Date: Mon, 14 May 2012 20:12:09 +0100
From: Charles Wolfe <c.sportswolfe@gmail.com>
Subject: The Ultimate Man- Chapter 16

	My butt is sitting on the desk, my arms wrapped around Michael. Our
lips have connected, sending fire up our bodies to our brains. My eyes are
closed, embracing every movement of his mouth against mine. Pulling back,
we both look at each other, an embrace that words cannot describe. I will
do my best though to tell it though.

	The blue of his eyes has softened, welcoming me into him with every
blink he takes. No words have been said since my last statement, telling
him of much I did to think of him with our `Love Constitution' and how it
is still amendable. Not that they needed to be said anyways.

	Michael still stands in front of me, a loving lust flowing out of
the smile on his face. We move back into an embrace, him rubbing his
fingers through my curls, first over my scalp in one single motion before
moving back up to work each curl around his fingers. I move in for the
back, grabbing onto the center. His tight shirt doesn't give much to grab
but enough to pull me close.

	Michael breaks off from my mouth, moving down to my shirt, kissing
a line down to my neck bone. His hands move down from my hair, caressing my
sides before running lines up my skin under my shirt. Completely enjoying
every peck of his mouth, I moan out, lifting my hands up to the roof as he
pulls off my shirt. He tosses my shirt away, focusing more on my body and
every spot he can cover with his nips.

	I go for his ear as he works around to the right side of my neck,
nipping here and there at the skin. Tugging on his earlobe with my teeth, I
exhale, blowing a slight puff of heat past his skin and through the
interlacing of his locks.

	His arms slither up my chest, each finger snaking out lines around
my abs, before resting on my pecks. He starts to move towards my center
section but I sneak out, playing coy with him. Moving to his bed, I lie
down, leaving my legs wide open for him.

	As he walks up to me, he wraps his legs over me then rests on top
of me. Leaning down to me, he nips my lips, his teeth pulling my skin
up. Releasing his grip on my lip, he moves to my mouth, his tongue
invading, playing around with mine. Our senses explode as our tongues
embrace their own love, their playful games of topping each other turning
us both on even more.

	I run the tips of my nails up his shirt, gently brushing his skin
like a feather. The caressing of my nails encounter his tan body causes him
to lean up, pulling off his own shirt. As I continue my exploration of his
body, outlining his back shoulder bone, he makes it easier for me, leaning
in to play with my right ear. Teething the top of my ear, he nibbles down
the side, ending on the lobe, breathing heavily. "I've heard sex is amazing
but this blows all of my expectations. I never knew it could be this hot."

	Those lines flew up a red flag in my head, me moving my hands from
his back to his chest, pressing him back a little. Michael moves back,
sensing that something is wrong. I slide up from him, moving my body up his
pillow and against the wall. A confused look has driven all sexual emotions
from me. "What?"

	Michael rests on my body, the wood that had grown in my pants dying
down a little. After a few seconds of silence from him, I repeat my
question, elaborating a little more on what I am asking about. "Are you a
virgin?"

	I have never taken someone's v-card so I am hoping he
isn't. Everyone remembers their first time, their first blowjob, their
first fucking be it topping or bottoming, and their first experience of
cumming on another man. It is all memorabilia stuff that needs to be taken
serious, at least in my book.

	Michael moves down, kissing my nipples then to my lips before
moving up a little. Changing his stance on me to lie prone, our snakes
attempt to greet each other through the denim. "Does it matter if I am?" He
asks in a very sultry voice. His arms glide under my armpits, grabbing my
shoulders from behind.

	"Michael, yea in a way it does. I have never taken anyone's
virginity and it could be a big deal for you, as you'll always remember me
as your first. I wanna know that you're ok with it." I say, resting there,
my skin resting under his chest. He kicks off his socks, trying to
interlace his toes with mine, but mine are still enclosed by my socks.

