I’m not gay, OK? Definitiely not gay. Let’s get that straight at the
outset. I am not gay. I like sex, but I am not gay. Sex is sex, but gay
is something else altogether. I know a fag in my junior high school,
and I know that I’m not like him. I am a stud. I am not gay.
So when my twin brother Leigh and I jerk each other off, it’s fun and all, but it’s just sex. When he comes up behind me and slides his hand up under my shirt and around my waist, and it feels so good, I just about melt into him. And then he slides his hand into my shorts and starts rubbing me just above my crotch where my pubes are starting to grow and I’m loving it totally. When he does that my dick goes hard instantly and it starts leaking this slippery stuff, which gets on my shorts and feels all cold later on. He keeps on rubbing my crotch for awhile and then he starts stroking my hard dick and sliding my foreskin down and back up and down again and it only takes about a half dozen times until I shoot. Then he pulls his hand out and lets me lick him clean. Sex is so cool.
And at church when Mr. Hardric, the acolyte director, helps me with my vestments, I get hard then too. I always fumble with the buttons so that he’ll help me. He buttons my cassock from the middle of my chest down, and kind of presses his hands against me as he goes. That feels great, and I push against him as he does it. When he gets down to my belly I push my hips forward so that my hard cock presses against his hands as he does the buttons. He seems to take longer with those than the others and I love it. Of course we don’t do anything else because we have to go into church. But I’ve got a hardon all through the service. And after, I get him to help me again. This time, he’s kneeling in front of me by the time he gets my robe open all the way and my hardon is poking my khaki pants out bigtime, pretty much in front of his face. He gives it a squeeze and asks if I need some help with it, too, and I say, “Sure!”
So he leads me upstairs into the Sunday school rooms which are empty now because all the kids are downstairs with their parents at hospitality hour. He takes me into one of the rooms and shuts the door and pushes the latch to lock it. And then he pulls my pants down and my boxers too and takes my hard dick in his hand and starts to stroke it, sort of like Leigh does only slower, and with his whole hand around it. It feels great and I start pushing into his fist as he jacks me, but he stops and tells me to slow down a bit and make it last. Then he unbuttons my white shirt and slides it off my shoulders so I’m pretty much naked except for my sox and my pants around my ankles. Then he runs his hands across my chest and it sends sorta like a shiver up my back and it feels really good, and then he bends down a little and kisses me, like right on the mouth. At first I’m like, “Hey Dude, this is too gay,” but then before I could say it, I’m kissing him back because it feels really, REALLY good. While he’s kissing me he’s starting to stroke my hardon again and I can feel that it’s really slippery with the slick stuff and then almost before I know what’s happening I’m shooting what must be the biggest load of my life, bigger even than when Leigh jacked me off in the back of the bus on the way to school, which is just about the hottest thing I’ve ever done. Well, it was the hottest thing, up until now.
I figure that we’re done, so I start to pull up my pants, but Mr. Hardric says to wait because there’s more. I’m thinking, how can there be more? I just shot a huge load and I’m going soft again. But he’s in charge, so I let go of my pants and wait for a second. Then I realize that he’s hard too, ‘cuz I can see his dick poking against his pants, just like mine was earlier. Then I see that his hand has got my cum all over it, and I think that maybe I should lick it clean like I do Leigh, so I take his hand and pull it up to my mouth and start to suck on a finger. But he just smiles and takes his finger out of my mouth and he says, “We’re going to use your cum for something better. Help me get my pants down, I don’t want to get your goo all over them.”
So I unbuckle his pants and they pretty much fall down by themselves and I’m really surprised to see that he hasn’t got any underpants on, so his hard dick immediately sticks out. Then he says to me, he says, “Let’s start with you on your knees and my cock in your mouth.” This is starting to seem kind of gay again, and I don’t go down right away. And then, he grabs my balls with his clean hand, and squeezes kind of hard, which hurts kind of a lot, and he takes my chin in his cummy hand and tilts my head up so that I’m looking him right in the eye, and he says, “Listen, Ferris. You’re mine now, and you’re going to do what I say, understand?” He gave my balls another squeeze when he said “understand” and I jumped a bit and I said “OK” and my voice broke when I said it. I hate it when that happens; it’s usually when I’m surprised or upset. So he lets go of my balls and I drop to my knees. “That’s the first part,” he says to me. “Now, the second part.” And he pushes his cock against my mouth, and I remember him squeezing my balls a few moments ago, and I figure I better open up and suck, so I do. I’m thinking that he’s gonna shoot in my mouth like Leigh does when I suck him off in bed at night, but he doesn’t. Instead, after I’m licking and sucking him for a couple of minutes, he pulls out and tells me that it’s time for phase two.
“What’s phase two?” I ask him?
“Your butt,” he says. “Stand up and turn around and lean over the back of that chair.” I’m starting to think this is getting too gay again, and I am not gay, but I think that I should just do what he tells me. So I lean over the chair and then I feel him rubbing my butt cheeks, which actually feels kind of nice, and just when I’m starting to get into it, he pokes something into my asshole, which is a total surprise. Leigh has threatened to fuck me up my ass, but he’s never done it yet. So when Mr. Hardric poked something in me, it was a new feeling. It didn’t hurt, but it was strange. Whatever he put in there, he kept it there and started moving it around, and I started to like it, and I started to get hard again. He’s doing more and more moving around inside me and suddenly he hit a spot that felt like nothing I’ve ever felt before. It was incredible, the biggest high I’ve ever felt, better than my first orgasm when Leigh made me cum when we were eleven and we were jacking off in the back of our van on the way to soccer practice.
Then he pulled out of me and I was like disappointed, because I liked it so much. I thought it was over (again), but Mr. Hardric said to me, he said, “I think you’re ready now; do you think you’re ready?”
I didn’t know what he meant, so I just said, “Huh?” And before I even got that out of my mouth Mr. Hardric pushed something definitely larger into my butthole. This time it hurt some, but before I could even worry about the pain the good feeling came back, the REALLY good feeling that I had just had a few minutes ago. Wow! It was even better this time, and then I realized that he was fucking me and I was loving it and he was pushing hard into me and every time he pushed in he gave me the fantastic feeling, and then he’d pull out and then push in again, and he kept on doing it and doing it and doing it. And I came again and I didn ‘t even touch myself, I just squirted all over the chair back, and then I felt him pulsing inside me and I knew that he was cumming too and I could feel something all warm inside me, and he pulled out and pushed in one last time and then we just stayed that way, him inside me, me over the chair back, both of us panting and sweating.
Then he pulled out of me and stood up and helped me get up, and then he kissed me again. And I don’t care if it’s gay or not, I kissed him back. And hugged him. And he held me really tight and I felt all warm and good, and kind of like I was a little kid again, and so I just let him hold me and I rested my head on his chest and he stroked my head and my back.
After a few minutes he let me go and said we needed to get dressed and go back downstairs, so we wiped the cum up with some Kleenex and started putting our clothes back on. He pulled up his pants, and then while I was putting my shirt back on, he pulled up mine and tucked my shirt in and zipped me up. I started to get hard again when he did that, but he said we’d done enough for one day. We checked the room to make sure we hadn’t left any cum around, and went downstairs together.
It was way cool. I mean, I love this sex stuff. It’s a good thing I’m not gay, though. I like being a studly kind of guy, definitely not gay. And I’m sure Mr. Hardric’s not either. But his dick fit my butt like a hand in a glove, and I can’t wait until next week to do more stuff. As long as we’re not gay or anything.