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Shooting down the highway on the back of Chet's new
motorcycle gave me a real rush. I shivered as
the wind
invaded the legs of my
shorts and lapped at the insides of my
thighs. The continuous sensual breezy, along with the
power
of the big machine vibrating
between my legs, had given me
one
hell of a hardon.
At thirty-six Chet was a real
man's man. He was six
foot six and
weighted two hundred and thirty pounds - all
muscle. His hair was jet-black - long, and was usually
worn
in a ponytail. His features were
distinctly masculine,
hard, yet
handsome. His jade colored eyes were exceptionally
beautiful, and were so expressive they frequently
became
mirrored images of his
thoughts.
Even though I was eighteen, I knew Chet
still thought of
me as the skinny,
toe-headed kid next door, a friend and
neighbor. But he meant a great deal more to me than
any
mere neighbor, my feelings for
him had never been more
evident than
they were sitting there on the back of his bike
with my crotch pressed against his lower back. God, if
he
would only open his eyes and see
me as the man I had become.
After an hour or
so of cruising, we returned to Chet's
place. He held the bike steady as I climbed off. There was
no way of concealing the conspicuous bulge
pushing out
against the front of my
shorts. The crotch of my underwear
had become sticky with cock slime, a dime sized spot of
wetness had soaked through to moisten my
shorts. Chet's eyes
lit up as he
glanced down at my lively crotch. He said
nothing, gave no warning at all, it was as if he was
acting
on impulse as he reached out
and ran his fingers over the
sticky
dark stain.
"I think we'd better go inside," I said,
quickly looking
around to see if
anyone might have witness his lack of
restraint. There wasn't.
"Christ, I'm sorry," said
Chet. "I don't know what the
hell
came over me.
"It's all right," I assured him.
"No it's not all right," he said, unlocking the
door to
his small bungalow.
Closing the door behind us, I said. "Yes it is. You
have no idea how long I've been waiting to feel
your hand on
my cock."
Surprised by my confession,
he just stood staring at me.
"You're
serious, aren't you? You wanted this to happen?"
"I've wanted it more than I've ever wanted anything
in
my life."
"But you're just a kid," said Chet.
I shook my head.
"Take a good look. I'm not a kid
anymore. I'm all grown up."
He nodded. "That
you are. All grown up and horny as
hell." He had the stunned expression of a father who had
suddenly realizes his little boy had become a
man.
"It still wouldn't be right," he said shaking
his head.
"I'll always think of you
as a kid."
"Well, maybe I can change your mind about
that," I said,
pulling off my
T-shirt.
"Shit, man, what the fuck are you doing?
Put your shirt
back on and let's have
a beer."
Chet disappeared around the corner. I
heard him
rummaging through the
refrigerator. Heard the hissing pop of
beer bottles being opened. He wasn't fooling me. He
was
tempted by what he saw, I could
see the deep seeded lust
radiating
from his crystalline-green eyes. Before he could
return, I hurriedly stripped off the rest of my
cloths.
Chet came through the doorway, took one
look at me and
froze. He was
completely mesmerized by the male serpent
that jutted lustfully from my groin.
"Do I still look like a kid?"
"No," said Chet, sitting
down the bottles of beer he
carried.
"No you don't."
His eyes were all over me as I
approached him. "Touch
it again," I
pleaded. "Touch my cock now that it's naked and
vulnerable."
"Oh man, what are you doing
to me?" said Chet. "You're
just about
the most beautiful man I've ever seen, but we
can't do this."
"Sure we can," I
said, soothingly. "Look at how smooth
and firm my body is and tell me you don't want it."
"I
can't do that," said Chet, trying to look away, but
unable to deprive himself of the pleasure he got from
the
sight of me.
"Of course you can't. Look at my cock. Oh God, it's
so
hard." He licked his lips hungrily
as his eyes became fixed
upon my
swollen rod. "You want it, Chet. You want to suck
it. You want to taste
its sticky juice. I'll bet your
tongue is on fire. Oh yeah, burning, aching to lick me."
He forced himself to turn away - out of sight, out
of
mind, hoping the temptation would
be easier to resist. But I
wasn't
about to give up so easily. I took hold of his hand,
drew it back into my steamy crotch. "Touch me.
I need you.
I want to be with you.
I've waited so long."
He was a blur as he whirled
around and seized me in his
arms.
Softly he whispered into my ear. "I'll never forgive
you if you make me regret this
later."
