Date: Sun, 13 May 2012 20:52:31 +0000 From: Colton Henry Subject: My son and my friend part 2 Disclaimer: This is a work of complete fiction. The characters mentioned do not exist and what you are about to read never happened. If sexual content between minors and adults offends you, then leave now! You have been warned. Feel free to e-mail me with any questions, comments, concerns or ideas. I love hearing from all my readers! Enjoy! "So can I Dad?" Dylan asked me again. I snapped out of my daze and looked up again at my son and my friend Mr. MacDonald from across the street. "It would only be for a couple of days, Chris" Jack added in an afterthought. Jack had asked my son to come up to his summer cottage a few hours away. This had come only a few days after I had witnessed my son being fucked to orgasm by the man next door, my best friend. I had not confronted them but I had also not had more than 2 minutes of peace where I did not replay the whole scene in my head. I had not come up with a plan of action on how to handle the whole situation but had crept back into the bushes of Mr. MacDonald's house and watched the next day's fuckfest. I witnessed Jack undress my son slowly while placing tender kisses on my son's smooth skin as more and more was skin exposed itself. Dylan showed no embarrassment standing naked in front of a man who was a second father to him. He did not try to cover up but instead played with his budding manhood as Jack undressed himself. The man and my son then embraced each other on the couch, feeling, prodding, and tugging at all their exposed skin, dicks and assholes. They gave each other soft kisses on the cheeks, arms, and chests. To see my son in a loving mesh of groping with another individual, let alone my friend, let alone my adult friend again caused me to be transfixed on the situation. I had first felt anger that my son was being molested but unsure on how to confront the situation. I now felt and saw that Mr. MacDonald and Dylan were falling in love. This further complicated the situation, but I could not worry about that the moment. Both my son and Jack were looking at me for a response. "I suppose so." I responded. Knowing full well that I just gave my best friend permission to take my only son deep into the woods to fuck him senseless until they were both sore. A knot was pitted in my stomach. "Yippee!" Dylan shouted as he hugged me. "Thanks Dad!" Mr. MacDonald was smiling too. Not because he got to spend some quality time fishing with my son, but because he would be able to do whatever he wanted to Dylan inside that secluded cabin. "When are you guys leaving? I asked them. "Probably after dinner, you guys are welcome to eat at my place." "We'd love to!" Dylan responded before I had a chance to open my mouth. * * * * * * * * * * * * * It was a few hours later and Dylan and I made our way across the street to the MacDonald's house. Jack smiled as he opened the door and I could see Dylan smile too from the corner of my eye. Jack snapped me open a beer and went back out to attend to the barbeque which was smoking up. Dylan followed along not wanting to be away from his new lover for very long. I excused myself to go to the bathroom and pretended to head down the hallway out of sight. I slowly peeked around the corner after a few seconds to see Jack showing my son a few things on the grill. He flipped over a burger with one hand a gingerly ran his fingers along the waistband of Dylan's exposed boxers, the only cloth separating his fingers and my son's supple ass. He reached down to give Dylan's ass a few hard squeezes followed by a pat. I saw him bend down and whisper something in Dylan's ear. Dylan laughed and squirmed as he tried to get away from Jack's tickles. "Hey, sucks that you can't join us on this fishing trip, Chris." Jack told me when I 'returned' from the bathroom. "Work can be a bitch sometimes." I nodded in agreement and ate mostly in silence allowing Dylan and Jack to do most of the talking. I eyed them secretly, wondering if they were going to do anything while I was watching. They joked about fishing and school while I drank my beer, wondering what to do next, if I should stop my son from going on this trip. But who was I to stop this if both participants were truly in love? I was a boy lover myself and would not want anyone to interrupt what I was doing if I had actually found a loving relationship with a boy. I knew I would never hurt a boy, and I somehow knew Jack would never hurt my son. Why should I stop this if this was what my son really wanted? Isn't that what every parent wants, for their child to be happy? A brilliant, yet cunning idea then sprung into my head and I let out a huge gasp at the table. Both my son and Jack stopped chatting and looked at me. "What's wrong, Dad?" Dylan asked. I looked at my son and then back to Jack. "Isn't Cody coming home from summer camp in a few days?" I asked him. "Um, yah. Actually, I meant to ask you about that" Jack replied. "I was wondering if you could look after my son. Just for a day or two until Dylan and I get back from our trip" He smiled and looked at Dylan. "Sure, no