Date: Mon, 23 Feb 2015 04:44:25 +0000 From: boy racer Subject: Lucas and his boys - part 4 Once again: Donating to Nifty will not only keep this place alive but also helps preservate 'the history' of erotic stories. Have you checked they have stories dating back to the early 90's? It's interesting to read. previously: "I hope you don't mind I crash here with you... My bed feels pretty lonely." "Not at all..." I just stripped naked and jumped right next to him. We spooned and silently drifted away... 4 - THE FIREFUCK You probably remember I told John I rarely would know what I dreamed of during the night, especially those sex dreams. It's true. It's also true that when I do remember a dream I hardly forget it, ever. I slept in John's arms once again after a entire Sunday of fuck. But I woke up from an incredible vivid dream. I was in a house, I didn't know whose. Better still, I knew I was in a bedroom with Alex (my best friend). We were together, wearing nothing but our briefs. Mine was blue (I didn't own any blue underwear), Alex's was a black tight shorts. We were talking like we usually do, then the next thing I knew I was kissing him! Not just kissing, frenching the hell outta him. I had my hand all over his hair, totally messing it (he hated when people messed with his hair), our tongues were in a battle that was so hot. He started kissing my chest, biting my nipples (it had never been done), groping my cock while he worked all the way down kissing my abs until he reached my blue underwear. He bit it and pulled it down (after this I decided one day I would try undressing a boy with my teeth), revealing my hard cock. I undressed him too... Oh man, his cock was b-e-a-u-t-i-f-u-l (not everyone can find beauty in a man's penis, but once you get to see a vast variety, you'll understand there are ugly cocks and beautiful, well-built ones), and we got on the bed kissing each other passionately, treating our dicks with a nice handle... And I woke up. I woke up? Shit!!! I woke up but I had the vivid impression I had totally held his cock in my hand and kissed him madly. Once I realized my mind had fooled me this much I felt awful. IT WAS REAL. At least it felt real. I wished it was real! Still trying to understand what happened, I looked at John, who was flat on the mattress, sound asleep. Not even his cock was hard, and that was saying something, because it kept hard always, constantly draining blood from my poor cousin's body. John looked even nicer sleeping. I messed with his hair a little, as I allegedly did to Alex's hair. He moaned slightly and turned his back to me. They say you have 'to get while the getting's good'. So I just spooned with him now having for the first time my hard cock pressing against his butt. I was awake just a few minutes after this... I slept again. *** I woke up this time in the real world when John was feeling my hard cock againts his butt. Then again I thought I might as well be dreaming again. "John?" "Good morning sunshine. I can feel it's gonna be a 'hard' day..." "Well. G'morning. Yea... It feels hard. What did you say yesterday? It's good to wake up with my hard cock pressed against a boy's butt?" "Maybe... I don't know... What time is it?" "Hum... Lemme check... 7h30... Why? You have to get up?" "No. It's summer, remember? It's basically forbidden to wake up early unless it's for a very good reason." "And what would be a very good reason?" He yawned and stretched his arms then turned facing me. "I'll go wash up, then I'll tell you". Man I had to hold myself not to jump on his hard cock. I should be tested for cock-addiction. Shortly after he came back and laid again by my side. "Now, it's my turn." I said as I stood up. Normally I would try and hide my morning wood, but why bother? John and I crossed all lines that would have any of us embarrassed. As I headed out ot the bathroom he patted the mattress as a "come here" sort of gesture. He was laid on his side, with his head supported by his arm. You know what I'm talking about, right? He looked like a painting with that yellow light from the bedside lamp, his erect cock. (It was 7h30 but the room was dark since we didn't open the black-out). I rested my head on the pillow we shared. So my face was no more than couple inches away from his. "So... What would be a good reason to wake up at 7h30? I asked him altogether aware it would be something involving sex since he was hard and I, even though I'd taken a piss, got hard again when I saw him. "The reason is, I woke up in the mood for doing something I don't do very often..." "Which is?" We were sooo like this. Leave each other without response... And go straight to the point. His hands touched softly on my chest, and he slid'em down until reached my cock. He moved and knelt between my