Date: Fri, 24 Dec 2021 14:24:53 +0000 (UTC)
From: Jonathan <tryitlikeit27@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Hospital - Chapter Three

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This is a story of a middle aged man and a teenage boy who have nasty
encounter and then five years later meet again under totally different
circumstances. This awakens some unfamiliar yet pleasurable feelings for
both of them. This story is not just a 'we suck, we fuck, we do it again'
story, although the sexual activity does increase as the story continues,
but it also explores the developing relationship between the two of them
and their sexual exploits.




A Visit to the Hospital Chapter Three "A New Beginning"


I awoke early the next morning to an incoming text on Lance's phone. He was
still sound asleep so I carefully eased out of bed on my side. As I looked
down at his phone on the night table I saw it was Kayla. It just said
'Sorry about last night'. I wasn't really snooping but wanted to make sure
it wasn't something important. I left him sleeping and went to the kitchen
to make coffee. As I sipped my coffee I reflected back on last night. Lance
had been forthcoming with kissing Kayla and Justin. Did it mean nothing to
him as he said or am I in a three-way competition for his affection? How
will I handle my feelings for him if he decides to date Kayla or Justin? I
have grown to fond of him in the short time we have been together, giving
him a lot of leeway as he was dealing with his mother's death. I looked at
the morning sun streaming in the window in the back door. Should I jump up
and run and never look back? What the hell, Gates, pull yourself
together. I heard Lance coming down the stairs and called out to me.

	"In the kitchen having a cup of coffee."

	"I had a panic attack when I woke up and you weren't in bed or in
the bathroom. I thought now that the funeral is over you had gone back to
your house and left me alone."

Lance came over and hugged me and gave me a kiss.

	Éww, morning breath dude. Go brush your teeth before you kiss
me," I laughingly pushed him away.

	"In a minute. I got a text from Kayla this morning before I woke up
and I want you to read it."

	"It's your text, not mine. I have no business reading your personal
messages."

	"No secrets between us, remember that pact we made?"

	"Yes, but this isn't a secret as such, just Kayla sending you a
message."

	"Fine, then I'll read it out loud for you.

'I'm sorry about last night. I didn't mean to come on so strong, especially
with all you're going through. I really care for you, as a friend and
hopefully as a lover. But you told me we are just friends, really good
friends, but just friends. I will have to live with that and maybe someday
it will become more. Again, sorry about attacking you. Lol.'

	"I just want to make sure you know that my feelings for Kayla, and
Justin as well, are purely platonic. You are the only one want to be with
forever."

	"Thank you, Lance. That may change someday as you grow and get out
into the world more. I will be sad if and when that happens, but know it
will be your decision, not mine."

Lance came towards me for another hug but I pushed him away before he could
kiss me.

	"Morning mouth remember?"

	"Ok. You forgot something as well."

	"No, I brushed my teeth."

	"With Mildred not here this is supposed to be naked week, no
clothes, remember?"

Lance stood back and dropped his underwear and spread his arms.

	"Ta da!"

I laughed at him and went to put my empty cup in the sink. Lance came up
behind me and yanked my jogging shorts down to my ankles. I stepped out of
them and turned around.

	"Ta Da yourself!"

Lance went off to brush his teeth while I went into the living room to turn
on the morning news. By the time Lance came back he was sporting a major
hardon. He stood in front of me and proclaimed,

	"Clean teeth, clean body. I took a three minute shower."

	"That's awful quick. Let me see if you did a good job," as I pulled
him towards me and licked the tip f his leaking cock. "Tastes nice and
clean but I better check further," opening my mouth and taking his cock in
me in one fluid motion. Lance moaned and grabbed the back of my head with
his hands, following my movements as I moved back and forth sucking his
morning hardon. My hands went to his ass cheeks and squeezed and kneaded
his smooth tender flesh. He leaned forward and over me so he could rub my
back as I sucked him.

	"I'm not going to last too long, we should slow down."

I mumbled incoherently with my mouth full of his manhood and sucked harder
and faster. I could feel his ass tighten as he straightened up and thrust
his hips forward, forcing his cock even deeper in my throat.

	"Oh hell, here it comes, Chris!"