problem" I said. "Yah, I'll look after your son, friend". I thought in my head making eyes across the table. "Just like you looked after mine." I had no idea why I had not thought of it before. I could just seduce Cody, Jack's son, in the same way Jack had seduced mine. Although I would be cheating on my wife, I would also be fulfilling my life goal of finally taking the ripe cherry of a blossoming, young teenage boy. My cock sprang to attention under the tablecloth as the fantasy of plowing Cody and getting even with my friend raced through my brain. It was an hour later and Dylan had finished packing his clothes and bathing suit. I smiled knowing his clothes probably would not get much use these next few days. Images of Dylan and Jack skinny dipping in the lake after a long, slow fuck caused my heart to starting beating faster. That knot pitted itself into my stomach again but I kept my calm demeanor on the outside. I hugged my son goodbye and shook Jack's hand. In a way, by shaking his hand, I was turning over my son to his use. Dylan had on the biggest smile as they drove away. I knew he would be in good hands and that he would have a great time at the cottage. I hoped I would have a similar good time with Cody. Jack had informed me his son would be back at lunch time tomorrow and that I needed to pick him up at the bus station. Cody would be staying two nights with me before Jack and Dylan came home. My wife was still on her business trip and Emma, my daughter, was still at her dance camp. I had to work but I figured I could just call in sick. I tried to get to bed early and rest up before I tried to seduce a 13 year old boy the next day. I had not used my seduction techniques for quite some time and knew I would be rusty. My mind kept flashing to Dylan and Jack in the cottage. I tried to imagine what sex position they were in now. It was nearly 4am before my body collapsed into sleep. * * * * * * * * * * * * * I woke with my cell phone ringing its alarm in my ear. I slammed it off and realized I was late to picking up Cody. I showered and rushed to the bus station. Cody was sitting listening to his iPod as I pulled up. He smiled as I waved to him. Cody was beyond cute and was the envy all of the boys in his grade. Girls wanted him sexually and every guy wanted to emulate him. Cody had brown hair and golden brown eyes. His bangs were pushed up with a slight amount of hair gel with the rest of his locks falling perfectly around his head. He was just as tall as Dylan but much sportier. He was much more athletic than my son. The two had been friends since childbirth but recently Cody was hanging out with the cooler, more popular boys and Dylan was a lot shier and took more to staying at home and playing his x-box than playing sports. However, the two remained best friends despite their differences. He was wearing a plain white t-shirt and cargo shorts with cut-off socks and a pair of Nike shoes. Even with his clothes I could discern Cody's developing body that came along with him being involved in sports. I hoped I would be able to get a closer look at his body if he took a dip in my pool. "Hey Cody, what's up?" I asked him as he entered my car. "Not much, Mr. Armstrong. Where's my Dad?" "He and Dylan went up to your cottage." I replied. "Oh." He simply responded not thinking it was weird at all. "So you'll be staying at my house until they get back, Cool?" "Yah, whatever." He said with the kind of attitude that only comes from a guy with his level of hotness. We drove to my house mostly in silence. He told me how camp was and that he made a few new friends. I was mostly silent myself, trying to think of a plan of action to spring on this unsuspecting boy. I made him lunch and he quickly scarfed it down. I asked him if he'd like to take a dip in the backyard pool but he told me he would rather just watch some TV, since they didn't have a TV at his summer camp. I told him that was fine and he could just feel at home when he was here. My plan to get Cody into a bathing suit and soaking wet in my pool seemed to be out the window when all of a sudden an idea crept into my mind. Without distracting Cody, I casually made my way to the thermostat and slammed the AC off. In 30 quick minutes, this house would be baking us alive causing us to have to take a dip, preferably nude, to give us some relief. A little while later, as if on cue, Cody spoke up. "It's fucking hot in here, Mr. Armstrong. Can't we crank up the AC?" I was a little taken back by his swearing, but figured he must have learned it at camp or school. In a way, it made him a little hotter in my mind. "Sorry bud, it seems it blew out. It's been doing that for the last little while now." I replied. "We could always take that dip to cool off." I added off the cuff. "Sure, anything." He said waving his shirt against his sweating body. He got off the couch and grabbed his suitcase and started to drag it to Dylan's room to change into his bathing suit. I was cleaning up from lunch still when he came out in his shorts-like bathing suit. I was hoping for a speedo, but I knew that was a long shot. He asked if he could just