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~The Athletic Supporter~
Chapter 5

by: Kewl Dad

Ricky showed up about 15 minutes early the next day, his first Saturday to work, but that would not be his only first that day. I'll admit by the time he showed up my heart was beating fast and I had the worst case of butterflies ever. I was hooked on the boy, and it suddenly occurred to me that I would have to be very careful to hide my feelings for Ricky.

I'd taken an early lunch so I'd be free to train Ricky when he came in, and as soon he'd signed in I began. Our registers were simple enough, but this was way before bar codes and UPC symbols. Each item had a ticket with a department letter, A, B, C etc, a vendor name, stock number, and price. However for the purpose of ringing up the item, all that was needed was the department and price.

Ricky caught on right away, and I let him ring up several customers just to make sure he knew how to make change. I got a chance to show him how to do a charge as well, which amounted to writing all the information on a carbon copy charge slip, totaling it, and having the customer sign it. The carbon copy went to the customer, the sale was rung up, and the charge slip put in the till.

I let Ricky solo for a while, and he only needed help once, only reinforcing the fact that he was a very intelligent and resourceful young man. I offered him a break after he'd been there a couple hours, but he said he was having too much fun. He did break long enough to use the bathroom, and I was so tempted to go with him, but we were busy and I was needed on the floor.

At four, I had Ricky start his regular chores, and he went about them without protest. On Saturday there was no run to the post office so Ricky had his chores done in record time and asked if he could work the floor till closing.

I was happy to oblige him, and I went into the office and precounted a couple of tills to make my work later easier. I wanted to get out of there as quickly as possible and get ready for our little get together later, and the very thought of what was going down later had me a nervous wreck.

Finally, closing time came, I quickly did the books and Ricky and I were out the door. After dropping off the deposit at the bank, we headed to my car and I drove Ricky home. It was bittersweet having to leave him behind, but if everything went as we'd planned, I'd soon be getting a call to come pick him up at Russell's house and he'd be mine for the whole night.

I hurried home after dropping off Ricky and jumped in the shower. Once I'd dried off, I slipped on a pair of sweat pants, not bothering with underwear, a tee shirt, and finally socks and shoes. When Ricky called I'd be ready to roll, but first I needed to get things ready for our night of fun.

I placed clean towels on both sides of the bed and set the jar of Vaseline on the night stand. I turned down the covers and checked the record player to make sure I had the right mood music loaded.

I tidied up the room a little then checked the living room and kitchen, but finally decided I was being silly. After all, it wasn't like I needed to impress Ricky, he'd been here before and this was nothing new. Well, okay...there was one thing new...two maybe. Tonight we were going to seal the deal on our relationship by exchanging bracelets, and then by making love and popping Ricky's cherry. 

My butterflies turned to bats as I thought about what was going to happen here tonight, and I hoped we were both ready for it. I'd tried to explain to Ricky that losing your virginity was a very special and serious thing, but he assured me he was ready, and I had to admit I was as excited about it as he was.

By the time Ricky called around 7, I was a nervous wreck. I was sure something had gone wrong, and we weren't going to be able to do this, but he seemed relaxed and explained that he had to wait for his mom to bring him, and she was had been in no hurry.

I zoomed to an address on the North side of town, and was surprised to see that it was a fairly nice house and that there were at least six cars in the driveway and parked on the street. Fortunately, I was saved having to figure out where to park, because Ricky was standing out front waiting for me. He climbed in and buckled up, and we were off.

"Everything okay?"

"Great, Russell was making out with some girl from school when I walked out," he laughed, "he hardly noticed when I left."

"Are you hungry?" I asked, realizing I was starving. I'd eaten a light lunch, and it was pushing 7:30 and I was used to eating much earlier.

"Starved, what are we having?"

"Chicken or fish," I said, "how does Bill's sound?"

"Great, I love their hush puppies."

"Good, I figured since it was kind of out of town, we might not run into anyone we knew there."

"Why, are you ashamed of being seen with me?" he teased.

"No, just the opposite, but I thought we were trying to keep this our secret for now."

"We are, I'm kidding. Yeah, and it's dark in there too. I love the way it always smells," he said, his mouth practically watering.

Bill's Fish and Chicken was busy that night, but we were lucky enough to find a booth near the back, and we sat down and perused the menu while we waited on our server. A pretty high school girl chewing gum came over after a few minutes and took our drink orders, and by the time she returned we were ready to order. We both ordered a combo fish and chicken plate, mine with coleslaw and fries, but Ricky had fried Okra with his.

"I'm surprised you like Okra," I said grinning.

"I love it deep fried, but not boiled. It's nasty boiled."

"Yeah, I agree. See anyone you know here?" I said changing the subject.

"Nope, no one. You?"

"Nope, well...I think I might recognize those people by the door. I think they shop in the store."

He nodded, "About today, I really liked selling. It was fun."

"You were really good at it too. The ladies really love you," I chuckled.

"Yeah, I get that a lot," he sighed, "I guess I remind them of their kids or grand kids."

"Girls just pick up on that sweet disposition of yours," I said grinning.

"Only girls?"

"Well, no, guys like me too."

"What kind of guy is that?"

"Perverted," I joked.

"Nah," he said shaking his head, "we're not perverted, we're just different. And it's no one's business, right?"

"I agree, I just wish we lived in a place where we didn't have to hide our love," I sighed.

"Yeah, but...even if we could, it's still no one's business but ours."

"You're right, and I'm happy with what we have, and tonight we're going to make it official."

"You mean the bracelets, or the other thing?" he giggled.

"Both," I said giving him a lewd look.

"I can't wait, but right now I am so hungry," he said as his stomach chose that moment to growl it's disapproval. 

We both laughed, but fortunately the server appeared with our food and we were saved any more stomach rumblings.

We talked and laughed as we ate, and the butterflies I'd felt earlier were replaced by the delicious food. We were full, but not stuffed by the time we finally left, which was just what I'd hoped. Getting fucked on a full stomach was not a good idea, especially your first time.

We drove around a while, stopping at Sonic for a large fountain drink before we finally headed to my apartment. By then our food had settled, and though we were both excited about what lay ahead, we weren't as nervous as I'd feared we'd be.

Ricky said he'd taken a shower when he'd gotten home, and with a slight blush, explained that he'd pooped this morning, then took special care to make sure his butt was clean when he'd showered. We'd discussed the fundamentals of cleaning up, but back then I really didn't know about enemas or that sort of thing. I really never worried about getting a little shit on me, it wasn't like it wouldn't wash off, but obviously I appreciated it if the guy made some effort to get clean back there.

"I have something special for us," I said, going into the kitchen and fishing in the refrigerator where I pulled out a bottle of wine an older friend of mine had bought for me.  I didn't know squat about wine, but my friend said this was good stuff, Boones Farm Strawberry, and I took his word.

I grabbed a couple of glasses and opened the wine and poured each glass about a quarter full and handed one to Ricky. He started to take a drink, but I stopped him and said he needed to wait till we made a toast.

"Where's the toaster?" he joked, and I gave him an eye roll.

"Did you bring the you know what?"

"Oh, shit. I knew I forgot something," he said looking crushed, then he broke out into a grin, "how could I forget? It's all I been thinking about since I picked it up."

"Good, I'll go get mine, be right back." 

I grabbed the bracelet from my hiding place in my dresser drawer, and when I returned Ricky had produced his from somewhere and was holding it expectantly.

"How do we do this?"

"Well, first the toast," I said grabbing my glass, "To us, and to our love. May it last a long time," I said as we clinked glasses.

We took a sip and both made a face, and we laughed, "It's kind of strong," Ricky said, "but I kinda like it," he added taking a bigger sip.

"I guess it takes some getting used to," I said downing half of mine this time.

"Okay, now what."

"Now this," I said dropping to my knees and grabbing Ricky's right foot and placing it on my thigh, "This ankle?"

"Yes," he said reaching down to pull up his pant leg.

I pushed down his sock a little and took the little silver bracelet and fastened it around his ankle. I looked up and smiled and said with tears in my eyes, "With this bracelet, I pledge my love to you, and to you only."

"Aww," he said pulling me up to kiss me briefly, "Now it's my turn," he said switching places with me.

He mimicked my actions, but when it was time to speak, he had his own vow, "This bracelet, with my name on it, is to remind you that we love each other, and anytime you feel lonely or sad, you can look at it and know that I'm thinking about you. I love you, thank you for being my boyfriend."

I pulled him up, and with tears freely flowing, we kissed, deeply and passionately for a long time. When we finally broke the kiss we finished our wine, and Ricky suggested we have one more glass.

I don't know if he was stalling, or he thought the wine would make it easier to lose his virginity, but by the time I'd finished my first glass I felt like I was ready for more myself. Once I'd gotten used to the taste, and the slight buzz had begun, I felt like I could fully appreciate Boones Farm Strawberry wine.

We wound up finishing the bottle, and though we were by no means drunk, we had a little buzz going on as we moved our party to the bedroom. The first thing I did was switch on the stereo and drop the first record, and suddenly Elton John's sexy voice filled the room.

"Should I get naked?" Ricky said looking a little more nervous than the first time we'd been here in this room with sex on our minds.

"How about we  undress each other?" I suggested as we moved together.

There is something very erotic and exciting about undressing your lover and being undressed by him. As the clothes came off, we continued to kiss, breaking only when necessary to remove our shirts. The lump in Ricky's jeans proved how exciting it was for him, and his excitement was mirrored in my own pants.

By the time I had Ricky's pants off, he was anxious to return the favor, and when he slowly worked them down my thighs he was surprised and pleased to see that I wore no underwear beneath.

"You bad boy, I can't believe you took me out to eat with no underwear on," he laughed.

"Well, it's not like I was naked or anything," I chuckled, "but it was kind of risky considering how hard you make me," I said poking him with my hard uncut dick.

He giggled and reached down to grab it, and I took that moment to rid him of his underwear so we'd both be naked. Well, almost naked. I pushed Ricky down on the bed and knelt before him and began removing his socks, and in the process I kissed his feet and fingered that bracelet declaring our love.

"Mmm," he hummed, "I like when you touch my feet, is that weird?"

"No, I like your feet a lot," I admitted as I continued to fondle them, "They're so smooth and they smell really sexy," I said sniffing noisily, causing him to laugh, "seriously, I like how they smell...it makes me hard."

"Really, that's really neat," he said looking down at me, "well...you can do whatever you want with them."

"Like this?" I said lifting one foot and licking down the sole from heel to toe. He tasted salty, but good, and my cock throbbed just from tasting and smelling his musky aroma.

"That tickles, but it feels good. Isn't it kind of nasty though?"

"Mmm...no," I said licking the other foot now. Then having a wicked idea, I stuck his big toe in my mouth and began sucking it like a little kid sucking his thumb.

