Date: Wed, 30 Apr 2008 00:11:10 +0200 (CEST)
From: dashitall@fsmail.net
Subject: David and Tyler

Usual rules apply. No under 18's, or 21 depending from where you come
from. You know the rules.


	My heart was pounding as I led Tyler to my room. We had our school
production's dress rehearsal the next day, and as we were a boarding school
and Tyler lived in America, he had to come back to school early. Luckily,
he asked to stay at my house. I agreed instantly! I had been in love with
this boy for two years, and I was determined to make something of it
tonight. We'd fondled a couple of times before, the most interesting of
these times being at his sixteenth birthday. We were surrounded by our
friends in the back of a limo, all rather out of it on champagne. I'd been
stroking his almost bald leg, then he grabbed my hand and forced it down
the back of his jeans! I was in heaven!
	A note here: Tyler, at the time of this story was sixteen, and I,
David, was fifteen.
	Most of the night passed without anything interesting to report,
until Tyler asked, quite impassively, as if asking for a drink,
  "So, you have any gay porn on your laptop?"
  ''Eh?" I asked, unsure of what had just happened.
  "Gay porn. You have any?"
  "Erm," I said, mouth dry. "None on my hard drive, but I know some sites!"
	I grabbed my laptop, and quickly opened up Safari. Typing in
'blboys.com' (my favourite porn site) my cock began to grow in
anticipation. My cock was pretty impressive for a fifteen year old, a good
five inches soft and seven inches hard.
	Tyler saw my excitement and grinned. So did I, nervously. A
selection of pictures from Mike 18 was our first stop, and Tyler leaned
closer in, dangerously close to my cock.
  "That's so hot... Like, so much rougher than straight sex. Isn't it?"
  "You've not looked at porn, before?"
  "I live at school. Kinda hard to."
  "Well, it depends what porn you're into. But my first hand experience of
straight sex wasn't rough," I said, feeling nervous. I'd never told him I'd
had sex with a girl, despite him being my best friend.
  "You had sex with a girl? Who?"
  "Not saying."
  "What's it like, then. Tell me that!"
	I grinned at being more sexually advanced than my older friend.
  "It's like a wank, without the hand movements. Your orgasm is longer and
better, and you cum more."
  "What about gay sex?"
	Once more, I was nearly speechless at his forwardness.
  "Never had it. Just, you know, hand jobs and blow jobs..." I muttered.
  "Cool," he said, in the beautiful Maryland accent that made me melt. He
glanced back at the selection of pictures that were now up. It was mainly
two guys groping each other, with their hands under each others clothes.
  "Dude, this is boring! I want action."
  "Come on, this is suspense. Anyway, you liked it when it was my hand down
your jeans."
  "I fucking loved it," he whispered.
	I glanced over to where he was, just at my side, and our eyes
met. As one, we moved forwards, but I moved to kiss him. He stopped me.
  "Dude... no kissing."
  "Eh?"
  "Just... no pulling, right?"
	(pulling was, at the time, what you called a full on tongue kiss.)
  "Erm, okay."
	I nuzzled into his neck, licking it slightly, kissing it and
nibbling it, as my hard cock throbbed, aching to get out of my jeans. As if
reading my mind, Tyler deftly unbuttoned my fly and unzipped me. My seven
inch cock sprang out. He gazed down at it, while I gazed at him. I moved
towards his crotch, hand outstretched, but he jolted back.
  "Erm, Davie, I dunno."
  "Wha- why?" I spluttered, a bit miffed that my cock had made an
appearance due to his whim, and he was procrastinating getting his
out. However, I could understand his thinking. I'd always been more
pubescently advanced than Tyler, and I assumed due to my overall larger
frame, I was probably more well hung than him.
  "I dunno, it's just-"
	I moved forwards and grabbed his crotch, face to face with him.
  "Tyler, it's you that I want here tonight, you're all that matters right
now. I don't care if your knob is huge, or tiny. I really don't care."
	He looked at me with his deep brown eyes, so similar to mine, gave
a slight nod,
  And threw himself back onto my bed. I unbuttoned his jeans. He was in
boxer briefs, and his bulge was still small, due to his evident
nerves. Kissing the flaccid cock, through the material, I rubbed his
thighs, then brought his underwear down. My suspicions had been correct.
	His cock resembled mine at age 12 (this said I had been a very
early starter, having had the first pubic hair and armpit hair in my school
year), maybe three and a half inches, although quite thick. His pubic hair
had not yet begun to spread to his thighs, as was the current bane of
myself and a few other close friends, but formed a nearly perfect triangle
for three inches up his abdomen, where there was no sign of a treasure
trail. His balls, utterly hairless, were still quite packaged close to his
