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"I know. You're right." Josh sighed, feeling better but still horny. It was obvious they both wanted more attention. Then a thought came into his head about how he could repay Mitch for for the amazing blowjob. "How about we catch a shower, and I can tell you about one of my fantasies?" Josh picked up his jock strap and started wiping himself and Mitch off with it before he unexpectedly put it over Mitch's head with a laugh and a dash for the bathroom
Even though he didn't actually mind the cum soaked jock strap on his head, Mitch pretended to be offended and chased Josh into the bathroom, where he found a trap waiting for him in the form of a large naked, football player attacking him. Laughter, running water, and a request to stop being tickled from Mitch could be heard from Josh's room.
Vanya was wide awake with Allyson asleep beside him, her arm draped over his chest. They were naked, but he wasn't sure who's bed they were in. It had been a wild after party. He couldn't help but think of Josh, and the fact that he might be alone. Or maybe he had found Mitch by now. His mind effortless manufactured images of Josh alone, jacking off, and then some of Josh fucking Mitch in different positions. Before he realized what he was doing, he was hard again. He muttered a curse before bending over to kiss Allyson who smiled and woke up. After seeing him in his present state she smiled again knowing what he had in mind. Vanya loved fucking his girlfriend, but tonight he was picturing Josh at the end of his cock, Josh and Mitch both.
Trying to be as quiet as he could, and out of breath from laughing, Mitch got out, "Josh, cut it out. Your folks will hear." Mitch put up a token effort against the hands and arms wrapping around him and tickling him gently. In truth, he loved the feeling of being so near to Josh, wrapped in his muscled arms. He also enjoyed the feeling of rubbing up against that hard cock, which had recently deposited a large load in his mouth.
Josh loved the sound of Mitch laughing as much as he loved touching his body. He made another mental note to try to make him smile as often as he could. Tickling was replaced by caressing and rubbing. Mitch closed his eyes and almost growled as he stretched his arms up and around Josh's neck before reaching up to kiss him. Lips and tongues met and courted each other in the steamy bathroom. The smell of cum hung in the air from their previous efforts. When they finally broke, Josh asked, "Why can't I stop kissing you?" and they resumed their making out.
Without thinking about it, they were both practically humping the other as they kissed. Mitch, still somewhat out of breath and light-headed from the steam, asked "Didn't you say something about a fantasy of yours?"
A sly grin found its way across Josh's face. "I did. Hop in the shower."
Mitch felt the hot water hit his body, and his muscles relaxed as he closed his eyes. He didn't notice Josh enter after him until he felt those large hands running up and down his back. "Here, since I got you dirty, I should get you clean." Josh started a good lather going with a bar of soap. Mitch could smell the clean scent and felt content. Josh started with Mitch's back, working from the top down. He ran his hands all over Mitch's upper body, feeling the slight fur on his chest. A single finger ran down Mitch's left side and tickled him. The extra 20 lbs or so he was carrying, the product of years of avoiding team sports, never seemed to deter or stop Josh, who paid careful attention to explore and appreciate every inch. He took a few moments to massage Mitch's shoulders; there was potential and power there that he knew hadn't been realized yet. He worked his way down with his hands and started kissing Mitch's neck when he reached around to grasp Mitch's hard cock to soap it up. He used his other hand to play with Mitch's tight hole, which had become soapy with the runoff from his back.
Feeling Josh's hand around his dick, and knowing what was probably going to happen with that soapy finger, Mitch moaned softly "Oh God Josh, Yes please. You feel incredible." He arched his back, trying to give more access from behind.
Josh didn't need any more encouragement. He was surprised at how easily his thick finger inserted. He was even more surprised when Mitch thrust his hips back to drive Josh's finger further in, faster. Josh took some time to enter and exit Mitch repeatedly, getting his hole soapier. Keeping his hand wrapped around the base of Mitch's cock, just squeezing, he pushed two fingers in Mitch's slippery ass. Mitch gasped a little louder, and Josh could feel the muscles tighten around his fingers.
"You ok? Does it hurt?"
Mitch, eyes closed, couldn't speak. He just continued to thrust backwards, trying to fuck himself on Josh's fingers. He helped Josh find his prostate and his entire body quivered in pleasure. Josh could feel Mitch's cock harden and grow even more in his grip.
"That must be the spot then." He tortured Mitch by rubbing his fingers over it and shaking Mitch's cock. Mitch was grunting and panting as quietly as he could.
"Holy fuck Josh! You're driving me crazy. Your fantasy is to finger fuck me until I pass out?"
