharp. Please, Dad? I'll dance for you if you say yes, Daddy?" The man laughed and shook his head at how thick his son was laying it on and the way he was batting his eyes, trying to look innocent. "OK, I have no problem with a dinner guest. You want hotel food, or should I have Gerald do one of his things?" "Ooh! Ask Gerald if he'd pretty please make us some steaks? Plllllllleaseeeeee. And, can Gerald join us for dinner too?" Laughing, the older man agreed to ask Gerald to dinner. "Would you like me to ask Ralph, the doorman, up to dinner as well." "No, Dad. He's still having trouble with his wife and has to get straight home after work. But you could close the door as you leave so that Sharp can finish fucking me. He fucks really good, Dad. You'll have to ask him if you can watch sometime. Maybe you'll learn something for a change." Laughing, the man started to leave. "Be careful of him Sharp. He starts getting to be too much to handle, just put him across your knee and spank his naked butt until he apologizes and agrees to be a good boy. It's the only thing that works for me." "Thanks, Dad! I really needed that help!" "No problem, Son. Glad to be of assistance." Laughing happily, Tomi's dad closed the door. Tomi pinched Sharp's cock with his butt muscles. The nice sized organ had gone limp, but was still up Tomi's butt. Sharp blinked. "I can't believe that! Your Dad caught us fucking. Don't you have a problem with that?" "No. If you remember, he did apologize for walking in on us. But Thursdays are usually our father/son days so he didn't think anyone would be here but me." "You're weird!" Not ME! You're kinda strange, but... "You're the one that's weird! Your Dad catches you getting fucked by another guy and you don't care?" "Hang around after dinner and you'll probably see Dad and Gerald fuck me too. Dad's seen you fucking me, and he's a perfect gentleman, so I'm sure he won't have a problem letting you watch him. And Gerald does whatever Daddy says to do. And you're the one who's weird. You've got your cock up the best piece of ass you'll ever have and all you want to do is talk about my Dad. You want me to call him back so you can play around with him?" Sharp swatted Tomi's ass, the crack of the sound filling the room. "You ready for your spanking?" Tomi pouted. "You might as well! Your dick sure isn't doing my ass any good!" CRACK!!! CRACK!!! CRACK!!! Crack!!! Sharp held Tomi up by the legs over his shoulders as both of his hands slapped Tomi's ass really hard, one after the other, pinking up both of Tomi's asscheeks. Tomi threw his arms around Sharp's neck and French kissed him madly. Sharp grabbed him hard and drove his tongue down the boy's sucking throat, his suddenly resurgent cock plunging just as deeply into the thrashing boys tight ass. Half a dozen swats later both boys were dripping sweat and fucking with total abandon. Sharp had never had a piece of ass that turned him on so much. The fact that it was a guys ass sorta bothered him, but he was honest enough with himself to admit that no girl had ever given herself to him as openly and totally as this younger boy was, or as well! Sharp was a total top. Always in charge of any sexual adventure he embarked upon. But this kid had been the initiator from the start. Sharp had learned at his drunken fathers knee that faggots were bad, and yet... This guy wasn't bad. Just different. His tits were hard and resilient. Not all squishy and fragile. This guy loved having Sharp work his tits over, not like the girls who always complained that he was being too rough. His nips, rubbery points that seemed to love being chewed and mauled, seemed like they just couldn't get enough action, the kid urging Sharp on instead of demanding that he stop. And as far as pussy went, this kid was tighter, hotter and fucked back at him like never-stop. The kid had a little bitty dink, only about four stiff inches, but it made Sharp think of a great big clit. One that he could pinch and twist as hard as he wanted and all that happened was that the kid under him would scream and get even more wild on his dick, begging ever louder for Sharp to fuck his brains out. The proud owner of a thick nine inches of pussy stuffer, for the first time in his life he was really using the thing to its full potential. The harder he fucked this boy the more the boy begged to be fucked even harder. Kissing the kid, fingering the kid, pulling, twisting, stroking, fondling, pinching, spanking. It all had the same result. The kid responded to his every touch and instruction fully, happily, completely and with great energy. Sharp had never fucked anyone so eager to let Sharp prove just how good a stud he really was. Sharp knew he was being challenged and was doing his very best to prove himself. Tomi was just going out of his mind and simply didn't care. As long as Sharp wanted to fuck him like this, the kid was willing to be fucked like this. "You Go, Sharp!" was his last rational sentence. Sharp discovered that if he