Date: Tue, 23 Jun 2020 14:30:24 -0400
From: Allan@GrassyValley.us
Subject: Allan's New Boyfriend Part 4 of 6

I wrote the "Allan's New..." stories based on my own experiences and
memories, so they are real experiences even though I have taken artistic
license in the telling. As a result, these are fictionalized accounts of my
story, any resemblance to people living or dead is purely coincidental.

These stories never mention protected sex. But always use condoms and get
tested regularly.

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Allan's New Boyfriend - Part 4, In an old outhouse By: AllanNKnox

I wouldn't go so far as to call Davy and I "lovers" because there was
nothing that could be considered tender or loving about our
relationship. We were just long-time friends who discovered sex
together. We never even kissed, I don't know why, I guess we just never
thought of it.

About two weeks after the stay-over, we lobbied our parents to let me go
home from church with Davy and his family. We figured that this arrangement
would work out well as both of our families attended both Sunday services
and the plan wouldn't involve a stay-over which seemed to be harder to
arrange. His family had plans for Sunday afternoon that didn't have to
include Davy so they suggested that he come home with my family. That was
just as good so we agreed.

The usual routine for a Sunday at my house was church, have dinner with my
father's parents (Dad's family all lived next door to each other), visit my
other grandparent's on their small family farm later in the afternoon and
then go to church again that evening. I was excited having Davy over so we
rushed through dinner. We wanted to find some place where we could
experiment some more. My Mom made us change out of our Sunday-go-to-meeting
clothes then told us to go enjoy ourselves. We planned to do just that, so
we giggled at our inside joke once we were out of the door.

We explored most of the populated end of what was once my grandfathers land
before he sold lots to his children and then wondered onto his back acreage
that was mostly wooded. We were looking for a secluded spot that would
afford us privacy and yet would not allow one of my nosey cousins to sneak
up on us. We found one such spot but it was on the other side of the fence
on old Mr. Thompson's land. Davy didn't like the idea of having sex on
someone else's land, somehow that made it bad or something. I didn't
understand his reaction nor why one of the other spots we found weren't
okay. I hoped it was something like nervousness or just wanting it to feel
right and not that he was getting cold feet.

My grandfather didn't have a barn but he had a couple of sheds, none of
which Davy was willing to try out. So there was only one place left to try
so I showed him an old outhouse that was almost never used anymore. We
looked inside. It looked as clean as if someone had recently swept it
out. There were no bugs, the smell was tollerable and there was a latch on
the door that was strong enough to keep anyone else out. That seemed to
please Davy more than anything.

This was as safe and comfortable as we were likely to find so we both
decided to get down to the serious business of exploratory sex play. We
started with what we knew, sucking. And we even had the comfort of sitting
while we were sucking each other. But this was just foreplay to us because
we were both intent on trying to fuck again.

Since I had not been able to fuck Davy when he stayed over, it seemed fair
to both of us that I try to fuck him first. The outhouse was only a
One-seater, far too small for us to lay down so Davy just dropped his pants
and underwear to his ankles and bent over at the waist and supported
himself by putting his hands on the seat-ledge. I could see the pucker of
his asshole and couldn't wait to try once again to get my dick in there. I
was as hard as a rock from the anticipation so I placed the crown of my
dick at his entrance and started pushing -- it didn't go in, but I kept
trying. I was about to give up when I noticed that the crown of my still
hard dick was almost in Davy's hole. I pulled it out since it didn't seem
to want to go further in and saw that my piss slit was just a little wet
from what leaked out of my dick.

A new insight dawned on me. It wouldn't go in because it was too dry. If it
were wet it might slip right in.  Now, you are saying to yourself, "Duh!!
How dumb can you be?" But remember, we only had what other boys said about
man-to-man sex, something they may have never done themselves.

The only thing I could think of to wet my dick with was spit. So I spit
into my hand and rubbed it on my dick. But that little bit started drying
fast so I collected more in my mouth and rubbed it all over my dick and
applied what was left on my fingers to Davy's asshole.

"Let's try this again." I said and put my dick to his hole again... and
pushed. It went right in, to just past the crown. I was surprised at that
and was just starting to register the beautiful feelings coming from my
dick and was starting to push more of it in when Davy said sharply, "STOP!"
"What's wrong?"  "It hurts." he paused "but the pain's going away. Just
hold it there for a minute."  I waited...  "Okay, try pushing more in."  So
I did a slow push forward and it eased in more.  As I continued to push, I
asked "you okay?"  `Yeah."  I was almost all the way in and I was starting
to go crazy, it felt so good. But it was getting harder to push because my
dick had started to get dry.  Davy continued, "I feel like I gotta shit."
"Well we ARE in a outhouse, you want to try and see if anything comes out?"
"Yeah." So I slowly pulled out of him, Damn, that felt good too.  Davy
turned around and sat on the toilet hole but he couldn't get anything to
come out. So we decided that it felt like he had to shit because my dick
was in there where a turd would be.  I said, "You ready to try again?"
"Okay." and he got in the same position he was in before. And as he did I
let the spit collect in my mouth. I slopped a lot of spit on my dick this
time and a goodly amount on his hole too. And positioned myself to push in
again.

