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Guess the old man was true to his word Noel thought when he awoke with a sore butt. Reaching a hand down to his ass he discovered a sticky mess where Damion's cum had trickled from his ass. Thinking of Damion reminded Noel of the smell of bacon cooking that had woken him.
When I staggered into the kitchen he greeted me with a way too cheerful "Hi" and pointed to the countertop. I didn't need a second invitation to grab the asprin and glass of water. I sat down, enjoying the sticky sensations in my shorts, to watch Damion cook breakfast. He was everything I would have chosen in a guy to be my first lover. Unfortunately I didn't have the balls to ask him for sex. At least not directly which is why I was nursing a cummy ass and a headache.
Things had gotten rough at school. A new kid had set up his own crime ring and made life hell for a lot of us smaller kids. Adding to my problems was my growing realizaton I was gay. I felt as if I was being wahsed under by two waves and each had the potential to drown me.
Damion was a really peaceful guy who did a lot of meditation and only got excited for sex or football. He might not be able to help me with the bullies but he might know somebody who could help. This was the only one of the two issues I could speak to him about. While I waited for him to finish cooking breakfast I enjoyed the view of his toned body clad only in silk boxers.
Fortunately I got another break. The agreement he had insisted on for me drinking had given me an opportunity to have sex of sorts with him. Now he gave me the opening I needed as we sat down for breakfast.
"Trouble at school?" Damion asked.
"How'd you know?" I replied wondering if he had been reading my mind.
"A kid your age has very little reason to drink so heavily. The biggest part of your life revolves around school. I had an eighty percent chance of being right. Care to talk about it?"
"I don't know if this is something you can help me with because you always talk about changing the outer by going within. Meditation may not help me with this problem. Maybe you'll know somebody who can help me. There is a new kid at school who is extorting lunch money from us."
"Meditation will eventually work to change this but I think you need to keep yourself healthy enough to meditate. Don't you? There was a time in my life when violence was part of my day. Every day of my life I carried a weapon whenever I went anywhere. Unfortunately what I know is far too excessive for you to use at school or anywhere else in our safe little town. Fortunately I can help you with the workout side and my friend, Dan, can teach you some efefctive self-defense skills. He is an Aikido master.
Before I call him you need a reminder to make certain you choose to talk about stuff before turning to the bottle. Load these dishes into the dishwasher and meet me in the living room. Hopefully you wont need too many reminders and will have learned this lesson before you go to college. You are a beautiful kid inside and out. I consider myself a lucky guy because I get to see this grow. Now get moving."
"Yes, sir," I said smiling and saluting. Whatever Damion had planned for my reminder was just fine by me. Surely an Aikido master would know a trick or two to keep me from being bullied ever again. I also had to admit, to myself, Damion was right in saying talking about stuff first would be more pleasant than just drinking to avoid the problem. What he didn't know about was the other issue. Only I knew there would most likely be a couple more reminders handed out before I got the courage to discuss coming out.
Five minutes later I was standing naked in his living room with my hands resting on a tall stool. Damion was busy cleaning my ass with some wipes. He was taking too much time cleaning my cleft but I didn't mind. The more time the paddle spent on the floor the better. Unfortunately it coudn't last forever and I was ordered to lean forward.
Oh, god that hurt and there were still eleven more strokes to come. Seven more swats and I was switching my weight from one foot to the other in an attempt to get some relief from the burn. How could a guy who lived such a peaceful life dish out such a spanking? The tears started rolling down my cheeks with two more smacks to come but I gritted my teeth and kept silent. Eleven. Twelve. Done.
What? He wants me to stay in this position. Is that his zipper I hear being undone? Whatever that cold stuff is he is squirting between my cheeks I wish he was putting it onto my burning ass. That feels like a cock resting in my cleft. Surely he won't force himself on me. No, not Damion. He would not break his word and he said I would have to ask or pass out.