head out, and I said yes. I would be joining him in a minute. I ran into my room to put on my own bathing suit. I had to tuck in my erection that had sprung up with my newest idea. I re-joined Cody outside while he was floating in an inner tube. He looked so dreamy in his aviator sun glasses and beads of water running down his smooth chest. His small nipples were slightly puffy and were pale compared with the rest of his skin. His abs were starting to develop as the last remnants of his baby fat were disappearing. He had long legs that come with a runner like him and what appeared to be a long cock as well as I could almost make out the outline with the wet bathing suit pressed to his body. I did a cannon ball into the pool to try and look cool. I swam over to him as it looked like he was falling asleep with his head rolled back. His skin was quite tanned except for the little bit of skin I could see his shorts usually covered up which told me he didn't tan in the nude. The thought of which made me aroused again. I pushed him around in the floatie and made some more small talk when finally I decided to just go for it. "Ugh, these things are so annoying." I said as I swam over to the side of the pool. Cody was wondering what I meant as I pulled down my bathing suit to fully expose myself to the boy. There was no law that said I couldn't swim naked in my own pool. If Cody wasn't comfortable with that he could go back inside that sweltering house. Cody was dumbstruck and could not take his eyes off my penis in its semi-hard state. Like most boys his age, he was very curious about how he compared to other boys and men and would not pass up to opportunity to sneak a peek. However, he was transfixed to my man-parts and not idly glancing out of the corner of his eyes. "What are you doing?" Cody finally got out. "Just making myself more comfortable." I replied. In all seriousness I had never been more afraid at my boldness or more turned on. My cock had slowly risen into its full state from just been naked in front of a boy. "Dylan and I always swim naked. It just feels so much better." I lied to try and get Cody to follow my lead. "D-Dylan swims naked? Cody said with his voice starting to shake. I knew he must be getting excited inside his swim suit. "All the time. Why don't you try it out?" I tried to coax him on and his shorts off. "Uh, I don't know, Mr. Armstrong." Cody said seeming unsure. "No one can see us and I'm sure you'll love it." I tried again. "Well I guess it'd kinda be like at summer camp." Cody shrugged. I gave him a look to get him to explain more. "Sometimes at night me and a couple of the guys would go skinny dipping." He let out. His eyes for the first time escaped the tractor beam keeping his gaze on my cock. "Yah, just like that man. Doesn't swimming naked just feel better?" I asked him. I jumped back into the water and swam over. By the time I had resurfaced, Cody had reluctantly accepted the idea and had begun to untie the knot in his suit with fumbling fingers. "You aren't going to tell anyone about this, right?" He said looking at me. "Not even Dylan." He continued. "No, not anyone, I promise." "And you aren't one of those pedophiles, right?" Cody asked as he did the knot and was at the cusp of pulling down his shorts to expose his boy-god parts to me and the heavens. "Cody." I started. "I have a wife and two kids! Of course I'm not a pedophile!" My point seemed to make sense to Cody as he thought it over. However, I did not mention people with families could also be boy lovers, but he didn't need to know that. He took one last breath and pulled off his shorts while still floating on his tube. He kicked them off and they sank to the bottom of the pool. It took me what seemed like a long time before I was able to speak. Like he had done to me, I let my eyes wander freely all over his semi-hard dick. It was all I could ever imagine and more. He was circumcised with a tight cut and must have been about 3 inches in this semi-erect start. The skin just before his dick head was pulled tight was a whiter color than the rest of his pinkish shaft. The flaring purple-red head was plump, wet, and just calling for my lips. His scrotum was wrinkled and pulled up tight to his smooth taint. They were hairless as was the rest of his body. Upon closer inspection, I observed the first few wisps of public hair above his shaft signaling the start of puberty. He was probably very proud of these hairs so I knew he probably wouldn't be willing to shave them for me to give me that completely smooth look I like on boys. He must have noticed my stare because he slightly covered up and turned over to fall from the inner tube and into the pool. He must have figured that under the water his nudity would be hidden from me. I sighed, but at least I had broken the ice. "Want to play some basketball? I said pointing to the hoop I had installed at the side of the pool. "Sure." He replied coolly. We began to play and I used every excuse to rub his skin under the water as I tried to guard him. Of course I went easy on him and let him get the first few baskets. He was still feeling shy about