"Holy shit," he said looking at me and laughing, "you're sucking my toe."

"Mmm..." I mumbled around his toe, then letting it pop out of my mouth, I said, "tasty...very tasty. I like toe jam."

He fell back on the bed and offered me his other foot, and I put all of his toes in my mouth this time, causing him to squirm, but he obviously liked what I was doing so I continued, slobbering up his toes and then going back to licking his foot all over.  Seriously, until that night I'd never even thought about feet as being sexy, let alone slobbering all over them, but Ricky had awakened things in me that had lay dormant until we met.

"You really like my feet, don't you?"

"Mmm...yeah, weird huh? Is it too weird for you?" I said, realizing I'd lost control and that maybe Ricky wasn't as into this foot play as I was.

"No, no...I love it, but there's other stuff I want to do..."

"Oh, sorry," I said giving his foot one last lick before standing.

"No, no...don't be upset," he said reading me perfectly, "we have all night, you do what you want, okay?"

"Okay, but what I want right now is...to make love to my boyfriend, from head to toe, and then...I'm going to take your cherry," I said in a sultry voice as I leaned down to give him a kiss.

"I can't wait," he said with a trembling voice, "I should go pee first though," he giggled.

"Definitely," I teased, "cause I might fuck the pee right out of you."

He jumped up and ran off to the bathroom and I stretched out on the bed as Elton John was singing Grey Seal. Ricky returned and dive bombed me, and we wrestled around till we were both panting and so hard we hurt. I covered his mouth with mine and we tongue wrestled for a while as our hands roamed each other's body, ramping our excitement up another notch.

"I love you so much," I said between kisses.

"I love you too, this is fun," he said smiling.

"Yeah, you won't think so when my dick is up your butt," I teased.

"Yes I will, I just know I'm gonna love it."

"I'm kidding, I'd never hurt you," I said, gently stroking his face and pushing his long hair back from his eyes, "I want this to be the most wonderful experience of your life."

"It will be, I just know it."

"Okay, what say I let you fuck me first, so you will be more relaxed when I do you?"

"Okay," he said excitedly, "or you can just suck me off."

"I really want to get fucked...uh, I mean...I really want you to make love to me."

"Okay, that's good. Yeah, let's not call it fucking, it's making love."

"Right. Okay, how do you want it?"

"I don't know, I've done it with you on  your back and on your stomach, what else is there?"

"Doggy style," I suggested, "on all fours, or bent over the bed. I like that position a lot and that's how I want to do you."

"Okay, that sounds good," he said trembling a little.

"Cool," I said grabbing the jar of Vaseline and handing it to Ricky, "but first you gotta get me ready."

Rather than kneel on all fours, I slid down so my feet were on the floor, then bent over the bed, leaning on my elbows with my butt in the air. Ricky moved up behind me and I felt something cold and greasy touch my pucker, then his slender finger as he worked it in to the second knuckle. I opened up easily to him, and by the time he was up to three fingers I was eager to get his dick inside me. I told him I was ready, and seconds later I felt his hot spongy dick head press against my hole. 

He slid in much easier than the first time, and he sank in deep without much resistance. When I felt his pubic hair brush my butt, I knew he was balls deep, and I reached back to pull him even deeper before I released him to begin his thrusting.

He was young, and though he started out slow and lovingly, he was soon pounding me hard as the bed knocked against the wall and the sound of flesh slapping flesh filled the room. With every forward thrust he rubbed against that special place inside me and I was panting and moaning, and felt as if I could come at any moment without ever touching myself. My dick was leaking precum like mad, and I reached down and scooped up a bit and brought it to my lips and licked my hand clean.

"I'm really...close..." Ricky said after a while, his thrusts more violent as he gripped my hips so tightly I feared I'd have bruises when he was finished with me. Of course I didn't care, I was loving every minute of his rough love-making, and eager to return the favor.

He stopped at one point, leaning across my back and licking my salty, sweaty skin as he panted and rested. I knew he wanted this to last, I understood that, but I wondered if he wasn't stalling for time. Maybe he wasn't as eager to lose his virginity as he'd first thought.

"Okay, I'm gonna finish now," he said resuming his thrusting, starting slow, then building up speed like a motor being given more gas. 

Soon he was pounding me hard again, and this time when he reached the edge he thrust hard and fell over the edge. I could feel his hard dick spasming inside me, contracting and expanding as he pumped out his hot teen load, and my dick was in danger of unloading as well.  

When he was spent, he pulled out slowly, and I heard him sigh as he stepped away a little.

"I came a lot, you're kind of leaking," he chuckled.

I grabbed one of the towels I'd strategically placed on the bed and reached back to hand it to Ricky, "Here, clean us up please."

He tenderly wiped down my crack and balls where his jizz had run down,  then turned his attention to his cock and wiped it clean of Vaseline and cum. 

I fell flat on the bed to rest a moment and scooted up to the headboard, then Ricky fell down beside me and cuddled against me while he recovered from his orgasm.

"That was nice," I sighed.

"Yeah, for me too, really exciting. I like that position. I like looking down and seeing my dick go in and out of your butt," he added giggling.

"Yeah, me too, and that's how I'm gonna do you when you're rested."

"Okay, that sounds fine. Can we get something to drink first? I'm awfully thirsty."

"Sure, more wine?" I teased.

"Do you have more?"

"Not that kind, but I think there's some Mad Dog 20-20 under the sink."

"What's that?"

"Very strong wine that smells like shit," I laughed.

"Oh, sounds good," he chuckled, "can I try it?"

"Sure, come on," I said, rolling out of bed and bouncing to my feet."

We took a slug of the wine right out of the bottle, but neither of us liked it that much, and we wound up sharing a Mt Dew to quench our thirst. We stood there naked in the kitchen, swapping the bottle back and forth till it was gone, then I led him back to the bedroom for more fun.

This was a very special occasion for both of us, but I knew for Ricky it was especially so. After all, a boy can only lose his virginity once, and I wanted this to be something Ricky would remember forever. He was lucky to get to lose his virginity to someone who loved him, in a safe and comfortable place, unlike me. I'd lost mine in the back seat of a car parked in the woods. I'd lost it to an older boy I'd only met that day, and he was less than gentle or loving.

His name was Doug, and he was 17, I was 16, and though I'd done most everything two boys could do together up until then, I'd never been fucked. I'd fucked though, and I knew how good it felt, and I just assumed getting fucked would be just as pleasurable.

And it might've been just as pleasurable if my first had been with someone who saw me as more than a fuck toy. Doug had all the finesse of a cat in  heat, and went about his task as if he was trying to beat the clock.

Fortunately, he did use some lotion to grease up his big uncut dick, but there was no foreplay or getting me ready in any way. He just pinned me down, put his dick head at my puckered hole and shoved all 6 inches of his slick pecker into my virgin butt as I squealed like a stuck pig.

The only good thing about it was that he didn't last long. I guess I was so tight he didn't have much of a chance to pace himself. As he held me down with one hand, he used the other to brace his lean sweaty body, then pounded away at my hole until he filled me up with his hot teenage spunk.

Afterwards he pulled out unceremoniously and had the gall to say to me, "That felt good, didn't it?"

I wiped the tears from my eyes and got dressed fast before he could go for sloppy seconds, and made him drive me back home. Though I never got with Doug again after that, I still remember him as my first. Even if he wasn't the ideal person to lose one's virginity to, he'd opened my eyes to a whole new level of male sexuality. Eventually, I learned to take control of the situation, training my lovers to please me as much as I pleased them. 

I began by pulling Ricky into a deep passionate kiss as we pawed at each other, our peckers dueling between us. Ricky was hard again, and I hoped he'd stay that way even while getting fucked. That to me was an indication of whether a guy was enjoying it or not. Some guys, like me, stayed hard the whole time, getting as much enjoyment out of being fucked as they're partner. Then there were the guys who didn't enjoy it as much. Their peckers would shrivel up and try to hide, as they tolerated, but never really got pleasure from getting fucked.

Eventually, I managed to get Ricky into position, but I was in no hurry, and I spent some time rubbing around on his back and butt, and even bent to kiss his smooth perfect cheeks. I've said earlier, that I wished I had known about rimming at this point in my life, but kissing his fleshy cheeks was as far as I got that day. However, my hands roamed every square inch of that beautiful ass, and up his crack, playing against his virgin pucker and causing him to purr like a contented pussy cat.

I grabbed the Vaseline and a towel, and moved behind him, talking gently to him the whole time I worked my fingers into him to loosen him up.

"Are you okay baby?" I cooed as I inserted my slick index finger into his hot tight hole.

"It feels good," he said in a low sultry voice, "are you gonna use the rocket this time?"

"Nah, just my fingers, then the real thing. But we'll take our time and make sure you're totally ready."

"I trust you," he sighed, "I can't wait to feel you inside me. I just know it's going to be good."

"I hope so, I want your first time to be special," I said as tears stung my eyes. I loved him so much and I never wanted to hurt him. 

"It will be. Try two fingers now," he said pushing back.

The second finger slid in easily, and I spent some time loosening him up as I talked to him soothingly. He kept pushing back anxiously on my fingers, trying to get more of them inside him, and I suspected he was going to be one of those boys that took to getting fucked like a duck to water. I hadn't been quite that anxious myself, but then given who my first was, it was a miracle I ever let anyone near my ass again. But I had, and now I loved getting fucked, especially by my new boyfriend, and I hoped he would feel the same way about me before the day was over.

The third finger caused a bit of discomfort for Ricky, but he was a trooper and didn't let up. Pushing back, he hissed as the third finger joined the first two and I felt him relax a little as he finally opened up even wider. 

My cock has a pretty big head, but he was opening up nicely and almost ready for the main event. As I sawed my fingers in and out of his hot, wet, slick hole, I kissed his back and mounds, savoring his salty flavor and adding to my arousal. I didn't want to rush things, but I was aching to get inside that tight hot hole and formally claim Ricky as my own.

"I think I'm ready now," Ricky  said suddenly, looking back at me with a hungry look on is face.

"Okay," I said, slowly removing my fingers. I was glad to see his anus didn't relax immediately, but I knew I only had a short time to get in there before it did.

Using my slick fingers, I slathered up my dick and then wiped them clean before moving into position. I wanted him to get used to me being back there first, so I ran my dick up and down his crack and across his pucker a few times before finally going in for the kill.

I placed the spongy head of my slick, hot dick against his hole and pushed, and was rewarded as a tiny bit of the head slipped into the still gaping hole. To help things along, I grabbed his ass cheeks in each hand and pried them apart as I pushed against him. 

My pecker glanced off his pucker and slid up his crack then, and I had to use one of my hands to guide it and hold it in place as I continued. I talked softly to Ricky the whole time, making sure he was in no pain, but he kept assuring me he was fine. I reached down to feel his pecker and was glad to find it was hard, a sure sign he really was okay, then I went back to my slow entry into his bowels.

