Date: Fri, 26 Jul 2002 05:51:35 -0700 From: DARK DRAGON Subject: That Special Summer Chapter Two DISCLAIMER: This story involves teenaged boys engaging in homosexual activities. Anyone offended by this subject should not read on any further. This story depicts episodes of unprotected sex, and should not be interpreted as an endorsement for any unsafe sexual practices. Condoms should always be used when engaging in any high-risk behavior. Any comments, suggestions, or criticisms should be sent directly to the author at THE_DARK_DRAGON@HOTMAIL.COM That Special Summer Chapter 2 Best of Friends After our first sexual experience, George and I didn't see each other for about a week. I didn't see him around, he didn't call, and I was worried that I wouldn't hear from him again. I thought maybe the fact that we had sex together, had some how destroyed our friendship. I finally got up enough nerve to go over to his house, planning on having a face to face confrontation with him to find out what was wrong. I started walking to his house, and it was the longest walk I had ever taken. On the way, I planned out how the conversation might go, trying to make allowances for every possibility. I finally decided that the worst that could happen would be that he never wanted to see me again. In that case, I decided suicide was probably the only solution. At that moment, I realized that I was in love with George. I wasn't just fascinated with sex-- I truly loved him. What I thought was teenage lust, was really teenage love. I just had to find a way to tell George how I felt. It took me over an hour to make the fifteen-minute walk to his house. I couldn't have dragged my feet any slower. As I approached his front door, I pulled out all of my courage and knocked meekly. George's mother opened the door and smiled down at me. I finally found my voice, and asked to see George. His mother responded by telling me that his uncle had died, and that he and his father had gone out of town for the funeral. I have never again in my life felt such a wave of relief rush over me. The problem wasn't me; the problem was simply a family emergency. I had blown the situation completely out of proportion. I thanked his mom for the information, and asked her to have him call me when he got home. I don't think my feet even touched the sidewalk on the way home I was so happy. I spent the next several days deciding how I would deal with George when he got home. When I was out riding my bike all I could think about was George coming home. While I was doing my chores, all I could think about was George. When I was doing nothing at all, I was thinking about George. I managed to handle my loneliness during the day without too much difficulty, but at night I felt truly alone. When I went to bed, my thoughts turned immediately to George. Only at night, the thoughts were sexual, pleasurable thoughts. Which caused me to have an immediate, almost painful erection. I would lie in bed, and slowly side my foreskin up and down my hard shaft, until pre cum would ooze out of the tip. Then I would spread the pre cum over my cock head and slide my hand all over the sensitive head. I would fantasize that George was sucking on my dick while I rubbed it. Once I reached that point, I usually couldn't hold off any longer, and I would shoot my load of boy cum all over my stomach and chest. Once I finished shooting, I would scoop the jism up in my hand and put it into my mouth. I liked to roll it around in my mouth, pretending that I had just sucked George off. I really missed having him butt fuck me, so I tried using cucumbers on my hot ass. I was able to massage my prostate with them, and bring myself to orgasm, but it wasn't like having his hard dick in me. Besides, my mom kept the cucumbers in the refrigerator and they were cold! Two days later, when I was getting ready to go bike riding, I opened the garage door, and George was standing there smiling. My spirits soared and all I could do was smile right back at him. I felt an incredible surge of energy flow through me, and I knew once again that I was in love. I grabbed him and pulled him to me, hugging him tightly. I tried to kiss him, but he pushed me away, reminding me the garage door was open and the neighbors could easily see us. I told him fuck the neighbors, but he reminded me that we still had to live in the neighborhood, and we didn't want the neighbors knowing what went on between us. The last thing either of us wanted was a nosy neighbor seeing us, and then telling our parents what they saw. I pulled George into the garage and quickly closed the overhead door. Once our privacy was assured, I again pulled George to me and began kissing him like he had never been kissed before. I snaked my tongue into his mouth and down his throat so fast he couldn't keep up with me. All I knew was that I wanted him, and it had to be now! I could feel George's hard cock pressed up against mine while I kissed him, so I knew he felt the same way I did. I reached down and squeezed his cock through his denim jeans, and he did the same to me. We were both breathing