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I have no idea how long we laid there with my head on his chest, my arm resting just above his abs, his arm around my back, his hand resting lightly on my shoulder. It could have been five minutes or hours. All I know is I felt so comfortable and so happy. I didn’t want it to end. But my stomach suddenly grumbled and I realised I was hungry.

“I heard that,” Parker said, “hungry?”

“Yeah, I just don’t want to move.” I admitted.

“If we don’t eat we won’t have the strength for other things.”

“And you call me a horny fuck.” I chuckled and poked Parker in the ribs.

“Just trying to keep up.”

We laid there in silence for a bit longer, then Parker asked, “Any thoughts on lunch?”

“I’m open.”

“You like greek, like gyros?”

“Don’t think I’ve ever had that.” I admitted.

“You’ve got to try them. I love ‘em.”

“What is it?”

“Let’s get dressed will I tell you ‘cause now I’m hungry, too”

We sat up and started gathering our clothes and putting them on.

“You know what pita bread is right?” Parker asked.

“Sure,” I answered.

“Well, they put meat usually lamb with tomatoes, onions, lettuce, and something called tzatziki sauce on it. You’ll love it! Trust me!”

I could tell he was excited to introduce me to something new.

“So this will be another first?” I asked and nudged him as I pulled my shoes on.

“Yeah I guess it will. I just hope you like it as much as the other firsts.”

“It’s going to have to be pretty great then.” I admitted.

“Let me go get my wallet and car keys and we’re out of here, okay?”

“I’m ready.”

Parker disappeared down the hallway toward what I guessed was his bedroom. He was back in just a few seconds and we both headed toward the front door. He held it open for me and then closed and locked it behind us. I followed him out into the alley and then into his garage. We got into his car and after backing out headed off to lunch. We ended up at a little place in Carlsbad. It had a drive through but Parker pulled into a parking space.

“Do you trust me?” He asked once we got inside.

“Sure,” I said with a shrug.

He stepped up to the counter and ordered. When he went to pay I offered to pay for my half.

“Not this time. This was my idea and I don’t even know if you’re going to like it.”

After he paid, they gave him a little red plastic number to put on our table. He headed off and found a table in a corner and slid onto the far bench. I slid in opposite him.

“I have to admit it does smell good.” I said.

“A gyro is one of my favorite foods. I hope you enjoy it, too.”

After a short silence, Parker asked, “Can I asked you something personal?”

“Yeah I guess,” what else could I say.

“Tell me about how you broke your legs.”

Oh damn, he would pick that subject. I looked out through the window, thinking about how to explain it all.

“You don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

“No, it’s fine. Just kinda hard to talk about.” I paused again, still looking out the window. “Dad used to go out into the desert with his friends and go riding ATV’s all the time. Growing up I always wanted to go with him but my mom would always say no because I was too young.” I paused again as someone brought our lunch.

Parker showed me how to eat the gyro. He added extra sauce and took a big bite. I followed his example.

“This is good.” I had to admit.

That gave him a huge smile.

After we’d eaten for a bit, I realized he was waiting for me to continue my story.

“Anyway when I turned eleven mom finally decided that I was old enough to go along. Before we left mom and dad had a big fight about him watching out for me and keeping me safe. He blew it all off saying he’d been going out there for years and no one had ever gotten hurt. I just remember how excited I was to finally be going with him. We got up early that Sunday morning, met up with his friends and drove out to the middle of nowhere. As soon as we got there, they started drinking beer. I would sit in front of my dad on the ATV while he drove. He taught me how to drive. It was a lot of fun at first. But they were getting more and more drunk. At one point, dad’s ATV stalled and we had to get off so he could figure out why.”

I put my mostly finished gyro down and looked out the window, remembering that day.

“The ATV was at the top of a small dune and I’d gone down the other side mostly because I was bored and wanted to explore a bit. Then out of no where one of my dad’s friends came over the dune right on top of me. He saw me and tried to turn but he still hit me. I went flying and that’s when his second friend came over the same dune and ran over my legs. It hurt so bad and there was so much blood. We were in the middle of nowhere so it took forever for someone to get there to help me.”

