Date: Sat, 27 Feb 2010 20:27:18 -0800 From: Tim P Subject: Blake's Story Chapter 8 All rights reserved. Other than downloading one copy for personal enjoyment, no part of this story may be reproduced or transmitted by any means, except for reviews, without the written permission of the author. Comments on the story are appreciated and may be addressed to the author, Tim Price at privatetimm@gmail.com All the usual disclaimers apply. This is a work of pure fiction and a fetid imagination. If it is illegal to read this where you live, don't read it. If you are under legal age where you live, don't read it. This story contains descriptions of consensual sexual contact between males, adult and minor. It is written for the entertainment of mature adults. Passing through Nifty's main page to get here is your way of saying it is legal for you to be reading it. Chapter 8 - Day in Denver & Evan Matt's Story I wake early as I always do, Marco was still spooned inside of me. The light of day and sobriety made me realize the magnitude of last night's events. I was treading on dangerous turf. I had betrayed everything I was raised to believe in and my duty as a professional educator, but that wasn't worst of it, nor the potentiality of jail, it was how was Marco going to be? What if he got the guilts over this? I've heard of teens getting suicidal and depressed over stuff like this. I really cared about Marco, I loved him. I am not sure if we are heading towards dating or a relationship or what. I mean it has only been a couple of years since Matthew Shepard. Wyoming is still a rough place to be openly gay. I never knew Matthew really, but I knew who he was, lots of people did because he was one of the more obvious gay guys at the university. The reminder of what his death meant is always there. And even if we wanted to date openly, I can't really date a 15 year old former student. I'd have to leave teaching and wait for him to turn 16 until we could legally date, but then there would still be the issues of dealing with his family. Marco wakes and looks at me dreamily. He smiles and kisses me good morning. Good God, what a mess I've let myself fall into. Marco's Story I can feel Matt stirring. Oh what a night last night was. Even if I never get another night with him again, last night was one of the most special nights ever. I roll over and look at him from behind my heavy eyes, just looking at him makes me smile. I pull his head to me and kiss him good morning. Hmmm, that isn't a happy face he has on. Maybe he doesn't really like me, maybe I did something wrong. "Matt, what's wrong? You don't look as happy as I feel." Matt's Story "Marco, a large part of me is happier than I have ever been, but there is stuff we need to talk about." "Oh God, we haven't even had a first date yet and I'm getting the brush off, the 'it's not you, it's me' speech." Marco sighed. "No it's not that at all bud, but it is pretty serious. I need to know that you are ok. That you understand the gravity of the steps we took last night and that you are ok emotionally." "Dude, I'm fine, what stuff do you mean?" He looks puzzled. "Well there is the legality of what we did, me breaking my code of ethics and most importantly your mental health. What happens if a month from now this is all a phase or a fling and you feel guilty? I don't want you to be depressed or think you did anything wrong. If you need to talk to your priest or a counselor I understand. I really care about you." Big tears well up in his eyes. Shit he IS upset over all this. "Matt, dude, were you paying attention last night? I am gay. I know I am gay. I am ok being gay. I don't need a priest or a counselor to tell me how wrong last night was when I know how right it was and it is for me. It makes me feel great knowing you care this much, but I am fine really. I know we can't run around town holding hands or make out in the park. I know to everyone else, my parents, Tony, Blake, Tom, everyone, we have to look just like friends, but behind closed doors I want to cuddle with you like this anytime we can. I don't care if we ever have sex again; I just will need you to hold me once in awhile. If I get more than that it'll be a bonus. You are a great guy Matt and a great teacher. Don't stress over me, I know who and what I am. I know the position you are in and you shouldn't let this effect you in the slightest. I am ok and I will be ok. I promise." "So why are you crying?" "I'm crying, or I was because I don't want you to worry. If I need help, I'll ask you first. If you don't want to hang with me I understand. If you don't want to get naked with me ever again, I understand, but I do want to hang with you, I do want to get naked with you again. If you break things off, I'll be depressed, but not suicidal. I want to be with you at least as a friend if not more." "I love you Marco. I am not sure what kind of love it is, but I do love you. Last night was a big step for me too. You are the first guy I really made love to, my other three guys I have been with were more about getting off. You are the first person I've had deep emotional attachment too, not even any of the girls meant as much to me as you. We just have to take it one step, one day at a time and you have to promise me that we will talk about how you are doing through it all." "I promise. Will you kiss me now?" I kiss him. Marco's Story Oh whew, he doesn't hate me or want to break things off, he is worried about me. I should have worried about him. I've been so selfish, I've been pushing him all this time to make me happy and I never stopped to think about the position I put him in or what he would go through or have to sacrifice if this ever got out. "........you have to promise me that we will talk about how you are doing through it all." "I promise. Will you kiss me now?" He kisses me. "Matt, I'm sorry I put you in