Josh pushed both their bodies forward so that the shower head was rinsing Mitch's back. He gave Mitch's prostate a rest and started taking longer thrusts making sure to work water in Mitch's ass.
"No. This is."
Josh let go of Mitch's cock and got on his knees. Before Mitch could wonder what he was doing, there was a tongue probing his asshole.
"Oh God! Josh! Ohh....awwhh" Mitch groaned as he felt Josh's tongue force its way into his recently cleaned hole.
Josh had been doing some research on what to try on Mitch. First, he spent some time circling his target, flicking it. When Mitch started bucking back, he calmed his nerves and excitement and pushed forward, pulling ass cheeks apart gently with both hands. Mitch whimpered as Josh's tongue entered him. Josh didn't know what to expect, but the only thing he was experiencing whas Mitch's fresh, clean ass filling his senses. His lost his thought process and began to eat out the ass at the end of his tongue vigorously while stroking his own cock.
Mitch couldn't believe what was happening and what he was feeling. He squeezed and stroked his own cock, trying to prolong the sensation. Lost in a haze of tongue fucking, he barely noticed the world stop spinning when Josh stood up. Mitch got worried and excited when he felt Josh's cock lodged just outside his sphincter. Josh began to grunt and Mitch could feel the motions of that huge cock being jacked off.
"Oh Fuck! Mitch. I'm gonna cum!" and Josh started to spray the tight hole in front of him with thick strands of cum. In seconds, the inner part of Mitch's ass was coated and Josh just kept coming. When his 10 inch cock finally stopped squirting cum everywhere, Josh took a breath and steadied himself for the next part of his fantasy.
Mitch had to stop jacking his cock to keep his balance while Josh was cumming on him. Feeling and hearing each shot hit his ass almost pushed him past the edge a few times. Josh started to rub the outside of Mitch's ass with the same two fingers. Mitch was lost in ecstasy.
"Now I'm going to work my cum into your ass. If you ask me nicely I'll clean it out for you too."
Mitch's eyes flew open at what he thought Josh just said. He didn't have time to think about it though. Josh entered his ass again, his fingers were well-lubed with cum. As he finger-fucked Mitch, paying careful attention to hit that special spot a few times without over stimulating it, he leaned in and whispered into Mitch's ear "You like me working my cum in you? It's like I came in your ass. Is there anything you want me to do?" His tone was hungry.
Mitch writhed as much as he could without slipping. "Yes, please, Josh, eat your cum out of my ass. I need to shoot so bad!"
Josh kneeled again and started lapping what was left of his cum from the outside of Mitch's ass. He worked his way inward, swallowing as he went. He forced his tongue in Mitch without ceremony and tasted his own musk combined with Mitch's clean ass and moaned. He started to eat Mitch's ass out with determination and lust.
Mitch couldn't take any more. His breathing became shallow and he could feel the build up in his body, yearning to let loose. He looked down and saw his cock bounce up and down wildly as he started spraying the shower wall. His ass clamped down and squeezed Josh's tongue out. Even from his view, Josh could see the spurts of cum fly. Mitch finally stopped cumming and slumped a little, exhausted. Josh quickly stood to steady his boyfriend.
"Hey there, careful. Breaking your neck in the shower would be a real sucky way to end the evening." Josh teased.
Mitch smiled weakly as Josh dipped his head under the water to rinse his face off and clear his mouth out. Josh finished and shook the water out of his face, leaving a smile and look of youthful energy. "Here, let me help you finish."
Josh got the soap again and cleaned them both up quickly. He turned the shower off and began to dry off Mitch first and then himself. He helped Mitch out of the shower and dressed him in a bathrobe. Mitch still looked shell-shocked, but he could smell Josh on the robe and felt closer to him in that instant than he had with anyone in his life. He wanted to keep that feeling forever and he hoped he could help Josh feel the same way.
A small frown of concern appeared on Josh's face before he said, "You ok, love? You look like you're about to collapse or something." Josh finished drying off and wrapped the towel around himself, more for warmth than modesty.
Mitch looked up and into Josh's eyes and whispered, "I think I love you, Josh."
Josh's jaw almost dropped. He steadied Mitch, holding him in his arms and kissed him deeply. Mitch kissed him back and let down any guards that might have still been in place. Through the kiss, he gave himself over completely. On some level, Josh sensed it and opened himself up. The kiss was slow, sensual, romantic and passionate without being forced or hard. Neither of them wanted sex, just each other.
