Date: Sat, 27 Jan 2001 19:39:59 -0800 (PST)
From: rimpigfl <rimpigfl@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Beautiful David

Disclaimer: This is a story about love and sex between male who are related
to each other and are different in age. I'm not going to tell you not to
read it because if you got this far, you evidently want to. I hope you
enjoy it. But it belongs to me and you can not copy or sell it. You can
only read it for your own enjoyment. So get naked, lay down and enjoy
yourself. RimPig

My Beautiful David
by RimPig   2001

My name is Bobby. This all starts when I was 12 years old. I already knew,
even at that age, that I was different than other guys. I didn't like
girls. What really turned me on was guys. And not guys my own age. Guys who
were already men. Guys over 18 who had full grown muscles and beautiful,
full grown cocks. I loved they way they looked. And I loved the way they
smelled - especially when they were all sweaty from hard work, hard play or
hard working out.

The most beautiful male in the whole world to me, however, was my big
brother, David. David was adopted by my parents when he was a baby because
they thought they couldn't have any children of their own. But, as often
happens, they were in for a little surprise - me! I came along when David
was 10 years old.

So there we were, two brothers who didn't look anything like each other.
David has dark brown, almost black hair and the most beautiful dark blue
eyes while I have my mom's blonde hair and green eyes. At that time, I
wanted desperately to look like David. I thought that there had been some
terrible mistake making me ugly. But I learned later that I wasn't at all -
at least not to a lot of guys. They thought I was cute. But when I compared
myself to David, I just didn't measure up.

First of all, David was a lot taller than me. By the time he was 18, he was
6 foot 2 inches, while I've never grown any taller than 5 foot 7 inches.
Secondly, David has broad shoulders and a massive chest covered with a
light covering of dark hair that trails down his tight belly until it
disappears into his crotch and grows into a dark bush in which rests a
long, thick cock and large, eggshaped balls. I don't have much hair to
speak of. Not even around my cock or under my arms.  My ass is completely
hairless. I was convinced I would never be the man that David is. And I'm
slender and my cock, while proportional to my body, isn't the weapon that
David carries between his legs.

When I was very young, I used to try and follow David everywhere. I guess I
was a real pain, the way most younger brothers are. Everywhere that David
went, I wanted to go. The wonderful thing was that David never seemed to
mind. He found time to play with me every day. He would take me in his arms
and carry me around. God! How I loved having his strong arms around me! I
would bury my face in the crook between his neck and shoulder and I would
fill my senses with the scent of him. Sometimes, I would sneak into his
room when he wasn't there, just to roll in his bed covers and smell his
scent all around me.

David was always there for me. If I hurt myself, it was always David I ran
to and he would make it better. When I would have a nightmare, it was
David's room I ran to. He would let me climb into bed with him, put his
arms around me and I would fall back to sleep feeling his warmth all around
me and the smell of him everywhere. It was some of my happiest childhood
memories.

When David was in high school, he was one of the most popular guys in the
school. He was the quarterback on the football team and the captain of the
wrestling team. He was always having guys over to the house. Many of them
were really gorgeous. But David always seemed to me to be more beautiful
than any of them. I was only 6 and 7 at that time, but David didn't demand
that I leave him and his friends alone. In fact, he would tell the guys
that I was "one of the gang" and none of them ever objected. I had great
times hanging out with them, especially when they would come home after
football or wrestling practice. I would be surrounded by 5 or 6 hot, sweaty
male animals, all exuding a scent that caused my little boycock to get
harder than a rock.

I didn't make any connection then to sex. Oh, I'd started playing with my
hard cock when I was 5 and already knew how much fun it could be. One day,
when I was 6 and David was 16, I snuck into David's room while he was in
the shower after wrestling practice. I found his jock on the floor, soaked
in his sweat and what I now know were cum and piss stains. I lifted the
jock to my nose and had an instant boner! The smell was overwhelming to me!
So much so that I almost immediately stuck out my tongue and began to lick
the inside of the pouch. I licked down to where the elastic straps
connected to the bottom of the pouch. The smell was different there. I
realized that this part of the jock rested against David's beautiful
bubble-butt. The sweat and musk from David's asscrack drove me over the
edge and, without touching myself, I had a dry orgasm while sucking on the
corner of the pouch! Only at the last minute did I notice that the shower
had stopped and I ran out of David's room just split seconds before he came
out of the bathroom.

