Date: Fri, 19 Sep 2003 17:26:28 EDT
From: GCutter66@aol.com
Subject: The Pizza Boy

THIS STORY IS HOMOSEXUAL IN NATURE.
IT DEPICTS SEX ACT BETWEEN CONSENTING MALES.
IF YOU ARE UNDER THE AGE OF CONSENT IN WHICHEVER AREA
YOU MAY LIVE HIT THE BACK BUTTON.
YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED

This story was inspired by a picture of Joe Phillips (www.joephillips.com).
I tried to do it in American but gave up. Herewith the English version.

t/t (18 + 16)


GCutter66@aol.com for comments/criticism or just a chat.


THE PIZZA BOY


by


Gary Cutter


The rain was absolutely slashing down and I was gazing out of the window
bemoaning my pizza, no way was a guy (or gal) going to deliver tonight, no
way unless they were mad.

To put you in the picture; I live on the outskirts of Vale which is a
rather small English Market Town in Sussex not to far from Brighton on the
South Coast, the nearest pizza joint was about five miles away and I'd
phoned an order through about an hour previously. They normally deliver in
around half an hour but this time they'd let me down. I was stuck in my
parent's rather remote famhouse on my own and the rain was
abso-bloody-lutely bucketing down, it was like the end of the world. I was
starving I was also sexless but at that moment food was more important,
anyway, there was little chance of sex unless it be self inflicted if you
know what I mean. My parents were away for a long weekend with distant
relatives and not due back until the Monday evening. Jesus it was Friday
night, I could starve before then. I hate mucking around with food although
there was plenty in the house, my mother says that I'm bone idle, she could
be right. The trouble was that my little car was sitting out in the front
yard which was rapidly turning into a swamp and it had a flat, no way was
it getting fixed in the immediate future and no way was I getting to an
eatery at this time of night.

Hey, hey.

I'd just seen the single headlight of a moped or motorcycle coming down the
rainswept track, the delivery person must be some sort of a hero or
possibly an idiot. I rushed to the door and flung it open and then huddled
on the rainswept porch, the very least I could do would be to offer he or
she shelter for a bit. Any company for a short spell would be a bonus
although I wasn't really too fond of girls as you will gather in a bit.

'Jeez, some night.' The boy who'd got from his bike must have been around
sixteen or possibly seventeen and he was soaked, all the same he gave me a
broad grin which lit up his dark skinned face and made my heart do a little
flip ..... he was gorgeous. He presented me with a soggy pizza box and
stood expectantly scowling at the rain.

'Come in, come in,' I babbled unwilling to let the boy vision make a
getaway.

'I wouldn't mind.' Another grin The kid came into the hallway and removed
his helmet and shook his overlong black hair which needed a cut like a
dog. 'My, last delivery and it had to be out in the middle of nowhere.'

'Come in and dry out a bit,' I said hopefully. 'I'll sort you out some
cash.'

'No panic,' he gave another of his ready grins. 'I'll settle for a bit of
drying out first.' He watched me as I shut the door and then followed me
into our living room, what my mother called the lounge.

'Cor, it's nice and warm in here.' It should be, I had the fire going full
blast.

I was a bit surprised that he so readily entered a stranger's house but I
don't supposed I looked threatening, I certainly didn't look like a dirty
old man either.

Oh yeah. I forgot to mention that I'm eighteen myself and a full time
student, I was on a month's break and mainly stooging around the place
helping out my old man who repaired tractors and other farm machinery. He
was paying me a few quid here and there as I was in the usual student
situation ... broke. Another thing that I forgot to mention was that I was
gay and I did favour the younger types not that I'd managed to meet too
many in my short career. I wasn't a virgin I had some experience but very
little.

'Sit down, take your wet gear off. You can take your time, I'm on my own
for the weekend.'

'Mmm.' The dark haired boy looked at me again and grinned, another flash of
white teeth and he shed his leather jacket and spread it by the fire where
it immediatley began to steam.