“I’m so sorry, Chase, I had no idea.” Parker said.

“It shattered both the bones in my left leg. Both bones were broken in the right leg too but not as bad. They had to put a bunch of pins and rods in my left leg. I was in the hospital for a while because I had to have it in this rig while it all healed. Then I was in a wheelchair forever. Mom was so pissed when she found out that they’d been drinking. Honestly that was the end of their marriage. All they did is fight after that.”

“You must feel a lot of guilt about that, right?”

“I did for a while.” I admitted. “Honestly, I guess I still do in a way.”

“So you think it was your fault you got your legs broken?” Parker asked.

“I figured I should have stayed close to my dad and not gone down in the dune where I couldn’t be seen.”

“Did your dad tell you not to go off the top of the dune?”

“No,” I answered.

“Did he know where you were?”

“Honestly, I don’t really remember.”

“So he didn’t say don’t go down there or come back up here, anything like that?”

“No,” I was looking back out the window. My lunch forgotten.

“Did you know that when you went down into the dune that it might be dangerous? Not after but before?”

“Didn’t really even think about it.” I said in barely a whisper.

“I doubt many people would have Chase. Even if your dad hadn’t been drinking I don’t think he would have done anything different than what he did. I’m not sure I would have either.” Parker said and he too looked out the window. Then in a whisper that matched mine. “That’s why they are called accidents. It so easy after the fact to second guess what should have happened. What was done wrong and who’s to blame.”

We both fell silent again. Parker ate a few french fries and we both sipped our sodas. I decided that I would finish the story.

“During the divorce mom used the accident to stop my dad from getting joint custody and limited visitation. Dad didn’t really fight it.”

“He probably blamed himself for what happened. I know I would.”

“I never really thought about it like that. At the time, it was like he didn’t want to fight for me, I guess. I don’t know.”

“So that made you mad at your dad?” Parker asked.

“I don’t know.” That was a lie. Of course I was mad. I felt like he’d just walked away from me. Like he didn’t care.

“I would have been mad, too.” said Parker like he knew what ‘I don’t know’ really meant. “Seems like you’ve gotten over that. If you’re spending the summer with your dad that is.”

“Well, at first mom had to force me to come over here for weekends and stuff. Not really force me but you know what I mean.”

Parker nodded.

“Dad and I used to do all kinds of things together. Fishing, camping, but mostly surfing. I guess I really missed that so after a while we started doing some of that again. Like next Sunday, dad wants to take me surfing.”

“Sounds like you’re looking forward to that?” Parker asked.

“Sure I guess. With him working all the time we don’t really get to do it much anymore.”

“Sorry I didn’t realize the accident was such a huge bummer for you and your family.”

I just shrugged.

After another long quiet pause, Parker said, “There is a bike shop not far from here that I haven’t been to in a while. How’d you like to go check it out with me? See what kind of cool stuff they have?”

“Yeah sure that’d be cool.” Anything to stop having to think about all this shit.

We gathered up what was left of our lunch and put it in the trash. Once outside we got into Parker’s car and within five minutes we were at the bike shop he was talking about.

As soon as we walked into the door, one of the guys behind the counter noticed Parker.

“Shit, Parker! Damn where have you been?” He called out and then worked his way from behind the counter.

“Hi Dice, just been busy paying the bills. You know how it goes.” said Parker as they gave each other a quick bro-hug.

“I get that. Why do you think I’m working here on a Sunday?” Dice said and they both chuckled.

“Dice, this is a good friend of mine, Chase. Chase this is Dice. We used to be sponsored by the same team.”

“You used to be sponsored?” I asked shocked. I knew he was a good rider but I didn’t know he was that good.

“That was back when we were both a lot younger and didn’t have to work for a living. Huh, Dice?” asked Parker.

“Yeah back when all we had to worry about was not flunking out of high school.” answered Dice.

They both laughed.

“So,” Parker started. “What’s the hottest bike you’ve got now?”

So for the next hour Parker, Dice and I checked out different bikes. Dice was super cool. They both included me in what they were doing. Parker told Dice that I was just starting out, so Dice made sure to explain what different features were and why they were better than others. By the end of the hour, I’d learned a TON about BMX. I realized I so needed a new bike if I wanted to get into it for real.

