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Gay love story. High school. Explicit sex.
A well-endowed high school athlete, who considers himself straight, is resigned to being appreciated only for his
"equipment" when he suddenly finds himself falling into an unexpected relationship with a fellow jock.
THE GENITAL GYMNAST
tired and nerves a bit raw after the tryout, Joe made his way out of
the gym. He was headed down the hall toward the locker room when a
hand clamped down on his shoulder.
Dude, great tryout!” a friendly voice bellowed in his ear.
“That was a perfect dismount from the pommel horse!”
Joe turned to see a blinding smile of even white teeth on the sweaty
face of a member of the gymnastics team. “Thanks. I was a bit
nervous, but I think I did okay. I hope I make the team.”
harrumphed. “It'll be tough making this team, coming in as a
senior and a new guy at mid-semester. This high school is huge and
floating in gymnastics talent as far as I can see, especially the
seniors.” He gave a self-deprecating chuckle. “The school
I came from was tiny, so I was a big fish in a little pond.”
worry,” the guy said soothingly, placing his arm over Joe's
shoulders, “you WILL make the team.”
Joe responded doubtfully, “we'll see what the coaches say
tomorrow.” He stopped walking and looked questioningly at his
admirer. “Anyway, what makes you so sure I'll make the team?”
earned him another dazzling smile. “I've been on the team for three years, so I know what these guys can do. Don't worry.
You're good enough.”
smiled and stuck out his hand. “I'm Joe. Glad t'meetcha.”
Wade,” he said, taking Joe's hand in a firm grip. They had made
their way into the locker room. Randy clapped him on the back.
“Welcome to the team my man.” He waved and loped off to
lockers were ensconced in a series of bays lining the corridor, each
bay containing about two dozen lockers. Joe moved to number 276 and
stripped. Picking up a towel, he headed for the showers, which were
also divided into tiled bays containing four shower heads each. As he
walked past each one, it was filled with four naked chattering boys.
He stepped into the first bay with an empty shower head, and came
face to face with that dazzling smile again.
turned the water on at the empty shower. “Welcome Joe. Come in
and get drowned.” Joe thanked him and began to lather himself.
Randy pointed to the two boys across the bay. “This is Lynn and
Cliff. They're on the team. Their nicknames are Trip and Fall, so you
and I are gonna have to work hard to take up the slack.” The
two seniors laughed, Lynn giving Randy the bird and Cliff giving him
a raspberry. Then, they shook hands with Joe.
stopped and Joe turned his back to them to lather his hair. He rinsed
and began to slowly apply conditioner, taking the opportunity to
study Randy as the boy turned this way and that, washing the suds off
his body. Joe thought it was a magnificent body! Randy was tall for a
gymnast, maybe five feet eight or nine inches. His head was crowned
by golden blond hair, cut short; handsome face with blue eyes and
full lips; massive arms and shoulders; broad chest tapering down to a
tiny waist; flat stomach and narrow hips mounted on muscular thighs
that spoke of thousands of weighted squats in the gym. And, his
perfectly round six inch penis hanging limply over a pair of heavy
balls didn't escape Joe's notice either.
gaze rose to catch Randy's face in profile, just in time to see it
break into another prize-winning smile. Oh God! And, it was complete
with dimples! Joe's dick twitched and started to inflate.
eyes were fixed across the way. Joe followed his gaze to Lynn and
Cliff, and his eyes went wide. The boys were sporting impressive
erections and grinning like Cheshire cats. Taking in the sight, Joe's
dick rose to full staff, while Randy's cock stayed soft.
three guys just continued grinning at each other for half a minute.
“Well, you gonna do it?” Cliff finally asked, stroking
smile morphed into a bemused smirk as he looked down at his dick and
concentrated on it for a few seconds. The piece of meat slowly soared
to a forty-five degree angle, bobbing with his heartbeat at more than
eight uncut inches. “Hm,” Joe thought, “he's a
'shower' AND a 'grower.'”
smile slid off Cliff's face. “Son-of-a-bitch, that's amazing!”
he muttered, echoing Joe's sentiments precisely. “I get the
biggest charge every time I see you do that!” Cliff continued,
shaking his head in wonder. With apparent difficulty, he raised his
gaze from Randy's throbbing cock to the boy's face, and his grin
returned. “C'mon man, I gotta have me some of that” All
three turned off their showers and moved toward the locker room.
