I asked off work for the weekend of August 5th so I could drive up to Birmingham, Al to visit my Mom. She wanted me to meet her new boyfriend and spend some time with her visiting. I left my apartment around 9am on Friday the 5th and expected to arrive in Birmingham around 1pm. I was still pissed off at Drake and we hadn't spoken to each other since our argument.
The shit finally hit the fan about him telling his sister I was gay and never once let on to her that he was. I threatened to tell his sister about him but decided against it. I'm not like that. I fucked his sister and boyfriend around July 19th, and didn't get around to telling Drake until two weeks later. Something I probably shouldn't have done.
Anyway, I stopped several times along the way to take a piss and check out the rest stops but had no luck in getting off. By the time I hit Montgomery Alabama, I was terribly horny. I was about ready to pull over and jack off in my car but there was way too much traffic.
Right as I was leaving Montgomery, this freaky looking guy in a black Cheverolet Blazer almost ran me off the road. He was staring at me and wasn't watching where he was going. He had light brown hair that went everywhere (like he'd just gotten out of bed) and a goofy looking dimple on his cheek. So after I regained control of my car after our close call, he motioned for me to pull over. He looked young but couldn't have been over 30. I needed to get something to drink anyways, so I pulled off at the next exit and stopped at a convenient store. I'd already gotten out of my car when I saw the Black blazer pull up. It was him. He apologized over and over about almost running me off the road. "I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I'm sorry", he said as he slammed the door of his vehicle.
I couldn't think of anything to say, so I kept on walking into the convenient store. I made my way to the cooler to get a Coke and when I closed the cooler door, I noticed his goofy face in the glass.
"Hey", he said with a distant stare at my crotch.
"Hi", I replied, making my way towards the cashier.
"I didn't mean to run you off the road", said the real strange stranger. "it's just... I ain't seen anything like you before... yer niiice lookin'", he said in his backwoods hill- billy accent.
"Thanks", I replied as I hurried to the counter to make my purchase.
Sure I was horny... but not this horny. I wouldn't have fucked this freak if he were the last guy on earth.
I quickly paid for my drink and rushed out to my car. The Goob was right on my heels. I turned before getting into my car and said, "I'm Sean... good to meet ya".
His face lit up as he stuck out his sweaty hand. "The name's Chris. You sher is purdy".
A chill ran down my spine as this wierd inbred Alabamian continued to give me the creeps. I got back into my car and got the fuck out of there. I wasn't two miles down the road before I noticed him back on my rear bumper. He was flashing his headlights at me and motioning for me to pull over. I was real nervous now. I finally managed to get away from him by pulling in front of two eighteen wheelers and blocking him off. I stepped on the accellerator and lost him. I kept expecting to hear banjos playing and him appearing back next to me.
I finally made it to the Birmingham city limits. Not much to see. When I first laid eyes on the city, I pulled out the directions my Mom had given me and started looking for 8th Avenue. I turned off on 8th and followed the directions to her house. She lived up on "THE MOUNTAIN" in a relatively old house. The neighborhood wasn't really that bad. In fact, it was a couple of blocks from a "gay" park. "Gays in Alabama? Wow!!" I drove up in front of her house and got out. I saw two older guys walking their German Shepherd down the sidewalk. They were staring at me and were obviously gay. I flashed a smile and walked up the sidewalk to my Mom's front door.
I knocked on the door and my Mom opened it and did the typical Mother thing. She hugged and kissed me and, of course, told me how thin I was, asking if I was getting enough to eat. I immediately thought about Kris, Jason and Brad back home and smiled. "Yeah, I'm fine, Mom". I said as I sat my duffle bag on the floor.
Just then, an older guy walked up. He was tall and had a hint of gray hair on both sides of his head. "Sean?... Jim". He stuck out his hand and we shook hands for an eternity. Jim is a nice guy. My Mom seems to like him and he treats her well.
Jim picked up my duffle bag and carried them to the spare bedroom. "This is where you'll be sleeping", Jim said, putting his arm around me.
I was dead tired and told them I was going to take a nap before we went to supper. They said it was fine and I headed towards the bed and slept for about an hour and a half.
I woke up around 3:30 and took a piss. The bathroom was nicely decorated and smelled like flowers. I took my whizz and walked into the den where they were sitting. It looked like the typical Norman Rockwell family portrait. My mom was doing some needlepoint and Jim was reading the paper. As I walked into the room, Jim made some conversation, asking me if I was dating or planning to get married soon. (Not a good start...on that topic). I totally avoided the topic and began talking about work.
Time flew and we were soon sitting at a table in a restaraunt in the middle of downtown Birmingham. The waiter was beautiful. Probably sixteen or seventeen and had a face of a God. I secretly stared at him and flirted. He smiled back and winked as he headed back for the kitchen. He was gorgeous and I wasn't going to let him get away... if I could help it.
Dinner arrived and Keith (our waiter) came back a million times to refill our drinks and see if everything was okay. On one of his visits, he put his hand on my shoulder and asked us if he could get us anything. His fingers massaged my back as his thumb rubbed my neck. I was getting really turned on from his secretive affection. We'd made some serious E.C. (Eye Contact)and were flirting all over the place. I excused myself to go to the bathroom. On my way there, I ran into Keith. He was carrying an order to another table and I almost bumped into him. He quickly smiled and asked if everything was alright. I said, "Yeah, just goin' to the restroom". I smiled very big and he returned the grin.
Keith had curly blond hair and dark eyebrows. His skin was tight and clear and totally blemish free. His smile was great. His pearly white teeth were blinding in contrast to his dark skinned cheeks. And his eyes were hypnotizing. He took great care of himself and it was obvious.
I wasn't in the restroom one minute before I heard the door open and Keith walk in. I heard him walk across the floor of the bathroom and check to see if anyone else was in the stalls. It was clear. He walked back over to the door and flipped the latch to lock it. I twisted my head back to look at him as I shook my dick after my piss.
"Who are you and where did you come from?", Keith asked, putting his hands on my shoulders again.
"I'm Sean. I'm here with my Mom and her boyfriend. I drove up from Pensacola this morning and I think you are incredibly fine". I couldn't believe how blunt I was being but thought, "when was I going to be back in Birmingham again?"
"Well Sean, I get off at one and if I walk out and you're not outside waiting for me, I'll be very disappointed." Keith said, looking me straight in the eyes.
I managed to get my dick back in my pants as Keith tried to sneak a peek. I smiled and with one swift tug, zipped up my jeans.
"Oh, just in case", Keith added. "Here's my number". He scribbled his phone number on a piece of paper and handed it to me. "You are one hot guy". He said, kissing me square on the mouth.
I tucked the slip of paper in my pocket and walked towards the door. Keith reminded me that he got off work at 1 and if I wanted to meet him afterwards, I could.
I walked back to the table and sat down. Dinner was sitting right in front of me and we ate.
About 45 minutes later, we got up and left. As we walked out the door, I turned to see Keith leaning up against the brick wall next to the kitchen, smiling. He winked and I headed for the car.
We drove around for 30 minutes and wound up back at my Mom's house. I sat in the den with my Mom and Jim talking. I looked up at the clock. It was 11:30. I told my Mom I was going to drive around and sightsee Birmingham. My first visit. She told me to be careful and to lock my doors. Like Birmingham was some dangerous place. I agreed and headed towards my car.
I drove around looking for bars. I found one in the heart of downtown and it turned out to be a straight bar with some really loud Zydeco band playing live. I left there quickly and drove around some more. I found another place. "The Quest". It was a plain looking bar. I walked up to the door and was met by some horrid looking bouncer. He started giving me these terrible pick up lines and I acted like I was interested. I was two years away from being able to go into a bar and wanted to have an easy way in. No problem. He asked me for my I.D. I told him my driver's license had been suspended and he bought it. I soon found myself walking in after paying three dollars. I walked in and there were all types of guys. Young, old, Country & Western, freaks, and trolls. I stood around for several minutes, then realized I had to piss. I found the bathroom and made my way to the urinal. It was one of the filthiest places I've ever pissed in but the scenery was unbelievable. As I pissed, I looked to my left to see two guys sucking each other off in the stall next to me. They were jacking off and giving no mercy to the dicks in their mouths. I stood there awhile watching until one of them looked up and said, "Leave or join us". I quickly left. Not my type. I went back out and stood by the bar. About six guys hit on me, which made me nervous. Only two were cute and I soon felt the urge to leave.
I was now back in my car and driving around Birmingham. I found another bar that was visibly a gay bar but they wouldn't let me in. No ID. No entrance. I left there and drove back towards the restaraunt. It was 12:45 and I was anxious to see Keith. I sat in the parking lot until he got off work. I watched as several of the employees walked out the door. I finally saw Keith as he strolled out into the parking lot. He was talking to some overweight girl and laughing.
He froze when he saw me and began smiling. I was sitting on the hood my car when I first noticed me. I grinned back and slowly slid off my car.
"Hey, I wasn't expecting you to be here", Keith said. "Yeah, I wasn't expecting to be here either. Where can we go?" I asked, fumbling in my pocket for the key.
"We can go to my place". Keith added. "It's only about a mile from here".
"Sounds good to me", I said.
I followed him down the street and to his apartment. It was a huge complex that was closer than he'd said.
I got out of my car and met him on the sidewalk to his place. We talked about unimportant shit until we got to his door. He was unlocking the door when I heard a vicious growl from inside. "Holy shit....what is that?" I asked.
"It's my girl, Mandy".
