Date: Thu, 21 Nov 2002 08:37:29 -0500 From: Jeff Allen Subject: Love of a Lifetime Part 23 This is a fictional story dealing with love and consensual sexual activities between males. If you are not of legal age, reside in an area where viewing such material is illegal, or are offended by homosexuality and/or homosexual themes, leave this site now. The author retains all rights to this story. No reproductions or links to other sites are allowed without the permission of the author. Note: I owe a special thanks to Robb for doing the final proofreading and catching all those silly little errors that I missed. LOVE OF A LIFETIME PART 23 David's tutorial on gay sex resumed after we had rested for a few minutes. We lay on our sides facing each other, talking softly, and occasionally moving our fingers up and down the other's body. I knew Brian liked cuddling after sex, and judging from the way Justin snuggled up against me when we slept together I figured he would like the after sex petting and caressing as much as Brian did. So it was no big surprise that David seemed to enjoy spending time in the after glow as well. Gradually his caresses became more insistent. I looked down and discovered that his dick was standing at attention again. "I'm ready for the next lesson, teach." I smiled back at him as I cupped his dick and balls with my hand. "What do you want to learn now?" "Would you let me fuck you?" "I don't have any protection." "I'm sure Brian has some rubbers in his bag. I don't think the boy goes any place without them." He rolled over on the bed and fished around in Brian's duffle bag next to the bed. He came up with a pack of lubricated condoms and a tube of Wet. "Viola!" I had to laugh. "Well, you've cleared the first hurdle. Do you know what to do next?" "Not a clue. I thought you were supposed to teach me." "What do you do to get a girl ready to be fucked?" "Well, you have to spend some time kissing and petting. Sometimes you even have to use your tongue in her cunt before she's ready." "That works for me too." He was now kneeling on all fours over me in the bed. The mischievous grin was back in full force. "How's this for a start?" He moved in and gave me a deep kiss while lightly running his finger tips over my pecs and nipples. "That works. Keep going." And he did. We shared another kiss before he moved down and sucked first one and then the other of my nipples into his mouth. When my nipples were almost painfully erect he moved down and engulfed my now rock-hard dick in his mouth. I felt his finger enter my anal canal. The kid was a quick study. He'd already lubed his finger. "That's it. Move it around and get me to relax. Add another finger when you feel I'm relaxed. You're pretty good sized so you'll probably need to work up to three fingers in there before I can take your penis." He did as he was told. He continued sucking on my dick as he gently stretched my hole with first one, then two, and finally three fingers. I held my legs back against my chest and spread them apart as he rolled the condom down over his dick and lined up with my waiting hole. His sheathed dick slid in. I felt his balls and pubic hair against my perineum. He started the instinctive rhythm but grimaced in pain. His ankle wouldn't allow him to get enough leverage for thrusting in this position. I had him pull out and lie on his back. I squatted down over his fully engorged member and impaled myself. In this position I could do the work. I watched his face as I moved my body up and down on his dick. Andy and I had used this position several times, and I knew if I found the right angle his dick would move against my prostate on every up and down movement. I found the angle! I felt my climax building as his dick rubbed against my love button. I knew from his face that he was getting close as well. I increased the speed of my movements and started really slamming my ass down on his body. My dick shot three pulses of hot white cum onto David's chest. He arched his back and drove his dick as far into me as he could. He let out a primal scream and filled the condom. I eased my body off his softening dick. He grinned up at me. "How was that, teach?" I feigned seriousness. "I say that was a good first effort. Let's give it a rating of 3 or 4. You need a little more practice." I bent down and kissed his forehead. He playfully pushed me away. "You asshole. That rated at least a nine point five in my book. Three or four my ass!" "No. It was my ass, and maybe I could go with a five or six." "Okay. What do we do now, teach?" "Right now we need to take another shower and then get working on the food for tonight. It might be a little hard to explain what we did all day if they come back from skiing and I don't have any food ready for them." ********** I helped him back into the shower. This time we