Mitch opened his eyes and found that they had stopped kissing. At some point, time had stopped and he was just now coming back to reality. He saw Josh's face looking at him with warmth.
"I love you, too." Josh said before running his thumb down Mitch's cheek. He started combing Mitch's hair with his fingers. "We should get some stuff for you here. Like a comb and a toothbrush."
Mitch grinned and gave a small frown. "Your dad said no sleep overs, and I don't want to give the impression that I'm moving in."
Josh shrugged. "They'll never notice a few things."
They walked back out into Josh's bedroom. Mitch took off the bathrobe and started to get dressed as Josh flopped down on his bed, still wearing his towel.
"What are you doing?" Josh asked, admiring the view of Mitch robe-less, searching for his boxers.
"Getting dressed."
"I can see that. Why are you getting dressed? I thought we could spend some time naked under the covers together while we watched tv. It's actually still kind of early for a Friday night."
Mitch flushed again, which delighted Josh immensely, and said "When I get back maybe. I need to get your birthday present. I'll be back in few."
"Birthday present? It isn't my birthday quite yet."
"I know. I didn't know how tonight was going to end, and I wanted you to have it regardless." Mitch finished getting dressed and put his shoes on. "I'll be back." He kissed Josh on the top of his head before dashing out of the door and hurrying downstairs.
Josh was taking a moment to absorb the night's events when he heard a knock at his door.
"Josh? Everything ok?" It was his father's voice at the door.
"Sure dad, come in." Josh answered back, either not remembering he was half hard and wearing a towel or just not caring.
The door opened and his father took a step in, showing some concern. He eyed Josh's current state of dress and the obviously freshly-fucked look on his face. He made a mental note to revise what he thought Josh and Mitch would be willing to do behind a closed door with parents in the house. "Mitch left in a rush. Everything ok?"
"Yeah everything is fine. He's going to get my early birthday present."
Steven nodded "Oh. ok. When I saw you like that" He waived a hand in Josh's direction. "I didn't know if there was a maybe a problem or something."
"A problem?"
His father looked a little embarrassed. "Son, I figured I'd have to have a talk about this with you someday. I just sort of figured it would be about girls instead of boys." He shut the door for some privacy. "The men in our family are, well, we've got nothing to be ashamed of in the locker room."
Josh was stunned. "Dad, are we actually having a talk about the size of our cocks?"
Steven winced. "Language in the house, son. And yes, believe it or not, it can be an issue. When I saw Mitch run off and you lying there like that, I didn't know if maybe he got intimidated or something."
A thought came to Josh's head and he gave a wide grin. "It's not the first time he's seen me naked, and you're assuming I would be on top."
His father had no immediate response for that other than to stutter. Indeed, it had never really occured to him that Josh wouldn't be on top. "I...uh...err.."
Josh laughed. "Calm down dad, I won't go into details, but we haven't done that yet. And yeah, it's partly because of my size." Josh got more serious and a little embarrassed himself. "We both want to, but...yeah. I don't want to hurt him."
"Just go slowly and let him" Steven almost choked on the word "get used to it. Some extra lube might help. Do you know where to get lube or need any?"
Josh didn't fail to notice the hard time his dad was having with the talk and it saddened him. "You'd like me to be straight instead, don't you? I know you said you love me no matter what and I believe that, but I can tell you still wish you had a straight son to talk about this stuff with. And no, I don't need any lube; I can get it myself. Thanks."
Steven was feeling exasperated. "Josh, I don't know what to tell you anymore. Yeah, it would make my life a little easier if I knew you'd be testing that thing out on a girl instead of a guy. It's only because I might actually be able to speak from experience. I've never been with another man. I don't know what it's like in reality. Every dad wants his son to gain the benefit of his experiences. I just don't have any experiences to share on this and it's frustrating. Having kids will turn anyone into a worrier. This is one more thing to worry about."
"You don't know what it's like in reality? What do you mean?" Josh's interest was piqued.
He watched as his father turned pink in the cheeks and rub the back of his neck. "I think every guy wonders about it at least once. Blow jobs feel good, fucking feels good. You wonder what it would be like to be on the other side of it. Hell, I've had a prostate exam. I will deny this if asked, but I understand the potential appeal."
"But you never wanted to be with a guy?"
"No. I have been asked, though. I bet you have your share of girls wanting your attention. In the end though, I realized I wasn't gay. And it's a good thing for you that I'm not." His smile was awkward.