'Wanna bit of pizza .... tea or coffee?'

'Yes to pizza and yes to coffee.' The kid seemed remarkably self confident,
at least a sight more than I would have been under similar
circumstances. 'Is my bike alright out there?' He added this as an
afterthought.

'Yeah, no probs. I don't think there'll be to many bike thieves around
tonight'. I unzipped the pizza and cut him off a generous portion, I then
tore of the top and presented it to him as a plate. 'Your boots look
soaked, take 'em off if you want.'

'You gotta be desperate for company,' the boy laughed as he tried to eat a
chunk of pizza and tried to unlace his tall boots at the same time, he
finished up putting his food and the lump of packing on the arm of the
chair and then knelt to unlace his boots. 'Do you normally invite strangers
into your home around eleven o'clock at night?'

'Only when it's pissing down with rain.' I took the opportunity to study
him as he crouched having trouble with his wet laces, he'd be better off
wearing the proper gear with buckles. He was a bit shorter than I was which
made him around five ten, he was probably about the same built which was
skinny to slender and he had a cute upturned nose and the most kissable
lips ever ..... and he seemed so self confident and that's what was
throwing me.

He got to his feet and held his wet boots as if wondering what to do with
them.

'I'm David Carter by the way. Put them by the fire but not too close.'

'I got your name on the ticket, pleased to meetcha David. I'm Andy, soggy
Andy.'

'Soon to dry out Andy,' I replied and after asking him how he liked his
coffee withdrew to the kitchen to make a couple of mugs. I tried to take a
peek at his crutch but he was wearing what seemed to be baggies and they
were almost black with the rain. I made the coffee and thought about my
unexpected guest, I felt lucky, it was only a feeling but he was just too
self assured, any other boy of his age would be off and running by now.

A few minutes later I returned with a tray, two mugs of black, cream and
sugar. He was hovering warming his bum by the fire as if he owned the
place.

'Sit down, Andy,' I settled on the sofa and put the tray on the floor
between us. 'How far you gotta go tonight?'

'The other side of Vale,' he bent over to claim a mug and slopped cream
into it followed by what seemed to be half a ton of sugar. I, of course,
oggled the back of his smooth neck which was barely visible through his
long hair. I'd decided it was black rather than dark brown, it was rather
sexy, I could imagine running my fingers through it and.... 'My jeans are
absolutely sopping,' Andy broke into my thoughts. I'd just been thinking of
planting a kiss on the back of his neck but caution told me that was a good
way to get a busted hooter.

'Yeah,' I looked at the fire, I'd lost the plot for the moment. He
stretched his legs out and his socks began to give off wisps of
steam. 'You're going to catch a good dose of 'flu unless you dry some gear
out,' I commented wanting to make the running but suffering a sudden attack
of nerves. Perhaps he was just a friendly kid, or even a bit dim, or maybe
I was just reading a bit more into his actions than I should.

'Can't sit here in my boxers can I.' Another flash of his trademark smile
and another flash of his beautiful nashers.

'How old are you, Andy?'

'Sixteen.'

'Old enough,' I smiled and got to my feet and went to the bathroom. I might
have overdone it there but it had been said and that was it. I collected a
clean bathtowel one of those huge things and returned.

He gave me a quick up and down look without the smile this time, there was
no response to my remark.

Feeling that I'd blown it I handed him the towel. 'You can spread your
jeans in front of the fire if you like.'

'You must be joking.' No smile just a stare, I noticed that he had the
darkest grey eyes, bluey gray in fact, like storm clouds.

'Upto you pal, you're the one with the soggy jeans.' I held my breath
waiting a miracle.

