Date: Sun, 11 Mar 2007 20:11:04 -0400 (EDT) From: phil Smith Subject: look but dont touch 7 Disclaimer: This story is way too sexy for me so I don't think you should read it especially if you are under the age legal in your area to read it. That's usually 18 and this story is about a 16 year old. Of course, it is fictional because the situation in this story could never, ever happen since it would be way too much what reality could be like. So if you are under 18 and this might affect your thinking then society says, you should go away and think about what society wants you to think about. And of course don't think about sex until you are 18 no matter what kind of sex you would like to think about. That is why you must go away if you are under 18, or if your society thinks that if your are 30 and shouldn't think about these things, then you have to go away and get a plane ticket and move somewhere else. Look but Don't Touch Number 7 "Huh? I'm next? Exactly what does that mean?" I am thinking to myself. I had just fucked Jake in the ass for probably twenty minute, and I had observed, felt and heard him cum seven times. I had cum twice and was pretty spent. When he explained to me how he had cum so much, I learned a lot about sex. He had kept visualizing different hot guys he had thought of before, seen pictures of that I sent him on the internet or whom he had seen in person. This isn't a lot different than I did in my "Look but don't touch" evenings at home after my mall cruising. In fact, it isn't a lot different than what I did when I laid over my wife with my dick in her cunt and thought of someone else in order to get off. Now though Jake said I was next. What that meant was he hadn't thought of me yet so hadn't fucked me yet. Jake lay there on his back now, lying on the towel covered with all the sperm that it would take most males several days to produce. I looked in his eyes and knew exactly what he meant. It was time that he and I fucked face to face, vision to vision. It was two horny males producing orgasm with each other in mind. I got up on top of Jake with him on his back. This position is, when you fuck a guy, the only non-demeaning position to take. I looked Jake in his beautiful desiring eyes and he looked back at me. Jake said, "Mike, will you please fuck me?" "It would be my privilege." I responded from my heart. I took the small bottle of Astroglide and squeezed out the last few drops in it. My god, at least we were wet over these two adventures! I put the remaining lube on my cock and then slipped the head into Jakes hole. I stopped there and leaned forward and kissed him with an open mouth and he, of course, opened his and swallowed my tongue, I sat back slightly and without looking him in the face I said" I love you but I promise to give you much more than this." With that I raised myself up and thrust my cock deeply into his ass. I didn't do this softly but thrust it in hard to get my point across. Jake writhed backward his head hitting the end of the couch and he shut his eyes and grabbed my arms, which were holding my weight off of him. I thrust again into him and he moved backwards again. I continued with this hard pounding building up my feeling and Jake too with his eyes shut the entire time was taking in the pleasure. I could only do this because I knew how Anthony had responded to my fucking him hard. We went on like this with my pounding hard to get to an orgasm and Jake seemingly unconscious but breathing deeply and in a state of trance. I felt my dick throbbing inside him. His ass was grabbing me still and helping me with my task. Jake opened his eyes and looked directly into mine with that look of determination one has before cumming. My god, I couldn't stand the direct image of seeing Jake lying below me and taking my pounding and I let out a loud gasp...Oh god. And then I came shooting several shots of the remaining sperm I had in my testicle into Jake plus I could feel several jerks of my cock sending shots of adrenaline into my system but nothing into Jake's ass. The instant I came, Jakes adrenaline hit a rush, and he squeezed my arms, took one last look into my eyes and had his eighth orgasm as his head went backwards and he yelled, "yes.yes!" He didn't need to announce this one because I saw it happen and I knew I had finally been fucked by Jake's mind. I fell to Jake's side and pulled him up to me. We lay hugging and kissing and allowing our racing hearts absorb what we had just done. Time passed. And passed. And passed. "I think I better go home." Jake broke the silence. "Me too. Guess you need a ride?" "Yep. Should I ask that cute guy I saw on the way in to take me home." Jake said with a smile. "No, he is married with twelve children so I better take you home." I responded trying to act seriously. You know guys, I think if we can't fuck and then get off the guy and have a little bit of humor about the whole thing, then forget it! No one thinks we should be doing this so what the fuck! Lets enjoy every minute of it. Jake and I stood up absolutely way too weak to fight off a male rhino invading our territory, and we left the trailer to take a slow, slow ride home in my truck. "Listen, this weekend is going to be so important." I said to Jake." I have all sorts of things going on in my mind on how to work this all out. We need to talk about so much. You just have to trust me and go with it." Jake said, "I know. But you know, Mike, things will work out. I am sure. Don't force things. I am feeling really good about all of this. I don't know what's happening, but I think this is what I have been wanting." Jake looked down at the baseboard and he thought and then said, "There is something out of our control here. There is something or someone that will bring us together. I just know it." I looked straight out the window at the road and absorbed this statement. How could a boy this age make such a statement? That is something I should say. He wasn't saying that he wanted to come together but that something or someone could bring us together. How prophetic! I knew what the somewhere was because I had planned that...that was this weekend. But who was the someone? I dropped Jake off at the apartment complex with nary a word. But I couldn't let him go without a deep passionate French kiss. Fuck who saw it? "Stop it, Mike, you got to let go of worrying!" My good mind quickly retorted to my other thought!