Date: Mon, 28 Apr 2008 12:59:35 -0500 From: Charles Hughes Subject: TOMAS AND THE DICK - Chapter 5 (t/b oral anal) This story is completely fiction, describing the relationships among a teen and younger boys. If this offends you, or if you are not 18 years of age, or if it is illegal where you reside to read such material, you must leave now. Copyright 2008 Charles Hughes, all rights reserved. I will try to answer all emails: the.empty.room@hotmail.com TOMAS THE THE DICK - Chapter 5 (t/b oral anal) Their short but vigorous 69 session over, Tomas and Richard lay on the bed a little longer. This time they were at Richard's. Tomas finally rolled off the bed and stood up. He stretched, and Richard reveled in the movements of the 13-year-old who had just sucked him. Tomas' dick was dangling downward, not yet fully softened, and his cockhead glistened with Richard's saliva and Tomas' own cum. "Mind if I look around your room, Richard?" "Sure, look," Richard said, his breath finally returned to normal. "Only I'm just sharing it, remember." "Oh, yeah," Tomas said, wandering to a bookshelf. "Your little brother. He's into models, huh? Or are these yours?" Tomas picked up a model plane not yet fully painted. "No, those are his." Richard was hardly paying attention to what Tomas was saying. He reached for his wet dick and played with it as he watched the young teen wander around. Tomas was casual about his nakedness, and Richard's eyes traveled up and down his body, taking in the broad, brown shoulders, the strong back, the round globes of his ass dimpling as he walked. Tomas turned and grinned when he saw Richard's eyes flash down to his cock. He moved over to the second bed and sat on. "This his bed?" he asked. "Yeah." Richard could hardly move, but he kept his eyes on the older boy. "I don't mind living in here with him until my room is done." "How old is he?" "Nine." Richard smiled. "He's not a bad little guy for a brother." "I always wanted a little brother," Tomas said, more to himself than to Richard. "If you had a little brother, would you jerk him off?" Richard asked the question before he thought about it, then he reddened in embarrassment. "I mean..." "Sure I would, if he wanted me to," Tomas said. "A guy can have fun at nine, too. I sure did." "You did? At nine?" Richard sat up, intrigued. "Yeah. I told you. I had a friend." Tomas stopped. "Your age?" Richard asked. "Well, no, not my age. But..." Tomas decided not to say more just now. He moved over to sit next to Richard. "We've still got a little time before I have to get home." He put his arm around Richard's shoulders and pulled him closer. The boys kissed, then their arms tightened around each other. Tomas lowered one hand to Richard's thigh and caressed it as their tongues played. Richard moaned at the sensation of the fingers moving lightly up and down. He spread his legs a little wider. Tomas reached for the hard cock Richard offered him and stroked it slowly. Richard was always surprised that he was fully erect and ready for more after he had just spurted his few watery drops of cum with Tomas. Tomas must have been reading his mind. "The Dick is always ready for more, huh?" "Ohhh..." Richard pulled away and drew in a deep breath. He lay his head on Tomas' shoulder as the teen continued to stroke , fingering his cockhead gently. Richard whimpered like a little boy as his sensitive smooth dick was pleasured again. "I like you, Richard," Tomas whispered into the boy's ear. "I think we can have lots of fun together. I think, maybe, we even need each other." "Yessss..." Richard sighed into Tomas' shoulder. "We'll have to be careful. I... my mom doesn't know. Nobody at school knows. Okay?" Tomas stroked Richard's soft hair. "Careful... yes," Richard agreed. "Nobody knows about me, either." "How long have you known?" Tomas asked. Richard sat up. "I don't know. I guess ever since I started playing with my dick a couple of years ago. I just knew I wanted somebody else... I mean, a guy, you know? I always looked at boys at school, not girls. Only I just wouldn't admit it to myself, I guess. Oh, no. I wasn't gay; not me! How long have you known?" "Well, since I was a little kid, really. Um... I guess I was seven the first time I played with a dick." Tomas laughed. "Not my own, I mean." "Wow. Seven. What did you do?" Richard asked. He tried to picture Tomas as a little seven-year-old. "Well, it's not what I did, but what I want to do right now that's important," Tomas said, and he lowered his face to Richard's lap and began to lick around the base of