As it turned out, Mandy was a Rotweiller that could have easily taken my leg off but Keith managed to keep her calm. He asked me if I wanted something to drink. I said yes and he opened a liquor cabinet stocked full of booze. "What cha want?", he asked rumaging through the endless bottles of alcohol.
"Rum and Coke", I said. Keith began pouring my glass and soon handed it to me. I tasted it and it almost burned my tongue.
"Shit!!!" I said, trying to get my taste buds back in order.
"Too strong?" he asked.
"Could you put some coke in here?" I joked.
I managed to get used to the strong drink and before I knew it was half way through.
My head was spinning as we sat on the sofa talking. His apartment was decorated very well and had a scent of peaches or something in the air. Probably some type of potpourri. Things went smoothly and he was beginning to make the first move. His hands were all over me and I was returning the actions.
I had Keith's shirt unbuttoned half way and liked what I saw so far. No hair. Completely smooth with a dark tan. I felt around for his nipple and began pinching it. "You'd better stop that or I'll give you a fucking you wont ever forget". Keith said.
With that, I pressed my finger nail into his nipple, pinching it with all my strength. He rose up off the couch and squatted down on me. Our lips met and we kissed long and deep. His tongue was long and smooth and very hyperactive. I could barely keep up.
He undid the remainder of his buttons of his shirt and was soon taking his shirt off all the way. He smelled great. His cologne had worn off and had mixed with his sweat. We kissed some more as his hand finally found it's way to my crotch. His fingers grabbed around my hard pole and began working their way into my jeans. I immediately grabbed onto his dick.
His shoulders and thighs were as hard as concrete. He was probably 1% body fat and felt excellent.
I reached up and undid his pants. I could feel the heat from his crotch as soon as I flung open his fly. He'd been working all day and I could soon smell the scent of his crotch. We were doing some heavy petting as our tongues faught. I was really getting into his mouth. His hands were now massaging my dick through my underwear. He seemed to like what he was feeling and I was liking his touch.
I raised my hips off the couch and slid my jeans down my legs. Keith was immediately lowering his head to my dick. I could hear him breathing in through his nose and taking in my scent. I was dying to get to his crotch to get a better sniff of his meat. As if planned, we both stood up and got totally undressed. We were standing completely naked in front of each other and he asked if I'd be interested in going to the hot tub. I quickly said, "Yeah". Keith walked upstairs to get a pair of swim trunks for both of us (we were the same size) and we put them on and made our way to the hot tub.
We walked over to the hot tub which was located about 100 feet from his apartment. He told me (on the way) that at night, he liked to stand on his balcony and watch the young guys fuck their girlfriends in the jacuzzi. He had a good view and with binoculars, could see every detail. When we got there, the room was empty and the hot tub was going full speed. Someone had apparently just left. We checked our surroundings and eased our way into the hot bubbly water.
It felt great. Not to mention the sight of Keith easing his gorgeous body down into the steamy water. We sat down across from each other. We didn't want anyone to walk in on us and catch us sitting right next to each other. The minute we got seated, his toes were making their way to my crotch.
We weren't there five minutes before our swim trunks were floating in the water and he was inching his big toe up my ass. I returned the favor and found entry easy. Suddenly, Keith looked around and darted out of the tub. He was butt-naked and was heading towards the control panel. I got my first glance of his dick. Not huge but average. Of course, the water may have had something to do with it. His balls hung down about four and a half inches and swung back and forth with every step he took. The sight of him was having an effect on my rod. I was almost at full attention.
He crept back to the tub after turning the lights off. The water was still jetting up my ass and I was getting hornier than ever from being in the dark in a strange place with someone I hardly knew.
When he sat back down, he was right next to me. His ass was pressed up against me closely and feeling under the water for my dick. He finally made contact and his first touch was like electricity. My dick shot up and was ready to go. We kissed some more before he found my mouth again. He placed his hands on my ribcage and pushed me up towards the edge of the tub. I looked around and after realizing that no one was around, I sat calmly on the edge. My dick was sticking straight up. Within seconds, Keith's mouth was covering my hard cock. His mouth and tongue was working wonders up and down the shaft. I was in ecstacy. He worked on my rod for awhile before pulling himself up on the edge of the tub. I inched my way back into the jacuzzi and rose back up to take his prick in my mouth. His dick was so smooth. There was an incredible amount of excess skin around the head of his dick. He was circumsized but not very well. He wasn't fully hard yet so that may have had something to do with it.
I dove down on his shaft and took every inch of him into my throat. Keith grabbed the back of my head and suggested we go back up to his room and finish things off. We made a mad dash to his apartment without putting our bathing suits back on. We were almost caught by the security guard driving by in the rattling old golf cart. He unlocked his door and we were safe. Mandy, his dog was locked away upstairs so there was no danger of her attacking.
I followed him upstairs and half way up, he turned and sat down on one of the steps. Before I knew it, he was sucking me off. My body was still tingling from the quick dip in the hot tub. I wanted him to eat me. I turned around and shoved my ass towards his mouth. He welcomed it and tongued my asshole. It felt so good having his strong tongue enter my butt.
I turned back around after a moment of pleasure and pulled him by the hand up to the bedroom. We entered a room, which turned out to be the bathroom. He grabbed my hand and pulled me towards his bedroom. We did a sprint to his bed and were all over each other. We wound up 69ing and trying to eat each other's ass. He was incredibly flexible and I soon had his butt right at my mouth for easy insertion. I ate his ass as hard as I could. He let me taste him for a while before he laid flat and asked, "You wanna get high?"
I smiled, as if he'd read my mind. "Yeah", I exclaimed.
He jumped off the bed and walked to his dresser. His body was the closest thing to fine as I've seen in a long time. Aside from Kris and Jason... but for his age. As it turned out, he was 24 years old and was a gymnast, runner, swimmer and soccer player. He pulled out a pipe from his top drawer and a lighter. We sat on the bed and proceeded to get totally ripped. He refilled the bowl four or five times before things got on their way.
My head was almost hurting from the pott as we began sucking each other off again. Our tongues were soon back in position and eating each others ass. It seemed much easier now by being stoned. I was able to get further inside him and he was going deep inside my ass now.
I moved to take his dick in my mouth and was sucking his hot meat into my throat. The excess skin I told you about was about to choke me. I was tasting every bit of his meat. He was groaning and trying to fuck my face while keeping his mouth in place on my rectum. We were like two dogs in heat. Two dogs that needed to be soaked with a garden hose.
We eventually moved on the bed til we were kissing again. He managed to pull away long enough to tell me he wanted me to fuck him. I almost spoke to tell him I was just thinking the same thing. Only I wanted him to fuck me. He got off the bed one last time to get the universal tube of K-Y. He squeezed a very small amount on my dick and began to rub it in. I stood over him and managed to massage the small amount into my hard dick. He was ready and I stood poised as I stared at his perfect body before I slaughtered it with my rock hard shaft. I could see his tight flat mounds of pecs rise and fall with each breath. His nipples dancing with each twitch of his muscles. I moved the head of my dick at his entrance as he grabbed hold of my balls and pulled me towards him. I sunk the length of my rod as deep as I could into his guts. There was no hesitation as my pole rammed all the way inside him. As hard as it was to believe, he was still tight yet I was pistoning in and out of him. One thing I noticed was his ability to rattle glass with his moans. He was screaming loudly with each thrust. I felt like I was doing something wrong. Every time (not just every once in awhile) I rammed his innards, he was screaming at the top of his lungs. I was making progress. I felt like I was really sending him over the edge. With each scream, I would increase my speed. I was soon on the brink of orgasm and I didn't know if I should blow inside his guts or not. I just kept going and let nature take it's course. I informed him that I was about to explode. With that, he swung around and within seconds, had my dick in his mouth, (funky ass stench and all). He began sucking me off. I soon blew my load which seemed to take forever. I came several gallons ( or so it seemed) into his mouth.
After I was completely empty, he told me to lay down, open my mouth and close my eyes, expecting to have his dick in my mouth. I did and was rewarded (in a strange way) by every ounce of my load being spit back into my mouth. He had emptied his mouth of my sperm onto my tongue and throat. I was so horny at this point, I swallowed. Of course, him holding my nose didn't help matters any.
"Swallow, Sean". Keith said as he got into position to fuck my mouth. He was going to empty his load and I knew it. He began to fuck my face and was close to doing so when he pulled out and told me he wanted to fuck me up the ass. I really wasn't in the mood at this point, for any anal penetration but let him go for it anyway. I repositioned my body on the bed as he lubbed up his hardening dick. Within minutes (that seemed like hours) he was jabbing his rod into my ass. He felt huge and my butt muscles were massaging his diving tool as it made it's way in and out of me. My dick was hard again and I was jacking off as he rammed my insides with his fuck muscle.
Soon he was panting and thrusting his crotch into mine. He was right on the verge of coming when he quickly pulled out and rushed up to my mouth. I felt the globs of cum splattering on my stomach as he moved towards my mouth. I involuntarily opened my mouth and let him dispense the rest of his load in my mouth. I tried not to swallow but felt some of it run down my throat. The thing that amazed me was he was still coming. I couldn't believe the amount of cum he was emptying in my mouth. I was full and covered. I held the contents of his orgasm in my mouth as he reminded me not to swallow. I didn't. He quickly laid down and told me to spit his seed into his mouth. I rose up on one elbow and leaned over his face, working up my mouthful of his jism. I emptied his cum into his mouth and he drank every drop. I could hear him swallowing the spit and cum mixture into his stomach.
That was soon over and he told me breathlessly that he wanted me to milk his dick for any last drop of cum and spit it into his mouth. I went back down on his dick head and sucked while gliding my fingers up his shaft trying to emit more cum out of his dick channel. I managed to get another tablespoon or so and was soon back up to his mouth, spitting his nut juice back into his hot mouth. He savored every drop and then we engaged in a long hot wet kiss.
