Date: Thu, 25 Jan 2018 20:39:23 -0500 From: Mike Loggerman Subject: Secret Boyfriend Secret Boyfriend by mike loggerman Chatterman36@aol. As always, please support nifty... When I was 16, a 13 year old kid named Justin , who lived down the street, confided in me that he had pubes. I said a couple of hairs are not pubes. He said he had a full bush. I said if he had a full bush, I'd suck his cock. We went to my room and he started to get undressed. He said he wanted to see me naked too. I got undressed as he slipped out of his briefs. He had a full dark bush, surrounding his six inch cock. I knelt in front of him and played with his balls and bush as I took his cock in my mouth. He moaned as he watched me move up and down his shaft. He was excited and I felt his cock throbbing as he shot his load in my mouth. I opened my mouth to show him that I swallowed it. He wanted to see me cum and He stroked my cock until I shot my load. I kept his sweaty briefs so I could sniff them later. He came by after school for a daily blow job. Justin must have bragged to a few guys that I sucked his cock. A skinny quiet guy in my class named Randy asked if I wanted to come home with him. Randy was a smart kid, but not popular. He had a five o'clock shadow, and smelled like he didn't shower every day. It kind of excited me. As we walked to Randy's house, he said he heard I liked to suck cock. I said I did. He said I could try his if I wanted. I said I would. He asked what else I liked. I said I liked hair. He said I was going to love his body. He lived in a room over a detached garage so his family didn't bother him. We got undressed and were both hard. He was hairy all over and I felt him everywhere. He felt my smooth body and rubbed his body against mine. I ran my fingertips through his pits and licked them. I got on my knees and sucked his seven inch cock while I played with his balls and pubes. He smiled and said he was glad I liked his body. I said I would do anything he wanted. I stood up and he felt my cheeks and kissed me passionately. As we kissed, I lay back on the bed and he lay on top of me between my legs. He pressed his cock against my hole. I moaned as he entered me. His cock felt good inside me and I loved feeling his hairy body against mine. He fucked me long and slow. I wrapped my legs around his and felt his hairy ass as he pounded me. My cock was hard and dripping. I told him I was about to cum. He started thrusting hard and fast and I shot my load. As my ass tightened around his cock, he shot a huge load inside me. He licked my cum off me as well as his cum from my ass, then kissed it into my mouth. As we lay in bed feeling each other, he asked if I had a boyfriend. I said no. He said he would be my boyfriend and fuck me all I wanted, but he didn't want anyone from school knowing, and he didn't want me sucking anyone else. I agreed and we lay in bed cuddling. Randy told me he had been looking for a guy to fuck for a long time. He told me he fucked his camp counselor all last summer. Apparently Justin didn't tell too many people that I sucked his cock because no one else ever approached me, and no one said anything. It was more likely that guys didn't believe 13 year olds. Randy and I didn't let anyone know we were anything but friends. We talked a little in school, and walked home together, but didn't do anything until we got in his room. Randy also helped me study and my grades improved. He said he was going to college, and wanted me to come with him. Even though we started out just having sex, it became more. The sight of his hairy body and his scent excited me. I couldn't wait to feel his cock inside me. He did more to please me. I loved him sucking my balls and licking my taint. Every time he shot his load inside me, I felt I belonged to him a little more. He wasn't good looking, and he was a total nerd, but he was the hottest guy in the world to me. We applied to the same colleges, and we both got in with scholarships. We planned on rooming together. One weekend, after he fucked me for the second time, he asked if I ever got tired of him fucking me. I told him when you love the guy who is fucking you, no other cock is the same. He smiled and kissed me passionately. As he slid his cock inside me again, he said someday he would make me his wife. Randy's parents had known for a long time that he liked guys, and they understood that I was his boyfriend. They took me with them on summer vacations, and always got us a private room. They treated me like a member of the family. Unfortunately, my mom was not as ok with Randy and me. She said she had a feeling I was gay, and she was nice to Randy, but we didn't spend much time at my house. Since our parents knew about us, we wanted to come out at school. The senior prom was two days before graduation. Randy wanted to come out there. We both went without dates. We wore standard dress black tuxedos. During most of the dancing we sat on the sidelines talking with teachers and a few students about college. When they played a slow, romantic song, as couples danced, Randy took my hand and led me to the dance floor. Some people thought it was a joke until Randy put his arm around my waist and I put my hand on his chest and my head on his shoulder. People stood and watched, then someone started clapping, and then most people were clapping. I kissed Randy's neck. When the song was over, Randy held my hand as we walked back to our seats. Several girls came over and said how cute we looked. Several guys said they never knew. One of our teachers came over and said it was hard to not be able to acknowledge the one you love, and she wished us well. One of the jocks said if he knew I liked cock, I could have sucked his. Several of his friends laughed. I said thanks, but I'd rather have Randy's. He looked at skinny, dorky Randy and asked why. I stared at him and said, because when you look at Randy, you see a dork. When I look at him, I get weak in the knees. We walked away. Randy asked me if I meant all that. I said of course. He smiled and said, "so you really love me. " I smiled and said more than anything. He squeezed my hand and said that's how he feels about me. After many years, we still feel the same way.