Parker and Dice said their goodbyes. Dice told me if I was serious about getting a new bike to let him know and he’d work out a good deal for me as a favor. It was like just because I was a friend of Parker’s then I was a friend of Dice’s too. I realized as we were heading back to Parker’s that all his friends were like that. All of Parker’s friends just accepted me as their friend too.

“What do you say when we get home, we get some suits on and go down to the beach and go swimming for a bit?”

Normally when I went surfing, I’d wear my long leg spring suit. Not so much to stay warm but to hide my scars. I knew if I just wore a pair of board shorts Parker wouldn’t say anything about them. I really didn’t know anyone at this beach.

“Sure why not.” I answered. “I’ll just have to run home and get my board shorts. You want me to change at home or your place?”

“I think you better change at your place or we might get distracted and never make it to the beach.” Parker said and we both blushed and then laughed.

Parker dropped me off in the alley next to the entrance to my place.

“Just knock and come on in when you’re ready.” Parker said and I closed the car door and he moved off to park his car.

I dashed into the apartment and then into my room. I dug through the clothes I’d brought with me. I know I’d put one pair of board shorts in there. Once I found them I stripped down and pulled them on. I pulled on a t-shirt and traded my shoes and socks for flip-flops. Then I grabbed my backpack and through in a change of clothes for after and included a towel from the hall closet. That took all of ten minutes. I then ran back over to Parker’s, knocked and let myself in.

“That was fast. I’m back here changing.” I heard Parker yell from the back of his apartment.

I so wanted to walk back there and maybe catch a glimpse of him naked again. But I didn’t want to do anything to get him mad. I could hear rustling and things moving around. Then Parker came out of the hallway wearing board shorts and a pair of flip-flops. He stopped in the hallway and pulled a beach towel from the closet there.

“Ready?” he asked.

I nodded, “You mind if I leave this here?” I asked holding up my backpack.

“Change of clothes?” He asked.

I nodded.

“Sure just set it down anywhere.”

I pulled out my towel, dropped the pack next to the couch, and followed him out the door.

It wasn’t far to the beach. Just into the alley and then down to where the public access path was. We walked there in about five minutes. It was a typical Sunday at the beach in California. Lots of people were out. Some had picnic lunches or were there for dinner BBQ. Mostly it was just surfers and the girls that come out to watch them.

Parker and I found a spot where we could spread out our towels and basically claim our little part of the beach. I pulled off my shirt and dropped it on my towel. We both lost our flip-flops. I always loved the feel of the warm sand between my toes.

Once our real estate was claimed, Parker leaned toward me and in a voice only I could hear said, “Last one in has to give the winner a blow job!” Then he spun toward the beach and took off running.

“Hey no fair!” I shouted at his back and took off after him.

He hit the water and dove in a couple of yards ahead of me. I dove in after him. We came up in chest deep water and I splashed him.

“You could have given me a little more warning!” I exclaimed faking outrage.

“Maybe I just wanted another one of your awesome blow jobs.” He admitted again watching that his voice didn’t carry to anyone near by.

I splashed him again and things deteriorated into a splash fight. I then jumped on his back and we started wrestling around in the water and waves. At one point, Parker reached down and grabbed my feet and threw me over his shoulder into an incoming wave. It made me feel like I was just a little kid again. I suddenly realized just how strong he really was. At some point, our playing changed for me from being fun to sexual. I think it started when I went under and came up behind him and found my face planted in his ass. Both my hands naturally came up and I found I had two handfuls of his ass cheeks. We kept wrestling around for a bit more but now with a lot more grab ass and crotch feeling going on.

“Okay, lets head back in before I end up doing something I’ll get arrested for.” Parker said as he came up from me tackling him and then grinding our groins together. We were both hard and I just couldn’t help myself.

“We’re going to have to wait a bit because I don’t think my board shorts are going to hide… well… you know.” I said and then swam off to body surf for a bit.

Parker did the same and then after five minutes we both agreed it was safe to come out of the water.

We both picked up our towels and first dried our hair. I threw my t-shirt back on and slid my flip-flops on. When I looked over Parker had his flip-flops on and his towel around his neck and was holding it watching me.