'Ah well, all boys together I suppose,' he looked at me still unsmiling and
placed his mug on the tray. The miracle happened he got to his feet and
stood away from the sofa and the fire. My eyes tracked him as he wrapped
the towel around his waist like a kid on the beach and fumbled with the
waistband of his jeans and they slowly dropped to the floor. What I saw of
his legs under the towel were beautifully smooth and I wondered if the rest
of his body was the same. I do like smoothies. Smoothies turn me on more
than somewhat. He clumsily spread his stiff jeans out by the side of the
fire still leaving our space clear. He sat back down and picked his cup up
again and I could even see the vertebrae of his spine through his
t-shirt. He's actually soaked right through to the skin, I thought as he
sat back and looked at me.

'How old are you, David?' A question right out of the blue.

'Er, eighteen.'

'Old enough,' Andy looked at me and laughed. I grinned stupidly as I felt
the tension vanish, things had taken a turn for the beter.

'You're t-shirt's wet as well.'

'I know.' Andy's voice had dropped and he stared at the fire. Suddenly he
put his mug down again and without another word tugged the damp garment off
over his head and flung it down with the rest of his gear. 'Happy now,' he
didn't look at me.

'Yeah,' I whispered. I was sitting alongside him but I could see he had a
quite muscular torso and silky smooth skin, he must have had a holiday as
he was quite nicely tanned. 'Do you have a curfew?'

'Nah,' he turned and looked at me, his smile was back. 'Now I'm working I
can stay out nights.'

If that wasn't an invitation I didn't know what was.

'Really?' I grinned.

'Really,' he mocked. 'Anyway, David .....' he looked at me with a slight
smile on his handsome face.

'Yeah,' I croaked. I felt my eyes drawn to his dark brown nipples as hard
as small currants just begging warm lips and a loving tongue.

'I'm half naked and you're done up like a dog's dinner.

'Problem solved.' As he watched I kicked off my shoes and tugged off my
socks. He continued to gaze at me as I pulled my sweatshirt off and dropped
it upon the floor. I looked at him barechested and smiled. 'I should reward
you for coming out in the rain.'

'I don't want money,' Andy replied almost indignantly. 'Just pay for the
pizza before I go.'

'I wasn't talking about money. Anyway, why go?' I quickly slipped to my
knees on the carpet in front of him and gazed at his smooth chest and the
hint of black pubics just peeking above the top of the towel around his
waist, the famous treasure trail. Was Andy going to play or wasn't he.

'What are you doing?' Andy looked down at me and conciously or not slightly
parted his legs.

'Rewarding you for being a good pizza boy.' I spoke softly as if coaxing a
small and nervous animal. I moved both hands one up each smooth leg under
the towel to grasp his knees.

'David,' Andy wailed but made no move to discourage me.

'Chill out, Andy,' I parted his legs even further causing the towel to ride
up. The darkness between his thighs welcomed me as I reached in and gently
grasped his heavy and super smooth scrotum, I softly and gently caressed
his sac and felt his limpness harden against the side of my hand.

'David,' Andy sighed but this time he relaxed and as I looked up his flat
belly I saw his eyes close and his head drop back. He was ready.

'Fantastic,' I was breathing heavily as I parted the towel displaying his
now hard penis jutting up onto his belly. He was uncircumcised but the
foreskin was fully retracted allowing his straining purple glans to gleam
in the firelight like an overgrown plum. This kid was Donkey Kong and he
was mine at least for the moment. He was big and I mean seriously big, I
was always a bit proud of myself and I was just slightly over six inches
but this lkid came in at seven plus and it was as hard as a rock. I grasped
the hot flesh and slowly moved my hand up and down.

'Daveee.' Andy made little fucking motions up into my hand.

'You OK with this?' I leant forward and nuzzled at his tight scrotum.

'You've got the soft touch,' Andy murmured without opening his eyes.

I didn't answer I just dropped my head again and licked the full length of
his straining shaft from balls to tip.

'Omigod.'

I sank my mouth over his spongy head tasting the slight flavour of precum
and savouring the texture of his smooth skin, now I'd trapped his young
maleness in my mouth I slipped my hands under his tight little boy bottom
taking each cheek in a hand and squeezed the firm flesh.

