Date: Sun, 10 Mar 2002 19:58:11 -0500 From: Jeff Allen Subject: Love of a Lifetime Part 7 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. LOVE OF A LIFETIME PART 7 C.Z. called right after church to say that his mom wanted him to run a couple of errands before he came back out to my place. Larsen and I ate lunch, and I tried to calm my nerves. Why was I so nervous? I had been dreaming about something like last night ever since I'd met C.Z. Was it the fact that we'd taken the step from fantasy to real life? This was my first real experience with another male. How do two guys interact with one another in a romantic relationship? The group jack off sessions in highschool and the long showers and back rubs with my old college roommate were nothing compared to what I'd just experienced with C.Z. Where did we go from here? It was nearly 3:00, and I was still trying to sort things out in my mind when I heard C.Z.'s old car coming in the driveway. Actually Larsen heard it first, and ran to the door with his tail going a mile a minute. I opened the door, and Larsen bounded out to greet C.Z. as he was getting out of his car. He gave Larsen a quick head rub, fished a grocery bag out of the back of the car, and started toward the house with a very excited dog running in front of him. He paused at the door and gave me a quick kiss. "Mom said it was okay for me to stay for dinner so I picked up some things in town." He carried the grocery bag into the kitchen and began putting things away in the refrigerator. I followed him into the kitchen. When he finished storing the groceries he turned and put his arms around me. We kissed, and all of my doubts melted away. My knees weakened, and C.Z. had to support me. "Sorry. Guess I didn't get enough sleep last night." He grinned. "Neither did I. What I really need right now is a nap." "I could go for that." He grinned again, and led me by the hand into the bedroom. We undressed down to our underwear and snuggled together under the covers. Larsen took his place at the foot of the bed, and all three of us drifted away to dreamland. ********** We slept like logs for a couple of hours. January days are short, and it was starting to grow dark when I woke up. C.Z. was spooned against me. I had my right arm thrown over his side with my hand resting on the band of his boxers. I slipped my fingers under the elastic and felt his pubic hair and the base of his cock which stirred at my touch. I moved my hand farther into his boxers and gently moved my fingers around the base and up the shaft of his growing penis. He stirred. "I like waking up like this." He turned around to face me. We kissed, and he slid his hand under the band of my briefs to caress my ass cheeks. I pressed my body into his and felt his hard member pressing back. Without a word, he slid down in the bed running his mouth and tongue over my neck, shoulder, and chest. His mouth stopped briefly at my right nipple and then continued downward. His mouth closed over the shaft of my cotton covered erection. I moaned. He pulled the elastic band away releasing my hard-on for a moment before he captured the whole 8 1/2" in his warm mouth. His fingers found my testicles and gently rolled them in their loose bag. His tongue played around the sensitive underside of the head of my prick, and I began stroking the soft hair on his head urging him on in his oral efforts. When I came (and it wasn't very long before I did) it was electric. My whole body went rigid. I pushed his head farther down on my pulsating manhood, and C.Z. swallowed my entire load. "I love the taste of your cum." He came back up and kissed me sharing the remains of my ejaculation. I pushed him over on his back and began to move my mouth down the same trail he had used. Neck. Shoulder. Nipple. Finally releasing his hard cock from his boxers and sliding the useless boxers down and off his legs. I lay my head down on his belly and studied his erect prick from close range. It was beautiful. The head was helmet-shaped with a bundle of skin just below the underside of the glans where his foreskin had been attached. His circumcision scar ran from that bundle of skin around the shaft about three quarters of an inch below the flared edge of the head. He was well-developed for his age. His penis was about the same length as my 8 1/2" but it was thicker around. There was a crooked vein that snaked its way across the top side of the shaft. I felt his hands on my head, and I knew what he wanted. I moved my head down and enclosed his manhood in my mouth. He moaned. His precum mixed with my saliva, and I started a slow up and down motion using my mouth and one hand while I played with his nuts with the other hand. In just a matter of a few minutes he was bucking his hips and pressing my head farther down on his shaft. I felt his balls draw up and his body tense. Warm jets of semen flooded into my mouth, and I eagerly