Date: Tue, 7 Jun 2016 15:28:43 -0400
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Subject: Fireman's Son, Chapters 1 and 2

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Fireman's Son
Chapter One
Tony in the Locker Room Showers

	My dad's a fireman.  In fact, he's the captain in charge of the
neighborhood firehouse.  He's a big, tough man, six-three, two hundred and
twenty pounds of hard muscle, and hairy.  Ever since I was a little kid,
I've been fascinated by his hairy body.  At fifteen, I know that hairy
masculine men turn me on.  But I also like to look at the guys my age in
the locker room, walking around with their cocks and balls flopping around,
and sometimes I have to hide a hardon, but it's Coach Thomas who really
gets my balls boiling.  I've played around with a few of my buddies.  You
know, grabbing ass and crotch.  A few times, a couple of us have jacked off
together.  My best friend, Jim, and I get together pretty regularly for
mutual masturbation sessions.  But that's all I'd ever done until that day
in September when I was taught about man-sex by Tony.
	Tony Alvoretti was a nineteen-year-old senior.  He got held back a
couple of times, so he was the oldest guy in our high school.  He was dark
and good-looking.  I'd seen him in the locker room, strutting around,
giving everyone a good look at his hot bod and big dick.  His chest, belly,
and legs were covered with dark, curly hair and his cock and balls were the
biggest I'd ever seen.  They were bigger even than my dad's, and Dad has a
really big dick.
	One day, Coach, who also teaches American History, made me run
twenty-five laps after school because I'd been fucking off during class.
Twenty-five laps really wasn't much punishment, because I was in really
good shape, mostly just natural.  I guess I inherited healthy genes from
both my parents.  As I said, my dad is a big man, his body bulging with
hard muscles.  He lifts weights down at the fire station where he lives
full time in seven-day shifts with three days off duty at home.  He and I
have a good relationship.  In his free time he always plans things for us
to do together.  We go to sports events, play touch football with other
dads and boys my age, and sometimes go on camping trips, hiking and
fishing.  I was already 5'8' and my body was hard and muscular, not big
muscles, I didn't work out like Dad, but just the muscles a guy gets from
playing hard at a lot of sports.  I especially enjoyed contact sports,
although I was too young to be on any school teams.  The rough contact with
other guys, especially older guys and my dad, his friends, and the fathers
of my buddies, really turned me on.
	When I got back to the locker room that day, everybody was gone
except Tony, who was working out on the Nautilus machine.  "Coach Thomas
had to get home to his old lady and he asked me to lock up after you got
in," he said as I started to peel out of my sweat-soaked shorts and tee
shirt.  "I figured I'd just wait and shower with you."
	I couldn't believe it!  Here I was in the locker room all alone
with the sexiest guy in school and he was going to take a shower with me.
Like I said, I've seen him naked, but just brief glimpses in the locker
room when our being in there overlapped.  I'd never been in the showers at
the same time with him.  I wondered if I would be able to keep my cock from
getting on bone.  I doubted it!  I could feel it already on the rise as
Tony leaned against the lockers, watching me strip.  When I was down to my
jockstrap, he started pulling off his own sweaty tank top and gym shorts.
He sat down on the bench to take off his shoes.  I just stood and stared at
him.  He stood up and peeled off his jock, giving me a full view of his
enormous cock hanging over his bull balls.  It looked like it must have
been at least a foot long.  He reached down and gave his hairy ballbag a
careless scratch.
 	"Hurry up Andrews.  I don't have all day," he growled.  I turned
slightly away from his gaze and stripped off my jock and kicked off my
running shoes.  When I turned toward him, he was still standing,
absentmindedly playing with his cock and balls.  "You've got a nice body,
Andrews," he said, smiling.  "Looks like your cock's growing pretty good,"
he said with a wicked grin.  Yeah, my cock was growing, growing hard!
	He turned and headed for the showers and I stood, frozen, watching
his hairy ass as he walked away from me.  I quickly grabbed my towel and,
holding it in front of me, followed him, my cock hard and sticking out from
my belly.