this position, but no one will ever use our friendship to hurt you. I promise that too." Matt's Story "Matt, I'm sorry I put you in this position, but no one will ever use our friendship to hurt you. I promise that too." I feel comforted by Marco's attitude. I am even envious of it. He knows exactly who he is and I am still struggling to understand who I am and what my feelings mean. At this point I am pretty sure that I am more gay than not, but am I really ready to face a life as a gay man? What will my family think? Can I stay in teaching? Can I still be a wrestling coach? "We better shower and get ready for the day before Tony and Blake bust in on us and find us naked as jaybirds in bed together." "Can we shower together again?" he grins a lecherous grin. "Yes, but just for a moment or two. You can scrub my back, but we need to get moving for the day." We jump in the shower. I give him a couple of quick kisses, he scrubs my back really well, I scrub his and then jump out, dry off and get dressed to head downstairs. I put on the coffee and go to rouse Blake and Tony. I open the door to their bedroom to yell at them to get up. They are still sleeping soundly and they are spooned together, Blake inside of Tony. I take in the whole scene and I am trying to put together what is nagging me about the scene. I look around the room. There are two pairs of boxers on the ground and what looks like wet towels. I wonder. Naw, I am sure it's just..... I close the door quietly. How am I going to do this graciously without embarrassing them or prying, or making them uncomfortable? I decide to call Blake's cell phone from the kitchen. "Hello" says a sleepy voice. "Do you take cream with your coffee?" "What, where are you?" Blake asks in a clearer voice. "In the kitchen" "Black and you are funny calling me like this." "Uh, did you want me to bring it to you in bed?" I ask, my voice rising at the end. "Uh no, no..... ummm, I'll come get it in a few minutes," he says, finally understanding. "Tony likes his with cream though." I am starting to believe he does. Marco's Story So today should be interesting. I have to get these guys to the Cherry Creek mall around lunch time so we can 'accidently' bump into Evan. Then I have to be sure that they all still want to go to the movie so I can meet Evan someplace. Hopefully we can go back to my hotel room, the movie will keep Matt, Blake and Tony busy for at least three hours and Evan has about a two hour window while his parents are resting. I can't believe he actually got them to spend a whole weekend in Denver just so he could spend a couple of hours with me. What a year it has been since I met him! I wasn't sure what he would say when I asked for his email address, but after the first few emails were exchanged and he asked if I wanted to AIM chat with him I knew we were heading in a good direction since his AIM address was FargoBoiToi14 unlike his SwimmerEvan@aol.com email address. IM'ing led to video chat and web camming, web camming led to phone calls late at night and that led to a couple of visits to Cheyenne by Evan. All we could really do was meet at the Frontier Mall and hang out, but that was when we decided first chance we had, we would spend some real time together. Today is that time. I hope nothings fucks it up. *************************************************************************************************************** Matt's Story After we all had coffee and were pretty much awake we decide we are going to have breakfast at the Original Pancake House and then go up to Boulder to the University of Colorado. Tony thinks he might want to play football there, Blake thinks it would a cool place to go too, but Marco is strictly a WYO guy and the Buffaloes are the enemy to him. We sightsee on the campus, run by the SAE house; I know a few guys there and then head over to the student store to buy some gear. After Boulder we head to the Cherry Creek Shopping Center to grab some lunch and the guys want to see the new Harry Potter movie. We are in the food court area, when I see a familiar form across the way. Oh my gosh, that is Evan! I wonder what he is doing in Denver? I get up and go to head him off. "Hey Evan!" I call out. Not just Evan, but two other heads I hadn't noticed turned as well; he was with his parents. "Hi Mr. and Mrs. Laufenberg. It is nice to see you again." "Mom, Dad, you remember Matt Kendrick from the fraternity house.' "Oh of course Matthew, it is nice to see you again as well. If I remember you are teaching in Cheyenne." Mrs. Laufenberg said. "Yes ma'am, I am just down with some friends for the Bronco game. What brings you guys to Denver." "Funniest thing, Evan called a few weeks back and suggested we do a family weekend down here. You really can't shop in Fargo-Morehead like you can here. So we flew in yesterday and we fly back home Monday." Mr. Laufenberg, explained. Why was that causing Evan to blush and look flustered? "Come over and meet everyone." We all walked over to where the guys were sitting and they all stood as we approach. Marco looked so happy, I thought he was going to explode. "Mr. and Mrs. Laufenberg, this is Blake, Tony and Marco. Guys, these are Evan's parents, down from Fargo." Handshakes and pleasantries were exchanged all around. I asked the Laufenbergs where they were staying and they said the Hotel VQ, which is in the parking lot at Invesco Field. "Oh wow, that is a really cool place." "Yes, it was Evan's idea, he thought we might enjoy the atmosphere. Funny, he was never much of a football fan before, but it was a great idea. We really like the hotel." Interesting, they are in a hotel a half a mile from ours. The coincidences seem to build on each other. "Do you guys want to join us for a while?" I ask the Laufenbergs. "Oh no thank you very much Matthew, we are going back to the hotel for a couple of hours to rest