fucked really slow and steady, all the way out, pause, touch, enter slowly, feeling the quivering ass ring pulse and suck at his cockhead, feeling the pulling/squeezing/throbbing on his shaft, feeling the hot liquid guts surging around his fat cockhead, feeling the boys whole body straining to take him, to accept him, to draw him as deeply inside as he could reach, his pubic hair crushed into the boys tender ass and the sensitive corona being grabbed and pulled at by something deep up inside of the hot boy. Pause, pull back, just as slowly as he had entered, feeling the ass-ring and the flesh around the kids ass squeezing his cock shaft, trying to keep him from escaping, trying to keep him in the hot sheath, trying to feel him, trying to entice his essence. The last desperate clutching of the boys tight pucker, trying to keep from loosing the last of the gently rounded nose of his quivering stud-cock. His nine inches of inflamed ass-punisher. His thick muscle stretcher. His essence. His manhood. Well, he discovered what it was like to FUCK, instead of just playing around and having a good time. His small-dicked new buddy taught Sharp a truth that very few men ever had a chance to learn. How to let go and BE! Pause. Touch. Enter Slowly... Tomi and Sharp got to the point where they were wildly slamming against each other. Bouncing all over the bed and tearing the sheets up. Each trying to outdo the other while, contradictory as it might have been, trying help each other fuck their very best and experience the best fuck of their lives. With loud shouts and screams both boys started to orgasm. Sharp had Tomi down on his shoulders, his ass sticking up in the air with Sharp slam fucking down into him from above. Tomi was cumming and shooting into his own mouth while Sharp did his best to ream him a new asshole and fill it with bubbling hot cum at the same time. Both boys shot like they had never shot before. Their quivering, sweaty bodies sliding over each others funky smelling effusions as they collapsed and curled up, clinging together in the middle of the once neat bed, totally exhausted, smiling. Dozzzzzzzzzzzzzzing The boys were woken by Gerald, a fifty's something gentleman who's short hair was blonde all over his body, which both boys could see and verify for themselves. "If you two young gentlemen would please bestir yourselves, dinner is in twenty minutes, which leaves you time to shower --- but NOT too play around!" "Awwww, Gerald!" Tomi said, pulling Sharp closer. "Twenty minutes, Master Tomi, any later and I throw it to the pigs. Oh, and your father asked me to remind you that it will be white tie this evening. Can you outfit your friend?" Gerald asked with a raised eyebrow. "No problem, Gerald. Now skedaddle so that your bettors can dress without your blighted assistance." "Yes, Sir. And a good morrow to you also young sir." "God! Is he for real?" Sharp asked after Gerald had left. "Who? Gerald? He's Daddy's bodyguard. That's his main job. But he takes care of Daddy and me. I love him to pieces. Quite a hunk, isn't he!" Tomi smiled at Sharp's blush of embarrassment. "He's got two or three black belts and was the golden gloves champion of the US Navy. You ought to see him pump iron. He's got muscles to die for. And he can fuck your ass harder than anyone and loves to suck dick!" Sharp gave Tomi an, "Should you be saying all this," look and Tomi just grinned and shrugged before leading Sharp into the huge shower room. "I don't know about that, and I don't care. But I do know that if we're as much as a minute late to Gerald's table, all we'll get for dinner will be scraps and left-overs from last week. He wasn't joking about throwing it to the pigs." The boys quickly washed and dried each other and then Tomi had to deal with a rebellion at his idea of white tie formal attire for dinner. Sharp refused to believe that a white snap-on towel and a white bowtie on an elastic band constituted anything that could remotely be called "white-tie attire". Tomi finally gave him a choice between tie and towel or going nude and Sharp reluctantly put on the towel and tie. Sharp felt better though when they entered the dining room and the men were waiting for them wearing nothing more than white jocks and the same sort of white bowtie that he and Tomi were wearing. "Aren't you boys a little overdressed?" Tomi's dad asked. "No, Daddy. None of my jocks are big enough for Sharp, so instead of having him hanging out the sides of one of mine I decided to go a little more dressy." He swirled around. "Cute. Huh?" Dinner was fun. Gerald and Tomi's dad were great to talk to. They knew the inside story on most of the things Sharp saw on the TV news reports or read in the newspapers and Gerald knew a million jokes and limericks, each one dirtier than the one before, and both boys were still boy enough to be pleasantly scandalized by a good dirty joke at the dinner table. Tomi had a coke and Sharp received the beer he asked for, even if he didn't know that