	Michael, having rested his head on my open chest, leans down to
kiss it, then moves up to kiss my chin, and then peck my mouth. Moving his
arms out from my shoulders, he rests them on my breasts before
answering. Looking me deep into the eyes, Michael softly responds, "I trust
you," pauses for a kiss, "whether or not this works," kisses again, "I know
you care enough not to hurt me. But yes I am a virgin."

	"Well now, that makes tonight very special for you." I grin
playfully. "First things though, every move you make, I will repeat on
you." I run my fingers through his hair, bringing my fingers around his
ears and down his chin. Thumbing his chin, I bring my hands to my chest,
interlacing the fingers on top of his.

	Michael interlaces his fingers in mine, bringing them together into
two webs, both of them traveling over my head to rest on the top of his
pillow. Moving in to kiss me again, Michael unlaces his fingers, moving
them down my body to my waist. After sharing saliva a few times, he leans
up; scoots back down my legs, and then works to unclip my belt. Pulling it
out, he drops it on the floor and moves down to nuzzle my crotch. "God it
smells so good."

	Watching him as he works to unbutton my jeans with his teeth, my
penis stands on end, looking forward to meet its friend. Michael manages to
undo the button, taking the zipper down with his teeth as well. Moving off
to the side, Michael nestles his mouth against my boxers as he slowly
slides my jeans down. My cock tries to peek its way through the slit in the
fabric but Michael does it one better, pulling down the elastic with a
single finger.

	I work to kick off my jeans and boxers, Michael helping me along
the way. Lying there almost nude for him, I finish the process by flicking
off my socks. I simply stay there for him, letting him take in my body with
every glance he makes. He moves his hands up my left leg, grabbing the
other one as he approaches my waist. Thumbing a ring around the base of my
cock, he looks at the beast, then up at me as if asking for permission to
touch it. All I can do is smile as the first timer touches my flesh for the
opening act of his sexual experience.

	Moving the thumbs past the base, Michael travels up my cock with
his right hand, outlining the veins with his index finger. "I knew mine was
big but yours is massive." He plays around with the crown, running back and
forth at the lowest part.

	"It's different when you see another guy's, but when comparing the
two, I am sure that you will have just as big of one." I comment as he
moves in close, breathing slowly around the pole, as if deciding what all
he wants to do with it.

	Seeing him mouth the shaft for the first time is both entertaining
and erotic. Starting with his mouth in an `O' he envelops the crown,
tightening the circle to savor the pink tip. His tongue follows the slit
down backside, him taking in more as his tongue reaches the actual shaft. I
wriggle a little, giggling in a slight pain as he takes in more
flesh. "Watch the teeth, oh please watch the teeth."

	Michael withdrawals his teeth, using the rim of his mouth more. As
he continues further down, about 4 inches in, he starts to hesitate on if
he wants to take it in. There is no suction at the moment, OH GOD NEVERMIND
THERE IT IS! Michael applies the force of his throat, sucking the four
inches down before taking in a little more. Moving to a good five inches
in, he wraps his right hand at the base then pulls back up slowly, taking
his hand with him. Moving back down, his hand leads the way, directing the
path back to base. There is a slight slurp from him as he releases his
vacuum but it is instantly reapplied before I can really notice.

	Moving up and down, his tongue outlines my veins while his hand
moves in a circular fashion, pistioning my rod in a smooth manner. The
saliva from his mouth makes for a great lubricant for his hand, allowing
for easy pumping motions. While he may be a first timer, I grab his
shoulders, motioning for him to come back up to me.

	Michael slides up my body, the friction of his chest rubbing
against mine, fire erupting from every slide he makes. Our faces connect,
his nose rubbing against mine, playing softly our lips graze each other,
neither of us wanting to fully embrace each other, enjoying the rush too
much. Still lying underneath him, I dig my fingers into his back as he
start to thrust back and forth, egging on my body. After taking a few
thrusts, I move my hands down his pants, squeezing his toned ass. Wrapping
my hands around to his front, I manage to squeeze them in between our
bodies, playfully stroking his wood.