heavily, and I managed to whisper in his ear how much I missed him and that I wanted to fuck his brains out right then. He laughed, and told me that he didn't expect to come home and be raped in a garage. We both laughed. I reached for George's waist and tried to unbutton his jeans. He grabbed my hand and said, "Not here, lets find somewhere more private and more comfortable." I agreed, and suggested the basement playroom. He asked if my mom was home, and I told him that she had already gone out for the day. He grabbed my hand, and literally dragged me into the playroom. Once there, he wasted no time pulling my shirt off over my head. Once freed from the shirt, I removed his. I pulled him to me, and as I kissed him, I felt him rubbing his hard nipples over my chest. He bent down, and allowed his saliva-slicked tongue to slide down my chest and begin circling my pointy, hard nipples. He gently sucked first one then the other into his hot and steamy mouth. He then began nibbling on them as though they were some exotic delicacy to be eaten and savored. All I could do was moan my pleasure as he worked me over. Once he had my nipples completely hard and throbbing, he returned his mouth to mine. He drove his tongue between my lips and into my mouth in one fluid motion. He began to slowly tongue fuck my mouth. As I opened my mouth to let him in, I felt his hand making it's way down my stomach to my waist. Once there, he deftly unbuttoned my pants and allowed them to drop to the floor. My cock was tenting out of my shorts demanding his attention. He grasped my dick through the thin material, and began massaging it along with my hot nuts. He stroked my rod slowly, using only his fingertips to stroke and pleasure me. Once again, all I could do was moan in pleasure as he teased me. I regained a slight amount of composure, and allowed my hands to reach for and successfully unbutton his pants. They fell immediately to the floor, and I was startled to see that George was not wearing underwear. His big dick was sticking straight up in the air, pointing directly at my face. A fair amount of pre cum was dripping from his piss slit. I grabbed his cock head and smeared the pre cum all over it, making it slick and shiny. He moaned softly as I stroked his hard meat. After a few minutes of stroking, he pushed my hand away as he reached for my jockey shorts. His thumbs slid easily into my waistband, and with one quick motion, he had my shorts down around my ankles. Rising quickly, he grasped my hard dick, pulled the foreskin tightly back, and swallowed my cock. He began a rapid up and down motion, while applying exquisite suction to my stiff meat. His work on my dick drove me right over the top, and I unloaded the biggest load of sperm I had ever shot in my entire life. Jet after powerful jet of white, hot, boy cream filled George's mouth, and he swallowed all of it. Not a single drop of cum escaped from his lips. All the while, he continued sucking greedily on my shooting meat. After the last jet of cum had shot from my dick, I had to pull my softening cock from his mouth. He didn't want to let go. He stood up, and told me that he had missed me terribly, and didn't want us to be apart again for the rest of the summer. I assured him that I felt the same, and that we would do whatever it took to make sure we spent the rest of the summer together. I then slid down onto my knees, and began licking the pre cum from the tip of George's dick. I tongued the entire length of his shaft, and then licked his nut sack too. After that, I raised up just enough to get his cock head into my mouth. He let me stroke and suck his meat for just a few minutes and then he pulled his dick out of my mouth, pulling me to my feet. He told me that he didn't want to cum in my mouth, in fact he didn't want a blowjob at all. He looked me straight in the eyes, and I knew what he really wanted. He wanted to fuck me. I looked down at his throbbing organ, and I knew my ass wanted to be fucked as badly as he wanted to fuck it. I watched as he slowly stroked his dick, and then I noticed the cute smile that had come over his face. He finally stopped smiling long enough to tell me that he really wanted to fuck my tight little asshole. I smiled back at him and wordlessly nodded my head in agreement. George took me by my limp dick, and led me over to the pool table. He instructed me to bend all the way over it, so my stomach was on the table, and my abdomen was on the bumper rail. This position placed my asshole almost directly in line with his big cock. He came up behind me, and placed his hot prick in the crack of my ass. He slowly drew back and pushed forward sliding his hard meat up and down between the cheeks of my ass. I felt his pre cum lube my cheeks with every stroke. He backed away, and picked up his pants from the floor. Without a word, he pulled out a small tube of lube from one of the pockets. He dropped the pants and removed the cap from the tube. I watched intently as he squeezed some lube out onto his fingers. I felt his hand on my ass, and before I realized it, he had a finger