	By the time I got into the shower room, Tony already had two
adjoining faucets turned on and he was bent over soaping his hairy legs,
his back to me.  I could see the end of his cock and his big hairy balls
hanging down between his legs and his dark-furred ass was pulled slightly
apart so I could see into the dark valley of his crack.  "Come over here,
Andrews.  You can soap my back for me," he said over his shoulder in a
voice of command.  I hung my towel on the peg and walked over, praying that
he wouldn't look around and see my jutting boner.  He reached back and
handed me the soap without looking.  "Scrub it rough and hard.  Work my
back muscles real good, I gave `em a hard workout on the machine."  I
stepped up to him and began rubbing the bar of soap over his upper back.
"Rub harder. Give those muscles a good rubdown.  That's better," he said as
I really started rubbing hard.  "Go down.  Work the small of my back.  Oh,
that's good.  You've got strong hands for a young punk.  Go down farther.
Knead my ass.  Make it feel good.  Yeah, that's it, really get your hands
around that ass," he growled as I squeezed and rubbed his hair-covered
butt.  "Now, get down on your knees and massage my legs and thighs.  They
really need it."
	I knelt down behind him and started working on his right ankle,
working up his calves and onto his beefy, muscular thighs.  I repeated the
massage on his left leg.  I let me hands slide up in between his legs into
his crotch.  My fingers touched his scrotum, barely caressing the crinkly,
hair-covered skin.  He didn't react to my exploring fingers except it
seemed he opened his thighs a little for me.  My cock was hard as a rock
and sticking straight out in front of my crotch.  I couldn't believe I was
getting to rub and feel him up like this.  I'd never thought about
specifics regarding my attraction to other guys.  When Jim and I, or any of
my other buddies, jacked off, we only touched one another's cocks, never
other parts of our bodies.
	Then Tony turned around and I was staring straight into the piss
hole of his huge, hard cock!  "Here's another muscle that needs some
attention.  How `bout it Andrews, you wanna massage my love muscle?  It
looks like you're pretty worked up just playing with my ass and balls," he
said glancing down at my crotch.  "You want to wrap those soft, strong
hands `round my fuckstaff?" he asked with a grin on his handsome face.
"Come on, kid, reach up there and make ole Tony's joystick feel good.  I
know you want to.  I've seen you looking at me and the other guys in the
locker room.  I've even seen you scoot out hiding a hardon.  I don't mind.
I need a nice young punk to take care of me sometimes.  I need to shoot my
load more times than I can get a piece of snatch to shoot it into.  There
are other things just as good as pussy and better than my hand to fill with
my sex-juice."
	While he was urging me on, I was reaching up to grasp his big cock
in both hands and squeeze it.  "That's right.  Squeeze that big dong.  Pump
it.  You know how, don't you?  You jack off?  Well do it to me the same
way."  I started running my hands up and down the hard shaft of his
throbbing cock.  As my palm closed over the big head, I felt it fill with
the slick pre-cum that was pouring out of the slit at the end.  My face was
only inches away from the head.  As I slicked my hands back down the shaft,
Tony thrust his hips forward, slamming against my lips.  Without thinking,
I opened my mouth and let the big head slide in.
	"Yeah, that's it.  Open up and take that cock in your sweet mouth.
I knew you were a cocksucker," he said as he pressed forward.  I opened my
jaws as wide as I could and let the steel-hard shaft enter deeper and
deeper until the head was battering at the entrance to my throat.  "Relax
and let it in.  Swallow that big cock, baby.  Tony's about ready to fill
that hungry belly of yours with a big load of his man-juices.  You want
Tony's hot cum shooting down that pretty throat of yours, don't you?"
	I could only shake my head yes.  My mouth was too full of cock to
answer.  Tony grabbed the back of my head and shoved his cock all the way
in, pressing my nose into the forest of thick, curly dark hair growing at
its base.  I thought I was going to pass out from lack of air as I gagged
on the huge invader.  My eyes were watering and snot was pouring out my
nose as his big ramrod battered its way past the entrance to my throat.  He
held me tightly against his belly as his body tensed up and, raising
himself up on his toes, he shouted: "Here it comes, baby.  Drink down
Tony's load.  Suck me!  Suck me!  Work those throat muscles!"
