Brad and I pt2
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Story contains Femboy, and some serious Ass play.
I think Brad and I were both making an effort in acting normal once mom and Jack got home from work. Even so I think our behavior didn’t go unnoticed by either one of them. I kept catching mom giving us both a look that said she was wondering just what the hell had gotten into us. I think this was mostly due to Brad and I actually talking to one another now, instead of ignoring each other like we normally did. Jack noticed as well, but didn’t seem to care. At least he didn’t act like he cared.
The straw that broke the camel’s back came when Brad asked me if I wanted to come into his room and play some CoD. Which was something that he’d never done before.
“Sure.” I answered too quickly.
“Uh, Brad, go on ahead.” Mom said as she got up from the kitchen table. “Sam will be there shortly.”
Brad gave me a quick worried look but left for his room.
“Sam, what the shit?” mom immediately hissed as soon as Brad was out of sight.
Jack was out in the garage so there was no reason to worry about him overhearing us.
“What? What do you mean?” I asked, feigning ignorance.
Mom just put her hand on her cocked hip and stared at me. “You know damn well what. What the hell did you two do today? You’re both acting all chummy all of a sudden.”
I was starting to panic. “Just hung out like normal. That’s all.”
Mom squinted at me, like she was searching for the lying words that were coming out of me mouth. Finally, she sort of deflated, and with a sigh, she said, “You two are fucking, aren’t you.”
If I’d had water in my mouth right then I would’ve done a spit take. “Jesus, mom!” I croaked. “No we’re not fuu…. Screwing.”
Again, mom just looked at me.
“Ok, so we had a little fun.” I relented. “But it wasn’t anything to get all worked up over.”
“Shit, I sort of figured this would happen eventually.” she said. Then she sat back down again like she was suddenly out of energy. “You’re just too damn good looking for any straight guy to ignore you for very long. It was just a matter of time.”
I just fidgeted where I was standing, not really sure what to say to that. Mom knew I was gay, and she also knew that I was no longer a virgin. What she didn’t know was that I’d probably had more sex partners than she ever had in her 36 years of life. I probably should’ve been appalled by that, but I just wasn’t. I liked guys, what can I say?
“Well, seeing that there’s little I can do to stop it, I’ll just ask that you two be careful, ok?”
Shit, my mom was like the coolest person alive, I swear she was. “Yeah, mom. We will. We’ve already talked about it.”
She was pinching the bridge of her nose now like she was getting a headache. “Make an extra effort when Jack is around.” she said looking up and meeting my eyes. “Not sure what he’d do if he found out.”
I nodded and took my leave. Once I was back in Brad’s bedroom and crawling up on the bed with him, I explained what had just happened.
“Man, your mom is like super awesome, Sam.” he said once I had finished.
“I know, right? But listen, we really do need to watch our shit when your dad is around.”
Brad nodded. “For sure.”
We played some CoD for a while, and as we did so I found myself constantly thinking back to earlier today when I’d had his beautiful cock in my mouth. I lost a lot of our games because of this, but I honestly couldn’t wait till I was able to experience that again.
I’d have to say that everything went smoothly for the rest of the day. Mom made supper while Brad and I played. Jack didn’t come in from the garage till Mom had went and got him, and even during supper the four of us acted fairly normal. There had been a couple nervous looks coming from mom from time to time, but nothing too obvious for anyone but me to notice.
That night when I went to bed, I did so in a pair of last years full-back cotton panties. Obviously they were from my girls collection of clothes in the closet. Again I was reminded that my body was still filling out, because the damn panties were really biting into my buttcheeks right now. Instead of being uncomfortable, like some girls might find it, I thought they felt kind of nice, so I left them on and climbed into bed. The only other thing I’d done before readying myself for sleep was to make sure my door was slightly ajar. I just had a hunch that Brad might pay me a late-night visit, so I wanted to make sure he knew it was ok to come in.