being naked in front of a grown man who had been like a second father to him for most of his life. However, as the moments wore on he began to feel more comfortable in the water and start to jump out of the water for some of his shots letting me catch a glimpse of his boyhood which had gone soft in the cool water. He tried to slam dunk the ball into the hoop but couldn't quite reach. I decided to help him by squeezing his hips tight from behind and lift him out of the water towards the hoop. His body shot from the water as I lifted him to the height where his perfect ass cheeks were right in my face. I took a second to take it all in. They were pure white like the front of his shorts area but were not as bubbly as my own son's cheeks. His globes were a bit more defined and athletic. A small glimpse of sphincter, all nestled in between his cheeks, caught my eye as I let him down back into the water. I was hard now but don't think Cody realized. He had fully relaxed and was truly enjoying himself. He decided to try and go for a lunging, one armed, slam dunk like the ones Michael Jordan used to do. He grabbed onto me to launch himself forward and as he did his shaft and balls emerged from under the water and headed straight for my face. It was as if time had slowed down as his boyhood mashed into my face. Instinctively, I opened my mouth trying to catch any bit of it on my tongue. He made the basket and came up laughing. "Hahaha! I pwned you, Mr. Armstrong! I totally tea-bagged you!" He laughed wiping the water from his eyes. I was taken back that he knew the terminology but laughed with him. I tried to sound a bit disgusted but humored to mask that I was more turned on than at any point in my life. I leapt at him trying to wrestle him and show how much I didn't like that he did that to me. My hands spared no expense as they grabbed the boy all over. First I grabbed ahold to his hips and back. But as he tried to wriggle away I grabbed onto his ass and scrotum. He noticed where I was grabbing but was laughing too hard to tell me to stop. My grip turned from a gentle squeeze into small strokes. He stopped laughing as I left his erection grow between my fingertips. "What the hell are you doing?!" Cody cried. I knew it was now or never so I flipped him over so he was lying on his back on top of the water. I ran thumb along his flaring piss slit causing his squirms to get away into squirms of joy. I knew that if I could hold the boy long enough and give him enough tingling sensations, he would eventually calm down and let me do whatever I wanted. As expected, he still tried to get free, but his calls for me to stop and ceased. He began to relax and finally he stopped so I didn't have to hold onto him so tightly. I could still tell I was not fully in yet, but at least I had hit the boy's pleasure spot and had put him in a trance-like state which allowed me to touch him wherever I wanted. I pushed my index finger into the boy's taint right underneath his ball sack while at the same time my other hand played with the idea of entering the boy's asshole. I jerked Cody off quickly making heavy, quick splashing noises. "Doesn't being naked feel a lot better, Cody?" I asked him. His head was floating carelessly but I'm not sure he heard my question. Cody's ears were slightly underwater. However, his increasingly relaxed state let me know I could continue. I kept stroking his dick and pressing all the right buttons. A soft moan escaped his lips and that was just the signal I needed. I stopped masturbating him and flipped him so he was standing up in the water with me. "What?" Cody said looking at me. He was coming to the realization what had just happened but the pleasure felt by his cock stopped him from running and seeking help. I knew I had to act fast though before more blood went from his erect cock to his rational brain. "That feel good?" I asked him. He looked away embarrassed before letting out a short 'yeah'. "I know something that will feel even better." He looked uncertain but was curious about what could feel even better than what he just went though. I egged him on by toying with his erect penis and balls under the water until he finally realized the will of his cock was winning out over the thoughts in his brain telling him no. "You can't tell anyone about this, though! I'll die." Cody pleaded with me. "I won't tell anyone buddy, I just want to show you how to get the most pleasure out of your body" I responded. It still had not dawned on him that I couldn't possibly tell anyone about this, but I had no time to explain this to him now. My fantasy was about to come true. I told him to get jump out of the pool and lay on the deck on his back. I helped him up and he covered back up as he sprawled out. His smooth, toned body was at the mercy of my eyes as they zipped to cover every inch of this beauty. He was shaking with nervousness and anticipation as I bent his legs up and spread his knees apart. He kept looking in both directions to make sure no one was looking. "Relax, Cody, no one can see us. This won't be as fun if you don't relax." I reassured him. He tried to stop his