Date: Sun, 12 Dec 2021 17:14:26 +0000 (UTC) From: Terry Green Subject: Fun time with Nick Please support nifty all you can. It's that time of year to give back, and nifty is a safe and friendly home for the LGBT community. Terry Summers in southern Maryland are atrocious. In the "free state," not much was without wads of cash, but what did Nick and I know? We were the proverbial young, dumb, and full of cum. A few years earlier we met at the same elementary school, survived 7th and 8th together, with ninth grade flying by at a rate of expedition. August was after both of our family vacations. Nicks went to the outer banks, while my parents and sister were in upstate New York. The dregs of summer became more boring at Uncle Charlie and Aunt Jamie's lake house. My sister Amy mostly hung out with older people being a senior in high school, while I was on the Wi-Fi jerking off to gay porn. Texting Nick was common too, as I wasn't the type to enjoy kayaking or sailing. At least they had an Xbox there. I was able to sign into my account, playing Call of Duty and Fallout. These were my favorite games. My parents complained about "wasting my time," but that's what I thought of being out on the boats was. Supposedly "my attitude " would be brightened by boating. The closest I got to this, was a few swims or tanning on the boat dock. In my white OP suit, a couple young ladies would check me out. Maria dug my spiky brown hair, and let me know, in no uncertain terms how she wanted alone time. I always had an excuse. She continued each occurrence sunbathing. Mom was correct that a first generation Slavic American with the cheeks and blue hair, with my spikes could reel them in. Yet deep down she knew. Dad was mostly indifferent, and when not drinking with his brother, would be fishing off the dock. Smoking cigarettes and cursing in Russian, I promised not to become like him. Fat and out of shape, he was a rough individual from St Petersburg where my parents had met at the university. Our Russian ancestry always fascinated me. Uncle Charlie was really Dmitry, and they'd been fast tracked to the US. Him and my dad both worked for the KGB, and had made deals with the west as the Soviet empire crashed. I didn't know all of it, but knew my relatives fought the Germans in Stalingrad. Others had been involved with aeronautics, and one uncle supposedly worked on the Mir space station. There were answers, but there were a lot of blanks too. My folks, sister and I, our whole family integrated easily enough. My babushka, grandmother was in New York. She spoke pretty good English, and lived in Brooklyn near "Little Russia." Brighton Beach was her spot, and for many who had traversed from Eastern Europe. It would have been more fun to be in New York City. Yet back from the usual upstate trek, Nick and I rode our bikes through neighborhood paths in suburban DC. Montgomery County was one of the nations wealthiest, and we had a lot of diversity, along with opportunities most young people dreamed of. Mom and dad were at work this afternoon. Mom and dad were employed "by the government." I still am not sure, but I'm betting on the CIA or another intelligence branch. They had occasional diplomatic pouches, and didn't work for the department of state. In a way you could say they were sloppy, but were my sibling and I going to rat them out? Nope and as I sat with Nick, I noticed he wasn't wearing any underwear under his shorts. "You freeballing Nick?" As we sat in the driveway by the carport he turned every shade of red. He closed his legs. Yet I caught him with a smirk. If I was correct he was doing this intentionally, and since he wasn't chasing women, could he also be gay or at least bisexual? I hoped so as not only was he tall, but muscular, and very handsome. Plus he had a truly perfect big cock, that made me think of a guys in porn that I regularly dreamed of sucking. He apologized and I said "no need," as "I'm free balling too. It's more comfortable with the heat. In fact I'm thinking about going inside and just taking my clothes off." He followed me to the living room! Also as I took my shirt and shorts off, I caught him glancing at my semi hard penis. Without a word, he stripped down to nothing, and started to massage my sex. Oh wow. The sensations of warmth and pleasure went all over me. It was like the fireworks show on the 4th of July, as I was overstimulated and locked up by how good it felt. His hands on my cock and balls. I moaned audibly, and then for some reason took a step back. At first Nick looked both shocked and confused. I don't remember much, other than allowing my cock to get soft, and folding it between my legs. "Looks like a pussy doesn't it?" His smile was amazing, and he was kissing me. Rubbing my crotch again my pussy became a mans sex organ, and I just about melted when his fingers wrapped around my pulsating penis. His gentle hands on my extremely sensitive balls, and oh yes he started to kiss me. He obviously had more experience than I did. Confident and alert, he told me to join his tongue as we kissed. It was amazing this feeling. Our cocks were rubbing together, and Nick's blue eyes said it. Yet his voice did too. "I want you to suck