He groaned and lifted a little to allow me a better feel and began to
thrust up into my mouth a little more forcefully, he held my head and
stroked my floppy blonde hair, he seemed to be enjoying himself.

'Aaaah, Davee,' his hands played with my hair as I began to bob my head up
and down taking more and more of his huge cock into the back of my
throat. I squeezed his firm your buns hard and actually got his meat down
to my gag point and kept going now breathing through my nose. The sensation
was incredible, this was a first, I'd done a blow before but nothing as
intense as this. His hot meat stretched my jaw and the sensation of his
spongy glans which was now weeping precum slipping and sliding into my
gullet was absolute heaven.

'I'm gonna cum, I'm gonaaaa.........'

I drew off a bit just in time to receive spurt after spurt of his thick boy
spunk. Talk about protein, it was so incredibly thick and juicy as I
swallowed and gobbled he just spurted and splashed. Even as I pulled off
choking and spluttering he shot his final squirts onto my face. Delirious
with pleasure I milked his final drops and lapped his cock clean.

'Jesus, I've gone to heaven,' He grinned as I slipped back up alongside him
after wiping my face with my sweat shirt.

We sat by the fire and I draped my arm around his shoulder and nuzzled at
his slender brown neck. He turned his head slightly and I kissed his smooth
cheek. A little more and his lips met mine and we shared a tender kiss, he
must have tasted his own cum on my lips as his eyes went wide and suddenly
his tongue was at my lips and I opened my mouth to initiate our first
meeting of tongues. Our very first French kiss. We parted after long
moments gasping and flushed.

'You gonna throw me out now?' Andy whispered nestling closer making himself
comfortable.

'I'd rather sleep with you and make love all night long.'

'What ..... all the way?' He whispered.

'If you want to.'

'I've never done it before, I'm a bit of a virgin,' he smiled with just a
touch of embarassment. No way should a beautiful boy like this be a virgin
but if he was telling the truth I wanted to be the first to take him both
ways. I wanted to love him and for him to love me and I do mean all the
way.

'Beats a hand job.'

'I reckon,' Andy laughed softly and slipped down the sofa his head finding
it's way onto my lap and rested on my hardness which was getting painfully
stiff, I desperately needed to get my rocks off. I wanted him so much but
on his terms, I didn't want him to do anything he didn't want to.

'Shall I?' He smiled upwards as I ruffled his thick untidy hair.

'I'd love you to,' I gave a little prod up with my bulge into the side of
his face.

'I'd love to too, Scooby Doo.' he grinned broadly as he undid the top
button on my jeans and slowly slid the zip down. 'Mmm, a biggie,' he
slipped his hand into my fly and grasped my erection through the thin
material of my boxers rubbing up and down, my glans was leaking and the
material was getting wetter and slimier.

'Teaser,' I groaned, I was on the verge of popping my cork.

'No I'm not,' he gave a little boy giggle as he awkwardly fumbled my aching
erection into the light of day or should I say the firelight. 'You're
dribbling,' he said accusingly and then without any foreplay took my oozing
knob between his sweet lips. As he slowly began to suck and move his head
up and down I kissed his thick hair and gazed down at his beautifully brown
back and the pert buns I could just imagine plundering and ravishing. I
stroked his smooth shoulders as his head continued to move up and down on
my slippery flesh bringing me to the inevitable climax.

'I can't hold it,' I groaned as his head moved faster.

'Mmmmmpfh.'

'Andeeeee,' I thrust up hard and held his head tight. I could feel him
choking and swallowing but I was past it. My cock throbbed and pulsed, a
burning heat shot up my shaft and I groaned with sheer and absolute
pleasure as I felt spurt after spurt of my thick creamy semen splash into
his throat and mouth. Long slippery and passionate seconds later it was all
over.

