Date: Mon, 30 Jan 2006 22:23:14 -0800 (PST)
From: David Smith <twofoldman@yahoo.com>
Subject: Summer Hotel part 2

Summer Hotel
by twofoldman@yahoo.com

(M/b oral anal)

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I remember how pleased I was with myself after that conquest with Richard.
I felt like I could have done anything at that point, having lured Richard
into having sex with me, and he even made me "cum", like Dave called it.
Of course I was too young to shoot anything, but it felt just as good, and
this way was even more amazing to me.  The times I'd made myself cum, and
the one time Dave had done it, both of my young climaxes came from
stimulation of my dick.  Richard had done it a different way, fucking me in
the ass.  It confused me a little because, from the way Richard reacted, I
could tell he was surprised by it.  I had heard a lot of stuff from friends
at school, and they'd talked about stuff like "shooting a load", which I
knew was when a man climaxed and ejaculated, and I knew the stuff I'd been
doing with Dave was "queer" stuff, and that men usually did that stuff to
women.  But nothing I'd ever heard ever said that a man could do it to
another man in the butt and make him cum that way, too.

Richard had really done a number on me, and I fell asleep for a while,
occasionally reaching back and feeling my swollen, sticky butt hole.  I
hoped Dave wouldn't be able to notice it if he wanted to fuck when he got
home.

I woke up startled by the sound of the hotel room door opening, and Dave
walking in.  It must have been quite a sight, because he laughed when he
saw me laying there, naked, with my butt exposed.  He must have thought I
wanted it pretty bad!

Dave must have wanted it pretty bad, too, because in no time at all he'd
shucked his pants and casually walked over to the bedside.  I loved it when
he would leave on his t-shirt, his hairy belly sticking out a little from
under it, his hairy groin and large, soft cock hanging there while he was
preoccupied with something else.  I reached over and gently fondled it, and
Dave didn't object.  He was looking in his little black planner at some
stuff, asking me what I did today, and as I talked with him I wriggled
closer and tugged on his cock until it started to swell.  My face was close
enough to his groin that I could smell the strong scent of his sweaty
balls, and I pushed his cock up against his belly so I could press my nose
against his hairy sac.  It was funny to me that both he and Richard smelled
kind of the same here, and I guessed that all men's balls must smell that
way.

"Don't you want me to take a shower first?" he asked.  For a response I
opened my mouth and took his hardening cock into it as I was accustomed to
doing.  Dave set down his planner on the bedside table and sighed deeply,
and eased into me, and we had what I would forever remember as one of the
hottest fuck sessions we ever experienced together.

Dave leaned me back on the bed with his cock still in my mouth and mounted
the bed, one knee on either side of my face, and began to fuck into my
mouth.  I gripped his ball sac tightly, tugging until his balls were a huge
knot below my fist, and it made Dave fuck more urgently.  I struggled to
keep up with him, coughing and sputtering around his thrusting organ, and
was starting to feel really overwhelmed by the strong smell of his
crotch. His cock stank like piss and sweat, while his thick pubic hair
smelled damp and musty.  I was beginning to wish I'd waited for him to take
a shower; but it was too late now.  Dave was too into it to ask him to
stop.

Finally he eased back onto his haunches, his wet prick bouncing over me
while I gasped for breath.  Dave peeled off his shirt and tossed it onto
the other bed, and I knew he was going to fuck me now.  I was a little
nervous about it.  What if he went down on my ass and could tell I'd been
fucked, or tasted Richard's cum?  Fortunately he eased his big body over me
and reached into the nightstand for the lube, his cock sagging downwards
toward my belly.

Dave was more forceful with me that day than he'd ever been, sliding into
me after only some preliminary preparation with his fingers.  Even though
I'd been fucked by Richard already, it hurt when he pushed all the way into
me.  I tried to decide whose dick was bigger and I couldn't.  To me, Dave
and Richard seemed to be the same size.

Maybe I'd gotten him revved up by letting him fuck my mouth, but Dave
rammed in and out of me like a jackhammer that day, and I loved every
second of it.  The orgasm Richard had given me had taught me a lot, and I
used Dave's big, plunging cock to get that same feeling again, squeezing
down on it at different times.  Dave seemed to notice it, too, reacting to
the movements I made by grunting and making low, long groans that sounded
like purring to me.  I held onto his big, hairy forearms and started
whimpering as Dave brought me closer and closer, and finally I felt it
happening.  I cried out loudly and dug my fingers into his arms, and Dave
began slamming into me hard when he felt it.  I gasped,
"Cummin...cummin...!"  Dave shocked me by making a loud sound I'd never
heard from him before, and I felt his cock start throbbing inside me, that
wonderful, warm feeling spreading inside me as he came.  Our bodies seemed
to contract and twitch at the same time, and I wailed loudly in pleasure,
never having reached this peak before with Dave.

The gasping sound of our breathing filled the room, and suddenly Dave
hollered "Let go'a my arms!"  I didn't realize I'd been hurting him and let
go immediately.  I wondered if he'd be mad at me for doing that, then Dave
reached up tenderly and rubbed his hand through my hair, kissing my cheek.
He hung there for a minute, still breathing hard.  "You cum from that,
huh?"