	Releasing my grip from him, I start to unbuckle him, working at the
leather as he nips my neck. Realizing I am having trouble with him, Michael
leans up, his full body shining in the light radiating over him. His full
abs pack are showing off while he slowly unlaces his belt, taking his time
as he pulls the belt from each loop of his pants.

	While he taunts me with the seduction, I move my hands up his body,
grabbing his pecks, slowly clawing my way down to his pants, unblocking the
button that hold the rest of his body from me. Standing up in front of me,
Michael tosses the strap to the side. I slide under him, pulling down his
pants as I skim closer to his legs v'ing up from me. Michael rests a hand
to the wall as I slip off the denim from his leg. Working down his leg on
the other side, Michael stands up over me, his briefs the only thing
stopping me from seeing him nude.

	Kissing up his legs, switching from side to side, I lean up, my abs
holding me in place as I take pleasure mouthing the bulge in his black
underwear. There is a dampness already occurring in a slight corner, the
precum working its way out. Pulling the linen down, Michael stands in full
glory over me, the full 6 inches full and thick. It is not overly thick but
a great size that suits him well. Michael lifts off his leg again, kicking
the cloth to the ground. Cupping his balls, I kiss the underside of him,
working around the groin without actually touching it.

	Moving more into a sitting position, I start to stroke the stiff
stick, erupting a moan out of him. Moving it to a side, I kiss the top part
of his groin, the pubic hair releasing pheromones with every smother I
make. Finally, having waited long enough to work him, I take the tough pink
penis into my mouth, pleasurably licking down it before actually swallowing
it.

	 Not even taking it slow, I deep throat the entire flesh. Michael
grows weak in the knees, having to use my head as a prop just to keep him
up. His hands run through my hair, edging their way down to my back before
working back up, helping me along with every motion I make on the
sucking. Not wanting to get him too close to the orgasm, I stop, crawl out
from him, and stand up, pressing him against the wall.

	Granted standing up on a bed is a hard way to have sex but the
moment our bodies connect, our wood forming a forest of bushes down south
on us, our mouths an ocean of saliva, moving from one crevasse to the
other, complete ecstasy with every nerve our fingers touch. "Oh god this
feels so great." Michael sputters out as I kiss the nape of his neck. "I
want you to fuck me Chris."

	My hands grab his ass hard as he releases that statement, lifting
him up off the bed to the tip of his toes. Pulling back, I look at him,
"Does Bryson have any condoms and lube?" Michael breaks out from my grip,
not that it took much force, me looking forward to feeling the inside of
his ass. Turning my back to the wall, I look out at him as he rummages
through Bryson's drawers. His ass looks so hot, him bending over, revealing
a smooth hole waiting to be opened.

	Grabbing a condom out of the top drawer, Michael grins at
me. Moving to his own drawer he takes out some lube, then slides back to
me, dropping the items next to him as he takes in my cock, sucking the tip
down to the base. Releasing a groan, I let him work for a few seconds,
playing with his wavy hair in the process.

	Pleasing as it was, Michael stops, allowing for me to drop down to
him. "Lie on your back, I want to look at you while I do this." Michael
moves back to his pillow, spreading his legs wide for me. Lifting them over
my shoulders, I open the lube bottle, releasing a little of the liquid to
my palm before smoothing it out over his ass. Fingering him a little open
up the muscle, I start out gently, inserting my index finger first. My
right hand explores his ass while my left works at pumping his cock.

	Michael on the other hand, grips the sheets, a slight pain
registering on his face about the intrusion to his rear. Before too long, I
move in two fingers, spreading the muscle out to the sides, working the top
of it, then the bottom, both sides. Kissing his chest, I lick his belly
button, and then move up to his nipple. Sucking a little on tip, I lick the
circle. Moving up to him, I kiss his lips, "You ready for this?"