When the head popped through his anal ring, he gasped a little and stiffened, and I froze. However, after a few seconds I felt him relax again, and I pushed forward just a tiny bit more.

"Still okay?" I said, leaning down to kiss  his sweaty skin.

"Yeah, feels weird, kind of full..." he chuckled, "but it really doesn't hurt."

"That's good, I'll take it slow, but if it starts to hurt, let me know, okay?"

"I promise," he said, but I suspected it would take a whole lot of pain to cause him to cry uncle.

I was glad I was experienced at this, and had broken in a few virgins in the past, and I was able to take it slow, easing my way inside him inch by inch until finally I was seated as deep as I could go. He was breathing fast, and moaned occasionally as I continued, but I was experienced enough to recognize distress from pleasure, and I was sure his moans were the latter.

"So big," he said, and I preened at his compliment. What guy didn't love to hear those words, even if I was only average, I'm sure to him my dick felt huge.

"Are you okay," I said once I'd pressed into him as far as I could go.

"Yeah, are you in all the way?" he said looking back at me.

"Yes," I said sighing, "I'll let you get used to it before I start, and if I hurt you, tell me okay?"

"I will, but I don't think that's going to happen. It doesn't hurt at all. I just feel full, that's all."

"That's good," I said looking down to see where we were joined, a sight that added to my excitement, "are you ready for this?"

"Yesss," he hissed as he pushed back eagerly, "Make love to me Rob. I've been waiting for this ever since we talked about it that time."

"I want it to be special for you," I said, tears filling my eyes, "I love you so much." It suddenly occurred to me that this was the first time I'd uttered those words in this situation. Sure, I'd fucked my share of boys and men, but I'd never made love to any of them. This was a first, in fact, this was really my first love, and first loves are very special.

I began by pulling back just a little, maybe an inch or so, then pushing back in just to see what Ricky's reaction would be. He moaned lowly and pushed back against me eagerly, and I knew he was going to be okay. I reached down to feel his dick again, and finding it was still hard, I began to move in earnest.

I pulled out to the head, then pushed back in, and again Ricky pushed back trying to get me deeper inside him. Encouraged by his enthusiasm and lust, I began to move a little faster, moving in and out as I  held his hips gently in my hands.

Before long we were both panting and moaning as we worked in unison to make our coupling a thing of beauty. Two hearts beating as one, two people joined as one, two people sharing their love and their bodies in the dance of love, and it was a beautiful thing.

In the past, I'd always thought of fucking as rather crude, a purely sexual thing, fired by lust, and when it was over I was usually ready to move on without thinking much about it. But what Ricky and I were doing was not fucking, it was not crude, nor was it purely about sex. What Ricky and I were sharing was so much more. We were making love, sharing our bodies with one another and proclaiming that we were one.

It was indeed a beautiful thing, and it brought tears to my eyes, and although I could not see them at the moment, Ricky's eyes were just as wet as mine. Even at 15 he knew something wonderful and special was happening and he fully embraced it with a maturity far beyond his years.

"I love you so much," I said, leaning down to kiss his salty skin once again, "I have never felt this good before in my life," I added, my voice thick with emotion.

"Are you going to cum inside me?" Ricky asked then. 

Although originally I had planned to wear a condom, once I found out Ricky would be spending the night I'd changed my mind. He'd have plenty of time to rid himself of my cum before he went back home tomorrow, and I was glad I was able to fuck as nature had intended, bare.

"Yes, is that okay?" I said

"Yes, I want to feel you inside me. If I was a girl you could make me pregnant," he giggled.

"I'm glad you're  not a girl," I assured him, "because I wouldn't want to be making love to you."

"I know," he grunted as I began to move a little faster.

I tightened my grip on his hips, being careful not to hurt him, and began to pound a little harder as he met my thrusts enthusiastically.

"Feels good," he said dreamily, "there's this place inside that you're rubbing against that makes me feel like I could come."

"I know," I said, reaching down to confirm what I suspected. Not only was Ricky still hard, his dick was dripping with precum and literally throbbed in my hand.

"Ooo..." he gasped, "I feel like I could come right now..."

"Maybe you will," I teased, as I began to pound even harder.

Taken off guard, he had to scramble to stay upright, but I had a strong grip on him and wasn't about to let him get away. I snaked one arm around his slender waist and continued to move in and out of him, speeding up even more now.

I looked down at where we were joined, and my excitement built as I watched my dick move in and out of his hot slick hole. Grabbing him with both arms now, I encircled his waist and concentrated on my impending orgasm. I was so close now, and as much as I wanted this to last, I knew Ricky was getting tired, for my own legs were beginning to feel like rubber.

"I'm going to come soon, okay?" I gasped.

"Yesss, fill me up," Ricky hissed.

"Hang on," I said speeding up even more, my thighs making a slapping noise as I pounded him hard now. My nuts were slapping against his butt, and my dick was moving in and out of his hole so fast it was just a blur.

Then, without much warning at all, I felt the sap rising and my nuts pulled up tight, and with one last thrust into his hot tight guts, I began to unload. My knees buckled a little as the feeling rushed over me, and spurt after spurt of my hot sticky cum painted his guts. I'd been saving up almost all week, and the damn had burst and I just kept filling him up till my balls were empty.

I had never felt anything so intense, so good, so...right in all my life, and now the tears flowed easily. I couldn't help it, I was bawling like a little kid by the time I finally stopped coming, and as I bent down to kiss his back, tears fell onto his already sweaty skin.

"Are you...crying?" Ricky asked in a voice tinged with tears of his own.

"Yes, I just...I love you so much and this was just so good...so right. I have never felt like this with anyone before."

"I'm glad," he said, "I've never been with anyone this way, but I just know that no one could ever have made me feel as good as you did today.

"We're a perfect match," I said between kisses. I was still hard and I was tempted to start up again, but this was Ricky's first time and I didn't want to wear him out. He had to be tired after being in that position for so long, and after all, it wasn't like we didn't have time to do it again later.

I gently pulled out, and for a moment his hole still gaped and a little of my cum ran down his leg. Grabbing the towel, I began cleaning him up and afterwards he crawled up on the bed. I cleaned myself up, noting there was no brown at all, and laid down beside him.

He rolled into me and put his head on my chest and smiled up at me, "It was great. So much better than I could have ever dreamed of. I wonder if this is what girls and boys feel like when they make love?"

"I think the important thing is, that the two people love each other, that's why it was so special for us."

"Mmm...yeah," he said dreamily, "can we do it again later?'

"Of course," I chuckled, "we have all night, but for now, let's just rest, okay?"

"Mmm...yeah, he repeated, "I am kinda tired."

We actually fell asleep then, and when we awoke an hour or so later we were rested, but hungry again. Sex, especially the kind we'd just had, tended to burn a lot of calories, and we needed to refuel before we continued.

I fixed us a sandwich and we ate chips and drank soda, seated naked at the dining room table. It all felt so natural, so perfect, and I wished we could be like this forever.  We only had this one night though, and I was determined not to worry about the future and just enjoy the moment.

We peed and retired to the bedroom again, and soon we were making out, and before long we were engaged in a vigorous 69. We took our time, sucking and licking, fingering and rubbing each other's butt, and when Ricky began to shoot into my mouth, I wasn't far behind.

We lay there like that a long time, using each other's thigh as a pillow as we continued to rub and touch one another, and when I'd rested I crawled back up to the head of the bed and we began making out once more.

It was as if we were starved for one another, and after a long slow make out session, we finally decided to take a shower. In the bathroom we peed once more, then I started the shower and when the water was just right I stepped in and pulled him in after me.

We washed each other's body, paying special attention to our sexy parts, and when it was my turn, I snuggled up to Ricky's cute behind and let my hard cock rest in his crack. Reaching around him, I used the soap to lather up his stomach, making lazy circles as I nuzzled his neck. 

When my hand dropped to his privates, he moaned lowly and began pushing his velvety smooth butt into my hard throbbing cock. Taking the hint, I reached down between us and placed my cock head against his hole, and when he pushed back this time I slid inside. 

I was amazed that he took me so easily after only being fucked once, but the soap and the water acted as lube and he opened up like a flower to my invading hardness. As he bent over, leaning against the tiled wall, I lifted him with my hands and began fucking him hard and fast. 

Unlike our first time, this time it was more about sex, and less about love. Oh sure, I loved him, and I wanted this to be good for him too, but I was more animalistic as I ravaged him this time. If his moaning and thrusting was any indication of how he felt, he was loving this rougher act of coupling, and a quick check of his cock found him rock hard, another indication of his apparent arousal.

I locked my arms around his stomach, literally lifting him off his feet and impaling him on my cock, then suddenly the feeling hit me and I cried out as I began to unload once again into his hot tight insides.

"Oh...oh...shit..." I hissed, "so...good...mmm...I love you so much," I said coming down from my heated frenzy and returning to the loving boyfriend of earlier.

"Wow, that was rad," he giggled, "I liked that," he panted, "I liked how you picked me up and fucked me like a rag doll."

"Sorry, I got kind of carried away..."

"No, don't be sorry. I liked it. I don't think I can pick you up like that, but I'd like to try it in the shower if it's okay."

"Is it okay? Hell yeah," I said pulling out and letting the water wash my dick clean.

Swapping ends with Ricky, I assumed the position, and Ricky moved up behind me. He was shaking a little as he gripped my waist, sliding his hard cock up and down my crack before reaching down to position it at my back door.

With one push he was in, and I grunted my approval as he filled me completely with his hot hard cock once more. Since I was a bit taller than Ricky, I had to bend my knees a little to allow him easy entry, but I didn't have to maintain my position for long.

Ricky was rabbit fucking me as soon as he was inside me, and it didn't take long till he was panting and moaning as he thrust hard and faster into me. Suddenly he thrust into me hard and just stayed there, gyrating his hips as he began to unload. He stayed inside me, making lazy circles with his hips as he rubbed my chest and hugged his face to my back.

Eventually, he let his dick slip from my dripping hole, but he continued to hug me as the water cascaded over us.

"That was really good," he panted, "I didn't last long cause it felt so good."

"I think it's cause it's sort of naughty to do it someplace other than bed."

"Yeah, like if we did it outside or something," he said.

"I've done it outside, it's hot, that's for sure."

"Neat, we should do that sometime."

"Okay, but right now let's get cleaned up before the water gets any colder."

We made quick work of cleaning up, rinsed off, then helped each other dry off before going back to bed. We were absolutely exhausted by then, and minutes after we fell into bed, and with me snuggled up to Ricky's back, we were asleep.

************

"What time do you have to be home?" I said as I gently stroked Ricky's hair as we lay in bed that next day. 