completely up my ass. I thought to myself, that maybe all that time spent with the cucumbers was going to pay off. My ass was able to take three of his fingers rather quickly and without much difficulty. He spent a few minutes massaging my prostate, and before I knew it I was leaking pre cum out of my now hardening dick. I told him to stop, that I didn't want to leave cum stains on the pool table. He removed his fingers, and went into the bathroom. He emerged a few moments later with a shower towel in hand. He tossed me the towel, and told me to lie on it. I laid the towel out on the pool table and then resumed my previous position, with my ass up in the air. He once again put lube into his hand, but this time he coated his stiff rod with it. He came up on me from behind, and plunged his cock deeply into my ass in one fast push. I was startled, and my asshole instinctively grabbed his dick like a vise grip. He moaned, and told me that my ass was the very best. He slowly began the usual in and out motion of a good butt fuck. I felt every inch of every stroke, and his cock head was rubbing my prostate. The pushing and pulling in my ass caused my dick to harden completely and start leaking lots of pre cum from the swollen head. I was unable to reach my cock to stroke it because of my positioning on the pool table, so I settled for rubbing it on the towel I was laying on. I started pushing back with my ass to meet George's strokes, and I could feel his dick swelling in my ass. He leaned over me so his chest was on my back, and I could feel his nipples pressing into my hot sweaty skin. He brought his mouth up to my left ear, and sucked my earlobe into his mouth. As his cock pushed faster and deeper into my ass, he began to bite on my earlobe. Having my earlobe bitten was a new experience for me, and it sent chills up and down my spine. George pumped his meat faster and faster in and out of my hot ass, and finally he pushed in as far as he could go. I felt his pubic hair crush against my ass cheeks, and then felt the first shot of his boiling hot boy juice squirt into my steamy ass. George hollered, as more and more jism shot into me. I squeezed my ass muscles as hard as I could to make my grip on his dick as tight as possible. As he finished shooting his huge load of cum into my ass, he pulled me off of the pool table and back onto him. With his raging cock deeply embedded in me, I was standing up on both feet when he reached around my waist and wrapped his sweaty hand around my rigid cock. He grabbed it just below the head, and pulled the foreskin back. He then repositioned his hand on my cock head, and pumped my cock with his hand until the thick white cum shot out of my dick. When I had finished shooting my load, I looked down and saw that George's hand was completely covered in my boy juice. He brought his hand to my mouth, and fed me my own sperm. It tasted good, and I could have eaten a whole lot more, but unfortunately, there wasn't any more. He then slowly withdrew his now softened prick from my ass, and turned me around to face him. He then kissed me squarely on the lips. He told me I was the best fuck he had ever had, and from now on the only fuck he ever wanted. I learned the true meaning of the word ecstasy in that moment. We both picked up our clothes from the floor, and headed for the shower. We showered together, taking time to enjoy soaping each other up. We both got hard again, and so we decided to make the most of the soap by jacking each other off. We both shot off small loads, and laughed as we watched our boy seed float down the drain. We dried each other off with big fluffy towels, and quickly dressed. I asked George if he wanted to go bike riding and he said yes. We went out to the garage and got my bike and I walked, pushing my bike all the way to George's house. Once there, he got his bike and we were off. We followed our usual route through the neighborhood, stopping to talk to other friends along the way. We finally made our way out the backside of town, and stopped at the local truck stop. I went there frequently to get air for my bike tires. George suggested we go in for a Coke, and I quickly agreed. As we entered the cafe part of the truck stop, Sue, the waitress who always served me, smiled, waved, and hollered out hi to us. We went over to the counter and found two unoccupied stools and sat down. We looked over the menu, and when Sue came over to us, we ordered two Cokes. We sat talking while we sipped our sodas. We discussed life in general and our new relationship specifically. I tried to explain to George how I felt about him, but found myself floundering for words. I think I finally conveyed to him what I was trying to say. He turned on his barstool to face me, and discretely took my hand and squeezed it. He then said he understood how I felt and told me he also felt the same way about me. I never heard happier words in my life. I my spirits soared. We continued talking about things in general, and I noticed that the cafe was starting to get crowded. Lots of truck drivers were stopping for an afternoon break. George