Date: Thu, 10 Dec 2009 00:03:42 EST
From: Cnjshore9@aol.com
Subject: True Beginnings #8: My Sister's Fiancee

Now if you are in here at this epidsode level, you must have decided to
be here, and the route in is pretty darned clear as to what's in
here... but ...

...  If it is not allowed where you live, or you are too young, please
click on that upper right "X" and leave now.

Hey, guys ...  okay... so  I said that #7 was the end of this series
...well... not quite.   If you noticed already, it's been not soooo
sequential in stories.  And when I think of something that needed to be
added I did ... without a real 'time-line'..

...AND ..  I'm gonna do it again !!!   , I hope you enjoy ...


True Beginnings #8: My Sister's Fiancee

      another story by CNJShore9

In the previous few episodes I have told about my early experiences in
boy-2-boy sex.  This one is a bit different.  It's about the time I
actually had an 'encounter' with an older guy ... tho' not much older ...

I was 16 and a junior in high school.  My sister had graduated the previous
May and was then in Nursing School when she announced that when she turned
18 in January she and Jesse were getting married ... and, of course, added
in her inimitable fashion "and there ain't a goddamned thing you can do
about it!  I'll be 18 and you can't stop me."

Needless to say there was a night of tongue-biting.  We were a rather
conservative and somewhat 'social' family...and Jesse was .. well let's say
"from the wrong side of the tracks' (literally in our small town).  My
sister had a history of picking what the rest of the family termed "not
quite 'our type'"...and he was definitely in that category.  At least his
family had a small house - not a trailer (or as we called them in that
area, a "tornado magnet")!!

I on the other hand had already come to terms in my own head with my being
"gay as a goose", but didn't advertise it at all.  Because I was more
academic than athletic, I was already 'branded' with the "big red Q"
... but while I was being fucked by the varsity offensive tackle, the
forward and captain of the basketball team, the varsity track star that ran
hurdles, and that one just fucking cute guy !!!  In fact, I used to 'date'
a couple of "kiss and tell" girls.  I'd go out over the weekend and shag
their pussies into submission, so I could hear the repeated stories at
school on Monday.  So .. half the footballers liked to call me queer .. but
they were always confused on Monday !!!!!

So... as it happened... there was a Friday or Saturday night (who really
cares which?) ...  when Jesse decided to sleep over at our house.  We had
eaten a nice dinner at home and then gone out and had a few beers.  Yes, I
'double dated' with them .. after all I was also dating my sister's best
friend.  (I could finger her to a wild and whooping climax!!! ...  wouldn't
put my dick in there!!!  But she seemed to like that.)

Anyway, we got back to our house and Jesse had the (once in his life?)
sense to say he couldn't drive home and needed to crash.  Needless to say
.. he was not going to sleep with my parents ... and my sister's bed was
OFF LIMITS in caps !!!

So he ended up in my double bed.

Now let's see..... he was 20, thin and fairly muscled, dark hair, and
really hot !!!  I always slept in my shorts ('Y' front briefs back then) ..
and he decided to go with the flow and stripped down to his cotton boxers.
I got in on the far side of the bed, he got in nearest the door...and we
dozed off.

Well... at least he did.  I was soooooo boned up I couldn't have gone to
sleep with pentathol !!!

When I could hear his regular breathing with a bit of a snore, I rolled
over and took my penlight out of my bedside table drawer.  Then I slowly
and cautiously slipped under the sheet.

I could see the outline of his cock next to the fly of his boxers.  I
shined the light down there and then ... just couldn't resist it... I
reached over and moved the fly over his cock.  Still very slowly, I opened
the fly and let his cock become displayed.

"Oh holy fuck!!" was my first reaction.  I'd never seen it before ... and
it was a beauty of an uncut one...and uncut has always been my weakness.

It was maybe 3-4 inches soft .. and the hood really ended just shy of the
tip, so you could see his piss slit.

Slowly and silently I reached over and touched it.

His breathing shifted mometarily.

Then I wrapped my hand around it and slowly slid the skin back to see that
wonderfully blue-tinted, shiny head emerge.

I slowly started to stroke it and watched as the head became more purple
and then started into the angry red mode.

I was still under the sheet with the penlight, watching that cock grow to a
little over 6 inches and begin to shine even more.

At that time, I had never actually sucked another guy's cock, but somewhere
in my mind that thought had started to emerge.

..but... that thought was interrupted as I heard Jesse say "Oh, yeah!!!
Oh... yeah, kid!!!  Jerk it!!!  Yeah, jerk that baby!"