	Suddenly, I felt his cum blasting into my throat.  I swallowed as
quickly as I could, but it welled up into my mouth and poured out of my
stretched lips.  Tony pulled back slightly and the last couple of spurts
shot into my mouth, bathing my tongue with the warm, salty-tasting nectar.
As his cock finally stopped shooting, he pulled out completely and leaned
back against the wall, panting.  I slumped down onto the floor, only then
realizing that my stomach and groin were covered with my own hot load.
	After a few seconds, Tony reached down and pulled me to my feet.
"That was great, Andrews.  I see you shot your load, too. You're a swell
cocksucker, baby.  I'm gonna be coming back for more of that hot mouth of
yours."  We quickly rinsed off and headed back to our lockers to dry off
and dress.
      As we were leaving, Tony commented that I must have had a lot of
practice to be so good.  I told him that I had never sucked cock before,
that I had only jacked off with a couple of my buddies.  He wouldn't
believe me at first, but I finally convinced him.  "Well, you're a natural,
kid.  If your mouth was cherry, your ass must not have been plugged yet
either," he said, reaching down the grab my ass and give it a good, hard
squeeze.  "If it wasn't so late already, I'd lay claim to that sweet cherry
ass-pussy of yours right now, but that'll have to wait `til next time," he
said as we went out the door.  As he locked up, he said, "It's really later
than I thought.  I'll give you a ride home, kid."
	"Gee, thanks," I said, excited to be able to spend a little more
time with this hot macho stud who had just initiated me into mansex.  I
knew I was going to want more and hoped he was going to give it to me.  As
a matter of fact, on the way home, I reached down and unzipped his pants
and pulled out his fat cock and balls.  After a token objection, he let my
lower my head onto his lap to lick his hairy ballsac and suck on his
semi-hard dick like a calf on its mother's teat all the way to my house.
It was soon hard and ready.  We stopped in front and he shot his second
load into my hungry mouth.  "Tomorrow," he said as I got out of the car,
"meet me after school.  I'm gonna break in that cherry ass."
	When I got in the house, Dad was sitting in his favorite chair,
reading the newspaper.  He was wearing only boxer shorts and a white tee
shirt.  His big, muscular, dark-haired arms were bare and tufts of hair
were showing around the collar of his shirt.  As I looked stealthily at my
sexy dad with a new awareness of his attraction for me, I saw dark hair
showing through the slightly open fly of his shorts.  Mom was in the
kitchen, fixing supper.  I stood staring as he reached down and, sticking
his hand in the fly, scratched his balls and rearranged his cock.  When he
took his hand out, the fly was gaping open even more and I could see the
thick root of his big cock.  "Where've you been so late, son," he asked.  I
told him the coach had made me run laps after school, not taking my eyes
off the tantalizing glimpse of what was hidden in his shorts.  He just
chuckled, remembering his own prank-filled schooldays.
	"The coach had to get home, so he had Tony Alvoretti wait for me to
lock up and Tony gave me a ride home."
	"Tony Alvoretti, isn't his dad on the police force?"
	"Yeah, I think so."
	"Yeah, Ray Alvoretti.  We used to be buddies before we got married.
I haven't seen much of old Ray in a long time.  I ought to look him up.  We
had some good times together in the old days."
	I went up to my room to study until supper was ready, but ended up
jacking off, just thinking about my dad and his big cock downstairs and
about sucking Tony's dick and his promise that he was gonna fuck me and
take my cherry the next day.