I could feel his breath on the back of my neck as he told me it was only fair I took care of his arousal because it had been caused by my reminder. He said this while slowly thrusting his cock back and forth between my cheeks. Instinctively I clenched my ass and heard him gasp in surprise. Despite the fact he had just spanked me I took pleasure in giving him some pleasure. This was as close as I could get to having sex with a guy without coming out. The spanking had seemed to last an eternity but this was over too soon.
Damion's cries of pleasure almost made me cum as well. I felt his cum splashing on my lower back. The last few spurts landed just above my hole. Damn, here I am with another sticky ass. I remained in this position while Damion called Dan.
"Dan has some free time and is willing to wait at the dojo for us. He has agreed to see if you have what it takes to learn what he teaches. Dan only takes on a few students. They aren't always the strongest or quickest so don't worry. I think you will be fine or I wouldn't have suggested Dan as a teacher.
We don't have much time to get there so we'll have to share the shower. Although it woouldn't take you long to take care of your erection I suggest leaving it alone. Do you really want to show up for your martial arts assessment feeling like you do after you have just cum? Like I said it's your choice now lets hit the shower."
Damion said it would only delay us if we washed each other. He said I was way too cute for him to be able to keep it to just washing him. I blushed but it felt good to hear him say it. Soon we were in the car headed to the dojo. When we got there I almost jumped back into the car. The door was filled by a huge form with lots of fur. Once this mountain stepped into the sunlight I could see it was a mountain of a man with a thick, bristling beard.
Dan roared out a greeting and enveloped Damion in a huge bear hug. Damion didn't seem to mind even though he was lifted off the ground and seemed to be having the air squeezed out of him. They were both smiling at each other. Thankfully Dan didn't greet me the same way.
"Hello, Squirt," Dan said slapping me on the back and almost knocking me off my feet. I would soon learn he called anybody smaller than himself, which was almost everybody, Squirt. When he called you neighbor it was best to start running. "There's a gi in the changing room for you. Why don't you go get changed and join me on the mat?"
Feeling awkward in my suit and a little afraid I shuffled out onto the mat. Dan asked me if I was feeling nervous and a little scared. I admitted to feeling a whole lot scared. He laughed and told me it showed I had good sense. Maybe, just maybe, he could teach me enough to help me get past the fear. Damion had explained my troubles at school so we started working on stuff I could use right away.
After thirty minutes I no longer knew which way was up or down except when I hit the mat. Drenched in sweat I staggered to my feet and this time when I hit the mat I didn't think I could get up. Looking across to Damion I saw him sitting there watching impassively. Then he lifted one eyebrow. I lay there a few seconds longer before rolling onto my stomach and forcing myself up onto my feet. I would have collapsed if Dan hand't caught me.
"He'll do," Dan said looking to Damion. "Bring him back Monday evening after the bully has had a crack at him. Win or lose he will need further instruction. Best get him into shape quickly. His stamina needs a lot of work."
"He's not trying out for the Seals or green Berets," Damion defended me.
"No, he is trying out for me and to keep up with me he needs to be a lot fitter than those wimps" Dan retorted grinning. "Keep the gi, Squirt. I think you have earned it. Can you walk? Good. See you Monday."
Damion was holding the door open for me when a shadow fell over us. Before I could react Damion had let go of the door and rolled back into the room. Leaning against the door frame I watched amazed as Dan chased Damion around the dojo. Every time I thought Dan would grab hold of Damion he managed to move just enough to avoid being caught. Neither of them said a word for fiteen minutes until Dan suddenly stopped and bowed to Damion. Damion returned the bow.
"One day, Squirt, I will get him to use physical force to defend himself." Dan said glancing across to me. "This may be a bad day for me but even I need goals. Hopefully the day will come when Damion can teach you his technique of evasion. My goal is to teach you how to survive long enough to learn them. See you Monday."