the smooth German Affphelbier had about three times the alcohol any American beer had. Sharp woke up VERY hung over in Tomi's bed. Tomi was bright as a cricket and wanted to know if Sharp wanted to fuck before going to school. Sharp just mumbled and gave Tomi a dirty look before heading for the bathroom. He was still trying to wash the nasty taste out of his mouth when Gerald entered the room and gave him two aspirins, a vitamin B capsule and a glass of something called "The hair of the dog that bit you." That and a shower seemed to bring him back to life, at least until he started remembering stuff about being naked in the living room with Tomi, his dad and Gerald. He spent all day blocking the memory out and resisted going home with Tomi until he found out that the men were not likely to be home. His dick wanted another shot at Tomi, even if Sharp was a sissy, and insisted. So Sharp ended up spending the night and fucking Tomi's lights out. Sharp couldn't believe how much better sex was with a guy than it was with a girl. But he had to admit to himself that Tomi had something that no girl he'd ever known had. He ENJOYED sex and wanted it just as badly as Sharp did. Saturday morning the boys were eating cold cereal when the men came into the dining room, their dicks glistening wet. "Well. It looks like you boys are settling into a bit of a love affair. Do your parents know where you're at Sharp?" Sharp blushed. "There's just my Dad, Sir. And he's a drunk. He wouldn't know if I was missing until the cops asked him to come down and identify the body. "Well, I don't know about that. But you're welcome in our house anytime. Ralph knows you by now and I'll get you a key to the elevator later today. Sharp settled right in as Tomi's full-time lover. The boys got along great and Sharp's grades took a sharp upswing. Some guys started to hassle Tomi one day and Sharp confronted them. "Leave the kid alone Scarface!" "Aw, he's just a faggot, Sharp!" "Well, he happens to be the faggot who's dick I'm sucking. You got a problem with that?" Scarface was no fool. He'd seen Sharp fighting before. He backed down. Sharp was surprised at how everyone at school took the news. Some people gave him dirty looks, sure. But lots of people gave him the high sign and lots wanted to be his friend. Especially girls! Girls who would have never talked to him before. Class girls. Good looking girls, not the sluts he'd been stuck with before. It seemed like every good-looking girl at school wanted a chance at being the girl that got Sharp to turn straight again. Sharp and Tomi got in the habit of double dating. Neither minded doing it with a girl, doing it with a girl could be really, really good. But getting off together after their date was even better. One night Sharp admitted to Tomi that Gerald really turned him on. Tomi just took his hand and lead him to Gerald's room and knocked on the door. A blurry-eyed old man opened the door. "What?" he asked gruffly. "Sharp's hot for your bod, Gerald. And he want's to know if he can sleep with you." Gerald raised one eyebrow. "Is that so? Well, you know I'm not a bottom like Tomi, don't you son?" Suddenly timid, Sharp dropped his head and said, "Yes, Sir. I know." Gerald though it over and then said. "OK. Let's give it a try." He took Sharp's hand and then closed the door in Tomi's face. Tomi grinned and ran down the hallway to his father's room. The next morning Tomi and his dad met Gerald and Sharp in the dining room. Sharp was obviously uncomfortable sitting on the hard chair. Tomi and his dad started laughing and then his dad said, "Tomi. Have some pity. Go and get Sharp a pillow. You remember what your ass felt like the first time your grandfather tore it up, don't you?" Tomi winked at Sharp. Before he ran for a pillow he said, "That's right Sharp. Gerald's my grandpa. He bet Daddy and me that we couldn't find him a boy that would love him just for him and not for his money. So, is he your Daddy now, Sharp? Sharp just blushed bright red and bowed his head. Gerald cleared his throat and said, "Yes. He's my boy now and I don't want to hear any shit from either one of you. You win your bet and I'll give each of you a blowjob when _I_ feel like it! So don't push your luck." Tomi hugged Sharp and kissed his cheek. "That's so cool! Now we're brothers, Sharp!" He ran off to get Sharp a pillow. When he came back the three men were standing, looking at him. Three dicks looked up, raising their heads and pointing their single eyes right at him. "Oh, he's not your brother, Tomi!" said Grandpa Gerald. "That's right, Tomi. Sharp is MY brother. He's your UNCLE!" Tomi looked from on big dick to the other and the other. As he turned and ran to his bedroom just ahead of the three lusty dicks he whined, "THAT'S NOT FAIR!" "Daaaaaddd!" Drop curtain. End of scene. Sounds of three hands hitting a youthful ass and male laughter going off stage to join the larger world outside. ----- The cardiologist's diet: If it tastes good, spit it out.