I felt his cock stiffen even more than it was as he shot his first stream
of cum down the back of my throat. I pulled off just a little so the
following volleys of cum went into my mouth and coated my tongue with his
sweet young nectar. It was too much to me to contain as it ran out the
sides of my mouth and down my chin. He just held my head in place until his
cock started to go limp in my mouth. I swallowed his cum before his limp
dick slid helplessly out of my lips. Lance flopped down on the couch next
to me.

	"Breakfast of Champions," I stated.

	"You sure as hell are a champion cocksucker, that's for sure."

The term 'cocksucker' struck me as being derogative, but that's what I was
just doing. And loving every minute of it, as was Lance. Guess he was just
being honest as we had promised.

	"You want to take a quick shower and I'll return the favor?"

	"I owed you one from the other day. I'll wait until later if you
don't mind. We have more important things to take care of this morning."

	"What can be more important than making my man happy?"

	"Lots of things. Like figuring out which house we are going to live
in for starters. Then getting you caught up on your back school work and
get your ready to get back to school nest week. And finally, have you given
any thought to what you want to do with you life?"

	"Cheez, what a downer. Too many decisions to make all at once."

	"That's why we have to get started. First the housing
arrangement. It doesn't matter to me if we live here or at my house. I'm
not sure if you have too many memories here to leave this house or if you
want a fresh start. I don't want to take you away from everything you're
comfortable with."

	"And the same goes for you. I'd feel guilty making you move out of
your house on account of me. When you signed on to be my guardian I'm sure
you didn't expect to have your life turned upside down with major changes."

	"You've already turned me upside down, inside out and backwards and
forwards. I didn't expect to be giving you blowjobs in your living room at
9:00 in the morning and here we are."

	"That was your idea, pal."

	"But you didn't object. My opinion is for me to move in here with
you to maintain some sense of normalcy, if that's possible. Unless you
really don't want to stay here, of course."

	"I'd like that. You could move your stuff into my room, it's bigger
than the spare room you're in now."

	"What will Mildred think if she finds out we are sleeping
together?"

	"I think she already has an idea. My bed never needs making up in
the morning."

	"Oops, never thought of that. Has she said anything to you?"

	"No, she wouldn't, as long as I'm happy she is okay with almost
anything I do. By the way, I want to keep her on with us. And Carlos, the
gardener, as well."

	"That's fine. They will be paid out of the household trust your
Mother had set up."

	"Ok, that's settled, now let's get you into the shower, get you
washed up and take care of the really important business."

Lance tugged at my hands to pull me up off the couch and towards the
upstairs bathroom. Lance ran the water to the right temperature and we both
stepped in. We embraced and kissed as the hot water cascaded over our
bodies. I took the soap first and worked up a good lather then spread it
over Lance's tight body, starting at his neck and working across his
shoulders and down his arms. Back up his arms and working his arm pits good
and hard, then to his chest. I got his nipples good and slick then pinched
them and let them slip out of my fingers over and over. Lance threw his
head back and moaned as I worked hi nipples until they stood out stiff and
pointy. More soap and then down the side of his torso and onto his stomach,
working my hands over every inch of his upper body. I knelt down as I
grabbed both his hips and ran from his hips down his thighs and all the way
down his legs, avoiding any actual contact with his crotch. Now coming back
up his legs I had my hands on the inside of his legs and came right up to
touch his balls. Again, I left his twitching cock alone. I stood up and
turned him around, starting again at his neck and washing my way down his
back. I massaged his cheeks with my soapy hands and went down his legs
again. Coming back up I ran the side of my hand up his ass crack, my
fingers tracing the crack as I went over his pucker. I went back to his
crack and this time stopped at his hole. As I applied a little pressure
Lance spread his legs and bent over as he whispered encouragement to me. I
felt his anus pulse, tighten and loosen as I played with it, eventually
pushing my finger in as it loosened.

	"Oh fuck, yeah! Keep doing that!" Lance yelled out.

I pushed harder and as deep as I could then stated an in and out motion,
finger fucking his ass. I reached around and took hold of his cock with my
soapy hand then began to stroke him.

	"Slow down or I'm going to cum again real soon."

	"And that would be a bad thing?"

	"Yes, I want to make it last. Besides, it's your turn to get off."

I let go of his cock and removed my finger from his ass. Turning him around
we kissed again as we rubbed our soapy slippery bodies together. Lance
reached down and took a hold of both our cocks and stroked them in
unison. He gave me a quick once over with his soapy hands and then
suggested we rinse off and go to the bedroom.

