Date: Sun, 29 Oct 2017 15:16:32 +0000 (UTC) From: Kim Hansen Subject: Ring in Mine: Chapter 44 Ring in Mine Kim Terry I apologize that it has been a week since the last post. It has been a week of 15 hour work days. I hope I have the majority of errors corrected. My last step usually is having a friend proof the manuscript. In an effort to get the remaining chapters posted I did a final proofreading from the screen. Thank your for the emails. I appreciate even a short, "I'm reading your story," goes a long way. If you enjoy the stories on Nifty, please send a little something. Help support the cause. If you like Nifty donate. If you are nervous about using a credit card they accept PayPal. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html I would appreciate a short email if you are still reading my story. ringinmine@yahoo.com All rights are reserved to the author except those given to Nifty to publish and archive this work. Please do not repost without permission of the author. (If there are errors I do apologize up front. I find proofreading is a lot like steam cleaning your carpet. It doesn't matter how many times you go over something you still find another error or two.) Note: Due to many requests for more information about John and Marty, the other two victims in chapter 34, After the epilogue this story will continue with two or possibly three short stories exploring how these characters came to be in that dark situation and how they coped with the experience. Kim Ring in Mine: Chapter 44 Jerry followed with his first time with a guy. I hadn't heard the story before, so I listened with rapt attention. ---------- I was on the baseball team. Our coach was friends with a baseball coach in L.A. Every other spring our team went out to L.A. to play an exhibition game with his team. On the off year they came here. While in L.A. the team went to Disneyland. When they came here they went to Lagoon or skiing depending on the weather. To save money the visiting team was hosted by the families of the other team. It was a lot of fun and you got to meet people that grew up differently than us. It was my junior year of high school and it was our year to go to L.A. My hosts were a great family that lived in a huge house complete with glassed in swimming pool and hot tub. Jim had a king size bed in his room. It was just assumed we were sharing. That first night out of courtesy I was going to wear shorts to bed, but when Jim stripped down I followed suit. We had the game the next day. Both of the coaches insisted that the players refrain from any kind of sex the night before. I think they just didn't want us up all night beating off. The next morning we slept late. I had been sharing showers with Bobby for years. I didn't even think twice when I suggested that we share. I did instigate the back washing. "Bobby do you remember the first time we washed each other's back in the shower?" Jerry interrupted his story. "That was the day on your grands farm when we were shoveling shit and you started the shit fight." I answered. "We have never agreed who started the fight, only that it took a lot of scrubbing in the barn's shower to get the stench off. Grandma made us sleep in the hay loft for two nights." Jerry continued. "After that we always slept in the loft during the summer." I finished. "But I want to hear about your first time. During the game the first time at bat I knocked it out of the park. The second time the pitcher didn't even give me a chance. The pitch was fast, very fast. I tried to get out of the way. Instead of hitting me square in the crotch it hit my hip. I could barely take my base it hurt so bad. The next batter hit a fly ball and ended the inning. I limped to the dugout and was pulled from the game. A paramedic looked me over and Jim's dad drove me to an instant care for a couple of X-rays. The bruising and swelling had already begun by the time the doctor saw me. There were no broken bones but there was significant soft tissue damaged. He gave me painkillers and ice. We arrived just in time to see the home team score the winning run. I really wasn't up to the big barbecue and miniature golfing planned for the afternoon. Jim offered to stay with me at his house. His parents had to go back to work. Rather than keep an ice pack on my hip we stripped down and sat in the pool. It wasn't icy but it was cool and felt good. I couldn't swim but it felt good to walk the in pool. There wasn't a hair on jim's body below his neck. Everything was smooth even under his arms. I was pretty smooth but I was proud of the hair over my dick and under my arms. Being blond it took awhile before there was enough to be noticeable. Then there was his junk. It wasn't really fat but Jim was longer after being in the pool than mine was hard. He had a good length of foreskin that hung over the head of his dick. He had a set of low hangers that would make most barnyard animals jealous. I had always been interested in a guy's junk and had to be careful in the showers at school. I was enjoying watching Jim's, especially the way it swung from side to side. We would break the time in the pool with watching tv in lounge chairs around the pool. We never took the time to get dressed. Jim ordered