Date: Mon, 28 Oct 2013 00:33:04 -0400 From: Jonathan Arten Subject: The Town Slut The characters in this story are all fabrications; the events originate from that same place. This story will contain sexual activities between teens under the age of 18. If this is illegal in your country, then turn back. Now, onto the story.... This is my first time writing any sex (I've written regular stories, though.) I may not be very good, but I sincerely hope you all enjoy this story. ******* Okay. I admit. I'm a total slut. Like a crackhead is addicted to his drug, I'm addicted to sex. Gay sex, to be exact- I love to be pounded and filled (hell, even covered) in cum. It's one of my greater joys in life. My name is Christopher. Now, I get around- alot. There's only a handful of people that haven't fucked me. And the best part about this town, is that all those who do fuck me, have some sort of caring for me. Sure, most of them are straight, but I was friends with alot of them before I turned into a total whore. I knew going in that I wouldn't be loved by any of them- but liked is the next best thing. Now, about me. I'm middle height, with a dark tan. My brown hair is buzzed most of the time. I guess I could be considered skinny, but I've got a very slight layer of fat prevented any abs from showing through. My dick isn't huge- 6 inches, which I guess is good for my age (15). My town is small, always hot in weather, and luckily filled with guys I consider extremely sexy. My best friend, Rob, happened to be in that prestigious group. I guess we could almost be considered a couple. He was almost exactly like me- tanned, a little bit of pudge. He was taller, his voice deep, his hair not buzzed but short. He was the first guy I had full on sex with. We've been going ever since, to the point he's changed from straight to bisexual. Aw, just for me. This warm night was no different. As usual, my parents were out with their friends on this moonlit Friday night. They were good parents, but ever since I hit my teens the trusted me to hold the house down while they hungout with friends almost all weekend. This Friday, however, they left early, so as soon as Rob and I got off the bus and into the house, we were all over each other. Our tongues battled, my arms were wrapped around his neck, and his hands roamed my body, coming to my clothed ass and rubbing and squeezing. We backed through the living room, until we came to the stairs. We broke apart, and he grinned. I returned the grin, and we bounded up the steps, ripping off as much of our clothing as we could without tripping and falling. By the time we got to my room, we were both shirtless and only in our underwear, bulges pressing against our underwear. He was the same size as me- 6 inches- but the main difference was the fact that he was very thick. He gripped me in his arms and took me to my bed, his mouth on mine, clothed dicks grinding. The kiss was sloppier the hornier we got; and it seems to last for hours, the pleasure from our grinding dicks making us both moan lightly. I flipped him off of me, continuing the kiss for a few moments, before kissing down his body. Over his slightly chubby stomach, over the slight dusting of hair under his belly button, until I got to the band of his underwear, his thick dick pressing into my neck. I brought my fingers up into the band, pulling it down, until his cock popped out, slapping his stomach. I took in every detail, as I usually did; the pubic hair, trimmed very short; the dick and its thick tan shaft and large pink head; the balls that hung low. I loved the sight, but loved the taste even more. I lined the thickness up with my mouth, opened wide, and took it to the base on the first gulp. "Fuckkkkk...." he moaned, his hips bucking slightly. I kept in my my mouth for a few moments, and then went back up, the tip still in my mouth; my tongue licked around his head, lapping up the leaking precum. Then I began moving up and down, faster and faster, our eyes locking; his met mine with that look I loved; the look of pleasure, but the look of- not quite love- but caring. His hands found the back of my head, and began pushing me harder, his moans increasing in volume and speed. I had been with him enough times to know he was close. I didn't want him to go just yet, so I did a cruel thing, and pulled off just before he got there. He moaned out in protest, but was silenced when I pounced over him on my hands and knees, once more meeting his lips in an even sloppier kiss. I felt his hands pull down my underwear, squeezing my ass; after a few moments, he shoved a dry finger in. I moaned into his mouth; these brief moments of roughness were what I loved about our sex. He began moving the finger and out, and before long was scissoring with 2 fingers, preparing me for his thickness. "Just fuck me...." I almost yelled. "I don't think you're ready yet..." he said, his two fingers still stretching me. "Hell yes I am!" This time, I definitely yelled. He took his two fingers out, lowering my ass with his other hand. I felt his thick cock poke at my hole, slicked with precum and my spit. Tired of his tentativeness, I slammed my mouth on his to silence the moans (or even screams) I knew were going to come from me, and impaled myself on it. His moans of pleasure were silence by my screams, still loud even with my mouth muffled by his; my hole stretched to accomadate his girth. I began bouncing my ass on it, the pain turning to pleasure quickly. His hands grasped my hips, our kiss intensifying as he hammered in harder, harder, and harder, blasting my asshole with his thickness. After a solid ten minutes of our sweat slicked bodies rubbing up on each other as his dick pounded my hole, he ripped his mouth away from mine so he could moan out "Fuck, here it comes!" I slid down his body, taking his cock in my mouth and sucking. Soon, he moaned loudly, his delicious cum flooding my mouth. It was quick, hot and dirty sex; just like the first round always was. (By the end of the weekend, the final fuck session is always the best- long, passionate, and very sweaty). I crawled up next to him, his arms wrapping around me. He puffed out a breath, and summed in up in one sentence. "That was fucking hot." ___________________ End of part 1! I hope you guys liked it! Again, it's my first story and I'm learning, so any reviews are greatly appreciated!