body, and were covered in a soft, silky skin. His 'gooch', the area between
ball-sack and arse was likewise hairless.
  "I love it," I whispered. "Really, it's perfect."
  "It's kinda small though. Smaller than yours."
  "Mine's raging hard at the moment. And I started puberty earlier than
you. And I am above average. Wait till your gets hard, I bet it'll be
fine."
	Again, I moved to his crotch, and kissed the shaft, which I felt
begin to stiffen, thicken and lengthen instantly. I licked one of his
balls, taking it into my mouth, listening to his moaning.
  "I'm hard now..." he gasped. I moved back to look. He wasn't small, but
he wasn't large, either. He was probably about five and a half inches, but
I really didn't care. At that moment, I loved him. I loved everything about
him.
	I looked down at the dick that lay below me. It was thick for its
length, with a deep purple head, that looked out of place on the shaft as
it was a pretty damn huge head! I leaned down and once more began to lick
it, savouring the sweaty taste, and the saltiness of the pre-cum that had
begun to seep out. I also listened to the noises he made. His deep
breathing. The slight groans. Long exhalation.
  "Wank me," he murmured. Without saying anything, I obliged.
	It wasn't the easiest feat I have ever done, as I was used to
giving hand jobs to people with cocks a bit longer than six inches, but I
found a decent motion. I used my thumb, fore finger and middle finger,
gripping tightly and moving his foreskin up and down. I was thankful that
he wasn't circumcised, as the only circumcised guy I had ever done anything
with had moaned I was to rough. I had retorted that other people hadn't
moaned, but then again, I was used to using the foreskin to toss them
off. I had to use lube on that guy. But Tyler was loving this.
  "Harder, faster!"
  "Better, stronger," I muttered, but my humour was lost on this boy, who
was gliding through pleasure land. I continued to stroke him for a few
minutes, until I heard him say,
  "Gonna cum..."
	I continued, focussing on the head, even larger, more swollen and
purple than before. I felt the cock tense between my fingers, and he shot
three spurts of very lumpy cum onto his lower abdomen. He opened his eyes
and smiled at me.
  "Wow..."
  "Yeah, I'm good."
	He laughed. I leant forward to kiss him, but again, he stopped
me. I glanced at him for a while, while I mopped the cum off his stomach
with a tissue. He glanced at my still throbbing cock.
  "Your turn," he said quietly. My insides leaped.
  "Sure, but first..." I took my t-shirt off. "... We get naked."
	Tyler glanced at my fifteen-year-old chest that had already begun
to grow a sparse amount of dark hair, and slowly removed his shirt. I
gasped as his armpits came into view. He was sporting a small patch of
underarm hair, that made me even more excited. I have always had a thing
about young guy's armpits, provided they're hot, of course. And Tyler
really was.
	He sat up and pulled his jeans properly off, as I did the same. He
then grabbed me, and lay me on my bed. He began to nibble my nipples and
play with my armpit hair.
	I've described Tyler, so I think I'll describe me now. I was, at
the time, about 5 11 tall, with broad shoulders and muscled arms. My pubes
were nigh on out of control, coming five inches up from the base of my
cock, and spreading onto my thighs. My treasure trail led up to my navel
with coarse hair, that was oddly the same colour as the hair on my head, as
is the rest of my body hair. My armpits had a good amount of hair as
well. I was not an abnormally hairy teenage, I just managed to somehow give
off that impression.
	Tyler began to mimic the moves I had demonstrated on him, licking
my shaft, sucking on my balls. He seemed to not to enjoy the latter, as I,
unlike him, had quite wiry hair on my sack.
  "You've got hair on your balls," he said.
  "Yeah... it's not uncommon. You're just... pleasantly unhairy."
	He glanced at my sack, shrugged, and went back to licking my
cock. It was nice enough, but a little boring. However, I was surprised
when I felt my cock head enter a warm, moist surrounding. Opening my eyes,
I saw he had taken my cockhead into his mouth.
  "Keep doing that... It's great..."
	I felt his tongue cross over my tip, and I squirmed with
pleasure. As I felt my climax building, I pulled him off my cock.
  "I don't wanna cum in your mouth.... Not at your first blow job. Wank me,
for a bit."
	He did so, and I just lay back, and let my pleasure build. He was
good! There was speed, and rough. He pulled my skin back as far as it would
go, causing a slight amount of pain, which I loved. I began to thrust into
his hand, my hairy arse lifting off my mattress.
  "Gonna cum..." I echoed, just before I shot five pressurised loads onto
my chest. Tyler looked pleased with himself, causing me to laugh as I
cleaned my self down.
  "That was... intense."
  "Mmm hmm," I agreed