But my happiness ended when I was 8. David turned 18 and went off to
college. For almost four long years, I only saw David for holidays and for
a short time during the summer. Because our parents weren't wealthy, David
had to work his way through college and so he didn't have a lot of money to
travel the 2,000 miles back home.

But he called all the time and, whenever he did, he always spent time
talking to me. And on my birthday there was always a present. He bought me
my first football. And he would also occasionally write me very personal
letters saying how much he missed me. I wrote him every week, telling him
what was going on with me.

There wasn't a lot to tell. As I grew older, I became more and more
withdrawn. I spent most of my time studying. It wasn't that I didn't get
along with the other guys, I just didn't like being around them because I
would always get a hardon and I was afraid they'd find out that I was
attracted to them. One day in the library I discovered a book which
answered a lot of questions for me about myself. I was about gay men, and I
realized that I was one of them. I was attracted to other guys. But I also
knew what being queer would have done to my school life. And so I just
withdrew into a life of studying and fantasy.

But I was scared. I was terribly afraid that David would find out that not
only was his brother was queer, but that I was in love with him. I'd loved
him all my life, and as I learned about what guys could do to each other, I
began to fantasize about doing those things with David. But I knew there
was no chance that he would want to do those kind of things with me. I
figured he'd hate me just for thinking about doing them with him.

Then, one day when I was 12, David came home. He had graduated from college
and came home to find a job and start getting his life together. At first I
thought things would just go back to being the way they were, but I found
that I was withdrawing from David. I couldn't talk to him anymore. I didn't
want to be around him. I was so scared that he would find out that I was
queer and hate me for it.

David noticed how I'd changed and kept trying to get me alone to talk. But
I would find some excuse not to be alone with him. I started to spend more
and more time away from home, hiding out in the library or in the woods
behind our house. My parents must have noticed as well because they both
tried to talk to me about it. They somehow thought that I was angry at
David for leaving to go to school. But I blew them off, too. I couldn't
talk to anybody about my "secret shame".

Finally, one night, when David had been home about a month, my parents went
out for the evening and left David to take care of me. We had dinner
together, during which David tried everyway he knew to get me to open up
and talk. But I would only give him one word anwers and quickly ran up to
my room, saying I was tired and wanted to go to bed.

I lay there crying. I wanted to be near David so badly, but I didn't dare
to. I knew I was hurting him, I could see it in those beautiful, sad blue
eyes of his. But I would rather see them looking at me with sadness than
with loathing and disgust if he ever found out how I really felt about him.

I was so lost in my tears and misery, that I didn't hear David coming up
the stairs and opening the door to my room. He heard my tears and saw me
laying on the bed, my shoulders shaking with the horrible misery I was
going through. He sat on the bed and, against my weak protest, took me in
his arms and held me while I continued to cry.

"What's wrong, Bro? What's happened? Please, tell me. I'll help, no matter
what it is." he said.

I buried my face in his strong chest. The scent of his body rose up in my
nose and, in spite of my tears, I got a horrendous hardon. I tried again to
push David away so he wouldn't see it, but he just held me all the tighter,
refusing to let me go. My hard cock pressed against his leg, and I just
couldn't understand why he couldn't feel it.

"Come on. Talk to me, Bobby! Are you angry with me? Do you hate me for
going away? Please, let me make it up to you! Let me help you!".

I looked up into his eyes. I could see tears starting there. I was
completely torn up inside. I didn't want to hurt him. But I didn't want him
to hate me either!

"I can't tell you!" I said. "You'd hate me if you knew what was wrong. And
I couldn't stand that!"

"Hate you?! I could NEVER hate you!" he vowed. "Nothing you could ever do
could make me hate you - NOTHING!"

"Don't bet on that!" I roared at him. "You don't know me! You don't know
who and what I am!!!"

