My Bro Stinks

My Bro Stinks! Part 4

By Naked Guy ihateclothes@gmail.com

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Fiction, Young Friends, Scat and Raunch

The month of September flew by. Weekdays consisted of school, dinner, homework, then going to bed. Over and over. On the weekends, Nate went out with friends and Finn dated a new girlfriend. I either went to the movies with my friends or ate out with dad and mom. I never got a chance to be alone with Nate in person. Instead, we communicated secretly at night.

Nate and I started Skyping a couple of weeks after I got the new computer. At least two nights a week, we chatted after our families went to bed. I jacked off watching Nate do things on cam until I came and then I went to sleep. My favorite was one night when he had only small lamp on and did nothing but suck on his own toes in extreme close up. I'd do things like fingering shit out of my asshole and eating it. He liked picking his nose and eating his boogers for me.

For two weekends in a row, our folks didn't go out. First his mom had a bad cold and the next weekend my dad hurt his foot. I constantly thought of the brothers as well as lusting over the other studs at school. There was my ever-growing porn collection that kept me satisfied with late night jacking sessions. However, my next sexual experience would not come from Nate and Finn.

One of my pals at school told me he was making money mowing the lawns of the neighbors on his street. My parents didn't expect me to get a job yet, but I wanted my own money for things I wanted to buy. I'd heard bad stories from friends working in retail and fast-food places--that wasn't for me! One Sunday morning, I discussed my plans of mowing lawns for neighbors for cash. For starters, he suggested going across a few houses down from Finn and Nate.

"You should try Andy Anderson down the street. That yard's a mess!" Mom said.

"I can't believe those two divorced after so many years together!" Dad replied.

"Well, according to Barbara, she was left alone all the time while he was obsessed with his work." Mom replied.

"Well, he was a police detective! He was very dedicated. She should have understood."

Mom sighed and rolled her eyes.

They were talking about the man I called Mr. Anderson all my life. He was a police detective. He'd lived alone the last several years. I remembered his son and his friends playing soccer in the street when I was little and when his wife still lived there. He was a handsome man and his son was really cute.

Dad helped me get stuff prepared to take the lawn mower around to other houses to make some money. So, after cleaning up the lawn mower, I rolled it down the street with dad's edger in my other hand to Mr. Anderson's house. The grass was high and weeds were all around the driveway and sidewalk. I knocked on the door and was happy to see him answer the door in underwear.

"Is this little Milton from across the street?" He asked.

He was in his early fifties, but very handsome. His salt and pepper hair was cropped short. His smooth chest had two pecs that were now drooping a bit with a round stomach--a typical "dad bod". He was very tall and had big feet. His gray boxer briefs held his bulging package with the head of his penis clearly outlined

"You're all grown up!"

"Yes sir. I'm checking around with all the neighbors. Would you like to hire me to do your lawn? I'll mow the back and front!"

He looked me up and down and smiled.

"Well, I don't know. I had asked my son to do it, but he hasn't yet."

I gave my best puppy dog face and blinked my eyes.

"It's my first job. I'm trying to save up some money. I sure could use your business, Mr. Anderson."

"The back and front?" He asked.

I nodded, He asked me how much money I was asking for and then he agreed to it.

"Just knock on the door when you're done. The gate's not locked. Go back there as you need."

"Yes sir!"

After he closed the door, I pushed the lawn mower to the grass and started it. For the next two and a half hours, I worked hard mowing his lawn front and back. I trimmed and pulled weeds. When I was done, I was very exhausted. I pulled off my t-shirt and shoved it in the waist of my shorts.

Covered in sweat, grass, and dust, I went to his front door and knocked. There was no answer. I walked to the backyard and knocked on the glass patio door. I could see him laying on a couch. He waved for me to come inside. I slid the door open and walked. The cooler air was a relief. The house was a cluttered and smelled of cigarette smoke.

"Sir, I'm done with the work," I told him.

He closed his eyes and mumbled.

"Mr. Anderson!" I said loudly.

He snored. There was a bottle of Jack Daniels on the floor next to the couch--it was empty. He was passed out drunk! I tried to rouse him but he didn't wake up. He was breathing, but was passed out totally. Now my dick started to think for me. I rubbed my hands across his warm, broad chest. Next, I stroked his curved round belly. I was so turned on! He was very attractive to me regardless of his age. Boldly, I pulled down his elastic and left it under his balls. His flaccid cock and large balls were impressive. I bent down on my knees to sniff his balls. He was very musky! I rubbed my nose in his pubes and sucked his soft dick in my mouth.

Even soft, it was wide. As I sucked him, he stirred and mumbled.

"Ahh, yeah."

I continued to give him head and he lifted his big hand and rested it on my head.

"Fuck, Jamie, that feels so good!" He said.

Jamie was his son's name! I paused in shock of what I heard. Quickly, his penis was fully erect. His hand pushed my head down and I gagged.

"Come on boy," he groaned.

His eyes never opened. He just mumbled and signed. I kept sucking him until my jaws hurt. Anytime I stopped, his hand pushed my head down and I choked. Using the last method I tried with Finn, I jacked him off and blew him at the same time. This did the trick! He groaned and thick cum began spurting in my mouth. It tasted different than Finn and Nate's jizz. His cum was thick and delicious. I slowly swallowed it and his hand slid off my head. He snored.

I got up and took out my dick. Standing over him, I jacked off at the image of the drunk man with his limp penis hanging with a pearl of cum oozing out. I got on my knees to suck the last bit of cum from his dick and I shot my load into his carpet! Immediately after I came, I felt panicky. I hurried to the yard and got the edger and mower out of his back yard and then headed home. It wasn't until I was in the garage putting up the edger that I realized what I had just achieved. I'd sucked a grown man's cock! Crazier than that--he called me his son's name as I did it!

Then it hit me that I didn't get my money from him. Was the blow job worth it? I'd have to think about it. Maybe I could go over later and see if he was awake and hope he didn't realize what I had done. On the other hand, I thought, maybe it would be good if he remembered it? I definitely enjoyed it.

After I go home, I changed to my swim trunks. Then I went to the backyard and rinsed off with the water hose. I joined mom and dad in the pool. As I floated around in the water, I thought about sucking Mr. Anderson's dick. His circumcised penis was thick and had been a challenge to suck. It was definitely a new skill gained as far as sucking cocks.

"How did it go?" Dad asked.

"It was hard work, but it looks great!"

"Did you make good money?" Mom asked.

"Yeah," I said.

I knew she was expecting me to say how much, but I left it at that. I didn't want to talk about it with them, so I started swimming. I hope the activity would exhaust me. Yet after I went inside to shower, I got turned on thinking of Mr. A and jacked off again. I still needed to get my money from him, so I told mom I was going to Finn's house.

Once I crossed the street, I walked four houses down to the Anderson's house. I rang the doorbell nervously. His son Jamie answered the door. As his eyes adjusted to the sunlight, he stepped out onto the porch and closed the door.

