Date: Thu, 04 Jun 2009 18:57:56 -0400
From: hardreader2000@aol.com
Subject: I Thought I Knew Chapter 20 Part 3

Chapter 20 - Part III
From Justin's viewpoint


We lay face to face on the bed, resting up after Billy's and my first
time. Neither of us could stop smiling. And we couldn't keep our hands off
each other. We just let our hands roam over one another's bodies. Toying
with nipples. Stroking necks and abs and ass cheeks. Gently playing with
each other's cocks. Our cocks were still very hard, very sticky and very
much ready for action.

Feeling Billy's cock, so warm and still moist with my cum and his ass
juices was blowing my mind. Realizing that just moments earlier it had been
buried deep inside of me. Spewing load after load of Billy's cum in me. How
amazing that was to experience. To feel his cock in my ass. To feel his cum
flowing into me. To feel the power of fucking. It was magical

I needed to taste it, too.

I moved around so I could run my tongue around Billy's cock. Tasting
him. Tasting me. Smelling our combined juices. His musky man scent.

I pulled back and watched as a new drop of pre-cum began to drip from the
tip of Billy's hot cockhead. It caught the light from the candles. God, how
my cock and balls and every muscle and tissue around them longed to . . .

"Do you want to do it to me now?" Billy asked, interrupting that very
thought in my own mind. It was like he was telepathic. It was what I had
hoped he would want. But I didn't want to fuck him if he didn't want me
to. I couldn't forget that he had only just come to terms with being gay. I
wasn't really sure he was ready, even if he said he was. Maybe he felt
pressured to let me make love to him because he had made love to me.

"Only if it's what you want. Don't feel you have to. We've got a lifetime
ahead of us to explore the possibilities," I said.

"Are you kidding? Of course I want you to. The feeling that I had when I
was buried deep in your ass was so incredible. The feeling of your ass
wrapped so tight around my cock. So warm. So perfect. I couldn't believe it
could feel so good. So right. Fuck, it made me feel like I was in such
control. Every time I hit that spot inside you that made you moan in
pleasure, I felt so good. Making you feel good was what it was. I want you
to have that same sensation I had and goddamn I want to feel what you
felt. I want you to make me groan just like I made you groan."

"OK. So how do you want to do it? Doggy style? Feet in the air? Whatever
you want," I said.

"I want to see your face when you cum. I want to feel your beautiful body
while you fuck my brains out. I want to see it all. Feel it all. Fuck, I
don't care. Just do it," Billy said.

"I'm pretty big," I warned. "I don't want to hurt you."

And with that we started. First I rocked him up on his shoulders to get
good access to his ass. It was twitching like crazy. It was so cute to see
how excited his asshole could be and I hadn't done anything yet. But I
wasted little time.

I started rimming him. I could smell our cum and our sweat in his ass
crack. It was a musky aphrodisiac to me. My tongue plunged right into
action. Licking all around, poking at that excited opening with my tongue.

I was surprised that almost immediately his muscles loosened up and
actually let me get my tongue a little bit into his asshole. His sighs of
pleasure and moaning left little doubt I was doing what he wanted.

Then I tried a finger and it slipped right in. I probed gently for a
moment, but met little resistance. I pushed in farther.

"That's it. Shove it in deeper," Billy said. And I did.

Soon two fingers and then three. He was taking this warm-up like a trooper.

"OK. That's enough," he said raising his head off the pillow. I thought he
wanted me to quite, so I pulled my fingers out. I was disappointed, but
willing to wait.

"Why do you look so glum?" he asked me. "Don't you want to fuck me?"

"Sure," I said.

"Well then get to it, man. Enough of this practice. I'm ready. Just let me
see that cock up close one last time before you shove it in me."

I obliged. And even if I do say so myself, my cock was something to behold
just then. All nine-plus inches of it. It was hard as marble, hot as hell
and dripping pre-cum like a leaky faucet. My cock was ready.

After Billy had his last look and ran his hand over it from tip to nuts, I
took hold of my cock. Bent it down toward Billy's ass lips. Pressed gently
against his entryway. My cock looked so big up against his ass.

I looked at Billy for guidance and he just nodded. I pushed gently, but
nothing happened.

"Relax," I said and pushed again. I could feel his ass giving way. A little
more and a little more. I could see the tip of my cockhead poking its way
into his ass. Another push and it popped in.

"Oh," Billy yelped and it wasn't a good yelp.

"Should I pull it out?" I asked.

"Fuck, no," he said. "Just give me a minute. Your monster is fucking
huge. That hurt!"

I felt terrible, but waited with just my cockhead in Billy's ass. I
couldn't take me eyes off of it. It was in Billy. Fuck, I was in Billy and
the thought and sight of it combined to make me even hornier, hotter and,
I'm afraid, bigger.

