Date: Tue, 1 Apr 2003 19:26:25 -0600
From: Mark Reid <mreid14@cox.net>
Subject: The Adventures of Pete Cordell, Lessons Learned, Part 7

This is the seventh part of Lessons Learned, starring my hero, Pete
Cordell. This series would not be nearly as good without the editorial help
of CJ, who has my deepest thanks.

This is a story of gay men performing consensual sex acts with other gay
men. If you are underage or if these stories violate the law where you
live, then please don't read. Also, if such acts disgust or outrage you,
then again, please don't read. Note that in these stories, unsafe sex does
occur, but only where all parties involved are HIV negative, and know this
because of regular testing (or they're virgins). Every sexually active
person, gay or straight, should be tested regularly for HIV. Knowing your's
and your partner's status can save your life!

Part 7
Pete

     I looked at him and said, "Damn that was hot." Looking down, I saw his
dick had gotten hard and I grabbed it. He returned the favor and grabbed my
hard-on. After a few minutes of kissing and fondling, I said, "Ted, I think
your son is hot, but quite frankly he's a little young for me. I prefer his
dad. Do you want to see what two old fogies can do?"
     "Old fogies, indeed," he said. You are what, 32?"
     "Try 34," I replied. "And you're what, 39?"
     "I wish," he said. "I just turned 44. And you know what, after these
last two years, I feel like a teenager. And yes, I'd like to spend some
time getting to know you better. It's been years since I've been with
anyone outside of the family. I mean, I love Bob and the boys, but the boys
are young, and they've got their lives to live, and Bob is so familiar to
me that I can hit his buttons without really trying. Bob and I are talking
about setting up house together after the boys leave for college, but we've
already talked about bringing others in to keep things fresh. I think
you're incredibly hot, and I want to spend some quality time with you
without everyone else around."
     I stared into his blue eyes and said, "I want that too." I then leaned
over and kissed him as I rolled my body on top of his. The kiss continued
for some time, soft and slow, as our hands lazily explored each other's
body. I loved the feel of his hairy body pressed against mine, and the feel
of his stubbly chin and cheeks against my face. Pulling back, I asked,
"Have you ever considered growing a beard?"
     He laughed, "I did about a year ago. I loved it, but I caught heat
from Steve. He said the gray in it made me look like my father."
     "Well," I said, "I think you'd look hot. I figured you had the hair
for it. I'd love to grow one, but I still don't have to shave every day."
     "Lucky you," he said. "I love your hairless body. I've thought about
shaving mine, but have never been able to bring myself to do it."
     "Don't you dare!" I said. "I love hairy men."
     "Good," he said, "Now love me some more," and we continued kissing and
caressing.
     After a few minutes, I pulled away from his mouth, and started licking
at his ears. I could tell from his moans that he enjoyed it, and I
continued for some time, before moving down to his neck. I started biting
it, and his body jerked. "Be gentle," he said. "I would have a problem
explaining a hickey at work on Monday." I moved down to his collarbone and
started sucking. His body shook, and I stopped long enough to say, "They
won't see one here, or any of the other places I might leave my mark." I
lifted his arms high over his head, and held them there, exposing his
armpits, filled with a thick mat of blonde hair. The smell coming from them
was heavenly, and I buried my face in the right one, savoring the smell of
a hot man as my tongue licked up the salty sweat stored there. Like me, he
obviously didn't use deodorant when camping, so my tongue didn't dry out
like it would if he had. He groaned as I licked and pulled at his hairs
with my teeth, before moving to the other pit and repeating the same
thing. Moving south, I ran my tongue through his sweaty blond hair until I
reached his nipple. I started flicking it with my tongue before opening my
mouth and sucking on it, lightly at first, and then with more and more
pressure and his groans got louder and louder. I then started to lightly
nibble on it. "Oh, God!" he cried. "That's it! Chew on my nipple!" He
grabbed my head and pulled it against his chest, and I started biting on it
with more and more pressure. He obviously loved it, and I continued,
feeling it get harder and harder until I finally moved to the other nipple,
giving it the same treatment.
     "God, that's good," he said. "I love it rough, and the boys and Bob
are always afraid they're hurting me. They've never figured out that I like
the pain."
     Taking the hint, I pulled off and grabbed his tits in my fingers,
tugging on them harder and harder, feeling his body writhe in the
pleasure. Once I figured he would be feeling my fingers for days to come, I
started licking down his body, stopping at his navel just long enough to
stick my tongue inside. I then continued downward, until I reached his hard
dick. I could see pre-cum leaking from his long foreskin, and I took my
tongue and worked it inside, licking up all of the pre-cum. Pulling back, I
took his foreskin in my mouth, and started chewing on it. The harder I
chewed, the more he groaned. As I continued to chew, I reached up and
started tugging on his sore nipples again. He yelled and said, "Turn
around. I want your big dick where I can get at it." Never releasing his
foreskin from my teeth, I swung my body up so that my dick was in his
face. He grabbed my foreskin in his teeth, and started chewing with
abandon. It was my turn to groan, and we continued to play with each
other's foreskin as only two uncut men can.
    After a few minutes, he opened his mouth and, grabbing my ass cheeks,
pulled my entire 9" into his mouth. He gagged, but didn't pull off; rather,
he held it there as his throat became accustomed to it, and then started
