In the next few weeks, whenever Brad wasn't at work on weekends he was with me. We started eating, bathing and sleeping together. The first thing I would make him do when he got to my place was to take off his shoes, followed by all his clothes except for his boxers! He was so damn cute but he knew it! He was also always so horny and he had this thing for feeling and sucking on soft dicks. If he thought my cock wasn't erect he would just start to play with it and get it in his mouth before it got erect. His favorite time to do this was when I was on the phone or asleep. I woke up several times a night with my boy Bradley sucking on my cock.
One very strange thing about my 18-year-old blond toy boy was he had this aversion to coming in contact with cum. He could not stand to have it touch him. He didn't even like his OWN cum! I kept telling him that he was gay and gay guys liked cum, they would even drink it! I would swallow his loads just to show him how good it was, but he was a slow learner I guess! I asked him once to show me how he jacked off with out getting cum on himself. He said at home his room was small and he had only a couch to sleep on. So to demonstrate, he sat down in front of my couch, pulled off his t-shirt and laid it between his legs. He then jacked off carefully and shot his load right between his legs straight onto the t-shirt. He also said that he masturbated a lot standing up in the shower. I asked about when he did it with his high school friends what did they do?
Brad said, "Well normally it would be just me and another guy from the soccer team standing in the backyard. But once there was about six of us we were swimming, some one got horny and before you knew it we were all sitting on the steps jacking off. It was so cool to see all those guys come one after another. They all shot their loads into the water. But I didn't get back in the pool for weeks!"
After that I knew I had a lot of "teaching" to do with this boy and we studied every night. Rather than jumping from position to position like he wanted, 18 year olds have such a short attention span, we would focus on one or two each night. His favorite was one of my favorites too! He would lay on his back with his ass at the edge of the bed. Then he would pull his knees back to his chest, but spread them a little. This would expose both his cute little puckered ass and his neatly shaven ball sack and his prick. I would start by eating him out good, sucking his cock and balls, then rimming his wonderful tight young ass. After he was lubed up I would punch through his tight ring with my fuck rod and pound him good for a while. But what he liked was the fact that I was able to lean down and suck on his dick with out taking my cock out of his ass.
Bradley was really a bit of a spoiled brat and could be very bitchy sometimes. But I put up with it all because when it came to sex, he was such a total bottom. He really, really liked being rimmed, fingered, and fucked, etc. I bought him a dildo for his 19th birthday and he was in total heaven!
But one time after about an hour of fooling around Brad decided he wanted to fuck me. I like just about everything except being fingered and fucked. But how could I say no to my toy boy who let me do any and everything to him, anytime I wanted??? So I said "Lay back, let me put on the condom and lube for you."
I sat on the bed between his ankles looking across his supple, lean, young body. His legs were tan and in great shape. He had a tan line where he worn shorts with no t-shirt all the time at soccer practice. His cock was standing perfectly erect. His pubic hair was trimmed neatly and balls were shaved smooth. His belly and chest were not muscular, only tan and had that perfect toned, nearly defined look. His nipples were just the right size and all perky. And he had that wonderful smile and his eyes were, well an undefined color of hazel and gray and maybe light blue. His hair, as usual was a light brown, with blond streaks or highlights twisted up into a mess of little spikes. His fingers were locked together and he had his hands behind his head. This position flexed those arms just a bit and exposed his pits to me.
I thought to myself "Well if I am gonna have anyone fuck me I should be a hot young stud like this!"
I crawled towards him and sucked his cock for just a few minutes to get it both wet and stiff. Then I put a tiny drop of lube on his head before I took the condom and started to roll it down his fat young penis. But one of the things I came to realize is that when you are younger, you seem to be either a lot more sensitive or a lot less in control. Bradley went from this relaxed sexy position to a moaning curled up fetal position soon as I started rolling the condom down his cock!
It seems that the thought of fucking me, the sucking, the sensation of the lube and condom was all just too much for the poor boy. Trying to hold his orgasm back only made it more intense! He filled the portion of the condom with so much jizz that it was leaking out and dribbling down his shaft, glistening in his pubes.
After I realized what had happened, I thought to myself "Well I guess I got out of that for tonight!" We never tried that again. I think he was just too embarrassed by what had happened.
At one point he started talking seriously about being my boyfriend, but I was NOT in the market for that. The prospect of having this kid over for the night always turned me on, but having his move in scared the daylights out of me! I told him he would be happier with someone his own age. And that really was the truth. He still had a lot of growing to do and needed someone who could go through life's problems with him. Not someone who would say, "Yea I had that happen once, it's no big deal."
