Date: Tue, 20 Nov 2007 10:43:09 -0600 From: Charles Hughes Subject: THE SUMMER OF MY EDUCATION - Part 3 of 3 This story is completely fiction. It is the story of the developing relationship of two young friends, including their sexual experiences. If you do not like this kind of material, or if you are not at least 18 years of age, or if it is illegal where you reside to read this material, you are to leave. Copyright 2007 Charles Hughes, all rights reserved. I will try to answer all emails, but please be patient. This is a busy time right now. the.empty.room@hotmail.com Please include the story title in the subject line. THE SUMMER OF MY EDUCATION - Part 3 of 3 "You fucked me. Damn. It was so good, Chris. The way you felt inside, the way you moved in me. Oh, my god, Chris, it was unbelievable." He lay back beside me. "You are one hell of a little stud, cuz." He couldn't have said anything that would have pleased me more. We lay there for a long time, and, until he actually said it, I didn't realize I'd been waiting for the question. "Can I do you, Chris? Can I fuck you?" I knew he would ask, and I'd been afraid he would ask. Did I want that? Well, yes, I wanted to know, too, what it felt like. And when I realized that if he fucked me he'd actually cum inside me -- well, I wanted that, too. But I was afraid. His cock was so much bigger than my dick. And my ass was so much smaller. I didn't know if it could be done. He could have been reading my mind. "I don't know... if I can. I mean, I don't want to hurt you. I'd go slow, Chris. I'll be careful. Let me start with my fingers, and we'll see... what you want." What I wanted was him to fuck me. But I was afraid of it, too. I rolled over onto my belly, and my ass was right there by his hand. Yes, I wanted him to try. At the very least, I wanted his fingers in me. He began to gently stroke my ass cheeks. I sighed and relaxed. He wouldn't hurt me. I knew that. I could feel him stroking my butt with his fingers. That felt so good. He did that for a long time, and then he started squeezing my cheeks a little. He moved my legs apart, and I knew that was so he could reach my asshole easier. He moved one of my legs up on the bed so it was bent at the knee. I think I felt my hole move a little when he did that. He started by kissing me at the small of my back, right above my ass. He sucked there a little, too. It's funny, but that felt so sexy, just doing that. When I felt something wet on my ass cheek I looked around, and he was kissing me there and licking now and then. I rested my head on my arms again and felt so relaxed. Then I felt his tongue in my crack -- he was licking down to my hole! I tensed up a little, but I felt him stroking my thighs. I wanted to relax. I loved the feel of his hot tongue there. But when he actually got to my hole I jumped a little. I hadn't really expected that, I guess. I mean, that's where I... But he'd washed me down there, I remembered. In there. His tongue was moving slowly around and around my hole, and I took a big breath and let it out slowly. Yes. "Yesss..." I didn't realize I'd said it out loud until I heard myself. His tongue felt different now. Like he was licking up and down across my hole, instead of around on it. I could feel the difference, when the rougher top of his tongue licked it and when the underneath of his tongue moved across it. I pulled my leg up a little. Maybe that would give him more room. Then he started pushing at my hole with his tongue. I could feel it, like he was trying to really get in. I should have felt a little dirty, like this was something naughty, when he started doing that, but I didn't. I felt really, really good. I wanted him to go inside with his tongue. I wanted him to. Then my hole felt different, bigger, sort of like when... No! Something was going in, not out! He was really in - he really was! "Oooo Andy... Your tongue's inside, isn't it? Feel so nice... god, when you move it around like that... Oooo fuck!" He kept pushing, and I pushed back at him a little. If he wanted to eat me, I wanted it, too! I started moaning and moving my ass a little. But not too much. I didn't want to lose his tongue. I was really wet back there now. And my dick was so hard, pushing against the bed! I felt his tongue pull back a little, but as it went out something else went in. "My finger, Chris. Going to stick my finger in now, like I do in me when I'm jerking off. I'm going to put a little lotion there now." It was cold and made me jump a little. But when he pushed his finger again I relaxed. I could feel my hole opening up a little bit for him. His finger, inside... But then he started moving in farther than he had when he washed me. "Fuck, you're hot in there, Chris." Surely my hole couldn't take his whole finger, all of it. It was too tight. But he kept moving around and around some, too, like he was making it a little bigger around. I groaned again. To feel it moving inside me... wet... big... "Ah!" I jumped and my ass clamped down. "Does it hurt... I'm