Date: Fri, 19 Feb 2021 20:37:26 -0600 From: David Young Subject: Chad and Sean Chapter 2 Copyright: All rights to the story belong to the author and must not be republished for use without the author's permission. This story involves sex among consenting adults, if it is not legal to read this type of material where you are located that proceed at your own risk. My goal is to provide you some sort of sexual contact in every chapter, some will be masturbation but mostly it will involve two people who either love each other very much or are on their way to falling in love. The story of Broken Hearts Boys came to when I was riding my bike through a collection of mountain bike trails and seen a clearing and thought, what a great place to have sex. Please remember to donate to Nifty. Nifty provides a platform for people to post stories and for readers to get a chance to read some hot sex scenes and great plots for free and rely's on donations to continue their great work. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html ********************************* I woke up pretty early the next morning and looked over to see the clock showed 6:00 am. My left arm was pinned under Chad and he was snoring lightly. I laid on my back for a few minutes trying to decide whether to get up and start some coffee or lay in bed and continue to revel in my moment of content. I was content laying next to Chad, he was cute, seemed normal, and was well endowed. A thought came to me all of a sudden and I remembered Chad is married and to top that I am not really relationship material. Being an entrepreneur and preferring as little attachment to other people as I could get by with, does not support the idea of a relationship. I was only allowed to revel in the moment for a few quick breaths as Chad's snoring ceased and his eyes opened and he smiled at me. I leaned in and placed a soft kiss on his lips. Chad took this as an opportunity to get closer and he pulled me down further and began to explore my mouth with his tongue. This boy will be the death of me with his gentle kisses and those blue eyes. As if I stepped into a time machine, my thoughts wandered to an earlier time in my life where a set of blue eyes with long thick lashes mesmerized me. It was 2002 and I was thirteen years old. My friend Anthony had stayed the night at my house. Both of us were the same age so we shared a bed when he stayed the night. We had seen each other naked a few times before puberty, but with the development of hormones and body hair also came modesty. It had been years at this point since I had seen Anthony in all of his glory. To be honest I never really noticed when we were younger. That particular morning, I was awoken by Anthony's erection poking me in the ribs and at first, I thought it was his hand. That was until I reached down to push his hand away due to the discomfort it was causing my ribs when I noticed it was not his hand. I knew I was into boys but had never vocalized my obsessions. When my hand met Anthony's raging, rock-hard cock, instinct took over and my hand wrapped around him. To my surprise, Anthony did not wake up and actually moaned from the touch of my hand. I seized this opportunity to feel him up and started stroking his cock. It was only a few strokes later when Anthony's cock swelled and I felt his underwear get wet at the tip from the explosion of semen that shot from him. I had caused my sleeping best friend to have an orgasm and was now faced with the predicament of how to clean up the mess. I got out of bed and walked to the restroom to shower and rinse the small amount of boy juices from my hand. I was only gone a few moments but when I returned to my bedroom it was empty. Anthony had gotten up and left. I never found out if Anthony had woken up while my hand was stroking him or if he just noticed his mess and was embarrassed. Anthony and I never spoke again after that day. It started as him simply avoiding me, then ignoring me, and then I was so hurt I started not to care. Anthony and I lived in the same town for years after that day. I watched him date girls and then go on to get married to his high school sweetheart. I even watched as he and his wife had their first child. Of course, we haven't talked in years so all of this watching was from the sidelines but it all hurt the same. My first sexual encounter with Anthony probably is the largest reason I am so jaded and prefer to move from bed to bed and continuously surf the web for quick hookups. After reminiscing for a few moments, my mind drifted to the current situation which had me and Chad, the married man, in my bed kissing. When our kiss ended I seized the opportunity to inform Chad of how I needed to get up and run some errands. With his deep blue eyes and the soft gentle kisses he was placing on my lips he was able to work his magic on me and I let my hands start roaming all over his body again. Part of me knew I could not let myself get wrapped up in a situation with a twenty-something married boy who had just had his first real gay encounter. Especially since the encounter was with a rugged, jaded thirty-one-year-old he had just met the night before. Who knows? Maybe Chad's innocent boyish ignorance is what kept drawing me into him. It was like tapping into my youth for a few more minutes. Chad and I continued to kiss and touch until he had me lying on my back and was running his tongue from my right nipple, down the center of my chest, and on to my navel, and finally to the tip of my cock. Even though I knew Chad was new to this game of cat and mouse that gay men play with each other, when he had my cock in his mouth he seemed so experienced. He slowly took the head of my dick into his mouth and moved his tongue from side to side like he was using it to slap my dick. Once Chad was satisfied with the head he slowly began to slide his mouth lower, engulfing my shaft inch by inch before burying his nose in my pubes. I love the way Chad made a point to breathe my musk in as he reached my pubes. It was as though his entire life's purpose was to take in my essence. I softly asked Chad if he wanted to fuck me and he looked into my eyes and began crawling back up my body. I reached into my nightstand and grabbed a bottle of wet platinum, a condom, and some poppers. I could sense Chad was nervous but excited at the same time. Me, I was basking in the fact that I would be the first man Chad ever entered. I would squeeze every last drop of cum from his cock with my sphincter. I squeezed a small dollop of lube out onto Chad's index and middle fingers and he moved his fingers down to my hole. Chad started by tracing tiny circles around my anal