Date: Sat, 12 Sep 2009 20:45:23 -0700 (PDT) From: Mark Friedman Subject: Kung Fu Humping ch. 9 This story involves sex between boys. If, for any reason, this either isn't your cup of tea or is something you shouldn't be reading, please go do something else. Otherwise, enjoy! This story is totally fictional, and as such, any resemblance to any specific person (living or dead), event, or place is purely coincidental. Copyright is to me, and this story may not be reproduced anywhere without my prior permission. Comments can be sent to forcewielder2000@yahoo.com; flames will be analyzed for comedic value, and may be distributed with humorous editorial comments by yours truly to others who think like me. ~Mark *************** Spending three days getting laid had been one of the best times of my life. I admit it kinda bummed me out to have to wake up without Logan next to me. But I didn't have to wait long to have sex with him again. Several days later Logan had to go to some formal thing or another with his family, but I made arrangements to meet him after he got home. I arrived at his house just after he got home, and we headed into his bedroom. He'd had to get dressed up, and he let me know he wanted to get out of his good clothes before doing anything. When he started pulling his clothes off, I started whistling, and he grinned and started flaunting, which gave me an erection. I was so horny by the time he got his clothes hung up in the closet that I wouldn't have been surprised if my erection burst out of the front of my pants. I knew there was only one way to start things off, so I walked over to Logan, who was still clad only in his underwear, and took him in my arms, giving him a kiss. We started getting it on, and quickly wound up on his bed, with me on top. I ran my hands up under his undershirt and started running them along his chest. Within moments I pulled his undershirt off of him and I proceeded to start kissing his chest, before I settled into sucking his right nipple. "Oh, Justin!" he breathed out at one point, holding me. He soon pushed me up and helped me out of my shirt and undershirt. He then grabbed my pants and unfastened and unzipped them. Yanking my pants down, he stopped long enough to relieve me of my shoes before pulling my pants, along with my socks, completely off of me. He then grabbed my briefs and yanked them off of me as well. My dick, now free of its confines, jutted outward. Logan then yanked his boxers off, and he pushed me back onto the bed. He got onto me and unceremoniously shoved his dick up my butt. Laying down on me, he started thrusting, and I wrapped my arms and legs around him, my dick throbbing between us. We stared into each other's eyes as we screwed. His body rubbing on my dick as he thrust felt really good, and within minutes I was coming all over us. Logan didn't last too much longer, and all too soon his semen was flowing into me. He laid there on me for several moments before he said, "You are *definitely* giving me your butt for my birthday." "All right," I told him. "There's definitely no one else's dick I'd rather have in my butt than yours." We laid there for a while, and soon I realized Logan had fallen asleep. I settled down, enjoying the feeling of his body pressed up against mine, and his dick in my butt and his balls pressed up against it. Logan slept for a while before he woke up, and when he looked at me, he smiled the most adorable smile I'd ever seen. "Hey, handsome," he mumbled, stretching. "Hey, handsome," I replied. I started stroking his butt, and within moments I felt his dick getting hard inside me. I groaned out, and as my own dick hardened I shoved my crotch into Logan a few times. I rolled us over, and sat up so that I was resting on my shins. I then started energetically hopping up and down, riding Logan hard. My dick smacked down on Logan every time I went down his shaft, and my balls pressed down into his pubic hairs. I rode him for a while before I came, my semen spraying all over Logan's nude body. I kept going until he arched his hips up and cried out, and I felt his load being blown into me. His hips thrust up and down frantically a few times until the ejaculation was over, his cries echoing in the room; then he flopped onto the bed, gasping for breath. I got off of him, and moments later he grabbed my head and kissed me fiercely. After he broke off the kiss, I laid down next to him, and he snuggled up next to me, resting his head on my chest. After a while, Logan slid his hand between my dick and balls. "You have a nice dick," he told me. Then, wrapping his fingers gently around my dick, he said, "And to think – it's all mine!" "Oh, you better believe it," I said, kissing the top of his head. "So," he asked a few moments later, "looking forward to the camping trip next weekend?" Our dojo leaders had planned a camping trip for us Tae Kwon Do students, and it was something that was exciting for quite a few of the students, judging by their initial reaction and continued excited conversation on it. "Absolutely," I said. "Think we can get a tent to ourselves? I've never had sex in a sleeping bag before." "Is there any place you *don't* want to have sex?" he asked. "When my lover is you? Not that I can think of," I told him. "Perv," he muttered. We laid there in silence for a while, until Logan, still gently grasping my dick, suddenly asked, "Justin, do you think I'm a boy slut?" "What prompted *that* question?" I asked. "I overheard some guys talking at the mall the other day," he replied. "They were saying about how guys who get it on with older guys are boy sluts, just like girls who let guys take advantage of them. You're older than I am." "Hey, you're forgetting just who here has another guy's sperm in his butt right now," I told him, "and twice, no less. I'd say *you* took advantage of *me* here, doing a striptease when I was in here with you, knowing how horny I'd get watching. So if anyone here is a boy slut, it's *me*." "No, you're not!" he said emphatically, looking into my eyes. "Exactly my point," I told him. "If I'm more of a boy slut than you are, and I'm not even a boy slut, what does that make you?" Logan gave a chuckle. "See, this is why I love you," he said. "You make me feel better." He let go of my dick, and we got up and goofed around for a while before I got dressed and headed home.