We laid in each others arms talking.
"You know you are only the second person I've ever been with?" , Keith said.
I didn't believe him.
He went on to say, "I'm just too finicky when it comes to giving myself to anyone. They have to be perfect. The last guy I was with reminded me alot of you...but he was too young".
"How old was he?" I asked, thinking 16 or 17.
"It was a neighbor of mine back when I lived at home. He and I have always messed around ever since I was 17. He's 14 now". I quickly did the math in my head. "Y'all started doing shit when he was seven?!!!"
"Yeah, and that's part of the reason I'm living here now. I used to live in a small town with a population of about 150 people. And when you fuck around with a kid for so long, it's almost certain that someone will find out. I guess you could say I embarrassed my family beyond repair. They had to move away and things were totally ruined between my Dad and I. He wont even talk to me anymore".
I was interested now and asked, "Well do you still see the boy?"
"Eddie?" Keith asked.
"Yeah, I guess. The kid you fucked around with".
"Eddie's parent divorced shortly after the shit hit the fan and his mother now lives about four or five miles from here...with Eddie. He comes by every once in awhile on his bicycle. I love the kid and he loves me. I just wish we didn't have to sneak around to see each other".
Keith got up and walked back over to his dresser. He got three picture frames off the dresser and walked back over to the bed and sat down.
"This is Eddie when he was about 7". Keith said, handing me the first photo.
"Holy shit. He's adorable" I said, while whimpering at the kid's innocent smile in what appeared to be a K-mart photo shoot. He looked nothing like me though I saw some resemblance in his eyes.
Keith handed me the other photos...very similar to the first.
"These were when he was about 8...I'm not sure".
"He is so cute". I said as I tried to memorize that face for later jack-off sessions. "I can definitely see why you love him".
"These photos don't do him justice. Hang on..".
With that, Keith jumped back off the bed and went to his closet. He pulled out a photo album and walked back towards me, smiling.
"You've got to promise you wont tell a soul about these".
"I promise". (Hmmm, do Bulletin Boards count?...Naahhh)
Keith opened the photo album up to the first page.
"Oh My God..." I thought. I was speechless.
My eyes were staring at Eddie in an amateur black and white photo shoot. The very first picture was a very recent photo of Eddie knealing down in the woods completely naked with his hand around his hardon. He was looking up at the camera with a devilish grin.
"Oh, Jesus... he's definitely not hurtin' on dick size".
"You ain't seen nothin' yet", Keith said, turning the page.
The next two photos were of Eddie on a bed stretching in what appeared to be a yawn. Again, he was totally naked and had a hard-on. Keith turned the page again and the photos progressively got worse or better, which ever way you want to look at it. I was now looking at Eddie with his legs up over his head and someone had two fingers in his butt.
"Who's fingers?", I asked.
Keith held up his two fingers and wiggled them, smiling.
I moved on towards the back of the photo album. Eddie was in almost every position imaginable. In some of the last three photos, Eddie was being penetrated by Keith's dick.
"That was about four months ago. Right after Eddie turned 14. I fucked him up the ass for his birthday".
"You really ought to invest in a Camcorder", I suggested.
"I have one...and we've made two tapes so far". Keith added.
"Oh fuck, I'd kill to see them". I hinted.
Keith got off the bed and motioned for me to follow him down stairs. I did.
Keith walked over to his entertainment center and pulled out a video that was hidden behind a magazine rack. He shoved it in the VCR and rewound it.
"I can't believe I'm showing this to you. I'm going to mute most of it because I can't stand to hear my voice on the recording. But I will turn the sound up on one particular scene".
This was fine with me.
The tape stopped at the beginning of the spool. Keith pressed play on his remote control. The picture was jumpy and a little out of focus.
I watched in anticipation as the picture got better and a bathtub came into view. It was obviously Eddie in the bathtub. He was laughing and screaming telling Keith to turn off the camcorder. The television was then muted and there was snow on the screen.
A few seconds later the picture came back and Eddie was lying on Keith's bed in his underwear. His hair was still wet so I figured it was shortly after the bathtub scene. Keith fastforwarded then pressed play. Now Eddie was jacking-off. The underwear was gone and I was getting a boner.
"How old was he when you filmed this?" I asked.
"This was back in June... so fourteen".
I sighed as this beautiful kid worked his nice sized dick. It was hard to tell but was probably six inches...easily.
Keith pressed the fastforward button again this time without pressing stop. The scene was coming to an end and Keith pressed play again. Just in time for Eddie to cum...and he did cum. There was semen all over his chest, face and stomach...and he was still shooting more.
The screen turned to snow again then Keith stopped the tape. Fast forwarded it and pressed play again. He'd let it go too far and when the picture came on, it was Keith's muscular ass plowing deep into Eddie's ass. Keith pressed stop and said, "Ooops. Didn't mean for you to see that". I objected and told him I wanted to see it. After several minutes of negotiating, Keith resumed play and I was jacking off watching.
On the screen, Keith was arching his back and going in hard and deep into Eddie's ass. This went on for about three or four minutes before Keith remembered he wanted me to hear the sound on this scene. He pressed mute again on the remote and I didn't hear anything. Of course, the fucking had stopped for a moment of rest but was soon starting back up. This time, Eddie was on his back and had turned on the bed to show off the two young bodies profiles. Keith was slamming so hard into Eddie it was taking Eddie's breath away. Eddie was screaming in pain as if someone was swinging a sledge hammer into his shins or something. His screaming, crying and pleas were sending me over the edge. I shot off all over my stomach while listening and watching Keith cum inside Eddie's little butt.
As my orgasm came to an end, Eddie was still out of breath and was telling Keith, "your cum's... burnin' my... insides".
We talked awhile longer and accidentally fell asleep.
I woke up around 5:30 and whispered to him that I needed to go to my Mom's. He smiled and we said our goodbyes. I left and drove towards my mom's house. I was completely lost but made it to my destination by 6am. I walked in and went into the guest bedroom. I was out in no time.
At 9am, my Mom woke me up and asked if I wanted any breakfast. I didn't. I slept til 10 and was awaken by Jim cutting the grass. I had a headache and didn't want to get up. My mom walked into my room and reminded me that we were going to see the Rollingstones tonight. At this time, I didn't give a shit about seeing a bunch of elderly rock n rollers hobble around the stage, sweating. I finally got up and went into the dining room. I was starving. I ate the left over breakfast and vegged out on the couch. I eventually went outside and helped Jim by edging the yard.
Around 3, I took a walk to the park. It was a well noted gay park and I could tell from 3 blocks away that it was swarming with sissy boys. I walked through the park and flirted with the guys there. I stopped when one of them shouted at me. I turned and acknowledged him then walked away. There were some cute guys there but none near as fine as Keith or Eddie. Plus, I was in no mood to fuck.
Around 7pm, Jim, Mom and I left for the Rollingstones concert. It was a pretty decent night for an outdoor concert. We parked in a Church parking lot about two blocks from Legion Field stadium and walked towards our gate. There are alot of cute guys in Alabama. There were more young guys at the concert than I'd expected. I made eye contact with several while standing in line. I felt like I had nothing to lose so I'd stare at a young guy and then look down at his crotch. One in particular stood out. He was probably 16 and had was very handsome. He was walking around the stadium and crossed in front of us in line. As he passed, he kept looking back and smiling. Damn, if only I wasn't with my Mom and Jim, I would've pursued him. His bubble butt was sticking out and giggling as he walked away. He was wearing a tank top and had pecs from hell.
We made our way inside and Jim bought me a large beer and hotdog. I chugged the beer down and he kept refilling me all night. By the time the opening band began, I was buzzing. And after one 16oz beer. I guess it was because I hadn't eaten since early afternoon. I suddenly had to take a massive piss and excused myself to the bathroom. I was actually on two missions. To piss and to scope out young dudes. I took care of the first mission and relieved myself in the urinal. There was an older guy next to me and a younger guy behind him. I took my time until the kid moved up in line to whizz. He got to the urinal and pulled his dick out. It was incredibly average but was nice to see. The whole time he was pissing, he was stroking his dick back and forth causing the stream to jet up and down. I finished my business and turned to walk out. I stood at the exit and waited for the kid to come out. He was wearing a pullover Polo and looked to be from a wealthy family. The bob haircut and smooth clear skin. He just looked like he was from a good home. I was still buzzing from the beer and knew I'd never see him again so I flat out said, "Nice dick". He turned to me in shock and asked, "What?". I looked back at him and said, "I stood next to you at the john and saw your dick and you have a nice dick". I was really just messing with his mind and had no intention of having sex with him. He blushed and said, "Thanks".
We parted ways and I made my way into the hallway. It had gotten incredibly crowded. The opening band was almost through playing and everyone was piling in to see the Stones. I had no idea who the opening band was until I heard someone saying it was Counting Crows. Actually a band that appealed to me.
The Stones came out and were pretty good...but loud as shit. My ears were killing me and my head was throbbing. I found my Mom and Jim and watched the show. The Stones played forever and the show was over around midnight and after all of the fireworks, we headed home. I was exhausted and went to sleep.
Sunday morning, I woke up and got ready to leave for Pensacola, Fl. I wanted to leave fairly early so I could stop back by Keith's place to get his number and address so we could keep in touch. I left around noon after we had a late Brunch and said bye to my Mom. She was crying and kissing me telling me she worried about me and hoped I was making it okay. Jim asked me if I needed any money. I gave him a hug and said "no thanks". I hugged my Mom again and whispered to her, "I like him. Keep him." She then took the opportunity to tell me that they were engaged. I was very happy. He's what she needs.