I'd awoken first, got up to pee, and Ricky had been strirring when I returned. After taking his turn at the bathroom, he'd returned to bed and snuggled in against me as I spooned his smooth warm backside.

"Mmm...I don't know, by dinner time I guess. When I stay over at Russell's we usually stay up really late and then sleep till noon. My folks won't expect me till around 5 or so, why?"

"Just wondering if we had time for some more loving," I said nuzzling the back of his neck and pressing my hard cock into his crack.

"Mmm...yeah, plenty of time," he said pushing back into me.

"I...I'd like to make love to you again, but I don't want to take any chances with you leaking my cum out later, so...either I use a rubber, or I just let you make love to me and you suck me off."

"Hmm...well...what's it like with a rubber?"

"Well, I'm not crazy about them, and I've only used one once before, but it's not that bad. Of course you won't feel my cum inside you, and I guess the rubber kind of makes my dick less sensitive so it might take longer to come."

"That's okay, I'd rather do that then, cause I want you inside me again."

"Okay, hey...I have an idea, why don't we both use a rubber? That way you can see what it's like, and if it slows down your coming, that would be good too."

"Okay," he said sounding excited, "but you'll have to show me how to put it on and stuff."

I jumped up and grabbed two of the condoms I'd bought from the vending machine in the bathroom of the Sinclair station when we'd first planned this, and handed one to Ricky. He looked confused and I laughed.

"Open it and you'll see how it works," I said then, "Yeah, see how it's all rolled up. Now all you have to do is figure out which side goes up, that's it. Here, let me put yours on, and you can put mine on when it's time."

I had him stretch out on the bed with his dick sticking straight up, so hard it was throbbing with his every heart beat, and I placed the rolled up condom at the tip. I proceeded to demonstrate how to unroll it down the shaft till it came to rest at the base as he watched with interest.

"Oh, neat," he said when I was done, "feels kind of good actually. Hey, a guy could jerk off with one of these on and not make a mess," he giggled.

"Yeah, I've actually done that," I said blushing, "that little bump on the tip keeps it from busting when you fill it up with cum."

"Wow, neat. It's kind of slick already, like it has grease on it or something," he said feeling his condom covered dick.

"Yeah, these are lubricated. Once you loosen me up with the Vaseline you won't need to put anything on your dick."

This time I had Ricky snuggle up behind me, and after loosening up my hole with a little Vaseline, he eagerly planted his slick covered dick inside me. After a little experimenting he was able to get in pretty deep, and as he gripped my hips tightly he began to move deliberately, in and out, as we both moaned in pleasure.

"You're right, it does make it less sensitive, but it still feels good," he murmered.

"It still feels good for me too," I assured him, "and if it makes you last longer, that's a good thing. I love feeling you inside me."

"I know what you mean, I can't wait till it's you inside me."

"Well, take your time and make love to me first," I chuckled, "remember, this is a two way thing."

"I know," he said kissing my back and biting at it playfully.

"Ouch, no biting. Bad dog," I laughed.

"Woof, woof," he said speeding up his thrusting, "I'm a dog humping your butt."

"Well doggie, that's a pretty big bone you have there," I laughed, "and it feels pretty good."

"Mmm...it feels amazing," he gasped, "I love you so much," he added sounding tearful again.

"I love you too. I can't believe how much sometimes. It's sort of scary..."

"We probably need to talk about that later, but right now...uh, uh, uh...I need to make love to you boyfriend."

He lasted another 15 minutes or so, but let's face it, even with the diminished sensitivity, he was 15 and his staying power was not all that great. I thought he'd done well to last as long as he did, but a little disappointed that I hadn't let him go in bareback now that it was over.

After he'd pulled out, I rolled over to face him and took a look at the rubber. The little reservoir at the end was full and the thing was bulging from the amount of cum he'd produced. I wished I'd let him put the load inside me, but I knew there would be plenty of other times for that.

"Wow, you came a lot," I said, reaching down to feel the squishy, cum-filled rubber.

"I know, just think, that would be leaking out of your butt if I hadn't worn the rubber," he laughed.

"I wish it was," I sighed, "but next time for sure."

"Okay, now what? Do I roll it back up or just pull it off?"

"Just pull it off. Why don't we go to the bathroom and I'll show you?"

In the bathroom, I had him pull the rubber off and discard it in the little trash can there. I was afraid to flush it because I didn't want to risk clogging up my plumbing. His dick was still wet with his cum, and I dropped down and began cleaning it up with my tongue and mouth, causing him to shiver.

"Ugh, be careful...I might come again."

"Really?" I said looking up, "Is that a warning or an invitation?" I chuckled.

"Maybe later..." he said looking torn, "I really want you to make love to me now, my butthole is kind of twitching," he giggled.

"Oh man...come on then, let's go take care of that twitch," I laughed.

I had Ricky roll the rubber on me, and once that was done I had him lay on his back. I wanted to look into his eyes while we made love this time, and in this position I could get in deeper than I had the first time.

I fingered his ass till he was lose, and was surprised at how easily he opened up. When I felt he was ready, I grabbed a foot in each hand, then got a wicked idea, and paid a little attention to his feet before starting. 

I licked his soles and suckled his toes, further relaxing him, and by the time I pushed his legs up and pressed against his slick hole he allowed me easy entry. As I sank into his hot tight tunnel, we both sighed with pleasure, and soon I was balls deep in him. 

I felt his sparse bush press into mine and my balls resting on his smooth butt cheeks. I looked down at him and he was smiling, his face showing his pleasure and love for me. My heart soared as I leaned down to kiss him, then began moving slowly in and out of his tight insides.

The condom didn't reduce my sensitivity as much as I'd thought it would, and I found myself getting close several times. I backed off each time, leaning into kiss Ricky or to rub his feet as I rested, still deep inside him before continuing.

I was able to make it last about 20 minutes, but I knew Ricky's legs must be getting tired, and it was getting harder and harder to hold back each time I neared orgasm. Finally, shoving in deep, I began to fill the condom with my hot spunk. I made a series of short thrusts as I rode out the orgasm, then shoved in deep again and collapsed atop my lover.

"Ugh...that was nice," I said nuzzling his neck.

I let my dick slide out of his hole and his legs dropped down and I repositioned myself atop him, rubbing my still covered dick against his. I kissed him deeply and passionately as I basked in my afterglow, then finally rolled off of him and onto my side. Stripping off the condom, I dropped it into the trash can by the bed and wiped myself clean on a towel I'd dropped on the floor the night before.

I scooted up close and laid my head on his shoulder, then reached down and took his wet hard cock in my hand. It felt hot and throbbed as I squeezed it gently. He moaned lowly, and when I reached down with the other hand to fondle his balls, he spread his legs to allow me better access.

I leaned in and our lips met and we kissed as I continued to fondle his cock and balls, but eventually I broke the kiss and began moving downward to his center. I began by licking his nuts and taking them into my wet hot mouth, and when he was worked up and panting breathlessly, I went for his cock.

I began by licking the tasty precum from it, letting my tongue travel from base to head, paying special attention to the spot just under the head. He moaned and squirmed, but I was in no hurry to finish him.

I finally let his cock slip from my mouth and scooted down, placing kisses on his almost hairless legs as I made my way to his feet. Why was I suddenly so attracted to this part of my boyfriend, and why did it arouse me so much? I suppose it didn't matter as long as he approved of my interest and enjoyed my attention there. 

As before, I began by licking his soles, then moved up to his ankles enjoying the taste and feel of his skin on my tongue, and nuzzling the little bracelet there, the symbol of our love. He moaned and I saw his hand go to his pecker, but I scolded him and reminded him that it was mine, and I would take care of it soon.

I spent another ten minutes or so on his feet, not because I was finished having fun with them, but because I knew his aching cock was waiting for me to bring it relief. I crawled up the bed slowly, biting and kissing and licking my way to his middle where I went directly for the gold.

Swallowing his cock to the base, I worked my throat muscles, easily taking all of him without gagging. I stayed there like that till I had to come up for air, then began bobbing up and down on his dick, using my lips and tongue to stimulate every inch of his heated flesh.

He lasted much longer than I'd dreamed he would, and when he came, he surprised me with a generous load of his tasty cum. I swished it around in my mouth, savoring the flavor before swallowing, then licked him clean and moved up to kiss Ricky deeply and wetly.

"Mmm...I taste pretty good," he said when I broke the kiss and fell down beside him once more.

"Very good," I sighed, "all of you tastes good, but as good as that was...I'm hungry."

"Me too, but I didn't want to say anything," he chuckled.

"Let's grab a shower and go get some breakfast then. There's a little cafe right down the street with really good food."

So, that's what we did, and twenty minutes later we were dressed and on our way to The Midway Cafe. It was almost 11 by then, but I knew the diner served breakfast all day, and I was hungry for some eggs and bacon. I gave Ricky the option of having breakfast or lunch, but he too chose breakfast and we ordered the works.  

When the food came our conversation stopped for a while as we enjoyed the delicious spread, but slowly we started it back up again.

"So, do you think Russell has figured out that we're hanging out?"

"Oh, that...yeah, we talked about it, but he doesn't really think it's a big deal. After all, he hangs out with his older brother and his friends. He thinks it's cool actually. He even asked why I didn't invite him along sometime," he chuckled.

"Well, a three way would be nice," I joked, "which earned me a dirty look from Ricky and I quickly assured him I was only kidding.

"Besides, I don't think Russell's like that," he said frowning.

"So, you two never...?"

"Well, when we were kids, but I know he likes girls. He's always talking about them, and last night he was swapping tongue with this girl that kind of has a reputation as being easy."

"Good for him," I chuckled, "I'm glad he's cool with us though. It could really complicate things if we didn't  have his support."

"Yeah, don't worry, he's a real pal, he won't rat me out."

We finished our breakfast and I suggested we go for a drive rather than go back to the apartment. Ricky was all for it, and a few minutes later we were headed out of town and toward the lake about 20 miles away.

I drove behind the dike there and parked, and we got out and walked down to the shore and looked out at the lake beyond. A few boats could be seen in the distance, including a sail boat, it's white sail billowing in the breeze, and I was inspired by the beauty and tranquility of the scene.

I reached for Ricky's hand, and we stood there staring out across the water, both oblivious of anything but what lay before us. Suddenly I heard the sound of a motor bike break the silence, and I let go of Ricky's hand just as a Yamaha came ripping across the top of the dike. 

I guessed the rider to be a young teen, no more than 14 or so from his size, so I saw him as no threat, and anyway, I doubted he's seen us holding hands. We watched him till he disappeared at the far end of the dike, but we could still hear the roar of his bike at a distance. Suddenly, the noise became louder, and he reappeared on the road we'd entered on, and he appeared to be headed our way.

"Come on," I said directing Ricky to follow me to the car.