Chapter Two Tony Busts a Cherry at the Cabin

	The next day at school I couldn't concentrate on my classes.  All I
could think about was Tony and his big dick and the fact that I was gonna
have it shoved up my virgin ass when school was over.  On my way to fourth
period history class, I passed by Tony and three other seniors, the captain
of the football team and two basketball players, talking in the hall.  He
called to me: "Hey, Andrews, come over here."  I stopped dead in my tracks
and went over to the group of older guys.  He pulled me into the group, his
big hands on my shoulders.  "This is my new little buddy.  I want you guys
to watch out for him.  Don't let him get into any trouble," he said pawing
my shoulders, a big smile on his face.  The others grinned and nodded their
agreement.  I felt myself blushing furiously, feeling Tony's hard crotch
pressing into my back and the heat of his hands squeezing my shoulder and
neck, sure that his friends knew what he meant when he called me his
"little buddy."
	"Don't forget this afternoon.  I'll see you in the parking lot," he
said giving my shoulder a final squeeze as I left to run to class.  As I
left, I heard him say, "Take a look at that sweet ass, guys.  I'm gonna
break it in good after school."  His pals laughed and I heard a low whistle
before I got out of earshot.  I was the last one to make it to the
classroom.  I managed to take my seat just as the bell rang.
	It was American History and Coach Thomas looked at me with a scowl
as I slid into my desk.  He started into the lesson and my mind began to
wander.  The skin of my shoulder and neck still burned from Tony's rough
caresses.  My mind went back to the day before and visions of his hard,
muscular hairy body and his big cock fucking into my mouth and down my
throat.  I could feel my dick leaking pre-cum, anticipating the fucking I
was going to get after school.  I wondered where he would take me to break
in my cheery.  Would it be the locker room?  Or under the stands at the
football field?  Or the baseball dugout?  Or maybe we'd go out by the lake
where he probably took his girlfriends to fuck?  I tried to imagine what it
would feel like to have that monster cock rammed up my butt.  I was so
inexperienced that I had never had anything up my ass except my finger
sometimes when I jacked off.  I'd never even thought about trying to shove
anything else up there.  I wished I had gotten some practice, using a
candle or cucumber or something so I would know what to expect.  I never
even thought about it hurting.  I just knew that I wanted Tony to make me
his boy by taking my cherry and fucking my pussy ass.
	"Andrews!  Where the hell are you!  What the hell are you dreaming
about?"
	I was shocked out of my reverie by Coach Thomas' demanding voice.
I looked up and found myself staring directly into his bulging crotch.  He
was standing right up next to my desk.  I could have moved my head just a
few inches and had my mouth pressed against the front of his trousers.
"Uh!  Sorry, Coach, I was thinking about something at home," I lied,
looking up into the scowling face of the man I had often had sexual
fantasies about.  Now that I knew what man-sex was really like, my desire
for the dominating older man who stood over me was greater than ever.
  	"Am I gonna have to make you run laps again after school today,
Andrews?"
	"Oh, no, sir.  Please, sir, I'm sorry.  I'll pay attention.  My dad
will kill me if I get punishment two days in a row," I lied further,
knowing that Dad would probably just shrug it off, but desperate not to
miss my "date" with Tony.  "I promise I'll pay attention."
	"Well, see that you do.  Anymore and I'll have you in my office
after school and you'll be doing sit ups, pushups and running laps until
you can't stand," he said as he returned to the front of the class and
continued with the lesson.
	If it hadn't been for Tony, nothing could have made me happier than
to be kept in and punished by the coach.  The thought of being dominated by
that big hunk of a man and carrying out his orders almost sent me back into
my fast-expanding fantasy world.  My mind began to picture the coach, in
his gym shorts and tee shirt, his whistle hanging around his bull neck, his
muscles bulging, the hair covering every exposed part of his body, and his
bull-cock and balls straining to burst out of their confinement, standing
over me astride my legs, counting as I stretched out naked at his feet
doing sit ups.  I jerked myself back to the reality of the classroom, not
wanting anything, even such an exciting fantasy, to endanger my upcoming
further initiation into the world of man-sex and submission to the dominant
male.
