Date: Tue, 17 Aug 2010 20:43:29 +1200
From: johnandmark@hushmail.com
Subject: Found Out Then Fucked

This story is dedicated to Ricky...


While I stood alone on my lawn, flanked by a great wooden fence, my lawn
mower waited eagerly to join the chorus of fellow lawn mowers on a Saturday
morning.  I, unlike apparently all my neighbours, despise having to wake up
early and leave my pleading morning wood behind as I have to get the lawn
mowed before my parents and brother -- Joshua -- returned by midday.  After
considering every reason to procrastinate, I could not even convince myself
that any of them were justified.  Instead, I'd need some kind of incentive
that I can look forward to at the end of this pointlessness.

The first thing that popped into my mind was what all eighteen year old fit
and horny guys think about -- a wank.  As I am also gay, getting to use my
six inch dildo formed a natural part of my wanking.  After returning from
the house and laying out all of the things I'd need -- laptop, lube, and
the dildo -- I raced keenly into mowing the lawn, while stripping off my
clothes and leaving them in a trail behind me as I had such explosive
anticipation.  As I sprinted completely naked down the final 100 meter
stretch, my cock jumped up as the wind caressed it, and my body tingled as
the sun was finally making its appearance from behind the clouds.

The smell and feel of the freshly cut grass and dew danced across my body,
as I lay on my back in front of the laptop in the missionary position,
leaving my virgin body completely exposed.  Once again a strong breeze
blew, but this time my hole bore its brunt, as the chill of the wind
against my soft and sensitive pink hole, sent shivers down my spine.  There
was no time for foreplay, as the sheer arousal pumping through my body
overpowered.  Meanwhile everything around me, like the laptop playing gay
porn, or the dildo I was lubricating was screaming out to me to not delay
the pleasure any longer.

First one finger entered my hole, which was followed with surprising ease
by another finger.  At this point I was reduced to an animal that knows
only lust and has an unquenchable thirst for sexual pleasure.  Fingers
simply weren't enough.  Grabbing the slippery dildo, I rammed it inside me
without hesitation, as a wave of pain followed by pleasure passed over me.
As the pain eased, the waves of pleasure intensified, and crashed into my
body with such intensity that I almost drowned, and yet my primal urge
screamed out for more.  As my balls were ready to explode their load, my
hand left the vigorous pace of my wanking and began ramming my asshole with
two fingers as well as the dildo.  Right on the cue, just as my orgasm was
building, another gust of wind blew onto my quivering cock, as it felt like
a thousand tiny hands joined in to help me explode.

As my eyes bulged; as my ears rang out with the sound of my slick and
slapping balls; as my nose smelt the sweat of a horny teenager at work; as
my mouth screamed out with pleasure; as my hairs, nipples and cock stood
stiff, I blasted a river of cum up and down my body that flowed to my
still-clenching asshole.

I regained my senses at about 11:55am, and my heart raced back into action
as my parents would be home along with my brother in a matter of minutes.
I was a wreck with cum dripping off my body, a dildo hanging out of my
battered hole, and freshly cut grass clinging all over my back.  Without
any hesitation I sprinted across the deck with my clothes, lube and dildo
in hand, through the doors, and up a flight of stairs, until I eventually
arrived at the bathroom and the sanctuary of a shower.

After my shower, I was laying back on my bed, thinking back to those
precious moments of my most intense orgasm and how desperately I already
wanted to repeat it.  Suddenly, Joshua stormed into my room.

"Who the hell do you think you are just barging in here?" I shouted, but
not sufficiently loud to arouse my parents suspicion.

"Ricky, I always thought you were a bit of a faggot.  But here's my proof!"
He held up my laptop, still with the last film I was watching paused, and
with a file open of hundreds of gay video clips.  At that point I realised
that I was so preoccupied with getting to the shower, I'd left laptop
outside.

"Please Josh, please don't tell anyone about this!  They'll throw me out of
the house!"  I struggled to find words as I fell prostrate in front of my
brother.  I was naked, vulnerable, and yet a part of my body was thrilled
that my brother could take my virginity at any moment.

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If you have any feedback or suggestions on where to take the story in part
two, please send me an email at johnandmark@hushmail.com