We arrived just as the cyclist rode up and came to a stop a short distance from us. He switched off the engine and the silence was unnerving for a moment. Slowly, he unfastened the strap on his helmet and removed it to reveal a mop of long blond hair, and it was then that I realized the rider was a girl.

"Hi you all," she said smiling. 

She was a pretty girl, but dressed as she was and riding a motorcycle, it was hard to tell at first glance just what her sex was.

"Hello," I said.

"Hi, nice bike," Ricky said moving her way, "is that a 250?"

"Yeah, I used to have a 175, but it was too small so I traded up," she said sounding proud, "I'm Amy, by the way," she offered.

"I'm Ricky, and that's Ron," he said, moving up to admire the bike more closely.

"What you all doin'?, Just looking around?"

"Yep, just killing time, looking at the boats and stuff," he replied, as he reached out to touch the shiny chrome on the bike.

"Do you ride?" 

"Yeah, my cousin has a Zuki 185. He lives in the country and when I visit him we take turns riding it."

"Zukis are nice, but I prefer Yammer Hammers," she laughed, then to me, she added, "In case you don't know Rob, Zuki is short for Suzuki and Yammer Hammers are Yamahas."

"Got it," I said grinning, "I've done some riding myself."

"Cool, you guys wanna take it for a spin?"

"Yeah, I do," Ricky said excitedly.

"I'll pass," I said, "but you go ahead Ricky, we have time."

Ricky didn't hesitate, and in a flash he had donned Amy's helmet and was riding off down the gravel road. A few minutes later he appeared at the top of the dike and I heard him gun it as he flew down the path there.

"You guys friends or brothers?" Amy asked.

"Friends," I said looking her over. For a girl she didn't have many curves and was kind of skinny looking. She was pretty though, and I bet she had plenty of boys following after her.

"How old are you guys?"

"I'm 18, Ricky is almost 16," I said trying to make Ricky seem older for some reason. What did I care what this little tomboy thought?

"I'm 15 myself. I know I don't look it, I ain't even got boobs yet," she laughed, "but don't matter, don't want no icky boyfriend anyway."

I laughed, "I'm sure that will change."

"Why? Not everyone is boy crazy," she said rolling her eyes. "Sometimes I wish I was a boy. I'd rather ride my bike than go to some creepy party or a dance."

I smiled, "No reason why you can't do both. I bet there are lots of boys who'd love to hang out with a cool girl like you."

"You think so?" she said making a 180.

"Sure, you're not only pretty, but you're smart, and you like fun stuff."

"Yeah, I do...I like baseball too. Did you know that they won't let girls play league ball with boys? It's totally unfair," she huffed.

"I agree, I think anyone should be allowed to play."

"I play with some kids once in awhile at the field by the school, but I really wish I could play little league."

"Well, maybe you should try to change the rules," I suggested.

"Yeah, maybe I should," she said looking thoughtful.

"So, do you have any brothers or sisters?" I asked, curious about this little fireball of a girl.

"Yeah, both. Older sister, and she is boy crazy, and a younger bratty brother who's only 8."

I laughed, "Well, hang in there."

Ricky had made full circle by then, and suddenly he appeared at the end of the dike, then minutes later he skidded to a stop a few feet from us.

"Wow, it's amazing. I love your bike. It handles really well, I went down that trail on the other side of the dike, then back up and it didn't stall at all."

"That's cause I keep it tuned up and idled up a little," she said accepting the helmet from Ricky.

"Sure you don't want to give it a try?" she said to me.

"Well, maybe just up the road and back," I said giving in. After all I was young enough to like fun  things like that.

Once I got on the dang thing though, I was helpless and wound up riding it across the dike and down the hill just like Ricky had. When I returned I noticed Ricky and Amy had moved to a rock beneath a shade tree and seemed to be carrying on an intimate conversation.

Was it possible Ricky found this little tomboy attractive, or was he just interested in her because she liked motorcycles and baseball? I dismissed it and played it off to my insecurities, and by the time I neared the car they'd already headed my way.

"Wow, you were right. This is a nice bike," I said handing Amy the helmet, "thanks for letting me ride it."

"No problem, you're welcome. I bet you guys didn't hardly use any gas at all," she said looking at me expectantly.

I chuckled, "Well, maybe a little," I said digging my wallet out, "Here's a buck, fill it up, okay?"

"Oh, you don't have to do that," she said, but the money had already made it into the pocket of her worn jeans, "but thanks anyway. Well, I really need to get goin'. My ma will skin me alive if I'm gone too long. You guys have fun, okay? It was nice meetin' you."

"Yeah," Ricky said, "you too. Thanks again for lettin' me ride your bike."

"Yes, thanks Amy, and good luck with your sister and bratty brother. And about the baseball thing, don't give up, okay?"

"I won't," she said grinning, "I'm gonna give em' hell."

She rode off in a cloud of dust, and when she was gone Ricky asked what she'd meant by the baseball thing. I explained about the league's rules about no girls and Ricky laughed.

"She should just cut her hair and dress like a boy and no one would know the difference."

"Yeah, well...too late for that," I said, I'm sure everyone in this little town knows her by now, but I think if she's persistent, she  just might get the rules changed. They suck anyway, any kid who wants to play ball should be allowed to."

We finally headed out, but not before stopping at a little mom and pop drive-in there in town and ordering a delicious milkshake. As we sat in the shade of a tree at a picnic table eating our treat, we saw Amy ride up main street headed toward the bridge and the lake.

"So, did you and Amy have a nice talk?" I asked, still curious about finding them cozied up when I had returned from my ride.

"Yeah, she's a nice kid," he said licking his spoon almost lewdly.

"Uh huh, and..." I teased.

"It's not like that," he laughed, "I don't like girls that way, but she was kind of flirting with me. I thought it was kind of funny, but I didn't want to hurt her feelings."

"That's good. She seems like a sweet girl. She tried to deny that she liked boys, but when I said that I bet there were a lot of boys who'd like a girl with her interests she perked up some."

"Yeah, I think she likes boys all right, but I get the feeling that some boys don't like it cause she's a tomboy and can beat them at sports and stuff."

"Yeah, boys are like that, they're very competitive."

"Yeah, I guess. Russell is like that," he said rolling his eyes, "I wonder what he'd think of Amy."

"Well, you could hook them up," I teased.

"Nah, he can find his own girls."

************

We drove around a while, just talking and enjoying the sunshine and fresh air, but eventually Ricky brought up what I'd sort of left hanging in the air earlier.

"What did you mean when you said you loved me so much it was scary?"

"Well..." I began, "I guess what I mean is, I love you so much that if anything ever happened to us, to what we have, that I'm not sure I could get over it. Does that make sense? It's crazy considering we haven't known each other all that long, but after last night...and after we made love," I added, my voice choked with emotion, "I feel like I can't live without you."

"Oh man, I feel the same way. Even before last night really. I've never felt this way, and I know what you mean about it being scary. It makes me crazy sometimes to think about it, but it feels good too...like it's something I've always wanted and needed, but never knew existed till it happened. Does that make sense?"

"Perfect sense. I may be more experienced than you as far as sex goes, but when it comes to love, real  love, this is all new to me too. But you know what? As scary, and as crazy as it makes me feel, I want it...I want it more than anything. I want you, and I want you for a long time...not just for today or tomorrow, but maybe forever."

"Me too," he said reaching over to hold my hand. Then looking at me and grinning, he said, "do you know any private places around here where we could be alone?"

"I think so," I said giving him a lewd smile, "and it's not far from here."

The place was a trail that led down by the lake to a public fishing spot, but there were little trails that led off into the woods along the way, and it was on one of those trails, in the back seat of Doug Miller's car, that I'd lost my virginity.

It seemed only fitting that we should wind up here, but this time it wouldn't be all about sex, it would be about love too. 

I knew we couldn't make love, we had no lube, no condoms and no way to clean up, but there was no reason we couldn't please each other orally, and that's just what we did. Because my car had bucket seats, I got out and knelt on the ground beside Ricky's seat and gave him car head. 

Despite having come twice earlier, he didn't disappoint me this time as he fed me a substantial load of his tasty cum. I swallowed it all down and kissed him passionately before we swapped places and Ricky returned the favor.

His technique had improved since we'd first met, and within minutes he had me moaning and squirming as I tried to keep from coming too soon and ending our fun. As he blew me, he reached down and found the ankle bracelet on my foot and gave it a little tug as if making sure it was still there. I smiled at him and ran my fingers through his hair,  gently guiding him as he worked his talented mouth around my pecker.

I came hard, and I too produced a decent amount of spunk, which he gobbled down as if it were candy. When he was done, he actually sat in my lap to kiss me, and we sat like that for quite a while, making out like two teenagers, which is of course exactly what we were.

"You were right, doing it in the woods is hot," he said after a while, "sometime we should bring our stuff and make love out here."

"Hey, ever been camping?" I said getting a wild idea.

"Sure, with Russell and his brother, and once my whole family went. Oh, are you thinking...?"

"Yeah, what if you and I went camping? We could make love in the tent, or out in the open if we found a nice private place."

"Yeah, but not in the winter," he chuckled.

"No, we can wait till it gets warmer. School will be out in a couple months and the weather will be warmer by then."

"Yeah, and in April, I'll be 16," he said beaming, "April 15th, tax day," he added laughing, "my folks said it was easy to remember my birthday cause their little tax deduction was born on the day their taxes were due."

"16, cool," I laughed, "that will be great, you can get your license and you can drive my car then."

"Yeah, I have my permit already," he said, "so I can already drive if I'm in the car with a licensed driver...like you."

"Okay, you can drive us home then. How's that?"

"Cool, maybe we should go then," he said, obviously anxious to get behind the wheel.

"Okay, get off me then. You're crushing my wiener," I joked.

"Aww, let me kiss it," he said sliding off my lap and planting a big kiss on my semi erect penis.

"Watch it, that thing might come to life and bite you."

"Nah, it's done for the day," he said patting it gently, "besides, we gotta get back to town, I have to be home soon."

I let him drive us home that day, and he proved to be an excellent driver. As we drove along, I told him about the significance of the place where we'd just swapped blow jobs.

"What? Why didn't you tell me that while we were there?"

"I dunno, maybe I wanted to have a new, better memory of that place where I painfully lost my virginity that day."

"Oh, yeah. Well, I can kinda see that. Uh, if you don't mind me asking, who was this guy, and do you still see him around?"

"No, I haven't seen him in years. In fact, I think he moved away that next year. If you're curious as to whether we ever did anything else, the answer is no. Looking back on it, I think he was only interested in me because I was a virgin. Once he fixed that, he moved on," I said, finally seeing the truth I'd denied all this time.

"What a jackass," he said angrily, "I'm so lucky I lost my virginity to someone I love, someone who loves me. It was great by the way, the best feeling ever."