  "Still horny though."
  "I can tell," I said, seeing his cock aiming at me. "What else do you
want to do?"
  "I dunno, you're more experienced than me."
  "Go on, say anything!"
  "Okay... finger me!"
  "Eh?"
  "Stick your finger up my ass."
  "Okay..."
	Tyler lay on his back and opened his legs. I lay my head on his
chest, and ran my hand down his hairless gooch, until I reached his hole. I
could feel some soft, downy hair around it, as I teased his rim. With my
middle finger, I pushed it in, and felt the warm of his inside. He moaned
with pleasure.
  "Stick in another... make it two..."
	I tried to push in another finger, but it wouldn't go.
  "Not gonna happen, mate."
  "My tight ass hole."
  "You're not kidding."
	We lay in silence for a while, gazing at each other.
  "How much do you like me?" he asked.
  "Hmm?"
  "How much do you like me?"
  "I love you..."
  "Really?"
  "Really. I love you so much."
	He looked at me, then my dick.
  "Stick your dick up my ass."
  "Wha-?"
  "Stick it up me."
  "You're kidding..."
  "No, go for it!"
  "You want me to actually have sex with you?"
  "Sure, why not?"
	I regarded him for a while, then nodded. I leaned to the gap behind
my bed and pulled out a condom and my KY Jelly. I tore open the foil
packaging and rolled the thin latex covering down over my shaft, savouring
the feeling of the rubber grasping my cock. Tyler rolled over onto his
front, and knelt down exposing his arse to me. I was right. There was a
small wheel of hair around his pink arse hole. It all lay flat and was set
out in a perfect circle. I bent down and licked the pucker, causing him to
jump.
  "Is that your tongue?"
  "Yeah. It's called rimming. You like it?"
  "Yeah... Doesn't it taste bad?"
  "Nope. Not of anything."
  "Oh. Cool"
	I moved back and pulled my KY Jelly closer, and I dribbled some
onto my covered cock, and rubbed it, causing an even coverage. I put some
on my finger and pushed it into Tyler's hole.
  "I'm going to push my dick in now."
  "Okay."
  "I'll go slowly... Tell me if it hurts."
  "Okay."
  "You have to push, as if you're taking a shit, when my cock begins to go
in. Make it easier."
  "Right."
	I aimed my aching cock at his hole, and moved forwards. My head
made contact with his arse, and it began to slid in. I felt Tyler push out,
and suddenly my cock shot in, the head enveloped. He gasped.
  "You okay?"
  "Yeah, it just took me by surprise. Keep going."
  "Right."
	I looked down and once more started to push. It slid in with ease,
until my thick pubes were tickling Tyler's sparse arse hair.
  "Gonna thrust now."
  "Okay."
	I thrusted backwards and forwards, bringing my cock almost all the
way out, then forced it back in. There were times where I knew I must have
hit Tyler's prostate, as he shuddered with pleasure. I tried to compare the
feeling of my cock in Tyler's arse to when I had fucked the girl, but I
couldn't focus. All I could think about was the increasing pleasure I had
building.
  "Oh no..."
  "What?" I asked through gritted teeth.
  "Gonna cum again..."
  "Not on my sheets..."
	But I felt his arse contract around my cock. The sudden tightening
added the last slice of stimulation I needed to go over the edge. I pumped
a huge amount of cum into the condom, and I fell onto Tyler's back, where
we both lay, until my cock softened, when it just fell out of Tyler's
arse. I rolled off him, and he rolled onto his back. His puddle of cum
wasn't huge, and his cock had shrunk back to its flaccid three and a half
inches.
  "You said you loved me," he said.
  "I do...."
  "Okay..."
  "Do you love me?"
	There was a pause.
  "No, I don't."
	My stomach tightened, but I kept my cool.
  "Fair enough."
	He looked at me, and must have seen something in my eyes, because
at that moment he leaned forwards and kissed me. His tongue felt so natural
in my mouth, as if it was merely an extension of mine, like it
belonged. The kiss was heaven. But it couldn't last forever.
  "Davie... I'm not gay."
  "Nor am I! I'm Bi!"
  "I mean... I'm straight."
  "Well, I just don't believe that!"
  "This was a... gift. For you. I led you on, so I thought you should get
something in return."
  "No..." My eyes had begun to tear. "You can't do this to me. Why would
you do that?"
  "Didn't you like it?"
  "Yeah, it was the best night of my life, and you can't say it didn't mean
anything."
  "I'm gonna go to my room now. I'll see you in the morning."
  "Ty..."
  "Night Davie."
	He left my room and closed the door behind him. I pulled the condom
off of my soft cock and fell back onto my bed, tears escaping full and
fast, as huge sobs wracked my body.


This is based on a true story, but I changed some of the details. The boys
were not called David and Tyler, and the story was a bit different, with
Tyler being a little less into the sex, but leading nonetheless. The true
story is a lot more upsetting. Email me on

dashitall@fsmail.net


If liked, I may write more.