before we go out again." They all turn to leave. "Hey do you think you guys could give me a ride that direction? I can walk to our hotel from yours, it is pretty close." Marco asked of Mrs. Laufenberg. "Aren't you going to go see Harry Potter with us Marco?" Tony said. "Naw, I am tired. I think I'll go sleep for a while." "Sure Marco, we'd be happy to and we'll drop you at your hotel honey, there is no need for you to walk from our hotel." "Great, thanks very much." He beamed. "Ok Marco, I guess we'll see you in three or four hours. Don't drink all the sodas." Blake said in code, really meaning 'don't drink the beers.' Goodbyes were said again and the Laufenbergs and Marco headed out the mall and Tony, Blake and I headed towards the theaters. The next Harry Potter didn't start for 45 more minutes. Tony and Blake bought their tickets and I sort of slipped out of the line. "Aren't you getting a ticket Matt?" "No, you know the show isn't for 45 minutes yet, so I think I'm going to go back to LoDo and spend some more time in the Tattered Cover. I just never get a chance to shop for books like that in Wyoming anyplace." "Ok dude, but that is supposed to be a bad ass movie." Blake responded. "I know, but I can see it in Cheyenne any time, I can only get to the Tattered Cover every so often. I'll see you guys back at the hotel in a few hours." The shopping center ran a shuttle to the hotels in the area and it was out front when I got there; three stops and then the Residence Inn was next. Oh, I wasn't going to LoDo. I am not sure what was working itself around in my mind, but my Spidey sense was tingling; that was why when I entered our room, I did so very quietly. The downstairs was dark because the blinds were all closed, but I could hear a TV on upstairs. I went to Blake and Tony's bedroom and pulled off my shoes and coat. Why was my heart beating a mile a minute? I crept up the stairs, the bedroom door was cracked a little. I could see the lights on and hear noises, or was it the TV? The door was only cracked about three inches, maybe only two, but that was plenty for me to see the incredible scene unfolding on the bed. Marco was stark naked, except for socks, and was lying on top of an equally naked, except for socks, Evan Laufenberg. Oh my effing G, what a sight! Marco was on top of Evan, in between his legs, hip to hip, cock to cock, humping him madly while they made out. Unfreaking believable. I tiptoed back down the stairs and got my camera out of my jacket. I also took off my jeans. Based on what I had just seen, they were only going to be in the way. I went up the stairs quickly, but quietly. They were still in the same positions, locked in fierce passion, oblivious to the world around them. I made sure the flash was off on my camera and I started snapping incredible pics of the two lovers. After I got about 10 good ones, I switched to the movie mode and started shooting video. I zoomed in on their faces, eyes closed and tongues flying in and out of each other's mouths. I panned down the bodies. Evans hands caressed down Marco's back and grabbed his globes to pull his hips tighter into him as Marco writhed on top. Marco moved off Evan's mouth to kiss down his neck and suck on Evan's white, smooth neck. Hey, that is my technique I used on Marco last night. Damn this boy learns quick. Like I had, Marco moved to Evans nipples and licked, pinched and nipped at them. This created some space between Marco and Evan, and I got my first glimpses of Evan's erection. Good Lord, it is huge. It looks like a damn flashlight! It has to be at least 9 inches long and very thick underneath a small, sparse blonde patch. I am never good at these guesses, but it was maybe like a 6" circumference? In any case it was massive and I was jealous that Marco was going to get his hands on it. In fact his hand was on it now. Marco was stroking Evan while he worked over his nipples. I zoomed in on Evan's cock with Marco's hand working that over. I could see the pre-cum glistening and Marco spread it around Evan's massive head and then he pushed all five fingers straight down on the head until the head hit Marco's palm and then he pulled up with the fingers, it must have worked because Evan was squirming like a toad on hot asphalt. Marco kissed down Evan's torso, belly and now his lips were just above Evan's head. Marco started slow by licking all around the head to the slit and then went up the slit, flicking his tongue as he went. "Oh Marco, that is fucking amazing." Evan moaned. I hoped the camera was getting all the sounds; the moans, the slurps, everything. Now Marco went down on Evan, I thought 'he'll never get it all in' and indeed he didn't, maybe 2/3 but certainly no more. Marco's head was bobbing and Evan was stroking his hair. I switched back to photo mode for a few pics of Marco's head session. As Evan began to move his hips up and down meeting Marco's rhythm I switched back to movie because this was too good to miss. After about three of four minutes Evan spoke again, "Oh stop Marco, I am getting too close. It is your turn anyway." I could see Marco wasn't wanting to give up the cock in his mouth, but he reluctantly did so as Evan pulled Marco up and he slid down. Evan grabbed Marco's bouncing dick and pulled it all into his mouth. Evan easily swallowed Marco's almost 7 inches. His hands were on Marco's ass and soon Marco was face fucking Evan. As Marco pulled back I could see his incredible boy rose, pink and inviting and then I could see the unbelievable definition of his glutes when he pushed back in. Talk about pre-cum, I was hard as a rock and leaking like a rusty pipe. Marco's breathing was rough and labored. I knew that sound. I knew he was going to blow any second. "Oh fuck Ev I am going to cum!" Evan grabbed Marco's ass with his hands and tried to increase Marco's speed. Marco was banging away at full