"I'm glad. I wanted your first time to be special, maybe cause mine wasn't."

"That guy, was he gay...or just looking for fun?"

"I'm pretty sure he wasn't gay. I think he just liked dipping his pecker in any hole he could find. He was okay with head at first, then he kept pushing me to let him...you know? fuck me, and I finally gave in. I'd fucked a few guys myself, and I knew how good that felt, so I just figured getting fucked must be fun too. And it is, with the right person, but Doug wasn't that person."

We drove back to town with Ricky at the wheel and I complimented on how good a driver he was. He said his dad had given him a few instructions and let him drive with him in the car a few times. He said he'd tried to take Driver's Ed at school, but there were no openings till after his birthday. He said he would go ahead and get his license anyway, and then take the course, because it looked good to insurance companies when it came time to insure his first car.

"I wish I could stay with you," he said once we near the apartment.

"I know, me too, but at least we'll see each other every day at work. That's something to look forward to."

"Yeah, you're right. I'm really lucky that I got the job. I like everyone there, even Leroy and Joan, they're nice."

"Yeah, well...they like you too. Just keep doing what you're doing, and you've got the job as long as you want it."

"Yeah. Uh, where shall I park?"

"You can just park on the street since it's Sunday and all the businesses are closed."

He pulled into a spot in front of the Dentist's office and we climbed out and walked the short distance to the door leading up to the apartment. Inside we used the bathroom, and of course we got hard when we saw each other's pecker. 

However, we managed to control ourselves and nothing more than a little groping took place. In my bedroom, Ricky packed up the gym bag he'd brought with yesterday's clothes and we were ready to go. The plan was for me to drop Ricky off at the end of the block and he would pretend he walked home from Russell's. This was not unusual, I was told, because usually Russell's brother was too lazy to give Ricky a ride.

Instead of coming up Ricky's street, I drove up the cross street and let Ricky out there at the stop sign. We couldn't kiss, but we'd done plenty of that before we left my apartment, and we held hands all the way to his street.

As he climbed out, he leaned in the open window and we exchanged one last good bye and I love you, and I watched as he walked away. When he was out of sight, I backed up and turned around in someone's drive, to make sure no one saw my car if they should happen to be outside at Ricky's  house.

I drove home slowly, reliving the weekend with a smile on my face. So far everything seemed to be going our way, and I hoped and prayed that our good luck continued. Now that Ricky and I were coworkers, it would seem only natural for us to become friends and start to hang out together outside of work. I'd even had dinner at his house and been invited back again, so I felt like I was well on my way to being accepted as more than just that guy from the store.

I fixed myself a sandwich for dinner, but I really wasn't hungry, and afterwards I took a shower and decided to read and listen to music till bed time. I had a new Robert A. Heinlein book I hadn't started yet, and I was looking forward to losing myself in one of the worlds he created.

Around 10, I found it hard to keep my eyes open and finally gave in and put the book aside and settled in to sleep. As the music played softly on the stereo, I thought about Ricky, sniffing the pillow he'd used, and inhaling his gentle sexy scent, I fell into a deep sleep.

************

Things went even better than we'd dreamed in the coming days and weeks, and by the second week or third week, it was accepted that we were friends now. I was invited back to the Williams for dinner the Friday after Ricky lost his virginity, and though I was still a little nervous around his folks, I found I was actually looking forward to going this time. As it turned out, it was the event that would do more to normalize Ricky's and my friendship better than anything we'd done so far.

As we had before, Ricky walked to my apartment with me that day and while I took a shower and got ready he kept me company. We talked about the previous weekend and wished we could have a repeat of it, but Ricky said he thought it was too soon, and I agreed.

We arrived at his house just before six, and this time I was greeted first by Mikey, then Mr. and Mrs. Williams.  Mikey, like a lot of kids his age, was very affectionate and threw himself at me, surprising the heck out of me as he gave me a big hug and welcomed me. I recovered quickly and hugged him back and assured him I was up for another game of chess or any game he chose before the night was over.

"Hello Rob," Mr. Williams said, offering his  hand.

"Hello Mr. Williams, I mean Max," I said grinning.

"Come on in," Mrs. William said cheerfully, "I hope you like lasagna."

"Love it," I assured her, "it smells really good," I added sniffing the air.

"It is," Ricky added, "mom makes the best lasagna."

"What's for dessert?" Mikey asked, bouncing around and tugging at his mom's arm.

"Apple pie, with ice cream," she said, "but I think you owe Rob your dessert, if I remember right."

"Aww...man...I do," he whined, "and I love ice cream."

"Tell you what," I said, "I'll wait till there's a dessert you don't like, how's that?"

"Really? Cool, thanks," he said happy now.

Dinner won't be till 7, so you boys can visit till then if you'd like."

Ricky suggested we go to his room, and of course Mikey tagged along, but neither of us really minded. I mean, it wasn't like we were planning on doing anything risky in his house or anything, and having Mikey made it easier to resist any temptation that might arise.

Ricky showed me his record collection and we learned that our taste in music was similar. We both liked the Beatles, and he had all the same albums I did. He put on Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band, and we listened to it as we sat on his bed and talked. 

Mikey sat at our feet, occasionally adding something to our conversation or posing a question for one of us. He was not only a cute little guy, but he had a razor sharp wit, and was very sweet natured. In fact he reminded me so much of Ricky that it was scary. I wasn't exactly sexually attracted to him, but I found myself being curious about his body, and whether he was as endowed as his brother. Was it a hereditary thing, or was Ricky just a lucky guy in that area?

By the time dinner was ready, I felt very relaxed and not nearly as uncomfortable as I'd been the first time. In fact, when the conversation turned toward me about half way through the meal, I found myself opening up and disclosing things that up till then, only Ricky knew about.

Mr. Williams seemed very interested in the fact that at 18 I was in charge of a fairly busy department store, but I tried to downplay it.

"I have my boss Leroy to thank for that. He and his wife Joan spent a lot of time with me in the beginning, and they taught me everything I know. They're both really good at their jobs, and it just rubbed off on me I guess. I guess it helps that I really like what I do."

"Still, I think it's remarkable that someone your age has achieved such an important position in such a short time. But after meeting you, I have to say I'm not surprised. You strike me as a very smart and responsible young man, and we appreciate you taking Ricky under your wing. He raves about his new job and how much you're teaching him."

"Yes," Mrs. Williams said then, "your name's becoming a household word around here, even with Mikey. You've made quite an impression on both our boys."

"Thank you," I said blushing, "I really enjoy working with Ricky, and Mikey is a cool kid. You've all been very nice to me, and I appreciate it."

"Well, Rob...I want you to know that you are welcome in our home anytime. Ricky said you let him drive your car the other day. I'm curious, how did he do?"

"He's a very good driver," I said, looking over at Ricky who's face was passive. I didn't know that he'd told his dad about his driving my car, but I supposed it was no big deal. "I think he'll be able to pass the driving part of the test very easily. He will need to study the written part just before the test, but it's pretty easy too."

"Well, I appreciate you giving him some lessons. Lately I haven't been able to find time, and I know it's important for him to get in as much practice as possible."

Here was an opportunity I hadn't expected, and without sounding too anxious I took it. "Well, if it's okay with you, maybe Sunday I could come pick Ricky up and he could drive around for a while. I have nothing else to do, and the weather is supposed to be nice."

"Well, what do you think Ricky, are you up for some driving lessons Sunday?"

"Yes sir," he said excitedly, "you know me, I'm always ready to get behind the wheel."

"All right, I'll leave it up to you boys to work it out. We have church in the morning, but we're usually home by noon."

"That sounds fine, I like to sleep late on my only day off," I said, not believing it was this easy, "Thanks for letting him go."

"No, thank you," Max said grinning.

"I wanna go," Mikey said then.

Oh no, I hadn't anticipated that, but I was quick to offer a compromise. "I think it would be best if Ricky didn't have any distractions, but if your folks don't mind, maybe we could come get you after he's had some drive time, and we could go to the DQ and get some ice cream."

"Can I mom, dad?" Mikey said, accepting my offer with enthusiasm.

"I don't see why not. In fact, if you boys want to have dinner there, I'd be happy to pay," Mr. Williams said, "The misses and I could use some alone time," he chuckled.

"I think that's a wonderful idea," Mrs. Williams added, "that is, if you don't have any other plans Rob."

"Nope, none at all, but you don't need to pay. You've fed me twice now, it's my turn to pay back your kindness."

"Well, I don't think you realize how much these two eat," Mr. Williams laughed, "I'll make sure Ricky has some spending money just in case."

I nodded, I wasn't going to mess things up by being uncooperative. After that, the rest of the meal was all smooth sailing, and by the time we'd finished dessert, I was positively glowing with happiness. Again, Mrs. Williams sent me and Ricky off to the family room to watch TV while she and Mr. Williams and Mikey cleaned up the kitchen. 

Mikey joined us first, and he had the chess game in hand, and we settled down in the floor and started playing. Eventually Mr. and Mrs. Williams joined us, and they watched TV and talked to Ricky while we played. It was obvious after only a few minutes that Mikey had the upper hand in this game, and it was no surprise when only a few moves later, he put me in checkmate.

"Oh, you sneaky little devil," I laughed, "you been practicing, haven't you?"

"Yeah, I been playing with Ricky," Mikey laughed.

"You could've warned me," I said punching Ricky's leg playfully.

"I'm not that good, trust me," Ricky said, "he just uses me to figure out his strategy."

"Well, it worked. I guess I'll have to bring a game to work and play you on break," I teased.

"Or, maybe we could play some time after work...at your place," Ricky said letting that hang in the air for a moment.

"Where do you live Rob?" Mrs. Williams said suddenly. I hadn't even been sure she was listening to our conversation until then, but I should have known better, moms hear everything.

"Actually, I live just across the street from the store, over that Dentist's office, right behind the bank."

"Oh, I know where you mean," she said, "I didn't know there were apartments there."

"Just two, but the other one is empty right now."

"So, could I?" Ricky asked then.

"Oh, I suppose so, if Rob doesn't mind," she said, completely throwing me off guard. 

I shrugged, trying to look noncommittal, when inside I was jumping for joy, "I don't see why not, I'm usually pretty bored when I get off work. I read a lot, nothing very exciting I suppose, and it would be nice to have someone to play a game with." I wanted to laugh at the implied meaning of that last statement, and the little shit eating grin on Ricky's face was almost too much to bear.

"Just call and let me know when you're going to be late, but you'll need to be home by 7 for dinner."

"Sure, no problem," Ricky said beaming, "Rob can run me home, right?"

"Yeah, it only takes about 5 minutes to get here," I said.

Mikey set the game up again, and this time Ricky slipped down in the floor beside me and we collaborated on the game, but Mikey still won after only about a dozen moves.

"I give," I said shaking my head, "Ricky, we are definitely going to have to do some practicing."