"Yes, I do." he said in a soft, serious voice. "You are my little bro. I
love you more than anybody else in the world. I would never do anything to
hurt you and I could never hate you - no matter who or what you are. Now,
tell me what it is that you're so afraid to tell me. I promise, no matter
what it is, I won't hate you. I won't ever stop loving you."

I stared up into his eyes, for a very long time. I knew he was telling the
truth. He wouldn't hate me. But I figured he would want nothing more to do
with me once he found out. Finally, the silence between us grew too great
to bear and I very softly said:

"I'm gay."

A huge smile broke out on David's face.

"Is that all?!!! I've known that for a long time. I didn't know you knew!"

"What the fuck do you mean, you've known for a long time??!!" I was
suddenly very angry. I thought he meant that I was such a sissy that he'd
spotted me years before.

"Don't get all pissed, bro!" he said smiling. "I saw the way you looked at
the other guys I used to hang with. There's no mistaking that look. I just
didn't realize that you knew what you were doing. I didn't know you'd come
to that realization about yourself. Look, there's nothing wrong with being
gay. Some people like one sex, some like the same sex. No big deal. If
that's all it is, you've got nothing to worry about, I'm not going to stop
loving you because of that!"

"But that ISN'T all!" I said defiantly.

"Ok, what else, bro?" he said, still smiling.

I hesitated. This was going to be the most difficult thing I'd ever done in
my life. How would he react to this "kid" saying that he loved him? Would
he just laugh at me? Would he make fun of me? Would he reject me? I figured
that was probably the most likely thing. He'd just say I was too young, and
that would be that. But I'd come this far. I couldn't stop. I had to know.

"I'm in love with you. I always have been. I know you probably think I'm
too young, but this will never change. I'll never stop loving you. So you
see, I haven't wanted to be around you 'cause I was afraid you'd know
that...." I stopped. A strange look had come over David's face. A look I'd
never seen before. He wasn't angry. And he definitely didn't look pissed
off. It was kind of a tender softness, kind of like when he would sooth my
fears from my bad dreams all those years ago. But with an intensity which
sent a shiver of desire to pass through my body.

"Are you sure? There must be guys your own age that you're attracted
to. Haven't you ever had feelings for any of them?" he asked.

'Oh, fuck!' I thought to myself. It was just what I thought. He figures I'm
too young and is trying to let me down easy!

"No, David. There is nobody my own age I'm even the least bit interested
in. Oh, yes, I was attracted to a couple of your friends when you were in
high school. But that was just...Oh, I don't know...I just like the way
they looked. But it was you that I loved. It was you I wanted. I've been
fantasizing about you since I was 4 or 5."

"God! I can't believe this..." he started to say. I interupted.

"It's OK. I couldn't expect that you'd be gay, too. I understand. And I
know you think I'm too young, and maybe I am. I thought my feelings would
go away when you went away to school.  But they didn't. In fact, they grew
stronger. I'm sorry, David. I tried not to tell you any of this. I just
figured that I could keep it to myself until you moved out again and got on
with your own life. So just forget about all this. I'll stay away from you
and I promise I won't embarrass you. No one will know you're brother's
queer." I said, my tears starting to well up again.

"And what will you do when everyone finds out that your brother is gay?" he
said quietly.

My head snapped up. I couldn't believe what I'd just heard. I opened my
mouth to speak, but before I could, I felt David's lips covering mine and
his tongue invading my mouth. My first real kiss - and from the man I loved
most in the whole world. My eyes closed and my arms slipped around his
neck. I began to suck on his tongue as it stroked the inside of my mouth. I
felt his hands moving on my body until one finally rested on my hard
cock. I moaned into his mouth and pressed my cock against his strong
hand. His lips left mine and when I opened my eyes, I was looking directly
into his beauiful blue ones - now sparkling with mirth.

"Seems you have a rather large problem there, little bro! I didn't expect
it would have grown so large!" he said, obviously pleased with his
discovery.

"That's from the constant exercise it got thinking about you while you were
away." I giggled.