mentioned that there were several of the drivers who were really good looking. He pointed out two in particular who were sitting in a booth directly across from us. I was able to see them clearly from where I was sitting. They were speaking in very low tones, and were leaning in toward each other. I could see under the table, and noticed that one of them had his shoes off, rubbing his foot up and down his partner's leg. I pointed this out to George, who almost fell off his barstool trying to get a better look at the goings on. We finally stopped staring at the truckers, and returned to our sodas and conversation. We finished our Cokes, and got up to leave. I paid for the soda, while George leaned against the wall and stared at the gay truckers. We were just about out the door, when I realized I needed to go to the bathroom. I told George I needed to piss, and headed for the men's room. He followed me into the bathroom. We had the bathroom to ourselves and I stepped up to the nearest urinal. George quickly pulled up to the one beside me. I was wearing a pair of jeans that were too small for me, so I had to unbutton them and slid them down to be able to get to my cock. This left my ass uncovered. George just unzipped his, and fished out his cock. He finished first, squeezing his dick from base to head and shook it to remove the last drops of piss from the head. I watched as he squeezed his cock, and noticed that mine was starting to harden. I quickly looked away, finished pissing, and skinned my foreskin back so I could shake all the piss from it. George quietly slipped up behind me, and stuck his hand under my ball sack and grabbed my semi-erect dick. I was shocked, and my cock went limp immediately. George laughed, and I blushed. I quickly removed his hand from my limp member, and reminded him that we were in public. He kind of chuckled and smiled, and told me he would help me get it hard again later. I silently promised myself that I would never again drop my pants below my butt when taking a leak when George was around, at least not in a public bathroom. We left the cafe, and rode our bikes back into town. We stopped in the park near our own neighborhood, and stretched out in the grass. The warm afternoon sunshine felt good on my skin, and after all the biking, I really needed a rest. As we lay there, we started talking about George's recent trip. I asked him if he had known his uncle well, and he replied that he had. He told me that he spent at least a couple of months every summer with his uncle's family. His uncle's wife had died two years ago in a car accident, and his uncle was raising his son by himself. He told me his cousin Bobby was a year older than him, and seemed to be coping well with his mother's death, but now losing his father was just too much for him to handle. George then dropped a bomb on me, when he told me Bobby was coming to live with George and his family. A thousand different thoughts ran through my head, but foremost in my mind was the idea that Bobby would put one big kink in our newfound relationship. I was worried. George obviously saw the worried look on my face, and reached over and took my hand, pulling it to the side of his face. He looked me directly in the eyes, and told me not to worry, that nothing would change between us. In fact, things would probably get better since Bobby was the one who taught him everything he knew about sex. He also told me that Bobby said there were still some things he wanted to teach him. My mind was racing with the possibilities, and I felt better about the whole situation in general. When I was finally able to think and talk again, I had only one question. I wanted to know when Bobby would be moving in. George looked over at me, and told me they were picking him up from the airport tomorrow. I just stared at him. I couldn't find anything to say, so I suggested that we head home since it was getting late. George agreed and we mounted our bikes, and headed home. I dropped him at his house and then headed home. I didn't eat much at dinner, and my Mother asked me if I was feeling all right. I responded that I was fine, just tired from a day of biking. She suggested that I call it an early night and get some sleep. I agreed. After the chores were done, I went out back on the patio and stretched out in a chaise lounge chair by the pool. I just planned on spending a few minutes unwinding from a very eventful day. I knew that if I didn't spend some time relaxing, there was no way I would be able to sleep that night. I must have been more tired than I thought, because I dozed off, and I awoke to the sensation of something massaging my soft dick. I slowly opened my eyes, and there was George, staring at me while his hand wormed its way into my pants. His hand had slipped up the leg of my shorts, and his fingers gripped my ball sack. His hand was gently pulling and twisting on my sack while his hot lips made their way up to mine. He rubbed his tongue across my lips, and when I parted them, he stabbed his tongue into my mouth and down my throat. He was hot, but I think I was