"Yeah, maybe tomorrow after work. Would that be okay mom?"

"Tomorrow is...Saturday. Yes, that's fine. Do you go in at noon again?"

"Yes, and I hope it's busy again, last week was fun. I really like selling."

"Well, I'm glad you're learning a trade," Mr.Williams chuckled, "just in case you flunk out of college."

"Don't worry dad, I won't, but I'll always have something for backup, and maybe I can work while I'm in College."

"Yes, I think it's wonderful that you enjoy your job," Mrs. Williams said, "but I think Rob has had a lot to do with that. You seem like the kind of person who enjoys their work, and I'm sure it's contagious."

"Yeah, I really do. I like some parts of the job better than others, but I really like being in charge," I said blushing, "but I don't get all bossy and stuff. I work as hard as I expect the others to, and we all get along fine."

"I'm sure. The ladies there love you Rob. I don't want you to think I've been snooping, but I've talked to the clerks, and the manager and his wife about you, and in their eyes you're golden," she chuckled, "I'm glad that Ricky has such a good role model to look up to."

I felt kind of odd at that point. They trusted me, and I felt like I was violating that trust every moment Ricky and I were together. Not only had I introduced him to gay sex, I'd even given him alcohol then taken his virginity. Was I a bad person, or did my love for Ricky justify my actions?

"Thank you," I said sincerely, "but I don't consider myself to be special or anything, I'm just me. I do the best I can, and I try to treat people right, and it usually works out."

"And modest," Mr. Williams chuckled, "another noble trait. I think what my wife is trying to say is, we not only like you as a person, but we trust you with our son."

Ugh, even worse. Twist the knife some, why don't you? I felt even more uncomfortable, but one look at Ricky reminded me of why I did the things I did, for our love. It wasn't that I considered myself a bad person, but it was a little uncomfortable to have Ricky's folks praising me when I was sneaking around having sex with their son.

"I appreciate that. I really like Ricky, and I'd never do anything to hurt him or make you think bad of me," that much was sincere, and I think it showed in my eyes, because Mrs. Williams gave me a soft look.

"I like Rob too, a lot," Ricky suddenly said, "we're like becoming friends. I hope that's okay, mom...dad."

"Well, I think we'd already figured that much out," Mr. Williams laughed, "it's obvious that you two have a lot in common and are very comfortable around one another. I think you two are very lucky to have found one another. It's not everyday that you meet someone you can get so close to in such a short time. Friends are very important at your age Ricky, and though we had some concerns about the difference in your ages at first, after meeting Rob, we realized that three years isn't that big a deal."

"I'll be 16 soon," Ricky offered.

"But not before I turn 19," I chuckled.

"Oh, well...so...I guess we'll always be three years apart."

"Yeah, I'm afraid so."

"So, when is your birthday...?" Ricky asked with a big grin.

************

Saturday was a busy day, and Ricky happily dived right in when he arrived and began helping out. We barely managed to speak to each other for the first couple of hours, but around 3 it slowed down and we were able to slip away for a pee break and to grab a soda. 

I knew it was risky, but I accompanied Ricky into the bathroom, though we didn't do anything beyond a little groping and a quick kiss. After all, we had this evening to look forward to, and we wanted to save ourselves. Even if we only had an hour, and then there was tomorrow to look forward to as well. Yes, things were really looking up for us.

The rest of the day passed quickly and for once Leroy and Joan stayed till closing and took care of the bookkeeping and locking up. Leroy seemed to be in a really good mood, and as soon as the doors were locked he said I could go and they'd close up. Well, they didn't have to ask twice, and of course Ricky came with me.

Within 5 minutes we were in my apartment, and the clothes began to come off as soon as we hit the door. Kissing and pawing each other the whole way to the bedroom, we fell into bed naked and began to make out properly.

After awhile, I began to work my way down Ricky's smooth sexy body until I arrived at his middle. I gave his cock and balls a little kiss, but I didn't linger. Instead, I worked my way down to the end of the bed and slid off so I could pay attention to his feet.

I grasped his right foot and ran my tongue around the shiny silver ankle bracelet that declared our love for one another. I got a little tingle each time I saw that bracelet, and of course the one around my own ankle with my love's name on it. With renewed lust, I began to kiss and lick and suck his feet and toes till he was moaning with pleasure.

I knew our time was limited, and a half hour had already passed by the time I abandoned his feet and moved back up to his middle. I pushed his legs up and nuzzled the soft hairless sac that held his plum sized testicles and inhaled his musky teen scent, driving my frenzy to new heights. I licked his balls and taint, before finally attacking his pecker and not letting up till he had filled my mouth with his tasty teenage spunk.

I licked him clean, then crawled up and kissed him deeply, and for a few minutes we just lay there, kissing and rubbing around on each other while he recovered.

When he'd finally rested enough, he rose on all fours and pushed me flat on my back. He mimicked my moves, but when he came to my feet he hesitated a moment before continuing. He toyed with my ankle bracelet while he contemplated just how far he was willing to go, then smiled and began licking my foot like a dog on a bone.

I giggled. It tickled a little, and I was no more used to having my feet admired than Ricky had been his first time. But it was pleasant and arousing, and before too long I was really enjoying his actions. I had to remind him that we were running out of time, and he seemed disappointed when he finally moved up to return the oral favor I'd given him.

Ricky seemed especially into making love to my cock that day with his hot, wet, talented mouth, and I didn't last long. He gobbled down my cum like it was a delicious treat, then licked me clean from cockhead to my balls, and crawled up and fell down beside me.

"That was great," I sighed, "you're really good at that, you been practicing?" I teased.

"Nope, you're the only one I've ever done that with."

"I'm glad," I said kissing his nose, then his face, and finally his pouty lips. I tasted my own spunk there and my tongue invaded his mouth in search of more tasty pudding.

"I wish I didn't have to go," Ricky said once I'd broken the kiss.

"Hey, so do I, but we don't want to push things too far. We'll have time tomorrow before or after your driving lesson."

"Before," he quickly said, "I couldn't stand being in the car with you all that time if we don't do it first."

"Okay, and what do you have in mind for us to do?" I said kissing his neck and nuzzling his ear.

"Fucking...I mean making love. I want to feel you inside me again and I want to be inside you."

"Okay, but I'll have to use a condom again."

"That's fine, but I don't have to, right?"

"No, you can definitely make me pregnant tomorrow," I teased.

"Yeah, I'm gonna fill you up with my sperm," he laughed evilly.

"Great, but for now, we need to get cleaned up and get you home."

We peed and washed up in the bathroom, and as a precaution we brushed our teeth and used mouthwash. I had a spare toothbrush and I designated it as Ricky's from that day forth.

We arrived at his house about 6:45 and Mikey came rushing out of the house to greet us. 

"Can you come in for a while?" Mikey said hanging onto my arm.

"Yeah, come in," Ricky said, "you can say hi to mom and dad, and maybe they'll invite you to dinner,"  he said grinning.

"Yeah, stay and eat with us. We can play chess again," Mikey agreed.

"Well, it's up to your folks," I said easily. I'd already decided to say hi to the Williams rather than just drop Ricky off, if for no other reason than to make sure they were still okay with us getting together tomorrow. If more came of it than that, then so be it. I certainly had no plans.

"Mom, dad, I'm home," Ricky said, leading me back to the dining room where Mr.Williams sat reading a Newsweek magazine.

Mrs. Williams appeared from the kitchen and we exchanged greetings, and they asked how the chess had gone. Ricky and I had completely forgotten in the heat of the moment that we were supposed to be practicing chess, but we quickly recovered.

"Rob beat me, I don't see how Mikey keeps beating him, cause he's really good."

"You're a pretty good player, I had to work pretty hard after you took my Queen," I said, making up a little white lie, "but sometimes I play better without her."

"Not me, I need my Queen, but I still lost," Ricky said, continuing the fictitious game in his head," but at least I know not to do that again," he laughed.

"What are you up to this evening Rob, any plans?" Max asked me then.

"No, not really. I'll probably grab a burger or some pizza and watch TV or read."

"Nonsense," Mrs. Williams said, "you'll eat with us, and you boys can entertain each other."

"Yessss," Mikey pleaded, "Please Rob, stay, and we can play some more chess or any game you want."

"Well, if you're sure. I don't want to wear out my welcome," I said meekly.

"No danger of that," Mr. Williams said then, "we've come to think of you as one of the family," he chuckled.

"Thank you, I really enjoy spending time with you and your family," I said sincerely. Especially Ricky, I didn't add.

Dinner was homemade tacos and burritos and they were as delicious as the other two meals I'd eaten there. In addition there were chips and cheese dip and salsa, and for dessert there were chocolate chip and peanut butter cookies. I must confess, I was too full from dinner to eat much dessert, but I did have one of the chocolate chip cookies, and not surprisingly it was delicious.

As soon as the table was cleared, Mikey ran off to his room and returned a few minutes later with a Monopoly game. Surprisingly, the Williams asked if they could play too, and they played as a team against the three of us.

Mr. Williams was ruthless when it came to the game, and it was Ricky who finally won the game, but not till he'd bankrupted Mikey and I was down to my last one hundred dollars. It was fun, but I could see that the Williams family, from youngest to oldest were very competitive players. I wondered if that carried over into real life as well. I mean, I knew Ricky pretty well, but I'd never really had occasion to see that side of him till now.

After the game, I was hungry again, and the three of us boys grabbed some cookies and a soda and went off to Ricky's room. It was pushing nine by then, but nothing had been said about me needing to leave at any particular time, so I hung on, hoping for more time with Ricky.

"What's your apartment like?" Mikey asked, sitting at our feet while Ricky and I sat on his bed.

"It's cool," Ricky answered for me, and then he went on to describe it in detail.

I was impressed that he could remember all the details, and touched that he seemed to be as fond of the place as I was.

"I wish I could see it," Mikey hinted.

"Well, how about tomorrow after we eat we go up there and hang out till it's time to take you two home?'

"Yay," Mikey said happily.

Ricky didn't say anything, but the look on his face said he might not be as crazy about the idea as Mikey was, however I didn't think it was a big deal. After all, we couldn't do anything with Mikey along anyway.

Finally, around 9:30 I decided it was time to make my exit. I didn't want to wear out my welcome or overextend my visiting time, so reluctantly I said goodbye to everyone and headed to my car. I was almost there when Ricky came bursting out the door with something in his hand, and I paused to see what he had.

"Mom said to take these cookies," he said handing the bag to me.

"Oh, thanks. Tell her thanks. I can  have them for breakfast," I said grinning.

"With milk," he agreed, "well, goodnight. Today was great, and we still have tomorrow to look forward to."