	"Sounds like a wonderful idea." I purred.

We dried off and as I headed for the door, Lance said he had to use the
toilet so he'd be right along. I went and got on the bed and waited for him
to appear. I was slowly stroking my cock as he stood in the doorway, naked
and smooth with a raging hardon. His body is so tight and muscular I could
almost cum just looking at him. How could I be so lucky to have such a hot
young stud want my middle aged body? I don't know but I'm not going to
question it, just lay back and enjoy it. Was I in love with him? Not sure,
but I know I was definitely in lust for him.

Lance came over and lay on top of me. We made out, tongues in each other's
mouth fighting for superiority, but ending in a draw. Lance pulled his head
back from me and looked into my eyes for a brief moment then spoke softly.

	"I want you to make love tome."

	"I thought that was what we were doing?"

	"No, I want you inside me. I want you to fuck me. Take my virginity
and give me more pleasure than I ever known."

	"Are you sure? That's a big step. Once you given it up you can
never get it back."

	"I don't want it back. I want to give it to you forever, no
regrets."

	"I've never done anything like this, I'm not sure I know how."

	"It's easy. You shove it in, pull back and repeat until you cum."
Lance giggled.

	"That sounds painful. Isn't there some technique, especially for
the first time?"

	"I guess just use a lot of lube, take your time and be gentle. I
already cleaned out and we're both first timers so we don't need condoms,
unless you want to. But I'd rather have you do me bareback and leave your
cum deep in my ass."

	"Bareback is fine. We're both safe. Just don't get pregnant on me,
ok?" We both giggled at that comment.

	"I promise. Let me get some lube and you can put some in me and on
your cock."

Lance went to his room and came back with a tube of lube. I squeezed some
out and worked it into his hole, his moaning coaxing me on. Then I applied
a generous amount to my cock and rubbed it all up and down the shaft. A
brief kiss and Lance rolled over on his stomach.

	"I want you on top of me so I can feel the full weight of your
body. I want us to be as one."

I positioned myself on top of him and guided my cock to his ass. I rubbed
it up and down his crack then found my target. I leaned in and put some
slight pressure on him, not know how much I could push without hurting him.

	"Let me know if it hurts too much and I will stop. I anxious for
this to happen but I don't want it to be painful for you."

	"There will be some pain, just go slow so I can get used to it."

Lance pushed out to open his sphincter as I applied more pressure. I felt
the tip of my cock break through and start to enter him. He let out a
little yelp and I immediately stopped.

	"I'm hurting you too much. Let's stop." I offered.

	"No, you're in a little so just hold still for a minute and then
push again."

	"Why don't I just hold still and you push back against my cock when
you're ready. That way you control how much you can take."

I was kissing him on the neck and trying to relax him as he raised his hips
and pushed back against me, little by little, until I was completely inside
him.

	"That's all I've got, you've taken all of me."

	"I've never felt so complete in all my life. Can we just lay here
for a minute and not move yet?"

	"I feel so much a part of you right now. Our bodies and our souls
have joined as one. I could stay like this forever. You move when you're
ready."

We lay together for five minutes or so before Lance started to move beneath
me. The feeling of him moving back and forth ever so slightly was almost
like he was masturbating my cock with his ass. I've never felt anything so
erotic. I instinctively started moving as well, pressing my cock into his
ass and then backing off slightly.

	"Chris, could you move you body down just a little to get a better
angle on me?"

	"Let me know when it feels best."

	"Ohhhh, right there. You're hitting my sweet spot. This is so hot!
I'm glad I saved this for you."

Lance would moan every time I thrust into him, clamping his sphincter
muscle around my cock as I tried to pull back. I knew I wouldn't last long
at this rate, but didn't realize how close Lance had gotten with my rubbing
his prostrate. Lance get out a whimper and shot his load all over the
sheets underneath us. His ass tightening around me set me off as I
deposited my cum inside him. We laid in euphoria, still coupled, coming
down and breathing normal again.

	"Jeez, that was awesome! I'm glad you were my first."

	"Same here. That was really special."

And highly inappropriate. I'm his guardian, not his sex daddy. I have to
try and get in control of my urges and respect some boundaries with
him. Don't get me wrong, it was the best sex I've had in years. Of course,
it was the only sex I've had in years. And the only anal sex I've ever had,
man or woman. I know the pleasure I had but Lance seemed to have even
more. He had an orgasm without even touching himself. I'm kind of jealous
of him for that. Maybe I should try the bottom the next time. Wait, what?!?
The next time? I just told myself I have to get my urges under control and
here I am planning the next time?