Eventually he started dating other young men. That made me happy because I could hook up with other cute guys too. But being his "big brother" (actually his only adult male friend, who happened to have complete access to his body) I would meet all of these guys before he got serious with any of them. It was like meeting the parents. I wish I could tell you I got to give them all a test run on their sexual capabilities, but the best I would get is a hug and kiss from most. Oh and after they had been around a while, maybe I would get to feel them up just a little!
Once Bradley was serious with a guy, we would stop having sex. Like I said that was ok with me, and I still had him around for laughs, and he was still very affectionate and naked when he was at my place. And what made it even better is that I would frequently now have two cute young guys hanging out like that.
The first boyfriend was a great guy. He was not too tall, had fine features and a dark complexion and curly black hair. He was 20 and had some college and a real job. (eventually that became a real turn on for me ;-) When I first met him I thought he was part Middle Eastern maybe but he was half black and half white and all cute. He also was well blessed when it came to dick. Anyone could tell by looking at his crotch that he was packing something huge. Brad told me it was one of those cocks that didn't shrink much when it got soft; it was just a big hunk of meat. This guy was around for about a year (I actually still hear from him and wish I could get to know his cock better!) and then they broke up. Brad had a few other guys, of which I wasn't so fond or impressed. These relationships always ended in a bad way and Bradley would spend the night crying at my place. I would try my best to cheer him up; a blowjob would almost always do the trick!
But the last guy he brought for me to meet was Matt. He was a really good one, matter of fact they are still together. He is tall with short curly brown hair, rich brown eyes, nice jaw line, and sweet soft full beautiful lips. He has that classic swimmers build, tall with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. His arms and legs had supple long muscles. He also had this bad boy, tough street punk wardrobe and attitude. But he is really the sweetest and most polite kid you would ever meet. I really love him to death. The funny part was he claims he was "straight" till Brad converted him at a party during a game of "truth or dare". What a load of shit. ;-)
One Saturday they were at my place for dinner and to watch a movie. They started making out and the next thing I know they are in my bedroom with the door closed making all sorts of noise. I was kind of ticked off, because we had rented this movie that only Brad wanted to see, now I was sitting there watching this crap while they were on my bed having sex.
After a while I heard Brad screaming and there was a commotion. Next I see a naked Brad running down the hall to the bathroom with his dick flopping around. Matt who had taken the time to put on a pair of white thong underwear followed him. (Matt had a fetish for sexy guy's underwear; plain boxers would never do for him.)
I asked "Matt, what the hell was going on."
He stood there using both hands to try to hid the part of his erection that wouldn't fit in his underwear with this shit eating smile and said, "Brad was fucking me. Well actually Brad was lying on the bed and I was sitting on his lap, ridding his cock and jacking myself off at the same time. I couldn't help it! I didn't realize what that would do to me and I busted a nut on him."
That fucker Matt could get erect and cum and cum and cum. His recovery time seemed to be about two minutes! I know this because one time they spent the night and they couldn't wait for me to get to sleep before they started having sex. I lay there quietly and watched them in the dim light. They jumped from position to position and that boy Matt cum several time before Brad shot off once. Matt must have shot six loads in a half hour.
Matt went to check on Brad and I went to check on my bedroom. I had a blue bedspread and you could see where Matt's cum had landed all over the place. It was even on the pillows and the headboard.
"Oh my lord, what a fucking mess!" I said loud enough for them to hear me in the bathroom.
Matt came back to see what I was 'upset' about. He had managed to tuck his cock in his briefs sideways. When I pointed out all the cum he had splattered on my bed his face and chest turned red as a beet and I noticed his broad nipples got stiff.
Matt sheepishly grinned and told me, "You should have seen Bradley. He had cum all over. It was on his chest, neck and face. It looked like snot coming out of his nose and I know it went in his mouth. Now his left eye is all blood shot. He says I shot 'spooge' in it and it still burns."
Both Matt and I knew how much he Brad hated getting cum on him and we couldn't stop ourselves from laughing out loud.
Poor Bradley didn't think it was funny at all and was all pouty about it for the rest of the night. He wouldn't even sit next to Matt. So I had to sit between them while we watched the rest of the movie. Neither one of them got dressed, we just covered up with a blanket on the sofa and I had an arm around each. I thought it was wonderful movie once we got comfortable. But the best part was discovering that Brad's belly button was still full of Matt's 'spooge'.
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