sorry... it's my knuckle... almost all the way in now..." "No, doesn't hurt. Kinda surprised me, sort of, maybe a little hurt. But don't stop, dont..." "You're so smooth and slick inside, Chris. Soft. Warm." His finger was moving around again, but I could feel that he was pressing in, too. "Oh my god, Chris! I wish you could see this! All the way... my finger's in as far as I can get it." "Oh, fuck, Andy, I want to do it! I want to see what I feel like inside. Please let me try it..." "Okay, cuz. Lay still 'til I get out, and I'll help you." I could feel his finger moving backwards now, out. Oh, it felt so good. But it felt so bad when it was gone. "Here, turn over, Chris," Andy said. He helped me turn over on my back. He had sort of a funny look on his face. "It's so awesome to be inside you, Chris," he said. Then he grinned at me and took my hand, spreading my legs apart again. He moved up feet on the bed so my legs were bent at the knees and up in the air. "Jack your dick, Chris," he said. When I started pulling on it, he took my other hand and put some of that lotion on the long finger and put that hand down between my legs. He moved that finger down to my hole and put that finger right on my hole. "There. It's still wet," he said. "Put your finger in." It was amazing. My finger just slid right in, like it had been doing that lots of times. And he was right. I was smooth in there. And warm. And it felt so good, rubbing the inside of my ass. I wanted to put it in as far as I could, and Andy helped me sit up and bend over a little so I could. I didn't know whether to move my ass or my finger, it just felt so good. And I kept jacking my dick, too, like he said. It was so hard. Andy put a drop or two of that lotion on my dickhead, and it was so slippery my hand could move even faster. I was trying to jack on my dick and wiggle my finger in my ass at the same time. And then I felt it. "OOO fuck, Andy. It's starting... the feeling... ooo fuck..." Maybe it felt so strong because of my finger, or because I was bent over like that with my face practically on my dick, or because my dick was so wet with the lotion. "Keep going, little stud. Keep jerking, keep fucking, let it happen. Just let it happen." He put his hand on my head and stroked my hair. Then it started for good. I mean, the big feeling. Inside somewhere, inside there just a few inches from my face as I was bent over. The tingle in my dick... But, oh fuck, I could feel it in my ass, too! Inside! Inside my ass! Before I expected it, I was shaking all over with my dry cum. "Awww...OOOOO fuckfuck Andy...Awwww..." And when my insides were quivering while I did it, I felt my asshole get tighter around my finger. Was that what made it so good, last so long, be so much stronger than before? I fell back on the bed, and my asshole hurt just a little when I pulled my finger out. Andy lay on his side next to me and stroked my chest while I tried to get my breath back. "Fuck, Chris, that was so hot! Watching you cum while you were fingerfucking. You jerked around so much!" I turned my face to him, and when I was breathing better I just raised up a little bit and kissed him on the mouth. I don't know why. I just did. When I fell back to the bed, he kissed me, and this time we did it with our tongues, real slow. "You can do that at home, little stud, when you jack off." Until he said that I'd never thought about jacking off at home. Of course, I'd never done it before -- I didn't know I could! I tried to picture my self naked in my own bed at home, sticking my finger inside while I jacked my dick. I couldn't do that! What if mom or day walked in! Well, I could wait until they go to bed. Or, hey, I could do it in the bathroom. That door locks. I could sit on the toilet while I bend over to put my finger in... Or in the shower. Sure. I'd be real wet, and I could do it with soap. I wondered if I could get my finger in very far standing up. Of course, I wouldn't need to use my finger every time. It would be so cool just to lie in bed naked and slowly stroke my dick... He put his arms around me and held me, and we were quiet for a while. I wondered if he wanted to go to sleep now. I hoped not. Then when he started stroking my ass again, I knew we would go ahead, like I wanted. "Damn, you're so smooth there, cuz. And soft." Andy moved his finger into my crack and found my hole again. He circled it around and around with his finger, and I felt so warm and nice in his arms. I felt good inside and outside. "Will you fuck me, Andy?" I asked. Andy grinned and kissed my lips. "You bet, little stud. At least, we'll take it as far as we can." He sat up. "But you tell me if it starts to hurt, and we'll stop. Promise?" I nodded. I wasn't sure that I would tell him to stop, though. I realy, really liked his finger in there, and I was sure I'd like his cock even better. "You're not going to stop with just a finger, are you?" I giggled when I put my hand around his cock. "You better put this in, too." Andy grinned. And this time he