My Journey - Sequel Two By Larry (Laetuseros@aol.com) Edited by Chipster (chipster071053@yahoo.com)
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There was a heavy pounding on the front door and the doorbell was ringing. I opened the front door to see Cory Brown standing there dressed in t-shirt, shorts, and floppies on his bare feet. The t-shirt was soaked with what I assumed was sweat. He was nervously transferring his balance from one foot to the other.
"Hi Cory, John's not home. Do you want to wait for him?"
"Uh, yeah. Can I come in and wait?" I opened the screen and Cory entered. He smelled rank, so I figured he must have been out playing basketball or running.
"You've worked up quite a sweat there, Cory. Want something to drink?
"Hey, that would be good. I'm all worked up from a game at the park. Where's John?
"Oh, I think he and some of the guys went to the city swimming pool. Why, was he supposed to meet you here?" I went to our small refrigerator and pulled out a Mountain Dew for Cory.
Nah, I just have an itch." He accepted the cold soda and in three gulps had emptied the can of its contents.
I chuckled, "You've got an itch? Why don't you just scratch it? Oh, you mean something like poison ivy or heat rash? I've got some salve if you want me to apply it."
"Um, thanks, Sir, but this itch needs something more." He was now very nervous.
"Oh, and you're thinking John could help you with it?"
Yeah, but this time I could use something more." He looked at me with his adorable pug nose face and butch hair and thick tongue sliding over his lips. His eyes were dancing with mischief.
"What exactly is wrong with you, son?" I thought I knew where this was going and I felt a tingle at the base of my cock.
Cory looked up at me from his seated position, eyes gleaming and with a sly smile said, "John usually can scratch my itch real good, but today I need a bigger scratcher. I keep thinking of last week, when...." His voice dropped and his head dropped.
"You mean when I almost fucked your brains out over the cigarette table?"
"Yeah, I need your big fat cock up my ass. I really do, Sir. It's been on my mind all week. I figure the only way to stop thinking of it is to do it again. Please, I really need to have my ass stretched by what you have between your thighs. I'm begging, Sir!" He looked at me, his face pleading for it.
"Okay, where do you want to do it?"
"Right here, right now in the living room!" He stood up, his eyes pleading, searching, questioning.
My hands reached for the hem of my t-shirt and was lifting it overhead as I spoke to Cory, "Okay, strip and get your body over the table!" By the time my shirt had cleared my head, Cory was standing in front of me bare ass naked and grinning. He was gorgeous, his young body with muscles fully blown from his previous exercising, perspiration causing his skin to shine, now a glow with youthful exuberance. I dropped my shorts, placed a hand on his warm shoulder and walked him over to the cigarette tables he so liked to drape his body over and get fucked.
He dropped to his knees and folding his chest over the table, presented his ass up to me. "Ah, Cory, don't you think we should use some lubrication?" I turned to go retrieve some from the bedroom.
"Oh, yeah. Reach into one of my shorts pocket. I got a small tube of Vaseline there." He turned his head to watch me search. I found the new full tube. This kid had come prepared, probably planned the whole thing in his mind all week. I looked at him, and he grinned back with just the tip of his tongue protruding through his lips.
"What?" he broke into that cute grin of his. "You, know, be prepared and all that!"
"Yeah, so what do you want me to do next?" I walked over and knelt down behind him. His ass pucker was light pink, and hairless. I bent down and kissed and licked his ass cheek. He wiggled and I heard, "Oh, yeah! More please!"
My hands went to those taught ass cheeks and spread them wider and dove in to lick and spit on his anus. This caused Cory to start a string of really raunchy comments and moans as I worked his pucker with my tongue.
My hand went to his hanging ball sac. He had a nice pair of them and I rolled them with my fingertips. My thumb pressed in on his perineum and stroked his fully inflated cock. I was impressed with its size and fullness as it pressed tight up against his abdominals. Cory was one hot stud that needed fucking. I was the horny fucking adult that would give him what he wanted.
I removed my face from his ass, and put a little Vaseline on my middle finger and applied it to his wet ass ring. I stroked his sphincter muscle and his hole opened for me. I entered up to my knuckle, then pulled out. Cory emitted a loud deep groan. More Vaseline to the finger, this time I worked my index finger and middle finger into him, slowly stroking in and out. His ass ring was grasping and relaxing. The kid was really ready for this. More lube and now I added my ring finger and had all three working in and out and spreading his sphincter. His ass was slightly humping matching my strokes.
"Okay, Cory, I think you're ready for the main event." I reached for my hard cock and placed the dripping piss slit right up against his open anus, and with my hips pushing forward, gloried at the feeling of my cock sliding deep into him.