Randy passed, he noticed Joe's erection and nodded for him to follow.
Thoroughly curious, Joe shook himself, grabbed his towel and padded
along behind the guys. As they made their way, the noise of bare feet
slapping concrete was the only sound echoing off the tile walls. They
were the last boys in the locker room. When the quartet arrived in
front of Randy's locker, he shoved a bench against it and sat down.
Leaning back, he spread his legs. His long cock pointed straight up,
describing lazy circles as Cliff knelt on his folded towel in front
of it. Lynn and Joe took up positions on either side of Cliff.
boy immediately adopted the demeanor of a worshiper in church.
Reverently, he placed both hands on the tower of flesh and began to
stoke it, alternately covering and uncovering the pale pink head with
the foreskin. Joe and Lynn were no less intent on Cliff's worship,
slowly stroking their dicks.
a clear drop of pre-cum appeared at Randy's piss slit. Cliff crooned
in appreciation. He pulled the foreskin over the big dick head and
inserted a finger, spreading the natural lubricant around. All four
boys moaned in unison.
and Lynn's eyes never left the big cock, but Joe allowed his gaze to
take in all of Randy for a moment. The boy sat with his eyes closed,
head leaned back against the locker, his hands clinched lightly at his
sides. He was obviously enjoying Cliff's ministrations, but the look
on his face betrayed almost amused indifference. Joe thought that was
Cliff was an accomplished masturbator, to which no one
could be immune, including Randy. Gradually, ardor was aroused in all
four boys. The scent of male musk permeated the area. Randy began to
sweat as Cliff slowly masturbated him with first one hand, then the
other, then both hands.
few minutes later, Lynn moaned as his nut sack drew up tight. He took
another few pulls on his cock and arched his back. Groaning
loudly, he shot his load over the bench. Satiated, he relaxed and
smiled down at Randy. “Thanks Buddy. That was soooo hot!”
Randy acknowledged him with a smile, and Lynn picked up his towel and
Cliff, busy worshiping Randy's dick, was oblivious to everything
going on around him.
excited—by the whole episode, Joe abandoned his own cock for
the moment. He couldn't understand Randy's lack of reaction to this
super-hot scene, even though it was just locker room
horseplay. So, he sat on the bench and began stroking Randy's stomach
and chest. Randy's eyes flew open and looked at Joe with curious
wonder. Joe smiled at him, but continued to stroke his body. Randy
gave Joe a cockeyed smile in return and closed his eyes once more.
Joe stroked the boy's body, he luxuriated in the feeling
of soft skin stretched over rock hard muscles. Presently, his fingers
found Randy's nipples, hard nubs crowning hairless pectorals. Joe
stopped stroking them and stared for a few seconds. His mouth
watered. Those beautiful wonders of nature demanded to be sucked.
Unable to resist, he slowly lowered his head to one and took it
between his lips.
eyes flew open once more. His lips parted, emitting a soft sigh. His
hand began to caress Joe's hair.
aroused by Randy's taste and scent, Joe's fingertips continued to
stroke the muscular stomach and nipples while his lips kissed their way up
to his shoulder, then to the soft skin of his neck. Randy moaned and
hugged Joe to him.
this point, Cliff--smothered in a cloud of lust--began to jack the
head of Randy's dick rapidly with one hand and his own cock with the
other. He stuttered, “A-a-are you about there Randy?”
pulled away and Randy stared down at his dick. After concentrating for a few seconds, he gave a loud
groan, tensing every muscle in his body. His cock swelled and
erupted. Ropes of semen blasted out of its tip. The first shot
smacked against the locker to the left of Randy's head. The second
hit him on the left cheek. The third landed on his Adam's apple. The
fourth, fifth and six shots came to rest on his chest and stomach. Each
blast laid a neat line of cum along the length of the boy's torso.