got me up onto my knees and said I could rest my arms and head on the bed. My ass was sticking up that way. He used a little more lotion on his finger and began to rub my hole. He didn't go in; he just rubbed it gently around and around. I could even feel it relax against his finger. Then he slowly pushed his finger in again. It was tight, because his finger is bigger than mine, but it wasn't too tight this time. Soon he was turning it around inside me. I heard a nice sound, like humming, and then I realized it was me. I was being fingerfucked by my big beautiful cousin... "Going to start a second finger, Chris, but slow. You tell me when to stop." He kept his first finger in, and I could feel a second finger on the outside of my hole starting to push. I wished I could see it! But then it started to get tight and hurt just a little bit. But I wasn't going to say anything; I didn't want him to stop. "Relax, Chris... relax your hole, little stud..." He kept saying things like that, and I think maybe it did help. He didn't tell me, but I knew his second finger had started to go in -- I could feel it. And it kept getting tighter, tighter... "Waitwaitwait." I finally had to say it. "I'll just hold it here, Chris. I won't move. Wait and see. I'll pull out if you want me to." "Nonono...don't pull out!" I was afraid if he pulled out he might not want to start again. But soon the tight feeling began to get better. Except my back. My back was starting to hurt. When I told Andy that, he reached up and got the pillows from the top of the bed. He also kind of bunched the covers up, too, and with all that under my belly my back didn't hurt anymore. He turned his fingers around a little bit inside my hole. "Okay, Chris? This will open you up a little more; it did me." I told him to go ahead, and he began to turn his fingers around and then back. I knew what it was doing; it was stretching my hole some. And I knew it was working when he pushed his second finger in just a bit more. "It's okay, Andy... keep going..." It was really tight. How big did my hole have to be for him? Surely it was enough already. But I tried to relax more, and, sure enough, it wasn't so tight anymore. "I'm in again," Andy said. He was almost whispering. "Both fingers. God, you are so good inside." And he wiggled his fingers a little. And I could feel it! It didn't hurt -- well, maybe a little right at my hole -- but inside, in there deep, it felt like something was moving around. He was! He was moving around inside me! He turned his fingers around again and made them push at the opening of my hole. I could feel it, and some of the tight went away. "Third finger, cuz." And I could feel it pushing at the outside of my hole. Open! Open for him! Oh, it was so tight again! Make it open! Somehow I kind of pushed inside or something, like I was pushing out in the bathroom. I gasped. His finger, his third finger went in, too. He turned his hand around, with his fingers pressing at the sides of my hole. I could feel them slipping around, turning, stretching... Then he moved his fingers out a little, then back in. I felt it stretch my hole, but it didn't hurt. And I realized he was fucking me with his three fingers, in and out. It was just a little bit, but he was really doing it. But I wanted the real thing now, his big cock, the cock he'd let me play with and suck. I wanted it in my ass; I wanted him to fuck me for real. "Do it, Andy. Try it now... your cock. I want you to." He slowly pulled his fingers out, and I hadn't realized how full they had made me feel until they were gone. I sucked in my breath when I felt the heat of his cockhead touching my hole. "No, Chris. Just relax. Same as before. I'll stop whenever you say. I don't know if I can get in..." "Try it, Andy. Damn it, fuck me!" I was as surprised as he was at the way I sounded. "Please," I added. I could feel his hand holding his cock; his knuckles were brushing my ass cheeks. And I could feel the pressure as he began to push. And I could feel my hole opening for him. Oh my god it's his cock sliding through... It began to get tight, but I gritted my teeth. I wanted this! I wanted to be fucked. By Andy. Now. His cockhead moved so slowly; it had to be in by now! I imagined my hole opening for him, almost sucking his cockhead inside. I pushed back a little, too. "Oh! Ow! Ahhh!" The suddeness of the pain surprised me. "I've stopped -- I've stopped. Oh, fuck, Chris -- my whole cockhead is inside! That's what stretched your hole more. Damn. Oh, fuck. I can't even see it! You're holding me in... You're so tight... Oh fuck, Chris, you're so hot..." The excitement in his voice excited me, too. That big, beautiful cockhead was inside me! Inside my body. I suddenly thought of how much it had filled my mouth when I got the whole thing in. No wonder it had hurt! But the hurt was getting better. "Getting better, Andy. Don't pull out, dont... Wait, just wait..." I could hear him breathing, more like he was panting. And I was holding his cockhead, his big hot