“What?” I asked.

“Just enjoying the view.” He said.

“Shut up!”

We walked quickly back to his place. Parker unlocked door and pushed it open then waved me inside. He followed me in and I heard him close and lock the door behind us.

“Shower?” he asked.

“Together?” I asked looking at him with a huge smile.

“How can I say no to a smile like that?” he asked and smiled himself. “Follow me.”

He went down the hallway and turned right into a bathroom. There was a sink, toilet and a glass encased shower. It was maybe five feet square.

“Mind if I take a leak first?”

I shook my head. I’d have joined him but I’d relieved myself in the ocean. Yeah, yeah, fish shit in the ocean I’m sure it can deal with a little of my pee.

Parker dropped his board shorts and once again I got to see him naked. As he stood there at the toilet I couldn’t help but admire his body. His shoulders were nice and wide. The muscles of his back tapered down to a narrow waist. Then his ass, oh my god his ass. I realized this was the first time I’d actually seen his ass. Now I’m fourteen so I’ve seen my share of porn. Most of it gay porn. I’ve seen some really nice asses but Parker’s was easy a 10. I so wanted to reach out and grab hold of it. To squeeze it. To rub my body against it. Then a thought hit me, I wonder if he’d let me fuck him?

Of course all this made me rock hard as I stood there watching Parker urinate into the toilet. He glanced over at me standing there in the doorway. He looked down and obviously noticed the tent in my board shorts.

“Seems like someone else is enjoying the view,” he said with a laugh.

“It’s not my fault you have such a great ass.”

He looked over his shoulder, “Hadn’t noticed.”

“Right!”

He flushed the toilet and then opened the shower door and turned on the water. As he waited for the water to get to the right temperature he looked at me and said, “You just going to stand there or are you going to get naked, too?”

I pulled the velcro tab on my board shorts and let them drop to my ankles. I could feel my cheeks turn red as I saw him look me up and down.

He stepped back from the shower and said, “After you.”

I stepped past him and into the warm spray. I felt him step in behind me and close the shower door behind him. As soon as he was all the way in he blocked the spray and I found myself getting cold. But he quickly moved to the side so the water was hitting us both. I couldn’t help but look down and watch as his cock quickly filled and grew. Within a few moments he was as hard as I was.

“Want me to wash your hair?” he asked.

I nodded and he reached over and retrieved some shampoo. I moved under the spray and got my hair nice and wet then not really knowing what to do just stood there and waited.

“Turn around.” He ordered.

I turned and faced the spray as I felt him come up behind me. His hands came up to my head and he started to spread the shampoo around then to gently massage my head. I was actually shocked how good it felt. He used his fingertips to massage my scalp and then to gently wash my hair. I’d had haircuts where they washed my hair but that was nothing like this. He knew just how hard to rub and just where to rub. I couldn’t help but close my eyes and lean back against his chest. I could feel his cock press against the small of my back and his balls press into the top of my ass. If I was a cat, I swear I’d be purring.

He kept washing my hair with one hand and the other came around and pull me tight to his chest. I took hold of his arm and pulled it tighter around me. The feel of his wet skin against my back was mind blowing. I couldn’t help but rub against his hard cock.

“Time to rinse,” Parker said pushing me gently toward the spray.

I leaned forward and quickly rinsed the shampoo from my hair.

“Can I wash your hair now?” I asked.

He passed me the shampoo and as I squeezed a glob into my hand he turned around and knelt on the bench so his head was low enough for me to easily reach. I tried to do what he did but I know it wasn’t near as good. When I felt I’d washed it enough I couldn’t resist the temptation to wrap both arms around his chest from the back and press my body against his back. My hard cock slipped between his ass cheeks and I about passed out from how great it felt. I rested my head on his shoulders and couldn’t resist slowly humping his ass crack.