I packed up the car and headed for PC, Fl... or so my Mom thought. I drove off towards the interstate and went to Keith's place.
I arrived and walked up to his front door and knocked. After waiting several minutes, the door finally opened and Keith was standing there trying to keep Mandy (the dog) from running out the door. Keith smiled and said, "Hey, Sean... what brings you here?" "I was on my back to Florida and wanted to stop by to swap phone numbers and addresses".
"That's a good idea... come on in".
I walked in past Keith and stood in the hallway. I followed Keith into the living room. I froze when I realized someone was there. It was Eddie and he was sitting on the sofa with a afghan covering his crossed legs. Something was going on and I felt terrible for interrupting.
"Did I interrupt something?" I asked, looking at Keith.
"No, but now's your time to meet Eddie". Keith whispered.
"Eddie this is Sean. Sean, this is my Eddie booboo"
Eddie looked at me in horror as Keith called him by his pet name. I walked over to shake his hand. He looked alot older in person... All of 15.
"It's alright. Sean knows the story and he's cool with it". Keith said, comforting Eddie. I felt real uncomfortable. Even though Eddie looked older in person, he was even finer than in the pictures. Plus, I wasn't sure if Keith had told Eddie about Friday night.
We sat around and talked for about an hour. Eddie was beginning to open up to me and talk about the situation between Keith and his mother. I pretended I knew nothing.
Eddie got up and wrapped the afghan around him. I got a brief glimpse of his dick. Eddie was naked. I really felt bad now as I told Keith I needed to get on the road. Keith objected and told me to stay a little while longer.
Eddie walked out of the room towards the bathroom. Keith waited for Eddie to close the bathroom door then moved close to me. "Eddie knows about Friday and he's okay with it. We've talked it over and want you to do something with us".
I asked, "Like what?"
"I don't know. I want to see Eddie suck you off and you can do whatever you want to him".
Eddie walked back out of the bathroom. Now he was in his underwear and the afghan had disappeared. His sweet little bulge in the front of his briefs stuck out and I could see a small drop of urine on the front of his bulge.
I was surprised when Eddie came over and sat down right next to me on the love seat. He had the young boy sweat smell. Keith soon joined us on the love seat on the other side of Eddie. He nudged Eddie towards me and Eddie slid right up next to me. My dick was hard now and I was anxious to get things going. This was unbelievable to me. All I'd wanted was a number and address and I now felt like I was going to get a lot more.
Keith kept trying to get Eddie to make a move but Eddie wouldn't. I excused myself to the bathroom and gave them time to talk.
When I came out of the bathroom, they were still sitting in the same position. Only now they were kissing. I sat back down next to them and they stopped kissing. Keith nudged Eddies arm again and nothing happened. Soon, Keith grabbed Eddies left wrist and placed it on my thigh. Eddies hand was still and eventually started massaging my leg. He really wasn't into this situation and I didn't want to go any further. I told them I needed to leave and Keith quickly objected.
"Sean, stay here. We'll be right back". Keith said, grabbing Eddie by the upper arm and taking him into the kitchen. After five or ten minutes they came back and sat back down in their original position. I sat calmly and uncomfortably. Eddie's hand was soon back on my leg and was inching it's way towards my crotch. I laid back and let him do whatever it was he was destined to do. He moved his hand up to my shirt and pulled it out of my shorts, exposing my belly button. I kept my hands up on my chest to see what he'd do next. He rubbed his hands over my stomach several times before slipping them into the band of my shorts. Meanwhile, Keith had his hand inside Eddie's underwear and was feeling his balls.
I don't know what Keith had said to Eddie in the kitchen but whatever it was had done some good. Eddie seemed to be getting into it now as he unfastened my shorts and played with the trail of hair that runs from my navel to my bush. I was getting really hot and horny now and reached over in unison with Keith to raise Eddie's shirt up and off over his head. The shirt came off with no trouble as Eddie leaned back onto the back of the love seat. His flat chest was moving up and down with each breath and I noticed there was no sign of hair anywhere on his torsoe. Hell, he was still definitely a little boy and his boyfriend was initiating this whole thing. I ran my hand over his body eventually wound up at the waist band of his underwear. I paused for several seconds before Keith's hand was next to mine; ready to help me remove his briefs. Our hands worked together in pulling his underwear off, exposing his young hard dick. I was glad to see that it was hard. I didn't want to force these actions on him.
Keith began kissing his neck and pulled away long enough to mouth to me to suck him off. I waited a minute or two before I leaned down to suck his dick. His crotch smelled of laundry detergent and boy sweat. I licked his head and toyed with it before taking the full length of it in my mouth. Eddie rose his hips up towards my mouth as I worked my tongue over the entire length. At one point, I looked up to see Keith staring at me, smiling. He was getting off on watching me do his little boyfriend.
I moved down to taste his sweet little ball sack. And then blew him off again.
Sometime during this blow job, Keith had taken off his shirt and jeans and was jacking off. I never saw him remove any clothing. I was too damn busy to notice.
Keith reached over to pull my shirt up over my head. I was tired of this taking so long so I pulled my mouth off Eddie's dick and stood up. I pulled my shirt off and got completely undressed. This started a chain reaction and Keith stood with me to take his clothes off. Eddie was already naked and was looking me up and down as I tried to flex my muscles. I hadn't worked out since Thursday and was far from toned. Before I attempted to sit down, Keith suggested that we go up stairs to the bedroom. To enhance the situation, Keith grabbed Eddie up and attempted to carry him. He was having some difficulty. I grabbed Eddie's lean smooth legs and we carried him up the stairs like some deer we'd just killed.
When we finally got upstairs, we swung him onto the bed and climbed in after him. Eddie was on his side and I was sucking his dick. Keith was licking his balls and trying to make his way to his ass. Eddie lifted his left leg so Keith could get at him easier. I just concentrated on sucking him off. My dick was hurting by now and I needed to get off.
I moved closer to Keith and began helping him eat little Eddie's asshole. Our tongues were fighting for better positions. Keith was sticking his finger up Eddie's ass and Eddie was loving it.
I stuck my index finger into my mouth to lubricate it and aimed it towards Eddie's anus. I joined Keith in finger fucking Eddie and with each additional finger added, I'd match it. Eddie soon had four fingers inside of him and he was rocking his hips back and forth. He had also began to jackoff from the sensation we were creating in his butt. Keith reached over with his free hand to pull my fingers out of Eddie's ass. He then got up and got the KY out of his drawer, lubing up his dick. I knew then he was going to fuck Eddie. He then handed me the tube of KY and I got the impression he wanted me to fuck him as well.
Keith got up on his knees and pointed his dick at Eddie's butt. I watched in anticipation as his shaft disappeared into Eddie's hot little ass. He fucked him awhile as I squeezed a small amount of jelly onto my dick. I rubbed it in and waited. Keith fucked Eddie for a good while before pulling out. The whole time, Eddie was screaming and moaning. I wanted to fuck him too before I came just from the sight.
Keith pulled out and looked at me as if to say, "Go ahead... fuck him". I got into position and got the head of my rod into him. He was squirming around the bed and groaning. I got another inch into him and he was hysterical. He was rising his head up and screaming loudly now. I felt like if I was to ram his ass with my entire dick, he'd definitely wake people in the next county. I was ready to come and didn't give a shit so I plowed him with all I had. Straight to the base of my dick.
He let out a scream of pain that sent chills down my spine. I kept on fucking him and looking at Keith like, "I'm fucking your boy... enjoy the sight".
I was plowing my hips into his ass and Keith was jacking off faster than ever. He was loving it and so was I.
Keith got up and let Eddie suck him off as he got closer to orgasm. Keith shot off in record time into Eddie's little mouth. I was still pumping Eddie and close to cumming myself. I began to moan as I felt my nads tighten up. Keith told me not to cum inside him. He said, "Eddie will eat it. Don't cum until he's got your dick in his mouth".
This excited me even more. From what I could tell, Eddie hadn't swallowed Keith's load yet and had a mouth full. I pulled out and began jacking off. I was so close and let them know it. Eddie rose up and searched for my dick with his full mouth. I started to cum the minute I saw Eddie's little mouth splattered with Keith's cum. I shot about two spurts onto Eddie's forhead before his mouth engulfed my dick. I emptied the rest of my seed into Eddie's mouth. Eddie's mouth was drooling cum already and I wasn't even finished. He took most of my seed into his mouth. And then sat back with his cheeks about to explode.
Keith laid down on the bed and told Eddie, "Okay, I'm ready". They'd done this before...just like we had. Eddie leaned over Keith's face and spit a long trail of our cum into his mouth. Keith was gulping down the mixture when Eddie looked at me like, "Open your mouth...it's your turn". I was still a little horny and laid down beside him and opened my mouth. Eddie emptied the rest of his mouthfull into my mouth. I figured it was Keith's load I was ingesting, since he'd gone first.
It was over. Little Eddie had performed perfectly. I could see why Keith loved him. For his age, he was very well experienced and knew how to handle himself. I eventually swallowed the load of mixed cum and held Eddie's limp little body for about 15 minutes.
I got up and left around 3pm. We'd been together for almost three hours and I was worn out. They were too.
We traded numbers and addresses and I left.
I couldn't shake the experience for the majority of the ride home.
I got home and ran into Kris. He finally apologized for the prank he and Jason had played on me. I told him he'd pay for it and left it at that.
