Date: Thu, 24 May 2001 02:58:15 -0000
From: Fred MacDonald <firestorm39@hotmail.com>
Subject: My Bud Justin

*** MY BUD JUSTIN ************

There's a guy at school named Justin Hall. A lot of people don't
seem to like him and they say he's ugly, but he's really hot.
Short blond hair, six foot something, great muscles, and he's
in the army reserves. I love seeing him in the black muscle Tee
he wears to dances sometimes because it shows off his great arms
and pecs.

Both Justin and I are 16 and in High School. We've been friends
for about a year, but nothing much has happened. But I do get
a gay vibe from him. I feel like he's flirting with me a lot,
and I fantasize about him. When we talk on ICQ, it's all I can
do to stop myself from asking him to come over and fuck me right
then. When my parents go away this summer, it would be my dream
to get him over to my house.

I'd say to him over ICQ "Hey Justin, my parents are away for a
few weeks so I'm free to do whatever I want. I'm just sitting
here in my underwear right now and I can have people over if
I want." (Hint hint).

I want to find out what kind of underwear he wears, too. I
heard once at school that's he's a brief man, but I've never
been able to confirm it. Hopefully he is, and I'd tell him
that I'm sitting at the computer wearing only red boys' briefs
that are a little too small for me. I actually do own some :)

I'd invite him over and say he could spend the night if he
wanted. When he shows up at my place, he'd be in that black
muscle tee shirt and loose fitting jeans. I'd have put on
black nike shorts and a white wife beater, though. He might
mention that I wasn't wearing the too-small red briefs like
he was expecting, and if he did I'd say we could both just
get down to our briefs right away. Unfortunately, he most
likely won't and we'll just go watch some TV or a movie. I'd
try and get something with sex so I could catch him with a
boner.

Once we're settled, if he doesn't say it first than I will:
"Do you mind if I take my shirt off?"

Then, I'd say "Why don't we just hang out in our briefs?"

If he needs coaxing, I'd just say that we'd probably just be
sleeping in our underwear anyway.

He'd stand up off the couch and, facing forward -- not at me
but not away from me -- slip off that tight black shirt. I've
never seen him with his shirt off in person but I can imagine
his soft muscled body moving to get the shirt over his head.
He'd throw it lightly to the ground and looks over at me.

"Well are you going to strip too or just watch me?" he'd say
to me and I'd have to come back to reality for a second
while I stood and shed my own clothes. But of course I'd never
take my eyes off his body. I can imagine him undoing his belt
and sliding his jeans off. His legs would be just as beautiful
as the rest of his body, his tight black briefs would accent
his awesome butt and I wouldn't be able keep my mind of
fucking him right there while he bent to take off the socks.
When he turned to look at me, already in my tight red briefs,
I'd get a look at his huge round bulge and resist the urge
to just grab it right there.

"Come on," he'd say, "let's watch the rest of the movie."

So we'd sit in our scantily clad condition, and of course I'd
more in just a little closer than I had been so he was within
arms reach. When a sex scene came on the screen, I'd casually
brag my crotch and rub it a bit. Before long I'd be sporting
a hard on that was scraining the restrictive material, and
I'd make sure he knew it. In no time at all he'd have one
too, but he'd try to hide it or at least wasn't rubbing his
the way I was mine.

"Looks like your really enjoying the movie," he'd say, eyeing
my hard cock.

"I guess so," I'd say, grabbing it through the cloth, but then
I'd seize the opportunity and, spotting his own rock hard
tool, grab it in a joking kind of way and say "Looks like
you're getting really excited yourself." I'd even just jerk
it quickly once or twice to get my point across.

Embarassed, he'd just push me off and say "Guess so."

"Hey," I'd say, "this movie isn't making it any better. Do
you want to just jerk off?"

He'd be hesitant, but before I could protest I'd have my
cock out of my briefs and into my fist. Seeing me start, he'd
slowly pull out his cock too. Both are rock hard. I'd watch
him with a smile while I jerked my cock, and watch his fist
bounce up and down on his own crotch. Before long he starts
moaning and I get really into it. I fantasize about watching
him jerk off like this all the time.