We had driven a block in silence and as I was about to ask Damion some questions he pulled into a parking spot. He told me to go into a modern looking office. Following his instructions I went up to the recptionist and asked for Mandy. While Dan was knocking the stuffing out of me Damion had booked me in for a soak in the hot tub and a massage. Thankfully I was too tired to get an erection when pretty Mandy told me to hand over all my clothes. While she was taking care of me damion went back to the apartment and returned with fresh clothes for me.
Normally any guy my age would have been nervous about being naked in the presence of a good looking girl like Mandy. My recent experiences with Damion allowed me to relax as if this was something I did every day. I didn't flinch when the receptionist passed us in the passageway from the hot tub to the massage table. This time I needed help to the car because I was so relaxed. Damion let me melt onto the couch when we got home. I noticed it was the same spot where I had passed out last night.
"Again?" I asked him.
"Do you want a beer or are you asking?" he replied.
"Right now one beer would be too much for me." I told him. "Would you mind getting me one?"
"Not at all. I think we should drink a toast to you being accepted by Dan as a student."
"You just want me to pass out again so you can have your wicked way with me," I told him with a smile as we touched our beers together. "What do you have planned for this afternoon? More of the same?"
"No, you are too sore for me to use that way as much as I am dying to fuck you. I will have to settle for discovering what you taste like. You will make this up to me at some point though."
"How?" I asked curious to see what he had in mind.
"By sharing your agreement with at least one of your jack off buddies. The longer you keep me waiting the more buddies you will have to tell."
"What if I keep you waiting so long I don't have enough friends?" I teased while working my way through my beer. All the exercise and massage meant I was feeling the effects of the beer much quicker than I imagined. My eyes were closing even though I still had a third of the beer to go.
"Trust me, after you have taken care of the bully you will have plenty of friends. although I prefer it if my partner can share his sweet seed with me I don't mind messing around with younger boys."
"How much younger?" I asked. This new bit of information suddenly had me wondering if I would fool around with somebody much younger than me. What would my answer be, I wondered.
"Anywhere up to four or five years younger than you. So eight or nine years old."
"How much older?" I asked finally draining the last of my beer.
"Two or three years. No older than sixteen."
I remember being impressed at how calmly he answered my questions considering we hadn't chatted about my preferences in partners. Damion shared this information as if I had asked him what size shoe he wore. Placing the empty beer bottle on the floor I rolled onto my back.
"Thank you, for introducing me to Dan and Mandy and the beer. I think I have had a little too much to drink. Have a drink or two on me," I told him smiling up at him. "You've been generous with your beers."
"I have every reason to be generous with my beer after you entered into our agreement. Thank you, "Damion replied.
My last thought before I fell asleep was how long it would be before I could ask him to do these things to me while I was sober. Fortunately I didn't know what I was missing which made it easier. I also knew that today I was not secure enough to ask him. Damion didn't mind and if he enjoyed it then it was the very least I could do in return for all his help.
When we had started drinking I knew he would not be awake for much longer. I allowed him to finish while I still had half my beer left. This would give him enough time to be sound asleep before I peeled off his clothing. While finishing my beer I wondered how he would respond to my answers when he woke tomorrow. Did he think I would lie about how old I enjoyed my male partners? A long time ago I had vowed to be honest about myself with others and especially to myself. The youngest boy I had savored up until today had been twelve. Two years ago my answer to how young would have been twelve. Recently the idea of helping younger boys experience their first dry orgasm had become quite arousing.
Placing my beer bottle next to Noel's I hooked my thumbs in the waistband to his sweatpants. When I had delivered the clothes to the spa I had placed them in a paper bag so nobody but Noel would know there was no underwear. The long shirt had hidden this from everybody when he left the spa. Now I would reap the benefit of my plan by gazing at his naked legs as I slid his pants down. The shirt still covered his cock and balls.