"Oh, and were you able to remember me without smelling and sucking on my
sweaty jock?" he asked slyly.

I was dumbstruck! I had no idea that he had known about that!

"But how...I didn't..." I stammered.

"I saw you sneaking out of my room that day. I was mad at first, but when I
got to my room I saw my jock laying on the floor and not in my gym bag
where I put it. And when I felt it, it was still wet from where you'd
licked it. I didn't say anything because I didn't know exactly why you'd
done it then. I'd always noticed that whenever I'd hold you or hug you, you
would always take a large intake of breath like you were smelling me, but I
didn't know you realized what you were doing." he explained.

"Yes, it's true. I always did love the scent of your body," I admitted.
"But I always thought you didn't notice or care. I guess there was a lot of
stuff going on between us that neither one of us was willing to talk
about." I said.

"Well, all that has to change now, bro. No more secrets. No more hiding our
feelings. You don't know how many nights I spent wanting you but hating
myself for wanting something that could hurt you. I didn't know how you'd
feel. I didn't want to do something with you that you would end up having
guilt about and hating me. I was hoping, too, that being away from you
would change how I felt. But when I came home, I knew that my feelings
would never change. And with the way you've been acting since I got home, I
was going to tell you tonight that I was going to go back and get a job at
school so that I wouldn't be around you anymore. I thought it would be best
for both of us."

"No!" I screamed, throwing my arms around his neck again and holding him as
tightly as I could.  "Please don't go away again. Don't EVER go away
again!" I begged him.

He held me tighly to him. "I promise, bro. I'll NEVER leave you again!" And
then he began kissing me, all over my face and neck.

The feeling of his warm lips against my skin soon had me moaning again. I
guess I sounded like I was in pain. I was! I wanted him so bad it hurt.
Though I had never had sex with anyone before, I knew a lot of what I
wanted to do to him from some of the books I had found in the library. But
I was scared. Putting book knowledge into actual practice, I wasn't sure if
I could really be the kind of lover that David needed. But I knew I was
willing to learn and would die trying!

"David..." I softly moaned.

"Mmmmm?" he mumbled, sucking gently on my neck.

"Can we make love?" I asked with just a hint of trepidation in my voice.

He raised his head and looked at me smiling.

"And just what exactly do you think we're doing now?" he laughed gently.

"Well, this is really nice. Don't get me wrong. But I want to see you
naked. I want to be naked with you. I want to feel your body against
mine. I want to do all the things I've been dreaming about and I want you
to teach me how."

"Oh, don't worry. I'll be only too happy to teach you, bro! But I can
already tell it isn't going to take much to make you into the best lover on
the face of the earth!" he swore to me.

With that, he pushed me gently back on the bed and began to undress me. He
pulled my shirt over my head, tossed it on the floor and began licking down
my body. He started at my neck and moved down to my chest where he sucked
gently on my small nipples. My body arched off the bed with the intensity
of feeling which came from his gentle lips and teeth. I had no idea my
nipples were that sensitive or I would have been playing with them long
before this. Then David took my arms and pushed them above my head and
began to sniff and gently lick at my armpits. It was a delicious
feeling. Then I heard David deeply inhaling the scent of my pits. I hadn't
taken a shower all day, so I knew they were quite fragrant. David raised
his face and looked deeply into my eyes.

"You smell really hot, bro! I love your boy smell. You never knew that
while you were smelling me, I was getting a good whiff of you, did you?!"
he grinned.

"No, I had no idea! In fact, I pretty well thought that I was some kind of
pervert for loving the smell of your body - especially when you were so hot
and sweaty." I said softly.

"Why do you think I always made sure to hug you when I was all sweated up,
bro? I knew what you wanted. What you didn't know is that I always loved
the same thing. I loved having you in my arms when you were all sweaty and
I could smell that wonderful boy-smell about you! So, bro, if you're a
pervert, then we're BOTH perverts!" And he began laughing.

I started laughing, too. It was like the worst, darkest time in my life had
just disappeared! I was in love with David and he was in love with me! And
not only that, he wasn't at all put off by my little "perversion". Well, at
least one of them. There were others I hadn't told him about yet. I figured
one step at a time.