	Finally, school was over.  As the bell rang for last class, I
quickly gathered up my books and headed for the door.  My best buddy, Jim
Evans, who I had come closest to having real sex with, stopped me at the
door.  "My folks are gone to see my grandmother.  How `bout coming over and
we could mess around some," he said with that sexy grin of his.  I knew
what he meant by "messing around" and any other time I would have been
eager to accept his invitation.  Jim was a year older and he was bigger
than me and more developed.  His dick was bigger than mine and his balls
were huge and his bush was lots thicker than mine.  The coarse dark hair
running down the inside of his thighs and up in a line to his navel really
turned me on.  He was captain of the junior varsity and, with what I had
learned yesterday, I had already determined that I was going to carry our
messing around to a higher level.  I was sure I could get Jim to go along.
He was always horny and ready to beat his meat.  I had no doubt that I
could get him to accept the services of my mouth on his hard cock.
	"I'm sorry, I can't this afternoon."  I could tell he was
disappointed, but nothing was gonna keep me from Tony and his big cock.
"Look, my folks are going over to Smithville Saturday.  They'll be gone all
day.  Why don't you ask your parents to let you come over and spend the day
with me, then we can have all day to mess around.  And I have something new
for us to try, something that'll really get your balls in an uproar," I
said with a grin.
	"Okay, I just hope I can hold out that long."
	"You keep your hands off that big cock of yours until
day-after-tomorrow and I promise you you'll be glad you saved up your
loads."
	"Loads?"
	"Yeah, I promise I'll drain you dry when you come over Saturday,
but I've got to run now.  So long.  See you in class tomorrow.  Don't
forget to ask your folks," I called back as I rushed out to the parking
lot.
	I took me a few minutes to find Tony's car in the bustle of kids
milling around and cars leaving.  Finally, I found it.  Tony was already in
the driver's seat with the motor running.  He reached across and opened the
passenger-side door.  "Get in, punk.  Where've you been?  I been waiting
for you," he growled as I climbed into the car and shut the door.
	"I'm sorry, Tony, one of my friends stopped me after class and
wanted me to come over to his house.  I told him I had to meet somebody and
got here as soon as I could."
	"One of your little fuck buddies, I bet.  Is his dick as big as
Tony's?  Does he know what you need like I do?" Tony demanded as he
maneuvered his car out of the thronged parking lot.  He waved casually to
several of his friends.  I noticed a couple of them were the basketball
players he had introduced me to earlier in the day.  Their faces broke out
into big grins when they saw me in the passenger seat.
	My red face told him the answer to his first statement.  My hand
slid over onto his crotch bulge.  "Nobody's dick is as big as yours, Tony,"
I said as I squeezed the hardening lump. "Jim and I've never done anything
but jack off together.  I told you, yours is the first cock I ever sucked."
	"Yeah, but I bet it won't be the last," he said with a grin,
looking down at my hand that was busy opening the buttons of his jeans.
"Just remember, little buddy, if you want to suck some other guy's dick or,
after today, take another stud's cock up your ass, you have my permission.
But as long as I want you, you're my boy and that sweet mouth and
soon-to-be broken in cunt of yours are mine whenever and wherever I want.
Comprendez?  I'm the man that's gonna teach you that you need lots of hot,
hard cock and I don't mind you gettin' all you can as long as your holes
are ready for me whenever I want to use them."
	While he was talking, I finished opening Tony's fly, pulled his
cock and balls out of his jeans and lowered my head into his crotch.  I
licked on his hairy ballsac and up the hardening shaft of his cock, finally
engulfing the bulbous head in my hungry mouth.  He took one hand off the
steering wheel and rested it on the back of my head, pressing down lightly
as I sank down onto his now-completely hard manrammer.  I took a deep
breath, opened my throat, and slid down all the way, my face buried in his
hairy crotch.
	"That's a good boy.  You're a hungry little slut, aren't you?  Tony
just had to teach you what you need to satisfy that hunger of yours and
he's gonna keep you satisfied and filled up from now on," he crooned as I
chowed down on his big piece of meat.
	His hand moved down from my head and slid down my back to the waist
of my tight jeans.  "Undo you pants so I can get to that pretty ass of
yours," he commanded.