I went into my apartment and proceeded to type this story into my computer. I'm sending a copy to Keith to keep the experience fresh on his mind. Of course, I'll edit some of it for his copy.
The trip was not as bad as I thought it would be.
The shit finally hit the fan about him telling his sister I was gay and never once let on to her that he was. I threatened to tell his sister about him but decided against it. I'm not like that. I fucked his sister and boyfriend around July 19th, and didn't get around to telling Drake until two weeks later. Something I probably shouldn't have done.
Anyway, I stopped several times along the way to take a piss and check out the rest stops but had no luck in getting off. By the time I hit Montgomery Alabama, I was terribly horny. I was about ready to pull over and jack off in my car but there was way too much traffic.
Right as I was leaving Montgomery, this freaky looking guy in a black Cheverolet Blazer almost ran me off the road. He was staring at me and wasn't watching where he was going. He had light brown hair that went everywhere (like he'd just gotten out of bed) and a goofy looking dimple on his cheek. So after I regained control of my car after our close call, he motioned for me to pull over. He looked young but couldn't have been over 30. I needed to get something to drink anyways, so I pulled off at the next exit and stopped at a convenient store. I'd already gotten out of my car when I saw the Black blazer pull up. It was him. He apologized over and over about almost running me off the road. "I'm sorry...I'm sorry...I'm sorry", he said as he slammed the door of his vehicle.
I couldn't think of anything to say, so I kept on walking into the convenient store. I made my way to the cooler to get a Coke and when I closed the cooler door, I noticed his goofy face in the glass.
"Hey", he said with a distant stare at my crotch.
"Hi", I replied, making my way towards the cashier.
"I didn't mean to run you off the road", said the real strange stranger. "it's just... I ain't seen anything like you before... yer niiice lookin'", he said in his backwoods hill- billy accent.
"Thanks", I replied as I hurried to the counter to make my purchase.
Sure I was horny... but not this horny. I wouldn't have fucked this freak if he were the last guy on earth.
I quickly paid for my drink and rushed out to my car. The Goob was right on my heels. I turned before getting into my car and said, "I'm Sean... good to meet ya".
His face lit up as he stuck out his sweaty hand. "The name's Chris. You sher is purdy".
A chill ran down my spine as this wierd inbred Alabamian continued to give me the creeps. I got back into my car and got the fuck out of there. I wasn't two miles down the road before I noticed him back on my rear bumper. He was flashing his headlights at me and motioning for me to pull over. I was real nervous now. I finally managed to get away from him by pulling in front of two eighteen wheelers and blocking him off. I stepped on the accellerator and lost him. I kept expecting to hear banjos playing and him appearing back next to me.
I finally made it to the Birmingham city limits. Not much to see. When I first laid eyes on the city, I pulled out the directions my Mom had given me and started looking for 8th Avenue. I turned off on 8th and followed the directions to her house. She lived up on "THE MOUNTAIN" in a relatively old house. The neighborhood wasn't really that bad. In fact, it was a couple of blocks from a "gay" park. "Gays in Alabama? Wow!!" I drove up in front of her house and got out. I saw two older guys walking their German Shepherd down the sidewalk. They were staring at me and were obviously gay. I flashed a smile and walked up the sidewalk to my Mom's front door.
I knocked on the door and my Mom opened it and did the typical Mother thing. She hugged and kissed me and, of course, told me how thin I was, asking if I was getting enough to eat. I immediately thought about Kris, Jason and Brad back home and smiled. "Yeah, I'm fine, Mom". I said as I sat my duffle bag on the floor.
Just then, an older guy walked up. He was tall and had a hint of gray hair on both sides of his head. "Sean?... Jim". He stuck out his hand and we shook hands for an eternity. Jim is a nice guy. My Mom seems to like him and he treats her well.
Jim picked up my duffle bag and carried them to the spare bedroom. "This is where you'll be sleeping", Jim said, putting his arm around me.
I was dead tired and told them I was going to take a nap before we went to supper. They said it was fine and I headed towards the bed and slept for about an hour and a half.
I woke up around 3:30 and took a piss. The bathroom was nicely decorated and smelled like flowers. I took my whizz and walked into the den where they were sitting. It looked like the typical Norman Rockwell family portrait. My mom was doing some needlepoint and Jim was reading the paper. As I walked into the room, Jim made some conversation, asking me if I was dating or planning to get married soon. (Not a good start...on that topic). I totally avoided the topic and began talking about work.
Time flew and we were soon sitting at a table in a restaraunt in the middle of downtown Birmingham. The waiter was beautiful. Probably sixteen or seventeen and had a face of a God. I secretly stared at him and flirted. He smiled back and winked as he headed back for the kitchen. He was gorgeous and I wasn't going to let him get away... if I could help it.
Dinner arrived and Keith (our waiter) came back a million times to refill our drinks and see if everything was okay. On one of his visits, he put his hand on my shoulder and asked us if he could get us anything. His fingers massaged my back as his thumb rubbed my neck. I was getting really turned on from his secretive affection. We'd made some serious E.C. (Eye Contact)and were flirting all over the place. I excused myself to go to the bathroom. On my way there, I ran into Keith. He was carrying an order to another table and I almost bumped into him. He quickly smiled and asked if everything was alright. I said, "Yeah, just goin' to the restroom". I smiled very big and he returned the grin.
Keith had curly blond hair and dark eyebrows. His skin was tight and clear and totally blemish free. His smile was great. His pearly white teeth were blinding in contrast to his dark skinned cheeks. And his eyes were hypnotizing. He took great care of himself and it was obvious.
I wasn't in the restroom one minute before I heard the door open and Keith walk in. I heard him walk across the floor of the bathroom and check to see if anyone else was in the stalls. It was clear. He walked back over to the door and flipped the latch to lock it. I twisted my head back to look at him as I shook my dick after my piss.
"Who are you and where did you come from?", Keith asked, putting his hands on my shoulders again.
"I'm Sean. I'm here with my Mom and her boyfriend. I drove up from Pensacola this morning and I think you are incredibly fine". I couldn't believe how blunt I was being but thought, "when was I going to be back in Birmingham again?"
"Well Sean, I get off at one and if I walk out and you're not outside waiting for me, I'll be very disappointed." Keith said, looking me straight in the eyes.
I managed to get my dick back in my pants as Keith tried to sneak a peek. I smiled and with one swift tug, zipped up my jeans.
"Oh, just in case", Keith added. "Here's my number". He scribbled his phone number on a piece of paper and handed it to me. "You are one hot guy". He said, kissing me square on the mouth.
I tucked the slip of paper in my pocket and walked towards the door. Keith reminded me that he got off work at 1 and if I wanted to meet him afterwards, I could.
I walked back to the table and sat down. Dinner was sitting right in front of me and we ate.
About 45 minutes later, we got up and left. As we walked out the door, I turned to see Keith leaning up against the brick wall next to the kitchen, smiling. He winked and I headed for the car.
We drove around for 30 minutes and wound up back at my Mom's house. I sat in the den with my Mom and Jim talking. I looked up at the clock. It was 11:30. I told my Mom I was going to drive around and sightsee Birmingham. My first visit. She told me to be careful and to lock my doors. Like Birmingham was some dangerous place. I agreed and headed towards my car.
I drove around looking for bars. I found one in the heart of downtown and it turned out to be a straight bar with some really loud Zydeco band playing live. I left there quickly and drove around some more. I found another place. "The Quest". It was a plain looking bar. I walked up to the door and was met by some horrid looking bouncer. He started giving me these terrible pick up lines and I acted like I was interested. I was two years away from being able to go into a bar and wanted to have an easy way in. No problem. He asked me for my I.D. I told him my driver's license had been suspended and he bought it. I soon found myself walking in after paying three dollars. I walked in and there were all types of guys. Young, old, Country & Western, freaks, and trolls. I stood around for several minutes, then realized I had to piss. I found the bathroom and made my way to the urinal. It was one of the filthiest places I've ever pissed in but the scenery was unbelievable. As I pissed, I looked to my left to see two guys sucking each other off in the stall next to me. They were jacking off and giving no mercy to the dicks in their mouths. I stood there awhile watching until one of them looked up and said, "Leave or join us". I quickly left. Not my type. I went back out and stood by the bar. About six guys hit on me, which made me nervous. Only two were cute and I soon felt the urge to leave.
I was now back in my car and driving around Birmingham. I found another bar that was visibly a gay bar but they wouldn't let me in. No ID. No entrance. I left there and drove back towards the restaraunt. It was 12:45 and I was anxious to see Keith. I sat in the parking lot until he got off work. I watched as several of the employees walked out the door. I finally saw Keith as he strolled out into the parking lot. He was talking to some overweight girl and laughing.
He froze when he saw me and began smiling. I was sitting on the hood my car when I first noticed me. I grinned back and slowly slid off my car.
"Hey, I wasn't expecting you to be here", Keith said. "Yeah, I wasn't expecting to be here either. Where can we go?" I asked, fumbling in my pocket for the key.
"We can go to my place". Keith added. "It's only about a mile from here".
"Sounds good to me", I said.
I followed him down the street and to his apartment. It was a huge complex that was closer than he'd said.
I got out of my car and met him on the sidewalk to his place. We talked about unimportant shit until we got to his door. He was unlocking the door when I heard a vicious growl from inside. "Holy shit....what is that?" I asked.
"It's my girl, Mandy".
As it turned out, Mandy was a Rotweiller that could have easily taken my leg off but Keith managed to keep her calm. He asked me if I wanted something to drink. I said yes and he opened a liquor cabinet stocked full of booze. "What cha want?", he asked rumaging through the endless bottles of alcohol.