"I know what you're here for. My dad didn't pay you for doing the lawn yet."

"Yeah," I said.

"I saw you pushing your lawn mower down the sidewalk when I drove up earlier. The yard looks awesome. Dad woke up when I got here and was looking for you. The money's in the house. I'll be right back."

"Okay," I said.

Jamie was around 30 years old. He was tall, lanky, and covered with tattoos. He was hot in a trashy kind of way. I waited for a couple of minutes and then he came back out. The cool air from inside the house flowed out and smelled of cigarettes.

"Here you go,"

As I reached out, he jerked the money away. He sneered and it exposed a missing tooth.

"Say, my dad thanked ME for doing something for him that I didn't do. Maybe you did it for him? I stepped in your puddle of jizz in the carpet."

"What?" I stammered.

My face flushed hot.

"Look kid, I know you blew my dad. Did he force you to do it or did you volunteer it? He's a bit much when he's wasted."

I shrugged.

"He was passed out," I confessed.

"Ha-ha, you took advantage of him instead. That's a hoot!"

I shrugged again. I was embarrassed and turned on at the same time.

"I remember you playing in the street on your tricycle when you were just a brat. Look at you now! Oh, I'm not gay man, but after finding a friend of mine in bed with my dad when I was your age, I discovered dad's favorite hobby. He loves getting his dick sucked by young dudes! In fact, I came over today to try to bum some rent money from the old man, but looks like you already did the work for me! Thanks!"

His hand reached out again and I grabbed the cash from it.

"Dad said, 'that was the best blow job ever'!"

I was sweating now.

"Thanks to you I got a hundred bucks. He told me if you came over to give you this cash for mowing. We both got paid good! Maybe I'll be around the next time you mow the lawn!"

He laughed hoarsely and rolled his eyes.

"See you later, kid."

He stepped inside and closed the door. I shoved the money in my pocket and hurried down the street to my house. I couldn't believe what had happened. Jamie sucked his dad's dick for money! I'd have to find a way to make it over there again!

In early October, my chance came to spend a lot of time with Nate. One of their great-aunts died, so their parents were driving out of town to attend the funeral. They were to leave early Saturday morning and get home late the next day. I found about it when Finn asked me for a favor at school.

"Dude, my folks are going out of town. It's my chance to get out and stay out all night. Kelly said I can come over to her sister's place where they're having a big party!"

"How are you getting to the party?" I asked.

"I'll ride my bro's bike. It's only about five miles away. I thought you might want to know in case you two are still...you know."

"Oh, okay," I said.

He said it in a way in which I think he was wanting me to confirm if I was still messing around with his brother. I didn't volunteer anything. However, after I got home later in the day, I immediately sent an email to Nate asking to talk to me. A few minutes later I got his call on Skype. I answered it to find his image showing him in earbuds in his room.

"I heard about your folks this weekend," I said.

"Yeah, dumb ass is going to ask if you'll come over to hang with me so I won't be left alone. Like I'm a little kid or something! Will you come over?"

"Fuck yeah! And make sure you don't take a dump all day. I'll hold mine too!"

"Wow," He said. "I can't wait!"

After these plans were made, I made plans of my own. I had watched so many scat videos by now and I knew what I wanted to do the next time the chance came. When my folks weren't home or weren't paying attention, I dug out an old blanket from the linen closet with holes in it. I made a small overnight bag of mouthwash, soap, and a toothbrush. Then I charged up my digital video cam and tucked all this away in my backpack. All that was left was to wait.

Finn's parents told mine that he and Nate would be alone for the weekend. However, Finn wasn't expected to check in like he had to back in the summer. I told mom and dad that I was spending the night with the guys. Just before sunset, I left the house with my backpack. It all seemed so innocent to my parents.

Finn answered the door in a towel.

"It's about time. I wasn't sure you were coming over. The party's moved and now I have a ride, but I gotta walk down the street to catch it so your folks don't see."

"I don't think they will be paying attention. My folks were acting kind of weird all day, I think they are glad I'll be gone so they can fuck in the pool or something. They flirted all day."

"Wow, you're parents are so cool." He said. "You mom's still a babe."

"Stop it!" I told him.

I followed him to his room and he disappeared into the closet. He came out in tight jeans holding a shirt.

"How can you even put those on? They look painted-on!"

"Yeah, I can't even wear my sexy underwear. They are tight as fuck, but the girls levee's!" He said.

He sprayed cologne on his chest before he slid on his shirt. Then he brushed his hair.

"Should I gel it up?" He asked.

"It looks good if you let it dry like that with the curls in front."

He admired himself in the mirror and posed with his arms flexing.

"I should pay attention to what you say. You gay dudes are all better at fashion and stuff. Mom was watching this Queer Eye show with gay dudes making over straight men."

"You're clueless!" I told him.

Before he put on his socks, he sat on the bed and grabbed a container of hand lotion.

"Gotta keep these feet baby smooth!" He said.

"Can I do it?" I asked.

"Fuck dude, you don't give up!"

"Idiot, I'm not trying to jack you off, I'm just gonna rub it on your feet!"

"I know dude, but you still get off on it. You can't keep your hands off me."

I sighed at his arrogance and then laughed.

"Well here then--perv!" He said.

He lifted up his feet and I squatted on the carpet below him. My dick instantly got hard seeing those feet offered to me. I pushed down the pump on the container and a handful of lotion came out. I rubbed it all over his left foot. I massaged underneath and then between his toes. As I did the other one, he lay back on the bed.

"Man, you've got good hands. I should make you rub my feet all the time. I bet you'd love that."

"Yes, I would!" I told him.

He sat up fast.

"Shit, the time. I gotta put on my shoes and get going."

Just then, a very sleepy Nathan appeared in the doorway.

"Hey," He said.

"What's up?" I asked.

Finn look at us with one eyebrow raised. He knew I was there to mess around with Nate, but Nate had no idea his brother was on to us. Finn headed through the back patio door to leave from the side gate in the shadows. After we knew he was gone, we were all over each other!

Nate's mouth covered mine and his bad breath puffed into my nose. He smelled like he hadn't bathed in a day and his hair was dirty. He was perfect! We stripped naked rolling around on his bedroom floor. I immediately went for his ass so that I could sniff his butthole.

"Fuck, I love the smell of your ass!" I told him.

I pulled those baby soft, big cheeks apart and shoved my tongue as deep as it would go. Immediately, I tasted soft shit! I wiggled my tongue in there good.

"AAAAH, Yeah!" he cried. "I need to shit so bad!"

"Me too! I feel like I haven't gone in a week. I've been holding it since this morning!"

I remembered my backpack and separated my face from his butt crack. I pulled out the old blanket. Without telling him, I hid my camera and turned it on so I could record our session.

"This is so we don't get shit on anything!" I told him.

"What are we gonna do?"