He stood up and turned around. Reaching over he grabbed a bottle of shower gel and put some in his hands. He then started washing my shoulders and chest. I just closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling of his hands on my wet skin. He washed down my chest to my stomach, stopping just short of my pubes. Then he went up my sides to my pits. I lifted my arms to give him access. Then he moved down each arm in turn. With that finished he added more gel to his hands and gently pulled me so I was resting against his chest and he then reached around and started to wash my back. If I could have melted into his chest I would have. My dick was so hard. It was pressed into his upper thigh and I could feel his pressing against my lower stomach. He slowly washed up and down my back stopping just short of my ass.

Gently pushing me away he got more gel in his hand and then sat down on the bench. Reaching out he started with my left thigh and washed my left leg gently from the thigh to my toes. Then he repeated the process on my right leg.

After getting more gel, he soaped my balls ever so slowly. Washing back between my legs as I moved my feet wider to give him access. With one hand he took hold of my cock and soaped it up, rubbing it up and down. His other hand went between my legs and washed first one cheek then the other. He pushed me back gently till the spray hit my front washing the soap away. He then pulled me a bit closer and leaned over, taking my cock in his mouth. The hand that had washed my ass, stayed between my legs and started washing slowly up and down my crack. I felt my knees grow weak and had to lean over and put both hands on the wall behind Parker.

I felt his finger touch my hairless asshole and I shivered. Was this how it started? Was he going to fuck me? I trembled in anticipation. He slowly sucked me completely down to the base of my hard shaft. My hips couldn’t stop and I pushed forward. I then felt his finger start to rub my virgin hole and start to press in ever so gently.

“Oh fuck!” I screamed.

Parker bobbed up and down on my cock for a brief moment then slowed down, going so slow up and down the entire length of my shaft. It was then I felt his finger enter my hole as Parker’s other hand reached around and gripped my right ass cheek tight. At the same time he pulled my ass driving my cock deep into his throat. He pulled off till only my head was in his mouth. He then twisted his head left and then right around my head, his tongue playing over my cock head the whole time. At the same time he pressed his finger deeper until I could feel his knuckles pressed into my ass cheeks. He held his finger there as he pulled my cock into his throat again holding it there for a moment before pulling back out so only my head was in his mouth.

As his tongue played with my cock head, he pulled his finger out a bit and I felt him touch something inside me. I’d read about the prostate and how it was suppose to feel good when it was touch. When Parker’s finger started rubbing that spot I felt like my body was about to explode.

“Dear god!” I cried out in disbelief.

He pulled his finger almost out of my excited hole and I felt him add a second finger. He pushed them in ever so slowly and I couldn’t help but wince from the discomfort. But as soon as I did, Parker pulled my ass driving my cock deep down his throat and a little discomfort was the last thing on my mind. His fingers quickly found my prostate again and as he began to gently rub it, he began to bob up and down quickly on my throbbing cock. I was so close that I felt myself coming up on my toes pushing my cock into Parker’s mouth. His fingers went up and down my prostate each time sending an electric shock through my cock and balls. I started panting. I could feel my heart pounding against my ribs like it wanted to escape.

“OH FUCKING HELL!” I screamed as I unloaded into Parker’s waiting mouth. I felt my vision narrow as my hips drove forward. It felt like I was actually trying to shoot my balls out through my cock. Again and again I rocked forward on my toes as Parker sucked my cock up and down. His fingers pressing deep into that new found treasure in my ass.

After what felt like ten shots, I simply could not stand and I collapsed. Parker was quick to pull his fingers from my ass and then wrap his arms around me and pull me gently into his lap. My head flopped down on his shoulder, one arm going around his back the other on his far shoulder. My chest was heaving up and down like I’d run a four minute mile. I closed my eyes and saw stars.

Parker held me gently, slowly running his hand up and down one of my thighs as I sat there catching my breath. When I started to finally feel like my arms and legs would work, I leaned back and looked at Parker in the eyes. Then I leaned in and we kissed. It was a gentle and slow kiss at first but slowly started to build in passion. I pulled back and caught his eye again.

“Can I wash you now?” I asked.

“I have something else in mind if that’s okay,” he answered.

My first thought was he wanted to fuck me but he lifted me off his lap and grabbing some gel he quickly washed himself off then rinsed.

I quickly took my turn under the spray to make sure I washed all the soap off. Parker turned the water off and we both stepped out. He reached into a cabinet and pulled out a clean towel and handed it to me. He took his down from the bar on the wall and we quickly started drying off.