"Rum and Coke", I said. Keith began pouring my glass and soon handed it to me. I tasted it and it almost burned my tongue.
"Shit!!!" I said, trying to get my taste buds back in order.
"Too strong?" he asked.
"Could you put some coke in here?" I joked.
I managed to get used to the strong drink and before I knew it was half way through.
My head was spinning as we sat on the sofa talking. His apartment was decorated very well and had a scent of peaches or something in the air. Probably some type of potpourri. Things went smoothly and he was beginning to make the first move. His hands were all over me and I was returning the actions.
I had Keith's shirt unbuttoned half way and liked what I saw so far. No hair. Completely smooth with a dark tan. I felt around for his nipple and began pinching it. "You'd better stop that or I'll give you a fucking you wont ever forget". Keith said.
With that, I pressed my finger nail into his nipple, pinching it with all my strength. He rose up off the couch and squatted down on me. Our lips met and we kissed long and deep. His tongue was long and smooth and very hyperactive. I could barely keep up.
He undid the remainder of his buttons of his shirt and was soon taking his shirt off all the way. He smelled great. His cologne had worn off and had mixed with his sweat. We kissed some more as his hand finally found it's way to my crotch. His fingers grabbed around my hard pole and began working their way into my jeans. I immediately grabbed onto his dick.
His shoulders and thighs were as hard as concrete. He was probably 1% body fat and felt excellent.
I reached up and undid his pants. I could feel the heat from his crotch as soon as I flung open his fly. He'd been working all day and I could soon smell the scent of his crotch. We were doing some heavy petting as our tongues faught. I was really getting into his mouth. His hands were now massaging my dick through my underwear. He seemed to like what he was feeling and I was liking his touch.
I raised my hips off the couch and slid my jeans down my legs. Keith was immediately lowering his head to my dick. I could hear him breathing in through his nose and taking in my scent. I was dying to get to his crotch to get a better sniff of his meat. As if planned, we both stood up and got totally undressed. We were standing completely naked in front of each other and he asked if I'd be interested in going to the hot tub. I quickly said, "Yeah". Keith walked upstairs to get a pair of swim trunks for both of us (we were the same size) and we put them on and made our way to the hot tub.
We walked over to the hot tub which was located about 100 feet from his apartment. He told me (on the way) that at night, he liked to stand on his balcony and watch the young guys fuck their girlfriends in the jacuzzi. He had a good view and with binoculars, could see every detail. When we got there, the room was empty and the hot tub was going full speed. Someone had apparently just left. We checked our surroundings and eased our way into the hot bubbly water.
It felt great. Not to mention the sight of Keith easing his gorgeous body down into the steamy water. We sat down across from each other. We didn't want anyone to walk in on us and catch us sitting right next to each other. The minute we got seated, his toes were making their way to my crotch.
We weren't there five minutes before our swim trunks were floating in the water and he was inching his big toe up my ass. I returned the favor and found entry easy. Suddenly, Keith looked around and darted out of the tub. He was butt-naked and was heading towards the control panel. I got my first glance of his dick. Not huge but average. Of course, the water may have had something to do with it. His balls hung down about four and a half inches and swung back and forth with every step he took. The sight of him was having an effect on my rod. I was almost at full attention.
He crept back to the tub after turning the lights off. The water was still jetting up my ass and I was getting hornier than ever from being in the dark in a strange place with someone I hardly knew.
When he sat back down, he was right next to me. His ass was pressed up against me closely and feeling under the water for my dick. He finally made contact and his first touch was like electricity. My dick shot up and was ready to go. We kissed some more before he found my mouth again. He placed his hands on my ribcage and pushed me up towards the edge of the tub. I looked around and after realizing that no one was around, I sat calmly on the edge. My dick was sticking straight up. Within seconds, Keith's mouth was covering my hard cock. His mouth and tongue was working wonders up and down the shaft. I was in ecstacy. He worked on my rod for awhile before pulling himself up on the edge of the tub. I inched my way back into the jacuzzi and rose back up to take his prick in my mouth. His dick was so smooth. There was an incredible amount of excess skin around the head of his dick. He was circumsized but not very well. He wasn't fully hard yet so that may have had something to do with it.
I dove down on his shaft and took every inch of him into my throat. Keith grabbed the back of my head and suggested we go back up to his room and finish things off. We made a mad dash to his apartment without putting our bathing suits back on. We were almost caught by the security guard driving by in the rattling old golf cart. He unlocked his door and we were safe. Mandy, his dog was locked away upstairs so there was no danger of her attacking.
I followed him upstairs and half way up, he turned and sat down on one of the steps. Before I knew it, he was sucking me off. My body was still tingling from the quick dip in the hot tub. I wanted him to eat me. I turned around and shoved my ass towards his mouth. He welcomed it and tongued my asshole. It felt so good having his strong tongue enter my butt.
I turned back around after a moment of pleasure and pulled him by the hand up to the bedroom. We entered a room, which turned out to be the bathroom. He grabbed my hand and pulled me towards his bedroom. We did a sprint to his bed and were all over each other. We wound up 69ing and trying to eat each other's ass. He was incredibly flexible and I soon had his butt right at my mouth for easy insertion. I ate his ass as hard as I could. He let me taste him for a while before he laid flat and asked, "You wanna get high?"
I smiled, as if he'd read my mind. "Yeah", I exclaimed.
He jumped off the bed and walked to his dresser. His body was the closest thing to fine as I've seen in a long time. Aside from Kris and Jason... but for his age. As it turned out, he was 24 years old and was a gymnast, runner, swimmer and soccer player. He pulled out a pipe from his top drawer and a lighter. We sat on the bed and proceeded to get totally ripped. He refilled the bowl four or five times before things got on their way.
My head was almost hurting from the pott as we began sucking each other off again. Our tongues were soon back in position and eating each others ass. It seemed much easier now by being stoned. I was able to get further inside him and he was going deep inside my ass now.
I moved to take his dick in my mouth and was sucking his hot meat into my throat. The excess skin I told you about was about to choke me. I was tasting every bit of his meat. He was groaning and trying to fuck my face while keeping his mouth in place on my rectum. We were like two dogs in heat. Two dogs that needed to be soaked with a garden hose.
We eventually moved on the bed til we were kissing again. He managed to pull away long enough to tell me he wanted me to fuck him. I almost spoke to tell him I was just thinking the same thing. Only I wanted him to fuck me. He got off the bed one last time to get the universal tube of K-Y. He squeezed a very small amount on my dick and began to rub it in. I stood over him and managed to massage the small amount into my hard dick. He was ready and I stood poised as I stared at his perfect body before I slaughtered it with my rock hard shaft. I could see his tight flat mounds of pecs rise and fall with each breath. His nipples dancing with each twitch of his muscles. I moved the head of my dick at his entrance as he grabbed hold of my balls and pulled me towards him. I sunk the length of my rod as deep as I could into his guts. There was no hesitation as my pole rammed all the way inside him. As hard as it was to believe, he was still tight yet I was pistoning in and out of him. One thing I noticed was his ability to rattle glass with his moans. He was screaming loudly with each thrust. I felt like I was doing something wrong. Every time (not just every once in awhile) I rammed his innards, he was screaming at the top of his lungs. I was making progress. I felt like I was really sending him over the edge. With each scream, I would increase my speed. I was soon on the brink of orgasm and I didn't know if I should blow inside his guts or not. I just kept going and let nature take it's course. I informed him that I was about to explode. With that, he swung around and within seconds, had my dick in his mouth, (funky ass stench and all). He began sucking me off. I soon blew my load which seemed to take forever. I came several gallons ( or so it seemed) into his mouth.
After I was completely empty, he told me to lay down, open my mouth and close my eyes, expecting to have his dick in my mouth. I did and was rewarded (in a strange way) by every ounce of my load being spit back into my mouth. He had emptied his mouth of my sperm onto my tongue and throat. I was so horny at this point, I swallowed. Of course, him holding my nose didn't help matters any.
"Swallow, Sean". Keith said as he got into position to fuck my mouth. He was going to empty his load and I knew it. He began to fuck my face and was close to doing so when he pulled out and told me he wanted to fuck me up the ass. I really wasn't in the mood at this point, for any anal penetration but let him go for it anyway. I repositioned my body on the bed as he lubbed up his hardening dick. Within minutes (that seemed like hours) he was jabbing his rod into my ass. He felt huge and my butt muscles were massaging his diving tool as it made it's way in and out of me. My dick was hard again and I was jacking off as he rammed my insides with his fuck muscle.
Soon he was panting and thrusting his crotch into mine. He was right on the verge of coming when he quickly pulled out and rushed up to my mouth. I felt the globs of cum splattering on my stomach as he moved towards my mouth. I involuntarily opened my mouth and let him dispense the rest of his load in my mouth. I tried not to swallow but felt some of it run down my throat. The thing that amazed me was he was still coming. I couldn't believe the amount of cum he was emptying in my mouth. I was full and covered. I held the contents of his orgasm in my mouth as he reminded me not to swallow. I didn't. He quickly laid down and told me to spit his seed into his mouth. I rose up on one elbow and leaned over his face, working up my mouthful of his jism. I emptied his cum into his mouth and he drank every drop. I could hear him swallowing the spit and cum mixture into his stomach.
That was soon over and he told me breathlessly that he wanted me to milk his dick for any last drop of cum and spit it into his mouth. I went back down on his dick head and sucked while gliding my fingers up his shaft trying to emit more cum out of his dick channel. I managed to get another tablespoon or so and was soon back up to his mouth, spitting his nut juice back into his hot mouth. He savored every drop and then we engaged in a long hot wet kiss.