	"Fuck yea."  Michael pleads with his eyes. I move back, unwrap the
condom and roll it over. Pressing my tip to his crown, the top of my cock
spazzes a little, eager to explore Michael.

	"It will hurt at first, but I'll go slow." I purr to him, as I grab
his legs. Kissing his right calf, I slowly begin to move in. The fingering
had helped a lot, but there is still the pop of my tip that needs to work
in. Popping his cherry is a slow process, but when I get it in, I leave it
there for a few seconds. Michael groans a little before I continue. Working
inch by inch, he starts to scream out in pain. I pause with each insertion,
allowing for him to relax against me.

	"Oh man, it burns but it feels soo good." Michael yelps out as I
continue my trek. With every move in, he grips the sheets, his knuckles
going white. Pausing almost all the way in, I lean down to him, kissing him
on the lips. His legs wrap over his head, allowing for a greater entrance,
but I don't move all the way in just yet. Our eyes connect, sharing our
thoughts, emotions, feelings, connecting us to a 6th sense not normally
felt.

	My midsection moves in, smacking skin against skin, flush with his
butt. My wood has penetrated all the way in, every vein throbbing inside
him, every muscle vibrating against me. "I'm all in now." I whisper softly
above him. Releasing his death grip from the sheets, he grabs my hair,
pulling me down to embrace him. Our lips connect, me entering him from both
ends: my tongue working speaking French to him, and my cock playing
conqueror to his ass.

	Moving out a little, I start to thrust against him, pressing my
balls against him then pulling back. Even though I don't know where exactly
it is, I know that with every shove my body makes, his prostate is
exploding with nerves, sending signals to his brain of the immense pleasure
that he is receiving.

	I stroke him to the speed of my pumps, sometimes moving slow, other
times slightly quicker. Our lips break off from each other, him pulling me
down to him, every square inch of skin being united. Blowing past my ear,
he starts to increase his puffs, a sign to me that he is about to reach
climax soon.

	Mixing between a fast pace, slapping him every second, to going for
a slow deep press, I work as far back into him as I can get. His ass muscle
has relaxed enough for me to get a deeper entrance, at times reaching
points that I had not touched before. Scratching lines into my back,
Michael starts to cry, "Oh god, please don't let this end!"

	Feeling him squirm, I move to his mouth, pressing passionately
against him, kissing the lips red hot. The hot juice flies out his cock,
flowing between our bodies up to our midsections. Leaning up, I continue my
plunges, propelling more cum to dribble out.

	Even though he has climaxed I still fuck him, the high reaching his
head, making him relaxed against the sheets. I feel myself start to get
close, which he notices. "Let me swallow you. Please!" He implores to me.

	Slowly pulling out, I pull off my condom. Michael leans up, the cum
reversing its flow back down to his cock. Taking my shaft to his mouth, he
starts to suck. Pumping his hand along with his mouth, he tastes my precum,
following shortly with my juice. I do my best to warn him of the coming
flood, but it doesn't help much.

	Making a quick short thrust, I shoot into him, the hot lava burning
his throat as he tries to keep up with the influx. Failing a little, he
starts to gag, sending some white cream out from the edges of his mouth
onto his chin. Cleaning up my mess, he finishes my dribble, licking the
white sauce off. Leaning down to him in exhaustion, I lick his chin,
concentrating my efforts with every stroke I make with my tongue.

	Our bodies lay together, Michaels cum not wanting to let me go. I
kiss him softly on the lips. He is starting to drop out, the high wearing
off to a deep low. Brushing his hair, I peck his nose. Rolling off to the
side, words are not said as we both start to fall asleep. He turns to his
side, pulling me in close to spoon him. His hole is still wide open so for
a few times my cock tries to make reentry but I stop it, moving further up.

	When I fall asleep, my hands are clasped over his body, my right
under his arm the other resting on top of his chest. He pulled the covers
over us, interlacing our fingers when we both fall asleep.