"I want to shit and have you smear it all over me! Then I want you to shit on my face!"

"WOW!"

We spread it out and I told him to go get some towels.

"Not white ones!" I called out.

He came back with some brown and blue striped towels.

"Perfect! Now get between my legs and catch it in your hands."

Eagerly, he knelt between my open legs with me on my back. I pulled my knees up to my ribs and farted nastily. I felt my ass expanding.

"Here it comes!" He said excitedly.

I couldn't see it, but if felt like a huge log coming out.

"It's big!" He confirmed. "It smells good!"

I felt it pushing out fast. He lifted it to show me. It was impressive.

"I ain't done!" I said.

Immediately, he put his hands down and I felt my ass erupting to let out pent-up shit. I heard smacking, squishy noises. I kept shitting, but I felt full still. His eyes were open big and his mouth was open. Finally, my ass sputtered one last time and I felt I was done.

"Dude! Oh my god!"

He held up a nasty, huge pile of shit! Cradled in his hands was my big log covered with a coil of softer shit. There were soft plops on top of that!

"Put it on my stomach!"

He let the messy pile of shit dump onto me. He held up his shitty hands and then rubbed them on his chest to make two big hand prints on his tits!"

"Nice!" I complimented him.

"Sit on my face backwards and smear that all over me!"

With a big, happy grin on his face, he got up and plopped that sexy but on my head. My nose was pressed into that greasy, stinky crack. He farted and I sucked the gas into my nose. My head spun. I felt him rubbing my shit all over my stomach. Then he reached for my upper legs and massaged the shit over them. Next came my chest. He covered it in glaze of messy, brown shit. When he started jacking me with my fresh shit, I nearly came.

"Easy!" I gasped.

He let go. Now I felt his ass opening. It was a tease and closed again. He farted a ripping, wet fart and I pressed my nose into it.

"Do it man, shit on my face!"

"I'm trying!

Finally, his hole grew large and he started to shit. I opened my mouth wide in anticipation. First a few nuggets rolled out. They were semi-soft and I chewed and swallowed them fast! He grunted and moaned as more shit twisted out from his blooming hole. I rubbed my face in the mush and sucked on his open lips. A soft log started slipping out. I let it fill my mouth. It tasted mild and earthy with little bitterness. More shit squeezed after onto my face while I kept the soft log poking out of my lips. He pulled away to see his work.

"Holy fuck! Your face is covered in my shit."

With a shaking, shit-covered hand, he smeared his creamy shit onto my chin. Then he used both hands and rubbed it over my cheeks. My skin tingled as he smeared my face and forehead. I bit down onto the soft turd with my front teeth and its other half fell away. He caught it and held it up for me to see. I chomped and chomped causing shitty slobber to drool out of my mouth. My nostrils burned from the fumes of our shit stench. The shit was soft, but it wasn't easy to swallow a lot at once. It took me a couple of minutes and then I opened my mouth to show him.

"WOW! Don't move."

He rolled over to his reach his phone. He took photos of me. Then he pushed the other half of his turd in my mouth and forced it in with his fingers. I chewed it up and he kept taking photos. He used his fingers to push any sludge that fell out back into my mouth.

"Piss in my mouth! Wash it down!"

Nate got into position to take a long piss. It flowed right into my hungry mouth. I gulped down his strong piss in several sloppy gulps. I burped nastily and shit funk burned my nose.

"Gimme my log!" I ordered.

He held it up and pushed it in and out of my mouth like it was a cock. My teeth scraped the sides of it due to its width. My shit was much drier and solid. I managed to break off a chunk. I chewed it into a paste and swallowed it down. Now Nate broke off pieces to feed me one at a time. After I swallowed a batch, he kissed me and our tongues stirred up the slop in my mouth.

"I gotta pee again.'

"Then get your dick up here!"

He moved his semi-hard dick up to my mouth to rinse my mouth again.

"More shit!" I told him.

He continued feeding my shit to me. The colder it got, the chewier it seemed. My jaw got tired and I was eating slower. I told him to shove the rest of it in. As I chewed, the shitty paste and slurry made my cheeks bulge. I tried to swallow the mess with a single gulp--but that was a mistake!

I tried to sit up as I felt all that shit coming back up. I started to vomit over my chest and it hurt my throat and neck. Then I started choking and coughing. Nate held my head up and wasn't sure what else to do. My eyes were watering and my nose was full of shitty snot. I had vomited a nasty mix of my earlier stomach contents with my freshly swallowed shit. We were both covered in the vile slop. He did the only thing he could do--he bent over to kiss me.

I started laughing and grabbed his head.

"You gorgeous, disgusting, sexy motherfucker!" I told him between our kisses.

He got on top of me and started kissing all over my shit-stained neck. I rubbed shit vomit chunks on his face as I made love to him. Then he did a truly sexy thing...he picked up a piece of undigested food and plopped it into his mouth and swallowed it.

"I wanna fuck you now!" I told him.

I made him get on his hands and knees. I scooped up vomit with food and shit chunks and used it for dick lube. I fingered his hole with my middle finger and uncorked it. A soft roll of butt fudge spiraled out and I mashed it back into the hole. I mounted his butt and slow fucked his shitty hole. My shit-slicked upper body stuck to his smooth back. The shit made the best lube ever. There was no holding back for me anymore. When the urge to cum was triggered, I released my seed into his asshole. I humped him until I was done and a wave of calm flowed through my body. I fell backwards with my feet in the air.

"Fuck me, Nate!"

Now it was his turn. After he got on top of me and his dick was inside me, he took a photo of me. Then another. He dropped the phone and started to fuck me hard. He rammed me as hard as he could. My ass gripped his penis like a vice. I grabbed a chunk of shit that had fallen to my side earlier. I chewed it up and spit it into my hand. I jacked off with it while he banged my hole. I wrapped my legs tightly around his waist. He fucked me for another five minutes moaning the whole time. Suddenly, he fell on top of me hard and his waist humped slowly. He made goofy noises as he came.

"Oh fuck. Oh my god." he sighed.

Now, we were both exhausted.

"That was fun, huh?" I asked.

"Yeah, it was the best. But how are we going to clean up this mess?"

"Don't worry. Let's wipe off our feet first. We need to make it to the bathroom first and wash up."

The drying shit was starting to irritate my skin. It was flaking off onto the blanket. So, we put towels down and walked on those to the bathroom across the hall. We got into the shower and took the head off its hook. Carefully, he sprayed the shit off my face so it didn't get in my eyes. We used a bar of soap to wash off the remnants, but the bottom of the tub was covered in lumps of shit. We used our feet to break them up and get them to go down the drain. After we were clean, the bathroom stank of wet shit despite our bodies having no visible sign of it. We washed our hair good.