David dipped his head down and started licking my pits again but I wasn't
about to just lay there and let him have all the fun. I reached down an
tried to push him on his back, but all I managed to do was to push him
right off the bed so that he landed on his ass on the floor!

"Well, if you wanted me to stop, you could have just said so!" he said to
me, looking up from the floor with a hurt and confused look on his face.

"Oh, God! No! David! I just wanted to get you on your back so I could get
to your body, too!" I said appalled at what happened.

David just sat there laughing at my dismay. I realized that he was just
kidding so I picked up one of my pillows and smacked him over the head with
it.

"I really think, little bro, that we should maybe move into my room. I've
got a much bigger bed than you do and we'd have a lot more room to play."

"And it smells like you in that bed!" I exclaimed. "Just the way it did
when I would sneak into it when you would go out early in the morning."

"Now, that I didn't know! You little devil." he laughed getting up from the
floor. "Well, let's go, lover."

With this, he leaned over and picked me up in his arms and carried me to
his room. How wonderful it felt to be in his strong arms again. But what
was that he called me? Lover? Oh, God!  It's true! My greatest dream was
about to come true! I was going to be David's Lover!

When we got to his room, David layed me on the bed and started to get
undressed.

"STOP!!!" I cried.

"What's the matter?" he asked with his shirt pulled half-way up his ripped
gut.

"I want to do that!" I explained. "You don't know how long I've wanted to
undress you!"

"OK, bro!" he smiled. "I'm yours to do with whatever you want!"

"You may regret THAT statement!" I giggled.

"Oh, I don't think so!" he answered.

I knelt on bed and reached for the bottom of his shirt. He leaned over to
kiss the top of my head, but I quickly lifted my face and took his kiss on
my mouth instead. I then went back to the fascinating task of getting David
naked. I lifted his shirt over his chest. He lifted his arms and I had to
stand up on the bed to get the shirt off over them. I took his shirt and
pressed my face into it, smelling his scent on it.

"You could get that from the source, bro." he grinned.

"Yes, I know. And I intend to. But old habits die hard!" I laughed.

I dropped his shirt to the floor and while he still had his arms above his
head, I buried my face in his underarm hair. The warm, damp hair surrounded
my face and I breathed deeply of his sweat.  My mouth opened and I began to
avidly lick at the warm, wet hairs. I quickly got lost in the scent and
David very gently reminded me that there was another one just like it on
the other side. I grinned up at him and quickly buried my face again in the
other underarm. And he was right! It was just as fragrant and wet as the
other one. I licked it until there was nothing else to lick from it.

I then buried my face in the dark hairs on his chairs. It was thicker and
more fragrant than I remembered. I took my tongue and combed through it
searching for his nipples. I found the first one, and no more than my
tongue touched it and it started to get erect and hard. I sucked hard on it
and I heard David moan.

"Bro! Where did you learn to do that?!" he moaned.

I looked up.

"Nowhere! I've never done this before. I'm just doing what I've dreamed
about doing."

"Well..." he said, "you just keep doing what you dreamed about and I'm
guessing that I'm going to have very little to teach you!"

I smiled to myself. I loved the fact that I was able to make him feel good
and myself at the same time. I moved down and licked at the ridges on his
washboard stomach, feeling his muscles tense as I did. I followed his trail
of hair down to the top of his jeans. I looked up for permission to go
further. David smiled down at me and gave me a slight nod. I immediately
opened his belt and popped the top button on his jeans. I then took the two
pieces of fabric, pulled them apart and popped open the rest of the
buttons.

His white jockey shorts pushed between the open fly of his jeans, bulging
with heaviness of his cock. It was obvious that David wanted me as badly as
I wanted him. I was surprised to see a spot of wetness soaking through his
underwear where the head of his cock was. At first I thought it was piss,
but it was clear.

"What's that leaking out of your cock?" I asked.

"That's pre-cum, bro." he answered. "Guys leak that when they get really
turned on. Don't you?"

"No." I answered. "But I've never shot cum from my cock yet."