legs. His head slowly got down until I felt his lips surrounding my cock head. It felt wonderful. His hot wet mouth slowly took my cock in. His tongue performed a licking that was designed to fly me to the moon and back with the excitement it provided. He said he didn't do it very often, but I was delighted to be sucked. John didn't get all the way in, but in his defense, I didn't think he needed to. He went up and down on me slowly, pressing his lips against my cock all the way. My dick was held by it base very softly. It didn't even seem to be the same John who fucked me powerfully the day before. Maybe it was my mind fooling me, but I felt tenderness in his sucking, as he was 'savouring' the texture of my cock skin, head and all. My hands went to his hair while he serviced my cock. As if there were no clocks on the planet, John had my cock in and out his mouth for so long that I could've died there, and that would have been the death of a happy person. John had almost at all times one of his hands either on my cock or my balls, and it surprised me a little when he spit on his hand during a very brief stop and then went on my crotch, going past my balls until he reached for my ass. When his finger entered me, it felt nice. Feeding cock to my cousin and being finger fucked by him made my mind go crazy. Eventually he hit that crazy spot and no longer than 10 seconds after, I shot my load in his mouth, with a few respectable spurts. I felt my jizz flying as when you push the plunger of a syringe very fast and land into my cousin waiting mouth. He didn't swallow. He waited until I finally finished shooting and without removing my cock out of his mouth, slimply released the tension of his lips, liberating the cum to flow over my entire dick, my little amount of pubes, my balls, the sheets. Boy did I cum! How could I cum that much? John, the nasty, grabbed my softening cock and smiled at the mess he had made. Using his hand, he spread the whole thing onto my abs. He certainly liked it messy, dirty, cum everywhere kinda thing. After we washed up, Aunt Rosie was already dressed for work and had the breakfast table set up for us. "You guys overslept today huh?" My mind was like: overslept? Gee lady you wouldn't know half of it. "I guess we did mom. It's just we get talking till late and don't even see the time pass by." "I know the drill. When I was your age and had sleepovers with the girls... That was a whole lotta fun." "I bet it was..." I added. "Anyway, I'm off to work, as you guys may see. I'm wearing make up." "You look pretty aunt Rosie." "Oh, thank you Lucas... See that John? Can't you ever say nice words to your mom?" "I say nice words. It's not fair." "You do, a lot..." now she started mimicking him: "Mom? We're outta milk... Mom, I don't have clean socks... Mom..." "We get it. We get it mom... Lucas, nice boy. John, evil creature." John said with a 'monster-like' voice and I laughed my ass off. "Don't worry son. I'm just joking..." "I see that. Every joke has its hidden meaning." "Oh don't sweat it. I have a chore for you guys. Both of you." "Oh man..." John complained but I remained still. "It should be oh ma'am if you were to say anything. Which you are not. I'm not asking you to fight Al Qaeda. It's just dust the house. Or haven't you noticed it needs a little attention?" That was ok for me. I could say that would be fun since I never need to do chores in my place other than keep my room habitable, and we have the cleaning lady coming by twice a week. "You can count on us, aunt Rosie." "You're speaking for yourself, right?" "C'mon John. Do you work? No. Your mom has to work. Is it sooo bad help a little?" "See John? Lucas, nice boy. John, evil creature." His mom hit back mimicking the monster voice. John didn't see that coming. The three of ended laughing. My aunt was turning around to go to work when I remembered. "Shit.... Aunt Rosie!" She stopped. "Wait. I'm gonna get something that my dad told me to give to you..." I took the envelope with the money. Took out 4 one-hundred bills and left the four others and handed to her in the kitchen. "What is that for?" She asked. "For... Stuff... Food, electricity, water... Probably for the extra expenses for having me here." "Do you know why your father told you to give it to me? " "Have no idea." "Because he knew I wouldn't take it if he tried to. It's not necessary. But anyway... I'm off guys... Bye..." We finished our breakfast and cleaned up the kitchen, we went to the living room. Things seemed to be pretty easy there. John took a broom and started sweeping while I attendet to things over the furniture, portraits, knick knacks, stuff like that. On the bookshelf there were a few cassete tapes. And one caught my attention. "Jive Bunny and the Mastermixers - The Album". "Do