After we dried off, we carefully picked up the towels and shook them out over tub. The big task was rolling up the blanket carefully to not drop any dried shit onto the floor. The room stank bad. I told him to get us a trash bag. When he returned, we put the blanket into the bag and tied it up. I let him lay on his bed and rest while did the rest. I used a bottle of Windex to spray and wipe up spots where we left fingerprints on the door and in the bathroom. When I was done, I felt I needed to shower again, so I grabbed the bottle of Dawn dish soap from the kitchen and took it to the bathroom. He joined me in the shower.

"My hands still reek!" He told me.

"Mine too!"

We scrubbed all over with the dish soap until our skin was red. After we dried off again, we sniffed over each other. We didn't smell shit anywhere but our hands! He said my face smelled clean, so I was ready to finish the clean-up.

"You need to wash these towels or put them where they will mix in."

"I'll take care of it!" He told me.

We kissed again and I grabbed him tightly to lift him off the floor.

"You're wonderful dude!"

"You too!" He told me.

He found his phone and then wipe the shit off of it. We lay together on his bed and looked through the photos we took. I was turned on again seeing the photos of me covered in his shit!

"Wow, this is so intense!" I marveled. "Look at that one with your dick inside me!"

"Yeah, they're hot! I'll send them to you."

"Okay, but you better delete them after that. You can't let your brother or anyone see them."

Sadly, he replied, "Yeah, I know."

Now he wanted real food to eat, so he headed to the kitchen. I quickly turned off my cam and hid it in my backpack. Despite all the shit I ate, I managed to eat some chips with him.

We moved to the den and cuddled on the couch while watching a movie. I loved laying there with my arms around that naked, sexy boy. It felt so good to have his smooth body against mine. Eventually, he got sleepy, so we moved to the floor laying on some pillows.

I slept contentedly and from time to time, I woke up. Finding him naked next to me each time, I'd drift off to sleep happily. However, later on, I woke up when my phone beeped. I rolled over and ignored the text notification. When it started to ring, I grabbed it and walked to the hallway past the kitchen. Before I answered it, I saw the time was 3:25am. The caller ID displayed Finn's number!

"What the fuck dude?" I said. "Are you drunk?"

"Milt! Fuck!" He said.

I became alert as I heard the tension in his voice.

"I need your help! I need you to pick me up."

"Where are you?" I asked.

"I don't fucking know!"

I walked to his room and closed the door.

"Say what?"

Over next two minutes, he told me how his night had gone wrong. He biked to the original party, but then everyone talked of another, better party and he hopped in a car of someone he didn't know. His girlfriend said she would meet up with him in a few. Then there was a third party everyone was going to instead and she called him to redirect him there. He continued on and on, but I stopped him.

"Where are you?"

"The internet isn't working on this phone. I can only tell you the street names here on this corner. Use my laptop and look it up."

Once at his desk, I turned on his computer and googled the info.

"Shit, you're over in Fort Worth? You're like forty miles away!" I told him.

"Call me a taxi and I can pay them when I get there! My phone isn't charged up. I'm afraid it's going to die in the next half hour. I've got money in my bottom drawer there. Please look for it."

We hung up and I looked up two taxi services that quoted a crazy price and said it would take a while for a driver to get there. At the last minute, I made the decision to use his parents other car to go pick him up. I didn't wake up Nate, he was snoring and sleeping good. I left him a note saying that I'd be right back. I got dressed and then went to the garage. I texted Finn to tell him that I was coming to get him.

Having seen my dad do it before, I disabled the garage door opener and quietly raised it. My parent's bedroom was in the back of our house, but if they were out back, they could have heard noises from across the street (if they weren't sleeping). I put the car in neutral and pushed it out of the garage. After I closed the garage, I looked over at my house and all of the lights were out. That was a relief. The car coasted slowly down the driveway. I jumped in and after it was at the end of the driveway and drove off.

It took me 45 minutes to reach his location. It was a very urban, industrial area. I saw a homeless man taking a piss on the curb. When I couldn't find Finn, I circled back around and called him.

"Where are you?" I gasped.

"I'm behind a dumpster. Blink your lights if that's you on the corner!"

I did it and saw a shadow moving from the alley. His scared face came into view and I unlocked the door. He hopped in and I drove away fast.

"Oh, my fucking god!"

"How did this happen?"

He told me how the car driving him to the other party was packed and someone lit a joint. They took a detour because one of them was to meet a guy for some meth. Before they got to their destination, they passed a cop. When they saw it turn around behind them and make a U-turn, everyone in the back seat jumped out. He followed them and ran. Eventually, he stopped and called me.

"Dude, that's insane. Why did you leave without her?"

"She had to clear it with her sister first. She was supposed to be leaving right after us."

"That doesn't make sense," I said.

I shook my head.

"See what chasing pussy got you into?" I joked.

"Not now, Milton!"

Once on the freeway and heading back towards the Dallas suburbs, I relaxed. Our only obstacle now was getting back into his house undetected. He was still visibly shaken over the whole thing. His vulnerability made him even more attractive to me. We didn't talk for the rest of the ride until we reached his house. We drove up with the lights off and Finn got out to raise the garage almost silently. With the engine turned off, we put the car in neutral and pushed it into the garage. As soon as he got inside the house, he gave me quick and nervous hug.

"Thank you. You're a great friend."

He walked on to his room and I went to find his brother. I found Nate still lying on the carpet in the den. I crumpled the note I had written and pushed in my pocket. I gently woke him.

"Hey man, your brother's home early. I put my clothes on. Let's go to your room."

"Okay," he said groggily.

Finn's bedroom door was closed. I heard him on the phone talking low. I slipped into Nate's room. I kissed him good night.

"I better sleep on the couch," I told him. "I really enjoyed last night."

He was snoring already. When I turned off the lamp, the dawn's light was peeking through the blinds. I was so tired after the stress of rescuing Finn. Instead of hitting the couch, I decided to head home. When I came out, I saw dad out watering the grass. As I came up to him, he hugged me.

"Long night for you guys?"

"Nah, the couch isn't comfortable." I said.

"No worries. I had trouble sleeping too. I'm gonna go to bed after I finish this."

"Alright," I said.

"Remind Finn to turn the garage door opener back on."

I froze.

"I'm not going to ask. I trust you. My feet were bothering me and I couldn't sleep last night. I took a Lyrica and then went on the front porch to sit on the porch swing. I guess you didn't see me when you left."

Dad suffered from neuropathy in his feet from his diabetes.

"I rescued him dad. He fucked up."

"Maybe you can talk some sense into him."

I nodded. I headed back into the house and went straight to bed. The last thing I did was to text Finn and reminded to fix the garage door back to automatic. I crashed until noon.

I didn't talk to Finn Sunday. I slept most of the day and then did my homework in the late afternoon. After dinner, I took out the trash and pushed the cans to the curb. Finn was in the street tossing a baseball back and forth to his brother. I hadn't seen him take time to do that with Nate before. I figured Finn only asked him because no one else was around to practice with him.

