Date: Mon, 15 Jan 2024 13:37:20 -0800
From: Rob Diehl <nobigdiehl@mail2dude.com>
Subject: Trying to Give it Up, part 3

(DISCLAIMER: This is of course a work of fiction which portrays sex between
an adult and a minor but makes no attempt to portray it
realistically. Grownups, don't have sex with kids, it's fine to fantasize
about but it's a bad thing to do. Kids, how did you even find this?)

We were both spent, Fred and I, but thank God I knew it was only
temporary. At least for me. Wait, don't guys have a tougher time going a
second time as they get older? Oh shit, what if he's done for the day? Did
I just ruin my first chance to get fucked?

Brad, you dumbass. If you did, you could just come back tomorrow. And it
wasn't like I had anywhere else to be or anything else to do. I just had to
be home a little before 5 and it was ... a quarter to eleven? Surely he'd
be able to go again by like mid-afternoon, right?

Fred broke our snuggle. "You know," he said, "the first time I tasted cum I
*hated* it. I'm surprised you liked it."

"Did I say I liked it?"

"Well, yeah, you did. Did you forget?"

I thought for a moment. "I liked sucking you, it was like you said, it felt
amazing to know I could make you feel really good. But I'm sorry, cum is
gross-tasting."

He tousled my hair and laughed. "I told you it's an acquired taste!" he
said.

"So ... someday I'll think it tastes *good*?"

"Someday you won't mind it. You'll like it, sort of, because you like the
person whose cum it is."

"I don't know. I like *you* but that was nasty."

"Someday, Bradley. Not today!"

You know what they say about "someday," right? It never comes. But both of
*us* just had and now we were relaxed and joking. He asked me about school
and my hobbies and stuff which was a weird conversation to have while we
both were naked, I thought, but I was contented so I didn't mind too
much. Maybe half an hour slipped by when I reached for the Bear Cave
magazine, which was still open right where we had left it.

I turned the page to the start of a new pictorial. This one was titled
"Backdoor Visitor." I felt a lump in my throat when I read that. Fred was
looking over my shoulder. I wasn't sure if he was looking at the pictures
or just watching how I reacted. I wasn't yet ready to get hard again or
anything but I was certainly interested because it sure seemed like I was
finally going to see a cock going up some guy's butthole.

"Fred ..." I said, "... are they gonna? You know?"

He smiled. "Are they going to have intercourse?" he said.

"Yeah!"

"Keep turning the pages."

There were two men, again a little older and stockier than in the other
magazines, and they started off kissing and taking each other's clothes
off. They both had nice beefy but not huge cocks. One man started sucking
the other. They both looked like they were in absolute heaven.

I turned the page. One man was laying on his stomach. The other was
spreading his cheeks, showing the first man's tight-looking butthole. In
the next picture he was putting a dollop of lube on the first man's
hole. Then he slid his finger in. Just like I had seen Fred do to Paolo in
that picture. And just like he had done to me. My heart was starting to
thump around.

"Do you like this, Bradley?"

"Uh-HUH," I sighed.

I turned the page again. The second man was rubbing some lube on his hard
cock. Then he was pressing it up against the other guy's butthole. And then
it went in. I looked at the closeup picture and couldn't believe the first
guy's butthole could stretch that much.

Now the camera had moved back so I could see both men fully. The guy
getting fucked looked like he was having the time of his life. They flopped
from position to position, with the bottom guy starting to stroke his
cock. Then I turned the page just to see the top guy's cum running out of
the bottom guy's ass.

"Ohhhh!" I sighed as my now-hard cock jumped around. "That's just HOT."

"Mmm-hmm," Fred said.

"Did you cum inside Paolo?" I asked.

"Every time," he said.

"Did you like fucking him?"

"Ohh yes. He was so tight, so warm, so willing."

"Did he cum too?"

"Yes, he did, I could feel it."

"Feel it?"

He smiled. "You probably haven't discovered this, Bradley, but when you
cum, your butthole squeezes really hard. So if you're inside a man -- or a
boy -- you can certainly feel it."

This really turned me on for some reason. I instinctively started grabbing
for my cock.

"You're really turned on, aren't you?" Fred asked.

All I could manage was a breathy "yess."

"Well, don't cum yet!"

I wasn't quite that far along but I took my hand off my cock anyway.

"So Paolo liked it when you fucked him?"

Fred smiled again. "He loved it. Of course, I was trying to please him,
unlike his uncle or his uncle's friends. I used a lot of lube, I went slow
at first, you know, things like that." He looked thoughtful. "Even though
they did everything wrong, he still wanted to be fucked. He really trusted
me. I would never break that trust."

"Did he cum every time?"

"Sometimes more than once!"

"Wow!"

"Yes, that made me kind of proud of myself. That little boy loved to cum
too! He told me he would masturbate five or six times a day."