hotter. I grasped the back of his head and pulled him fiercely to me. I wanted his tongue as far down my throat as it could possibly go. While he tongue fucked my throat, his hand found my now erect cock and began stroking it. He gripped my foreskin and pulled it back tightly. With his free pinkie, he stroked the sensitive underside of my cockhead. He knew exactly what to do to make me his sex slave. He withdrew his tongue from my mouth and said, "Let's fuck!" I wanted him more at that moment than I ever had wanted him before. I started to pull his shirt off, when he reminded me we were out in the back yard and my parents might discover us at any moment. With panting breath, I told him he had to stay the night. He agreed, telling me he had already told his parents he was staying. We got up from the chaise, and headed for the house. George laughed at me and pointed to my shorts. My erection was obvious as it pushed out the front of my shorts. George suggested we sit at the patio table until my erection subsided. I agreed. When I was more in control of myself, we went inside and I let my parents know that George was spending the night. My Mom offered us some snacks and popcorn, but we both declined. Instead, we grabbed two Cokes from the refrigerator and headed upstairs to my bedroom. Once inside the bedroom, I turned and locked the door. When I turned back around, George was already naked and fully erect. It couldn't have gotten any harder than it already was. George jumped at me, and literally tore my T-shirt off my body. In the next instant, both of his hands were hooked in the waistband of my shorts, pulling them down around my ankles. My hard on slapped George in the face as he kneeled down to pull the shorts off my ankles. He instructed me to lift my feet so he could get the shorts completely off of me. While George was on his knees, I suggested that maybe he could do something with the hard piece of meat sticking out from my crotch and slapping him in the face. My foreskin was still covering my cockhead, and he reached his hand around the shaft and skinned it back. As the foreskin retracted, the sensitive pre cum coated cockhead was completely exposed. George bent his head towards my prick, and lightly licked the pre cum from the head. My cock jumped at his touch. With his hand, he began stroking my hot, hard shaft up and down. I had to pull away from his touch, as I knew I would shoot my load way too soon if I didn't. I told him to stop touching me, that I needed time to regain some degree of control or I would shoot too soon and ruin the rest of the evening. He squeezed the head of my cock between his thumb and first finger, and I immediately found myself much more in control, not feeling the urge to cum quite so strongly. I stepped back and tried to catch my breath. After several minutes, I thought I was once again fully in control of my body, and ready to continue the adventure. I stepped over to George and wrapped myself around him. I pulled his entire body tightly to mine, feeling his dick pulsing against my ball sack. I pushed him back onto the bed, and climbed over him. My mouth found his cock sticking straight up into the air, and quickly sucked it in. He gasped in a breath as his inflamed dick slid down my throat. I licked the shaft while my throat muscles squeezed the head. I drew back until just the head was in my mouth. My soft tongue worked its' way around the hot velvety cockhead, licking the pre cum from the piss slit, and then found its' way to the groove under the head. I applied pressure with my tongue, and he groaned with the pleasure. I lifted my mouth from his dick and he begged me to continue. I told him to hold on, that I wanted to suck his nuts as well. I ran my tongue from his cock head down the shaft to his hairless balls. I lapped gently at his scrotum and then took the entire sack into my mouth. I ran my tongue around the sack and sucked lightly on his balls. I then tried to swallow his entire nut sack, without success. He pulled himself from my mouth, and told me I was getting much better at giving head. I was pleased to hear his compliment. I told him I wanted to suck him dry, to eat all of the hot, sticky sperm he could shoot. I then leaned over and swallowed his throbbing tool, once again. I sucked his cock like I had never sucked it before. I swirled my tongue around the swollen head, and licked the pre cum oozing from the piss slit. I ran my tongue underneath his cockhead, and started to bite gently on the area just under his piss slit, where the head is attached to the shaft. I could feel the throbbing of his dick as I worked my mouth down his shaft, allowing my tongue to slide over his cum tube. Finally, I had his entire dick in my mouth, sliding down my throat. My nose was buried in his red pubic hair, and as I breathed in, all I could smell was the musk scent of his maleness. More pre cum leaked from his cock, and I hungrily ate every drop. His pre cum tasted good on my tongue. Sometimes it tasted salty, and other times it tasted sort of sweet. This time is tasted like a combination of both