Suddenly he shouts "I'm gonna cum!" and he buckles over with
his mouth open wide with pleasure, and his great eight incher
starts shooting all over his chest. One would even land right
below his lower lip. At almost the same time I cum, spraying
myself all over my chest like Justin did. I milk my cock for
a few extra pumps before it goes semi-limp. I left it hanging
over my waistband onto my stomach.

"God, that was amazing," I'd say, "but now we have to clean
up the mess."

"Hey," he'd say, finally starting to take charge, "I dare you
to lick it up off my chest."

Just so I don't seem too eager, I'd say "You serious?"

"Well, if you're too much of a pussy to take the dare..."

"Alright, big shot, I'll do it."

I tuck my cock away, but his is still out and his briefs are
halfway down his thighs. I'd stand in front of him first,
but then slowly go down on my knees to get better access to
his skin. There'd be cum all down his chest, on his chin,
and on the head of his cock.

I'd put my hands on his hips and slowly lean forward. When
my tongue first touches his pec his back arches slightly
and I know he likes it. Very slowly, I'd lick up a couple
piles of cum from his chest and stomach. Watching his face,
I can tell he's really enjoying the sensations of my tongue
on his sensitive skin. Then I'd move up to get the cum off
his face, and I end up straddling his lap and my bulge rubs
up against his balls. I've already got another hardon. Using
my lips more than tongue, I taste the cum on his chin. My
top lip touches his lower, but we're not quite kissing.

Thinking I've swallowed it all, I'd lean back on my legs back
on the floor, looping up at him. He'd open his eyes and look
down at me. He grabs his semi hard dick and says, "Looks like
you missed a spot."

Again, trying to appear resistant, I say "You don't really
want me to lick your cock too, do you?"

"It's covered in cum too. I dare you."

"Fuck," I'd say. I'd go up slowly, putting one hand on his
hips by his ass and the other around the base of his thick
shaft, pointing it towards my mouth. I'd look up into his
eyes.

"Do it, bitch," he'd say forcefully.

I'd run my tongue very lightly along his shaft, from the
bottom to the tip. He gasps slowly and arches his back
again, in exstacy. I go a little further and kiss the head,
and that's when he'd put his hands behind my head to control
me a little more. It won't take long before I'm giving him
a full blow job. I put both my hands on his ass and suck that
rock hard teenage cock with every last ounce of energy I have.
It's when I start fingering his asshole that he really starts
moaning and trying to face fuck me. In about thirty seconds
I feel a mouthful of his warm juices, and about seven loads
of it.

With one hand still probing his ass and the other rubbing his
chest, I'd straddle his spent cock and start kissing him,
forcing him to taste his own cum. He'd be able to feel my
iron tool humping his leg.

Knowing that's he's incredibly horny, I'd whisper to him,
"Let me fuck that sweet ass. I dare you."

Without any complaint, he'd let me stand up and pull off
my briefs. Rolling over, he puts his knees on the floor and
his chest on the couch, leaving his ass open for the
taking.

Supporting myself with one hand, I'd guide my seven inch cock
into his virgin ass hole, and I'd quickly start to pound
on that muscular body. My thrusting would cause his cock to
get hard for the third time that night and it would be rubbing
on the couch as if he were humping it. Both of us were moaning
louder and louder.

"Oh Fuck!" he'd scream in a mix of pain and pleasure, and
I'd just keep pounding my cock into his ass. Faster and harder
my thrusting would be, and louder his shouting would be until
we finally reached the climax. I'd spill every last bit of
my seed into his body while he loses his on the couch. I'd
finally just collapse onto his back while our cocks slowly
deflated.

"Holy shit, that was amazing!" he says as we finally go to
put our briefs on again. Right away we'd have our hands
feeling our bulges, getting ready for the rest of the night.


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