speed, "oh fuck, oh fuck" Marco gasped and the slowing of his speed told me he had blown his load into Evan's mouth and Evan had swallowed every drop like a champ. Marco laid his head on Evan's chest and said, "Wow, was that great. Let's get you off." "No, I'm not ready. Let's make out a bit more." That was my cue to sneak back down stairs and switched out the memory chip. I snapped a few more pics of the naked lovers and headed down. I swapped the cards out quickly because I wanted to get back upstairs as fast as I could. I didn't want to miss a second of this. When I got back to my perch they had kind of switched positions with Evan lying on top of Marco, who was now on his back. That was perfect; I could get some awesome shots of Evan's ass. It was nice and round, but tiny, hardly any cheeks at all, but a perfect shape. They were making out and Evan was playing gently with Marco's cock and I could see little Marco getting hard again already. After five minutes of that Marco was fully hard and Evan dropped the bombshell. "I want you to fuck me now Marco." "What!? I've never fucked a guy Ev, I don't know how!" "It ain't hard, I'm sure you'll get the hang of it pretty quick." Evan rolled to the side of the bed and out of a brown sack on the table pulled a small bottle of Wet. You are going to put this on your middle finger and smear it around my hole, and then in my hole; slide your finger in and out a few times to get it loose and then add your index finger so I get really loose. When the two fingers go in pretty easily, smear some lube on your cock and slide 'er in. The rest you'll figure out." I made sure the camera was on was on video for this! Evan got on all fours with that sweet ass facing Marco (and me). I zoomed in as Marco slid his finger into Evan's pucker. It slid in easily and Evan just let out a hard breath. Marco was sliding the finger in and out of Evan with a good rhythm. "Marco, try two fingers now" Evan said breathlessly. Marco added some lube to his other finger and slowly slid them both into Evan's stretching hole. Evan moaned even louder and let out a few ' oh fucks'. "Fuck me Marco, fuck me now." Evan pleaded. "Ok, what do I do?" "Lube up your dick, put your head on my hole and push it forward slowly. You'll feel some resistance, but push forward slowly with firm pressure anyway. Then all of a sudden the resistance will be gone and you can slide your dick all the way in. When you are all the way in, wait for 20 or 30 seconds so my body gets used to your cock then start pumping. Go slow at first so you don't cum too quickly or tire yourself out, but you are the top so you'll be in control. When you want to speed up, speed up and by the end when you are ready to cum you should be pounding my ass and have your balls bouncing off my ass." "Ok, here goes nothing." Marco places his long, straight dick at Evan's hole, takes a deep breath and starts his push into Evan. I get a long shot of the complete scene, I can see all of Marco and all of Evan. As Marco's dick starts to disappear into Evan, I get the shot a little tighter. I hear a couple of soft 'oh fuck's and 'cock', but I can 't tell if it is Marco or Evan. Marco has it on now. He has his rhythm going and he is plowing Evan at a good pace. As his speed starts to pick up Evan tells him to stop. "Stop, stop Marco." "What?" "I want to change positions for the finish. Just stay inside me as I move." Evan lifts his right leg high, moves it past Marco so Evan can roll onto his back. With Evan on his back, he lifts his legs and instructs Marco. "Marco, put your elbows behind my knees. I am going to lift my hips a little higher and you can just drill me from this position." Marco starts fucking Evan in this position. "Oh fuck yeah" is all Evan can say. Marco is obviously hitting the right spot. Marco starts to pick up speed, faster and faster. I can see sweat glistening on Marco's back now. He has to be tired he has been at this for about twenty minutes. The sounds of the sex are so hot now. The grunting and groaning of the two young men, the slap of Marco's balls on Evan's ass, the thwack sound when Marco's groin slams into Evan. Marco is arching his back and I can tell he is about to cum. "Oh fuck Ev, I am going to shoot" "Yeah, keep going, hard as you can, I am close too" "Fuck, fuck, fuck, oh shit" from Marco. "Oh God, yes!" from Evan as his cock erupts in a fountain of white throwing hot jizz all over his smooth chest. I can tell by Marco's slowing down that he has filled up Evan's hole. His cock is going limp. Too bad mine isn't. He pulls all the way out and lies down on top of Evan; on top of his cum and sweat and everything. They are both breathing hard and not saying anything. I keep the camera rolling. "I can't believe I just fucked you." Marco says, it sounds almost like a whimper. Evan looks at the head on his chest. "Marco, you are crying. What's wrong? I knew this was a bad idea." "No, no. I'm ok. This was my idea, remember? I just feel... I dunno, disloyal to Matt." "Disloyal? Why? You said you and Matt have never done anything. I reread and reread that email you sent last week where you talked about how you were sure Matt didn't know you had feelings for him. Is it because you think you are ruining chances with him if we do stuff?" I shut off the camera. Now I feel guilty for being here; like I am intruding on a private moment. I know, I know, I've just spent 40 minutes watching them suck and fuck without a single guilty feeling, but that wasn't just sex, this is personal and real. "I dunno, I am just being pathetic. I think the sex drained me emotionally. Do you want to shower? I am all sticky." Marco says as he rolls off Evan and heads for the shower without waiting for an answer. Evan follows and I hear the shower go on. This is my cue to skedaddle. I head back down to Blake and Tony's bedroom and I put my pants and