I lay there, my eyes closed, thinking that surely I had died, and gone to heaven. Tim was beside me, his gentle hands lazily exploring my naked body, as he made quiet comments, and nuzzled me here and there with his soft lips. My body was one big tingle, languishing in the feel of his fingers, and hands, on me everywhere, leaving no crevice unexplored. This, yes, this, was my dream come to life, and it was almost as if I could actually feel the longed for freedom enter my soul as he touched me. It had seemed like forever in arriving, this moment, and I relished the new feeling, the affirmation, that this, all of this, was just... so... right. All of the self doubt, and the inner arguments that I had waged with myself over these feelings had not been in vane, after all. Somehow, I had just known since, what, eleven maybe, or twelve, that being this way with another male was what I craved, and needed, despite the torturing thoughts that had tried to make me believe otherwise. Totally absent, as Tim's soft touches began to arouse me once more, was the tension, and the fear, that I had felt in my furtive attempts to make myself "normal," and attracted sexually to girls. I had really never felt more relaxed than at this moment, and it felt as if some huge barrier had fallen from my life. My episodes with Bobby had been the beginning, as one sided as that was, and deep down, I thanked him for allowing me the freedom to venture into forbidden territory, and actually test the water, so to speak. But this, Tim, and the stunning differences of a requited, reciprocal adventure, well, that, was what I been talking about!
My mind returned to real time, and I inhaled a deep breath, held it, and then slowly released it, sending all of my old demons away on the expulsion of air from my body. "That sounded like a happy sigh." Tim said softly against my neck, and I did it one more time, just to be sure, and replied, "You really have no idea how true that is." He licked me, giving me shivers, as I felt the wetness of his tongue on my skin, and then the resulting coolness. "Actually, I bet I know exactly how true, and how happy, those exhales are, Ryan....you know....been there, done that, right?" I grinned, but made no reply, as I just once more allowed that rush of good, no, great feelings, pass through my body.
Speaking of great feelings in my body, I shuddered, moaning softly, as Tim moved his hand down over my tummy, his fingers tangling into my pubic hairs, and tugging slightly. He ran his fingers over the shaft of my new erection, and then closed them around it, slowly moving the skin up and down. "Hmmm," he murmured, "Look what I found!" I giggled softly, and responded, "Uh huh....but....don't quit looking....there's more." He chuckled, and made me shudder again, as he worked the flat side of his thumb over the head of my cock several times. "God, I like this new video game a lot....maybe better than any I've ever played." I thrust my hips gently against his grip on my boner, and said, "And, you really play it well, too, for a first-timer!" He slid a little lower down on the bed then, and moved over me, his warm tongue lapping at my cock head a few times, then said, "Gosh, thanks.....but...you still haven't seen my A-game....I'm really at my best in the later innings." I moaned, as he slid the length of my rock hard cock inside his warm mouth, and I mumbled, "God...I can hardly wait for the last of the ninth!"
I closed my eyes again, fully giving myself over to the incredible sensations that Tim's expert sucking was creating in every fiber of me, and relished the added sensations of his hands moving over me, touching my nipples, my tummy, and gently cradling my tingling balls. He was incredible, so passionate, and smooth, his touches so sure, and experienced. There was definitely something to be said for these college dudes, I decided, none of the front seat groping happening here, as he expertly worked me higher and higher. I was sailing, like one big nerve ending, my body virtually singing with pleasure, when Tim slid my very erect cock from the warm heaven of his mouth, and started blowing his breath on it, as he said, "God, Ryan, this thing is beautiful....sculpted, really....the poster child for teenage dicks everywhere...!" I blushed at that, never having really thought of my cock as a poster child for anything, much less a world full of teenage cocks! Wow, now there was a thought! He slid me back into his mouth, and resumed his magic, as I reached out my hand, and seized his own very hard cock, tugging it, so that he would understand my meaning. Just to be clear, I murmured, my voice suddenly hoarse, and cracking slightly, "Bring this bad boy up here, Tim, I want to taste it some more!" He responded instantly, swinging around, so that we attained a perfect sixty nine position. I licked the smooth head of his thick cock, and ran my tongue up and down the shaft, my head spinning from the pure scent of him, and the heft of the pulsing member that I held in my fingers. I shuddered, that new feeling of completeness washing over me again, and slid the entire length of it into my mouth.