his cock. Richard groaned and fell back onto the bed, his legs still hanging over the side. Tomas cupped Richard's balls with one hand, and with the other he fed Richard's dick into his mouth, savoring the taste of the watery cum still on it from their 69 session. The twelve-year-old's hairless dick was fully hard again, and Tomas sucked it in deeply. "Oh, fuck, Tomas... it feels so fucking good..." Richard raised his hips, offering more of himself to Tomas. Tomas pulled away from the cock for a minute. "The Dick feels fucking good?" he asked with a grin. "Oh, yea..." "There's a place where it will feel even better," Tomas said. "What do you mean?" Richard wasn't sure Tomas meant what he thought he meant. "I want you to fuck me, Richard," Tomas said. Tomas raised up and lay on top of Richard, kissing him hard on the lips. "I want you to fuck me," he repeated. "Fuck? I've never..." Richard stopped. "Yes. Yes!" Tomas rolled off the younger boy and lay on his back. He pulled his legs up and held them with his arms clasped behind his knees. Tomas opened his legs. His hard cock was bouncing lightly in the air, and his dark sac lay fully exposed. And for the first time Richard saw deep inside the crack that had intrigued him. He saw the smooth skin darken a bit as it entered the cleft, and deep inside he saw a ring, a circle, a dot of tight, puckered skin. The way inside was right there. Tomas was offering him that beautiful ass. To fuck a boy. He'd known -- he picked it up somewhere -- that guys fucked guys, but he'd never understood just how it could be done, how a big hard dick could fit inside an asshole. He'd never understood just why it was done, either. Like a lot of boys when they discover the joy of jacking off, that act alone was the focus of his attention for a long time. But then, that was before he'd finally admitted he was gay, back when he refused to think too much about certain subjects. But now, to be here, right at Tomas' hole... His stomach was in turmoil because of his excitement. How could a boy get closer to a boy than this, to go inside a place where nothing ever went inside? A hard cock... And he realized his own dick was throbbing almost painfully because his heart was pounding. "Wet your finger and finger me," Tomas encouraged. Richard stuck his finger in his mouth and licked it thoroughly, then he placed it at the hole Tomas was offering. He realized that his finger was shaking. But then, so was the rest of him. His fingertip absorbed the heat and, as he pressed in, the hole widened and opened slowly, holding tightly against his finger. Tomas grunted encouragement, and Richard was amazed as his finger slowly disappeared inside the teen. It opened. Just a bit. But it opened for him. He smiled to himself. It had opened for The Dick. He felt the tightness of the ring first, then he became aware of the heat inside Tomas. His fingertip slid slowly over silky-smoothness inside, and the tunnel opened for him. He stared at Tomas' asshole, almost unable to believe he was inside the beautiful jock he'd watched on the basketball court. Would his own dick fit in there? Could it? "Two," Tomas breathed out. "Another finger." Richard had to partially withdraw his finger to begin his second finger alongside it. The ring resisted at first, but Richard's fingers slowly worked their way in. Both fingers. Richard felt the grip of the muscle forming the hole. He opened his fingers a bit inside. At Tomas' instruction, he wiggled them and rolled them around. "Get spit on your cock, then push in your cockhead." Tomas was panting. "I want this really bad, Richard. I want you to fuck me." But Richard waited a moment. He was so enthralled that he could actually touch Tomas inside, touch him with his fingers! Feel him there! What had been a body part he rarely thought about had suddenly become and opportunity for exciting sex, a focus on his own need to be with -- to be in -- the older boy. Richard felt uncertain though fully excited, but he slowly began to follow Tomas' instructions. He wet the palm of his other hand and then stroked the length of his hard dick. He slowly removed his fingers from Tomas' ass and lay his cockhead against the pucker that had tightened again. "Go on, buddy. I want you to. Fuck my ass, Richard," Tomas said, and he pulled his legs a bit farther apart. The teen watched the boy from between his raised legs. His hole was pulsing for it. He looked at Richard's cock, the cock he wanted inside himself so badly. Richard shook with anticipation. He pressed his cockhead against Tomas' hole, and