I, naturally, flew up and out from under the covers and tried to play
dumb....  "Hunh?"  was the best I could do.

"You like that cock, don't you?" he asked openly and without any
threatening tone.  "You really do like what you were doing.'

"Yeah.." I sort of murmured.

"Look ..  I couldn't plant it up your sister's cunt tonight ...  maybe
you'll let me use your's."

"Wha....? Uhhhhh....  Hunh?  Do what?"

"Fuck your sweet little ass, boy."

"C'mon...  you were in there under the covers... I think you might be into
some fun games between us guys.'

Then he reached over, grabbed my hand and put it on his cock.

"Stroke it, kid... I know you like that.  You like that extra skin?  Feel
it as it pulls back and then re-hides the cocktip."

Then he reached over to my crotch, felt my own 6" of re-bar steel hard cock
and said, "Oh, yeah!!  You are fucking ready, aren't you?"

I couldn't resist.  I started to stroke him and feel exactly that.  Then I
tossed the covers off and watched it as I worked it.  Luckily my bedroom
door was closed and no one was likely to see what was going on.

I could smell his musk.  His cock was clean under the skin - no cheesy shit
-- but still had that man-sex odor emanating from it.

"Awww fuck," was all I could think as I reached back into the night table
drawer and pulled out a little sachet of vaseline.  I always had one of
them handy .. made them myself with a little square of aluminum foil...

Opened it and smeared the contents into my ass crack.  Rolling onto my
stomach I just asked "please go slow."

He rolled over onto my back and began to rub his cockhead into my greasy
crack.  When he found the target, he pushed forward.  As his cock
penetrated my sphincter, I just moaned and then lifted my ass to swallow
more of him.  I'd done this before more than a few times, and he wasn't
sooo big.  Actually, it was a very comfortable size.  That's when I really
felt his curve as it rode right over my g-spot.

I moaned ... a bit louder than I wanted to.

"Shhhhhhh," he whispered into my left ear.  "Can't wake anyone."

Nodding my head I again raised my ass to take more of him, and moaned more
quietly this time.

"Ohhhh fuckkkk!" he moaned behind me. "Never had a piece that was this
tight."

Then he started into a really rhythmical thrusting.

I was sooooooo into being fucked, and he was doing a masterful job of
fucking.

The thought crossed my mind.... If he's this good now .. no wonder my
sister likes his 'company'.

"Ohhhh... fuckkkk!" he repeated.  "Oh... shit .. I might just marry you
instead of your sister!"

All I could think about was that wonderful, uncut, prick driving in and out
of my tailpipe..  imagining the skin being pulled back and forth over the
head ...  I was now squeezing my ass muscles around that plowmaster.  I was
going to 'suck' the juice out!

"Ohhhhhh fuccckkkkkkkk!" he moaned.  "I'm gonna cum up your ass!!  It's
gonna shoot!!  Awwwwwwwwwwwwww...mannnnnnnnnnn.....  it's gonna go!  It's
gonna go!!! ..."

Grabbing my shoulders, he drove that sweet meat up and as deep as he could.

I started to shake as I felt his whole body go stiff and then start to
quiver.

He was rigid one second and then just shivering as he pushed deeper and
deeper and I felt the warm flow of his juice as it filled my chute.  That's
when I noticed that my own cock, rubbing against the bottom sheet, had
started to make a nasty puddle under me!!!  Wow!!  He had made me cum
'no-hands'.

As he began to recover, he just whispered into my ear again.  "Nobody hears
about this.  Right?"

I couldn't even speak.  I just nodded my head in affirmation.

He started to roll off me.

... but asked that he not do that .. "leave it in me" I asked.

And that's how we fell asleep.

Of course, by morning, he had rolled off in his sleep ...  but I still had
that well-fucked feeling, and a load of cum in my ass that came out with
some nasty sounds when I went to the toilet the next morning.

We silently agreed that nothing would be said about that night ... and
during the few years that they were married, we (unfortunately) never got
together again.

More unfortunately, he got killed in a bar fight right after their divorce
...  well...  truthfully, we weren't surprised.


Hope you enjoyed the story ... it's true ...  not like many of my
'fantasies' on Nifty ...

If you did like it, feel free to write to me.  ...and if you didn't .. I do
take "constructive criticism" (not "flames") ...

...and while you are at it ....  This is a nice time of year to spread a
few more bucks around ...  maybe to keep "Nifty" alive and well ......