"Yeah, call me when you get home from church and I'll be there in a flash. Well, goodnight boyfriend," I said smiling. I wanted so badly to pull him to me and kiss him right there in his driveway, but the thought of what would happen if anyone saw us far outweighed any benefits the kiss would provide.

"Goodnight, love you," he said one upping me.

I looked toward the house, and seeing no one in sight I took his hand, "I love you too. See you tomorrow, okay?"

"Yep, and I can't wait," he said leaning in and giving me a quick peck on the cheek, then running toward the house giggling. He turned to wave as I touched the spot on my cheek and smiled after him. I waved back and then he disappeared inside.  

************

"Sunday dawned bright and warm, unseasonably so for February, and I was up and dressed by ten or so. As good as the cookies sounded, I was hungry, and scrambled a couple of eggs and had toast and jelly before eating a couple of the cookies with a glass of milk.

I dressed in jeans and tee, then grabbed a light jacket, but I doubted I would need it. I puttered around the apartment, and finally just before noon the phone rang. It was Ricky saying he was ready, and in seconds I'd hung up and I was on my way.

Mikey came to the car to say hello and to remind me of my promise to pick him up later for dinner and to see my apartment. I assured him that I wouldn't forget, and he stood in the driveway waving as we drove away with Ricky at the wheel.

Despite Ricky saying he wanted to go to the apartment first, he seemed in no hurry as he drove up main street and then out to The Sonic to complete the loop. I smiled, but didn't say anything. He was a teenage boy, and what teenage boy didn't love cars and driving? I didn't deny him his fun, and eventually he'd had enough and drove us to my apartment. This time I had him park in back, and we climbed out and headed inside, laughing with nervous excitement as we climbed the stairs.

We were naked in minutes and making out in bed as we warmed up for the main event. I wanted Ricky badly, every inch of  him, and I'd already decided I was going to make love to him first. I began like last time, making love to his feet and fingering his bracelet, then moving up to nuzzle his balls and pay some attention to his pecker. However, I didn't linger there very long, and instead moved up and began planting kisses on his flat smooth stomach, then licking and sucking on his hard little nipples.

I kissed him deeply next, then growled for him to roll onto his tummy and I straddled him as I grabbed the condom I'd laid on the bed and rolled it on. Using a little baby oil this time, I massaged his back to relax him before applying some to his hole.

He opened up easily this time, and I could tell he was enjoying my fingers inside him. By the time I got up to three fingers he was begging me to fuck him, and I wasted no time fulfilling his wish. I grabbed a pillow, wrapped it in a towel, and had him lift his middle while I placed the pillow beneath him. Then lowering myself onto him, I positioned my dick at his entrance and slowly entered his hot tight guts.

I hissed as I bottomed out and he moaned his pleasure, pushing back against me as if trying to get more of me inside him. I moaned as I began to move slowly in and out, the feeling of his tight ass gripping my dick like a well oiled glove, sending shock waves throughout my body. Despite the condom, my dick seemed extra sensitive this time, and I had to pace myself so as not to come too quickly. 

 I alternated between propping myself up on my arms and pounding him, then laying atop him, nuzzling his neck as I made lazy circles with my hips and prolonging the experience. But eventually I became too heated, too desperate, and I began slamming him hard as I suspended my shaking body over his, our only contact the hot flesh of my cock and his heated anus.

With one last plunge, I began to come, then collapsed atop him and ground out my orgasm as my dick expelled spurt after spurt of hot sticky semen. When I was spent, I kissed and nuzzled Ricky's neck, affirming my love for him before pulling out and rolling onto my side.

"Oh wow," he said staring at the rubber, "you really filled that thing up."

"Yeah, I know...I thought I was gonna pass out, I came so hard."

"Let me help you," he said grabbing the rubber and carefully pulling it off. Instead of grabbing the towel to wipe me clean however, he brought his lips to my sticky pecker and began licking it clean, swallowing my cum, then licking his lips noisily.

"Hot," I said looking down at his bobbing head, "you just keep surprising me."

"That's good, right?"

"Yes, I love it, but when you get through there, it's your turn to do some love making."

"I think I got most of it," he said taking a towel and cleaning up the rest.

"How do you want me baby?"

"Hmm...on your belly, that felt really good for me. I like it that way a lot."

We swapped places, and Ricky took a little time oiling me up before working on my pucker. I opened up quickly, and in no time at all Ricky was slicked up and ready to enter me. He started out slow, grinding his crotch into my ass as his pecker slid in and out a little, then he lowered himself, rubbing his chest against my slippery back and enjoying the feel.

"Fuck me harder," I grunted, "I mean...make love to me hard."

"No, it's okay. I'm gonna fuck you this time. I still love you, but I want to fuck you, is that okay?"

"Yesss," I hissed, "Oh yes, fuck me, fuck me hard..."

He did just that, and for the next fifteen minutes Ricky rode me hard and fast, his balls slapping against my ass, the noise and smells of male sex filling the air.

"Oh shit, here it comes," he cried out as he rammed in deep. I felt his cock contracting and expanding as he pumped out his hot teenage seed, and it seemed like the orgasm went on for a long time.

When he finally settled down, he fell down on me and pressed his still hard cock deeply into me as he nuzzled my neck and ear. He laid there a long time, and eventually he began to move again, and I smiled when I realized that I was about to get fucked a second time.

I suggested we swap positions, and rolling onto my back I pulled my legs up and he quickly entered me again. This time we kissed and I worked my cock as he slowly fucked me. He took much longer this time to come, and there wasn't nearly as much spunk, but it was still enjoyable for both of us. Just before he came, I beat him to the punch, spurting a decent load onto my chest and stomach. My butthole tightened as I emptied my nuts, and that pushed Ricky over the edge, and we shared our near simultaneous orgasm together.

We cuddled a little afterwards, but eventually we showered and got dressed and did what we'd promised we were going to do, give Ricky some drive time. It was 3 by then, and we drove for the next couple of hours, in town and on the highway, but it was obvious Ricky was already a very experienced and skillful driver.

By the time we picked up Mikey, we were tired and hungry and ready for dinner. We ate burgers and fries at the Dairy Queen, laughing and talking the whole time, and I genuinely enjoyed having both the brothers there.

Afterwards, Ricky drove up to my apartment and we gave Mickey the grand tour. We'd been careful to clean up all signs of our earlier activities and I'd even made the bed and opened a window to air the bedroom out.

Mikey insisted we play a game of chess, and we sat at the little dining room table and played while Ricky watched, occasionally making a comment. This time I won, but just barely, and Mikey congratulated me and insisted on shaking hands. He might be competitive, but he was a good sport when he lost.

By then it was time to get the boys home, and again I let Ricky drive us. Mikey sat in the back, his head poked between our seats as he engaged us in a constant barrage of chatter. He was funny and smart, and a really cool kid, and I was fast growing attached to him. In fact I liked the entire Williams family, and I was glad they liked me too. I loved Ricky, and my being accepted by his family made it easier for our relationship to continue.

By the time we arrived at the Williams' house it was getting dark and the air had turned cold. Ricky climbed out and pushed the seat up so Mikey could get out, and I met them at the driver's side door. After saying goodbye and thanking me for dinner and for the chess game, Mikey ran inside, leaving me and Ricky to say our goodbyes.

"Wow, yesterday and today were so much fun," he said smiling, "I wish we could do that every weekend."

"Maybe not every weekend, but now that your folks are cool with us being friends, I'm sure we can get together occasionally."

"Yeah, I think so too," he said, "mom and dad really like you, and I'm almost jealous of Mikey. He's in love with you too," he joked.

"Aww, you know how little kids are?"

"He's not so little," Ricky said, "he has dick hair already," he chuckled.

"Oh, well.." I chuckled, "uh, just curious, is he as big as..."

Ricky laughed, "Well, I don't know what's normal for a kid his age, but I'd say he was pretty big down there."

"I thought so, must run in your family," I laughed.

"Well, that I don't know. I've never seen my dad's."

"Never? Well...since I never had a dad, I don't know how these things work."

"I should get inside," Ricky said moving a little closer.

"Yeah, I need to get home. Tomorrow it's back to work."

"Yeah, well, for me that's a good thing, cause I'll get to see you."

"Yeah, it gives me something to look forward to, that's for sure."

"Okay, well...see ya tomorrow," he said looking into my eyes longingly from only a couple of feet away.

"We should be careful..." I stuttered.

"Yeah," he said moving back a little, "I should get inside anyway."

"Okay, see you. Goodnight, love ya."

"I love you too. Goodnight and drive safely," he added grinning.

"Well, I don't have my chauffeur, but I think I'll get home okay," I joked.

He waved as I drove away then turned to go inside. A lot had happened in the last two days and there was a lot to think about, but things seemed to be going our way for the time being, and I was hopeful our luck would continue.

End Chapter 5

A special thanks to Michael in NY for his encouragement and help with ideas and editing. Get well soon buddy.

1-12-2021

A new Year, new hope, may the new year be better for us all.

I have updated my story list if you see any missing please let me know.

Other stories by Kewl Dad

* Denotes Series, rest are short stories

1. A Christmas for Joey

2. A Christmas With Nick
   

3. Accidental Dad*

4. Adolescent

5. Alex and Aidan*

6. Andy Tastes Like Candy

7. At the Dike*

8. Black Cock

9. Boy Glory Hole

10. Bullied

11. Christmas Boy

12. Christmas on the Street
    

13. CL Cock Sucker

14. Cory*

15. Corey's Scent

16. Cody's Christmas Wish

17. Dirt Bikes and Blowjobs

18. DMV Boy

19. Dougie's Story #Part 3 of a series

20. Emoji  (The Story of Joe)
    

21. The Family*

22. The Ginger and the Chub

23. Hair Salon Boys

24. Happy Valentine's Day Toby Grayson
    

25. I Heart You

26. Little Brother's Feet*

27. Lost in Fear*

28. Mars

29. McChicken

30. My Best Friend's Dad *Related story to My Son's Best Friends

31. My Not so Miserable Life

32. My Little Runaway #Part 1 of a series

33. My Son's Best Friends *Related series to My Best Friend's Dad

34. My 11th Summer*

35. One Night

36. Poindexter Files*

37. Pride-Pride
    

38. Rabbit: A Christmas Story

39. Rolo
    

40. Second Chance for Love

41. Six Black Boys*

42. Skateboard Boy*

43. Skateboard Christmas

44. Stranded on Christmas Eve
    

45. Sudden Family*

46. Taking a Chance on Love

47. The Year I Learned to Love my Brother (TYILTLMB)*

48. The Reynolds Twins*

49. Tommy Boy #Part two of a series

50. To the Max

51. Tracy*

52. Trailer Park Christmas
    

53. Trick or Treet Dress Up

54. Tween to Teen*

55. What a Dollar Will Buy

56. Wild Wild West Again
    

57. It's Amazing What Sex Can do for a Guy (as smoothoperator52)