Date: Thu, 28 Jul 2011 10:42:24 -0700 (PDT) From: D One Subject: Tustin Finally "One of these days I'm gonna fuck that ass" The voice in his ear was deep and serious. Tustin felt the guy's hips on his denim covered ass and it was grinding. He thought he could feel the erection inside the guy's pants nesting between his buttocks. The whistle blew and everyone got off the ground and Tustin in the center of the pile that had grappled, grabbed and finally tackled him. It was a backyard football game, supposedly touch but became full grab and tackle as the hot sun and cheerful participants played. Tustin turned over and looked up at Marcello, his shirtless chest heaving with excitement. The bulge in his jeans that had been rubbing his buttocks was evident. He was smiling and pointed a finger at Tustin and shook it in a silent promise. "You wish" Tustin said back making the older guy laugh "No you do" he added walking away for the next football play. Summer raged, the pool was full, classmates, neighbors, family and strangers were at the barbeque a month later. They ate, drank and swam waiting for the darkness and fireworks that would end the annual celebration. Tustin was there with Mickey, Gordin and Bill his usual group of friends. They wore their Speedos, Jams and gym shorts enjoying their youth and the sun. Ignoring their parents warnings and ran to dive into the large pool. It was already full but people parted to let the flying group land in the water creating a splash that hit everyone including those standing nearby. "Tustin" his mother yelled at him. But the other pool inhabitant's curses and laughter drowned her out. "Hey buddy" the deep voice preceding the hands on his bare body. Tustin let the guy lift him out of the pool and drop him beneath the surface. He saw the legs under the water and then he saw the dick. The guy pulled his shorts down to display it. Tustin surfaced gasping for breath, again feeling the hands on him, this time going beneath his Speedos and grabbing his hips. "The day is coming cute butt" Marcello said in his ear. Tustin felt it press against his butt briefly before the wrestling match expanded to others. Marcello wasn't there. The sun had given way to the early fall and Indian summer. A shirtless Tustin pulled the rake gathering the leaves into a pile. They'd be stuffed into bags and removed. When he was a younger child, Tustin's dad would set the piled on fire creating a unique odor in that defined the forthcoming fall. The waning sun warmed him while a breeze chilled it. His jeans lay low on his hips revealing his lack of underwear and the top of his butt crack. Tustin knew it. He liked the feeling and knew others liked the look. Nobody was home. He had gone outside to perform the chore he used to do every year but didn't really need to now. But it was a way to grip his childhood memories ignoring the fearful future. He'd be packing his boxes and suitcases soon for the ride back to campus. "Hey" Tustinlooked up. Marcello walked across the street. His jeans were tight as usual; the tee shirt he wore had no sleeves revealing his large arms. "Thought you were going back to college". "Sunday" Tustin replied "Driving up" he pointed to the newly acquired used car. "Sweet ride" Marcello said. "So we only got four days" the man smiled. His hands moved from his folded arms to his crotch. "Not doing much, folks are away, just packing and doing stuff" Tustin said. "Good, let's go inside then" Marcello said "I think you know what for". Tustin laughed nervously. He could feel his own cock filling with blood. "Dunno about that" "Yes you do. Let's stop messing around and fuck" Marcello had stepped closer. His hands moved to Tustin's bare torso locating his nipples. "Shit man not here" Tustin said looking around. "Inside" Marcello said in a one word, deep voice instruction. "Shit" Tustin said dropping the rake and turning toward the house. He heard Marcello following him. "Down stairs" Tustin said as they walked down the cement stairs that had become his private entrance to the room his Dad had built for him in the basement. "He needs privacy" his Dad had said. So despite the nearby laundry room, Tustin had his own room away from his little brothers in the room the three had shared for years. "Nice" Marcello said as the door was closed. "I uh don't think..." Tustin started to say as he turned, but was interrupted by the lips against his. "No uh" He struggled until the tongue invaded and quieted him. He felt the strong hands moving over his bare back and down to his jean covered butt pulling him closer. He didn't try to talk further as his jeans were yanked down his hips. Marcello opened his own jeans revealing he too didn't wear underwear as his hard cock popped out into plain view. "Get it wet" Marcello pushed Tustin to his knees. He had messed around with Billy once, both of them sucking each other in a 69 position. But this was different. Tustin licked and swallowed the meat. It moved around on its own rubbing the back of his neck making him choke. "Relax and take it boy, get it wet so I can slide inside you" Marcello held the back of Tustin's head as he moved his cock in and out of Tustin's surrounding lips. "Shit, I should have done this weeks ago, we would have had all summer" Marcello exclaimed. "He likes you" Billy had nudged Tustin as they recovered from that football game the group was playing three months ago. "I told you that ass of yours would get you into trouble" he laughed. "Fuck you" Tustin said in mock anger. "He's got a huge cock" Billy said in a promising voice. "How would you know?" Tustin asked but Billy didn't answer but instead said, "Come on let's go. One of the day's you'll tell me it happened." The comment confused Tustin at the time. "Kid that's good" Marcello said "it's time" Tustin felt his body being lifted. It was a weird feeling as if he had no control of what was happening. The man was strong, older and determined. He remembered being dry humped by him that summer. "Nice butt Tustin" the man has said when they met that first time after he returned from College. He lived across the street with his father, a much older man. "Uh thanks I guess" Tustin said blushing at the compliment. "You get much action on campus?" "Study all the time" Tustin didn't know what to say but he didn't want to ignore the guy. He was brown, smiling, sexy Italian looking guy. His tank top revealed his muscles and Tustin always liked muscles. He landed on the