"Jeez. I don't think I've ever done it more than three times in a day."

"Well, I certainly have, but it's been a while and I'm getting old, I'm not
sure I even could any more!"

I laughed at this. He put a comforting arm around my shoulders.

"You're a fine young man, Bradley. I'm glad we both took this chance."

"Me too. Don't get me wrong, I still like girls too."

He chuckled. "That's fine. Bisexuality is a thing, you know."

"But I like the stuff we do, Fred."

"So do I."

I swallowed hard. "So ... you said yesterday ..."

He smiled warmly. "Oh, I will, but how about we watch two guys fuck first?"

"We can DO that?" I said.

He got up and walked across the room. He pulled open a dresser drawer and
pulled out a video tape. Bear in mind, this was a while ago and they
weren't very common back then.

"I had to pay quite a bit of money for this," he said, popping into the VCR
I had somehow failed to notice until now. Looking back it should have been
strange that he had it in his bedroom and not in the living room, but it
certainly didn't register with me at the time.

The video started and it didn't mess around. Before I could even get my
bearings there was a big beefy guy sitting down on another man's cock,
bouncing up and down and moaning.

"Whoa," I said.

"Uh-huh. It feels really good to sit on a cock like that, it's my favorite
way to get fucked."

"I thought you had to lay down or, you know, bend over."

"Those are both good ways too, or you can lay on your back and he can put
his cock in you, but that way that you see feels really good."

"I wanna try that sometime," I said absent-mindedly. Fred didn't respond
but I guessed he was making a note.

Before I knew it the fuck on TV was over and the camera panned in to show
cum running out of the big guy's ass.

"That's so hot," I said.

"Isn't it, though?"

The next scene showed two skinnier young guys fucking missionary style and
it was hot too, especially when the bottom guy just sort of came
spontaneously.

"You can do that?" I said. I'd read about it in The Hite Report but I
assumed it was made up. How can you cum without beating off?

"Oh yes, I've done it! Sometimes with a really big cock that fills you up
and sometimes with a smaller one that can move around inside you very
well. But even if it doesn't happen, it still feels great to get fucked."

The way the bottom guy was gasping and moaning, I didn't doubt that.

This time the top guy pulled out and shot all over the bottom guy's cock
and balls, and that was pretty hot too. Of course, at this point, I would
have thought almost anything was hot. I was turning into Jell-O below the
waist.

The next scene was called "Andrew's First Dick." When I saw that title on
the screen I must have gasped a bit.

"Did they really film this guy's first time?" I asked.

"Probably not," Fred said, "but it's fun to make believe."

But as we watched, I wasn't so sure they hadn't. "Andrew" seemed plenty
nervous, and also very curious, just like myself. But he started sucking
the other man with enthusiasm, then he rolled over while the other guy
fingered his hole, first with one finger, then with two. My little cock was
loving this.

"Are you ready?" the other guy said.

"Yeah, said Andrew. "How do you want me?"

The other guy laid back. "Have a seat," he sais with a smile.

Andrew straddled him and maneuvered himself until the other guy's cock was
between his cheeks, then started to lower himself onto it. He winced a bit
when the other man's cock started to invade him, and it took a while for
the whole thing to go in.

Once it was in, though, Andrew started to move tentatively up and down on
it, his hard dick sticking straight out in front of him.

"See how turned on he is?" said Fred.

"Kinda hard to miss!" I quipped.

The top guy, who was on the bottom right now, was named Alex, I guess,
because Andrew said, "Does it feel good to fuck me, Alex?"

Alex groaned. "Like warm silk," he said. "How's my dick feel?"

"Like heaven," he answered. "It's soooo good."

Andrew started bobbing up and down harder and Alex was starting to thrust
more too.

"Jesus," I said. My whole pelvis was starting to tingle. My head was
spinning. I looked up at Fred. He leaned forward and kissed me square on
the mouth. I absolutely loved it. I kissed him back as hard as I could and
touched his face. He stuck his tongue in my mouth. I flicked it with my
tongue. I reached down and touched his half-erect penis. It jumped a little
bit at the touch of my hand. I grabbed it and gave it a little pull as it
stiffened. I was smiling inwardly knowing that he was just as turned on as
I was. I slid down his torso and took his cock in my mouth.

"Ohh, Bradley ..." he moaned.

I bobbed my mouth up and down on his stiffening cock until he was fully
hard. I swirled my tongue around his glans, joyfully, as he moaned in
pleasure. His hands grabbed the back of my head as I kept sucking him. I
was absolutely loving this.

"Bradley ... Bradley ... ohh ..." he said. "It's sooo good ... your mouth
..."

I just said "mmmph" and kept on sucking. He sat up a bit and grabbed my
ass. I gasped.

"Bradley ... Bradley ..."