	"You know, Lance, no one, and I mean no one, can ever find out what
we just did. I'm in a position of responsibility for your well being, not
your sex daddy. Plus, you're underage. I could go to jail and then I would
have broken my promise to stay with you. You have to promise me you won't
tell anyone."

	"You're my 'sex daddy'? I like that. Can I call you that around the
house?"

	"Lance!! Pay attention! You can't tell anyone about us and you
certainly not call me your 'sex daddy'.

	"But isn't that what you are?"

	"No, I'm not! I'm supposed to be the responsible adult in the room
"

	"Not to worry. You are looking after my well being, curing my
horniness. And you are responsible. You're responsible for the best orgasm
I've ever had in my life." Lance snickered.

	"You're hopeless. Please just promise me you won't tell anyone that
we had sex."

	"We didn't have just sex, we made love. And it was wonderful."

Yes it was. But I'm not sure what I have started. Or if I can stop it. Or
if I even want to stop it. I do have strong feelings for Lance but I have
to be very careful and tread carefully. I don't think he understands the
seriousness of this situation.

	"I'm starving. Let's get cleaned up, get dressed and go out for
some breakfast to celebrate," Lance suggested.

We went to the local pancake house for some breakfast.

	"I always eat pancakes after making love." Lance proclaimed.

	"I thought this was your first time?"

	"It was. And my first time eating in a pancake house. So I guess
this makes the beginning of a new tradition," laughing and stuffing a fork
full of pancake in his mouth. When the waiter came by, Lance stopped him.

	"Excuse me. Do you have a lost and found? I lost something this
morning."

Lance looked at me with his devilish grin.

	"No we don't, but if you tell me what you lost I'll ask the
manager."

	"It's kind of personal, I'll ask him myself on the way out. Thanks
anyway."

The little shit! I can tell he is going to have me on edge about letting
this get out.

	"I can see you don't take this seriously so they'll be no more
screwing around between us. Understand?"

	"I hear you but I don't believe you. You'd be in as bad a shape as
me without any more sex."

He was right. Watching him sitting across from me with that goofy grin on
his face as he stuffed forkful after forkful of pancakes in his mouth. The
thought of never kissing him again, feeling his warm, wet lips against
mine. His aggressive tongue invading my mouth as far as it could reach and
then drawing mine after his when he withdrew. The feel of his smooth
teenage body, firm and muscled with just enough baby fat to make his
pliable in my hands. His perfectly formed stiff cut cock. The veins bulging
along the sides leading up to the large purple head, always leaking precum
when he was hard. Just underneath his cock were his sweet tender
balls. They hung low when we showered and the hot water had overheated them
but then tucked up tight when he was about to shoot his load of cum. And
his ass! How could I not mention his tasty bubble butt. His cheeks held
tightly together to hopelessly try and defend against my intrusion, first
with my fingers, then with my manhood. Or pulling on his ass when I suck
his cock and feeling his cheeks get rock hard and squeeze together when he
reaches his climax.

So here I sit in the pancake house with a raging boner in my pants, almost
drooling over a hunk of meat. No, not the bacon or sausage on my breakfast
plate, but the tender hunk of meat sitting across from me. There is no way
I could shut him off from having sex with me. My only hope is that he
doesn't get tired of sex with a middle aged guy and go looking for greener
pastures. Guess I better enjoy it while I can.

	"You're awfully quiet. What's are you thinking about?" Lance asked.

	"Just wondering which one of your trust funds I'll have to empty
out to pay for all the food if you intend to have pancakes after every time
you have sex," grinning at him.

	"Now you're getting with the program. I like the way you're
thinking now."

I was hooked. I could see a lot of pancakes in my future, or at least I
hope so.

As we drove back to the house, Lance asked me what we were going to do for
the rest of the day. I had no specific plans and asked what he would like
to do.

	"You remember I told you I didn't think I wanted to get involved
with the charitable foundation as it seemed to impersonal and I was happy
doing what I'm doing now?"

	"Yes, I remember. I was hoping you'd want to carry on your parents
legacy but what ever you decide if fine. It's your life. But you may be a
little young to be making major life choices yet."