'You bastard,' Andy spluttered with cum on his lips and chin. 'You nearly
suffocated me.'

'Sorry, baby, I got carried away.' I flopped back on the sofa.

'Sorry ..... I bet,' Andy mocked and then surprisingly gave me his
beautiful smile again. 'Poof.'

To my amazement he dipped his head onto my flaccid spunk stained penis and
softly lapped at the pearly overflow.

'Tastes quite nice,' he took the limp mass into his mouth and sucked it
clean. I took the opportunity to wrestle around whilst he cleaned me and
clasp his smooth and now slightly sweaty buns, we finished up in front of
the fire a giggling and laughing heap of arms and legs, needless to say my
jeans and boxers got lost in the process. 'You are a sexy old man you
know.'

'I'm eighteen, I laughed and parted his legs gently playing with his
hairless ballbag, his penis was coming back to life and was stretching up
his muscular boy's belly.

'Alright,' Andy sighed. 'Sexy young old man then.'

'You staying the night?' I kissed the tip of his glans and prayed for the
answer I wanted.

'Looks that way,' Andy gently forced my head down onto his jutting boyhood.

'Bed then,' I moved up his body and gave one nipple a lick and a swift
nip. 'I want that big thing of yours in me .... as soon as you've got some
energy back.'

'Slag,' Andy chortled gleefully. 'Energy's a go-go,' he waved his
reawakened penis in my general direction.

'And then I want you.'

'We'll see,' Andy's grin rapidly disappeared. 'I don't want you hurting
me.'

'I wanna love you, not hurt you.' I played it cool not wanting to lose the
moment, I was so hard for him I would do anything to possess him body and
soul. We stood for a long moment by the flickering fire and I stepped over
and switched off the light. 'What'dya reckon, kid?'

'Give it a go I suppose,' he flashed his white toothed grin at me again.

For some reason I grabbed my spunk stained sweat shirt and covered my
genitalia whist he modestly draped his towel around his middle and I led
the way.

'Bathroom's over there,' I pointed out the room which happened to be
opposite my bedroom.

'Where are your people?'

They won't be back until Monday night and they've promised to call if they
leave early,' I grinned at him. 'They don't want to embarass me and catch
me shacked up with a girl.'

'Small chance and no chance,' Andy laughed. 'Nice big bed,' he tried to
hang onto his towel as I tossed my shirt away and grappled him onto the
bed. The touch of his warm smooth body was like an injection of a powerful
aphrodisiac, I was head over heels for a sixteen year old pizza boy. God
help me. I knew the UK law had changed and that sixteens could have
homosexual relationships but there were so many amendments to the law that
it was a minefield. I was at the stage that I didn't give a toss for the
law, I just wanted Andy in my bed.

I lay on the bed and cuddled him he stroked my body like I was his pet dog
but I was a pet dog with a raging stiffy, I needed more sex and by the look
of him, so did he.

'Christ, I'm so hard,' Andy whined and humped his outsized organ against my
thigh. Praise the Lord for randy sixteen year old boys. 'So hard,' he
repeated as he gently humped and nuzzled at the base of my throat like a
baby vampire. (That's what you get reading Anita Blake books).

'Is that a hint,' I whispered reaching for the bedside drawer. I know what
you want,' I pulled the drawer slowly open.

'What?' He continued to nuzzle, he didn't see me reach for the pot of
Pond's Cream. I would have kept KY around but my mother was a bit nosy, I
had to be careful. 'What's that?' He'd obviously heard and felt me unscrew
the pot with one hand and leapt when I grasped his meat with an oily hand.

'Jeeesus, that's cold,' he rolled onto his back as I massaged his hot cock
until the glans was purple and swollen trying to reach the ceiling. 'You're
going to make me come again.'

'In me,' I whispered and brushed his lips with mine. I reached behind and
annointed my pucker. I was a bit nervous about this as the only sex I'd had
I'd been the top not the bottom and now it was change around time, I so
wanted this boy's hot cock in my belly, I fucking well craved it, I was
like a desperate old tart wanting boy meat ..... and as sure as fuck I was
going to get it.