I’m not even sure how much time had gone by since I’d settled into bed, but it was evidently long enough for me to fall asleep. I woke up pretty quickly, though, once I heard the latch to my door softly click, signaling that someone had just shut it.
So, Brad had decided to come pay me a visit after all. Well, I’d been asleep before he came in so I figured it would serve him right if I just pretended to keep making it look like I still was. He could do whatever he wanted, but I was planning on just laying here and taking it.
I didn’t so much as flinch when I felt his hands lay gently down on each of my cheeks, and when I still didn’t respond in any way after a few seconds had gone by, he then set to work at groping me from every angle. Cripes, he was really going to town back there, and he hadn’t so much as whispered my name to see if I was awake or not. Well, that was cool. It kind of made this all the more exciting really.
Brad went right from groping me, to pulling my panties gently down over my girly butt. Once he had me naked back there, his hands were once again on my cheeks, but this time he didn’t waste any time groping me. No, as soon as his hands made contact again he was pushing my cheeks wide open.
I let a genuine groan of arousal escape at that point. Couldn’t be helped. He was really pushing my ass open and after only a second or two of inspecting my asshole in the semi-darkness, I felt his nose come into contact with it, and then there was the telltale sound of him smelling my ass all over again. I was pretty sure he was getting something this time, too, because I hadn’t bothered taking my nightly shower before going to bed. Most likely he was sucking up breath after breath of my butt fumes right now. And I have to tell ya, that shit right there turns me right on!
His sniffing went on for a good five minutes before he finally pulled his nose away, but that was only so he could start licking me like it was his last meal. And I think a good 30 seconds after that was when it finally dawned on me that something wasn’t right here. And it became apparent a second later when I realized I could feel Brad’s bristly beard, which Brad most definitely did not have. Which meant his dad was right now licking the hell out of my asshole!
I still didn’t move. I barely remembered to breath at that point. Fucking Jack was in my room rimming me right now! That fucker! He was cheating on my mom, for fuck sakes!
I was in the process of deciding on what I should do about this whole situation when Jack took his tongue out of my butt and slammed two fingers straight up inside me instead. I grunted from the assault, but otherwise kept right on feigning sleep. It hadn’t hurt after all, but at the same time I was pretty sure I wasn’t fooling him with the sleep thing anymore. Be that as it may, I just couldn’t bring myself to open my eyes and look at him. So I just laid there and after he was done fingering me for a while ( and I swear he’d been searching for something in there!), he removed his fingers and crawled right up on my bed between my legs. I hadn’t even realized I’d widened them out until he settled down between them, then I wasn’t able to think at all when he rudely pushed his cock up my little butt. I had to bury my head in my pillow for fear of having my groan come out too loudly.
The bastard didn’t even seem to care one way or the other now, but set to ramming what felt like a good seven or eight inches of cock up my ass. I kept my face pressed into my pillow and just grunted and groaned as he ****d my little teen ass. It actually didn’t hurt too much, but it didn’t exactly feel great either. At least not until I started to lube up naturally. Once that happened, I started to take him more easily, and I found my hips raising up off the bed almost like they had a mind of their own. Then he was kneeling behind me with both hands gripping my hips and was thrusting like a mother fucker deep inside me over and over again, his loins smacking loudly against my squishy ass each time he rammed his rod home.
There was no sound or anything else that may have indicated that he was cumming. He just took one last thrust inside me all of a sudden, then his cock was jumping and pulsing as he dumped his warm load of sperm deep within my anal chute.
I was panting something fierce as I sat there on all fours and took his discharge, which sounded like he was echoing right behind me. And, just like he’d acted since walking into my room some time ago, when he finally pulled his limp dick my from sloppy butthole, he merely crawled off my bed, walked to the door, then left without so much as a look my way.
I laid back down on my stomach then, and realized right away that I’d came at some point during that little adventure. I was laying right in the puddle right now.
“Screw it.” I breathed. “I’m too tired to clean it up.”
And so, with a sore butthole and a sticky, filthy mess still leaking out of me, I went to bed and didn’t even know I was smiling when sleep quickly rolled over me.
