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I was nauseous. I went up to my room, stripped of my swim trunks and hopped into the shower. I definitely made sure the water was cold.
Staring at my partially erect cock, I began to soap up. Pieces of my dream played in my head as I washed. Trying to let the cold water force the stiffness out of my cock, I thought of my grandma's false teeth. It wasn't working.
I heard my dad yelling up the stairs for me to move double time.
There was no way I was going down there with even a half-chub. I began to stroke my cock quickly, focusing on the head. After a minuet or so I had worked myself into quite a lather. I was practically foaming at the mouth, picturing myself at the creek and being fucked so hard by that monstrous cock of Henry's.
My father yelled for me once more.
"I'M COMING!" I shouted back, and this was no lie.
I shot the biggest wad of cum I had ever seen. Thick rope after thick rope of the stuff shot out of my shiny soapy cock head until nearly collapsed with pleasure.
I rinsed and dried off and quickly got dressed. Rushing down the stairs, I toweled my hair off and tossed the towel back up toward my room.
I entered the living room and saw them all sitting there. My Dad and his wife and Mr. and Mrs. Kirk. They were very good looking, and Henry was the spitting image of them both.
He nodded at me and I nodded back and walked toward them as they all stood.
"Riley Robert Randall, Jesus Christ! Did you wash each individual skin cell or something?" My dad barked with a smile.
"This is Mr. Evan Kirk and his wife Mona and their son Henry."
"Hello, nice to meet you." I said to each of them and we shook hands.
"You are just so handsome there sugarfoot." Mona Kirk said as she hugged me so close and hard that the tops of her nice tits bulged out of her top and smashed against my chest.
Good thing I had just fapped, or other things might be bulging right now.
Henry pried open his mother's kung-fu grip on me and looked at me with one eye squinted.
"Did you enjoy the creek? It's always nice on days like this. Feel free to swim there any time." He said, letting me know it was private property (and so was his mother) in a way.
"Thanks, I appreciate that, it was really relaxing." I said with a smile.
He smiled back. I nearly lost my balance. Jeezus he was handsome, and he smelled good.
We joined our parents in the dining room. I sat in between my dad and whore step-mom on one side of the table and Henry between his parents on the other. Eva had went all out for dinner. She actually brought out the silver so we could enjoy the KFC in luxury. Lazy fucking cunt.
We ate and talked about farm life and other boring shit. Finally dinner was over. The adults were planning on going onto the patio to have drinks.
"Riley, take Henry to your room and play Call of Duty or Battlefield or something." My father suggested. "You need to make friends."
"Okay Dad."
I turned to Henry who was looking at my baby pictures on the wall.
"That's you?" He asked, pointing to, of course, the picture of 2 year old me in the bathtub.
I nodded in embarrassment.
"Goddamned 3 Legged baby." He said, with a grin.
"C'mon lets go to my room."
He followed me upstairs. I wondered if he was looking at my ass. I quickly forced the thought out of my mind.
"Nice house." he commented.
"Thanks, I'm still getting used to all the space. Have you lived here all your life?" I inquired.
"Yeah, my family passed down the Kirk farm for 4 generations, and I'm next to inherit it all."
"Cool beans." I said, sounding like a complete idiot.
We entered my room and sat down on my small sofa in front of my plasma t.v.
I turned on the console and logged into my profile. My screensaver, a photo of Brooklyn Decker popped onto the screen.
"Nice!" Henry exclaimed, as his fingernails dug into the thighs of his jeans.
I handed him a controller and we played a little C.O.D then a little battlefield.
I handed him his ass. But in the back of my mind, I wanted to hand him my ass. What the fuck was wrong with me? Am I queer?
"This is boring, do you have a p.c.?"
"Yeah, I do."
I went over to my desk drawer and pulled out my laptop.
Henry rubbed his hands together and smiled as if he were up to no good.
"Lets watch some porn." He demanded.
I had no idea how to react. Not wanting to seem like a goody two shoes, I logged on and went right to my stash of torrented porn. We watched Fucked Hard 18.
Henry was rubbing his jeans and a ridiculously large bulge began to form. I swear I could hear denim ripping. I was also rubbing my boner. I found myself stealing quick glances at his crotch.
He must have seen me this time. He looked at me puzzled. I stared at the screen pretending not to notice his glare.
The sound of our parents (and my cunt step-mom's) laughter floated up through my bedroom window. Henry stood up and looked at me.
Great, he was about to leave. Hell probably tell every one he knows that I was looking at his cock. Way to start off living in a new town.
He walked toward the door. I sat there frozen, looking at he screen. I felt like I would die. What if he told his parents? What if his parents told my dad? I was toast. I held my head down with all of these thoughts swirling around when I heard the sound of my window being shut.