He slid his fingertips through my crack until he found my butthole. When he
touched it I sucked him into my mouth as hard and as deep as I could
without gagging.

"Ohh ... Bradley ..." he said as he started to stroke my hole.

Behind me I could hear the video of Alex and Andrew still going at it and I
knew we were getting ready to join them. I took my mouth off of Fred and
stared right at his cock, which I now wanted inside me so badly. I looked
up into Fred's eyes.

"Are you sure?" he asked me. I nodded. I'd never wanted anything so much.

He grabbed lube out of the nightstand and started rubbing some on his
already-slick cock. Then he tossed the lube to me.

"Just rub some on your hole, Bradley," he said, and so I did.

"Straddle me. Just like in the video."

I put one leg on each side of him and backed up until I felt his cock touch
my ass, which was the most exciting thing I'd ever felt. He wants to put
this hard cock right up me, I thought, and I really wanted him to do that.

He shifted around a little bit until the tip of his penis was knocking on
my back door.

"Don't you want me to finger you first?" he asked?

I shook my head and started to sink down. Soon I felt him entering me. It
was of course painful but it was the good kind of pain. I persisted, easing
down, then backing off, until finally I just sort of felt my butthole give
up and accept his cock. I breathed choppily, in little gasps and moans, as
I felt it slide in deeper. Looking at Fred, I could tell that I was at
least meeting his expectations.

"Go slow, Brad. You can get off me if you want. I don't want to hurt you."

"You're not," I said. "It feels great."

I kept sinking down on him, enjoying the most delicious feeling of pressure
in my ass. His glans slid right over my prostate, sending a buzz through my
whole body. (It would of course be many years before I understood that's
what had happened. In the moment it just felt awesome.) I must have been
making some kind of painful faces as I slid down because he looked really
concerned -- yet also very happy.

Soon enough I had all of him inside me and I began to enjoy the urgent
feeling of having a cock up my ass. Fred had assured me his was an average
one at best but it felt plenty big. I squeezed my ass a little bit, like I
was trying to stop peeing. I don't even know why I did it but when I did
Fred's eyes almost rolled back in his head.

"God ... DAMN!" he said.

Slowly, gradually, I started to raise myself back up again, loving the
sensation of his thick, slick cock moving through my butthole. And the way
Fred was moaning, I guessed he liked it too.

"Feels good?" I asked him.

"Like warm silk," he said slyly. "Do you like it?"

"Best thing I've ever felt," I said.

I started to move up and down a little faster, sometimes doing the
stop-peeing thing again since I could tell he really liked it. He began to
pump his hips up and down, almost in time with my motion. I could feel that
feeling I got when I was about to cum -- not that I was about to, but that
I was about to be about to, if that makes sense. I wanted to stroke my cock
but both of my hands were gripping Fred's since he didn't want me to lose
my balance or anything.

My thighs were starting to burn from the unusual exercise of raising and
lowering myself on his cock but I didn't care a bit. I could feel every
stroke against my prostate. When it got to feeling really good I would
squeeze Fred's cock with my ass, which always made him moan.

"Kid ... you're a great fuck," he said. "I knew you would be."

"Thanks," I told him because I didn't know what else to say.

There was a rising wave where his cock and my rectum were meeting. I felt
pressure beginning to rise and rise and rise.

"Fred ... I can't believe it but I think I'm gonna cum ..."

"So am I!" he shouted.

I felt something very different from my cock ... not an explosion, but a
flood. A release. It came from deep, deep inside. My rectum gripped hard
against Fred's cock as he grunted and shot his cum up my canal. Wave after
wave of pleasure shot through me. As for him, he looked content and
spent. And even after I came, it felt absolutely amazing to have his cock
inside me. I didn't want it to come out but I knew it had to.

"Bradley ..." he said, "... before you get off me, do you think when you do
you could hold my cum inside you for a minute? I want to see it leak out of
you."

"Like, just keep my butthole shut?"

"Yes! If you can, that is. Then get on all fours and let it go. Once I can
actually see, you know."

"Sure, I can do that. Wish I could see it too."

I started to rise off of him and, when my ass reluctantly let go of his
cock, I clamped tight and got on all fours at the edge of the bed while he
got up and moved behind me.

"Okay, you can let it go now," he said.

I wasn't sure if anything was happening at first but eventually I felt
something trickle out back there, and when I did Fred just moaned again.

"Is it hot?" I asked.

Suddenly there was a flash, a click and a whirring noise. He took a
picture?

Before I knew it he was showing me a Polaroid of my fucked butthole with
his cum running out of it. My hole looked loose and red against his white
cum.

"I'm going to hold on to this forever," he said.

I should have expected as much, since he had pictures of Paolo, after all!

And now I was wondering if he was going to take more pictures of me. I
really wanted him to.