This time I knew it would go in easily so I didn't push so hard and it
started in smoothly. But in the heat of my harmonal need I must have still
been rushing to get inside him because Davy asked me to slow down, so I did
and when I was all the way in, I paused.  "I'm in all the way, how are you
doing?"  "It's not hurting as much, but I still feel like I need to shit."
"If you want to stop and try again, we can."  "No, not yet."  "Okay, I'm
going on."

I pulled my dick out until only the crown remained in Davy and started
pushing back in. This stroke was almost as slow as the inward thrust but I
didn't stop at either end of the stroke, and each was a little faster than
the last.

It was feeling great. I had worked up to about one inward and one outward
stroke per second when I noticed I was getting dry again. So I told Davy,
"I need to put more spit on it, it is getting too dry." and pulled out, put
more on and had my dick back in his wonderful asshole before Davy had the
chance to tighten back up.

The first stroke was slow while I watched Davy for signs of pain, and
finding none, I was quickly going faster than I had before. Soon, I felt
the familiar rush toward orgasm. Except that this time it seemed to be
washing over me stronger and faster than it ever had. And I was catapulted
over the top of heaven as I thrust deeply into Davy's ass and held my dick
there for the first gush of sperm to shoot into his ass. Then I continued
fucking his ass, one deep thrust for each orgasmic contraction until I was
spent.

I just held my dick inside him for a time, until I felt it start to get
smaller and slowly pulled out. It felt so good coming out that I started
getting hard again. I wanted to ask him if I could fuck him again but knew
that it was his turn. Once my dick was out, he turned around again and sat
on the toilet hole. Again, nothing came out so we knew what caused that
feeling of fullness.

While he was sitting there, I said "WOW! That was great. I never felt
anything so good.  Did it feel that good for you when you fucked me?"  "It
felt good, but you seemed to enjoy it more."  "Try wetting your dick with
spit, I bet it'll feel a whole lot better."  He said, "Okay!" and quickly
stood up; obviously he was ready to try it. With our pants and underwear
around our ankles we shuffled around so that I was in the position he was
in before and he was standing with his hard dick pointed at hole.

I looked around and saw Davy wetting his dick like I had. I said, "Take it
easy, it goes in easier when it's wet." as he positioned himself to push
in. Suddenly I felt my asshole stretching as a feeling of fullness grew
quickly within me. Too quickly. It wasn't exactly painful but did hurt a
little (something like having a hard shit) so I told him, "Wait, hold it
right there for a second." and he did. When the discomfort eased a bit, I
said, "Okay, go on but go a little slower this time."  More slowly he eased
the rest of his dick inside me all the while that feeling of fullness
continued to increase so that by the time he was all the way in, I was
almost uncomfortably full. I certainly understood what he was talking about
when he said it felt like he had to shit.

Davy said, "You okay?"  "Yeah." so he started his in - out strokes but it
had taken so long to get to this point that he was dry again. And it didn't
feel so good to me either, so I suggested he put some more spit on it. He
slid it out fairly quickly, wetted it and stuck it right back in. But this
time it went in without any discomfort except for that almost uncomfortably
full feeling (that I would later learn to enjoy) when he bottomed out
inside me. He began long slow strokes, almost pulling his dick out and
sinking it back into me all the way to the bottom, but he quickly picked up
speed. Soon, it seemed to me that he was pounding my ass but it really
wasn't that rough, just fast and efficient, like a well-tuned machine.

Each time he hit bottom, his groin made a slapping noise against my ass
cheeks. He was groaning but it sounded almost like he was humming because
it stopped only briefly each thrust cycle. The slapping and humming were
almost musical. As Davy got closer to his orgasm the tempo increased, as
did the pitch of his groaning. "I'm
c-u-m-m-i-n-g..... UH... Uh... Uh... uh...!

As he emptied his load into me, he kept fucking me, but only moved his dick
an inch or so in and out, and grunting with each thrust until he was
spent. It must have made him weak because he leaned on my back for a few
moments, and the change in position caused his dick to slowly slide out of
me. When the crown of his dick got near my entrance, my reflexes took over
and I suddenly shit out the rest of his dick. "Whoo!" Davy said in surprise
at the rush of good feelings it brought, then a few moments later "Wow, we
have GOT to do this again!"

But there wasn't time because my parents wanted us to go with them to visit
my other grandparents and would be out looking for us if we didn't show up
very soon.


- END of PART 4, Part 5 coming soon...


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