	I stopped sucking his dick long enough to open up my jeans and push
them down a little so that they gaped open in the back.  I went back to my
fuckmeat snack as his big, rough hand forced its way into my jeans and
boxers.  He cupped and squeezed my ass cheeks for a while as I continued
sucking.  Then I felt his big fingers slipping into my ass crack, stroking
and probing the sensitive flesh surrounding my hole.  His middle finger
found my ass pucker and pressed against the guarding muscle.
	"Yeah, feel that tight cherry pussy.  I bet it's hungry for dick
just like that sweet mouth of yours, isn't it, baby?" He crooned as his
finger circled around my sphincter and tapped against the gate of my
backdoor.  I moved my ass in little circles, matching the movement of his
finger.  When he pressed against the tight muscle, I pushed back on his
probing digit.  "You want Tony to stick his finger up in your asshole?  You
want Tony to finger-fuck that tight hole of yours, gettin' it ready for his
big dick?"  My ass-movements gave him my answer.  He took his hand out of
my pants and reached down to pull my mouth off his prick.  "Open your
mouth, baby, and get my fingers slicked up," he said as he thrust three
fingers into my gaping mouth.  "Suck Tony's fingers and get them nice and
juicy, ready to go in that tight little hole of yours.  That's what you
want, isn't it?  That's what my little fuck buddy needs, something hard and
long opening up his pussy, gettin' it ready for Tony's big fucker."
	I moaned as I sucked on the fingers that he brutally crammed into
my mouth, hooking them in my jaw and pulling my face toward him.  "You like
that?  You like a big man playing around in your sweet mouth, grabbing hold
of that soft tongue with his fingers, letting you slick `em up before he
shoves `em up your hot hole?"  I moaned again and shook my head up and
down, letting him know how much I liked what he was doing to me.  He pushed
my head back down into his crotch as he pulled his fingers out of my
drooling mouth.  "Get back down on that cock and stick your butt up in the
air.  I want to feel that sweet, cherry asshole of yours again."
	I quickly impaled myself on his rampant cock, swallowing it to the
hilt as he ran his hand down my back and his spit-wet fingers into my ass
crack.  His thick middle finger immediately found my tight pucker.  He
didn't tease this time.  With one hard thrust, he forced his way through my
clinching ass muscle into my hole.  I pushed back as he pressed in.  It
burned like hell, but I wanted it so bad I didn't care.  He kept pushing
until his finger was buried as far as it would go in my tight hole.  I
loved it!  I loved the feel of that hard shaft stretching my asshole open
and filling my rectum.  I could only imagine how much I was going to love
his big, hard fuckshaft reaming out my butt.  I was moaning and whimpering
like a wild animal as I sucked on his big dick and he fucked his finger in
and out of my ass.  When he added a second finger, I really went crazy.
	"I better pull over before we run off the road," he said.  "I'm
about to shoot my load," Tony grunted as he pulled the car off onto the
shady shoulder.  I sucked harder and harder as he rammed his fingers in and
out of my ass.  Suddenly, he raised his hips up off the car seat and
pressed down on my head with his other hand that was free now that he was
no longer driving.  I felt his cock grow even bigger as it began to throb
out jets of hot cum into my mouth and down my throat.  He jammed his
fingers deep into my shit chute and onto my prostate as he flooded my mouth
with his hot load and my own cock began to spill cum into my pants.
	After he stopped cumming, Tony pulled my head up as he slid his
fingers out of my abused ass.  He brought them around to my face and held
them under my nose.  "Smell those sweet pussy juices," he said as he thrust
his fingers into my open mouth, stirring them around inside, mixing the
slime from my asshole with his cum.  I laid back on the car seat and let
him swab out my mouth and then maul my chest with his big, rough hands,
pinching and pulling on my sensitive tits.
	Finally, he stopped and I straightened up and looked around outside
the car.  "Where are we," I asked.
	"We're almost there," he responded as he guided the car back on the
road.  "Almost to the place where you're gonna lose your cherry for real.
No fingers, but my big cock.  You want it, don't ya?"
	"Oh, yes," I whispered as I snuggled up against his side.  "I want
you to fuck me with your cock.  I want you to fuck me long and hard."