We laid in each others arms talking.
"You know you are only the second person I've ever been with?" , Keith said.
I didn't believe him.
He went on to say, "I'm just too finicky when it comes to giving myself to anyone. They have to be perfect. The last guy I was with reminded me alot of you...but he was too young".
"How old was he?" I asked, thinking 16 or 17.
"It was a neighbor of mine back when I lived at home. He and I have always messed around ever since I was 17. He's 14 now". I quickly did the math in my head. "Y'all started doing shit when he was seven?!!!"
"Yeah, and that's part of the reason I'm living here now. I used to live in a small town with a population of about 150 people. And when you fuck around with a kid for so long, it's almost certain that someone will find out. I guess you could say I embarrassed my family beyond repair. They had to move away and things were totally ruined between my Dad and I. He wont even talk to me anymore".
I was interested now and asked, "Well do you still see the boy?"
"Eddie?" Keith asked.
"Yeah, I guess. The kid you fucked around with".
"Eddie's parent divorced shortly after the shit hit the fan and his mother now lives about four or five miles from here...with Eddie. He comes by every once in awhile on his bicycle. I love the kid and he loves me. I just wish we didn't have to sneak around to see each other".
Keith got up and walked back over to his dresser. He got three picture frames off the dresser and walked back over to the bed and sat down.
"This is Eddie when he was about 7". Keith said, handing me the first photo.
"Holy shit. He's adorable" I said, while whimpering at the kid's innocent smile in what appeared to be a K-mart photo shoot. He looked nothing like me though I saw some resemblance in his eyes.
Keith handed me the other photos...very similar to the first.
"These were when he was about 8...I'm not sure".
"He is so cute". I said as I tried to memorize that face for later jack-off sessions. "I can definitely see why you love him".
"These photos don't do him justice. Hang on..".
With that, Keith jumped back off the bed and went to his closet. He pulled out a photo album and walked back towards me, smiling.
"You've got to promise you wont tell a soul about these".
"I promise". (Hmmm, do Bulletin Boards count?...Naahhh)
Keith opened the photo album up to the first page.
"Oh My God..." I thought. I was speechless.
My eyes were staring at Eddie in an amateur black and white photo shoot. The very first picture was a very recent photo of Eddie knealing down in the woods completely naked with his hand around his hardon. He was looking up at the camera with a devilish grin.
"Oh, Jesus... he's definitely not hurtin' on dick size".
"You ain't seen nothin' yet", Keith said, turning the page.
The next two photos were of Eddie on a bed stretching in what appeared to be a yawn. Again, he was totally naked and had a hard-on. Keith turned the page again and the photos progressively got worse or better, which ever way you want to look at it. I was now looking at Eddie with his legs up over his head and someone had two fingers in his butt.
"Who's fingers?", I asked.
Keith held up his two fingers and wiggled them, smiling.
I moved on towards the back of the photo album. Eddie was in almost every position imaginable. In some of the last three photos, Eddie was being penetrated by Keith's dick.
"That was about four months ago. Right after Eddie turned 14. I fucked him up the ass for his birthday".
"You really ought to invest in a Camcorder", I suggested.
"I have one...and we've made two tapes so far". Keith added.
"Oh fuck, I'd kill to see them". I hinted.
Keith got off the bed and motioned for me to follow him down stairs. I did.
Keith walked over to his entertainment center and pulled out a video that was hidden behind a magazine rack. He shoved it in the VCR and rewound it.
"I can't believe I'm showing this to you. I'm going to mute most of it because I can't stand to hear my voice on the recording. But I will turn the sound up on one particular scene".
This was fine with me.
The tape stopped at the beginning of the spool. Keith pressed play on his remote control. The picture was jumpy and a little out of focus.
I watched in anticipation as the picture got better and a bathtub came into view. It was obviously Eddie in the bathtub. He was laughing and screaming telling Keith to turn off the camcorder. The television was then muted and there was snow on the screen.
A few seconds later the picture came back and Eddie was lying on Keith's bed in his underwear. His hair was still wet so I figured it was shortly after the bathtub scene. Keith fastforwarded then pressed play. Now Eddie was jacking-off. The underwear was gone and I was getting a boner.
"How old was he when you filmed this?" I asked.
"This was back in June... so fourteen".
I sighed as this beautiful kid worked his nice sized dick. It was hard to tell but was probably six inches...easily.
Keith pressed the fastforward button again this time without pressing stop. The scene was coming to an end and Keith pressed play again. Just in time for Eddie to cum...and he did cum. There was semen all over his chest, face and stomach...and he was still shooting more.
The screen turned to snow again then Keith stopped the tape. Fast forwarded it and pressed play again. He'd let it go too far and when the picture came on, it was Keith's muscular ass plowing deep into Eddie's ass. Keith pressed stop and said, "Ooops. Didn't mean for you to see that". I objected and told him I wanted to see it. After several minutes of negotiating, Keith resumed play and I was jacking off watching.
On the screen, Keith was arching his back and going in hard and deep into Eddie's ass. This went on for about three or four minutes before Keith remembered he wanted me to hear the sound on this scene. He pressed mute again on the remote and I didn't hear anything. Of course, the fucking had stopped for a moment of rest but was soon starting back up. This time, Eddie was on his back and had turned on the bed to show off the two young bodies profiles. Keith was slamming so hard into Eddie it was taking Eddie's breath away. Eddie was screaming in pain as if someone was swinging a sledge hammer into his shins or something. His screaming, crying and pleas were sending me over the edge. I shot off all over my stomach while listening and watching Keith cum inside Eddie's little butt.
As my orgasm came to an end, Eddie was still out of breath and was telling Keith, "your cum's... burnin' my... insides".
We talked awhile longer and accidentally fell asleep.
I woke up around 5:30 and whispered to him that I needed to go to my Mom's. He smiled and we said our goodbyes. I left and drove towards my mom's house. I was completely lost but made it to my destination by 6am. I walked in and went into the guest bedroom. I was out in no time.
At 9am, my Mom woke me up and asked if I wanted any breakfast. I didn't. I slept til 10 and was awaken by Jim cutting the grass. I had a headache and didn't want to get up. My mom walked into my room and reminded me that we were going to see the Rollingstones tonight. At this time, I didn't give a shit about seeing a bunch of elderly rock n rollers hobble around the stage, sweating. I finally got up and went into the dining room. I was starving. I ate the left over breakfast and vegged out on the couch. I eventually went outside and helped Jim by edging the yard.
Around 3, I took a walk to the park. It was a well noted gay park and I could tell from 3 blocks away that it was swarming with sissy boys. I walked through the park and flirted with the guys there. I stopped when one of them shouted at me. I turned and acknowledged him then walked away. There were some cute guys there but none near as fine as Keith or Eddie. Plus, I was in no mood to fuck.
Around 7pm, Jim, Mom and I left for the Rollingstones concert. It was a pretty decent night for an outdoor concert. We parked in a Church parking lot about two blocks from Legion Field stadium and walked towards our gate. There are alot of cute guys in Alabama. There were more young guys at the concert than I'd expected. I made eye contact with several while standing in line. I felt like I had nothing to lose so I'd stare at a young guy and then look down at his crotch. One in particular stood out. He was probably 16 and had was very handsome. He was walking around the stadium and crossed in front of us in line. As he passed, he kept looking back and smiling. Damn, if only I wasn't with my Mom and Jim, I would've pursued him. His bubble butt was sticking out and giggling as he walked away. He was wearing a tank top and had pecs from hell.
We made our way inside and Jim bought me a large beer and hotdog. I chugged the beer down and he kept refilling me all night. By the time the opening band began, I was buzzing. And after one 16oz beer. I guess it was because I hadn't eaten since early afternoon. I suddenly had to take a massive piss and excused myself to the bathroom. I was actually on two missions. To piss and to scope out young dudes. I took care of the first mission and relieved myself in the urinal. There was an older guy next to me and a younger guy behind him. I took my time until the kid moved up in line to whizz. He got to the urinal and pulled his dick out. It was incredibly average but was nice to see. The whole time he was pissing, he was stroking his dick back and forth causing the stream to jet up and down. I finished my business and turned to walk out. I stood at the exit and waited for the kid to come out. He was wearing a pullover Polo and looked to be from a wealthy family. The bob haircut and smooth clear skin. He just looked like he was from a good home. I was still buzzing from the beer and knew I'd never see him again so I flat out said, "Nice dick". He turned to me in shock and asked, "What?". I looked back at him and said, "I stood next to you at the john and saw your dick and you have a nice dick". I was really just messing with his mind and had no intention of having sex with him. He blushed and said, "Thanks".
We parted ways and I made my way into the hallway. It had gotten incredibly crowded. The opening band was almost through playing and everyone was piling in to see the Stones. I had no idea who the opening band was until I heard someone saying it was Counting Crows. Actually a band that appealed to me.
The Stones came out and were pretty good...but loud as shit. My ears were killing me and my head was throbbing. I found my Mom and Jim and watched the show. The Stones played forever and the show was over around midnight and after all of the fireworks, we headed home. I was exhausted and went to sleep.
Sunday morning, I woke up and got ready to leave for Pensacola, Fl. I wanted to leave fairly early so I could stop back by Keith's place to get his number and address so we could keep in touch. I left around noon after we had a late Brunch and said bye to my Mom. She was crying and kissing me telling me she worried about me and hoped I was making it okay. Jim asked me if I needed any money. I gave him a hug and said "no thanks". I hugged my Mom again and whispered to her, "I like him. Keep him." She then took the opportunity to tell me that they were engaged. I was very happy. He's what she needs.