“So what’s on your mind?” I asked, my curiosity getting the best of me. I had to admit I was a bit nervous that he wanted to fuck me. I had fantasized about it for a couple of weeks now but is it what I really wanted?

“You’ll see,” was all he said as he finished drying off. He hung his towel back on the bar and turned toward the door. “Follow me.” He said.

I didn’t know what to do with my towel so I carried it with me as I followed him into his bedroom. He turned back and took the towel from me, throwing it over a nearby chair. He then gently took hold of my shoulders and pulled me against his chest. Leaning over he started to kiss me again. Like in the shower it started slowly and gently but build quickly to a deep and passionate kiss. Slowly as we kissed I felt Parker walking me toward his bed. Then I felt it against the back of my legs.

Suddenly Parker pulled back, bend down and lifted me up. Putting one knee on the bed he easily placed me in the center of it so my head rested on one of the many pillows that were at the head of the bed.

Parker paused for a moment to take a bottle from his side table. I realized that it was lube. He’s going to fuck me! I realized. He quickly moved so he was kneeling between my legs. He put a large dollop of lube into the palm of his hand. But instead of spreading it on his cock he spread it on mine. Okay, that’s not what I expected.

Once my hard cock was completely covered in lube, Parker moved up so his knees were at each side of my stomach. He reached behind him and took hold of my cock. He looked down at me and smiled.

“Ready to lose your virginity? he asked.

It suddenly hit me that he was going to let me fuck HIM! The shock must have been obvious on my face because Parker’s smile faded.

“Unless you’re not ready for us to go that far yet.”

“No, sorry I’m just surprised I guess.”

“You thought I was going to fuck you huh?”

I nodded.

“All in good time my beautiful boy. All in good time.”

He leaned over and kissed me gently before sitting back up again. He shifted so my cock was right behind his ass and I could feel it slip into the crack of his ass. He reached back and pressed it into his crack and then lifted up and down so my hard dick slowly fucked his crack. Even having just cum my cock throbbed.

“Oh fuck, you’re really going to let me fuck you?” I asked still not quick believing it.

“Only if you want to.” He said and it was obvious he was teasing.

“Oh hell yes I want to.” I couldn’t help but grin.

He reached back again and took hold of my cock. Lifting himself up he positioned himself so my cock settled between his cheeks and I could feel my head press against what must have been his asshole. I knew from what he’d told me that he wasn’t a virgin but as he pressed down it sure felt tight to me. If Parker was this tight what was he like when he was a virgin.

Suddenly I felt something give way and my cock slid in about an inch or so. Fuck it was tight and warm! Is this really happening? Parker held himself there for a moment then I felt the downward pressure increase. Nothing moved and Parker lifted up just a fraction of an inch before pressing down again.

“Sorry it’s been awhile.” Parker said.

“Do you hear me complaining?”

Parker grinned and I felt more of my cock disappear into Parker’s tight hole. He lifted off a bit again before shifting and pressing down. Very slowly he started lifting and pressing down. After about half of my cock was inside him, he let go of my cock and leaned forward, placing both hands on my chest. He then slowly started lifting up and then pressing down. Each downward press pushed a bit more of my cock into him.

It was so tight and hot and soft. It was hard to describe. I could feel Parker’s ass clenching around my cock as he went up and down. It was like a hand squeezing it but a warm, wet, soft one. Up and down he kept going so very slowly. From the look on his face he didn’t seem to be in pain. Actually he looked like he was very much enjoying it. His cock was rock hard. It bobbed up and down slowly as he rose up and down.

Finally I felt him settle down completely and I realized I was as deep into his ass as I was going to get. I reached down and grabbed his powerful thighs and gave them a firm squeeze. I realized that if I hadn’t just cum I probably would never have made it to this point. I know I would have cum easily by now. Even now I could feel my cock throbbing inside Parker’s ass. I closed my eyes and bit my bottom lip. My body wanted to pull back and thrust in but his weight prevented that.