shaking and calm down. I again reached for his dick and gave it a few strokes to make it full hard again. I pressed the same spots along his cock including his piss slit, his glands, and his sensitive boy-g-spot, right on his taint. He threw his head back and closed his eyes. His moans urged me to keep going. My heightened horniness and fear swelled me into a mix of emotions which caused me to nearly collapse from exhaustion. He arched his hips up to meet my strokes as I pressed more firmly into his taint. I pushed his hips up more to begin my next phase. My mouth watered at the sight of his glistening shaft. Pre-cum had begun to ooze down his purple head. His head snapped up to look at what I was doing. I had placed my lips ever so tenderly around his dick head and began to slurp my way down his 4 inch shaft. The pleasures must have been too intense for him because he let out a louder moan while he grabbed at my face trying to stop me. I grabbed both his hands with my one right hand and pulled them away. I used my left index finger to then poke at his asshole which barred my entry. "Oh!" Cody cried. His ahhs and owws were being moaned at regular intervals now. I tried again to enter his ass with my finger and used all my might to wiggle it into the tight hole. Cody arched his back again at the new waves of pleasure entering his body. He came back down but squeezed my hand harder. I made my way deeper into his bowels to find his prostate. I found it after some searching around and pressed down to give him the best pleasure he'll ever know. "I'm going to cum soon, Mr. Armstrong!" He started yelling as they thrashed about on my pool deck. I started sucking on his head like a vacuum to pull the cum straight out of his balls. He fucked my mouth with his thrusts and I pulled off just before the inevitable. I gave him a few more quick strokes as he began to shoot. The first shot hit my chin so I pointed his cannon towards his chest for the next volleys which landed as high as his nipples and as low as his navel. His tight hole clenched down with each cum shot. I shook out the last few dribbles as I let him recover from his orgasm for a bit before extracting my finger and slurping up his cum from my chin. I smiled down at him as he opened his eyes again. For a brief flash I saw my son in his eyes, and was wondering what he and Jack were doing. I brushed the thought from my mind as I realized I had almost got even with Jack for what he took from me. "Did that feel good?" I asked him. He was still breathing heavy but gave me a smile which gave me his answer. He rolled over and fell into the pool to wash away his cum stains. But I could sense the guilt and shame were washing over him along with the pool water. He swam out to his sunken shorts and put them on in the water. He mumbled something about having to get dressed. I tried to stop him by calling his name but he bolted into Dylan's room. It was a little while later while I was making dinner. He had gotten dressed and was watching some teen-TV. I was unsure of what to say to him and my mind raced to come up with a plan. My son and Jack would be back tomorrow. However, I figured he would probably not go and tell the police. If he wanted to, he probably would have done it already. I guess he did not want the fact he allowed a man to suck his cock and jerk him to orgasm to ever get out. He avoided eye contact as we ate dinner and didn't talk at all. I didn't blame him. I would be unable to come up with anything too if I were him. I was about to take his plate when he finally spoke up. "Um, Mr. Armstrong?" Cody said still not making eye contact with me. "Yah, Buddy?" I said relieved he had finally said something. "You aren't going to tell anyone about what happened, right?" He was obviously still worried about the gay factor and I reassured him that it was our little secret. "I won't tell anyone if you won't tell anyone." I added. "Cool." He replied. He still had not looked at me but I knew there was something else he wanted to say, so I asked him straight up. "Did you enjoy it?" I said. I was taken back at my boldness. "Um, what? Well, maybe." Cody let out surprised at my question. "But I am NOT gay." He added. "Of course you aren't! Neither am I. But I enjoyed it too, just so you know." I said trying to make him feel better. He might not grow up to be gay, but his turbulent adolescent years where he would be constantly questioning his sexuality would be the perfect time for him to experiment with a few dicks in and around his holes. "You liked it?" Cody responded finally looking at up at me and into my eyes. I smiled down at him and touched his arm on the table. I gave it a friendly squeeze. "Yah, I did." I wanted him to propose we do it again. Cody bit his lower lip as he struggled to gather up the courage to ask the question I knew was on the tip of his tongue. "Can we do that again, maybe? You know, if you want to." He finally let out after a long pause. "Sure, I want to, Cody. I know a way to make it feel even better than last time." "Really, how?" Cody said with a little more enthusiasm this time. He was finally letting down