Josh understood. "I know what you mean. Mitch and I are taking it slow." He paused a moment before asking what he had in mind. "Hey Dad, I know you said no sleep overs, but I was kind of hoping Mitch could stay over tonight. I promise we won't stay up all night or anything. I just like waking up with him with me."
Steven saw look in his son's eyes, the longing, and decided that if he couldn't offer him the fatherly comfort he wanted to, he could at least allow Josh this time with Mitch. "Fine. but I don't want it getting around to your friends, and their parents, that I let my underage son and his boyfriend have regular sleep overs. And his parents have to be ok with it."
Josh's face lit up. "Thanks! I'll make sure it's ok with his parents, and we won't tell anyone." Josh glanced at his towel. "I'd hug you, but that might be weird."
Putting his hand up in a gesture of appreciation, "You're welcome." They both heard the front door open and close. "I think he's back for more, son. Try not to wear him out." With a small amount of effort he winked and smiled at his son. Josh beamed in response and nodded.
Mitch was carrying a larger rectangular box when he met Steven at the doorway to the bedroom.
"Evening Mitch."
"Hey Sir. I was just getting Josh's birthday present." he said, hoping that he and Josh weren't in trouble for making noise.
"That's very thoughtful." He paused and laid a hand on Mitch's shoulder. "He's lucky to have a nice guy for a boyfriend."
Mitch knew he wasn't disliked by Josh's father, but he didn't really expect that response. "Uh. Thanks Mr. Benson."
"Ok, well. I'll leave you to the gift giving. Karen and I don't like to miss our shows." With that Steven left.
Mitch was still a little bewildered when he found Josh lying just as he had left him. He set the box down carefully. "Don't be too rough with it. It's not super fragile, but it can break."
Josh's eyes lit up. He gracefully spun himself on the bed and got up on his knees to begin unwrapping the box. He was more than a little suprised when he got it open. Inside was a new desktop tower.
"Mitch. Seriously? Is this a new computer?"
"Yeah. Don't get overwhelmingly excited. It's an upgrade compared to what you've got, but it's not going to give you an edge in a Halo tournament or anything."
"You bought me a new computer?" Josh said, still not believing it.
"Yes and no. Technically, I built you a new a computer. I'd say you can thank my parents for the spare parts but let's just keep that a secret for now."
Josh didn't quite know what to say. "Uhh..Thank you. Very much. This is incredible. No one's ever built me a computer before, or really anything else." He got off the bed and gingerly picked up his new computer and set it carefully on his desk. He cleared off the bed and let his towel drop before stepping up to Mitch.
Josh's voice was soft but deep as he started to undress Mitch slowly."You still up for some naked Friday night television?" Mitch was happy to let him take the lead when it came to his clothes. It took a lot effort to not kneel and take Josh's slowly growing manhood into his mouth.
Josh got to Mitch's pants and noticed the erection through his jeans. "Keep that in mind for later. Right now I just want you near me." He rubbed Mitch's shoulders and moved down his sides.
Mitch could only nod.
Before long they were both naked and Josh led Mitch by the hand to the bed. He laid down first, opening his arms. "Come on."
Taking a deep breath, Mitch climbed into bed and settled in next to Josh. By now they were both familiar with the position, and their bodies made themselves comfortable without conscious effort. Mitch felt those arms fold around him.
"Comfy?" asked Josh
"Very."
"What do you want to watch?"
"I don't care. I probably won't be watching much anyway."
"Oh?" Josh asked with a playful tone.
Mitch chuckled. "Not for the reason you think. Whenever you hold me it's like my mind can wander peacefully, and I don't have to worry about obsessing over anything."
"You mean you can relax like a normal person?"
"Yeah. That." Josh couldn't decide if Mitch's tone was a sad or bitter.
"Well, we have all night."
"Until I have to leave, anyway."
"Oh. My dad said you could stay the night."
"What?!?"
"For real. Just make sure it's ok with your parents. And we can't tell anyone." No sooner had Josh said the words than Mitch had located his phone and began texting his parents.
"I'm surprised you're not grounded or something for what you did in Calc."
Putting the phone down, "Oh they knew it was coming. It's not the first time some asshat teacher decided to put me in my place and failed. He just timed his move poorly, and I over-reacted a little." Mitch settled back in. "Things will get settled next week, I'm sure."
After a few minutes of gazing off into space and syncing his breathing with Josh's, Mitch's head decided it wanted to have a conversation about something. "Josh, I want you to feel like you can have sex with other people."
Shocked at what he just heard, Josh exclaimed "Excuse me!"