my cock, and I'm going to fuck you." Was this really happening? I was anticipating and scared at the same time. Sure I had dreamed about him inside me, but he was bigger than I thought. My 6 inches looked like nothing to his 8 plus, and wow he had bigger balls than I did. Maybe that's how it was for all gay guys, in that the one with the biggest gets to choose what happens. I didn't resist. Soon he was on the blue and green plaid couch, summoning me to give him a blowjob. At first I was tentative. Rubbing his cock, groin, it took me some time to get on my knees. Yet I felt the rug bear into them, as I licked his shaft, and took him in my mouth like the movies showed. Nick was buckling as I took his cut penis further, and I was really enjoying this. Yes his eyes were closed and he groaned in pleasure, but I was so hard getting the opportunity to taste his rod of precum. Just like the movies it dangled from my lips, and I just couldn't get enough. Instant attraction as I sucked and licked on his balls too. Nick's face was contorting and I was even more eager. His hands went through my hair, and his breathing and scent of sexuality, let me know I was doing things right. I loved that I owned him. He couldn't move. I was the pilot. Bobbing up and down, more precum and my slobber mixed up. His penis was now shining. So hard too. I didn't realize how full he was until now, and soon he kissed me. Grabbing me by my elbows, he laid me down on the couch and got on it as well. He had his penis up against mine. It was mind boggling. We were two animals in heat, and soon he was sucking away at my penis with fury and purpose. This was my first time, and it was the best feeling ever. My toes and fingers bent. Wet and warm. It was being in a parallel universe of paradise, as my friends eyes and lips holding my penis, it was a lot to take in. I was self conscious about not cumming in his mouth. When would I know? Nick must be a mind reader. "Just enjoy this." No arguments there as he flicked his tongue and lips in tandem, synchronizing the dance of oral sex done right. What a joy unfettered this was, and soon I felt a new sensation. It was his wet finger! I was being violated! At first I wanted him to back off, but ultimately he was in charge and as I laid there, I had to give up my masculine dreams to be thrown in the trash can. He had his index finger in my bum, and soon it would be something else. There was no choice, as I was going to be butt fucked. Anal. All of this in one afternoon, and as he slobbered away on my hard knob, his fingers went further and actually it felt good. Mostly pressure but a feeling that was fulfilling, pleasant, and new. We were walking on another planet together, and I was in on the ride now. Fully committed. Yet my nerves were shot, and as my body language tensed up, Nick said "relax. As soon as you feel me inside you push down on my dick." That and all of a sudden pressure, as he had me on the edge of the couch with my legs spread open. I had some tears, but the pain wasn't terrifying. Soon I got turned on seeing his penis go under my testicles, which he made feel magical in those palms of his. Damn. I was being sodomized and loving it. He made me sit in front of him and took my ass and dignity from behind. Complete control was given to him, as he had done this before obviously, and was teaching me to ride take him inside me. He was moaning. I was too. Yet mine were more hesitant, and with eagerness but admittedly was caught unaware. I was buck naked being plundered by my friend. That was his penis in my butthole, and that's the way it was going to be. His strong hands were on my hips, and I was stunned by his spanking. It wasn't for pain, as he was getting more turned on slapping my butt cheeks that belonged to him. I was getting more into it too, as I clamped down to the best of my ability. Sweating. Biting my lips. He was inside me. It felt like forever and also no time at all. Soon I was riding his cock like I saw in the movies. My feet in the sofa cushions, my fingers touching his chest, as we kissed. This was incredible and I loved it, when he felt my cock with his insatiable hands. Tongues together we were one, and he got still. His eyes were so intense. He had locked up. All I heard was "here it," and my insides had his seed imploding. It shot up all the way in, and as his cock softened up, he pulled out of me. Taking me from behind, he made my face with his hands kiss him, as he jerked my penis off in his hands. I screamed as sperm flew everywhere, and as my heart felt like it would shoot through my chest, white cum was all over his fingers. I had just been seduced. Or had I seduced him? We laid there a few in silence. He and I washed up, and put our underwear and clothes on. I felt kind of dirty, but didn't protest when he laid down next to me in his arms. There wasn't much said, but we kissed again. Soon we were chatting more, and he told me that he had first had anal sex with a fellow guy in his church youth group, along with how much he had struggled hiding his gayness from me. I was relieved as was he. Sure I had a lot of questions in my brain and few answers, but I knew that I'd want to do this again with him.