'Keep this up and I'm going to spunk again.'

'Not just yet,' I knelt up and straddled his prone body knees either side
of his beautiful chest, I fingered his hard nipples with my oily fingers
and let hid do what must come naturally to any male in that situation. He
held his big oily organ by the base and held it upright straining for the
target he as a vigin sensed it needed, my sphincter and my body.

'Go on,' Andy whispered as he felt my body gradually lover and his penis
slip off one cheek and then slide between.

'Yeah,' I sighed as I dropped a little bit more. I felt his plumlike glans
push at my pucker and then a brief pain as it opened and his hot cock
jerked into my love tunnel.  'Aaaah,' I groaned half in pain and half in
pleasure. That was the hard bit, I clamped my cheeks and ever so slowly
allowed a bit more inside before starting a gentle rocking admitting more
and more of his firm young boyhood into my body.

'Aaah, David,' Andy smiled as he gently pumped upwards and I slowly
descended. It was like a choreographed dance, both gently and slowly
moving, both aiming for a complete union of our bodies and then......

He must have had about half of his organ in when he started to move faster
and I was beginning to get that buzz.

'Go for it, Andy,' I bent forward and kissed him savagely. 'Side and on
top.'

He looked puzzled as I rolled onto my side and took him with me and then
understanding dawned, with a grin he rolled on top. Who said that this act
was unnatural, with a jerk he slid deep into my belly and my knees were
upto my chest, he'd assumed the position, nobody had taught him, it just
came naturally.

'Fuckin' amazing,' he slowly stirred his outsized erection in my belly.

'Make love to me, Andy.' I pulled his head down for a kiss. 'Fuck me
silly.'  How's that for love chat.

He kissed me hard and long and started to thrust his hot cock deep into my
belly each thrust a small pleasure leading to the bigger one to come.

'You are tasty,' Andy gave me a sweaty smile as he started to corkscrew as
if trying to explore every nook and cranny of my inside body.

'You are bloody beautiful,' I slid my legs down onto his moving back and
then onto his trim waist.

'Yes, yes, yes,' Andy pounded as if he was trying to loosen my teeth, if
this was his first time, he was a natural. I lay there with a soppy grin on
my face and let him do the work I just pigged out on pleasure. I wanted to
do this again and again.

'Harder, harder,' I managed to moan before his lips crushed gainst mine and
hit hotly wet tongue forced it's way into my mouth. I could feel he hadn't
got long to go, I reached down with one hand and lightly stroked his
scrotum, it was tight and hard, he was about to come. His meat felt like an
oiled bar as it slipped in and out and it seemed to be growing, I thought
the bloody thing was going to burst out of my mouth.

'Jeez,' I'm gonna come,' he gasped for air and sweat flew from his
forehead. I'M CUMMING !!!. He almost yelled as he thrust hard and
incredibly deep for the last time.

'Oh, my Gawd,' I moaned with total and absolute pleasure as I felt his firm
young cock seem to stiffen even further, swell and pulse in my body pumping
jet after sticky jet of sweet thickly white boy spunk. I swore I could feel
it splash inside me, I could certainly feel his movements get slower and
easier as his hot shaft was coated with his semen easing the final
strokes. 'That was so good,' I dropped my legs and kissed him gently as he
slowly slid free. I felt his slippery organ slide between my legs as he
flopped alongside and turned to face me.

'That was so good,' he raised one knee and placed it on my own
hardness. 'That was my first time,' he whispered rather proudly.

'You did well,' I turned to face him and my hardness poked his cum stained
crotch, he must have spent a gallon, he was covered in the stuff. 'No more
hand jobs, eh?'

'Not if I can see you more often,' he whispered.

'What time you got to go to work tomorrow?'