cockhead, inside me! And it was hot! I could feel the tightness as the skin on it held me open, but I could feel the heat, too. He waited. I waited. Did I want to stop? Could I take any more? His cock was so much longer than mine. Would it go in? How much could I take? "More," I whispered hoarsely. "Go in more..." "Slowly, then..." I felt his cockhead move first. I thought of how big around it was, that it was stretching my insides to be that big. I could feel it, sliding into me. I could feel the shaft of his cock sliding past the opening of my hole. "Ooo..." I groaned. But I realized he might think I meant to stop. "So big more push it in me o fuck..." It kept moving. It seemed it must be all the way up to my stomach now, but I knew that couldn't be. There was so much more, and he kept sliding in, his cockhead spreading me... making me so full... so full... of cock... He stopped. "No don't stop don't..." "I...I have to," Andy whispered. "I'm in. Fuck, I'm in all the way, all the way! When he said that I realized I could feel his soft hair against my ass. He was! I shivered all over, and that just made his cock inside me move. We both groaned at the pleasure. "Just stay there... a minute... let me get... used to it..." I said. He was inside. I had never, never known such a wonderful feeling. His hot cock... my sexy cousin behind me... my ass open to him... like it was eating his cock... I was full of cock... But that wasn't fucking. "Fuck me, Andy," and I was so hoarse I didn't even sound like me. When he pulled his cock back a little, the pain started up again, but it wasn't too bad. It went away faster this time, and there was nothing left but the wonderful feeling of being stuffed with cock. He pulled it back until only the cockhead was inside. Then he slowly pushed it back in. I felt like crying. No, no, a happy crying, a happiness at such a wonder, a joy that I couldn't even begin to express. Oh, he was fucking me fucking me... Each time he pressed in again, I could feel the whole length of his cock slide deep down. My insides closed in after him as he pulled out, and they opened for him as he pushed in again. I was being fucked for real. For real! And each time he pressed in again, I could hear him. "Ooo... Ooo... Ooo.." That meant he liked it as much as I did. And his sounds came a little faster as he began to move in and out faster. "Yes yesss... Andy, fuck me... fuck me oh yess..." He got faster yet. And then his cockhead hit something, brushed across something inside me. It was like a shock, like when I touched that light at home when it didn't work right. I jumped, but it was wonderfu, such a good, great, oh god, it felt so good! He was fucking me faster now, and every time he fucked in, he hit that place, and it was so good I could hardly stand it. "Fuck me Andy fuck me oh god fuckfuckfuckmeyessss..." He was grunting now each time he shoved his cock in deep. and making a strange sound each time he pulled up. Then he began to say it, too. Each time he pushed in, he said it. "Fuck... fuck... fuck!... fuck!!..." I was pushing back. I wanted him in deeper, deeper, harder. That place was almost alive now each time he stroked past it. It was... fuck, it was like when I was going to have a dry cum with my finger in there! Could I do that? Could that happen while I was being fucked? I heard and felt the slapping of his body every time he fucked in. Then I realized I could feel something else slapping -- it was his balls! His balls were slapping up against my ass every time he fucked in hard. Maybe that was what started it, my thinking of being slapped by his balls. Maybe it was hearing both of us grunting "Fuck!" at the same time. That big feeling began. Not the bigness of his cock inside, but that big feeling that gets bigger and hotter and makes me shake and cum oh god yesss... "Uhhhhh...OOOOOO..." My strangled cry accompanied the strongest, most wonderful cum I'd had yet. Being fucked, fucked by Andy... "OOOOOOOOOOOO..." And I could feel it, my asshole clenching down on his cock as he fucked, tightening... "AAwwwwww..." Andy cried. He was cumming... in my ass! In my ass! His cock was moving so fast, he was going in as far as he could, he was slapping against my ass... And I could feel it! His cock seemed to get even bigger, and it jumped and jerked each time he shot his cum into me. His cum moving his cock through it inside me still cumming fucking me cumming... With one final cry, he shot the last of his hot cum inside, and he fell to the side of me, his cock slipping out. I slid off the covers and pillows. So wonderful but so empty now. So wonderful. Wet inside now. His cum... We lay there, each on our belly and Andy partly across me. We couldn't say anything. I couldn't. Didn't want to. Just wanted to feel it. I could still feel it, inside. I don't know how long we just lay there. At some point Andy put his hand on my shoulder and started to rub it lightly. And I felt like crying again, that happy crying, that crying you do when you just can't