his guard and shutting up the gay thoughts coming from his head. "Let's go to my bedroom and I'll show you, Buddy." I threw the plates into the sink and ran down the hallway after the boy. I knew I was heading in the right direction. I would be able to say I've fucked the boy of my dreams if I didn't screw anything up. But there was still more than enough time for him to get scared and I would be without my prize. I got to my room and Cody was just standing there with his hands on his side, unsure of what to do. I told him to undress and get on the bed like he had on the pool deck. He seemed hesitant and I took it as he must have still been shy about being naked in front of another person. I began to undress myself to edge the boy on. He started off slow and didn't take off any clothes that I hadn't already removed. We eyed each other again. He was admiring my larger cock and hairy balls and I was drooling over his tight, tanned skin. When he finally slipped off his boxers, his erection sprang back and smacked his stomach. I pointed to the bed and proceed to cover up as much as possible jump on the fresh sheets. "Just relax like last time, Cody." I encouraged him. He let out a sigh and put his hands by his side. He was shaking like a leaf like last time which made him even cuter. He trembled even more as I felt his stomach and teased his inner thighs. He moaned softly as I touched the very tip of his cock. I squirted some KY lube from the bedside table into my hand and onto his dick. He cooed as my slippery fingers gently massaged his erection. "Feel good, Cody?" I asked him. I started to squeeze his cock and balls and little bit harder, not to hurt him, but to sexually charge this boy beyond what he's ever experienced. It was my plan to tease him for a long time to drive him to become so horny he'd be begging me to fuck him by the end. He moaned and tossed his head to the side to let me know he was indeed enjoying himself. Cody wriggled in the bed uncontrollably. He tried to take a hold of his own cock to jerk himself off more quickly, but I easily wrestled them away, not letting him touch himself. I moved into the next phase of my plan which was to suck his proud member while loosening up my goal. This was nothing new, but would have Cody begging to cum by the end. The sweet taste of boy pre-cum danced on my tongue as I prodded his glands and head with tiny flicks. My nimble fingers explored the ruffled edges of his sphincter. Extra lube helped ease their entry into the tight clamp. "Oh, don't stop! Fuck yeah!" Cody yelled. Unfortunately I had to stop because I knew Cody was close to ejaculating by the shorter, harder breaths coming from those perfect, dick sucking lips. I pulled my own lips off his cock and let it twitch a few times in the air. However, I kept my two fingers scissoring his asshole to loosen it up. I knew it would hurt regardless, but I wanted this to be the start of a secret, hidden relationship with Cody, not a one-time deal because I had hurt him too badly. He tried again to jerk himself off, but I kept his hands away from his own jewels. I laughed a bit at the struggling, sexually frustrated boy. Cody, however, was not laughing. He was so close to cumming and being this close without release was not on his mind. "Relax Cody!" I kept reminding him. "This is how it will feel even better. You'll shoot over your shoulders after this!" "Mr. Armstrong, please!" He pleaded. His erection had started to lose some of its rigidity so I took it again in my mouth and gave it a tongue bath. The mixture of my saliva and KY lube pooled together in the folds of his wrinkled ball sack. His hole felt so warm on my fucking fingers, I knew I had to act quickly before I ruined my chance at fucking this boy with my own cum shot. I was not as young as I used to be and needed a longer time to "recharge" than this 13 year old boy I was currently finger fucking. It didn't take as much time to bring him close to orgasm. I stopped sucking abruptly but kept pressing down hard on his prostate. Copious amount of pre-cum let me know my time had come. "Close your eyes, Cody. This is the part where it gets really fun." The sexually frustrated boy, who was incapable of even touching his own quivering cock, quickly obeyed my command. I shifted my position on the bed so that I was kneeling in front of the boy's open legs. I think he must have known what was about to happen, and the tension combined with fear was evident on his face. I pumped his cock a few times until he was full hard again and I slowly withdrew my fingers from his ass. They had loosened him up a considerable amount and they were slipping in and out of him without much difficulty. However, there was a big difference between the size of two of my fingers and my cock. My own dick, although not overly impressive in the adult world, dwarfed his smaller, boy cock. It stood at about 6.5 inches on a good day and I was circumcised myself. My cut was not as tight as Cody's though, and a little loose skin could be found around my glands. I rubbed it against the length of Cody's dick dabbing it in the pre-cum and lube mixture to