"Oh, Cory, that feels so good, so right, so hot! I'm sunk in fully. Hold on son, while I start to scratch that itch of yours." I pulled back and then slid back in, my thighs slapping hard at his ass cheek. I worked into a rhythm and heard Cory utter an "ungh!" each time I plunged into his hot tight ass ring. I felt Cory's ass ring clench my cock tighter. I stopped my thrusting and had just the head of my cock in his ass.
"Oh, Larry, don't stop! I was getting ready to blow my wad. I felt so-o-o-o- good!" His head turned to look at me, pleading.
"Don't you want to do it another way? A more intimate way?" I asked as I pulled my wet slick cock from his manly pussy. "Here, get your ass up on the lounge chair, on your back looking at me." He got up and flopped back into the lounger, his legs automatically hanging over the side arms. I wondered if John and he had done this earlier. His ass was right at the level I need it to be for his next deep fuck. Raising my left leg up and placing my foot next to his hip, I was spread over him, my cock pointed down at his now red ass ring. I loved fucking this way, legs split open wide over Cory's body.
Flexing my right knee, my cock plunged into his ready orifice. He grunted as I plunged in, my balls swinging forward to pat his ass cheeks. It was a great sensation for me. I looked down at this young stud, all smooth muscle and eager to be fucked. Cory looked up at me as he stroked his cock. I started rocking and my cock slid in and out of his hole. The room was soon filled with Cory's "unh - ungh - ugh's" matching my hard thrusts into him.
I turned into an automated fucking machine. I looked down at Cory's cock, pre-cum pooling at its head on his six pack abs, the head of his cock sliding in the slick liquid. His eyes were closed, his mouth open. His eyes flickered open, he saw me and smiled.
"This is so good! I think I'm going to shot a big wad. Every time you plunge in, it strokes my prostate and fills me with tingles. I - I - I think I'm cuming now!" I watched as the creamy white fluid oozed out of his hard cock and pooled on his stomach. "I've never, never, cum this way, its like forever, oh, Sir, its just one continuous tingle, ungh!"
His sphincter squeezed down on my cock shaft and it became harder to thrust up into his ass ring. I felt my own climax starting and I went for the long slide deep into his guts. I felt my cock throb and pulse as the sperm came up out of my balls, through my prostate ring, and out of my glans to flood his hot smooth rectum.
Cory's legs had dropped down along side mine. I stood, my cock pulsing in his rectum, watching the flowing emotions on Cory's face. His hands slid to the pool of cum on his stomach. He scooped up a glob and brought it to his mouth, and sucked it off his finger. He licked his lips and grinned up at me. "What, you never ate your own cum?"
My hand went out and with two fingers scooped a large glob of his cum and brought it to my lips and slurped up the warm fluid, rolled it on my tongue and swallowed. "Yeah, but yours really tastes great!" I felt my cock slip out of his ass ring. "I think I've got some of my own to suck up, now!" I knelt down, my hands spreading his thighs wide. I licked at the cum flowing out of his loose ass hole. Then, placed my lips tightly to him, sucked and licked out his asshole. Cory pushed my head away.
"I think it is my turn to do some cleanup, sir." His hand reached for my cock and balls. His head bent forward and with extended tongue, he slurped my flaccid penis into his mouth. Gawd, this kid could really suck cock. He then began licking the sides clean, licked the running liquid from my nut sac and between my thighs. Finished, he looked up at me and said, "Thanks. It doesn't itch anymore!" He stood up and grasp me in his meaty arms and placed a warm, cum flavored kiss on my lips and mouth. We tongue-tangled for a while, when the front door opened and my son John entered.
"Whew, this place smells like a locker room, spray some air freshener will you? Mom will tumble to what has been going on right away. Whew, you two fucked up a storm, didn't yah?" He stood grinning at our naked bodies locked in an embrace. "Let me guess, Cory had an itch that had to be scratched, right?"
We all laughed at that remark. Cory let me go and I felt a bit embarrassed to have my son find me naked with his best friend. It was obvious from the smell and evidence on our bodies what we had been doing. John walked over and grabbed my around the waist and planted an open mouth kiss on me.
"Hmm, that doesn't taste like Cory, must be your cum from his ass!" His left hand was caressing Cory's bare chest and sides. I looked down at John's crotch. Yep, he was full blown and stretching out his nylon track shorts. My hands slid inside his waistband and slid his shorts down over his firm ass cheeks. I had to admit my kid sure had a nice ass, firm, tight, and rounded on the bottom. John watched as I knelt and slid his shorts to his ankles. He fondled and stroked his hard cock. Cory was already on all fours, his ass pointed toward John.