	"Well, that's what you're gonna get baby.  After the blowjob you
just gave me, I'm hot as a pistol and ready to fuck you all night.
Unfortunately, we don't have all night," he said as he pulled off the road
onto a narrow dirt lane almost hidden in the trees.  "Your folks won't be
mad at you if you get in late, will they?"
	"I don't think so, if it's not too late.  I told my dad that you
gave me a ride home yesterday and he said he knew your dad.  They were
buddies before they got married."
	"Yeah, I've heard my dad talking about the times they had together
when they were single studs on the prowl.  Here we are," he said as he
pulled up in front of a small cabin surrounded by woods.  "This is my dad's
hunting cabin.  He lets me use it whenever I want.  I guess he figures I
need a place to bring the chicks.  I figure it's a good place for my new
pussy to learn how to make ole' Tony a happy man," he remarked as he gave
my shoulder a tight squeeze.  "Come on.  The sooner we get in, the sooner I
can get my cock buried in that cute bubble butt of yours," he said as he
climbed out of the car and pulled me after him.
	We hurried into the cabin, Tony unlocking the door and throwing it
open.  The inside was nice and neat, but rustic.  There was one big room
with a big stone fireplace and a kitchen nook.  There were two doors on the
back wall and steep stairs going up to a loft that was over the back rooms.
"There's a bedroom and bath in back.  I usually fuck upstairs," Tony said
as he pulled me across the room.  "Come on, I can hardly wait to get your
clothes off and get you spread out on your belly waiting for my fuck pole
to slide up that sweet ass of yours."
	He pushed me up the steep stairs ahead of him.  As we went up he
reached out, pulled my pants down, and fondled my ass.  I was so hot and
ready to get fucked that I practically ran up the stairs.  As soon as we
were in the loft, I headed for the big bed, stripping off my clothes as I
went.  When I got to the bed, I threw myself across it and raised my ass up
in the air.  I looked around over my shoulder and watched Tony strip off
his clothes.  When he was naked, he walked over and climbed up on the bed
at my head, holding his already hard cock out in both hands.
	"Suck on it and get it lubed up for your ass, baby.  I don't want
to hurt you, but I'm gonna fuck you like you need to be fucked, hard and
long.  I'm not gonna use any lube so you better get it good and wet with
your mouth.  That little pussy of yours is begging for this man-cock and,
baby, it's gonna get all I've got."
	While he was growling these commands, I was licking and slurping on
his steely dick, hawking up throat slime from deep down in my gullet.  I
wanted it bad, but I knew it needed to be well lubed so it wouldn't tear me
apart.  When Tony was satisfied that his cock was dripping wet with my
slimy spit he got up and moved around to my rear end.  He hawked a big wad
of spit into his hand and smeared it around my asshole.  He spit again and
shoved his finger into my waiting hole.  He finger-fucked me for a few
minutes to loosen my sphincter, getting it ready for the invasion of his
huge meat.  I gyrated my ass and pushed back on his finger as he pushed it
in and out.
	"You want it bad, don't you baby?  You want Tony's big dick fucking
your hot, hungry hole?  You want Tony to really make you his woman?  His
pussy?  His bitch?  His slut?" he crooned as he added a second and then a
third finger.
	"Yes," I hissed.  "Yes.  Please, Tony.  Make me your bitch.  Take
my cherry just like you take a girl and make me your pussy," I moaned.  I
was getting hotter and hotter, turned on by his dirty, demeaning words and
his probing fingers.  My cock was hard and slapping up against my belly and
my balls were already drawn up tight into my groin.  "Please, fuck me,
Tony!  I want you cock in my ass now.  Please, I'm about to cum!" I cried.
	"Okay, baby.  Hold your breath and relax.  Push out like you're
taking a dump," he said as he grabbed my hips in his hands and slid his
rampant tool into my ass crack.  "Tony's about to take your cherry and make
you his fuck-boy.  After this, you're gonna feel empty whenever you don't
have that cute ass of yours full of manmeat, and I'm gonna see that you get
plenty of this cock of mine," he grunted as he plowed his rammer into my
shithole.  I gasped for air and tried to pull away, but his strong hands
held me fast as he slowly fed the full length of his hard cock up my ass.