"I mean it."
"What the hell, Mitch? You have a meltdown because of Vanya. You tell me you love me. We haven't even done what we want to together, and now I'm supposed to have sex with other people? What gives?" Frustration wasn't an adequate emotion for what he was feeling just then.
Mitch turned his body around to face Josh, his own expression calm. "Hey, everything's fine. I'm not freaking out now. And I didn't say I want you to go out looking for a hook up. I'm saying I want you to feel like you can explore sex outside of what we do with each other, but only if you want to. I admit I'd like to be the first to do a few things with you, even if 'first' is a relative term."
Josh was feeling more relaxed and laid his head back against a pillow. "I just don't know where this is coming from."
"I said I love you, and I mean it."
"So you love me and I should have sex with other guys?"
Mitch's smile was compassionate as he rested his hand on Josh's chest. "I love you, and that means, among other things, that I want you to feel free to experience everything available to you. You're 17, Josh, almost 18. You should have sex with whomever is willing. Though I'll ask that you always use protection and tell me about it when it happens."
He looked at Mitch's face for a few moments, thinking, before asking, "And what about you? You're only 17 yourself."
"What about me?"
"Are you going to have sex with other guys?"
"I guess I hadn't considered the possibility of wanting to." Mitch answered honestly.
"It's only fair. If I'm going to have the option of sticking my cock where I want, so should you."
Mitch shrugged off the comment. "Ok. Agreed. I don't see that it'll be an issue, but that's fine. Same rules apply to me of course. That is, if you're ok with the idea of the possibility of me having sex with other guys."
Josh was still dubious, and his face didn't hide it. "And you're sure you don't have some sort of 'he's too good for me so I'll help him find someone else who's better' plot going on in your head? There's precedent for that line of thought, you know."
Mitch sighed. "Yes. I know. And no, that's not what's going on. If some amazingly hot guy hits on you, and even a little bit of you wants to take it further, I don't want you feeling conflicted. I can guess how it might feel to want explore someone else. It's natural. You wouldn't be betreying me, unless you didn't tell me about it. Fuck his brains out, and make sure you save some love for me." Mitch tweaked Josh's nipple. After a moment his face grew more serious. "Just always be honest with me about what you do with other people and how you feel, and I'll do the same."
Josh nodded and leaned in to kiss Mitch once on the lips, and then he noticed a familiar feeling against his body. "Jeez Mitch! You feel like you're rock hard."'
Mitch blushed, almost to the color of his beard. "Yeah, I guess you have that effect on me."
"In case you hadn't noticed, you have a similar effect on me." Josh cooed as his own hard cock throbbed against Mitch's body.
With eyes half-closed, Mitch responded to Josh's hardness without thinking "God, I want you inside me."
Josh thought he knew what Mitch meant, but he needed to be sure."You want a repeat of the shower?" He asked slyly.
Ten minutes of careful thought flashed through Mitch's mind in an instant. His voice didn't quiver when he spoke, but he it was a little weak when he said, "No."
That one word and the look in his eyes were all the confirmation Josh needed. He gently laid Mitch next to him and got out of bed and grabbed the towel he'd been wearing from the floor and dug in a drawer for a small bottle of lube. "Here." He said as he arranged the towel so that it was under Mitch's hips. When he looked confused Josh answered "Just pretend it isn't there."
"So, do you know what might be more comfortable for you?" Josh felt stupid and highly unromantic asking it but his own lack of experience was showing.
Mitch was no stranger to porn, and had a mental library of fantasies to draw on, but when it came down to him actually getting fucked for the first time, he was having a hard time focusing. "Umm..I guess I don't. On my back? I'd be able to see you then."
Josh thought it over a moment and said, "Ok, roll over."
Mitch was aware that Josh wasn't stupid and had heard him, but he went along with it anyway. He turned over to lay on his stomach. Josh took a moment to arrange Mitch's arms so that they were resting at his sides. He began rubbing and massaging Mitch's neck and shoulders, working out any stiffness or minor knots he found.
Any confusion or anxiety Mitch was experiencing was forgotten at the feeling of Josh's hands methodically working all muscles in his back. When he finally reached Mitch's ass, Josh could feel and see muscles tense. "Just take deep breaths and relax, I'm just giving you a massage right now. You'll know when I have something else in mind." He said as he gave Mitch's ass a light, playful smack.
Mitch relaxed again and would have been in danger of falling asleep due to Josh's expert touch, but his own painfully hard cock and mounting desire to have his ass filled kept him awake.