'I've got the weekend off.'

'What about the pizza money?'

'The last call's always part of the wage,' he grinned at me and kissed me
on the nose. 'You can't get rid of me that easy.'

'I don't want to, baby,' I looked at him earnestly and kissed him fully on
his sweet lips. 'I don't want to get rid of you ever.'

'Good,' he snuggled up and closed his eyes. 'You gonna do me?' I barely
heard his quiet voice.

'Are you a virgin.'

'Course not, I've just fuc...... oh, back there you mean?'

'Yeah.'

'I've been saving it for you,' he gave me a desperately earnest look and
then his familiar grin. 'Of course I'm a virgin, I'm not a slapper you
know.'

'Do you want to give it a go?'

'With you I do. I've had my fun, it's your turn.' He looked at me again
with the earnest look but this time I felt it was genuine.

'We both had fun and we're both going to have fun again,' I gave him
another kiss, I just couldn't stop myself tasting his sweet lips. 'Let me
lead and stop me any time you want, OK.'

'I trust you.'

I smiled, that's what I wanted to hear. I nudged him over onto his back and
then again onto his tummy. I gazed at his beautiful little boy bottom, it
was whiter that the rest of his body but not the unhealthy paleness of some
people. I kissed one firm cheek and then the other, I then knelt up and
nudged his legs apart with my knees and bent over, I slowly ran my tongue
the full length of his crack and felt him quiver beneath me.

'Relax,' I reached for the Ponds and then slipped and oiled finger between
his little buns. Jesus, he had an bum like a ten year olds not that I
studied ten year old boy's bottoms you understand. I'd like to but they
have these silly laws.


'Oooh,' his body trembled and he clutched the pillow, I think he was
expecting me to charge in like a troop of cavalry or something. Not me, I
wanted this to be gentle and caring. I was making love to this boy not
raping him. I stroked my oiled finger over his warm pucker, I could feel
his heat as I slowly slipped one finger into his most private place.

He flinched but almost immediately relaxed as my finger slipped inside and
began to explore.

'Feels funny,' he squirmed a little and gave a little pump upwards. 'Little
innit?'

'Don't tempt me,' I warned as I blew his scruffy hair aside and kissed his
sweaty neck. 'That's my fist and you're as slack as a yak.'

'You into bestiality then?' He laughed into the pillow as I punished him by
probing in deep finding and then stroking his prostate through the thin
membrane of his inside. 'Jeeez,' his body quivered. I think I'd hit the
spot.  'Oh, my God,' he mumbled into the pillow as I slowly slipped my
finger free.

He lay there silent probably wondering why I'd stopped.

As two oiled fingers slipped between his cheeks he clamped but then
relaxed, he really was trying.

'Aaaah.' This time I heard a little pain.

'You OK with this?'

'I'm alright, don't stop.' Yet again he gave a little push up onto my
probing fingers and I dug deep and began to move in and out of his ring
stirring and relaxing the main muscle, easing him for the main
event. 'That's nice,' he gave a small laugh and pushed up harder than
before. This time I went all the way, my fingers were deep inside oiling
and moving in and out. I was so hard I couldn't hold off any longer.

I knelt up and liberally coated my aching hardness from the oily tub and
leant forward, my slippery gland parted his soft cheeks. For the last time
he tensed up and then relaxed.

'Don't hurt me,' he whispered.

A love rage is like a killing rage I suppose. You just can't stop
yourself. It took all my willpower not just to ram in deep and hard and
fuck like a bunny but that would have cost. It would cost the trust he had
in me and it would cost any relationship I hope to develope for the future.

'Love your body, love your heart and love your soul,' I whispered as I
gently took his cherry. I took his virginity in one slow slide into heaven.

'Soppy sod,' he giggled and then tensed as I entered him and then like a
good lover relaxed. I placed my forearms either side of his torso and kept
my weight off him as I slolwly moved in and out relaxing his ring and
penetrating deeper and deeper into his welcoming warmth.