swallowed like a man dying of thirst. After his cock had stopped spurting, I moved back up and kissed him, again exchanging our fluids. "That was wonderful, but I'm hungry." "C.Z., you're always hungry!" "I know, but I mean it this time." He moved out of the bed. "Come on, help me get dinner ready." ********** We stayed naked while preparing the dinner. He'd brought some chicken breasts, pasta, and salad. We ate sitting side by side at the table and toyed with each other's bodies as we ate. It took a long time to eat the dinner. After we cleaned up the kitchen, C.Z. finally put his clothes back on. We lingered at the door neither one of us wanting him to go. "Thanks for the most wonderful two days of my life, Andy." "I feel the same way, C.Z. I never imagined that I'd be falling in love with another man." "I love you too." ********** Over the next two months C.Z. and I saw each other mostly on the weekends. We ran when the weather permitted and worked with the weights when we couldn't run. Our love making stayed oral. I had certainly thought of what it might be like to have my dick in his nicely rounded ass, but I was afraid he would be grossed out by that idea so we did a lot of sucking and licking and cuddling. Since we didn't see each other through the week we usually started Saturdays off with a quick mutual blow job to take care of the built up tension. After that our love making was slow, gentle, playful, and relaxed. My feelings for him grew stronger every time we were together. Most Saturday evenings he was able to stay until after dinner, but he always had to go home to help Emily. One time I took C.Z. and Emily out to one of the local restaurants as a treat for her. I hadn't seen her since C.Z.'s birthday, and I was alarmed at how much weaker she was in just two months. I said something about it to C.Z. the next day, and the flood gates opened. He cried in my arms for nearly an hour pouring out his fears about her health to me. I couldn't believe that a 17 year old kid could keep all of that bottled up inside him for so long. ********** Basketball is king in North Carolina, and in early March everything stops for the Atlantic Coast Conference Tournament. That year the games were being played in the Greensboro Coliseum. I managed to get a couple of tickets for the quarter final games on Saturday. I made arrangements for someone to stay with Emily and check on Larsen, like I had before, and as soon as he was done with the paper route that morning, C.Z. and I were on our way to Greensboro for a whole day of the finest college basketball in the nation. We had a great time, but it was almost two in the morning by the time we got back to Carterville. C.Z. would have to be out on the paper route in just a couple of hours, and I had volunteered to help him again! We drank coffee, ate sandwiches and chips, and talked until it was time to go get the papers. When we finally completed the route both of us were exhausted. I hadn't pulled an all-nighter since college, and C.Z., though he didn't get a lot of sleep, was used to at least some. We were giggling like two junior high girls by the time we were able to take a quick shower and crawl into the bed. Both of us were asleep almost instantly. About noon a warm wet feeling around my cock caused me to wake up. C.Z., the horn dog, was down in the covers giving me a blow job. My movements let him know that I was awake. His head emerged from the covers. "Good morning, Andy." I kissed him. "Morning to you too. You're 'up' early this morning." He grasped my hard dick with his hand. "I'm not the only none whose 'up'!" "I was having a dream that some great looking young guy was swinging on my dick, but when I woke up I found out it was you." He feigned a hurt look. "You'll pay for that remark!" "Promise?" "You bet!" He started a tickling match that tore the covers off the bed and left both of us gasping for breath between the bouts of laughter. At the end of the match he was positioned on the bed with his legs hanging over the side and I was on the floor between them. His beautiful cock was right at my face, and I took it into my mouth rolling it around with my tongue as it rehardened. When he was fully hard, I moved off his cock and started working on his balls. I brought first one and then the other into my mouth. I knew from previous experience that C.Z. loved this. He started to moan and thrash around. His thighs closed around my head and he lifted his legs to give me better access. I slipped off his scrotum and my face pressed into the skin behind his balls. Both of us had avoided the area between the scrotum and anus in our previous love making. My first reaction was to pull away and apologize, but he moaned and used his hand to push my head deeper into his crevice. I took that as a positive sign and began to explore this new territory with my tongue. With each movement of my tongue C.Z.'s moans grew louder