watched the display with glazed eyes and did not stop pumping the
huge cock, even through his own climax. As the last dribbles of cum
oozed out of Randy's dick, he gently petted the quivering column as if it was a holy relic. Presently, his breathing returned to
normal; his eyes cleared; and his mind seemed to return to this world
and time zone. He grinned up at Randy and shook his head. “Oh
man, that was so hot!” He stood, grabbing his towel. “Want
me to clean you up?” Randy smiled and shook his head. “Okay
then. Thanks man.” He mopped his face with his towel and left.
with his own cum, Randy leaned his head against the locker and looked
at Joe with a blank expression. “You didn't cum,” he said simply.
smiled and shrugged. He picked up his towel and began to clean
Randy's stomach and chest. When he reached the boy's
Adam's apple, he dropped the towel and licked the dollop from the
smooth skin. He pulled back to meet Randy's wide eyes. Smiling in
return, he licked the sweet cum off the boy's cheek. Their eyes met
once again, their faces centimeters apart, their breaths suddenly short.
Joe gently licked Randy's soft lips, then kissed him. Randy tensed
momentarily, then relaxed, opening his mouth. His arms encircled Joe
as they completed a deep kiss.
Joe pulled away, Randy's face was a mask of wonder, then confusion,
then embarrassment. He chuckled nervously and pointed to his still
hard cock. “Hey, you didn't pay any attention to my dick.”
Joe moved between Randy's legs and placed his hands on the bench on
either side of Randy's thighs and performed a hand stand. Looking
down at the massive tool, he said, “Hello Randy's cock. I see
that you are big and beautiful, and have no end of admirers. But, I
want to get to know all of Randy, not just you.”
giggled uncontrollably. He flexed his muscles causing his dick to
flip up and smack Joe in the forehead. Then, he leaned forward and
nipped Joe's butt with his teeth. Loosing concentration, Joe wobbled
and flipped awkwardly to his feet. Randy burst out laughing, “Oh
boy, that was the clumsiest dismount I've ever seen.”
Joe whined, “Hey, no fair! I was just doing as you asked.”
smiled comfortably at each other, then Randy said, “I guess I'd
like to get to know you better too. Want to come over to my place and
hang out for a while?”
dressed and exited the building. Their two cars were the last in the
student parking lot, about six spaces apart. Randy drove a sleek, two-
door sport car. “Hey, nice wheels,” Joe enthused.
said, “Thanks. My folks gave it to me when I got my drivers
license two years ago.”
said, “Yeah, my parents gave me mine when I got my license
stopped in his tracks, looking at Joe's four-wheel drive pickup, with
paint scrapes and dents in all four fenders. Laughing, he said, “Are
you sure you got your license?”
giggled. “Yeah, I got the damned thing, but it's a
well-established fact that I'm a bad driver.” Randy just shook
his head. “So, I'll follow you to your house?”
Randy quipped, “Yeah, but not too close.”
Joe smacked him. “Dipshit.”
minutes later, they pulled into the driveway of a nice two-story
house with a three-bay garage. Randy led the way inside. “My
folks are at work and won't be home until later.” He moved
through to the kitchen. “Drink?” Joe nodded. Opening the
refrigerator, he asked, “Coke okay?” Again, Joe nodded.
Randy extracted two Cokes and threw one to him.
seemed full of nervous energy. His feet were never still and his eyes
darted around the room. “Ya know, practice is going to start in
earnest next week. We gotta keep pumped until then. I've got a gym in
back of the garage where we could work out. Wanna see it?”
face brightened. “You bet!”
led the way out the back door, across the patio and through a door in
back of the garage. Flipping a light switch, he revealed a fully
equipped gym, gleaming in the florescent light. Joe roamed the space,
touching the bench, weight set, pulleys, stationary bike and
treadmill. A large padded exercise mat dominated the center of the
floor. “Wow!” he exclaimed. “This is great! Yeah,
I'll work out here with you, as often as you want me to.”
was pleased. Grinning he said, “Then come home with me every
afternoon this week.”
got a deal Dude.” Joe noticed a mountain bike and ten-speed
against the far wall. “Oh, you like to ride bikes?”