"fat chance of that happening," I said,
taking his lower
lip between my teeth
and gently gnawing. "I'm yours now, and
always will be, no strings attached."
Delighted
with my musky scent, Chet inhaled deeply.
"Damned if you don't smell good enough to eat." My
insides
fluttered as his fingers
closed around the stiffness of my
elongated cock shaft. I wanted to undress him -- feast my
eyes on his strong, hairy body, but it would
have to wait. I
held my breath as he
dropped to his knees and lapped the
gooey pre-cum from my tingling pisshole.
"Yeah, I
like that. Lick my knob." His hot, wet tongue
slithered over my cockhead in a circular pattern
setting into
motion a swirling effect
that traveled all the way up my
pisstube. My body jerked and shuddered uncontrollably as
his
drooling lips closed around the
mushroomed crescent of my
organ's
pulsating summit.
Chet's bearded cheeks puffed in
and out as he ate all
seven inch of
my cock. Grunting piggishly, his tongue
slipped along the under belly of my organ as he drew me
into
his throat. His oral cavity was
an inferno of lustful heat,
sodden
with a perverse torrent of gooey spit. I couldn't
take much more of this. The spew in my nuts was
churning.
"I love what your doing," I panted, "but
if you keep it
up I'm gonna
cum."
Chet spit out my lumbering dick. "Well, we can't
have
that happen. Not just yet
anyway."
I ran my fingers through his hair. "Stand
up so I can
undress you. I'm dying to
see you naked."
As Chet rose to his feet I tugged
his shirt out of his
pants and pulled
it over his head. His broad chest was so
densely covered with coarse, black hair that it
completely
obliterated his flesh. I
palmed his flexing pecs, and
twisted
his taut nipples.
My hands shook with unbridled
eagerness as I opened up
the front of
his jeans. Chet took my smaller, softer hands
in his. "Are you sure you want to go this
far?"
Leaning forward, grinding my body against his, I
kissed
him hard on the lips. "I'm
positive," I whispered
seductively.
"It may ease your mind some to know, you're not
my first."
He kissed me back.
"In that case." He let go of my
hands.
I squatted down before him, swiftly
pulling his pants
and boxer shorts
down around his knees. From a forest of
thick intertwined hair his enormous cock sprang up like
an
enraged demon. I gasped with
astonishment as the velvety
plumpness
of his cockhead grazed my cheek. It was sleek and
hot, slightly gummy at its rounded tip.
With one hand I tenderly cradled his big, hairy
balls,
with the other, I formed a
tight fist around his thick cock.
I
felt him tremble as I stuck out my tongue and licked the
tubular ridge that bulged from deep within the
elongated
belly of his tool. A
complex network of protruding blood
vessels pinged passionately beneath the supple flesh that
sheathed the rigid mass of his twitching organ.
The
pulsating drummed against my wet
lips as I took him into my
mouth.
Seething in a sweltering froth of saliva, the essence
of his manhood seeped over the surface of my
tongue. The
tartness of his flesh was
truly delightful.
I sucked Chet's slab of horse meat
until my jaws ached
with spastic fits
of exhaustion. "Where the hell did you
ever learn to suck dick like that?" Chet panted.
Wiping my mouth with the back of my hand, I looked up
at
him and grinned impishly. "You
liked that, did you?"
"Don't play dumb with me
you smug little shit. You're a
first
rate cocksucker, and you know it."
I pushed Chet
back onto the sofa and stepped between
his yawning knees. "Let's just say I've had some
practice."
"Damned if you're not full of surprises," said Chet.
"Just wait until you see what I have in store for
you
next," I said, as I slowly turned
and stuck my slender, round
ass in
his face. "I know you want it. You're just dying to
fuck me, aren't you?"
"Oh God, yes," Chet sighed.
"Let me hear you say it. Tell me how bad
you want to
ram that big, stiff poker
of yours up my ass."
"Man, you know I do. I want
to fuck you so bad I'm
nearly out of
my mind."
I bent over clutching my knees. "Eat it,"
I demanded.
"Eat my tight asshole.
Bang my butt with your tongue to
loosen me up."
Taking a cheek of my buttocks in
each hand Chet spread
me open,
panting heavily as he pushed his face into my steamy
crevice. "Umm, you taste good," he muttered,
after giving my
hairy, little pucker
a hot, wet lick. "I'm gonna tongue you
good -- make your sweet fuckhole real juicy."