I turned to look. Henry had walked past the door toward the window and let it down.
He turned to look at me.
"If we can hear them, I'm sure they ca hear us." He said.
Henry walked toward me and slammed down the cover of my laptop with his right hand. His left hand was rubbing his crotch.
Without a word, he began unbuckling his belt. I was sure I was dreaming. I was lying in bed asleep with KFC grease drooling out of the side of my mouth and this was all another dream.
I watched with half horror and half excitement as Henry's thick cock sprang up and smacked his belly as he pulled down his boxer briefs. My stomach turned, my mouth watered. I was shaking.
"Lets jerk off together." He said.
I could not believe this.
He lay down on my bed and stroked his ever increasing length. I got up and walked over to my door and locked it, turning back to look at him. He nodded in agreement to my actions.
I walked over to my bed, and undid my pants, letting them fall to the floor. I lay there beside him and began to stroke. Watching him pump his cock was a sight. His eyes closed in pleasure. He bit his lip and it drove me crazy.
"Got any lube?" he asked. I shook my head no.
"Use your spit." I said.
"Good idea."
Henry sat up and turned so his head was directly over my swollen cock. His eyes bulged for a moment as he stared down at it. He frowned at it, tilted his head to the side and proceeded to spit on the head of it.
"That's quite a tool you got there. I bet you get buckets of pussy thrown at you, huh?"
"It's not as big as yours."
"No, but it's the biggest I've ever seen."
"How many fuckin' cocks have you seen? I asked, my jerking come to a complete stop.
"Not many," he chuckled. "and not many like yours." he said, watching the head of my cock poke through the foreskin.
"You need some more spit?" he asked.
I nodded.
Henry grabbed hold of my cock with his free hand and moved his tongue around in his mouth to make more saliva.
I closed my eyes as his muscular slightly hairy arm flexed as he gripped my throbbing dick. He stroked me, looking curiously at the way the fat red head of my cock disappeared and reappeared as he jerked my meaty uncut manhood.
Then a sensation hit me that I had never felt before. I felt the heat of his mouth enclose me, the slickness of his tongue sliding around my helmet. I could feel each taste bud as his tongue rolled around my head. It was pure heaven. I could barely close my mouth, and it was difficult for me to keep my eyes open. Henry sucked and licked and glanced over my cock with his teeth.
"I like it when Macy does this with her teeth, do you like it?" He asked with my cock still touching his lower lip. Pre-cum oozed out of my hole and down his soft facial hair. Seeing this would have made me cum instantly if I had not jerked off earlier.
"Hurry up, so you can do me." he almost begged in his deep husky voice.
He began furiously sucking me, taking me as far as he could into his mouth and throat. He gagged on my cock, and tears began to stream from his eyes. He was jerking furiously while he sucked me. His bicep veins looked as if they would burst.
Henry let out a moan that made me cum. I looked down as he stroked me as my cum spurted out all over his hand and my shirt. He continued to moan and I realized that he was cumming too.
"Boys!" my father shouted from downstairs. "Wrap it up, the Kirk's are ready to leave."
I shouted that we were almost finished.
We quickly pulled up our pants and I grabbed a washcloth from the bathroom to wipe the cum off my shirt and his pant leg.
"You owe me." Henry said. He looked pretty pissed.
"We didn't have time enough anyway." I said sheepishly.
"Well, if you hadn't taken so long to cum!" he half whispered and half shouted.
"Sorry, I fapped in the shower."
"Tonight? Before dinner?"
"Yeah."
He looked at me with a smirk. "Were you thinking about Brooklyn Decker?"
"We should get going, they're waiting on us." I said, avoiding the question.
"Meet me at the creek tomorrow at 3. I should be done with the chores by then. You can fap to me all you want there. You better be ready to suck my dick too, don't forget."
"I wont...just....lets go."
We stomped down the stairs to find the old folks still laughing and chatting.
"Did you have fun Riley?" my dad asked.
"Yeah, Henry's really good to at C.O.D"
I thought to myself: Chewing On Dick, not so much at Call of Duty
"Well good, now Henry has a new buddy to hang out with. Hey Randall, you remember when you and me first met each other down at the creek?" Mr. Kirk asked my father.
"Like it was yesterday. Those were the days my friend. I hope our boys end up as close as we were."
My dad looked at me and winked.
We all said goodbye and the Kirks left.
"They are good people Riley. Henry is cut from the same cloth as his dad. One stand up guy. We've been friends since we were around your age. If your mother had bothered to tell me she was pregnant I would have brought you here and you could have grown up with Henry.
I could barely sleep that night, I was so excited about tomorrow. I was wondering what cock would taste like. What would having his cock in my ass feel like? Would he let me fuck him up the ass? So many questions. Finally I drifted off to sleep. I needed my rest for the creek.