bet! Want to take a spin? There's a bike path that runs along the
back of our property.”
retired to Randy's bedroom to change. He rummaged through a drawer,
extracting two pairs of bike shorts. Throwing one to Joe, he took
the opportunity to observe the boy as they changed. Joe was a couple
of inches shorter than Randy, but perfectly proportioned, with the
massive muscles of a gymnast. He noted that the icing on the cake was
Joe's handsome face framed by dark hair. His big brown eyes seemed to
look right into your soul. Randy stopped looking when his gaze came
to rest on his new friend's soft red lips, the lips that had kissed
him so sweetly.
in the gym, each boy grabbed a bike and wheeled it onto the path.
Smiling, they mounted and Randy set a good pace through the park-like
setting. Fortunately, they could ride side by side, and chatted
happily for about ten miles. They dismounted for a break when they
reached a small lakeside park. Laying the bikes aside, they sprawled
on the grass.
studied Randy for a moment, then asked, “Are you comfortable
looked up with raised eyebrows. “Yeah, sure.”
I hope you won't be offended when I ask you something.”
was that all about in the locker room?”
snickered derisively. “Well, I did invite you into that scene,
so I owe you an explanation. I've known Cliff and Lynn since
kindergarten. There's about a half dozen other guys in our group too.
We live close to each other and have gone all the way through school
together. Physically, I developed faster than them, at least as far
as my cock and balls are concerned. I'm also the only uncut one in
the group. So, from the time we first began to explore our bodies, my
dick fascinated them. And it's become their plaything. Almost every
time any of us get together we wind up in a circle jerk.”
"How do you do that trick of concentrating on your dick to make it do
what you want it to? It looked like you actually willed yourself to
Randy smiled. "It's just something I've learned to do over the years." He shrugged. "The guys call me The Genital Gymnast."
giggled. “That's wild.”
did not laugh. “Yeah. The whole thing with the guys was ... about ten years ago.”
observed, “Oh. I see. I noticed that you weren't into the scene
as much as Cliff and Lynn.”
you're right. Sometimes I'm not in the mood for a circle jerk when the
guys are. I guess that's why I developed the concentration thing.”
do you let it go on?”
shrugged. “It's been going on so long I don't know how to stop
it. And besides, they're the only friends I've got, if you can call
knitted his brow in confusion. “What do you mean?”
thought for a moment. “I don't know how to explain it. We've
known each other all our lives; we do things socially; but, the only
thing we really have in common is my dick.” He shrugged,
suggested, “You can make other friends.”
barked a mirthless laugh. “Not with my reputation.”
At Joe's questioning look, he continued. “You know how kids
gossip. Well, it didn't take long for the news of my big dick to get
around. And among guys, a big cock is intimidating. So, when someone
looked at me, all they could think about was my big meat. If they did
approach me, all they were interested in was talking about it.
Especially the girls. They were all over me. But they were interested
in only one thing.” He barked another laugh. “Shit, I can
get a date any day I want. But all any girl wants with me is to get in bed. I've probably fucked most of the girls in the
junior and senior class – once.”
didn't know what to say. The sadness in Randy's voice was
did think that one girl I dated last year was nice. Of course we
wound up fucking on our first date. But, I asked her out again. Took
her to a nice restaurant. We were sitting in a circular booth; the
lights were low; we were away from everyone else, all nice and cozy.
I was ready for some conversation when she reached over and began
massaging my dick through my pants.” He gave a sardonic grin.
“She was really good at it, and I remembered what she had done
to it on our first date. So I got hard, really quick. She unzipped my
pants and jacked me off very slowly all through the meal. When I was
ready to cum, she placed a slice of bread on my crotch and I shot all
over it. Guess what she did with the bread?”
mouth was agape. “She didn't?!”
giggled. “Yep, she ate it.” Then, he turned serious. “I
took her home and never spoke to her again.”
He sighed. "I haven't dated another girl since then." He smiled wickedly. "My folks think I'm turning gay."
didn't know what to say, so he kept quiet. Actually, he thought that
Randy must be one very lonely guy.
stared at Joe for several minutes, then announced, “You kissed
by the sudden change of topic, Joe said, “Yeah.” Then,
with a shy grin. “Did you like it?”
thought for a moment. “Yeah. It was a great kiss. When your
tongue touched mine, it was like an electric shock.”