you guys still have cassetes, John?" "We still have a few. What we don't have is a device to play them." "Oh really? I was hoping we could play this one..." "What is that?" He asked from another room he was sweeping. "Oh, it's this Jive Bunny and the master something..." "You mean the one with the Bunny? And some clouds and an airplane?" "That's the one." "Oh that one my father had it transefered to a cd." "Oh great. Can I play it?" "Are u aware that those are old songs, from a time you and I weren't even born?" "So what? When does a song get old?" It started playing those Glen Miller songs and those Bill Haley kinda thing and I went dancing like a mad man. I only noticed John watching me dance when the first track was almost gone. His face was priceless. "Never knew you could dance." I smiled and answered: "You never asked... Wanna dance?" "I think I'll pass." "Why?" "Because I don't do that." "C'mon man. It's 'Tutti Fruti'... Everybody knows it." He acted like I was speaking greek to him but was smiling. "What's with the smiling? Am I Bozo now?" I said playfully. "Nope, you're not. But you DO look pretty dancing. And damned hot as well..." Mister charming hittin on me now. "Oh really? Do I look hot?" "Yeah you do..." I got the horny and tried to be provocative. Pushed him over to the couch, and came on to him like those strip club guys you see on movies. I took advantage of the track that had just started "Do you wanna rock". My shirt first went to the air and I was sort of lap dancing to John at the sound of "Do you wanna touch me" by Gary Glitter (ever so appropriate). John was easy going and pulled me close to him so I could 'dry hump' him! Next thing I see it's him pulling my shorts down and get my hard cock on his hand... He told me to strip naked and he, too, undressed himself. He put both of his feet on the couch and spread his legs widely. I could see his hard cock, his balls and his crotch standing in front of him. The dry humping resumed, only this time not so 'dry'. John stretched himself a little to reach a small drawer of the telephone table. He grabbed a tube, like a toothpaste. "Do you trust me, Luke?" "Of course I do. Why?" "Wanna try something real wild?" "What is it?" "No... Just answer... Wanna try it or not." "Yes..." "It's crazy but afterwards you'll like it. I know I did when I tried." "Ok..." "Bring your cock over here." As I got closer to him, he opened the tube, liberating a smell that was quite unique. It was similar to camphora. But something else. John applied on my cock that white cream, pomade-like. And given his hand was on my cock he took a little time to jerk it off. Then he asked me to apply a small amout to his ass. Aside from the strong smell of that thing, have my fingers up John's ass was quite good. We were rock hard. He spit on his hand and lubed up his ass. I lubed up my cock, acknowledging I was gonna fuck him. I was getting my mind ready, trying to focus in enter John's ass nicely as he did mine when all of a sudden I felt burning. "John my cock is on fire! What did you do?" "I just applied that thing on it." "It feels like it's totally on fire, with flames and the whole nine yards." "Trust in me. It's ok. You feel this burning up thing now, but in a few minutes you're going to be screaming with sex." "What is it that you put on me?" "Capsicum." "Capsi Pepsi what?" "It's pepper!" "Fucking shit John! You put pepper on my cock???" "You said you trust me. Now trust me! You're gonna have a great time. Forget it's burning and come on to me." I had to admit, it felt like burning, but my cock was harder with the same intensity of the burning. I was starting to sweat. John felt the burning too: "Oh shit it's burning my ass too!" "Told ya..." "Who cares, c'mon here..." John placed my cock on his puker and I was going for it nice and easy as he had fucked me. But his burning ass put him out of control as he grabbed my hip and just pulled me into him all at once. The burning cock felt incredible good. It felt like John's ass was on fire. John was moaning with my cock's full length up on his ass and I was still until he could pick up himself. He shouldn't have pulled me in all the way... "Damn Luke... This thing burns like hell but I feel your dick filling me in... Fuck me Luke... Fuck me good and strong. Just ram that cock into me..." I did exactly as he wanted. I just fucked him driven by the intensity of the fire I was feeling. With every thrust I felt completely my cock. Can't explain the feeling. But the effect of that pepper on me was an extreme urge to fuck John deeper and deeper as if I had no limits inside his ass. And he wasn't helping much to cool things down a bit, because his ass was on fire too. The only thing to my cock was his ass, and to soothe his flaming ass the only