I think Brad and I were both making an effort in acting normal once mom and Jack got home from work. Even so I think our behavior didn’t go unnoticed by either one of them. I kept catching mom giving us both a look that said she was wondering just what the hell had gotten into us. I think this was mostly due to Brad and I actually talking to one another now, instead of ignoring each other like we normally did. Jack noticed as well, but didn’t seem to care. At least he didn’t act like he cared.
The straw that broke the camel’s back came when Brad asked me if I wanted to come into his room and play some CoD. Which was something that he’d never done before.
“Sure.” I answered too quickly.
“Uh, Brad, go on ahead.” Mom said as she got up from the kitchen table. “Sam will be there shortly.”
Brad gave me a quick worried look but left for his room.
“Sam, what the shit?” mom immediately hissed as soon as Brad was out of sight.
Jack was out in the garage so there was no reason to worry about him overhearing us.
“What? What do you mean?” I asked, feigning ignorance.
Mom just put her hand on her cocked hip and stared at me. “You know damn well what. What the hell did you two do today? You’re both acting all chummy all of a sudden.”
I was starting to panic. “Just hung out like normal. That’s all.”
Mom squinted at me, like she was searching for the lying words that were coming out of me mouth. Finally, she sort of deflated, and with a sigh, she said, “You two are fucking, aren’t you.”
If I’d had water in my mouth right then I would’ve done a spit take. “Jesus, mom!” I croaked. “No we’re not fuu…. Screwing.”
Again, mom just looked at me.
“Ok, so we had a little fun.” I relented. “But it wasn’t anything to get all worked up over.”
“Shit, I sort of figured this would happen eventually.” she said. Then she sat back down again like she was suddenly out of energy. “You’re just too damn good looking for any straight guy to ignore you for very long. It was just a matter of time.”
I just fidgeted where I was standing, not really sure what to say to that. Mom knew I was gay, and she also knew that I was no longer a virgin. What she didn’t know was that I’d probably had more sex partners than she ever had in her 36 years of life. I probably should’ve been appalled by that, but I just wasn’t. I liked guys, what can I say?
“Well, seeing that there’s little I can do to stop it, I’ll just ask that you two be careful, ok?”
Shit, my mom was like the coolest person alive, I swear she was. “Yeah, mom. We will. We’ve already talked about it.”
She was pinching the bridge of her nose now like she was getting a headache. “Make an extra effort when Jack is around.” she said looking up and meeting my eyes. “Not sure what he’d do if he found out.”
I nodded and took my leave. Once I was back in Brad’s bedroom and crawling up on the bed with him, I explained what had just happened.
“Man, your mom is like super awesome, Sam.” he said once I had finished.
“I know, right? But listen, we really do need to watch our shit when your dad is around.”
Brad nodded. “For sure.”
We played some CoD for a while, and as we did so I found myself constantly thinking back to earlier today when I’d had his beautiful cock in my mouth. I lost a lot of our games because of this, but I honestly couldn’t wait till I was able to experience that again.
I’d have to say that everything went smoothly for the rest of the day. Mom made supper while Brad and I played. Jack didn’t come in from the garage till Mom had went and got him, and even during supper the four of us acted fairly normal. There had been a couple nervous looks coming from mom from time to time, but nothing too obvious for anyone but me to notice.
That night when I went to bed, I did so in a pair of last years full-back cotton panties. Obviously they were from my girls collection of clothes in the closet. Again I was reminded that my body was still filling out, because the damn panties were really biting into my buttcheeks right now. Instead of being uncomfortable, like some girls might find it, I thought they felt kind of nice, so I left them on and climbed into bed. The only other thing I’d done before readying myself for sleep was to make sure my door was slightly ajar. I just had a hunch that Brad might pay me a late-night visit, so I wanted to make sure he knew it was ok to come in.
I’m not even sure how much time had gone by since I’d settled into bed, but it was evidently long enough for me to fall asleep. I woke up pretty quickly, though, once I heard the latch to my door softly click, signaling that someone had just shut it.