didn't bother with the stool, I just climbed in with him, and we washed each other. We dressed in running shorts and tee shirts and went to work on preparing heavy snacks for the evening. David managed to hobble around in the kitchen on his crutch. Even as restricted as he was with mobility, he was efficient and useful in the kitchen. We talked easily as we worked about school, his family, and the upcoming glut of post season bowl games. After getting as much done as possible in the kitchen, I fixed a light lunch for us which we ate in the living room looking at the winter scene outside. "When do you think the guys will be coming back?" "The weather's nice. I don't imagine they'll be back until nearly dark." I wondered what he had in mind. "Why do you ask?" He got that grin again, and his eyes sparkled. "I just wondered if we had time for another lesson. Are you up for it, teach?" He reached over and placed his hand on my thigh. "And just what lesson would that be?" "I think I want to try taking you inside me." "David, are you sure? That's a big step. You're not going to freak out or anything?" "I'll be okay, I think. I watched your face when you were on top of me earlier. You sure looked like it felt good and then you came without even touching your dick." "That happens a lot when my prostate gets stimulated. There's no guarantee that will happen to you. Although you really liked having my finger in there." "That WAS intense. I never realized my prostate was so sensitive. You gay guys have been keeping secrets." I chuckled. "If most 'straight' guys would get over some of their hang ups, it might be less of a secret." "Amen to that. So are you 'up' for it?" He brushed his hand across the front of my shorts. I wasn't totally 'up' for it right then, but I was on my way. We moved back into the bedroom, stripped off our clothes, and lay down on the bed. We kissed while allowing our hands to roam freely over the other's body. Both of us were now 'up' for the task at hand. I rolled David over on his back and began kissing my way down his body stopping for a while to play with his nipples before continuing down to his cock. I moved my tongue around the edge of his foreskin before peeling the hood off the head of his dick with my hand. As I worked on his erection I played with his full ball sack and the sensitive skin behind it. He spread his legs to give me better access to his ass. He moaned and moved his hand through the hair on my head as I pleasured his dick. Remembering how much he had seemed to enjoy having a finger in his ass, I moved off his dick and traced my tongue down over his balls and perineum to the pucker of his ass. When I touched his hole with my tongue he jumped. "God! That's wonderful!" I slurped away at his hole while using my hands to spread his ass cheeks apart to reach as much of him as possible. As I rimmed and sucked on his ass, I noticed that his anal opening began relaxing and contracting with waves of pleasure. His moans grew louder. I moved my mouth back up to engulf his precum covered dick and worked some lube around his hole with my fingers. I inserted my middle finger and gently finger fucked him working the lube into his ass and relaxing his sphincter at the same time. When his love canal felt loose, I introduced my index finger and repeated the process of relaxing his muscles. "That's so good! I had no idea it could be like this!" I rolled a condom down over my dick and line up with his ass. As the head of my cock entered him, his muscles contracted and he grimaced in pain. I stopped my forward progress. "Just relax. Bear down like you're taking a dump. That's it." It was a slow process of entering him. I almost pulled out a couple of times, but each time he conquered the pain and relaxed allowing me to move further into him. Finally I felt my pubic hair being crushed against his perineum. "I'm all the way in now. How you doing?" "I think I'm okay. There's not much pain now. I just feel full." "I'm going to start moving. Tell me if you want me to stop." He nodded his agreement, and I started to slowly draw out of him. I pulled out about half way and then moved slowly back in to give his body time to adjust. I pulled out farther on the next stroke and moved so that the head of my dick slid past his prostate. His whole body jerked. "Yes! God, that's the spot!" I started a slow in and out movement with my hips trying to hit his sweet spot on every third or fourth cycle. David locked his arms under his legs and pulled them even closer to his chest. He was breathing in synch with my motions. His mouth opening each time my dick touched his prostate. I started jacking his dick with my right hand as my hip motions increased in speed. His foreskin moved easily over the head of his dick as I jacked. His mouth was completely open all of the time, and his