Man, he was big, no doubt about it, and he filled my mouth so perfectly, as if it just belonged there. I gagged slightly, as Tim reflexively thrust at me, the bulbous head of his cock stabbing the back of my throat briefly, and I relished his thickness, even making a brief mental comparison to Bobby's smaller, but certainly proud, instrument. We found a rhythm then, and drooled over each others turgid cock, each of us striving to pleasure the other, as the intoxicating noises of our combined slurping, and moaning, filled the room. My mind imaged how incredibly erotic we must look, our bodies entangled on my bed, the rigid cocks sliding in and out of each others mouth, as we worked each other, building on the incredible pleasure that each was feeling. I had seen countless pictures on the net, and in videos, of two hot guys involved this way, but none of them even came close to imparting the unbelievable joy of this special exchange of pleasure. Another fantasy fulfilled from my play book, and I liked it, I really like it a lot!
This second round was slower, and so unbelievably intense, a feeling of more control, and less urgent, than before, and I languished in it, the heady feeling of receiving such mind numbing pleasure, and at the same time, providing it. I loved it, every minute, and was suddenly jolted with yet another bolt of sensation, as Tim dragged his finger tip over my anus! I groaned, my mind reeling from the idea of what he was doing, and I felt courses of electrical current surge through me, as he diddled his finger in small circles against that very sensitive spot. I was blown away, no pun intended, as he continued to suck me so expertly, and stimulate my back door at the same time. Who knew that there must have been like a million nerve centers there, each single one a veritable powerhouse of feelings, and I was groaning as if I were giving birth, or something, so new, and intense were my feelings. I actually lost my concentration on sucking Tim, as I digested exactly what he was doing to me, and more importantly, where, he was touching me, or, even more accurately, where he was setting me on fire, and I knew that the dance was about over. My balls felt so tense they almost hurt, and my cock must have doubled in thickness during the last couple of minutes, because it actually worried me that it might just explode, rip apart, from the intense pressure it now contained. He did something, what, pressed...pushed...ohhhh.....God....!! My balls suddenly lurched strongly upward, and released the entirety of their pent up content, the molten fluid ripping through the length of my throbbing cock, and ejecting, sending ribbon, after ribbon, of my thick fluid into poor Tim's mouth. He gagged once, probably totally surprised, as was I, at the shear force, and suddenness of my explosion. It felt like I was ejecting my toenails through my cock, each spasm seemingly stronger than the one before it, as I just kept cuming, until there was just nothing left, and I collapsed like I'd been whipped. Tim stayed right with me, gamely gulping down most of what I had to offer, losing only a small drizzle from the corner of his mouth. When I finally quit flooding him, he released my wilting cock, and spun quickly around on the bed, straddling my heaving chest. I watched, totally incredulous, as he rapidly pumped his own raging erection, until his thick cum erupted, and spewed long ropes of thick, creamy cum across my chest and face, like a high pressure hose gone berserk.
As Tim completed his intense orgasm, he fell forward on top of me, and then rolled sideways, dragging my limp body along with him, so that we lay on our sides, gripping each other tightly, and smearing his ample load between our bodies. We panted like cross country runners for a few minutes, regaining control of our senses, and he put his fingers under my chin, lifting my face up toward his, as his soft, warm mouth covered mine, and his tongue invaded my mouth. We did a little tongue duel for a bit, then broke off, both of us giggling like school girls, as we settled into a comfortable cuddle, and I curled against him, and his hands once more settled onto the globes of my butt, kneading the taut flesh there. I vividly recalled the sensation of his finger probing my entrance, and said, "See, I just knew there was more, that's why I said to keep looking!" He chuckled, and then gave my butt a firm squeeze, and asked, "Did you like that, hot-stuff?" I felt some heat crawl up my cheeks, slightly embarrassed to admit that, indeed, I had liked that, liked it a lot, actually. Tim let me suffer the embarrassment for a minute, then, started humming that old song that went sort of like, "We've only just begun...."
I didn't even let myself consider the implication of that.
(To Be Continued) Storyguy22@yahoo.com