"Hey," He said.

Nate looked me and missed the ball when it came back to him. He ran to get it as it rolled dangerously close to a street gutter. Both of them were shirtless and in baggy shorts. I watched as Nate bent over to get the ball next to the curb and his ass crack was showing. Finn saw me staring at his brother.

"Shit, pull those up! The neighborhood can see your crack!" He told Nate.

Nate looked embarrassed and pulled them up. I didn't like how Finn humiliated him. When Nate glanced at me, I shook my head "no" as if I was saying "don't take that shit". When he threw the ball back to Finn, he tossed it so hard that it went right for Finn's mouth! He wasn't expecting that and didn't catch it in time.

"OH FUCK! GOD DAMN YOU NATHAN!"

I turned around to go back into my house and I was secretly laughing! I heard the two of them arguing with Finn holding his hand on his mouth.

"Don't ask me again to do this if you're gonna be an asshole!" Nate shouted.

I thought, "Good for him!"

After I reached the back gate, I looked back and they were heading into their house still calling each other names. I went to my computer and sent Nate a DM on Twitter. I told him he looked hot with his ass-crack showing and I was glad he stood up for himself. He just replied, "Thank you". Then I got another DM with a pic of his ass crack!"

Now I was horny. I sent him another note back and asked him if he could get on Skype later after everyone went to bed over there. He agreed. I watched some TV with the folks, but I was preoccupied with possible cam sex with Nate later. So, at 9pm, I yawned dramatically and told my folks I was going to bed. Once in my room, I turned on my laptop and opened the app and waited. Finally, Nate signed on. He typed a message.

"I can't talk out loud, cam only".

I typed "Okay."

There wasn't much light. He had something over a lamp making a green color to the room. He laid his phone down next to his bed. I lay there naked with spit on my dick jacking. He put his butt next to the phone and rubbed his smooth round cheeks. Then he pulled them apart to expose his tight little butthole. However, I could see a shit ring in the crinkles of his hole. I licked my lips wishing I was there licking his dirty hole clean.

Then he lay on the bed and curled up. Right up close to the phone, he pulled his foot to his face and started sucking his toes! It was so hard trying to keep from cumming right away. I stroked my balls with one hand and rubbed a nipple with the other. After he made love to each of his feet, he rolled all over the bed rubbing his tits and playing with his dick. It was like watching a solo porn of a guy pleasuring himself. He raised arm and sniffed his armpit and tried to lick it. I could see the new curly hairs forming there. He then concentrated on jacking off.

As he jacked off, he fingered his asshole. Each time he pulled his finger out, he sucked it clean. I couldn't see if there was shit on his finger or not. Yet as if reading my mind, he rammed his middle finger in deep and then moved it right next to the phone to show me a light brown sludge! He sucked it off and started cumming. I jacked my dick faster. When he moved up and provided an extreme close-up of him eating cum off of his fingers, I blew my load. Cum splattered on my chest, stomach, and forearms.

I returned the favor and scooped up my cum to eat. Now the endorphins flowed through my body giving me a rush.

"Thank you!" I typed. "You're so fucking sexy. I came hard!"

On cam, he gave a thumbs up and then turned off the cam. I went to sleep and slept very well.

School was okay on Monday. There wasn't much homework assigned and the day went by quickly. When I got to the gym for my P.E. class, a few guys were standing around Finn in the locker room. I listened while undressed and put my gym clothes on.

"I heard that party was wild. Did you get into a fight?" He was asked.

I glanced over to see his bottom lip was still swollen with a scab on it. I turned my head and smiled. He deserved some humility.

"Nah man, it was an accident at home. My little brother tossed a baseball in my face."

"Shit," Randy said. "I hope you don't try out for the team in January if you can't catch a ball!"

The guys laughed. Randy patted him on the back letting him know he was joking, but Finn's face turned bright red. He didn't say anything else. He didn't look my way or say anything else.

We played volleyball in the gym that day. It was pretty competitive. The girls P.E. class joined us and played with us. The guys loved having the females there. I got aroused at how the straight boys acted so horny when they flirted. I could see semi-hard-ons bouncing around as some of the boys jumped around hitting the volleyball. A few guys obvious didn't wear anything under their shorts and their dicks were outlined perfectly. When it was my time on the court, I played against a group with Finn on the other side.

At one point, the ball was bouncing back and forth between me and him only! The guys were cheering each of us on and suddenly it hit with all my might, and Finn missed the ball. He looked defeated and numb. Guys and girls on my side moved around me and I held my hand up proclaiming to be the champion! The bell rang, so coach dismissed us.

I wasn't going to bother with a shower, it was hot outside and I would just get sweaty riding my bike home. As I got my backpack out of my locker, I felt a hand on my shoulder. It was Finn.

"Very good man! You beat my ass out there."

My heart jumped. When I turned to look at him, he still looked fucking hot even with the busted lip. His wavy curls stuck to his forehead by the drying sweat. I wanted to grab his head and kiss him. My dick started to wake up in my gym shorts. I pushed my clothes into my bag and zipped it up.

"It was a good game," I told him. "How are you doing?"

"Thanks again for saving me the other night, Milt. I really owe you. You're a true friend."

He let go of my shoulder and walked away. I took a deep breath. Randy, one of Finn's buddies, came out of the shower naked and was drying himself off. I shook my head clear and watched Randy's fine butt as I walked past him. I hurried out of the gym to get to my bicycle.

On the way home, I got very sweaty. I was so ready to hit the swimming pool and then eat dinner. Feeling a surge of energy still, I pedaled fast and got home quickly. After I put the bike in the garage and entered the house. Dad was home already. He was standing in front of the TV.

"They're saying tonight's storm may be rough."

"Yeah, I saw dark clouds in the west, but really far away." I told him.

I pulled off my shirt.

"I'm gonna hit the pool, dad."

"Alright. I started a load of clothes just now. Go ahead and put your stuff in the washer."

I went to the washer and took off my tennis shoes. I stripped naked and put my sweaty gym stuff in the washing machine. I looked for my swim trunks which usually hung in the laundry room. I stood there naked with nothing to put on.

"Dad, my trunks aren't over here!"

He walked up to where I was standing naked!

"Sorry, Milt. I forgot I put them in there. Just run on by me and go get your other pair from your room."

I simply walked naked past dad and headed to my room. It was the first time I had done that since before puberty. It felt kind of cool. When I reappeared, dad was in his trunks too.

"You want a bottle of water?" He asked.

"Yes, thank you."

I followed him to the pool and we just floated around. The sun dimmed in the distance as clouds moved past it. It was still extremely humid and hot.

"I beat Finn in Volleyball today!" I told dad.

"Nice, tell me about it!"

I told dad how the game went. While dad was really good friends with Finn's dad, Chip, I always sensed there was a friendly, but competitive thing going on with them. I told dad how I won for my team. Then we talked about me trying out for the school's baseball team the end of the year. Then dad asked a question that surprised me.