shoes back on. I set the camera battery in the charger since it is nearly as drained as Marco is. I have to get out of the room before they are done showering. I grab my coat and head for the lobby; I'll hang out there and read until after Evan leaves. About 20 minutes later as I am sitting in the lobby reading the Rocky Mountain News, Evans comes into the lobby. I look up, "Oh hi Ev (using Marco's word), what are you doing here? I thought you were staying at the Hotel Q?" Evan turns beat red and stammers, "Yyyyeah we are, I have a friend from swimming who was staying here too." "Hunh, anyone I know? I know a lot of swimmer from the university." I know I am torturing him a little. "Ah ah no, she goes to New Mexico State." "Oh, I see a 'she', that explains the rosy color in your cheeks, the same thing happens to me. Nice job old man." He turns crimson now and hustles off with a quick goodbye so I can't quiz him more. OK, so I am an evil bitch, but Marco isn't the only one confused with his feelings. *********************************************************************** Matt's Story I enter our room and I can hear the TV on upstairs still and I can see the light is on. "Hello" I holler. As I start upstairs Marco appears at the door in a towel. God he looks hot in a towel, his hair still damp. "Mmmatt, what are you doing here? Is the movie over?" "Oh hell no, the movie is just starting right now probably. I decided I'd rather spend more time at the Tattered Cover. You take a shower?" "Um yeah, I was thinking it would help me relax." "Well damn you look fine in a towel." I grinned a lecherous grin. Marco blushes, averts his eyes and says "thanks." I peel off my jacket and shoes, shirt and jeans and I am standing there just in my boxers. Marco just looks and says "You know you have just a beautiful body. I haven't really been able to stare at it in the light. I know you caught me before staring, but I had to look away when you caught me. Now I can look all I want and know it is ok. That's cool" I drop my boxers. Marco nods approvingly and then makes a twirling motion with his fingers that says, 'well turn around, I wanna see your butt too.' I turn around. "So do I pass inspection?" "Hmm I dunno, pick up your boxers. Slowly" The little perv wants to see my asshole. That's hot "You little perv! I think I'll take a shower too as long as I am naked" I take a pretty quick shower and when I come out of the bathroom, the lights are turned down lower, the TV is still on and Marco is lying on the bed in his towel. I can't tell if he is awake or not. When I lay down on the bed next to him wearing my towel, he rolls over and puts his arms around me to cuddle. I love the feel of his warmth on me. We lay there for probably about ten minutes, not moving except for Marco nuzzling my neck. Marco reaches down, pulls off his towel and hurls it on the floor, undoes my towel, gives me a look that says 'lift your damn hips', I do and he pulls my towel away too. Now we are lying naked on top of the bed and cuddling. Marco continues his nuzzling and soon it turns into kissing; slowly and occasional at first, but more intense and passionate as he continues. I have a huge smile on my face and I just enjoy it. "I want you to fuck me." Did I really hear that from Marco's lips, or is it what I want to hear? "Wha what?" "I want you to fuck me." "Are you sure? This is a huge thing Marco. I don't take anal sex lightly. This would be your first right? You know it will hurt at first? And once you've given up your virginity it is gone forever. Are you really sure you want that moment to be with me and now? That you aren't caught up in the moment" "Matthew Kendrick, you are EXACTLY who I want to give my virginity to. I have been thinking about it since before you ever came to Cheyenne. When I saw you wrestling Tim McAllister and you were on top of him and every time Tim tried to get off the mat, you jammed your hips in and pushed him back down. I wanted that to be me and I wanted us both to be naked. I never could have ever believed I would ever meet you, never mind being naked with you like this. Make me happy Matt, fuck me." I suck in a deep breath. "Marco, I would love to fuck you. Ever since you left those boxers behind for me last year I have jacked off with them, imagining your cute little butt still in them." Marco blushes at the mention of his boxers. "But?" It is a question he is asking because he hears the hesitancy in my voice. "Let me lay it all out there Marco. You can't begin to imaging how much I care about you. I would tear apart anyone who would hurt you. I have this intense protective feeling about you. If I could sweep you off your feet and run away with you to Tahiti and spend the rest of our lives on the beach naked I would, but the reality is we have four years to wait before we could even contemplate a real relationship and then it wouldn't be easy, we might even have to leave Wyoming to be happy; move to L.A. or Miami to live an open life." "Matt dude, I get that we can't walk around Cheyenne arm in arm, I get that we have to act completely normal around Blake, Tony, my parents, my friends and all that. I get we can't have a real relationship for now or maybe ever, but here, now, I want you. I don't want you to fuck me, I want you to make love to me. I want to feel that passion you say you have for me." "Oh shit Matt, are you crying?" "Sorry, I am a jumble of emotions. Let's lie here a while and see where we go." We cuddle some more. I look over at Marco. He has his eyes closed. I cannot believe how incredibly gorgeous he is. I lean over and kiss his cheek. As I kiss his cheek he rotates his head away to put his lips under mine. We kiss lip to lip very gently, no tongues. The gentleness gives way to firmer kisses and tongues starting to duel. I rise up to an elbow and stroke Marco's face. I kiss his neck, bite his