	"My first major decision has been okay, don't you agree?"

	"Which decision is that?" I asked him.

	"Choosing you as my lover!" squeezing my arm.

	"I think it was mutual. But let's get back on topic."

	"The man who came up to me at the wake and so emotional because my
Mother's involvement with his son saved his life. I never realized that
scope of her work could be so personal on an individual level. I guess I
have a lot to learn about what she actually did other than attend fancy
diners to raise money to give away."

	"Both our foundations work in many ways, but always affecting the
lives of those we touch with our works. Take the Gates Foundation for
example. The cardio wing at the hospital was paid for by the foundation but
I still get personally involved. Or at least I try. I remember trying to
get a hold of a rotten little 10 year old kid so I could have given him a
severe spanking for the way he behaved if the guards hadn't stopped me." I
looked at Lance and waited for his reaction.

	"Justice delayed is justice served. Tonight you can fulfil that
mission if you'd like."

	"We're changing the subject again. Get your mind out of the
gutter."

	"It's not in the gutter, just in the bedroom. And besides, you
started that one."

All the way home Lance kept asking questions about the foundation and what
it did and how it functioned. I told him we'd spend as much of the rest of
the day as he wanted initiating him into charity work. As soon as we got in
the house, Lance ripped off his clothes and began pulling mine off.

	"Hey, slow down. I thought you wanted to get to know about the
foundation and how it functions?"

	"I do, but this is still no clothes week in the house. And I don't
want to waste a minute of it."

Now completely naked and both of us sporting semi boners, we headed to his
mother's office. Lance was soaking up every bit of information I gave
him. We were so consumed by the work both of our cocks went limp and
soft. Several times, oh hell, quite a few times, I looked over at Lance
studying some paperwork as he was naked and proud. Just as natural as could
be with no sexual overtones. I had to look back at what I was doing so as
not to get aroused. We broke for lunch and then right back at it. Finally
as supper time approached Lance was getting tired.

	"Damn, there is so much more to it than I ever imagined. I'm not
sure I'll ever be able to handle all of this."

	"Of course you will. You've got three years before you are able to
take over the foundation and the trusts. We'll just take it one step at a
time."

	"You'll still be there to help me when I have to take the reins,
won't you."

	"I've told you before and I'll say it again, I'll be right here
beside you. I'm not going anywhere."

	"Beside me and on top of me as well, right?" Shit eating grin
coming my way.

	"Let's eat and watch TV for a while."

After supper we sat on the couch in the living room and watched some
TV. Lance came and curled up next to me, almost siting in my lap. Two shows
later and Lance was snoring. I turned off the TV and pulled a blanket over
both of us and went to sleep myself.

The next morning I was having an erotic dream, not sure of the actual
subject matter, but it was just like the wet dreams we've all experienced
in high school. The state of arousal was building, your cock was hard and
throbbing and then just as you snapped awake, you cock was shooting out a
huge load of cum all over your sheets. The same euphoric feeling, the same
coming up from underwater feeling and suddenly I'm experiencing a body
shaking orgasm. But instead of spilling my load all over the bed sheets, I
look down now being fully awake and find Lance sucking on my cock and
swallowing mouthful after mouthful of warm salty cum. Turning his head, he
looks up at me.

	"Good morning. Glad you could join me."

	"Hell of a way to wake up, much better than an alarm clock."

	"I woke up and it was just sticking up staring at me, twitching and
begging for some attention. So I gave it some."

	"You sure did, and then some."

	"Breakfast of champions, as I recall someone saying the other
morning."

We both had a good laugh. After breakfast we headed back to the study or
more coaching. I want to shower first but Lance was so anxious to learn
more about the charity work he postponed showers until we broke for lunch.

We broke for lunch, sandwiches, chips and ice tea then Lance headed right
back to the office to go over more records. He seems even more dedicated to
learning about his mother's work than his is about having sex. And that is
a good thing right now. As he read through the files he had more questions
than I could answer. Before I answering one question, he had two more. I
can see why he excels at school.

After an exhausting day we ordered pizza for supper and ate watching
TV. When we finished, Lance complained that I smelled and needed a shower.

	"We both do but you were too busy with paperwork to take time to
wash. Are you ready now?"

	"Last one in the shower had to bend over and pick up the soap,"
lance yelled as he ran for the stairs.