flavors. No matter how it tasted, I knew I would always love the taste of his cum. I continued the up and down pumping motions on George's cock, while applying more and greater suction with each slide of my mouth. He was having an awesome time, grabbing my ears and forcing his penis further and further down my throat. I accepted it willingly, and again began massaging his hard nuts with my hands. He hollered out when I squeezed his nuts tightly, and pulled my mouth all the way up his shaft. I felt the final pulse of his cock head, and knew that cum was on the way. I pulled my mouth back so his meat was resting on my tongue, and continued to suck. In seconds, George's boy meat was pouring hot sticky juice into my mouth by the bucketful. I swallowed as fast as I could, but some of the white semen leaked from around my lips. It slowly slid down his dick, making it's way to his hairless nut sack. I continued swallowing over and over, until George was spent and his cock was softening and shrinking in my mouth. I held his meat in my mouth until it was completely limp, and then slowly pulled my mouth from it. I cleaned every spot of cum from his shaft as I withdrew my mouth from him. Once his cock was out of my mouth, I proceeded to lick the sperm from his nut sack. I slid my tongue under his sack and lifted it into my mouth to make sure I didn't miss a drop. I gave his nuts a few gentle sucks before releasing them. George continued to lie on his back on the bed, and slowly recover from the blowjob I had just given him. I repositioned myself so I was lying next to him, side by side. He reached over and pulled my face to his and began kissing me erotically. I allowed the small amount of sperm I had been saving in my mouth to trickle into his. I could feel his tongue rolling the dick juice around the inside of his mouth, as he continued to French kiss me. I ran my hand down his stomach and abdomen, and captured his now limp cock in my hand. I started to manipulate it, and George told me to forget it. He said that he had cum so hard that his dick probably wouldn't get hard for a week. I laughed, and said I didn't think so. He finally recovered from his intense orgasm, and turned his attention to me. He took both of my nipples in the fingers of his hands, and rolled and squeezed them both until they were hard and pointy. Then he took them one at a time into his mouth and sucked and tongued them, causing them to swell even more. With each suck and lick on my nipples, my desire grew. Soon, I was writhing on the bed. George started to slowly slide his tongue down my chest towards my navel. When he got there, he gave it a tongue bath like it had never had before. He drilled his tongue so far into my navel that I thought it would pierce through my back. The sensations permeating my body were indescribable. I lifted my butt up into the air, causing George's tongue to be driven even deeper into my navel. As his tongue drove deeper, I felt a strange sensation start in my solar plexus. It radiated over my entire stomach and genitals, almost making me shoot my hot load. My cock swelled up so hard that my foreskin peeled back all by itself, revealing my inflamed glans, which was coated in, shiny, wet pre cum. I had leaked so much juice, that it was now dripping down my shaft and pooling on my nut sack. George removed his mouth from my overly excited navel, and quickly worked his way down my abdomen to my blazing dick. He clutched my pre cum coated shaft, and leaned over to lick the shiny tip. In one swirl, he removed all the pre cum from the head of my cock and slipped his tongue into the groove underneath. He cleaned the pre cum from the groove, and pulled my foreskin up over the cock head, trapping his tongue between the head and foreskin. He wiggled his tongue, and I almost shot my load right then. He removed his tongue and slid it down my shaft. When he got to the base, he allowed his tongue to lap up the pre cum which had pooled on my nut sack. He finished licking up my pre cum, and released my dick. George then began moving around to reposition himself. When he was done, he was straddling my cock, with his knees on either side of me. It finally dawned on me that he intended to have me fuck him. I had thought about it many times of course, but never followed up on the idea. I wasn't quite sure how to fuck someone, but I was so hot that I was willing to try right now. I figured that since I had been fucked, I could probably do a half way decent job of it myself. I told George that I didn't know what to do, and he told me he would talk me through it, one step at a time. He grabbed the tube of lube from the night stand drawer, and handed it to me. He told me to put some on my finger and work it slowly into his ass. I did exactly as he said, and I soon found myself finger fucking him. After a few minutes, I felt his ass loosen, and he told me to add a second finger to his ass. I did so, and he merely moaned with pleasure. Again I felt his ass loosen up and he had me add a third finger to his hot asshole. I proceeded to finger fuck him with all three fingers fully