'God, this is fantastic.' I started to move faster.

'Do me from the front next time,' he mumbled into the pillow and pushed his
bum up onto my advances. 'All the way, Dave.'

I grinned as I took this boy all the way, 'next time' sounded good, I kept
it slow and steady sinking into his body deeper and deeper and now he was
pushing up until he was almost in a doggy position and I was losing the
final bit of finesse I had. I was shafting him deep and hard and he was
loving it, groaning and moaning as he pushed his firm young buns back
against my rampaging cock.

'I'm gonna cum, I reached around and felt his boyhpood. Jesus, he was as
hard as a rock ..... again. I humpled and thumped against his taut young
buttocks and clumsily wanked his hot cock, for Christ's sake he'd only come
fifteen minutes before. I felt the familiar heat rising but this time it
was different, it was painfully hot and as it surged up my shaft it seemed
to burn and then the blessed relief as it surged and splattered into his
willing bum.

He wriggled back and giggled, I felt my hand suddenly become sticky, he'd
done his own mini cum. I slowly pumped into his cum filled tunnel, I dunno
how many times I'd spurted and squirted into his sweet boy fanny but I
could feel the slippery stickiness between my belly and his buns, he was
flooded.

He groaned as if in pain and twitched as I ran my spunk covered hand over
his cockhead it must have been so sensitive it hurt.

'Lie down, lie down,' I soothed him as I continued to slowly pump in and
out of his soft bottom, I wanted to stay there forever.

'Alright was I?' he grinned over his shoulder and my lips met his in an
uncomfortable kiss.

'You were perfect, babes,' I slowly slid free of his body and felt my
juices on my limpening penis and on his smooth legs.

'Bit of a mess, innit?' He grinned tiredly and snuggled up close. 'The old
boy came like a tap.' I didn't know if he was referring to me or my
equipment.

'Be messier by the time I've finished with you.'

'Promises, promised,' he giggled. 'What time do you want me to go
tomorrow?' He was back to being serious.

'I don't.' I looked at him and smiled. 'Stay the weekend, you can help me
with a flat tyre.'

'I thought you wanted my body,' he grinned. 'A flat tyre'll cost you two
fucks.'

'Did you say two bucks or two fucks, I'll pay anyway,' I snuggled up
happily to my boy. 'Can you stay Sunday?'

'Love to but you'll probably have to call an ambulance Monday morning.'

'A long as you call a hearse for me.' We lay there and giggled like a
couple of schoolkids.

'I'll do the breakfast in the morning,' he kissed me. 'I'm shagged I need
to sleep,' he gave me a goodnight kiss and rolled over.

'Hey,' I shook his shoulder. 'You can cook?'

'I love cooking,' he mumbled. 'I'm trying to get on a course for a trainee
chef in town.'

'Glory be,' I hugged him. In bed with a sexy little would be chef, could
life get any better and he could change tyres too. 'We'll have to get
married,' I spoke without thinking.

'We are,' he turned to look at me, he'd clearly given up on sleep for the
moment and he was going to come out with something, although tired his
trademark grin was back on his face. 'My name's Carter you know. Andrew
Christian Carter.'

'I don't believe it,' I sounded like Victor Meldrew.

'True,' he gave me a long lingering kiss. 'Check my licence in the
morning.'

'Think of all those dirty weekends in obscure country hotels. The brothers
Carter.' I kissed the back of his neck for the last time, he wasn't the
only one feeling tired. 'Goodnight bro.'

'Goodnight wife,' he mumbled.

'Husband.'

'Wife.'

'Husband.' My prick was only half hard but I managed to get it between his
cheeks as he laughed and tried to fight me off. Once again his delicious
warmth claimed me as my meat pierced his pucker. 'Husband.' I started to
move in and out, it was getting harder.

'Husband,' he agreed and pushed back onto my body. 'For the time being.'




						THE END


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