Date: Wed, 11 Mar 2015 11:23:27 -0400
From: Andrew Phillips <andrewphil69@gmail.com>
Subject: Andy & Sean (Part 7)

Andy and Sean


This is a story of the emerging sexual relationship and adventures of Andy
Johnson and Sean Allcock, from both their perspectives.   It is fictional,
aspirational, and hot.

For more background on how they met, found each other and realized their
mutual attraction you can find parts 1 to 4 of a story called "He and I" in
the Gay Male — Adult Youth section of nifty.org.


*Part 1 of Andy and Sean** is identical to **Part 5 of "He and I"**.  So
you can follow their developing relationship at either location. *

Suffice to say, Andy, 18, is a recent high school graduate and Sean, 27,
was his young teacher and swim team coach, who is now his good friend.
They are about to become "friends with benefits," or even more, as Sean
drives Andy to Springfield for Andy's college orientation and a weekend of
discovery.

My name is Andrew (andrewphil69@gmail.com).  People call me Drew.  I would
appreciate feedback and any suggestions to make these stories even hotter
and more, well, satisfying to my readers' needs.

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Part 7 – Sunday morning, Act III, the Finale

Andy:

So far this weekend was everything I dreamed of.  Sean and I had fully
bonded and our mutual sexploration had fulfilled almost all my fantasies,
but one.

That was having anal sex.  In the gay porn I had seen both the giver (the
'top') and recipient (the `bottom') seemed ecstatic, but that may just have
been the participants' acting.  I was determined to find out for myself.  I
didn't have an idea whether I was a top or bottom, but I surely knew that I
wanted to replace my fantasy with reality.

That Sean brought up "safe sex" the other day suggested that he, too, had
this on his mind.  He didn't seem to rule out anything that might give me
(and him) pleasure.   So I decided to take the bull by the horns and grab a
couple of condoms.  It was only around 11, so we had another hour to
ourselves.

We both were totally aroused.  I suggested we each put a condom on the
other. We stood up, unwrapped these Ultrasensitive™ condoms and, after
figuring how each unrolled, slipped them on the other.  As I did it I
couldn't resist gently cupping his pendulous ball sac, stroking his
perineum and stretching my middle finger to touch his anus.  His cock gave
quite a jump of pleasure.

We were standing and caught our reflections in the large mirror.  I don't
think I could imagine a fitter, more handsome and horny couple.  We looked
into each other's eyes via the mirror and smiled.  After which he grabbed
me around the waist and tossed me back on the bed.

"Who wants to go first?" he asked.

"As top or bottom, do you mean?"

"I guess I mean as top," he answered.

"Why don't you," I said, "since you are the older."

"Well, OK," he said, "but I have to make this easier."

I didn't know what he meant.  He got me on my back and knelt between my
legs and lifted my legs up to his shoulders, exposing my anal region.  He
leaned down and began rimming me, soaking my anus with his saliva.  He let
some saliva dribble down on his erect and encased penis.   He then inserted
one, then two and finally three fingers into my rectum, removed them and,
holding my legs up, replaced his fingers with his cock, and slowly applied
pressure, pushing, pushing.

"Relax, Andy, like you are about to move your bowels," he urged.

It felt, well, funny, but I did as he asked and his 8" pole slowly entered.
He didn't rush it, just letting it push in very slowly.  All the while I
could contemplate his face and upper body.  His face showed both
concentration and excitement.  Inch by inch he entered as I began to feel
fuller and fuller.  There was a little pain at first, but he was very
gentle, and it soon was replaced by a sense of fascination.  His muscled
chest and abdomen were shiny with sweat. Finally he was completely in.  He
held that position for a moment, while I felt an enormous sense of pleasure
flood over me.  Maybe it was the pressure he was exerting on my prostate.