inserted into him, until he told me to stop. He said he was ready for the real thing now. He put lube on my cock, and used his had to spread it all over the head and shaft. He then leaned over my chest, raising his butt up. He wiggled himself down until my cock was sliding up the crack of his ass. He rode my dick this way for just a few strokes, each time with my cockhead sliding over his puckered asshole, making my whole cock throb and leak more pre cum. Finally, he asked me if I was ready to penetrate him and I said yes. George told me to hold still and he would take care of getting my meat into his asshole. I nodded my agreement and just lay there waiting for what ever was next. He got my cockhead up against his hot hole, and very slowly sat down on my dick. I couldn't help but push upward; the feeling was so intense. He told me to slow down, because he had never been fucked before and didn't want his asshole ripped to shreds. I never thought that he might be an ass virgin, because he seemed to know so much about sex. I stopped my upward pushing, and allowed him to control both the speed and depth of penetration. His asshole was so tight, that I didn't even have to pull my foreskin back with my hand. His asshole pushed it back for me. With some heavy breathing, and precisely timed breath holding, he was finally able to sit completely down on my cock. It felt extraordinary! The sensuous feeling of his ass squeezing my dick and my dick swelling and pulsing in his ass was unimaginable. I had to fight with myself to keep from losing my load up his hole. I took several deep breaths, and tried to think about anything except my cock being squeezed. I finally got myself under control, and told George I was ready to continue. He said he was also ready, his ass fully stretched by my stiff meat. He began bucking up and down on my dick. I in turn, thrust my cock deeply into his ass, until my scant amount of pubic hair was squished up against his ass cheeks. George was moaning and groaning and withering all over my crotch. I was making gurgling noises in my throat, and grinding my pelvis all over his ass. The harder I pushed into his ass, the more bobbing up and down his cock did. With one extraordinary push, I hit his prostate and triggered his orgasm. His cum went flying all over. I kept my mouth open, and was able to catch a few jets of his boy juice and swallow them down. The rest of his juice flew onto my face, into my hair, and all over my chest and stomach. Once he started shooting his hot juice, his ass began to spasm uncontrollably. I found my prick being crushed by George's ass muscles, and oh God was I enjoying it. My dick swelled one last time, and I began unloading my jism into his hot asshole. I pumped jet after jet of white hot, sticky cum into his asshole. I could feel the hot juice squishing around my pulsing meat. He kept his ass muscles tightened down, so none of my juice would leak from him. I couldn't believe how tight his sphincter clutched my meat. After what seemed like an eternity, I finally finished injecting my sperm into his rectum. I had never experienced any orgasm like this one. He continued sitting on my meat as it softened and became limp. It slipped out of his hole, and a flood of semen was released. I soon had sticky sperm all over my cock nut sack, thighs, and belly. George raised himself off of me, and allowed the contents of his ass to drain on my chest. He then leaned over me and licked up every drop of my boy juice from off of my skin. Once done, he planted his lips on mine and kissed me deeply. I was able to taste my own seed, and it had a pungent, but not unpleasant taste. George stretched out along side me, and I asked him if he wanted to shower. He replied that he was too worn out, and besides, he wanted to feel the remaining cum trickle out of his ass. Then he kissed me and said we could shower together in the morning after my parents left. I reached my arm under his neck, and pulled his head to my chest. I gently stroked his ear and kissed his forehead. The wonderful aroma of boy sweat and boy cum hung in the bedroom. I thought it smelled better than any air freshener did. I asked him how I had done with fucking him, and he told me that he had a sensational time. He told me he thought that losing his ass virginity would be painful, but that he couldn't remember anything but the delirious waves of pleasure as they washed over and over him. I was very contented knowing that I had not caused him any pain. He asked if I enjoyed my first fuck, and I replied that there was no pleasure on the planet to surpass it. He asked if I thought I would like to do it again sometime, and I just looked at him and smiled. We fell asleep with his head resting on my chest. The rhythmic rising and falling of my chest gently rocking him to sleep. As I nodded off, I thought about how wonderful my life was now that I had met George, and fallen in love for the first time. I wondered if Bobby moving in with him was going to change anything between us. I hoped not. However, all I could do at that point in time, was to wait and see.