neck and lick his neck. He sighs and his previously at rest cock starts to spring up. While I kiss down his chest, I stroke him and he moans a little. I know he has to be tender (he doesn't know I know), but this has been a busy member the last 16 hours. I get more and more into what I am doing and my cock is firming up too. I move quickly down his smooth body, give a few perfunctory licks and slurps to his cock because I am feeling my excitement rising about where I am heading and what I am going to be doing that I have dreamed about for two years now. I kiss and lick his inner thighs; this drives Marco wild and squirms and lifts his hips and rocks thems side to side, up and down. I lick and suck his balls and move quickly underneath them. I don't think Marco quite catches on to where I am heading so I pull his hips towards me and push them up. There it is, the sweetest looking boy rose I could ever have imagined. Even with his ass in the air and his hole exposed, I think Marco is still surprised when my tongue hits his hole. He gasps, 'WOE FUCK'. I give his hole the best working over I can, I penetrate it, lick around it, flick at it and get it wet as I can. "Fuck me Matt, I can't take it anymore." "I need to get some lube, otherwise you'll be really unhappy." "There is some in the drawer." "Well you are just full of surprises." I lube up my index finger. I work it slowly into his ass. I can feel the resistance from his muscle. "Just relax Marco, push out a little". He does as I tell him and as he relaxes his muscles now pulls me in a little deeper. I push it slowly all the way in. "Are you ok Marco?" "Yeah, I just didn't know I'd be this tight. I thought it would go in easier." "For future reference Marco if you are with a guy and your fingers or dick slides too easily into his ass, you are probably not the first guy who has been there and probably not in the first 5." Wow, am I saying that to be catty, am I jealous of Evan, or am I giving Marco sincere advice. I finger fuck him for a while getting him used to the in and out sensation. My left hand is holding his ankle high, and Marco is holding his legs behind the knees. I pick up speed and I think it is time for the second finger. The resistance isn't as great this time as he is getting stretched out. "Ok Marco, its go time." I am grinning ear to ear. "You scared?" "A little, but I want it so bad too." "Ok here is how we are going to do this since it is your first time. I am going to lie on my back and you are going to sit on me and direct my cock into your hole, this way you can control my penetration and go as slow as you want and take it all when you feel comfortable." This is thrilling. Beautiful Marco is in top of me now. He grabs my cock and holds it to his hole as he lowers his weight on it. I feel it slipping deep inside of his. He throws his head back in agony and ecstasy as my cock glides in. I am rubbing his sides down to his ass. He starts to rock up and down, forward and back as he gets comfortable with me in him, his cock bounces and hits my stomach as he does. After about ten minutes, with him getting more comfortable, I start to push my hips to meet him as he comes down. This drives my cock even deeper and it bangs on his prostate. "Oh fuuuuuck me!" is all Marco can say. Five minutes later I say, "Stop for a sec." "What? Stop?" but he does. "We are going to try some different positions." "Cooool!" He lights up. "What do I do?" "Turn around facing away from me and lay back against me, I want to hold you." As he lays back against me I wrap my arms tightly around him and kiss the back of his neck as I start my fucking of him again. This angle really causes my cock to bang on his prostate and he moans a series of expletives, 'oh God Matt, oh fuck, oh shit, yes, haa fuck'. We stay there about five minutes, but I feel myself getting close to the edge of cumming so I stop again. "Marco, spin back to where you were." He spins back to the original position. "Now I am going to hold you as best I can and I want you to lay back and I'll get on top now. I am getting close so you need to start stroking some. You need to move yourself to the edge of cumming, let me know when you get there about 30 seconds away and I will get me there too and I want us to cum at the same time. I guarantee it will be your best orgasm ever." He does as I tell him and I am now fucking him for all I am worth in the classic missionary position; my elbows hooked behind his knees, my knees at his butt, my cock flying in and out. Marco is jacking as hard and fast as he can. "Oh Matt, I am almost there." I push his legs back over his head, I take my knees off the bed so my weight is all on his ass now, I am driving deep, deep deep, into him furiously, I feel muscle fatigue setting in, but I can't slow down. I am sweating and grunting. "I am going to cum Marco." Five seconds later, I explode deep in Marco's ass, his eyes get huge as he feels his first hot cum inside him, on my second squirt he says 'fuck' quietly as his own cock erupts all over his chest, a couple of squirts hitting his face. He looks like he is going to pass out as his eyes roll back in his head. "Oh Matt, oh my God" "Marco I love you", I blurt out. I have slowed my thrusts and then I stop them altogether. I pull out and roll off him, utterly spent and exhausted, I can only imagine how worn out he is and it isn't even 4PM yet. His smile is ear to ear and there is a glow about him. He kisses me gently and says, "Thank you Matt. No matter what happens with us in the future, this will always be one of my most special moments ever and I am glad you were my first". Marco's Story I've been scanning the mall on the lookout for Evan and his parents. I am so nervous, my throat is dry, I feel like everyone is going to see how transparent this running into Evan is. There he is! Wow does he look good.... Good