say how wonderful a thing is. And so I did. Andy understood, and so he just lay quietly, partly on top of me. I love his weight on me, his heat against me. But I suppose he had to ask, just to make sure. "I... I didn't hurt you, did I? Chris?" I hadn't wanted him to see the tears on my face, but now I didn't care. I turned my face to him. "No," I whispered. "It was the most awesome thing in the world. You are." He was stroking my hair now. "You know, Chris, when your ass ring tighten against my cock, I just couldn't help it. It was just too much to take, and I came so hard, so much..." "That happened, when my ass got tight? That happened when I had a cum, too. Both of us did." He moved a hand down to my ass. I could feel some of his cum sliding out of me. He rubbed it around my hole a little. And we just lay there for a long time. I started thinking about all the things I could do at home. Wow. Lots of stuff I'd never even thought of before. There was the shed out behind the house, too; I could go in there to jack off, too. And the storage room in the basement. The garage. Oh, fuck! Why didn't I think of this? I always got home from school by 3:00, and mom and dad didn't get home until after 5:00. Two whole hours! I could lay on my bed naked during the daytime... I wondered if I could find any boys at home that might like to play sex games. That would be so cool... Finally, Andy got up and got a towel he'd set on his dresser. he rubbed gently around my hole and dried me as much as he could. Then he lay down next to me, and we kissed. One of those long, slow, deep, wet kisses. And he was so warm against me. I'd never been so happy in my life. We fell asleep like that. I think that was the second night I was there. Maybe it was the third. In the next two days, we did his chores in the morning and went swimming in the afternoon. We played in the water and out of the water. On the grass next to the pond, we licked and sucked and kissed. Once we fucked each other, right there, right in the sun. And we enjoyed those other nights, too. On the last night I cried a little, and this time it was because I would be so sorry to leave. He didn't cry, but he sounded like he was sorry, too. I didn't see Andy again until I was in high school; I think it was my sophomore year. Our family just couldn't go back every time for those reunions. But that year we did. We're a big family, and there were lots of people around. Andy and I said "hi" to each other and briefly caught up with each other. We didn't say a word about that summer. When I was in college I heard that he had joined the Army and gone to Viet Nam. After the war he married a woman there and stayed. I heard later that he got a divorce. I've never seen him since that reunion, and I've completely lost track of him. My partner Allen and I will celebrate our 18th anniversary soon. He likes to hear me tell about that summer. I asked him if he thought Andy was gay or if he had just been enjoying sex like a lot of younger teens do, and he said he couldn't tell. I could never decide, either. Maybe it was all just the experimentation and discovery of youth on his part. It was that on my part, but not only that. That summer I was introduced to myself. That summer I learned what a wonderful gift male sex is. That summer is one I'll never forget, and Allen said I never should. I am very happy with my life. Very. Sometimes, though, I wonder if the happiest moment of all the happy moments was when I lay face-to-face with the boy who first fucked me. Or maybe it was that picture that I still carry around in my mind. He held my hand to help me keep my balance, as I climbed up onto the underwater rock only a few feet away from him. The water came almost halfway up to my knees, but I sort of looked like Andy, standing there with the water dripping. He kept holding my hand so I wouldn't fall. I will never forget that moment. The image was seared into my brain like a photograph. Me, standing by -- and holding hands with -- my beautiful cousin, the cousin with whom I could be comfortably naked, the beautiful boy with whom I was sharing a bed. Two boys, naked in the sun... It's a sweet memory. Allen says I was a very lucky boy to have a summer like that. He's right. I was. --------------- I hope you've enjoyed meeting Chris and Andy -- as much as they enjoyed meeting each other. If you did, or even if you didn't and have some criticisms or suggestions, I'd enjoy hearing from you. I have these other stories posted at Nifty. "Tyler Becomes a Man" (Adult/Youth Mar 23 2007) - a series "Mike Gets a Job" (Young Friends May 1 2007) - a series "The Springfield Jerkoffs" (Young Friends June 6 2007) - a series "Dear Danny and James" (Young Friends April 9 2007) "Kevin's First Time" (Young Friends June 7 2007) - in three parts "My First Wet Dream" (Masturbation June 14 2007) "Caught in the Act" (Young Friends July 16 2007 "The Shower" (Young Friends July 22 2007) "The Gifts" (Young Friends August 16 2007) "Donnie Comes Out" (High School Nov 9 2007)