After he was finished with Mitch's legs and feet, Josh finally said "Ok, turn back over." Mitch complied eagerly. "How do you feel?"
Mitch's mouth opened, but the the only sound to come out was a tiny squeak.
Josh grinned and looked a little puzzled while Mitch looked shocked at his own complete failure to speak. Taking a moment to collect his thoughts. "I'm torn. I feel like I want to tell you that I love you, but I also want you to pound my ass until I pass out."
Josh leaned down, almost covering Mitch like a blanket. He kissed Mitch hard on the lips, lightly biting his lower lip. He broke the kiss and said "The towel is for the fucking river of cum, I'm about to pump into your ass, over and over again." He paused a moment and added, "And I love you, too."
Mitch let out slow breath and nodded, and Josh got back up on his knees as spread Mitch's legs apart to expose his ass. Josh got the bottle of lube and took a small amount in his hand. His finger entered Mitch's ass with no resistance. Mitch had become so worked up, he couldn't stop himself from saying, "only one?"
Josh's eyes widened a little at both the eager ass at the end of his finger and plain request for more. He skipped the usual progression and inserted an additional two fingers. Mitch smiled contentedly and his ass, even with the additional fingers, offered minimal resistance.
Josh was glancing at the head of Mitch's rock-hard 8 inches, growing shinier by the second from oozing pre-cum, when he heard Mitch say, "I'm ready Josh." They locked gazes before Josh nodded and began to wet his own cock with generous amounts of lube. His skin felt so alive, he had to keep focused on not jacking off right there.
He slowly guided the head of his cock, swollen and impatient, to Mitch's waiting hole. He rested his cock just before entering to look at Mitch. Their eyes met. Josh tried to slowly push just the head in, but the lube and Mitch's hungry ass sucked in not only the head of Josh's cock, but an additional 3 inches in one motion. They both lost their breath. Josh was immediatley worried for Mitch, who sensed the concern.
"I'm ok. I just didn't quite expect that. Just give me a second. I feel like there's a telephone pole inside me." He said playfully, but there was a distinct look of strain on his face.
Josh cupped Mitch's balls gently, hoping to distract his lower body. "Just take some deep breaths and try to relax." It was good advice for both of them. Mitch's ass was so tight and warm. Every lustful fiber in his body was urging Josh to push all the way in and start a nice ass-breaking pace, but he refused to do that and he waited patiently.
After about a minute Mitch was able to loosen up again. He smiled and nodded at Josh. "Just take it a little slow to start." With a tiny nod of his own, Josh started to push more of himself into Mitch. At almost the same time, they both leaned their heads back.
"Oh fuck!"
"Don't stop Josh!"
They were both lost in the sensations of lost viriginity when they felt Josh's balls rest against Mitch's ass. Josh blinked and chuckled. "Looks like I'm in all the way."
With a shove and a grunt, Mitch impaled his ass a tiny bit further on Josh's cock. Panting, "There. Now you're all the way in."
"I'm not sure what to do now." Josh admitted.
Mitch sent him with a hard, questioning, stare.
With 10 inches of hard, thick, cock buried in his boyfriend Josh said "Obviously I know what to do. I mean I don't know how to do this without hurting you."
Incredibly horny, a little frustrated, and feeling no pain. "Josh. Apart from being two seconds away from begging you to fuck me, I'm fine. I'm not quite used to having a huge cock in my ass, but it doesn't hurt, and it's starting to feel amazing. Just don't try and hurt me and it'll be ok. If I want you to stop, I'll be clear about it."
Concentrating on keeping the pace slow, Josh started by rocking back and forth a little. Mitch's ass was still well lubed and felt great as they both started to moan softly.
"This might take a little while given what we did earlier." Josh said as he tried a few different motions with his hips.
Half teasing, Mitch responded with, "Promise?"
In a few minutes Josh found himself pulling out, leaving only the head inside Mitch, and then pushing back in with a steady rhythm. He took a second to reach and shove a pillow behind his headboard to prevent any banging. Mitch ran his hands up and down Josh's muscled arms and chest, squeezing as he went, which provided incentive for Josh to steadily increase his pace.
After half an hour of this treatment, Mitch's eyes got a wider and his breathing became shallow. Josh felt his cock being squeezed just a little more. He knew Mitch was close. He grabbed Mitch's cock and started jacking it mercilessly.
"Oh Fuck, Josh! Yes...Fuck me! Harder!" he panted, trying not to shout.