We were already naked, house rules while Mildred was on vacation, so need
need to undress as we both scurried up the stairs. Naturally Lance got to
the shower first and didn't even wait for the water to run hot before his
got in.

	"Beat you! You have to be the one to bend over and pick up the soap
if I drop it," Lance proclaimed with the devil in his eyes.

Little did he know I had been thinking about something along those lines
all day. Our lovemaking the other day was so special I felt that I too
wanted to feel the closeness and spiritual joining of having him inside
me. Watching him going over all the material on the charity and asking so
many intelligent questions impressed the hell out of me. He wasn't just
some frivolous rich kid waiting to get his hands on the family fortune so
he could out and party and buy expensive shit. No, he was more like a
mature adult, an equal if you will, taking his new responsibilities very
seriously. But now the teasing coming from the shower reminded me of just
how much of a teenager he still was.

When the water had warmed up sufficiently I got in the large shower with
Lance. We hugged and kissed briefly and then started washing each other,
slowly and tenderly.

	"Turn around and let me wash you back," Lance offered.

I turned to face the shower wall as Lance began soaping my shoulder, then
down my back. His firm, soapy hands glided over my skin making sure to
scrub every nook and cranny. He got to the base of my back and took both of
my ass cheeks on his hands, squeezing more than washing. I lean closer to
the wall and pushed my ass back towards him.

	"Is that better?"

	"Oh yes, much."

Now his hands were running up and down my ass crack, skipping right over my
hole. I thought for sure he'd spend more time there but this was his way of
teasing me some more.

	"Make sure you get everything nice and clean back there. Don't miss
any areas."

	"I won't, you can be sure of that."

He came back up my crack and then pressed his finger on my hole, wiggling
it around slightly. My moan let him know he was doing the right thing. He
applied a little more pressure against my virgin ass and gently slid a
finger inside. There was a little discomfort but not enough to ask him to
stop. Actually it was enough to make me moan even louder.

	"You want me to clean everywhere, right?"

	"Clean where you are now for certain," I purred.

He pressed his finger further in me until his fist was tight against
me. Then he explored until he found me love button. Wiggling his finger in
a "come here" motion he was setting off sparks in me.

	"You're doing good, too good, Keep that up and we'll have to clean
the shower walls when we get out."

He pulled his finger out and moved his hand around to the front of me to
stroke my cock. It wasn't going to take much of that either to set me off.

	"Lance, let's just finish up getting clean and go get in bed. I
have something I want to ask you."

	"That's sounds ominous."

	"Not at all, let's get finished up."

We finished washing and dried off then headed to the bedroom.

	"Ok, so what's the big ask?"

	"Remember how awesome you felt when we made love. It was the same
for me as well."

	"That's not a question, that's a statement of fact."

	"I know, but know I want you to have the same feeling as I did and
I want the same feeling that you did."

	"You mean you want me to fuck your ass?" Lance blurted out.

	"No, goof ball, I want you to make love to me with you on the top
this time. I want you to take my anal virginity. I want to experience the
same pleasure from you being inside me when you climax. Would you do that
for me?"

	"Of course I would. Do you need help preparing?"

	"No, I can handle that. I'll be right back."

I went back to the bathroom and cleaned out for him, then back to the
bedroom. I got the bottle of lube we had used last time and handed it to
Lance.

	"Would you do the honors?"

Lance smiled and squirted a large glob of lube in his hand then proceeded
to smear it all over my ass and in and around my hole. Finally coating his
stiff cock from tip to base. He motioned for me to roll over.

	"I'd rather try this on my back if it's ok with you. I want to
watch your beautiful face as you enter me."

Lance bent over me and we kissed passionately until the desire between us
had risen to the boiling point.

	"This will hurt a little so if it gets too much, tell me to stop."

	"Not stop, just pause. I really want to do this with you."

Lance lifted my legs and placed them on his shoulders. He inserted a finger
again and started doing what he was doing in the shower. Then he added a
second finger. This time I winced but stayed quiet.

	"Sorry, I'll go slower."

	"No, its fine. Pain and pleasure always go hand in hand."

	"Yes, but sometimes there can be more pain than pleasure when we go
cock in ass."

Always the smart mouth. He worked my hole for a while until it felt
comfortable. Then he removed his fingers and brought the tip of his cock to
me. Rubbing it up and down my ass crack with one hand and rubbing his other
hand over my thighs and across my chest. I was so ready but he was taking
his time to make the experience last as long as he could. He held his cock
against my hole and pushed gently against it. The lube helped but the head
of his cock wouldn't penetrate me.