breathing was in short hard gasps as I started pounding into him with more energy. I began to feel the tightness in my loins that signaled the start of a climax so I adjusted my motions slightly to hit his prostate on almost every stroke. I felt his rectum squeeze down on my dick just before thick cum shot out of his prick and landed in the patch of hair between his pecs. He screamed. I moved forcefully into him one more time and my own cum flowed into the condom. I collapsed on top of him spreading his cum and our sweat between both of us. I pulled out of him as my cock began to soften. "Well?" "Man, let me catch my breath. I'm just a little blown away by this. I think that was the most intense orgasm I've ever had." "Does it make you think about switching teams?" He laughed. "I'm not sure. It certainly makes me question my loyalty to the straight team. I don't think I really want to switch sides, but I definitely have a better understanding of the other team now. Thanks." "Hey, my pleasure. Just let me know any time you need a refresher course." "I may take you up on that, but right now I really need another shower." We'd only been out of the shower for a few minutes when the other guys came back from the slopes. Good timing! ********** New Years Eve was nice. Like last year, we all sat around watching a football game, drinking beer, and nibbling on the snacks David and I prepared earlier. I had a long phone conversation with Andy that left me a little down in the dumps, but the guys soon cured that. At midnight we opened a couple of bottles of champagne that Justin had picked up using David's I.D. Champagne following several bottles of beer and a couple of joints really sets you on your ass! We were all asleep in front of the fire by one in the morning. ********** Champagne following several bottles of beer also gives you one hell of a hang over. None of us moved very fast the next morning, but we were feeling well enough by the afternoon to watch more bowl games, drink more beer, and smoke a few more joints. Brian and Stephen slept in the bedroom again that night while David, Justin, Larsen, and I took the floor in the living room. I woke up one time to find David's hand holding my dick. I just snuggled in closer to him and went back to sleep. The next morning at breakfast I caught Brian giving David and me some strange looks. My paranoia, bred from growing up gay in a small town, clicked in big time. I wondered if Brian suspected that something had happened between his brother and me while they were out skiing. David didn't seem to notice the looks, and I finally convinced my self that it was all in my imagination. The guys helped me get the cabin cleaned up and then left to go back to Charlotte. Andy had contacted one of the agencies that provided security for the local summer homes during the winter. All I had to do was call and tell them I was leaving, and they would check the place once a day. Larsen and I were loaded in Andy's old truck (now mine) and on our way back to school by mid afternoon. The Williamses were back from their Christmas travels. Larsen romped out in the snow in the backyard with the kids while Kevin, Kathy, and I talked about our holidays over a cup of coffee in their kitchen. They insisted that I join them for dinner. Kathy made her lasagna, and I stuffed myself. We shared a bottle of wine after the kids had gone to bed, and I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow that night. Justin arrived the next afternoon. I helped him unpack his car then we took the Williams kids out sledding in the town park when they got home from school. Kathy gave us the left over lasagna, and we finished it. It was every bit as good the second night as it had been the first. Justin was finishing the dishes when Brian and Stephen came bursting in the door with the news that several of the doors in Byland Hall where Brian and Stephen were staying and where Justin and I had been the previous year had been vandalized over the break. Someone had used paint to put "faggot", "cocksucker", or "fag lover" on the doors. A couple of the rooms had been entered and trashed like ours had been last year. Brian and Stephen's door had "queers go home" spray painted in pink. We started listing whose rooms had been vandalized. All of the rooms belonged to members of one of the sports teams. Some, like Brian and Stephen, were guys who were completely out of the closet. Others belonged to guys who weren't out but who one or all of us suspected were gay. A few of the rooms belonged to straight jocks who had been open and public in their condemnation of the gay harassment incidents and the beating of David Cohen the previous semester. We'd all hoped that the pressure of the investigation would drive the campus gay-hater under ground. Obviously, it hadn't. (To be continued)