Josh began pounding Mitch's ass as Mitch started to buck against him. The cock in his hand was hard as iron and Josh could felt the cum shoot up and out as he fucked Mitch to orgasm. The first shot landed with splat on the head board. Subsequent shots landed on Mitch's face and chest.
The sensations and spasm of Mitch's ass were more intense than Josh expected. Without warning, his hips took over and started bucking wildly as he sprayed stream after stream of warm cum inside Mitch. "Oh God...Uhhh...Fuck!"
Mitch's own orgasm had faded and he thought he was going to lose his mind as he watched and felt Josh pound him to like a bull.
As the orgasm began to die and motions slowed, Josh looked down to see his cock covered with cum slowly entering and exiting Mitch's ass, causing more cum to gush out. The towel underneath them was collecting quite a load already.
Josh finally stopped and his skin was starting to shine with sweat. He remembered the last few minutes and realized he had lost control a little and been pretty damn forceful. "You ok?"
Mitch rested his hand on Josh's, which was still gripped around Mitch's softening cock. "Fine, just loosen your grip a little. I don't know about you, but I have plans for that in the future."
Confused Josh looked down and realized he had been holding Mitch's cock the whole time. "Damn. Sorry, love."
"It's ok. You were a lot easier on my dick than my ass, which is also fine...I think." Mitch adjusted his head to see if he could seem more of lower body.
Josh slowly pulled out completely. As the head exited there was a plopping sound and small stream of cum flowed out of Mitch's ass onto the towel. "Wow. I kind of hosed you down."
"Uh, yeah. I can feel that. I'm not sure I can get up without leaving a trail."
"Here relax your legs a little first." Josh said as he got out from in between Mitch's legs. He got up and went to the bathroom, returning with rags for both of them. As he wiped the cum of his cock, Mitch tried to clean up his face and chest. Josh jumped back on the bed beside Mitch and kissed him slowly. Afterward he took a moment to look at Mitch's face, taking in every feature.
"That was incredible, Mitch. I couldn't have imagined it feeling like that." He took a moment to feel and rub Mitch's hips and thigh. "You sure you still have use of your legs?" Josh said chuckling.
Mitch wiggled his toes and bent his knees. "Looks like it."
"Was it...I mean..I can you tell that you...but..." Josh was clearly struggling to find the right words. "What was it like for you?"
Mitch's brows furrowed and finally said, "I'm not sure I want to tell you."
Josh cocked his head to the side. "Well, now you kind of have to, I think."
Mitch shrugged, "I guess it's partly because I don't know exactly. It was more intense and amazing than anything I've ever experienced. Saying it was 'good' seems stupid."
Josh nodded, waiting for more.
Sighing, Mitch continued. "Before, it was like I was your boyfriend, but it wasn't completely real; it was still kind of a fantasy. Now, it's real. It's really really real. I feel like I'm yours, like you own me, partly. And I kind of own part of you. I'd do almost anything you asked me. I'm half-tempted to do your physics homework for you, right now. It sounds crazy..big shock coming from me, I know, but that's how I feel. When you were inside me it's like you were supposed to be there. For that time together, I had no other purpose in life than to have you make love to me. It's a little scary actually. It was great, if 'great' can be amazingly wonderful and scary at the same time."
"You make it sound like you were my sex slave or something."
"There's a lot that I would agree to do for you or with you, Josh, just under normal circumstances. During sex, I guess I get even more agreeable. After you pulled out, you could have gotten up and told me to clean off your cock with my mouth even though it was covered with my ass and your cum. I would have done it without hesitating."
"Wow..." Josh looked surprised. "But not now?"
"But not now, what?"
"You wouldn't clean off my cum and ass covered cock now?"
"Uh..no." Mitch wrinkled his nose. "Maybe next time. Maybe."
"So you'd want to do that again?" Josh asked hopefully.
"Every chance we get, yeah."
Josh wrapped their sticky bodies against each other. "So you build me computers and offer to do my physics homework. What am I going to do next fall on campus if you spoil me like this?" Josh smiled briefly and then realized what he had said. They both realized that their time had an expiration date on it. They would both be going off to college. Their mood sombered as Mitch put his head under Josh's chin.
"Sorry. I shouldn't have said that." Josh felt awful at the thought of leaving Mitch and also making Mitch feel the same thing he was.
"It's ok. It was going happen whether or not you said anything. Maybe we can just appreciate this year more."
"Do you know where you want to go yet? You've probably got schools lining up to kiss your ass." Josh joked.