I the first boy that ever kissed you?”
hum. Joe, are you gay?”
looked into Randy's eyes. “I like girls well enough, but yeah, I'm gay. That bother you?”
shook his head. “Naw. I'm cool with that.” He giggled.
“The other thing I noticed about your kiss was your beard.”
laughed. Then, Randy looked at his watch. “We better get back.
My folks will have dinner ready in a little while.”
they entered the house, Randy introduced Joe to his parents as a
member of the gymnastics team. They greeted him warmly. Being
familiar with gymnastics, they questioned him about his performance
in the various events. With an innocent expression, Randy said, “He's
great on the floor exercise. You should see him do a handstand.”
Joe gave him a what-are-you-up-to look. With an evil grin, Randy
goaded him.“Go on Joe, show us what you can do with a hand
stand.” Mr. and Mrs. Wade encouraged him, so Joe walked into
the center of the room and flashed Randy a you-are-so-dead look
before he went into the stand. He walked around the room on his hands
for a few moments, then stopped directly in front of Randy.
he said, “raise your arms above your head.” Randy
complied. Joe bent his knees and encircled Randy's waist with his
legs. “Rest your elbows on my legs and grab the under side of
my thighs.” Again, Randy complied. “Now, flex your knees.
I'm coming up.” Randy flexed his knees to counter-balance Joe's body
weight, and Joe slowly lifted his body into a sitting position, placing
his arms around Randy's neck. Quickly, he grabbed Randy in a
headlock and scrubbed his hair with his knuckles.
laughed as Joe slid from Randy's arms to the floor. Mrs. Wade invited
him to stay for dinner, but he declined, stating that his family was
boys chatted comfortably in Randy's bedroom while Joe changed into
his street clothes. “Thanks for inviting me over. I had a
really good time,” Joe said as he picked up his backpack to
stopped him with a gentle hand on his shoulder. Staring down at Joe's
big brown eyes, he asked softly, “Why did you kiss me?”
eyes widened for a moment, then he smiled. “It just seemed the
right thing to do under the circumstances. I wanted to kiss you, but
the important thing was to give you some pleasure.”
returned the smile. “Well thanks, you did.” He paused for
a moment before releasing Joe's shoulder. “Will you ever kiss
and when the time is right.”
chuckled. “I can see that getting to know you is going to be
returned to the kitchen where Joe thanked Mr. and Mrs. Wade for their
hospitality. Randy walked him out to his car, and said tentatively,
“Then you'll come over after school tomorrow to work out?”
climbed into the driver's seat. “Wouldn't
miss it Dude. We gotta be ready to take up the slack for Trip and
Fall.” The little four-by-four roared to life and they waved
good bye as he backed out of the driveway.
next afternoon, Joe met Randy in the parking lot and followed him
home. They were both pumped because Joe had made the team. And Joe
had additional news: he qualified to enter the regional competition
based on his performance at his former school. They took a five mile
bike ride to warm up, then spent two hours working out in the gym.
After the workout, they bathed in the gym's shower, and Joe went home
to have dinner with his family.
set the pattern for the rest of the week. The bike rides allowed the
boys to chat and get to know each other, raising their comfort level higher each day. Joe was astonished to
discover that Randy was a musician, a jazz pianist. He
was also a composer. His interest there lay in musical theater. He aspired to become another Andrew Lloyd Webber. Randy
learned that Joe wanted to be a journalist, an old fashioned
newspaper reporter and that he had sung in show choir at his old
school. They both found that they had wicked senses of humor and
delighted in pulling pranks on each other.