"So, Milt, is there anyone at school you like? I was dating by your age. You should get out more and have fun instead of staying at home with your boring parents."

I laughed.

"So, there's no girl?"

I shook my head.

"Then is there a boy?"

My face flushed hot and I must have turned many shades of red. I covered my face with my hands and then went underwater. When I came up again, dad was standing up. He shrugged.

"Oh my god dad. Shit."

I just blurted it out.

"I'm gay dad."

My eyes watered up. He just smiled.

"We thought so. Mom and me."

"Oh my god," I said and my voice broke. "You guys talk about it?"

Dad put his arm around me.

"We don't care Milt; we love you no matter what. We just want you to be careful."

"I know, dad."

I wiped my face with water and tried not to cry.

"Do you want me to tell mom, or do you want to tell her on your own?"

"You can tell her dad, I don't wanna talk to her about anything like that."

"Have you already..." He asked.

He made a strange expression on his face and shrugged.

"Have a fucked a guy yet?" I asked.

He chuckled.

"I didn't mean it that graphically."

"Dad. Geesh. I've been with a guy."

I didn't want to tell him who it was. There had been three guys now--Nate, Finn, and Mr. Anderson.

"If I may ask...,is it Finn?"

"Dad! What the fuck? He's totally straight. But he knows about me."

"Well, I just wondered. A lot of gay men overdo the looks and fitness."

"No dad, he's just a dumb jock."

Dad laughed. Then we heard mom calling out.

"Hey guys! I brought dinner home. I'll get in my bathing suit and bring it out."

"Don't tell her out here dad!"

"I'll tell her when the time is right. I'll let you know after I do it, if she doesn't tell you first."

"Okay!"

I had dinner with my folks and then we spent the evening inside watching while I did my homework at the table. Thunder random rumbled outside. However, it wasn't until around midnight that I was awaken by extremely loud thunder. I fell asleep again and relaxed to the sound of rain on our roof.

After I got home from school the next day, the evening local news on TV showed there was a lot of tornado damage from the night before. More than one tornado had touched down within a few miles from us. It was chilling to know we could have been in the route of a tornado. I did my homework while I watched the news. Dad and mom commented as I listened.

Tired after my homework and dinner, I went to my room and looked for messages from Nate. Nothing. So, I made excuses to go to bed early so I could jack off. While masturbating, I thought of potentially using the rescue of Finn to my advantage. I'd love to suck his cock again. Maybe I could persuade him to fuck me! I'd have to be patient and wait it out!

Two days later, we got notification at school that kids from the high school damaged by the tornado would have to go to other schools until theirs was rebuilt. One half would go to my school, and the other to a high school further away. While all three schools were in the same district, the damaged school was our biggest rival when it came to sports.

At lunch, I heard guys talking about the "hot chicks" that were from the other school. Two of my friends talked about the rival school's best football players were having to migrate into our teams. A lot of dudes were pissed off about that. I couldn't care less. Baseball was my game and by the time baseball season came, surely (I thought) those folks would be back at their own school. The gossip among the guys was that someone named Ronald Kruger, the rival school's football star, would be coming to our school.

When I got to my P.E. class, there was a crowd around two guys in the locker room. It was a friendly crowd, and when it cleared, I was stunned to see the guy who had sucked my dick recently in the bathroom of the Red Lobster restaurant! I swallowed hard. When the other guys were gone and I was standing there gawking he smiled mischievously.

"Damn, it's a small world!" He said.

"Hey," I said blandly.

He moved closer to whisper.

"Why so shy? Your face is blushing! No one knows what we did!"

Then Finn came up to the guy and started talking excitedly.

"Wow, Ron, welcome. Are they gonna let you try out to play here? We could use a star player like you!"

They shook hands.

"I dunno man, maybe so!"

"Well, welcome!" Finn said.

He moved away to change into his gym gear.

"Ron Kruger?" I asked.

"That's me."

"Does anyone know you...?"

"Oh, hell no, but I am hoping you will keep our secret. Maybe we can do it again!"

The coach started shouting at everyone to hurry up and change. I was stunned about Ron--the stranger that cruised me in a bathroom and sucked my dick!

Well, that was the last time I spoke to Ron that day. However, when no one was paying attention and I made eye contact with him, he winked or gave me a sexy smile. I was very turned on, but also paranoid about someone noticing. Neither of us were out of the closet.

He greeted me the next two school days, but we never had a conversation. Finally, one day at lunch, he came up to me when I got to the cafeteria line.

"I'll buy you lunch!" He said.

"Well, the food is questionable, but I'm flattered!" I told him quietly.

He bought as much food as would fit on his tray. I got a slice of pizza and two chocolate milks. We walked outside to the courtyard to eat. As we started to eat, Finn walked with some guys into the cafeteria.

"That dude there! He's such an annoying suck-up. He tries too hard. What a dumbass. You know him?"

"He's my best friend and lives across the street from me," I answered.

Ron spit his food out onto his tray and then started cracking up.

"Oh crap, sorry man."

"No offense. He's a dumb jock. Not really dumb, but clueless about so many things."

I watched Finn through the glass as he stood in line inside.

"He's got a hot body though. You dig him?"

"He's hot, but totally straight."

"Well, that's his loss!"

He told each other a little about ourselves. His family had a lot of money and their house was huge. It missed the tornado. He had two sisters. He grew up in Houston and moved here when he was 12. I told him I was into baseball, swimming, and watching porn.

"Hey, we got that in common!"

I liked him immediately. He was very confident without being obnoxious. He was positive and friendly. I watched his long eyelashes blink over his brown eyes. He smelled really good. When he was talking, I looked at him dreamily. His short sleeves were tight on his upper arms. His dark brown skin shined in the sun.

"You listening? You seemed distracted," He joked.

"I was wondering what you look like naked!" I confessed.

"Well, maybe we can stay back and hit the showers today!"

Now I felt my underarms sweating.

"I'm just messing with you. However, feel free to watch me undress in the locker room today. I'll show off for you!"

I looked down.

"You're so cute. You're blushing hard! How did I ever get you to go into the stall with me? You're shy."

"Not really, I'm just really digging you." I said.

Then Finn came outside with his pals.

"Hey Ron!"

He started talking to Finn about football. Ron was trapped now, but remained friendly. I didn't move from my seat on the long bench. I expected Finn later to ask about me sitting out there with Ron. Finn ate his corn dog and kept talking.

"Let the guy eat!" Randy told Finn.

"Sorry man! Hey, I'll see you around!" Finn told him.

Finn's group moved down to the next bench.

"Dear God!" Ron said low.

I laughed. We finished our food and then discreetly, exchanged phone numbers and I gave him my twitter handle. I typed it all into my phone. Then the bell rang and we got up.

"Milton, that's an unusual name. I hope we can hang out soon alone."

I swallowed hard.

