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I hastily took my jeans and briefs off and practically leaped on top of him. I kissed my dream guy full on those nice lips, which had a slight taste of soda, ran my hands down to his crotch, and sucked his dick off. It was better to suck off a 6 incher, rather than Peter's 8 incher. My head was spinning with happiness, fulfillment of my seemingly wildest dreams. Drew was moaning loudly, and I loved it. His moans, while I was teasing his ballsack, were as loud as if I was fucking him. Which reminded me...
I finally got the moment: I will penetrate the boy of my dreams. He was belly-up on the bed, and I had both of his legs on my shoulders, my teenage dick preparing itself. Peter gave me a mini-bottle of lube for future use, and now was the time to use it. I lubed up my rock-solid dick, then I proceeded to lube up Drew's hole. He started his moaning again, turning me on more. In the middle of his moan, I inserted my dick, which made him groan loudly. I rammed him again. And again. And again. In and out, literally, all the way.
When I was finished, I still didn't cum. I was stressing out slightly, but Drew solved that with a kiss on my neck. "Luke, there's a straw chair over there. Top or bottom?"
I pondered, then said "Top. It's your turn."
Drew swung his legs off the bed, and so did I. My dick was so hard that it stuck straight into the air, lube shining in the light. When Drew sat on the chair, I remembered how turned on I got when he did that at school, in his desk. Now, I got cranked up when he sat there, ready to impale me.
I eagerly climbed on top of him, and Drew grabbed my ass-cheeks, squeezing them. I slowly lowered myself onto his boner, in wonderland again.
It was beyond words. I was in a state of so much pleasure, I thought I would burst with it. I felt his penis foreskin sliding up and down through my ass-hole, his wide cock extending my hole even more. Then, through mine and Drew's moaning and grunting, I raised my thighs onto the arms of the chair and let Drew penetrate me from underneath, instead of me grinding down on his rod (I recommend this position to anyone on top--it always feels better when your partner penetrates you, versus you having to do the work).
The more he penetrated me, the farther into my ass he went, and thus the more pleasure. Suddenly, Drew stopped. I looked back at him, confused as to why the sudden halt.
"Can you rim my ass? Please? I heard it feels fuckin' awesome."
I smiled slyly. "Anything for you," and gave him a kiss. I've never kissed anyone, either (except for Peter), so I thought just to give a few touches on the lips. But Drew seemed to want to have more, because his boner was still in my ass (which felt great) and his kissing intensified.
"Mmm... You kiss great, Luke," he murmured before I kissed him again.
As I straightened up from the kiss, I was amazed. "I never kissed anyone before. I thought I was crap at it."
He shook his head. "You're the best one I've had so far." So far...?
I got up from Drew's boner, which slid out and plopped on his stomach. I reached and took Drew's forearm and pulled him up from the chair. When I had my back to him while I went back to his bed, I felt his two strong arms grab me from behind and lift me into the air, as if testing to see how heavy I was. But instead, while I was leaning across his shoulder, he took my legs and pushed my back against the wall so my body was at least three feet off the ground. Then he penetrated me again. It felt so good...!
When I saw Drew about to cum, I told him to get on the bed, facedown.
"Why?"
"I thought you wanted a rimjob," I reminded him.
His fucking me slowed and came to a stop. He pulled out his dick, and I slid to the floor while he lay on the bed facedown, per my request.
When I stood next to him on the bed, I examined his naked body: it was a great shape--broad shoulders, then the back of his chest, which narrowed down to his waist, his perfectly round ass cheeks, then the thighs and legs, which were exactly perpendicular to each other and perfect in height, width, and sexiness.
I reached across him and lay my belly on his thighs, then I spread his globes apart, revealing his extended hole from my dick. There was no hair there, luckily for me. I've also never given someone a rimjob, so I just pulled elements from porn and started licking it. I dared not smell or inhale, though.
Drew was loving it, and within a few minutes he decided to flip over and jack himself off while I rimmed him. He almost came again, so I abandoned the ass-licking and sucked him off slowly, putting him through tortuous pleasure. I made sure that, when I was blowing him off, I would keep licking inside his dick and on his penis head; I read somewhere that it tends to stimulate your partner and gives more pleasure to him.
I heard Drew moaning again, and this time I wouldn't let go of him until just before he erupted. And as his moans grew louder, I released his hard stick and made out with him, while jacking him off at supersonic speed.
Then he came. Some of his sperm leaped into the air and splashed onto his face, while most of it came into my hand. We were still making love, and it felt great.
"Mmmm... Drew... Can you suck me so I can let go of my hard-on?"
"Sure..." he replied. And with that, he pulled me forward and sucked me off. He was still laying down on the bed with my crotch in his face, then I felt a long finger inserted into my ass, going in and out slowly, but a long way inside.
I quickly came. However, it all went into Drew's mouth and some runoff onto his bed. Drew didn't notice and continued to finger me. All I can say is that I had a great time.
As I felt Drew pulling out of me, I glanced sideways at the bedside clock, which read 6:49 PM. I looked at it peculiarly; were all clocks wrong? Was I always having the time of my life until I glance at the clock, and then I have to hurry away 'cause I'd be in deep shit with someone? I guess so...
I managed to wiggle off of Drew, who was still sucking me off, and told him, "It's late, and I gotta get home before my Mom finds out." I started pulling on my clothes, just like with Peter in his Camaro.
"Oh, OK. Well, we had fun, right?" he murmured.
I was tying my Vans on, and said, "Yeah, it was great, Drew. Listen, Drew," I started. He looked up at me with those hopeful brown eyes.
"We ain't tellin' no one about what we just did, aight?" I leaned in so we had our foreheads touching, noses as well, and lips a few inches away.
Drew smiled, and closed the gap between us. I jacked him off a little, and pulled away. "Wanna meet again, tomorrow maybe?" he asked.
I thought about it, hoping that Mom didn't make me go anywhere tomorrow, and said uncertainly, "Yeah. Sure."
"OK, Luke. Three o' clock after-school." Then Drew lay back into his bed, naked and shiny with cum. I exited his room and left his house, love clouding my head like morning fog.