and he moved his legs farther apart and pulled them up to his chest. Now his whole perianal region was displayed before me. My tongue traced the fold of skin running from his balls to his asshole. He moaned louder. I moved my tongue over the pink folds of his pucker. He gasped. "Oh, God, I've wanted that! That feels so good!" I renewed my efforts, and soon I was probing into his love chute with my tongue. He pulled his legs up even farther against his chest. I added a finger to the probing making sure to put plenty of saliva on my finger and around his hole. "Andy, I want you in me. Please, I need it in me NOW!" I reached up to the nightstand for the bottle of lotion that I'd been using for my nightly jack-off sessions and squirted a generous amount on my rock hard cock. I positioned my self at the entrance to his love hole and began to push slowly. He grimaced in pain, and I pulled away. "I don't want to hurt you." "I know. I want it. I don't care if it hurts." He moved his hips forward. I positioned my prick at his asshole again and started to push. This time my prick slid forward, and the head disappeared inside his body. "Stop! Let me get used to you." "Are you all right?" He pulled my head down and kissed me. "Oh, Andy, I'm fine this feels incredible. I just need to get used to it." As we kissed again I moved forward slowly until I felt my pubic hair pushing up against the skin of his perineum. I knew I was all the way in, and so did he. "Wow! Incredible! This is so hot!" He was so warm and tight. I'd never felt anything so sexual before. I started a slow in and out rhythm. Like the theme in Ravel's "Bolero" my movements grew faster and harder. Now, C.Z. was holding on to the sheets with both hands. His legs were bent with his feet pressed under my arm pits. His raging erection pulsed with my thrusts. Suddenly his cock erupted spewing jism all the way up to his neck. As he climaxed his ass muscles clenched around my dick and brought on my own mind- shattering climax. I collapsed on top of him, and he wrapped his arms around me in a bear hug. We lay like that as my dick softened and slowly slid out of his hole. When I was completely out, I rolled over and got a towel to clean both of us up. C.Z.'s eyes were wide as if in amazement, but there was a devilish grin on his face at the same time. "You can not imagine how good that felt to have your dick inside me. I can't believe I came without even touching myself! And when you came inside me. I could feel it!" "You're okay?" "Okay? Man, I have never been better. How long before we can do that again?" "Whoa there, stud. I need a little bit of recovery time." He moved down on the bed and spread my legs. "Let me show you what it felt like to have your tongue around my butt." He moved in and started licking the hair on my inner thighs before moving in to my virgin hole. When his tongue moved across my asshole, I jumped. I felt a surge all through my body, and my dick was instantly hard again. He continued to move his tongue around my asshole. Soon I was writhing and twisting just like he had been earlier. I felt his saliva-lubed finger enter me. Suddenly he pressed against my prostate. My eyes shot open, and I almost jumped out of the bed. "Oh, God, C.Z., that's the spot!" I looked down at him kneeling between my legs. His only response was a wicked grin before he dove back in and started eating my ass again. His finger continued to hit my prostate. I let out a little gasp each time. He added a second spit covered finger. I knew what he wanted, and I was ready to give it to him. Bye-bye virginity. "Put it in me!" "Are you sure?" "You bet, stud. Go for it!" He lubed his dick and pressed into me. The pain at first was intense, but just as I thought I'd have to ask him to pull out, my ass relaxed, and he slid all the way home. "Oh, Andy, you're so warm. No wonder people like fucking so much." I pulled him down into a kiss. "Son, you haven't even started fucking yet." "What do I do now?" "Just pull out a little and then push back in. You'll get the hang of it." And he did. After the first three strokes his instincts took over and his hips began that eons-old back and forth motion. The head of his dick moved past my prostate at almost every thrust. As his rhythm grew faster, I felt the familiar pressure building in my balls that meant I was getting ready for a climax. I used one hand to hold on to my position in the bed and the other to jack myself as C.Z.'s thrusts became more forceful. Suddenly his body went rigid and I felt his dick pulsing within me. That did it for me as well. Despite having had an intense orgasm less than half an hour earlier, I shot a huge load onto my chest and stomach as C.Z. continued to spasm in the throes of his climax. After cleaning ourselves with the towel we snuggled back in the bed talking softly and caressing each other until it was time for him to go home. (To be continued)