With his hands on my chest, Parker slowly lifted up and I mean slowly, painfully slow! Just when I felt my head about to slide out of him, he shifted and slowly slid back down my rock hard pole. Once he reached the bottom he pushed down, driving my dick deeper into him. After one stroke, I realized I was so fucked. My cock pulsed and twitched as Parker pushed it deep inside him. The look on his face made it obvious he was loving the feel of my cock buried deep in his ass. Again he slowly lifted off and I looked down to watch as my cock slowly appear then as he reached the maximum length of my cock changed directions and then I watched it slowly disappear into this rock hard body on top of me.

I saw Parker’s cock pulse and a drop of precum, dribbled down his head. I reached out and put my palm over his head, spreading it around. As soon as I did, Parker moaned, he pressed down hard on my cock driving it deeper still. His eyes closed as I slowly wrapped my fist around his throbbing cock. I let his up and down movement control the speed that I jerked him. I was shocked by the amount of precum he started to produce. It was like every time my cock went in another drop of pre would seep out. After a few moments my hand and his cock were drowning in precum.

I was getting so close and I could feel Parker shivering over me. His hands flexing and relaxing on my pecs as he lifted up and then sat back down. I remembered this was what was called being ridden and I was addicted. Parker could ride me anytime.

Parker sat down and paused. He shivered and moaned. His hands squeezed my pecs once then twice. I looked up at his face. His eyes were closed and he was biting his bottom lip. Instead of lifting up, he ground back into my crotch. My cock throbbed in his ass and I felt my body tense up. I felt the same reaction in Parker’s body. His cock seemed to swell in my hand as I held it there. He lifted slowly up then changing direction quickly pushed back down onto me. It was so fast and such a change from what he’d been doing that I actually squealed.

Up again he rose slowly and then held it there. My head rested just inside his hole. I could feel his muscles squeezing my head. Just as my hips were about to push up, he shifted and drove my cock deep into him. He moaned and ground down on my cock. He rubbed back and forth grinding into my groin. My body seized and I couldn’t stop my hips from thrusting up. I felt Parker’s cock pulse in my hand and a spray of cum shot out. It arched high into the air. It passed between Parker’s arms and as I turned my head, I felt it land in my hair. My cock pulsed and started filling Parker’s ass. He rose up quickly and then sat back down. My hips thrust up to meet his ass as he pushed down. Another load shot into his ass as Parker shot another load into the air. This one landing on the top of my chest. Over and over we both pumped out cum. Me filling Parker’s ass and Parker covering my chest between his hands.

By the time we’d both stopped cumming, my chest was covered in Parker’s thick white cum. Parker dropped forward, placing his elbows at each side of my head. He leaned down. I stretched up and our lips met. We kissed a bit as we both caught our breath. His head was just a bit too high above me for us to kiss deeply.

Parker lifted up and off me, dropping on the bed next to me. He reached over to the chair by the bed and retrieved the the towel I’d used in the shower. He gently wiped up the cum from my chest, then cleaned my cock and balls where my cum had leaked. He then slipped the down between his legs to catch any leaks.

Finally, Parker laid down next to me and propped himself up on his elbow. I looked over and saw a huge smile on his face. I guess it must have reflected my smile.

“Thanks for letting me be your first.” He said.

“Are you joking? I should be the one thanking you!”

He gently stroked my cheek with his thumb and then leaned down and kissed me. I quickly took his tongue into my mouth and sucked it greedily. He pulled back and looked at me again.

“You’re just incredible!” he said and smiled then dropped back on the bed.

I remembered the cum in my hair, “I’m going to have to shower again and get this cum out of my hair.”

“Yeah sorry about that,” Parker said with a chuckle. “but really it’s your fault.”

“My fault? How do you figure?”

“If you weren’t such a hot fuck I would never have been able to cum that far.”

“Shut up!” I said and elbowed him in the side.

He reached over and pulled me to him. I cuddled into his side again and we took up the same position we were in on the couch. Me with my head on his chest, my hand on the top of his abs, his arm around my back, his hand resting on my shoulder. I then lifted my leg and draped it over his thighs. I pulled in tight to him and I felt him squeeze me.

I found myself asking, “How could anything be better than this?”

Little did I know that the night wasn’t over yet and I had much more to come.

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