So, Brad had decided to come pay me a visit after all. Well, I’d been asleep before he came in so I figured it would serve him right if I just pretended to keep making it look like I still was. He could do whatever he wanted, but I was planning on just laying here and taking it.
I didn’t so much as flinch when I felt his hands lay gently down on each of my cheeks, and when I still didn’t respond in any way after a few seconds had gone by, he then set to work at groping me from every angle. Cripes, he was really going to town back there, and he hadn’t so much as whispered my name to see if I was awake or not. Well, that was cool. It kind of made this all the more exciting really.
Brad went right from groping me, to pulling my panties gently down over my girly butt. Once he had me naked back there, his hands were once again on my cheeks, but this time he didn’t waste any time groping me. No, as soon as his hands made contact again he was pushing my cheeks wide open.
I let a genuine groan of arousal escape at that point. Couldn’t be helped. He was really pushing my ass open and after only a second or two of inspecting my asshole in the semi-darkness, I felt his nose come into contact with it, and then there was the telltale sound of him smelling my ass all over again. I was pretty sure he was getting something this time, too, because I hadn’t bothered taking my nightly shower before going to bed. Most likely he was sucking up breath after breath of my butt fumes right now. And I have to tell ya, that shit right there turns me right on!
His sniffing went on for a good five minutes before he finally pulled his nose away, but that was only so he could start licking me like it was his last meal. And I think a good 30 seconds after that was when it finally dawned on me that something wasn’t right here. And it became apparent a second later when I realized I could feel Brad’s bristly beard, which Brad most definitely did not have. Which meant his dad was right now licking the hell out of my asshole!
I still didn’t move. I barely remembered to breath at that point. Fucking Jack was in my room rimming me right now! That fucker! He was cheating on my mom, for fuck sakes!
I was in the process of deciding on what I should do about this whole situation when Jack took his tongue out of my butt and slammed two fingers straight up inside me instead. I grunted from the assault, but otherwise kept right on feigning sleep. It hadn’t hurt after all, but at the same time I was pretty sure I wasn’t fooling him with the sleep thing anymore. Be that as it may, I just couldn’t bring myself to open my eyes and look at him. So I just laid there and after he was done fingering me for a while ( and I swear he’d been searching for something in there!), he removed his fingers and crawled right up on my bed between my legs. I hadn’t even realized I’d widened them out until he settled down between them, then I wasn’t able to think at all when he rudely pushed his cock up my little butt. I had to bury my head in my pillow for fear of having my groan come out too loudly.
The bastard didn’t even seem to care one way or the other now, but set to ramming what felt like a good seven or eight inches of cock up my ass. I kept my face pressed into my pillow and just grunted and groaned as he ****d my little teen ass. It actually didn’t hurt too much, but it didn’t exactly feel great either. At least not until I started to lube up naturally. Once that happened, I started to take him more easily, and I found my hips raising up off the bed almost like they had a mind of their own. Then he was kneeling behind me with both hands gripping my hips and was thrusting like a mother fucker deep inside me over and over again, his loins smacking loudly against my squishy ass each time he rammed his rod home.
There was no sound or anything else that may have indicated that he was cumming. He just took one last thrust inside me all of a sudden, then his cock was jumping and pulsing as he dumped his warm load of sperm deep within my anal chute.
I was panting something fierce as I sat there on all fours and took his discharge, which sounded like he was echoing right behind me. And, just like he’d acted since walking into my room some time ago, when he finally pulled his limp dick my from sloppy butthole, he merely crawled off my bed, walked to the door, then left without so much as a look my way.
I laid back down on my stomach then, and realized right away that I’d came at some point during that little adventure. I was laying right in the puddle right now.
“Screw it.” I breathed. “I’m too tired to clean it up.”
And so, with a sore butthole and a sticky, filthy mess still leaking out of me, I went to bed and didn’t even know I was smiling when sleep quickly rolled over me.
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