Staring at my partially erect cock, I began to soap up. Pieces of my dream played in my head as I washed. Trying to let the cold water force the stiffness out of my cock, I thought of my grandma's false teeth. It wasn't working.
I heard my dad yelling up the stairs for me to move double time.
There was no way I was going down there with even a half-chub. I began to stroke my cock quickly, focusing on the head. After a minuet or so I had worked myself into quite a lather. I was practically foaming at the mouth, picturing myself at the creek and being fucked so hard by that monstrous cock of Henry's.
My father yelled for me once more.
"I'M COMING!" I shouted back, and this was no lie.
I shot the biggest wad of cum I had ever seen. Thick rope after thick rope of the stuff shot out of my shiny soapy cock head until nearly collapsed with pleasure.
I rinsed and dried off and quickly got dressed. Rushing down the stairs, I toweled my hair off and tossed the towel back up toward my room.
I entered the living room and saw them all sitting there. My Dad and his wife and Mr. and Mrs. Kirk. They were very good looking, and Henry was the spitting image of them both.
He nodded at me and I nodded back and walked toward them as they all stood.
"Riley Robert Randall, Jesus Christ! Did you wash each individual skin cell or something?" My dad barked with a smile.
"This is Mr. Evan Kirk and his wife Mona and their son Henry."
"Hello, nice to meet you." I said to each of them and we shook hands.
"You are just so handsome there sugarfoot." Mona Kirk said as she hugged me so close and hard that the tops of her nice tits bulged out of her top and smashed against my chest.
Good thing I had just fapped, or other things might be bulging right now.
Henry pried open his mother's kung-fu grip on me and looked at me with one eye squinted.
"Did you enjoy the creek? It's always nice on days like this. Feel free to swim there any time." He said, letting me know it was private property (and so was his mother) in a way.
"Thanks, I appreciate that, it was really relaxing." I said with a smile.
He smiled back. I nearly lost my balance. Jeezus he was handsome, and he smelled good.
We joined our parents in the dining room. I sat in between my dad and whore step-mom on one side of the table and Henry between his parents on the other. Eva had went all out for dinner. She actually brought out the silver so we could enjoy the KFC in luxury. Lazy fucking cunt.
We ate and talked about farm life and other boring shit. Finally dinner was over. The adults were planning on going onto the patio to have drinks.
"Riley, take Henry to your room and play Call of Duty or Battlefield or something." My father suggested. "You need to make friends."
"Okay Dad."
I turned to Henry who was looking at my baby pictures on the wall.
"That's you?" He asked, pointing to, of course, the picture of 2 year old me in the bathtub.
I nodded in embarrassment.
"Goddamned 3 Legged baby." He said, with a grin.
"C'mon lets go to my room."
He followed me upstairs. I wondered if he was looking at my ass. I quickly forced the thought out of my mind.
"Nice house." he commented.
"Thanks, I'm still getting used to all the space. Have you lived here all your life?" I inquired.
"Yeah, my family passed down the Kirk farm for 4 generations, and I'm next to inherit it all."
"Cool beans." I said, sounding like a complete idiot.
We entered my room and sat down on my small sofa in front of my plasma t.v.
I turned on the console and logged into my profile. My screensaver, a photo of Brooklyn Decker popped onto the screen.
"Nice!" Henry exclaimed, as his fingernails dug into the thighs of his jeans.
I handed him a controller and we played a little C.O.D then a little battlefield.
I handed him his ass. But in the back of my mind, I wanted to hand him my ass. What the fuck was wrong with me? Am I queer?
"This is boring, do you have a p.c.?"
"Yeah, I do."
I went over to my desk drawer and pulled out my laptop.
Henry rubbed his hands together and smiled as if he were up to no good.
"Lets watch some porn." He demanded.
I had no idea how to react. Not wanting to seem like a goody two shoes, I logged on and went right to my stash of torrented porn. We watched Fucked Hard 18.
Henry was rubbing his jeans and a ridiculously large bulge began to form. I swear I could hear denim ripping. I was also rubbing my boner. I found myself stealing quick glances at his crotch.
He must have seen me this time. He looked at me puzzled. I stared at the screen pretending not to notice his glare.
The sound of our parents (and my cunt step-mom's) laughter floated up through my bedroom window. Henry stood up and looked at me.
Great, he was about to leave. Hell probably tell every one he knows that I was looking at his cock. Way to start off living in a new town.
He walked toward the door. I sat there frozen, looking at he screen. I felt like I would die. What if he told his parents? What if his parents told my dad? I was toast. I held my head down with all of these thoughts swirling around when I heard the sound of my window being shut.
I turned to look. Henry had walked past the door toward the window and let it down.