The pain was terrific, worse than I could have imagined.  My body shook and
quivered.
	"That's okay, baby.  You've got it all inside you.  I've fucked
through your cherry. Now, just be still and relax.  I'm not gonna move it
until you tell me to," he crooned into my ear as he leaned over my back,
his hard, hairy chest and belly warming and soothing me, his rough, but
gentle, hands moving from my hips to my chest, stroking and tweaking my
nipples.  We stayed like that for a long time, then I felt my asshole begin
to relax and the pain began to lessen.  Tony could tell as my taut muscles
started to relax under his body.  He continued gently caressing my chest
and nipples, pulling at them until they hardened.  His right hand went down
to my cock, which was once again hard against my belly after deflating from
the initial pain of his entry into my virgin asshole.
	"You ready to get fucked?" he whispered into my ear, licking on my
ear, as he slowly withdrew his cock from my hole.
	"Oh yes, fuck me, Tony.  I want to feel your cock fucking my ass.
Push it back in.  I want all of it inside me again."
	"You got it, baby," he said as he slowly slid his tool back inside
me.  Soon his long strokes grew faster as he began really pumping my ass.
I started pushing back as he pushed in, just like I had done when he
finger-fucked me.  "That's it, baby.  Ride my cock.  Oh, baby, your ass
feels so good, smooth, hot and tight.  I can't last much longer.  You've
got me so hot.  Come on, baby, fuck with me."
	Suddenly, he pulled all the way out.  I immediately cried out in
protest, "No! Don't stop!  Put it back in!'
	He flipped me over and grabbed my ankles, spreading my legs wide
apart and shoving his dripping cock all the way back inside my ass.
"There, now I can see your cute face."  I couldn't believe how sexy he
looked towering over me, holding my legs spread wide.  The sweat was
pouring off his hard, hot, hairy body and dripping onto my smooth chest and
belly.  His handsome face was twisted in a mask of passion as he pounded
into my helpless body.  Suddenly, he went rigid as he slammed into my ass.
I could feel the scalding cannonades of his jism shooting into my gut.
Suddenly, my cock turned red and began to shoot all over my body, covering
me with the biggest load I had ever shot.
	As soon as he stopped shooting inside me, Tony collapsed on top of
me, gluing our bodies together with my cum.  He lay there panting as his
cock grew soft inside me and slowly slid out of my ass.  He raised his head
and planted his lips on mine, kissing me deeply.  My mouth opened and our
tongues entwined in a passionate embrace.  Finally, he lifted himself up
and stood at the foot of the bed, looking down at my naked body.
	"That was great, kid.  That's the best piece of ass I've ever had,"
he said as he pulled me up.  "I'd go for a second time, but we better get
cleaned off, and I better get you home before your folks send out the
search party."
	We quickly toweled the sweat and cum off our bodies and pulled on
our clothes.  Tony gave me his sweaty, cum stained Jockeys.  "Here, kid,
you can keep these as a souvenir of gettin' your cherry busted," he said
with a smile as he hugged me up against his hard body.
	It was pretty late when I got home.  Fortunately, Mom was out to
her bridge club and had left sandwiches for Dad and me to eat.  When Dad
asked where I had been, I told him that Tony had taken me out to see his
dad's hunting cabin and I didn't realize it would take so long because I
didn't know how far out it was or I would have called before I went.  He
ruffled my hair as I chowed down on my sandwich and said, "I remember that
cabin.  Ray and I used to go out there together.  It was his dad's back
then.  Well, that's okay.  I'm sure you're safe with Ray's boy.  But it's a
good thing your mom's not here, she would have been worried to death."
	"I'm sorry dad.  I won't do it again unless I call."
	"That's a good boy," Dad said as he went back to reading the paper.
I finished my sandwich and milk and went up to my room, where I jacked off
with Tony's Jockeys before getting to my homework.
	I slept with them under my pillow and made sure I put them away in
a safe place before I went to school the next morning