thing was my cock. That was a match made in heaven... I kept thrusting, holding John's legs, with my hands under his knees pushing his legs against him. John himself was trying to lift up to me. I never knew that fucking an ass could be this good. I was told to keep fucking hard and I was nearly to blast a full load of my teen milk inside my cousin and he begged for more. I couldn't hold it any longer and I vocalized it with a roar that didn't seem to come from me... It was like an angry lion or a leopard. "Oh Luke, keep thrusting your cock... Just keep fucking me... It feels so good... Man..." Ok, my cousin had totally gone nuts with that pepper thing. I thought that after cumming into him my cock would get itself out. But the burning was still intense and as I kept pushing into John's teen hole I felt my cock regaining power... Just like that I was hard again! Blame it to the pepper! But I was fucking my cousin for a second round. His ass felt different now. I didn't know for sure, but I thought I could feel 'watery' noises inside John. I thought it was my cum from before. Could it be? I chose not to ask him anything a he had a lot on his mind already (and his ass too). John started stroking his meat but I decided I would take care of that. And kept a pace matching my jerking him off and my fucking. It was taking long for me to cum and my legs wouldn't hold it much longer. I felt exhausted. Thankfully John began showing signs he was gonna cum, which brought me to climax alongside him. He just boosted his load up as I stroke him and it landed on my hip. Immediately as I felt his cum on me, I let out another moan and came into his as for the second time. I have no idea if there was actually any cum on the second shoot but I felt drained, barely had enough strength to keep myself from falling on the ground. "Luke... I feel like you've destroyed my ass... But I never felt so good... with a cock in my hole..." "John... I th... I t-think I'm gonn... Gonna die..." "Relax, it's your heart racing the beats because of the effort you pulled through..." "I can't... breathe..." "Lay down here, I'm gonna get you something to drink..." I was really on the verge of collapsing. If I never felt my heart, that day I was assured what it feels like. It was possible to feel it in every tinyest part of my body. John stormed out to the kitchen and came back with a bottle... "Take it Luke... I thought of bringing you a coke but I thought of a Gatorade instead..." I drank almost the whole thing and finally realized I was on my aunt's living room floor bare assed... John laid by my side, with his arm under my head and the other around my chest. It took me a while until I figured out I would eventually survive my first time as a top... I kinda drifted away. I didn't know where I 'actually came back'. It was a good thing to be in John's arms and slowly acknowledge what happened. Nor John neither I understood why I was so worn out after fucking. But there were things to sum up on this equation... The fact that I came twice with virtually no time in between, the adding of that capsicum thing that made things all the way more intense, and John had the guts to say that I was 'undernourished' or 'under fed'. John made me laugh at that last idea, so he knew I would be fine... "Lucas." "What?" "Now it's official." "What's official?" "You're no longer a virgin. There's nothing in your body that you haven't explored..." I hadn't thought of that. He was right. I was no longer that virgin boy insecure and unsure of many things who arrived in this town only hoping something would happen. I had fucked, been fucked, sucked, been sucked, had loads of cum shot into my ass and my mouth, had swallowed it and came to love the idea of having a mouthful of that white thick boy juice. I also had shot a load in my cousin's mouth. He didn't drink it though but that wasn't part of my experience. Well up until now I was doing good. Now the world was my oyster (and the cliche too). "Well John, for what it is worth... I wouldn't have done any of those things if I wasn't with you..." "I think you would've... It was your time to go on and have your experiences... Maybe I just happened to be around and then it was me the one to walk with you this part of your road..." "Oh, John, that was beautiful..." "Was it now? I still don't know half of what I'm saying... I blame it on the pepper..." "Blame it on the pepper... Really... This is something I'll never forget, John." "Me neither..." "The day I had my cock covered with pepper". "Oh man... but that was the best time I bottomed in life." "Well I can say one thing: that was a firefuck!" "Shit, you didn't just say that." "I did." "Hahahaha" "Oh man... I think we better go wash up this 'caps-pepper-from-hell' out of us..." "Sure thing."