John stepped out of his shorts, and holding his swollen cock in hand, knelt down behind Cory's willing ass. I watched as John's cock slowly slid into Cory's willing and open ass hole. John's hips thrusting forward and Cory' body folding back into John. John's hands were placed on Cory's firm back and he started thrusting with diligence, rocking Cory forward with each full plunge. I sat back and listened to the slap, slap, slap rhythm of John's thighs on Cory's ass cheeks. Cory was loving it, and John was straining with effort to force every inch of his eight hard inches into Cory's rectum.
I was one lucky son-of-a-bitch to be able to watch these two prime studs fuck. My cock was soon hard and my fisting it was bringing on some new tingles and I knew a fresh load would soon be flowing outward. I thought to myself, why waste it. So I got up and went to Cory. I knelt in front of him and he immediately knew what I wanted. He reached for my cock with one hand and guided it into his open wet mouth. His lips closed around it and that was all it took for me and I exploded to fill his mouth with my hot seed. Cory coughed, sputtered, then gulped it down his throat. My sudden burst had caught him by surprise.
John had watched what had happened. It was the thing he needed to explode his seed into Cory's hot used asshole. He strained upward as he plunged deep into Cory. Then he collapsed over Cory's back and was licking and biting Cory's shoulder. Hot, a really hot and sexy scene.
John hunkered back on his haunches and I did also. Cory was still on all fours between us. We three sat still as our heart rates returned to normal, our breathing calmed. I had once more committed incest with my son and his best friend...and I didn't regret one minute of it. It was obvious that we were sexual spent and completely satisfied.
John stood up, reached down to assist Cory in getting to his feet.
"Well, I guess a shower is in order. You and Cory go first, I'll freshen up the room and air it out, then join you two." I watched as my two fuck buddies walked to the bath. I admired those two firm tushes, moving up and down and the wide "V" backs of muscle. Yeah, I was one lucky fucked up Dad! I bent down to sop up the pool of cum Cory had leaked onto the carpet. Thought better of it lowering my lips to the puddle, slurped up the cold liquid and swallowed. I wiped up the residue with a handy hand towel. I stood up and walked to the bath. I felt, somehow, relaxed and at peace.
As I entered the bath, the two young men had finished washing each other. John held open the door to the shower and Cory beckoned me in. I entered and was treated to a soapy lathered scrub down. As Cory worked over my ass cheeks, he made a startling comment.
"You have one fine hairy ass, Sir. Does it have an itch my cock could scratch?" His finger plunged deep into my ass ring making me jump forward into John.
"Hey, fuck off Cory, this is my Dad and his ass is mine and mine alone!" His hands slid around to caress my ass cheeks with his soapy hands.
"Well, son, don't you think I might have some say in it? After all, Cory is no stranger in this house." I felt a strong tug on my ball sac as John firmly griped it.
"Dad, if he wants mature ass, he can proposition his own father. You're mine, understand!" and he emphasized his remark by squeezing my balls in his fist.
"Ouch, damn son, that hurt!" and I gave him a slap on his hip.
"It was meant to hurt! I don't want you to just have anyone fuck you." He looked hurt. Cory had ventured into some unspoken territory and my son was making something very clear. That put a dampener on the shower activities. We rinsed clear of soap and one by one stepped out onto the bath floor, grabbed towels and dried our bodies.
I looked at John and told him, "We will talk about this later, won't we John?"
He looked like a caught fish. "Yeah, later Dad, after Cory's gone home." The two naked boys walked to John's bedroom to visit. I went to my room and dressed in a fresh t-shirt and shorts. My dull afternoon sure turned out different that I had expected. I went back into the living room and sat to read the afternoon newspaper. I heard John and Cory horsing around, laughing and banging into things. Typical seventeen year olds, learning about life and living it.
My thoughts drifted back to New Mexico and the time with Ken trekking through the mountains and fucking every night in a new and different way. How different from how my son John was learning. Shit, I had another boner that begged for attention. My hand slid under my waistband and I squeezed my hard on firmly and then stroked it.
I soon realized that the back room had become very quiet. I got up to investigate. Entering John's bedroom, I saw the two boys locked together fast asleep on his queen sized mattress. They must have fucked and then just drifted off to sleep as they climaxed. I gently picked up the sheet and placed it over their naked bodies. I looked down and times with Ken, and Rocky flashed into my mind. What great memories, just like Ken said, "Remember this, when you are back home and jerking off!"
Authors Note: If you want to read about my seventeenth year in New Mexico and all the sexual experiences I learned there, then you'll find it archived on Nifty.org under the camping stories, last posted in August 2003 as "MY JOURNEY." I also have a story about my senior year in high school called "Swimmer- Coach". I would really appreciate your comments via email and promise to reply to them. Larry at Laetuseros@aol.com and Chipster is at Chipster071053@yahoo.com