it opened slightly for him. "Yesss..." Tomas encouraged. Pressing a little more, Richard watched in awe as the dark ring opened to take in his dick. He moved slowly, feeling the heat that engulfed his beet-red cockhead. He was entering a furnace! He was pushing his dick into a deep, dark wetness... Almost before he realized it would happen, the ring snapped tight over the crown of his cockhead, holding him inside. "Oh, yesss..." Tomas sighed. He slowly raised his legs until he could rest them on Richard's shoulders. He pulled a pillow from above his head and arched his back so he could stuff the pillow under him. The added height pressed against Richard's shaft and pushed a little more of his cock inside. Tomas readjusted his legs on Richard's shoulder and looked up into his eyes. "Now, give me more of your dick." Richard slowly pressed his dick inward. He could feel the muscles moving inside Tomas as the older boy adjusted himself again. He pressed in deeper until his dick was completely hidden from view. His smooth pubis was pressing tightly against Tomas' ass. He could hardly believe it. He was shaking. He was inside! Richard felt Tomas move before he understood what Tomas was doing. Tomas' legs dropped from Richard's shoulders to grasp him around his waist. Richard pulled his hands away to find himself held tightly around the waist by Tomas' legs. Richard moved his hands to Tomas' side and found himself looking deeply into Tomas' eyes. "Now...fuck...me," Tomas grunted. "Fuck me." Richard pulled away a bit as Tomas' legs loosened a little, then he pushed his cock back into the older boy, almost yanked in by the force of Tomas' legs around his waist. He pulled out again, and Tomas' strong legs pulled him in again. The boys soon found a rhythm so that with each stroke Richard could fuck deeper into the ass welcoming him. Richard looked alternately at Tomas' dreamy eyes and at his own dick moving in and out of Tomas' ass. In and out with a regular rhythm, not too fast, but not too slow. Richard felt the heat from Tomas' ass soak into his cock and up into his groin. He felt like he was harder than he'd ever been in his life... no longer just four inches, but six, ten inches... sliding in and out... fucking smoothly... legs pulling him back to the deep hole... And how could a boy be so deep, he wondered, so deep that it seemed as though his dick could just keep on plowing down and down into such a wondrous tunnel... Richard found himself a little lightheaded. Was he in control of the fucking? Or was Tomas fucking himself with Richard's dick, with Richard's whole body? It didn't matter; it was the most erotic thing the twelve-year-old had ever experienced, more intense than he had ever been able to imagine. Every part of his mind was focused on the link connecting him with Tomas, the throbbing dick plowing in and out of the ass he'd admired, he'd lusted for, he'd needed to fuck. Richard looked down. It was awesome, watching his hard cock move. His cock shaft glistened with the moisture it was collecting. Only a little was his own moisture, Richard realized; most of it had to be Tomas' moisture, moisture his dick was picking up from inside, moisture coating both Tomas' tunnel and, now, Richard's own dick. The smoothness of the ass and the darkness of the ring circling his cock as it pistoned in and out... He looked at the boy he was fucking. Tomas' strong thighs were wide open now, with his legs circling Richard's waist, and Tomas' dark cock was swinging with the rhythm of the fucking, back and forth... The dark ballsac bounced, almost touching Gary's pubic mound. His eyes returned to his own cock... in and out... fucking... The pace quickened as the need in each boy increased. Both were moaning in ectasy; both were sweating from their exertion. In and out they fucked together faster and deeper and more and more urgently... Richard noticed that Tomas' dick was now hard, though he didn't understand that his own dick was part of the reason. And they came at virtually the same time. Tomas' cock stiffened even more and slowly raised, still bouncing with the movement of the fucking, until it was pointing at the ceiling. Richard saw the first rope of cum shoot from Tomas' cock and land amid the sweat of his belly. Then his own orgasm tightened his gut as his cock poured the few drops of his young seed into the teen's ass. He grunted deeply as he felt himself emptied. Tomas shot another rope of cum, and the tightening of the ring around Richard's dick caused him to spasm even harder, sending another spray