opening before working his index finger inside of me. Chad continued with one finger until my ass started to open up and then he added his middle finger. He spent a few minutes running his fingers in and out of me while I moaned with both pleasure and discomfort from the intrusion of his digits. Chad then slowly slipped his fingers from my hole and ripped the condom package open with his teeth while I took the lid off of the Double Scorpio poppers. With the condom on Chad's erect penis, I took a whiff in my right nostril and then another in my left and held my breath while he moved closer to my entrance. As the pointed head of Chad's cock entered my cavity I exhaled and began to feel the light-headed rush of heat that is all too familiar with using poppers. Chad was gently entering me like he was afraid I would break. Little did Chad know my ass was made for pounding. My outward personality was all man, and rough around the edges, but in the bed, I am a total bottom bitch and prefer to be taken roughly. I arched my back off of the bed and wrapped my legs around Chad's back and pulled him deeper into me and grunted for him to fuck me harder. Chad was eager to oblige and began forcing his cock deeper and faster into my anal cavity. With each thrust, he was pounding my boy button, known by the medical community as the prostate. Due to my tight ass being wrapped around his rigid cock, Chad was only able to hold out for a few minutes before he erupted inside of me and filled the condom. I begged him to continue fucking me. He held out for the few more minutes, which allowed me to shoot stream after stream of my hot man juices all over my stomach. The two of us lay in bed with our juices leaking all over the place before Chad eased his cock out of my ass and walked to the master bath to discard the condom. Chad came back into the room and lay on his side, facing me on the bed. I was mesmerized by the sheer sight of his naked body. Chad's cock was shrinking back to its flaccid state and lay across his thigh pointing downward. For a brief moment, I was taken back to the time when I had stroked Anthony's cock through his briefs in my bed all those years ago. The act that single-handedly ended mine and Anthony's friendship, no pun intended. Coming back to the present I went to the bathroom to clean myself up a little and then peaked my head back into the room and asked if Chad would like to shower with me. Chad didn't hesitate before getting up and coming to the bathroom and we stepped into my multi-head shower. We stood in the water for a few minutes before I grabbed some body wash and began to lather up Chad's body. I found it exciting to run my hands over Chad's hard body. Chad is five foot seven inches tall and very lean with a nicely toned stomach that showed off all of his abs. His skin was so tight and beautiful I found it hard to take my eyes off of him. I pride myself on my body shape since there is barely an ounce of fat on me, but in my thirties, life was starting to catch up with me and my skin was not as tight as it used to be. We showered for nearly twenty minutes before getting out and toweling off. When we returned to the bedroom, Chad reached for his underwear and I stopped his hand and motioned for him to follow me. We walked to the kitchen and started preparing some eggs, sausage, and toast. I actually find it satisfying to cook naked. Chad didn't seem to mind either as he stood behind me and wrapped his arms around me and held me while I cooked. When breakfast was cooked, we sat and ate at the kitchen nook while still wearing nary a stitch of clothing. This was the first time I had really had the opportunity to talk with Chad about his situation. You know where he is married to his wife, but while she is out of town he decided to seek out the comfort of a man for the first time in his life. Chad reiterated what he had stated before about him having a religious family and growing up to be taught that sex was supposed to be with a man and a woman. Chad told me about the first boy crush he had in the seventh grade on his friend Aaron. Chad stated he had been drawn to his friend Aaron because of their affiliation with the Junior High soccer team. Chad stated he and Aaron had their lockers next to each other and one day while Aaron was changing Chad told me he caught a glimpse of Aaron's penis. Chad said he only saw the tip but that Aaron was uncircumcised and it was his first time ever seeing an uncut cock. Chad giggled and stated, "I don't know why, but from that moment on, I wanted to taste him." Chad went on to remind me he had never gotten that wish. Chad stated he and Aaron remained friends for a very long time and over the years he had seen Aaron's dick many other times. Chad stated as they grew up and became closer it was more common for them to dry off facing each other with their dicks swinging after a game or a practice. After a while, I picked up that Chad was only mentioning Aaron in the past tense, so I asked him "Where is Aaron now?" Chad got a sad look on his face and stated "He took his own life three months ago." Chad went on to say Aaron had left a suicide note which indicated he had been struggling with homosexuality and could no longer take it. Chad stated, "I can't do it anymore." I took it to mean he couldn't hide from himself, his wife, and his family anymore, which he confirmed when he told me he was ready to come out. My heart broke for Chad since I too had been there in my life. I mean I never married, but I definitely hid from my family and friends for years before rushing out of the proverbial closet to join the homosexual ranks. Chad and I spoke about his regrets of never telling his friend Aaron how he felt which would have given Aaron someone to talk with who was going through the same thing. It was clear Chad was blaming himself for what happened to Aaron. I had to resist the urge to go to Chad and comfort him. I resisted because I too am not good with emotions. Everytime in my life I had made myself vulnerable it seemed to end badly. Chad and I ate the rest of our breakfasts in mostly silence before Chad dressed and left. We exchanged phone numbers and vowed to keep in touch and get together again. I would be lying if I said I was not excited at the prospect of more sexual encounters with Chad. The sexual energy between us was amazing. ******************************** Thank you for reading my story, please provide feedback. I do not mind people being critical of my work. I would prefer someone to be honest with me about my work. I am working on a few other stories and would love some insight to my character development and the general flow of my stories.