enough to eat as my Mom always says. If only she knew I intended to! I can't be the first to spot him.... C'mon Matt bud, help a brotha out here... Look around you. "Hey Evan!" Matt calls out. Whew, finally Not just Evan, but two other heads turn as well; that must be his parents. Crap, I think I am starting to chub, I have to adjust before I stand up. Some chit chat goes on that I barely hear. I am so busy checking out Evan that I almost miss my cue as they turn to leave. I ask them for a ride back to the hotel. I get a quizzical look from Matt, but he is silent and I think Tony is just as glad to have me out from underfoot. The Laufenberg's drop me off at the Residence Inn. I head up to Matt and my's bedroom and turn on the TV. I wonder how Evan is going to get back here? What will he tell his parents? Should I get naked? Strip down to my boxers? Or let him peel me like a grape? I think we both know what is going to happen when he gets here, but I decide to be dressed when he gets here. Within about ten minutes there is a soft know on the door. I head downstairs my mind a whirl, my emotions bouncing all over the place and a rapidly hardening dick. I open the door and there is Evan, beautiful, adorable Evan. "Hey." I say. "Hey. Evan says back. Ah the glorious banter of l'amore! I close the door behind Evan, grab his coat and pull him into a long, deep kiss. He looks stunned, but responds passionately. "Oh my God Evan, I've been wanting to do that since you first stepped out of the shower last year." "Yeah Marco, me too; I felt like a total creep for perving on an 8th grader. I didn't know what to think when you asked for my email address." I take his hand and led him upstairs to Matt and my's bedroom. I kick the door to close it and it doesn't quite get there, but so what, it isn't like anyone is going to barge in on us. Evan drops his coat on the floor joins me on the bed. We pick up kissing where we left off downstairs. It gets more passionate by the second. My hands are inside Evan's shirt and his are inside mine. I lift off his shirt and he follows suit; pretty soon we are completely naked, well not completely because we both have socks on. Why? I dunno, it just happened that way. We got busy quick once we were naked, we had over a year of pent up tension in us. I was sucking that massive cock of Evan's, but he wouldn't let me finish. Damn I wanted to taste his cum. Instead he sucks me off and I have NO control so I blew a huge load down his throat. Now he wants me to fuck him. Oh DAMN, I never even thought of that. I have NO IDEA what to do. I'll really fuck this up. He talks me through the steps. It is weird putting my finger in a guy's butt, but he seems to like it.... A LOT! Now it is time to put my dick in him. I do what he tells me and it slips right in. Oh my fucking..... what a feeling this is, oh shit I can't believe this. I feel in control, dominant, like a man. When I blow my load it is an amazing feeling; better than a blow job and way better than a hand job, not that I would object to either mind you. Evan and I lounge for a bit before showering off, but he has to go back to join his parents. He says they really worry about his when he isn't with them. The anxiety isn't so bad for them when he is at school, but it is when he is home or travels with them. I am laying there in the afterglow of my love making with Evan. I hear a noise downstairs, someone is shouting. I go to the door in only a towel and it is Matt by himself. "Mmmatt, what are you doing here? Is the movie over?" I stammer "Oh hell no, the movie is just starting right now probably. I decided I'd rather spend more time at the Tattered Cover. You take a shower?" "Um yeah, I was thinking it would help me relax." "Well damn you look fine in a towel." He grins at me with a lecherous grin. Fuck, that is hot. He starts to peel off his clothes and it occurs to me I haven't really had a chance to stare at and examine Matt naked. I make him pose for me and turn around so I can get an eyeful. Perfect. Just fucking perfect. Ever since I saw him at state his senior year in wrestling I have wanted him. I am pretty drained from Evan, but I know what I want now. I want Matt in me. I want Matt to pop my cherry; not Evan, not Tom, just Matt. I'll never get hard again, but I want this man inside me like I have never wanted anything in my life. We start out slow kissing, but soon I am pretty worked up again. I drop the bombshell on Matt that I want him to fuck me. He is against the idea at first because he thinks it'll hurt me. It can't hurt THAT bad, I mean I slipped inside of Evan pretty easy and I am as big as or bigger than Matt. He tells me ok, but he also tells me how we are going to do it. I follow his instructions and as he lies on his back I mount him. I feel his head pressing at my hole. I take a deep breath and force myself down on it. Oh fuck it hurts, more than I thought, but it feels so good too. I slide all the way down until I am sitting on top of Matt's pubes, Holy fucking shit, I have Matt Kendrick's dick all the way inside of me; ever since I've had sexual feelings I've wanted this! I start rocking, oh it feels so amazing. I think I love Matt. Matt puts us in a new position and tells me to let him know when I am close so we can come together. I am on my back and he is making sweet love to me, he is my whole world right now, there is nothing but him and me. I feel myself getting close and I tell him. He pushes my legs back further, comes off the bed and is drilling me now. Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, oh my fucking shit this is incredible! I feel loved, dominated, like a boy again. He tells me he is cumming, oooooooooooooh shiiiiiiiiit, unbelievable I can FEEL his hot cum in me. Oh God my cock is exploding! I've never shot this far before, it hit me in my face. THAT was incredible. I hope it is that way every time. Matt's Story "C'mon Marco, let's go over to LoDo, I want to go back to the Tattered Cover, I just came back here to get my big wallet (normally just carry a little holder that has my drivers license, one credit card and my health insurance card), there are some books I want to buy." He agrees and we shower with minimal fooling around, Marco HAS to be sore, he has cum like six times in less than a day, I don't doubt that at 15 he has the ability to do more, but at 21 (22 on Monday) I am not sure I can keep up. We dress and start walking to the Tattered Cover at 16th and Wynkoop, we get to the 16th Street Mall and I turn right instead of left to the bookstore. "Hey isn't the bookstore there?" Marco points. "It is, but I have a better idea, I am thirsty," I lower my voice, "fucking is hard work you know." If Marco had a mouthful of beer he would have sprayed it out like you see in comedy movies. We walk down the mall past a lot of cool place for drinks including the Hard Rock Café and Brown's Palace as we turn to 17th Ave. We walk about a block down 17th Ave. and I take Marco's hand in mine. He stops and looks at me in shock and almost horror. "Relax, we are among friends, look around you." Marco looks around and it dawns on him there are other guys holding hands too, then he sees the rainbow flags on businesses and businesses with the name like Bump & Grind. "Where are we Dorothy? He asks in amazement. "Oh Marco, that is funnier than you know, remind me to tell you about 'friends of Dorothy'. We, my fine young friend who is a boy (a clever variation on boy friend), are in North Capitol Hill, the heart of Denver's gay community, ca'mere." I pull him into me and kiss him full on the lips, in broad daylight, in public in the middle of a city block. "Oh wow Matty, that is better than cumming I think, let's keep walking or I'll start crying." I squeeze his hand and keep walking down the street to Hamburger Mary's where we go in to get a drink and some desert. A totally hot waiter with a name tag that says Dillan comes to take our order and openly and brazenly flirts with the both of us. "Matt, this is so, so cool, we can like totally be open here, let's move!" he declares suddenly and passionately. "Life isn't that simple my luv, you have high school to complete, you have other guys to date, you have state wrestling championships to win. There is a lot of life for you to live before moving to a gay ghetto, but it is fun to come in once in a while and pretend we could live this way anyplace in the country." "It's not fair!" Marco declares passionately, if a little too loud and then realizes he did and looks around sheepishly with a grin. "Marco, how many times have you heard me say, 'life isn't fair'? You are going to experience unfairness at school, in work, in wrestling, everyplace you go, even here. These bitches here will love you and me because we are young, thin and beautiful, but let a guy who isju too old or too fat walk in, or an old guy with a young Asian guy or just a young guy in general and you see the judgmental kitty claws come out." "Yeah, yeah, all I hear from Pops is 'life isn't fair kid, get used to it.'" Marco says as he mimics his dad. "Ha, ha Tony Sr. is a wise man." We banter some more and hold hands over the table, just because we can. Anyone looking at us would just see a happy, young gay couple, which at that point we were. All too soon though we have to head back to the real world because it is getting later and Blake and Tony will be coming back from the movie soon. Marco and I hold hands down 17th Ave until we almost got to the Brown's Palace and then reluctantly I drop Marco's hand. "We aren't in Oz anymore Toto," I say. I explain to Marco how ironic his "Dorothy" comment was because of Judy Garland having been a gay icon like Madonna is now and that back in the day, when it was really hard to be openly gay, to find out if someone else was gay you'd ask if they were a 'friend of Dorothy'. We stroll back to the Residence Inn and Blake and Tony are there and they are already a beer up on Marco and I. We decide to head to the Hard Rock for over-priced burgers and loud music, but hey, we can also pay way too much for a t-shirt there too so it is too hard to resist. We walk a bit on the 16th Street Mall, checking out babes and all that. Marco and I are pretty amused by the whole thing. I am tired though, it has been a long day, we have a big day tomorrow including a drive back to Cheyenne so I tell the guys it is time to head back and I surprisingly don't get any arguments from Blake or Tony, I know Marco has no objection to crawling into bed, sooner rather than later. We get back to the hotel, Marco and I head upstairs immediately after I grab a couple of beers and Tony and Blake decide to stay up and watch TV for a bit. Marco and I get ready for bed after we down the beers. I am in my boxers, but I drop them before I get in to bed, Marco grins and enthusiastically rips his down and slips in naked on the other side of the bed. He slides up next to me and cuddles with me and lays his head on my chest. "Thanks Matty for this weekend, it has been so perfect for me. I wish we could live like it was in North Capitol Hill every day." "No, thank YOU Marco, this weekend is helping me figure out who I am. I am so jealous you know who you are already. I love you little man, always and forever. It make not work out for us like we want, but I will always love you no matter what." Marco is silent for a bit, then I feel water on my chest, Marco has tears running onto my chest, I reach up and wipe them away," "I love you too Matt, I have for a couple of years, but never more than today." Marco, my first real love, squeezes me tight and we drift off to sleep. End of Chapter Eight Is anyone still reading the story? If want to see how it winds up, email Tim, privatetimm@gmail.com