Once his pants were off I slid my hands underneath his shirt to play with his tender manhood. Deliberately teasing myself by keeping the shirt in place I continued to fondle him for a while. he had hardened long before I chose to remove his shirt. Now he lay stretched out,, naked and fully aroused on the couch. I let my gaze run up and down his magnificent body. My fingers idly played with his right nipple. Squeezing the hardening bud between thumb and forefinger I continued to torture myself. Then I lowered my mouth to his nipple. Sucking hard on his nipple I drew it into my mouth and gently squeezed it between my teeth. Then I let my tongue play with it for an agonizingly long minute or two. A trail of kisses led my mouth to his left nipple where my self-inflicted torture began again.
I love including fruit, chocolate and whipped cream in my play. While I was waiting for Mandy to finish with Noel I had decided to enjoy his cum without any additives this time around. He might even taste so good I would continue to enjoy him in his natural state. Unlikely but a fantasy I enjoyed indulging in from time-to-time. Now that the taste of the beer had left my mouth I began my journey down to his cock. A solid three-and-a-half inches or so of pure pleasure. I couldn't wait to savor his load.
There was no need to be gentle or take my time. Noel wouldn't know how long I took or be concerned about me extending his pleasure. Later if he found the courage to ask I would take him slowly to the edge and hold him there for an exquisite eternity. Between Dan, Mandy and the beer there was little chance of Noel waking before breakfast. Simply milking him several times would ensure he lasted longer and longer throughout the night. Pausing briefly to pay homage to the load in his nuts by quickly kissing each of them I turned my attention to his erection.
Lifting it from his stomach I opened my mouth and took it all in. Then I began to work him to an orgasm like a man who hadn't eaten in three days. I kept my lips pressed firmly against his hot flesh as I slid up and down his cock. My tongue licked every piece of flesh within its reach. Darting to kiss the underside. Extending itself to wrap around and reach the other side of the shaft. Lingering at the head to tease out more precum.
What a sight I must have made with my head moving so frantically up and down in his groin. Fortunately I was too absorbed in my task to give this much thought. Suck him dry was my motto for the night. No matter how long it took I would retrun over and over to this fountain of cum. Now I was way too eager to get my first taste of him. Resting my fingers lightly on his nuts gave me warning of his impending orgasm. I felt his balls drawing up and sucked even harder. Cum, boy. Feed me your sweet nectar, I thought. Noel obliged.
Even forwarned I almost allowed a drop or two to escape. His cum erupted forcefully from his drenched cock. Striking the roof of my mouth forcefully several times before flowing from the head down the side of his cock. I kept my tongue working as I swallowed his sweet juice. What a load. He tasted even better than I imagined. becuase he was asleep I could keep him in my mouth as long as I liked without worrying about how sensitive his cock became. I took full advantage of this until he softened completely.
Reluctantly I released him from my mouth. Not for long, I vowed. Enjoying the sight of him in all his naked splendor I relaxed. What a load, I thought. Then I remembered he hadn't had time to unload at all today. The thought of all the cum still inside of him brought a large smile to my face. I left him lying there all exposed as I went to heat up some leftover pizza for dinner.
How wonderful it was to sit next to him as I ate dinner and watched TV. Whenever I wanted to I could reach out and fondle him. I wanted to numerous times. In between my two slices of pizza I jerked him off onto the second slice. Taking a picture of the cum coated slice to share with him later. I even manged to get a shot of myself as I took my first bite of the slice.
Before turning in for the night I indulged in a good night blowjob. This time when he unloaded I had two fingers burried deeply in his ass. Whether the finger fucking had any impact I would not know for quite some time but I hardly noticed in decrease in the amount of cum he fed me. I was well satisfied with how much cum I had gotten from my sleeping lover.
Tomorrow if he overindulged I would fuck him. This decision I made as I once again dry humped his ass. My cock and balls ached too much for me to consider going to sleep without some release. I licked up as much of my cucm as I could before wiping him clean. No sense in him waking up with a cum coated ass and getting the idea I had lied to him about my intentions.
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