using his throat muscles to give me incredible pleasure. I opened my mouth,
and took his thick 8" all the way down.
     We continued in a lazy 69 for a number of minutes, enjoying both the
sensations from our cocks and the pleasure of having a big dick down our
throats. The feel of his throat muscles on my dick was incredible, and I
tried my damnedest to give him as much pleasure as he was giving
me. Feeling what he was doing to me, I actually figured out a few tricks I
had never known before, and I applied them to his dick with great
pleasure. His moans from around my dick told me that they worked.
     Finally, he pulled off of my dick and, grabbing my waist, sank my butt
against his face. My body jerked when his tongue made contact with my hole,
and he proceeded to leisurely eat my ass. I pulled off, and lifted his legs
into the air. I then bent down and started licking his sweet, hairy ass. I
could taste the lube from where I had fucked him earlier, but it didn't
deter me. We proceeded to leisurely make love to each other's asses,
licking, sucking, sticking our tongues as deep inside as we could get. As I
continued, I thought, "This is how sex should be: not hurried and frantic,
but slow and gentle, giving each other as much pleasure as we can."
     After what seemed like hours, Ted pulled out of my ass and said,
"Pete, I really want to make love to your ass with my dick."
     "God, yes," I said. "I want to feel that big thick thing deep in my
guts."
     He grabbed me, and turned me over on my hands and knees. He then got
behind me and, bending down, started eating my ass again, getting me loose
and ready. Grabbing the lube, he started loosening me up. He used at first
one finger, and then two and finally three, making sure to hit my prostate
each time. I was lost in the pleasure and said, "Ted, I need you to fuck me
now."
     He reached over for a condom, and I said, "Wait, Ted. Are you
negative?"
     He replied, "Of course I am. Bob and I got tested just after we
started playing around after Marcy died, just to be sure, and have never
had sex with anyone else since. The boys have also never had sex with
anyone besides themselves, and later, with us."
     "Good," I said. "Then put that condom down. I'm negative too, and I
want to feel that bare dick in me. I want to feel you shoot that load deep
into my ass."
     God," he said. "I wanted that also, but was afraid to ask." With that,
he lubed up that thick dick, and placed it against the entrance to my
ass. I pushed back, and the head slipped in easily. I groaned in pleasure,
and pushed further back, taking the entire 8" into my needy ass.
     Ted then proceeded to give me the fuck of my life. He was slow, but
thorough, making sure that his dick hit all the right spots with each
thrust. I could tell that he was focused on giving me pleasure, and I made
sure my body let him know he was succeeding. We developed a long, slow
grind, with his pulling all the way back, just until his head was inside,
before leisurely sliding it back in. Unlike the frantic fucking I was used
to, this was heaven.
     This went on for a good twenty minutes, before he pulled out, rolled
me onto my back and re-entered my ass, pulling my legs up onto his
shoulders. He resumed his long, slow fuck while staring into my eyes,
seeing the pleasure he was giving me. Bending down, our lips met, and we
kissed as he continued to make love to my ass with his dick. After a while,
he pulled away from my mouth, and started increasing the speed of his
strokes. I could feel his need building, and I knew he could feel mine, and
his strokes got harder and harder, until he was pounding into my ass. I
could feel myself getting close, and then he surprised me. Still engaged in
my ass, he stood up and balanced me on my shoulders, and started pounding
down into my ass. I could see my dick hanging just in front of my face, and
I decided to see if I could still do it. Leaning my head up, I managed to
lick my head. Ted saw it, and said, "Damn!" as he started pounding harder
and harder. This pushed my dick even closer to my mouth, and I was able
take the head into my mouth. This position made his dick press against my
prostate constantly, and I knew from the pressure that I was about to
come. Ted screamed, "Pete, baby, I can't stop. I have to come!" With that,
he made two last strokes, and I felt his thick head get even thicker, and
he unloaded into my ass. This of course set me off, and I came, shooting
all over my face and mouth. I tried to swallow what I could, but my face
was soon covered with my load. Ted continued to shoot squirt after squirt
deep inside of me, until finally it ended, and he disengaged and rolled me
back down onto my back. He lay beside me and proceeded to clean the come
off of my face with his tongue. When he finished, he said, "Pete, that was
incredible. I didn't know you could suck your own dick."
     "I didn't know I still could, either," I replied. "I could when I was
younger, but I didn't think I was limber enough to pull it off now."
     "That was so hot," he said. "Actually, the whole thing was hot. This
is the way Bob and I have sex when the boys aren't around. They are too
young to appreciate that slow and steady can be better than hard and fast."
     "I have to admit that I haven't found too many men my age who
appreciate it either," I said. "But that was incredible. You could have
fucked me forever."
     "I would have too," he said, "if I hadn't gotten carried away. Your
ass is simply incredible. Tight, hot and those muscles." He leaned over and
kissed me again. "I'd love to stay here all day and night and continue to
make love, but I should get cleaned up and go see what trouble my hellion
has gotten himself into. Care to join me?"
     "Hell, yes!" I said. I got up and said, "So. Clothes or not?"
     "Hell, let's go naked," Ted said with a smile. "It's one less thing to
do when we get there."
     Grinning, we put on our socks and hiking boots and took off to his
campsite.

End of Part 7

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