I nodded and complimented him, "That was the best." Dave grinned and
disengaged from me and walked into the bathroom, his cock still half-hard
and swinging out in front of him.  I slept some more as he showered,
thinking about how I'd been fucked by two different men in the same day.
I'd already had so much sex with Dave, I didn't realize there could be a
lot more, that different men would "do it" differently, that it would feel
different.  By now I knew what I liked, and I intended to get as much of it
as I could on this trip.  __________

The next day after Dave left for work, I hurried into my bathing suit and
went down to the pool to see if Allen and Tammy were down there.  I waited
for half an hour until I saw all of them come down to the pool, Allen,
Tammy, Cathy, and Richard.  Allen and Tammy had their bathing suits on, but
I was crushed when Richard and Cathy were dressed in regular clothes.  Even
through his shorts, I could see Richard's big sexy bulge, and I smiled to
myself knowing he had fucked me the day before.  Richard looked at me a few
times and gave me a wink.

I was disappointed when Richard and Cathy only let us kids play for a
little while, saying they had to get ready to leave.  They were going back
home today, and Allen and Tammy were quite sad about it.  "Cain't we stay
here with Bryan until he goes home?"  Allen asked, and Cathy laughed at
that.

As they gathered their towels and made to go back up to their hotel room,
Richard gave me a funny look and tried to say something.  I didn't
understand what it was, and it made me anxious, until I saw Richard break
away from Cathy and the kids and jog back to the pool where I was sitting.
"I told Cathy I left my wallet back here," he said.  "Go back up to your
room and wait for me.  I might be able to sneak over in a while."  Then he
jogged back to his family.

I waited in my room like he told me for what seemed like forever, looking
out the window at the pool area, looking for Richard.  Suddenly I saw Cathy
and the kids get into their car and drive away, and I knew it was now or
never.  Sure enough, Richard knocked on the door a few seconds later, and
pushing quickly inside after I opened it for him.  He slammed the door shut
in a hurry and gasped to catch his breath.  "Why..." I went to ask him, and
he said "I don't have long.  Cathy took the kids over to the store to get a
few things before we drive back.  I told her I was gonna stay here!  We got
a few minutes, kid."

I'd done quickies before, even if I didn't know that was the word for it; a
lot of times Dave and I had to do it quick before my mom got back from
someplace.  I was a little unsure of what he had in mind at first, but he
quickly shucked his shorts and hurried me over to the bed, leaving on his
short-sleeved polo shirt.  I sat on the edge of the bed and he stood in
front of me, his cock slowly growing erect all by itself.  "Suck it, kid,
oh baby, suck it for me!" he urged.

I dove onto that beautiful cock, sucking for all I was worth, while Richard
grunted and gasped.  I sucked him for a few minutes, him nervously looking
at his watch a few times, until finally he leaned over me, pushing me
backwards. I had put my Speedo on for Richard, but he tugged it awkwardly
off my body and flung it onto the floor.  Very quickly he lubed up his
shaft and guided it into me.  He went a lot faster than he should have, and
it hurt.  I tried not to let it show, though; I was becoming very
accustomed to the feeling of a large cock inside my body, and it was
hurting me less and less each time I was entered.

Richard groaned as his manhood pressed deeply inside of me, and although he
gave me a few slow thrusts, he quickly began to build up to a swift pace as
he talked dirty to me, in that drawl that I thought was so amusing.  "Aw
shit honey, aw baby such a sweet tight hole, such a hot little boy hole,
uhhhn...uhhh...."

His hot, sweaty balls were slapping into me rapidly, and all too soon
Richard shot his load.  "AAAAHHH, kid, here it comes! Here comes my skeet
all the way up your little boy ass cunt....OH fuck..."  I cringed at the
dirty talk, but in a delighted way.  I didn't understand all of it, but I
knew Richard was talking that way because I was making him feel sexy.  I
rubbed his hairy forearms as he shuddered, cumming inside me and filling me
with his warm load.  His breath caught as he tensed, then escaped him in a
series of snorts that made me smile.  Richard seemed to not even notice me
at that point, and I'd noticed a big difference.  The first time we'd
fucked, he had treated me like we were both enjoying it.  That second time,
and now this time, he was doing it to get off.  I still liked it, but was a
little disappointed, too.

Richard pulled out and immediately went to wipe off his cock again in our
bathroom.  I followed him in to watch him, admiring him in that way that a
little boy will admire a grown man he likes.  Richard regarded me
differently after he'd cum, pissing in front of me again and looking up
nervously at me.  I watched him flop his hog around when he was done and
noted curiously that it was different than how Dave did it.  As he dressed
back in the room, I watched him sadly, knowing he was leaving again.  He
pulled on his white briefs, reaching into them to adjust his genitals
before pulling on his shorts and his polo.  Richard was so nervous that I
was almost relieved when he left, and I lay there on the bed wondering if
what I was doing with him was wrong.  I knew it had to be a secret, but
being so young I had no idea at that time just how big of a deal it could
be.  But I was beginning to understand now that I had another point of
reference other than Dave.