He turned to look at me.
"If we can hear them, I'm sure they ca hear us." He said.
Henry walked toward me and slammed down the cover of my laptop with his right hand. His left hand was rubbing his crotch.
Without a word, he began unbuckling his belt. I was sure I was dreaming. I was lying in bed asleep with KFC grease drooling out of the side of my mouth and this was all another dream.
I watched with half horror and half excitement as Henry's thick cock sprang up and smacked his belly as he pulled down his boxer briefs. My stomach turned, my mouth watered. I was shaking.
"Lets jerk off together." He said.
I could not believe this.
He lay down on my bed and stroked his ever increasing length. I got up and walked over to my door and locked it, turning back to look at him. He nodded in agreement to my actions.
I walked over to my bed, and undid my pants, letting them fall to the floor. I lay there beside him and began to stroke. Watching him pump his cock was a sight. His eyes closed in pleasure. He bit his lip and it drove me crazy.
"Got any lube?" he asked. I shook my head no.
"Use your spit." I said.
"Good idea."
Henry sat up and turned so his head was directly over my swollen cock. His eyes bulged for a moment as he stared down at it. He frowned at it, tilted his head to the side and proceeded to spit on the head of it.
"That's quite a tool you got there. I bet you get buckets of pussy thrown at you, huh?"
"It's not as big as yours."
"No, but it's the biggest I've ever seen."
"How many fuckin' cocks have you seen? I asked, my jerking come to a complete stop.
"Not many," he chuckled. "and not many like yours." he said, watching the head of my cock poke through the foreskin.
"You need some more spit?" he asked.
I nodded.
Henry grabbed hold of my cock with his free hand and moved his tongue around in his mouth to make more saliva.
I closed my eyes as his muscular slightly hairy arm flexed as he gripped my throbbing dick. He stroked me, looking curiously at the way the fat red head of my cock disappeared and reappeared as he jerked my meaty uncut manhood.
Then a sensation hit me that I had never felt before. I felt the heat of his mouth enclose me, the slickness of his tongue sliding around my helmet. I could feel each taste bud as his tongue rolled around my head. It was pure heaven. I could barely close my mouth, and it was difficult for me to keep my eyes open. Henry sucked and licked and glanced over my cock with his teeth.
"I like it when Macy does this with her teeth, do you like it?" He asked with my cock still touching his lower lip. Pre-cum oozed out of my hole and down his soft facial hair. Seeing this would have made me cum instantly if I had not jerked off earlier.
"Hurry up, so you can do me." he almost begged in his deep husky voice.
He began furiously sucking me, taking me as far as he could into his mouth and throat. He gagged on my cock, and tears began to stream from his eyes. He was jerking furiously while he sucked me. His bicep veins looked as if they would burst.
Henry let out a moan that made me cum. I looked down as he stroked me as my cum spurted out all over his hand and my shirt. He continued to moan and I realized that he was cumming too.
"Boys!" my father shouted from downstairs. "Wrap it up, the Kirk's are ready to leave."
I shouted that we were almost finished.
We quickly pulled up our pants and I grabbed a washcloth from the bathroom to wipe the cum off my shirt and his pant leg.
"You owe me." Henry said. He looked pretty pissed.
"We didn't have time enough anyway." I said sheepishly.
"Well, if you hadn't taken so long to cum!" he half whispered and half shouted.
"Sorry, I fapped in the shower."
"Tonight? Before dinner?"
"Yeah."
He looked at me with a smirk. "Were you thinking about Brooklyn Decker?"
"We should get going, they're waiting on us." I said, avoiding the question.
"Meet me at the creek tomorrow at 3. I should be done with the chores by then. You can fap to me all you want there. You better be ready to suck my dick too, don't forget."
"I wont...just....lets go."
We stomped down the stairs to find the old folks still laughing and chatting.
"Did you have fun Riley?" my dad asked.
"Yeah, Henry's really good to at C.O.D"
I thought to myself: Chewing On Dick, not so much at Call of Duty
"Well good, now Henry has a new buddy to hang out with. Hey Randall, you remember when you and me first met each other down at the creek?" Mr. Kirk asked my father.
"Like it was yesterday. Those were the days my friend. I hope our boys end up as close as we were."
My dad looked at me and winked.
We all said goodbye and the Kirks left.
"They are good people Riley. Henry is cut from the same cloth as his dad. One stand up guy. We've been friends since we were around your age. If your mother had bothered to tell me she was pregnant I would have brought you here and you could have grown up with Henry.
I could barely sleep that night, I was so excited about tomorrow. I was wondering what cock would taste like. What would having his cock in my ass feel like? Would he let me fuck him up the ass? So many questions. Finally I drifted off to sleep. I needed my rest for the creek.
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