pizza and answered the door naked. The delivery guy brought the pizza in. He looked about 25 with a muscular build. "Jerry, why don't you take the pizzas out by the pool. I'll take care of the delivery guy." Jim suggested. I dropped the pizzas on the table and was going to ask Jim were to find plates or napkins. What I saw was Jim on his knees taking care of the delivery guy's rock hard dick. Jim had his hands under the guy's shirt playing with his nipples. The delivery guy saw me watching, with my growing dick. He put his finger to his lips signalling not to say anything. I started to play with my cock when the guy pulled out and shot his load all over Jim's face. I beat a hasty retreat and jumped into the pool to hide/relieve my erect condition. Jim still had the guy's load on his face when he dove head first into the pool removing most of the evidence of `taking care of the delivery guy.' It was getting dark and the pool enclosure was beginning to cool down without the sun. We moved into Jim's bedroom. He had a projector hung from the ceiling that projected onto the wall. He pulled out a box of unlabeled VHS tapes. "Choose one." He instructed. "How do I know what I am choosing?" I asked handing him a tape. "That adds to the excitement." Jim answered. He popped into the video player and dimmed the lights. The movie started with two good looking women kissing. Before long the hot blond was face first in the brunette's pussy. The brunette knelt over the blonde and they were busy doing each other. The brunette's husband comes in and starts by beating off the biggest piece of meat I had ever seen. He takes his clothes off and moves behind his wife and slams his big dick into her pussy. The blond would lick on his balls when they were in reach. He laid on the floor while the blonde sat on his dick. His wife straddled his face. He was tongue deep inside of her. The scene ended with the two women taking turns sucking his dick. Often at the same time. He shot a monster load on both of their faces. The women took turns licking up the guy's load ending in a three way kiss. The screen faded to black. Both of us were working our meat side by side. In the second scene the same guy and his wife were busy making out naked on the living room floor in front of the fireplace. She had his dick deep in her mouth. Just then a very muscular delivery man in brown came to the door. His shirt could barely contain his huge biceps. She answered the door just as she was. She grabs him by the belt and pulls him into the living room. She undoes the belt and drops to her knees. Have you ever heard that guys with big muscles have little dicks. That wasn't this guy's problem. I want to know how he kept it from hanging out the bottom of his uniform shorts. "Get over here and see a real dick!" The wife demanded. After sucking his dick she made her husband take a turn. He tried to look reluctant but he was really good at it. I had eyes only for that giant dick disappearing in the husband's face when I felt a warm feeling envelope my dick. It was probably the best feeling I had ever felt in my seventeen years. Jim had taken me in his mouth, just like the delivery guy. It was fantastic. Every time I was sure I was going to cum, he would switch to my balls. The scene changed to the wife licking on her husband's ass while she was filled to the brim by the delivery guy's monster dick. I couldn't see why anyone would lick someone's ass. "Roll over like the guy in the screen." Jim ordered. It was painful to turn over but the pain was soon forgotten when his tongue first touched my hole. The guy on the screen wasn't squirming in pleasure anymore than me. It was amazing. The big guy knelt behind the husband and slid his cock effortlessly into the husband's ass. When I felt Jim pull away, I knew what was going to happen and I was ready for it. He spread something cool and greasy on my ass and put a finger into me. I now know what he was reaching for was my prostate. I knew when it found it though. One finger was soon three. A fourth never came. Jim slid his dick in me. It hurt a little bit, but he waited for me to push back. Before long I was riding Jim just like the guy on the screen. I was glad I didn't have that monster in me but I also knew that sometime in the future I would want to give a big dick a try. Before the night was over I had sucked Jim's dick and laying on my back Jim rode my cock. We were really tired and fell right asleep. The next day it hurt like hell to walk. Not from the fucking, but the hip. Jim's dad had previously had knee surgery and they still had the wheelchair. At Disneyland everyone abandoned me for being too slow. Jim stayed with me. We stopped at guest services for a handicap pass. We got to skip the lines on nearly every ride. We ended up riding more than any of the others, plus we had reserved places for the parades. That night we skipped the movie in bed and went right to kissing. That was followed by my first 69. The next morning Jim fucked me one more time before I boarded the bus. "That was my first time." Jerry announced. "Ok Skip, we know you haven't done much. You haven't sucked or fucked. What have you done? ----------- I would appreciate hearing from you. ringinmine@yahoo.com