"Sure, of course!"

He walked away and I watched his muscular butt flexing in his dockers. I hurried to my next class preoccupied about him.

When I arrived in the locker room for P.E. class, Ron was already there. I watched out of the corner of my eye as he stripped totally naked! He pulled even his dress socks off. His dick swung around with his balls bouncing in sync. He had a nice bush over his dick

Then he pulled on a jockstrap and winked at me! He pulled on shorts and his shirt and pulled out socks from his bag. He wiggled his toes before putting them on. Guys hurried into the area to change clothes as the bell rang. The coach yelled from his office and we dressed faster.

I kept my distance as we worked out in the weight room that day. I wasn't interested in bulking up my muscles. I just wanted to look toned. Finn came over to me and started to correct me by telling me I was doing a rep wrong. Then Ron came over.

"Well, he's partially right. But you need to flex all the way here..." Ron said.

Finn was surprised by the interruption.

"You're the dude from lunch today. I'm Ron."

"Nice to meet you," I said.

Finn moved away and started using different weights in front of the mirror. He wasn't thrown off at all by Ron. Now he was totally concentrating on something else. After he was done, he flexed in front of the mirror before moving away.

"Oh brother, that guy's so into himself."

"Tell me about it!" I laughed. "He means well. Don't be too hard on him."

"Yeah, I guess."

Ron moved on as well and I went to stretch on the mat. I didn't want to exercise anymore, so I just kind of wandered around until the coach walked through. I looked busy, but was lazy again after he went to his office. When Ron came over my way, I spoke.

"Say, I know it may be boring, but would you like to come over and go swimming at my place this weekend?"

"Sure! And I doubt I will be bored."

"I'll text you!" I told him.

He nodded.

My friend Miguel came over to chat with me. We did sit ups to use up the rest of the class time. Finally, the coach dismissed. I went to the locker room to grab my bag so I could cycle home.

None of got into the pool that evening. My parents were tired after dinner, we just sat around watching TV while I did my homework.

"Say mom, do you care if a friend of mine comes over Saturday to hang out?"

"Not at all hon, is it Miguel or Jerry?"

"No mom, you don't know him. I met him recently."

"Oh okay. Which boy is it?"

"His name is Ron. He's one of the guys from that school that got tore up."

I explained to her that we met at lunch. It sounded innocent enough. Then mom surprised me.

"Is it a date?"

"Huh?" I said.

"You dad told me. I'm glad you told us."

I felt my face flushing hot. And then I remembered that date at the restaurant when he walked by me with his family after the blow job and mom had noticed him nodding as he passed.

"Well mom, you see. I met him before. He flirted with me at the Red Lobster. You saw him."

Mom raised an eyebrow.

"So does he know you're gay."

"Yes mom," I sighed.

"Well does his family know?"

"Mom!" I sighed.

"Babe, drop it. It's his business."

She shrugged and got up to head to bed early.

"Good night boys!"

"Nite mom."

She was gone now.

"Thank you dad. Mom asks too many questions."

"I guess. But she's just looking out for you."

Feeling comfortable, I told dad more.

"Ron sort of came on to me in the bathroom, dad."

"Shit son, did you two?"

I didn't tell him everything.

"Dad, we just flirted. And then when I saw him at school, we started talking. He's not out either."

"He's not out, but came on to you in the bathroom?"

"He didn't know me, so I guess it felt safe. Please don't analyze it. And I do like him a lot. He's cute and funny."

I told dad about Ron being into football and all that. Oddly, it was so easy talking to my dad about this. Dad just nodded a lot.

"Well, if you and this guy get serious, promise me you're gonna be safe. You don't have to be gay to catch STD's."

"Dad! Seriously."

"Well, maybe not at your age, but you will be old enough soon to be dating guys way older and you won't know their history.

"Yes sir."

Dad exaggeratedly yawned and looked at the clock.

"Well, I gotta get up early. I'm gonna hit the sack."

"You're not subtle dad. Enjoy!"

Dad blushed.

"You're no dummy!"

He chuckled and headed to their bedroom. My parents had been so frisky lately. I supposed it was a good thing. I hoped I'd be that way with whatever man I settled down with.

After they went to bed, I went to my room and stripped for the bed. I got two DM's from Ron. One had a photo of him in his underwear, no face. I slowly masturbated to his image. When I came, I simply smeared my cum on my chest and drifted off to sleep.

Saturday was a great day. Ron drove over in his own car and arrived in the early evening. He brought my mom a small bouquet of flowers. I'd already reminded him that mom had seen him before at Red Lobster, so he was sticking to my story of us "flirting" there. Only dad knew it was in the bathroom and that's all he knew.

He got along with my parents very well. Dad and mom joined us briefly in the pool and then disappeared into the house. We listened to music and laid in the sun for a while. Later we swam in the pool until we tired. He stayed on until the sun went down. It was after sunset that we got in the pool again and kissed.

"You're a really great kisser!"

"You too, man!"

Then he whispered.

"I want to suck you again. I want to taste your cum!"

I saw no lights on in the house, so we got out and I led him under the covered patio. In the shadows, I slipped off my shorts as we kissed again. I slid down to the lounge chair and he moved to his knees. I spread my legs on either side of the lounge and he moved in to lick my balls. I sighed and then when I thought he was going to suck my dick, he pushed my legs up. I held them and he went straight for my butthole.

"Mmmmmmmmmm!" he mumbled as he sucked my hole.

I slowly jacked while his long tongue drilled into me. I knew I wasn't empty down there and I made no effort to tell him. In fact, I had been farting in the pool because I had to shit. He never complained or said anything. After a while, he pulled my legs gently and I let them down again.

Finally, his warm mouth went all the way down on me and sucked slowly and with great suction. I was in heaven! I rubbed my fingers through his curly hairs until my hands ended up on his warm ears. I fucked his mouth as his head bobbed up and down faster. I didn't care about making it last. I just let go and exploded in his mouth.

"Ahhhhh!" I gasped.

"Mmmm, yeah," He mumbled.

He sat up.

"You cum is delicious!"

"My turn!" I said.

"Are you afraid your parents will come out?"

"No, I'm sure my folks went to go fuck. They're always horny!"

"Wow" he laughed.

I pushed down his trunks and saw the perfect cock and balls I saw in few days before in the locker room. I pressed my nose into his bush and inhaled. The curly hairs tickled my nose.

I motioned for him to sit where I had just been. I ran my hands over his smooth body and kneaded his muscular pecs.

"You're so perfect!" I told him.

"You into black guys?"

"I'm into guys. I don't discriminate. You're my first."

"Wow, that's so nice!" He said.

I sucked on his big nipple and stroked his big sac. He softly moaned. Slowly, I kissed down his chest and stomach down to his dick. He wasn't quite as wide as Mr. A, but his length was the longest I had sucked.