*****

      The following morning we had switched our positions, me still facing
away from the wall but him looking over to me. My arm was still under him
but my left was resting on his back. Moving it down his cheek, he stirs
from slumber, sleepy eyes greeting me. An early smile spreads across his
face, happy to see me resting in front of him.

	"How was it?" I purr to him softly, not wanting to speak too loudly
and ruin the moment. Our legs are interlaced, limp penis's still
sleeping. Moving my hands back and forth up his side, I peck him on the
lips.

	"It was great. I don't even know where to begin." Michael replies
quietly, finding his breath after losing it last night. His right arm
presses against my skin, rubbing my nipple with his thumb and middle
finger.

	Our sweet conversation is interrupted from the other side of the
room as Bryson coughs. Leaning up to see him facing the wall, I hear him
voice his opinion on our love making. "It was awkward. Coming in last night
to see my roommate and another guy spooning... man it was weird." His
sheets are being pulled tight to him, as if to secure his safety from our
gay virus.

	Retorting back to him, I shrug my shoulders, "Be glad it was me
that was spooning Michael and not some random guy. At least you know he is
in good hands." Michael pulls me back down, kissing me in the process.

	"Yea, sure, whatever," Bryson comments to us, not shifting in his
bed.

	"Hey I need to go change before class starts." I move back from
Michael, not wanting to leave but knowing that I need to. Moving down his
body, I kiss a straight line down to his legs. "I'll see you in a bit."
Winking to him, I gather my clothes and put them on.

	Michael leans up on his pillow, watching me as I start to head
out. "Don't be late."

	Heading back to my room was almost a walk of shame, and it was
tossed on me like cold water when Bryan and Zach ask where I was. My simple
comment only eggs them on further. "I was with Michael making him a man."

	Zach opens up first, a shocked look on his face. "That boy was a
virgin? No way! He's too good looking not to have gotten some ass at least
once." Both of them are still in their beds, sheets covering their bodies.

	Shrugging my shoulders, I reply, "Yea it took me by surprise as
well but I made sure he had a great first time." Grabbing my toiletries, I
head out the door to the shower. I don't take long, as class is going to
start soon. I also need to grab some food on the way there. Heading back
into the room, "I would love to divulge more but I have to get to
class. I'll tell you more at practice."

	Grabbing some pastry thing out of the dining hall, it makes for a
small snack, but doesn't last long as when I approach English my stomach is
already fighting for more food. Michael has just turned the corner, eating
a muffin. Not sure which to eye more, I shout out, "Food!"

	Michael meets me halfway, handing me some of the muffin. Before I
break into it, I peck him on the cheek. He makes a stronger move, kissing
me on the lips. It is nothing too elaborate but enough to show the care. We
both enter the class, and as much as we want to sit next to each other, I
still sit at the front him in the back. Looking back at him while eating
the muffin, I see him hold up the "Love Constitution", erupting a small
laugh out of me.

	The rest of the day goes by fast, me being handed an essay due in
two weeks for history. After history I was able to get some more
substantial food, a burger from the local campus café. The chicken
lettuce wrap went down well, the first full meal since last night.

	Practice was fun, a few of the guys asking how last night
went. Apparently word had gotten around that I took Michael's virginity. I
told them not to spread it too much, as it might embarrass Michael. Not
going into too much detail, I did tell Bryan and Zach a little of what I
did, some of our moves that we pulled.

	Pike was happy that I worked things out, especially when I told him
how Michael enjoyed the constitution. We did talk a little about Ally as
well, as Pike wanted to take her out on a nice date, something special. I
did my best to tell him of what she liked, how to surprise her and
such. How much he was going to remember of it will impress me as I dumped a
lot of information on him.

	The last topic for practice though soured my day. Pike gathered
everyone around to inform us about the tournament at Northridge. Thinking
about playing against other teams brought Kyle to my mind, how I was going
to react when seeing him for the first time.


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