slick it up. Once I was satisfied Cody's discomfort would be at a minimum, I started my fuck. I propped his hips up with a pillow and took a hold of the base of my cock. His hole had started to tighten back up so I pressed in with a little more weight and force. My head popped in and I heard a mixed grunt of pain and pleasures come from Cody. I took a hold of his cock again and started squeezing it just enough for him to enjoy it. Soon he would make the connection that something large in his ass, such as my cock, would produce better feelings and harder cum shots. I let him take a few moments to adjust to my size. His eyes remained closed but he had a contorted look on his face. I didn't know whether to pull out or to continue sinking into his bowels. My cock had a pretty good idea about what to do though. I felt Cody's ass muscles contract and pull my dick in a little more, almost as it his pussy-lips were nibbling at my dick, and swallowing it while. I sank another ½ inch deeper into Cody. "Ugh, it hurts!" Cody grunted through his gritted teeth. I increased my grip strength on his cock and balls to increase the pleasure he was receiving. His own two hands were still pinned down to his stomach. "Just relax, Cody, you're doing great." I told the boy. "It'll be a lot more fun once you get used to it. I gave the boy more time to adjust. I wanted him to be coming back to my house for seconds, and thirds, and for many more years after this. Once I felt enough time had passed, and most of the pain on his face had disappeared, I pushed a little further, and a little further each time. I repeated this process until I felt that very sensitive prostate Cody had. He let of a long echo of moans and I knew I had hit the jackpot. The boy was mine. He would keep coming back for that feeling for a long time. I continued to jack him, while 5 inches of my dick was impaling my delicious boy. I knew he was close, but so was I. A man can only take so much heat and pressure on his dick before he explodes. I pulled back and pushed back a little harder to the depth I was before. Cody was beginning to loosen up and began telling me to do it harder. I didn't know if he meant my thrusts or my jacking, so I sped up both. He couldn't control his young hormones any longer and started to gyrate his hips around my cock and meet my squeezes on his poor dick. I knew it was time to release this boy from my grip. I sank back into him as far as I could go and went up so that my cock would press down on his prostate. I then released his hands freeing them. "Fuck!" Cody yelled as he instantly grabbed his dick and stroked it feverishly to completion. It did not take more than 10 seconds for him to erupt all over himself. His hole clenched down hard on my shaft with ever shot just like before with my fingers. However, this time his volleys easily flew passed his nipples and coated his neck, shoulders and the pillows behind him. As he came down from what I was sure was his best orgasm of his life I knew I could make my move. I could hardly resist as his soft lips lay there slightly apart. I leaned down over Cody, his eyes still kissed and stole my first kiss from a boy. His eyes shot open and met mine. For what seemed like eternity, I kissed that boy I had just fucked to orgasm, our eyes locked on each other. As he re-gained his senses he pulled away from me. "Pah! What was that Mr. Armstrong? I thought you weren't gay!" I almost laughed at him. Apparently kissing another guy was gayer than having a dick in your ass. "Sorry!" I said. I pulled out and stood up. "I just wanted to thank you, Cody. That was amazing". I continued. "I just." Cody started. "It was just unexpected, I guess." "Did it feel better than last time?" I inquired. "Erm, I guess, yeah it was. I've never shot like that" Cody fell silent as he got up too. He was no longer thinking with his dick, but with his brain. His brain told him to run but it was reminded of the ball-draining cum shots he had just experienced. I helped him wipe up his mess and get dressed. "What about you, Mr. Armstrong?" Cody asked wondering about my own release, the sign of a good lover. However, he probably just asked me to break the awkward silence, and I'm thankful he did. "I'll finish off later, you don't have to stick around for that." "Um, okay." Cody thought out loud. I didn't want to make the boy uncomfortable and help me get off because I knew after his cum shot, he wouldn't enjoy it. And I wasn't about to make Cody do something he didn't enjoy or found gross. He headed for the bedroom door but as he was about to head into the hall and out of sight for a night of X-box and Halo, he turned around. "Thanks, Mr. Armstrong, that felt good. Maybe we can do it again, you know, if you want." Cody said. "Sure, Cody. Anytime." I replied with a smile on my face. "But one thing." I added. He turned around holding onto the doorknob. "Call me Chris." I said. He smiled too and blushed. He turned around letting me look one last time at that delectable ass before it headed down the hall. * * * * * * * * * * Thanks for reading! 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