It was such a turn-on to see Billy's ass impaled on my hard cock. The head
of my cock completely inside Billy's butt. The lips of his ass muscles
circling and holding my shaft so tight. My rigid cock lubed with my slimy
pre-jizz. I was ready to fully fuck my boyfriend's ass for the first time.

At last Billy was ready for more and I started again, pushing as gently as
I could. But now the resistance was disappearing. My cock was
disappearing. Inch after inch I drove it into Billy's welcoming ass. He
smiled up at me and cooed, "I love you."

In and out. Deeper and deeper. Billy was beginning to rock back and forth
to match my motion and before long I had buried my cock to the hilt and
Billy was grinding his pelvis to get it still deeper. With each thrust he
groaned or let out a little yelp of pleasure. With each thrust he worked
harder to drive me deeper into him. To keep on hitting his prostate. To
keep on working his pleasure point.

He was thrashing and moaning and crying out encouragement to me to go
harder, faster, deeper. We were covered in sweat. I looked down at him as I
thrust my cock into his tight ass. His eyes were closed tight. His hands
were on my ass cheeks pulling me in to him. He looked so determined. So
into our moment.

With one particularly hard thrust, I must have hit the perfect mark because
his eyelids flew open and he looked into my eyes with pure lust. Then he
flashed me the biggest smile. "This is the fucking best," he
groaned. "Fucking best."

It was only a moment later that I warned him I was about to cum.

"Fill me up you fuck stud. Shove that cock in me. Cream my fucking
ass. . . ." and on and on until finally I arched my back and threw my head
back and let out a wail of a cry. There was no stopping. I made one last
thrust using my whole upper body. I worked my spine like cracking a whip,
snapping my hips and cock deep into Billy. I left my shaft buried for just
a second. Grinding into him as he ground back. I could feel my cock
swell. The heat from it was intense. Then I exploded. Cum exploded from my
cock up Billy's ass.

"Wow," Billy crooned in pleasure and amazement. "I can really feel it." I
shot into him again.

He grabbed his own cock. His gorgeous hard, dripping cock. He started to
beat it mercilessly. As I was still firing round after round of my cum into
him, he started to cum too and the spasms from his cumming urged me on.

It seemed like we might never stop. But at last, drenched in cum and sweat,
we did. I fell forward onto Billy. His stomach was flooded with his cum and
it squished between us. I didn't want to take my cock out of his ass and he
didn't seem to mind my leaving it buried where it was happiest.

We lay like that for the longest time. Exhausted and euphoric. Finally I
think we both drifted off for a short time.

When we awoke, my cock had slipped from Billy's butt, but we were still
entwined face to face, virtually glued together with Billy's cum. I didn't
care.

We lay and talked about the experience of our first time, trading
superlatives as we stroked and toyed with each other. If anything is bliss,
this was it.

We compared the wonders of being a top to being a bottom and agreed that we
both looked forward to a future of both.

"I wish I had this all on film, I'd love to see it over and over," Billy
said

That reminded me that Mike had said he would leave two hand-held video
cameras for us in case we wanted to do just that. They recorded directly to
DVDs, so we could take the discs with us and watch them on our home
computers whenever we wanted. No fear of others seeing our first X-rated
porn movies.

Billy was so excited when I told him that he made me get up and retrieve
the cameras from the guestroom. I could hear his cell phone ringing as I
returned, but Billy had made no effort to answer it.

"Who was it?" I asked.

He said he couldn't care less. He'd have a lifetime to return calls. All he
wanted now was to be with me.

We played around with the cameras until we had them operating and could at
least do the basics with them. We started taking pictures of each other
jerking off, then sucking each other off and finally, my favorite, an
extreme close-up of my cock penetrating Billy's ass for the second time.

I don't know how many times we each came that night. Maybe five. Maybe
more. With the sheets a sticky, wet mess and the smell of our cum almost
overpowering us, we finally collapsed in exhaustion and slept.

I awoke once or maybe twice to the ringing of my cell phone, or was it
Billy's. In my sleepy haze, I didn't know. I didn't care. I went back to
sleep.

With light pouring through around the blinds, we were awakened by an
unending ringing of both our cell phones about 8 a.m. First one rang. Then
the other. Then the first again. It clearly wasn't going to stop.

"It has to be Jess," Billy said. "He's the only one who knows we're
together and whoever is doing this seems to know we're together."

We both got up, fished out our cell phones. Mine was ringing and I could
see it was Jess calling. Billy checked his missed calls and then grabbed my
ringing cell from me.

"What the hell do you want?" he demanded into the phone with a tone that
took the pleasant edge off what should have been a morning of pure
pleasure.

After a brief pause Billy asked Jess quite harshly, "What did you say?"

He looked at me as Jess told him something I couldn't hear. But I could
tell from Billy's expression that it wasn't good news.

To Be Continued . . .

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