"Yeah, that's it. Put it all the way inside me." I
could feel his probing tongue packing my anal
passage with
globs of bubbly saliva.
"Deeper! Don't be stingy. Give me
the
whole fucking thing!"
Chet moaned, sounding as if
he was being painfully
distressed by
his efforts to comply with my demand, but he
succeeded in his efforts an fed my hungry ass another inch
of
hot, slippery tongue.
My entire body felt as if it had become a throbbing
mass
of quivering jelly. His tongue
-- his amazing tongue, moved
in and
out, purging my fuckhole of all resistance. I oozed
with readiness. I stood breathlessly watching Chet as
he
slipped a condom down over the
bulbous head of his big, stiff
ramrod. I could hardly wait to feel him inside me.
Like some primeval god of lust, Chet stood up behind
me.
In the reflective, glass surface
of the coffee table before
me, I
could see his brawny upper torso ripple and flex as he
took a firm hold on my hips.
The sweltering heat of his ruttish cock seemed to
sizzle
as it slid between the cheeks
of my ass. I shivered with
anticipation as the head of his organ wallowed in the
concave
hollow of my spit laden
passage. I held my breath as his
left
hand came to rest on my shoulder. The engorged head
of his rigid man driver began to stretch the tense rim
of
my pucker. I whimpered softly in
response to the swatting of
his open
palm against the cheek of my trembling buttocks.
The brief diversion allowed him to surge forward,
ramming a
good portion of his meaty
cock into my rectum. Contractions
of
riveting agony surged through my impaled bowel and rippled
down my quaking thighs.
Oh God, he was so big. So fucking
hard. "Give it to
me," I howled.
"Fuck me!"
"Damn, you've sure got a hot ass," Chet
panted, grunting
lustfully as he
embedded the full length of his enormous
tool deep into my belly. "Umm, yeah, and tight
too."
My knees were like rubber. It was all I could do
to
remain standing. Gradually, pain
relinquished its torrid
grip,
yielding to the most exquisite pleasure I'd ever felt.
My entire body tingled as if it were being
lightly pricked by
hundreds of tiny
needles. Sweat streamed from my temples;
dripped from my chin, ran down my chest and back. I was
on
fire like never before.
With each thrust of his pelvis, Chet's cock seemed
to
grow larger; longer, thicker,
harder. His tempo increased
steadily.
His big bangers no longer swayed with his humping
motion. His hairy ball-sac had contracted, had drawn
its
lofty contents into a tightly
cinched pouch at the base of
his
slimy piston.
"Oh Christ, I'm gonna cum!" His
voice was raspy with
passion. As he
pressed his thighs against mine his cock
jerked spastically.
"Give it to me!" I shouted,
wild with desire. "Shoot
your sticky
cock juice up my ass." Again and again his
orgasmic organ flexed, spewing it manly reward. "That's
it!
Cum in my butt. Umm, more! Give
me more!"
Winded, Chet fell back onto the couch,
his condom
sheathed cock withering
with satisfaction.
I turned and crammed my cock into
his gaping mouth. His
hot breath
washed over my manhood like a blast of heat from a
furnace. "Suck it," I demanded. "Suck my
cock."
Chet savored the sticky abundance of
pre-cum that oozed
from my pisshole.
I dug the fingers of both hands into his
hair, pulling his face into my crotch, pulling him toward
me
until his sodden lips were nestled
in the roots of my coarse
pubic
thatch.
I closed my eyes and tossed my head back.
The embrace
of his tight, quivering
throat was heavenly. "Shit yes, eat
my dick," I cried blissfully,
frantically fucking his amiable
gullet. "Oh God, I'm gonna cuuum!"
Whipping my cock
out of Chet's slurping mouth I jacked
off. His reveling eyes were glimmering with lust as quakes
of climactic spasms rocked me from head to toe.
"I'm gonna
shoot in your face," I
snarled gleefully. "I'm gonna drown
that handsome face of yours in a wave of cock cream.
"Do it!" Chet pleaded, reaching out to cup my
exploding
nuts in the palm of his big
trembling hand.
Ribbons of ivory ejaculate hurled
through the air and
splattered across
Chet's awaiting face. Globs of cum stuck
to his beard, oozed from his eyebrows and dripped from
the
tip of his nose.
As
I stood before him still naked, watching him towel my
spent wad from his whiskers, he looked at me
and said. "You
know it will never be
the same between us."
"I know," I said, kissing
him lightly on the mouth.
"From now
on it will be much better."
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