I packed up the car and headed for PC, Fl... or so my Mom thought. I drove off towards the interstate and went to Keith's place.
I arrived and walked up to his front door and knocked. After waiting several minutes, the door finally opened and Keith was standing there trying to keep Mandy (the dog) from running out the door. Keith smiled and said, "Hey, Sean... what brings you here?" "I was on my back to Florida and wanted to stop by to swap phone numbers and addresses".
"That's a good idea... come on in".
I walked in past Keith and stood in the hallway. I followed Keith into the living room. I froze when I realized someone was there. It was Eddie and he was sitting on the sofa with a afghan covering his crossed legs. Something was going on and I felt terrible for interrupting.
"Did I interrupt something?" I asked, looking at Keith.
"No, but now's your time to meet Eddie". Keith whispered.
"Eddie this is Sean. Sean, this is my Eddie booboo"
Eddie looked at me in horror as Keith called him by his pet name. I walked over to shake his hand. He looked alot older in person... All of 15.
"It's alright. Sean knows the story and he's cool with it". Keith said, comforting Eddie. I felt real uncomfortable. Even though Eddie looked older in person, he was even finer than in the pictures. Plus, I wasn't sure if Keith had told Eddie about Friday night.
We sat around and talked for about an hour. Eddie was beginning to open up to me and talk about the situation between Keith and his mother. I pretended I knew nothing.
Eddie got up and wrapped the afghan around him. I got a brief glimpse of his dick. Eddie was naked. I really felt bad now as I told Keith I needed to get on the road. Keith objected and told me to stay a little while longer.
Eddie walked out of the room towards the bathroom. Keith waited for Eddie to close the bathroom door then moved close to me. "Eddie knows about Friday and he's okay with it. We've talked it over and want you to do something with us".
I asked, "Like what?"
"I don't know. I want to see Eddie suck you off and you can do whatever you want to him".
Eddie walked back out of the bathroom. Now he was in his underwear and the afghan had disappeared. His sweet little bulge in the front of his briefs stuck out and I could see a small drop of urine on the front of his bulge.
I was surprised when Eddie came over and sat down right next to me on the love seat. He had the young boy sweat smell. Keith soon joined us on the love seat on the other side of Eddie. He nudged Eddie towards me and Eddie slid right up next to me. My dick was hard now and I was anxious to get things going. This was unbelievable to me. All I'd wanted was a number and address and I now felt like I was going to get a lot more.
Keith kept trying to get Eddie to make a move but Eddie wouldn't. I excused myself to the bathroom and gave them time to talk.
When I came out of the bathroom, they were still sitting in the same position. Only now they were kissing. I sat back down next to them and they stopped kissing. Keith nudged Eddies arm again and nothing happened. Soon, Keith grabbed Eddies left wrist and placed it on my thigh. Eddies hand was still and eventually started massaging my leg. He really wasn't into this situation and I didn't want to go any further. I told them I needed to leave and Keith quickly objected.
"Sean, stay here. We'll be right back". Keith said, grabbing Eddie by the upper arm and taking him into the kitchen. After five or ten minutes they came back and sat back down in their original position. I sat calmly and uncomfortably. Eddie's hand was soon back on my leg and was inching it's way towards my crotch. I laid back and let him do whatever it was he was destined to do. He moved his hand up to my shirt and pulled it out of my shorts, exposing my belly button. I kept my hands up on my chest to see what he'd do next. He rubbed his hands over my stomach several times before slipping them into the band of my shorts. Meanwhile, Keith had his hand inside Eddie's underwear and was feeling his balls.
I don't know what Keith had said to Eddie in the kitchen but whatever it was had done some good. Eddie seemed to be getting into it now as he unfastened my shorts and played with the trail of hair that runs from my navel to my bush. I was getting really hot and horny now and reached over in unison with Keith to raise Eddie's shirt up and off over his head. The shirt came off with no trouble as Eddie leaned back onto the back of the love seat. His flat chest was moving up and down with each breath and I noticed there was no sign of hair anywhere on his torsoe. Hell, he was still definitely a little boy and his boyfriend was initiating this whole thing. I ran my hand over his body eventually wound up at the waist band of his underwear. I paused for several seconds before Keith's hand was next to mine; ready to help me remove his briefs. Our hands worked together in pulling his underwear off, exposing his young hard dick. I was glad to see that it was hard. I didn't want to force these actions on him.
Keith began kissing his neck and pulled away long enough to mouth to me to suck him off. I waited a minute or two before I leaned down to suck his dick. His crotch smelled of laundry detergent and boy sweat. I licked his head and toyed with it before taking the full length of it in my mouth. Eddie rose his hips up towards my mouth as I worked my tongue over the entire length. At one point, I looked up to see Keith staring at me, smiling. He was getting off on watching me do his little boyfriend.
I moved down to taste his sweet little ball sack. And then blew him off again.
Sometime during this blow job, Keith had taken off his shirt and jeans and was jacking off. I never saw him remove any clothing. I was too damn busy to notice.
Keith reached over to pull my shirt up over my head. I was tired of this taking so long so I pulled my mouth off Eddie's dick and stood up. I pulled my shirt off and got completely undressed. This started a chain reaction and Keith stood with me to take his clothes off. Eddie was already naked and was looking me up and down as I tried to flex my muscles. I hadn't worked out since Thursday and was far from toned. Before I attempted to sit down, Keith suggested that we go up stairs to the bedroom. To enhance the situation, Keith grabbed Eddie up and attempted to carry him. He was having some difficulty. I grabbed Eddie's lean smooth legs and we carried him up the stairs like some deer we'd just killed.
When we finally got upstairs, we swung him onto the bed and climbed in after him. Eddie was on his side and I was sucking his dick. Keith was licking his balls and trying to make his way to his ass. Eddie lifted his left leg so Keith could get at him easier. I just concentrated on sucking him off. My dick was hurting by now and I needed to get off.
I moved closer to Keith and began helping him eat little Eddie's asshole. Our tongues were fighting for better positions. Keith was sticking his finger up Eddie's ass and Eddie was loving it.
I stuck my index finger into my mouth to lubricate it and aimed it towards Eddie's anus. I joined Keith in finger fucking Eddie and with each additional finger added, I'd match it. Eddie soon had four fingers inside of him and he was rocking his hips back and forth. He had also began to jackoff from the sensation we were creating in his butt. Keith reached over with his free hand to pull my fingers out of Eddie's ass. He then got up and got the KY out of his drawer, lubing up his dick. I knew then he was going to fuck Eddie. He then handed me the tube of KY and I got the impression he wanted me to fuck him as well.
Keith got up on his knees and pointed his dick at Eddie's butt. I watched in anticipation as his shaft disappeared into Eddie's hot little ass. He fucked him awhile as I squeezed a small amount of jelly onto my dick. I rubbed it in and waited. Keith fucked Eddie for a good while before pulling out. The whole time, Eddie was screaming and moaning. I wanted to fuck him too before I came just from the sight.
Keith pulled out and looked at me as if to say, "Go ahead... fuck him". I got into position and got the head of my rod into him. He was squirming around the bed and groaning. I got another inch into him and he was hysterical. He was rising his head up and screaming loudly now. I felt like if I was to ram his ass with my entire dick, he'd definitely wake people in the next county. I was ready to come and didn't give a shit so I plowed him with all I had. Straight to the base of my dick.
He let out a scream of pain that sent chills down my spine. I kept on fucking him and looking at Keith like, "I'm fucking your boy... enjoy the sight".
I was plowing my hips into his ass and Keith was jacking off faster than ever. He was loving it and so was I.
Keith got up and let Eddie suck him off as he got closer to orgasm. Keith shot off in record time into Eddie's little mouth. I was still pumping Eddie and close to cumming myself. I began to moan as I felt my nads tighten up. Keith told me not to cum inside him. He said, "Eddie will eat it. Don't cum until he's got your dick in his mouth".
This excited me even more. From what I could tell, Eddie hadn't swallowed Keith's load yet and had a mouth full. I pulled out and began jacking off. I was so close and let them know it. Eddie rose up and searched for my dick with his full mouth. I started to cum the minute I saw Eddie's little mouth splattered with Keith's cum. I shot about two spurts onto Eddie's forhead before his mouth engulfed my dick. I emptied the rest of my seed into Eddie's mouth. Eddie's mouth was drooling cum already and I wasn't even finished. He took most of my seed into his mouth. And then sat back with his cheeks about to explode.
Keith laid down on the bed and told Eddie, "Okay, I'm ready". They'd done this before...just like we had. Eddie leaned over Keith's face and spit a long trail of our cum into his mouth. Keith was gulping down the mixture when Eddie looked at me like, "Open your mouth...it's your turn". I was still a little horny and laid down beside him and opened my mouth. Eddie emptied the rest of his mouthfull into my mouth. I figured it was Keith's load I was ingesting, since he'd gone first.
It was over. Little Eddie had performed perfectly. I could see why Keith loved him. For his age, he was very well experienced and knew how to handle himself. I eventually swallowed the load of mixed cum and held Eddie's limp little body for about 15 minutes.
I got up and left around 3pm. We'd been together for almost three hours and I was worn out. They were too.
We traded numbers and addresses and I left.
I couldn't shake the experience for the majority of the ride home.
I got home and ran into Kris. He finally apologized for the prank he and Jason had played on me. I told him he'd pay for it and left it at that.
I went into my apartment and proceeded to type this story into my computer. I'm sending a copy to Keith to keep the experience fresh on his mind. Of course, I'll edit some of it for his copy.
The trip was not as bad as I thought it would be.