of his cum inside. He couldn't tell how much he'd actually cum, but he knew it surely couldn't have been much, not after cumming so much so recently. But it sure felt like it. He jerked his body with little control now, his cock taking over, until it could only ooze what remained inside. Tomas opened his legs, and Richard collapsed to his side. They lay there panting. The younger boy's dick could still feel the tightness of the tunnel into which he'd sent his cum, the ring which held and encouraged him. He moaned quietly. The waves of pleasure slowly passed away, and he breathed deeply. For long moments, neither boy wanted to speak. Richard felt the moisture in his eyes and turned his head so Tomas wouldn't see his tears. Finally, "That was totally awesome, Richard," Tomas said quietly. "I wanted that so bad." Then, almost to himself, "It's been too long." He paused. "Richard. Thank you." The silence then was broken only by the sounds of their breathing. Richard moved his hand and found Tomas' forearm. He gripped it tightly. He held it. "I think I need to get home," Tomas said. "I wish..." "Yeah," Richard said. "I want it, too, you know? Will you fuck me sometime?" Tomas rolled closer and kissed his cheek. "Oh, yeah, baby. I want your ass." He smiled. "It's a cherry ass," Richard said. "You... How did you know how to do all that? Your friend?" Tomas got up slowly and stretched his back muscles. "Yes. I think you might like to meet him someday." He grinned. "I'll see." He searched around for his clothes and dressed. Richard rolled over on his back and watched the teen pull on his clothes. He thought every move was beautiful. "I can let myself out, Richard. Okay?" Tomas leaned in, and the boys kissed again. "You're something special, you know?" Tomas whispered. He turned and left the room. Richard stretched out completely on the bed. As he heard the door close in the distance, he ran his hands over his chest and belly, down his thighs. He had never imagined that anything as wonderful would happen. He had fucked the most beautiful hunk in the seventh grade. He had been in bed with someone even better than the boys he dreamed up when he jacked off. And nobody had ever, ever, called him special before. Special. The sweat was cooling on his body as he slowly drifted off to sleep. Tomas' had to shower when he got home. Before he stepped into the water he ran his hands all over himself, including his cock and balls and ass. He held his hands to his nose and inhaled deeply, smelling himself, smelling Richard, smelling sweat and cum and sex. As he got into the water and reached for the soap, he felt happier than he had for a long time. He loved to take his time in the shower, something he couldn't do at school. As he smoothed the lather over his body he told himself he must remember to get Richard into the shower some day. He grinned. Some day soon. His hand slid down to his cock and nursed on it slowly. Tomas' grin faded and was replaced with dreamy look that soon made the boy look as though he were in pain. His eyes closed; his lips tightened in a circle; he frowned. He groaned loudly and slowly as his cock spewed his cum onto the shower wall. He shot a second and third time, and when he finished he found himself with his ass pressed tightly against the opposite wall, his thighs locked in place. When he got out and dressed, it was still light out. He thought about it for only a moment and then headed to the garage for his bike. He pedaled slowly, not even aware of the route he was taking, thinking. It had been almost a year. But nothing like Richard had happened to him before, and he needed to talk about it, ask about it... He was in front of the house almost before he knew for sure he was going there. He stopped on the sidewalk. The place was full of wonderful memories. His dick stirred in his briefs. Maybe it wasn't such a good idea, though. I'm older now, Tomas thought to himself, sort of on my own... I... maybe I don't belong here any more... Tomas was full of doubts, so he returned quickly to his bike and made his way back home. --------------- Yes, Tomas is pretty advanced for a boy his age. But then, he had a mentor. Some regular readers will remember Tomas from a previous series in which he was a minor character who made one very brief appearance as a boy and then a somewhat longer appearance as a 19-year-old near the end of the story. There is a broken link to this story under my name at Nifty's Prolific Authors, but you can copy and paste the following: /nifty/gay/adult-youth/tyler-becomes-a-man/