	"Push out and it will be easier and less painful."

It didn't make sense for me to be pushing out as he was trying to push
in. But I followed his suggestion. As I was pressing down and pushing out I
felt the sharp pain of the head of his cock impregnate me. I inhaled
quickly but managed to smile at him. He looked worried and wanted to stop.

	"We've come this far, what's another 6"," I quipped.

	"Seven inches, but whose counting."

I told him to stay still and I moved back a little to push myself onto his
cock. This way I was in control and could move at my speed. Finally I felt
his legs against my butt.

	"Is that it? Are you all the way in?"

	"Yes, that's all of me."

	"Don't move and let me get used to this and I'll be fine. It feels
better already."

After a few minutes I nodded to Lance who then began to slowly work his
cock back and forth in my ass. With his first movement, there was some more
pain but not enough for me to object. The more he moved, the better it
felt. He leaned down over me and kissed me, shortening his thrusts.

	"I am so glad you wanted to do this. You are right, this is making
love, not just fucking."

Lance sat back up and increased his movements in and out of me, pulling
almost all the way out and then back in deep. He would hit my love button
every third or fourth thrust causing me to moan and my cock to twitch.

	"Oh damn, you are getting me close to cumming!" I warned him.

	"I'll slow down, I want this to last as long as we can."

I was totally at ease now and felt no pain at all. I had an idea. As he
pulled back I squeezed my sphincter around his cock and then pushed out as
he was pushing back into me. I got into a rhythm that matched his. Lance
giggled.

	"What the hell are you trying to do, jerk off my cock with your
ass?"

	"Just trying to add a little variation. I don't want you to get
bored." I smiled up at him.

	"I could do this all day long and all night long and never get
bored. You keep that up and I will cum before you."

	"I'm really close so let's push each other over the edge."

With that, Lance sped up his thrusts, going as deep and as hard as he
could. He was hitting my sweet spot on each thrust now and I was about to
climax.

	"I cumming Lance, I want you to cum as well."

I didn't have to tell him. I felt his cock get harder and he pushed in one
last thrust. I had read about guys who say they can feel the hot cum
shooting inside them. Not so. But I knew he had cum from the tenseness of
his body, the change in his breathing and, oh yeah, his screaming at the
top of his lungs,

	"Holy hell! I'm cumming in your ass!"

That pushed me over the edge, causing my hole to tighten around his cock
and spasm as I shot my load all over my chest. Lance collapsed on top on
me, smearing the cum between the two of us. In a few minutes of rapture, we
caught our breath and went to making out.

	"Now I know how you felt, Lance. I'm glad we did this."

	"And I, you. There is only one problem going forward."

	"What's that?"

	"Who get the top and who gets the bottom next time." Lance smiled
down at me.

	"I guess we just alternate."

	"Sounds like a plan."

I did feel Lance's cock soften inside me. He moved back and it slid out,
along with a generous amount of his cum leaking from my hole. Again,
contrary to popular belief, no 'pop' going in and no 'pop' coming out.

	"Now we need another shower and a change of bed sheets."

	"It was worth the trouble though."

I sent Lance to take a shower while I cleaned up the bed. As he walked out
of the room, I watched his naked body disappear down the hallway. I felt so
at peace, more so than I have in I don't know how long. But I was also
conflicted again. An hour ago he was registering in my mind as a mature
young adult, pouring over charity records and by laws. Now watching him
walk away, I was reminded he is only a fifteen year old child, one that I
am responsible for. Not one I'm supposed to screwing in his own bed. It has
been him coming on to me though and not me sexually abusing him by making
him do things he didn't want to do. He was making me do things I knew I
shouldn't be doing. Is he the abuser? Nope! He's too sweet to be accused of
that. So, does that make him my lover? My boy-toy? He walked back in the
room as I was trying to wrap my head around the whole situation. One look
at his tight sexy body and his smiling face and I didn't give a shit what
kind of label I was trying to put on this. I was in love with him and I
think he was in love with me as well. He came over and climbed into bed.

	"Hurry up and take your shower. We have some serious cuddling to do
before we both fall asleep." Lance instructed me.

Yup, I was in love with him and he was in love with me.



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