bed face down where Marcello tossed him. Tustin giggled the way he did as a little boy bouncing on the bed with his brothers. "Nice ass, better bare" Marcello's hands smacked his bare buttocks and let a finger separate them sliding across the tight butthole, and then wiggle inside. "Tight, are you a virgin boy?" Tustinnodded scared but anxious. His breathing came in gasps, his own hard cock rubbed against the sheets underneath him. "Don't worry, I won't be too gentle..You want it don't you boy?" again butt smacking. Tustinnodded his head in the first admission he wanted to be dominated, controlled and fucked. He only had four days before returning to campus. This was his only chance. It hurt. "Good boy, keep breathing, it WILL hurt" Marcello grunted as he pressed inside forcing the tight anal grip apart. "Woof we should have loosened you up more" the man struggled as he pushed his cock into Tustin. "There we go" it seemed to pass the sphincter and slide like a large snake deeper and deeper until it stopped. "God" Tustin said "You're there" "Yea I know kid. Should have yanked your pants down and fucked you in front of everyone when we did that football thing. You remember that boy?" Tustin did. He had remembered it each time he masturbated that summer. Memories of his naked friend Billy exploring and sharing fun over recent years were replaced by the image of Marcello's bulging jeans. He nodded. "Yea I figured. How bout the pool? I had your Speedos down then, pressed between these two bubbles under water." He slapped Tustin's asscheeks. "Could have fucked you then and there, nobody would have seen it either" "Fuck me" Tustin squealed out loud the first time he said something like that out loud. Professor Morgan liked him. He thought about the man wondering if he ever had sex with students. The guys who swam at the campus pool paraded naked around the changing room and a few seemed to eye him. But being a freshman is hard on campus. There was so much studying and when you weren't doing that, others wanted to drink and eat pizza celebrating their new freedom from parents and home. So it all remained fantasy and growing realization what Tustin was and wanted eventually. It was time. "Yea fuck me hard" Tustin's squeal changed to a growl with each penetrating thrust that was changing him. "Want me to fuck you huh? You should have begged me before, beg now boy" The order excited him. Tustin began to do what he was told pushing his hips back against each thrust. His body was on fire. He begged, whined and moaned. Marcello knew what he was doing; moving his cock around to make certain Tustin felt it each move in and out. "You're gonna beg for it from now on aren't boy bitch?" his lips were on Tustin's ear the way they were that football game. "Yes Sir" Tustin heard himself say "Please fuck me Sir" he said. That seemed to excite Marcello more as his thrusts got faster and harder. When he came, Marcello yelled with each stream his thrusting cock released inside him. "Turn over boy" he ordered and Tustin did as he was told watching the man's hands grab his legs and push them back. The cock moved back into the open hole. He watched Marcello's glowing skin; his eyes were large black spots staring into Tustin not at him. The cock pumped again. Tustin winced but he sighed realizing new sensations in this position. "Beg me boy" Marcello said his mouth in a wicked smile, the same one that had threatened him over the summer. "Yes Sir" Tustin smiled "Fuck me please" The fucking took longer the second time. Marcello's large hands pulled on Tustin's balls and stroked his cock. "Come on boy, make your new Daddy proud" Marcello instructed. Tustinliked the sound of that. The man was his sex Daddy and he was the guys bitch. He could have spent weeks of this past summer under the man's control, giving him what he wanted whenever he wanted it. Day, night, anytime. They had four days and nights ahead. Tustin hoped Marcello wouldn't fuck and leave..That he'd demand the boy be available. Maybe he could delay returning to campus; Tustin felt his cock responding to the man's control, his body catching fire while still feeling the cock inside him teaching his body to perform in new ways. He had seen porn with guys getting fucked and their cocks softened during the assaults. But Tustin didn't have control of his own cock. Marcello did. In the short hours Tustin changed. "Open your mouth bitch" Marcello ordered and Tustin obeyed. He liked obeying this guy and wondered if he would continue to like doing it. The cock pulled out while it was shooting. Cum landed on his body and face. Tustin licked the man's juice off his lips..As his own body responded and he too began to orgasm until he lay there limp covered in their mutual slime. "Here's what's going to happen. When I call you answer" Marcello said as he wiped his softening cock across Tustin's face and lips. "Here lick it boy" Tustinlicked the cock that dropped final drops. He would do whatever the man said from now on, he knew. "I have to go to work now, but you will get all your chores done, packing whatever. When I finish I'll call you and you will answer". Tustinlooked up at the man. "Yes Sir" he answered. "Hm I like that, you say it good" Marcello pulled the back of Tustin's head up to him practically lifting him off the bed as their lips met. His hands grabbed the boy's buttocks and clutched into the flesh. "You're my bitch now" the man said "aren't you?" He was pulling his jeans on and looked back at the exhausted naked moist body he had just fucked twice. "Yes Sir" Tustin said again moving to the floor on his knees. Marcello didn't tell him to do that, it just seemed the right thing to do. "Hmmm I think you're more then a bitch, maybe my sexslave, is that what you want to be boy?" "Yes Sir" Tustin kissed the cock before it disappeared into the man's jeans. He lifted his fingers buttoning the pants for the man. "Give me one of your shirts boy" Marcello said. Tustinwent to his suitcase and pulled out a tank top. He knew it was probably too small for the larger man, but Marcello pulled it over his skin. "Nice" Tustin said "Tight, like that ass of yours" Marcello said looking at himself in the mirror. "Stay naked and wait for my call boy" then he left. Tustin sat on his bed. "Queer" he thought. "I am finally queer" he said out loud, wishing the phone would ring and a deep voice would order him to report for more fucking. He dialed Billy's phone number with the news.