Friday, Randy had persuaded Joe to
stay for dinner after their workout. After the meal, they retired to the family room and
Randy played the piano. At Joe's insistence, he played one of his
compositions. Randy badgered him until Joe relented and sang along,
in a tolerable baritone. Randy sang harmony in a remarkable bass
baritone. With this discovery, Mrs. Wade dug out a Rogers and
Hammerstein song book and the boys regaled them with an evening of
musical theater. The delightful evening came to an end when Joe and
Mrs. Wade tried to sing "People Will Say We're In Love" with straight
faces. The entire group dissolved into uncontrollable fits of
Randy walked Joe to his car. “Joe, I have an idea. The music
department at the university is giving a performance of West Side
Story. How about us having dinner at a nice restaurant and then
taking in the show tomorrow night?”
grinned. “Love to. It's a date.”
eyes widened. He laughed nervously. “I guess it does sound like
a date, doesn't it?”
Randy's discomfort, Joe said, “Hey, it was just an expression.
I'd love to see the show with you.” Grinning wickedly, he
added, “No strings attached, and I promise not to grope you in
Randy laughed easily. “Well, you are the perfect gentleman ...
but no fun.” Joe giggled. “I just thought that we should
celebrate your joining the team and your going to regional
competition.” Randy's face turned serious. “You could
sleep over afterward too.”
cocked an eyebrow, but refrained from making a wisecrack. He didn't
know how Randy was feeling about the two of them. They were solid
friends; he was sure of that. He would like to take the relationship
further. But, if all Randy wanted was friendship, he would be
satisfied with that. He smiled at his new friend and said, “I'll
bring my toothbrush.”
face split into a dazzling smile. “Great! Bring your toothbrush
here about five o'clock.”
enjoyed the dinner and the show very much, and were back at Randy's
house about midnight, singing songs from West Side Story. But, their voices fell silent as they undressed in Randy's room.
When they were nude, Randy
placed his arms on Joe's shoulders and looked into his big brown
eyes. “Thanks for this week and for going out with me tonight.
I've enjoyed your company so much. You're fun to be with and to talk
to. You've become a good friend.”
Joe thought, well, I'm willing to give him that ... if that's all
staring into Joe's eyes, Randy continued. “Actually, you've
become more than a friend to me.” He became extremely unsure of
himself, apparently wanting to say more, but could not.
placed his arms around the boy's neck and said, “I think the
appropriate time has arrived.” And, he drew Randy into a
passionate kiss. His hands began to caress Randy's flesh, and his
minutes later, they pulled apart. Breathing heavily, Randy exclaimed,
“Wow!” He grabbed Joe's hand and pulled him down on the
Joe lay on
his back, Randy on his side, nervously stroking the boy's chest. Joe
took Randy's head between his hands and asked softly, “Are you
sure this is what you want?”
nodded. “Yeah, but I don't know what to do.”
smiled. “Just make love to me.” Randy's face morphed into a question mark. “Just make love to me like you would to a
girl. My body's not THAT different from a girl's.” Randy didn't
seem convinced. “Making love is making love. Go ahead, give it
to stroke Joe's face and hair, and seemed to relax a bit. He
kissed Joe tenderly, then let his tongue travel. He explored his friend's
ears, the soft skin of his neck and shoulders, and his Adam's apple.
All the while, Joe murmured encouragement. His fingers stroked every
part of Joe's body they could reach as his tongue teased, worried and
suckled each nipple.
By this time, they were both very hard.
scent is different from a girl's. It excites me. I can actually taste
it when I lick your body,” Randy murmured. “Your skin is
so soft, but your muscles are so hard underneath. That's soooo hot!”
His tongue found and cleaned Joe's navel, while his fingers tried to
find all of his lover's erogenous zones.
Suddenly, he froze as his fingers found Joe's rampant penis.
Joe, breathing heavily and writhing under Randy's ministrations said,
“Oh God! Don't stop now! A girl has a clitoris and I have a penis.
They feel the same. So go on!”
Randy stroked Joe's genitals, drawing approving comments.