"Oh..." David said. "Don't worry about it, bro, I have the feeling you will
soon."

I went back to undressing him. I got off the bed and pushed him down on
it. I got down and took his shoes and socks off and then began pulling off
his jeans. He layed back and lifted his butt so that I could get them down
his thick, muscular thighs. This left his white jockys. I leaned forward
and buried my face in them, smelling his hot crotch and the smell of his
pre-cum and a few dried spots of piss. It was an aroma that immediately
sent chills down my spine and an almost electric jolt through my hard
cock. I began to lick his underwear until his cock was outlined in my spit.

As I licked his cock through his underwear, David reached down and gently
ruffled my hair. It was the most wonderful feeling. In that small gesture,
he was telling me how much he loved me and how great I was making him
feel. Finally, I reached up and grabbed the elastic waistband and began
pulling his jockeys down past his hard cock and churning balls. He lifted
up and I pulled them down off his legs. I put my face into the pouch and
smelled the wonderful scent there. I also put my face into the seat and
smelled that wonderful musk that only comes from a male ass. David watched
me, a knowing smile on his face which I saw when I finally looked up. I
sheepishly grinned back, pushed his knees apart and buried my nose in his
balls. The scent of his sweaty balls was better than the best cologne. I
stuck out my tongue and began to lick them. David immediately started
moaning and I noticed his cock jumping and leaving splatters of pre-cum on
his washboard stomach. The crystal drops clung to the hairs of his treasure
trail like rain after a summer shower.

David didn't leave me to my occupation very long. He sat up, hooked his
hands under my arms and lifted me bodily back up onto the bed.

"My turn, little bro!" he said.

He began to lick my chest and down my flat stomach. He took off my shoes
and opened my jeans.  He then pulled on the legs and slipped them off me,
throwing them on the floor. He reached for my jockeys and pulled them down
an off as well. I lay there naked with my hard cock pointing towards my
chin while I watched David put my underwear to his nose and take a deep
whiff of my scent. He looked over the white material and winked at me.

"Really nice, bro!" he said

He threw them on the floor and leaned down and, spreading my legs, began
licking my almost hairless balls. He gently laved them and then sucked them
both into his mouth, rolling them around with his tongue. I lay there
moaning, finally understanding how intense this could feel.

To my surprise, he began to lick lower, below my balls to that patch of
skin between my balls and my ass. This felt wonderful, too. But he didn't
stop there. He licked lower and began to drag his tongue through the cleft
of my ass.

This was something I never dreamed of! I felt his wet tongue washing over
the crack of my ass and touching the sensitive circle of my butthole. He
began to run his tongue around my hole and, as he did, my whole body
sensation centered on my butt for the first time in my life. Oh, I'd
fingered my hole a few times while I played with my cock. But never did it
feel like this!

As David continued to lick, I felt my hole begin to relax until, all of a
sudden, I felt David's tongue slip inside. I felt his tongue begin to
scaped gently at the inside of my hole and the sensitive walls of my ass. I
couldn't believe the sensation! The more he licked, the more my ass hole
opened until I was sure David's entire tongue was completely inside. My
cock, at the same time, was getting as hard as it had ever been in my
entire life. I began to feel like I was going to cum without even touching
myself.

"Oh, David! Stop! Please!" I begged.

He looked up from between my legs, his face covered with his own spit with
his tongue hanging out. He looked at me questioningly.

" What's wrong? Am I hurting you?" he asked with concern written all over
his face.

"No, I'm afraid I'm going to cum and I don't want to yet!" I begged.

David crawled up over me and covered me with his body. He took me in his
arms and leaned down putting his lips to mine. I licked his lips, tasting
my own ass for the first time. I liked the taste, especially when he put
his tongue in my mouth and I began to suck on it. I pushed him over on his
back and dove for his crotch. I wanted to taste his ass. And I wanted to
taste it NOW!

I pushed his legs apart and again began licking at his balls. I began
licking lower, just as David had done. I soon reached he tip of his ass and
David spread his legs farther and raised them, spreading his ass for me to
have complete access to this most secret part of his male body.