Then he started to pull out an inch or two, thrusting fully in again.  The
rhythm was slow at first, then picked up, pulling out a big more each time.
Each thrust was cushioned by his full bush.  I loved it!  He was fucking me
in the most sensuous way and I loved it.  And I knew he did, too.  He
leaned in briefly and we kissed.  He resumed and after about a dozen more
of these accelerating thrusts he called out and came, and came, and came a
few of times, finally releasing my legs and falling on me as he pulled his
cock out of my ass.  He was totally spent, rolled off me and just lay next
to me, in that semi-comatose post-coital condition.  His condom was filled
with milky jism.  For some unknown reason I pulled it off his flaccid penis
and emptied it on my chest, tasted it and then spread it all over my chest
and abdomen.

After about five minutes, while staring at the ceiling he groggily said,
"That was fantastic! " and turning to me,  "How did you like it?"

Sean:

I guess Andy was anxious to get it over with when he pulled out the condoms.
He's such an adventurous boy, so we got to work, or rather "to pleasure."  He
agreed to receive, while I was happy to give.  I had once convinced Joyce
to have anal sex with me and, although many women are said to really enjoy
it, she found it a turn off.  But I enjoyed it, perhaps thinking of a man
as I did it.

In any case Andy seemed ready and willing, as he unrolled the condom onto
my erection.  He lay back facing me and I decided I couldn't take my eyes
off him so I lubricated my self with my saliva. I stretched his anus with
my fingers and, as gently as possible, pushed my way in.  I was holding his
legs up, but soon let them rest on my shoulders as I entered him.  He was
taking it very well as I slowly slid my cock in to the hilt, his golden
fuzzy scrotum resting on my black pubes.  I looked down at this contrasting
scene, then into his eyes, shining with pleasure.  We kissed passionately.

I then began my rhythmic consummation of our love making, since this was
much more than sex, it was a complete and mutual confluence of our desires.
As the pace picked up, each thrust as deep as I could make it, I soon was
out of control, operating on automatic pilot.  Nothing could stop me as I
reached an explosive orgasm, filling the condom (with at least a couple of
teaspoons of semen and a billion sperm expending themselves
non-reproductively, all for our pleasure).  I fell back, exhausted both
physically and emotionally.

I felt Andy remove the condom, but didn't realize what he did with its
contents until I finally opened my eyes and saw how he painted his chest
with it.  I leaned over and licked up my own jism off his chest, and, with
my sticky lips, gave him a French kiss, sharing my salty/sticky emission.

Upon asking him how he liked it, he said, "Wow! Now its my turn!"

He said he wanted to do it doggy style, and I raised myself, presenting my
ass to him.  His cock was stiff with passion as he positioned himself
behind me.  He, too, began to lubricate my anus with his tongue massaged
the saliva in with his fingers.  He seemed to follow my gentle and slow
approach, pushing his erection slowly into me.  I had thought my erection
was long gone but my penis started hardening again.

This was all new to me.  His entry and rhythmic fucking of me was
accompanied by a reach around which helped my cock grow, and it wasn't so
long before he and I came simultaneously.

Andy:

Now it was my turn to be the top and I chose to take Sean doggy style,
since he was clearly fatigued.  Now I would have the opportunity to compare
top to bottom.  I love the muscularity of his back and his buns, and ran my
hands along his well defined lats and over his gluteus maximi.

I asked him to spread his legs, allowing me to spread his butt cheeks and
dowse his anal region with a liberal supply of saliva.  He seemed to like
this, repeatedly backing into my face.

Finally I touched his anus with the tip of my cock.  At first it missed,
slipping up his butt crack a couple of times, but finally made entry
through the star of his anus into his rectum.  I was holding his waist and
I entered him by slowly pulling him to me.  In about a minute I was
completely in and he made it even more stimulating for me by flexing his
anal sphincter.  My rhythmic thrusts were quickly matched by his, thus
amplifying the experience for both of us.  My right hand reached around
again and found he once more had a super hard on (how does he do it?).  My
left hand was now caressing his abdomen.  In this supercharged state we
both came to climax at the same time, falling to one side, my cock still up
his rear.

We were both totally spent, and would be for the rest of the day, me
attending the second day of the orientation and Sean tooling around
Springfield.  He said he had a surprise for me this evening and would meet
me back in the room at 6.

Part 12 – Getting to know Chad