I too wondered if my parents would come out. I'd be embarrassed, but the risk thrilled me. My hand slid off his balls and my middle finger grazed his hole.

"That okay?" I asked.

"Get it wet and stick it in!" He told me.

I immediately spit all over my middle finger and slowly slid it inside his warm hole. Unfortunately, it was empty. I slowly finger-fucked him until he started grunting. Now his dick spasmed in my mouth and delivered a big load of jizz. I tasted it well before I gulped it down. Then I got up and laid on top of him. In the dark, only the reflection of the pool light under the water illuminated the patio.

"I'm really glad we met. But I want to get to know you better. I don't like you only for your penis." He said.

I laughed and we kissed again.

"I'm gonna need to head home soon. I have a curfew of 11pm. My folks are kind of strict."

"Okay," I sighed.

"I would like for us to go out some place. Dinner?" He asked.

"Sweet!"

We got up and got dressed. He pulled on his shirt and tennis shoes. We walked through the house and as we kissed by the door, mom came through in her robe.

"Oh hon, I didn't know you still had company."

"Good night, ma'am. It was nice to meet you!"

"You too, sweetie."

Then he was gone. Mom came behind me and put her hand on my shoulder.

"He's really sweet--and really cute!"

"I know!" I told her.

The next week went by quite boringly. I only talked to Nate once. I talked to Ron at lunch and at home on the phone, but our date wasn't until Friday. On that night, he took me to a fancy restaurant with French food. He ordered for us and treated me really well. There was no sex that night. I felt it would be too trashy to initiate something in the car (though I would do it with someone else). He was too classy. I settled for a long kiss in the car before he walked me to the door.

Saturday morning, my parents went on errands. I felt really horny. I was going to jack off, but then I remembered that debt that "someone" owed to me. I texted Finn and asked him to come over. Ten minutes later, a sweaty Finn rang the doorbell. I hurried to answer it.

"Hey man, what's up. I just finished a workout."

"Well, come in."

He followed me.

"Your folks gone?"

"Yeah, they won't be back until the afternoon."

He stood there looking at me puzzled.

"So, let's go to my room." I said.

He started to follow me and then it clicked in his head. He stopped.

"Whoa man, no. I told you that was the last time!"

"Look dude, I saved your ass not long ago. Remember?"

"Yeah, but..."

"So, you owe me this. Come on."

"Milt, this is bullshit."

"Get naked," I said as we entered my room.

"If you gotta have my dick, then let me go shower. I'm nasty."

"GET NAKED!" I told him.

"Shit, dude. You're so gross."

He pulled off his sneakers and slid off his shorts. No underwear. He tossed his sweaty wifebeater on the bed.

"Socks too!"

He bent over and peeled off his dirty socks. The bottom of them were brown. I picked one up and sniffed it hard.

"You're a freak!" he laughed.

"Lay on the bed. I'm gonna take my time." I told him.

He lay back with his feet on the floor. I got on my knees and ran my hands over his hairy thighs. I pulled on foot up to my face and licked up and down on the bottom of it. He didn't protest. In fact, when I started sucking his toes, he got off on it!

"Yes, that feels so good," he sighed.

I serviced both of his feet for a while until he was really relaxed. I pushed his feet upward.

"Hold onto your legs and spread 'em!"

He awkwardly did so. He was unsure of what was going to happen. Still on my knees, I leaned forward and pressed my nose into his steamy hole. Curly, damp hairs flicked my nostrils. I breathed in a deep and wonderful huff. His asshole smelled of butthole, sweat, and funk. So perfect! I kissed his hole like it was a mouth puckering for me.

"Oh, shit," He sighed.

For the next half hour, I ate his ass good. I had him move in four different positions. On his stomach, doggy style, on his back, and on his side. He was so into it! When my jaws tired, I told him to lay there and I went to get some lotion.

With him lying on his back, I sucked his nipples and worshiped his pecs. He totally loved that. His dick had never gone down. I rubbed his chest and shoulders with the lotion. It was an amateur massage, but there were no complaints. When I sucked out his dirty armpits, he didn't protest at all. In fact, right after the second armpit, he pulled my head down to his crotch.

"Now!" he grunted.

I went down on his cock and sucked it good. I rubbed his balls at the same time. Quickly, he shot a load in my mouth. Having done this before, I knew he could cum multiple times. So, I kept sucking after the wonder cum had filled my mouth. This time, I jacked him as I sucked.

"Shit, that's so good!"

I was surprised that he rested his hand on my back and gently rubbed it. After another cum, he pulled me off him.

"Do down there again!" he told me.

He wanted me to eat his ass again! I didn't argue. He was on his back and pulled his knees to his chest.

"Eat it!"

This time, I sucked those ass lips until they started to pucker outward. I opened him really good with my tongue. It would have been the perfect moment to fuck him if he was into that. I tongue-fucked Finn's hairy, perfect asshole until my tongue was sore. As I slowed down, he told me to get up.

"Get over me and do my nips again!"

I moved up and straddled his waist. As I sucked his left nipple, I played with the other one. Then I felt his dick tapping my hole! It was just bouncing from me moving, but it made me even hornier.

"Fuck me!" I begged like a whore.

"Hell no!" He said.

"Please, it's the last thing I'll ask you to do. Once this is done, I won't ever ask again for anything!"

I kept licking his nipple and pushed my butt back against his hard dick.

"I'm really tight. It will be better than any pussy you had before! Fuck me!"

"I dunno man!" He said confused.

I saw his lotion on his desk. I reached over and grabbed it. I turned and squirted it all over his dick. Then I rubbed it into my crack. Holding onto one of his arms, I reached back and slid onto his penis. The angle was awkward at first and I felt it burning, but when I heard him gasp, I sat down all the way. I clamped down tight and started to ride him.

I leaned over to massage his chest while I rode him. It took him longer to cum this time. As I loosened up, I enjoyed riding this stud's pole. It was one of my fantasies come true. I rode him good and then sat up and tightened my hole. Suddenly, he gripped my knees and shouted.

"OH, FUCKING JESUS!"

He bucked hard and fast. Then he was so still I thought he passed out. Then he sighed.

"Jesus!" He said.

Slowly, I pulled off him. I didn't let him see a streak of brown on his dick. Instead, I bent over to clean him off!

"Stop it, Milton," He babbled. "That's nasty."

He moaned.

"Don't stop it."

I jacked until I started cumming. I kept sucking and then he came a final time, but there was no cum.

I sat up tiredly and slid to the carpet.

"Go shower. I'll stay here." I told him.

I figured he would immediately be disgusted and want to haul ass to wash up. Instead, he sat up and ran his fingers through his hair and yawned.

"Fuck, I'm beat now. That was wild."

He didn't freak or anything. He pulled on his clothes slowly and then his shoes.

"Uh..thanks man."

He got up and then left. I lay in the floor dazed. My asshole was sore, but I was so happy. My best friend had just fucked me!

To be continued...