Emboldened, Randy moved between his lover's legs, slowly kissing and
stroking the inside of each muscular calf and thigh. Writhing with
lust, Joe grabbed Randy's shoulders and stuttered, “Make love
to me. Fuck me!”
eyes widened. “Won't I hurt
if you do it right. Have you got any lube?” Randy reached into
the night stand drawer, retrieving a tube. Joe flipped him onto
his back and knelt between his legs, pushing them to his chest. He
took Randy's cock in one hand, slowly jacking it while massaging
with a lubed finger.
yelped and grabbed his knees, exposing more of his butt to Joe. "Oh
man, that feels awesome!" he exclaimed. Joe continued to worry his
rectum for a few
minutes, much to Randy's delight. Finally, he inserted a finger,
sending chills of sensation
through his lover's body. His finger found the prostate gland, gently
nudging it. "Holy fucking shit!" Randy
"That's what I will feel when you have intercourse with me." He removed his
finger from Randy, then lubed his penis and his own rectum. "Now,
please make love to me." Smiling, Joe rolled onto his back and stuffed a pillow under his butt.
Randy felt unsure, but nodded and crawled between Joe's
legs. Locking eyes with his lover, he pressed the head of his cock to
Joe's anus. He felt the boy relax, allowing his huge shaft to slowly
sink into him. The feeling was intense, but not the same as with a
girl. Joe's sphincter gripped him tightly as the boy's muscular legs
gripped his waist. His dick never felt so big and so hard. The feeling
Joe pulled him down for a long kiss, then said, "Please, make love to me, long and slow."
His eyes still locked with Joe's, Randy began to pump, very slowly.
With each thrust, the sensations radiated from his groin throughout his
body. For many long minutes, he planted kisses on Joe's face, ears,
neck and shoulders. Presently, he saw Joe's eyes roll up into his head
and felt the boy's fingers clawing the muscles of his back. As they
took their pleasure from each other, the scent of Joe's musk ignited
his passion. He licked behind the boy's ears, tasting his lover's lust.
Then, he felt his testicles tighten as the hot tingling sensation in
his groin spread, reaching his prostate. The gland swelled and he
crossed the point of no return.
At that moment, Joe pulled him down for a deep kiss, moaning into
Randy's mouth as they ejaculated at the same time. They hunched and
ground their bodies together, writhing as the ultimate feeling overcame
Gradually, the sensations diminished and they began to relax. As they
rolled onto their sides, Joe pulled Randy into an embrace. His eyes
were moist. "Oh God Randy! You were wonderful! Thank you."
Tears flowed down Randy's face as he shook his head. "No Joe. Thank
you." He stroked the boy's face. "For the first time, I know what
'making love' means. I wasn't just fucking somebody. I was making LOVE
to YOU," he said with a look of wonder on his face.
Joe smiled and kissed him softly, then turned off the bedside lamp and pulled the covers over them.
As Joe gradually wakened the next morning, he became conscious of the
delicious warmth of Randy's hard body next to him, the boy's head
cradled in the hollow of his shoulder, his calloused fingers stroking
the hair on his chest. He turned his head and smiled at his lover.
"This is such a nice way to wake up," he mumbled.
Without opening his eyes, Randy snuggled closer. "You held me like this all night," he crooned.
"How do you know?" Joe sighed.
"I kept waking up every hour to make sure you were really here," he chuckled softly.
Joe smiled and bestowed a kiss on Randy's nose. "I take it you're okay with last night."
"Oh yeah! It was fantastic. But, in spite of what you said, it was
different than being with a girl." He paused, thinking. "I mean,
besides the difference in plumbing, it FELT different. I don't know how
to explain what I mean."
reflected for a moment. "Yeah, in the other town where we lived I had
the same feeling with Brad. First, we became friends, then
eventually boyfriends. Once I recognized what I felt for him, I
realized that I had never felt the same with a girlfriend.
The feelings I had for Brad were much more intense. We resonated
together, the highs higher and the lows lower." He sighed. "That's the
closest thing I've experienced so far to being IN love."
"In love? Do you think I might be falling in love with you?" Randy asked quietly.
Joe smiled wickedly and rolled over on top of Randy. "Well, let's see.
Did you have to concentrate on your dick to get hard last night?"
Randy grinned. "No."
"Did you have to concentrate on it to cum?"
Joe kissed the boy passionately and felt Randy's shaft harden between
them. Breathing heavily, he released his lover from the kiss. "I think
The Genital Gymnast has given his last performance. I want you all for
"I'm yours Joe." Randy pulled him down for another long kiss.
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