The musky smell of his ass hit my nose like a sledgehammer! I'd never
smelled his ass this close and the sweat, musk and maleness of him
overwhelmed me! I buried my face in his ass and began frantically licking
trying to get to my tongue into every part of his fragrant asscrack. I
licked through the dark hairs, combing through them with my tongue, wetting
them and creating swirls of wet hair. Finally, I focussed on his dark
brown, wrinkled hole. I licked at his moist hole, pushing my tongue into
his hole. It went in easily and I began to lick out the inside of his
ass. The tangy taste was driving me crazy! I licked like a starving man
finally getting food. I wanted to crawl bodily up his ass. I would have
stayed there all night if David hadn't reached down and pulled my face out
of his ass.

"There's a lot more fun we can have, bro!"

I smiled sheepishly and crawled back up into his arms. He leaned down and
kissed me, tasting his ass from my lips and tongue. I lost myself in his
arms and his kiss. He gently slid his hand down and began stroking my hard
cock. I did the same to him.

Finally, he broke the kiss and slid down my body and gently took my cock
into his warm, wet mouth. I can't describe the feeling! It was so intense!
Never in my life had anything felt that good on my cock! The warmth, the
wet, the gentle sucking pressure. I knew I was going to cum any second!

This is evidently exactly what David had in mind. As I moaned and writhed
in pleasure, he increased his sucking and began using his tongue to bathe
the head of my cock. This was all it took. I lost myself in my orgasm,
screaming out David's name as my cock throbbed in his mouth.

He finally moved up the bed and kissed me deeply. I sucked on his tongue,
and tasted something that was sharp and starchy but somehow sweet. I didn't
know what it was. I pulled back from the kiss and looked at David
questioningly.

"What was that?"

"Well...maybe you never had before, bro, but you just shot your wad of cum
for the first time!  You taste the last of your own cum. Tasted wonderful,
didn't it?"

"God! Yes! Does yours taste like that?" I asked eagerly.

"Well...there's one way to find out!" he grinned at me devilishly.

I pulled out of his arms and dove on his cock. I sucked it into my mouth
but I could only get about 2 of his 10 inches in my mouth.

"Take it easy, bro. Just suck gently on it and let it slowly slip deeper
into your mouth." he said, teaching me how to suck his cock.

I began to suck gently and after a short time, I found that I could take
more of it in. Oh, no where near all of it, but from the moans that David
was making, it was enough. I was careful to keep my teeth out of the way
because I didn't want to hurt this most marvelous part of David's body.

Within a very short time, David was moving his hips and gently fucking into
my mouth. I could hear his moans and could taste more and more of his
pre-cum.

"You better pull off if you don't want a mouthful of cum, bro!" he grunted
through clenched teeth.

I redoubled my efforts and clung tenatiously to his cock. I DID want a
mouthful of David's cum.  And I was shortly to have my wish. His cock grew
harder and harder and finally the first volley of cum shot into the back of
my throat. This was quickly followed by 4 more. I thought I was going to
drown in David's cum until I remembered to swallow. I took all his sweet
cum in one gulp.  Another twitch of his cock sent another load into my
mouth which proved to be the last. David gradually relaxed back on the bed
and I crawled up the bed and put my mouth over his. I let the last of his
cum drip from my tongue into his mouth.

"Mmmmm!" David exclaimed.

I settled into his arms and he gently kissed me on the forehead. We would
have stayed like that for hours, but suddenly, we heard a loud pounding at
the front door. David jumped from the bed and looked out the window.

"There are two police cars in the driveway!" David exclaimed.

"Oh God! Are they here to arrest us?" I asked.

"No, we haven't done anything wrong. And certainly nobody knows about what
we just did but us! We better get dressed and see what they want." Said
David quickly pulling on his pants.

He leaned out the window and hollered that he would be right down. I got of
the bed and started pulling on my pants as well. By the time I got
downstairs, there were two policemen talking to David in very hushed tones
and David looked like someone had punched him in the stomach and he lost
his breath.

"What is it, David? What's wrong?" I asked, terribly afraid of what he
would answer.

END OF PART I

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