Mitch pulled away and smirked. "I'll leave that to you. Yeah. I've got a scholarship to MIT."
Josh's eyes got wide and started laughing hysterically.
Mitch was completely confused but let the laughter take its course. When Josh was done he gave Mitch a quick kiss on the lips.
"And...what was that all about."
Sounding superior, Josh replied, "Oh nothing. I was just thinking how terrible it's going to be being all of 20 minutes away from you."
"What?" Mitch was baffled
"Tsk tsk. I thought you were the genius here." Josh said tweaking Mitch's nipple. "There's a very good chance I'm going Harvard."
"Are you serious?!?" Mitch couldn't believe what he heard.
"Don't sound that shocked. I'm not completely dim. Besides, Dad went there and knows some people. I guess there's some new 'Diversity in Athletics' program and they heard about my coming out."
Mitch looked elated and then his eyes focused on something in concentration. "I really am very happy to find out that college isn't necessarily going to keep us apart, but I need to take care of something. Now."
"It's 10:48 on a Friday night, and you're still naked from having just lost your virginity in my bed. What pressing need could you possibly have?"
Mitch looked at Josh with a mix of frustration and embarrassment, then crossed his legs and wrapped his waist in the towel. He tried swinging his legs off the side of the bed to help get upright, but couldn't manage it.
Josh had no idea what was going on until he remembered his first time when he was with Vanya. They had used a condom, but the fucking itself had some results that Josh had needed to deal with soon after as well.
"Oh God, I' sorry, Mitch. Here, let me help get you over there. Don't feel bad. I should have guessed." Josh apologized and jumped to help get Mitch to his feet and lead him to the bathroom.
At the doorway Mitch turned to Josh. He still felt embarrassed but gave Josh an uneasy smile before closing the door.
Josh turned on the tv and waited for several minutes before Mitch came out still wearing the towel and looking much relieved.
"Better?"
"Much. Thank you. Is that going to happen every time?"
Josh thought about it and wasn't sure if it was something the body would just get used to or not. "I don't know. It happened to me that one time with Vanya, but I don't know if it's just a natural reaction to the...motion."
"Right. I guess that'll make me think twice about suggesting a detour on the way to school."
Snickering as he got up, Josh collected his robe and took it over to Mitch. He took off the cum soaked towel and wrapped Mitch in his robe. "There. How about I get us a snack and we can take yet another shower in a bit."
"That would be great."
"Rest a little bit, watch some tv." Josh said putting on a pair of sweat pants and a t-shirt.
Josh made his way downstairs and towards the kitchen. He could see the heads of his parents sitting on the couch watching tv. It looked like his mother was leaning against his dad. The hope that he would get to be that with Mitch in the years to come made his chest ache briefly.
Carrying a plate with two sandwiches and two bottles of soda, Josh came back to his bedroom to find Mitch sitting at his desk and working on the new computer.
"I'm not sure that counts as resting."
"I'm just re-imaging your new hard to drive to match the old." Mitch glanced at Josh and smiled at the food. He found that he was starving all of a sudden. "Is that ham?"
"Yours has pickles and extra mustard."
"And I'm guessing yours has an extra slice of cheddar with lettuce and mayo?"
Josh grinned and took his sandwich, handing the plate and a bottle to Mitch, "Looks like we both get marks for knowing the other's ham sandwich preferences."
They mostly ate in silence, enjoying the company of the other. After they finished eating, Josh and Mitch took another shower together, though this one was significantly less eventful than the one previous. Exhausted, Mitch fell asleep in Josh's arms. Mitch's breathing convinced Josh that he was asleep. He never told Mitch this, but he always tried to stay awake for a little while, just so he could get a glimpse of Mitch's sleeping face. In turn, Mitch never told Josh that he sometimes pretended to be asleep.
Josh gave the top of Mitch's head a light kiss as he re-wrapped his arms around him and whispered. "Everything'll work out, love. Don't worry." Mitch mumbled in his sleep and nestled closer to Josh.
Mitch woke up and noted that it was still dark in Josh's room. After a moment he realized what had woken him up. Josh was kissing and sucking on the side of his neck and the length of his large, erect, cock had found a home in Mitch's ass crack.
Whispering, Mitch asked, "Round two?"
"Sort of. Your ass isn't the only one that had an itch to scratch tonight." Josh replied, also whispering.
Excited at the idea of fucking Josh, Mitch said, "I doubt many people peg you as a bottom, so to speak."
Josh answered but alternated words with continued sucking at Mitch's neck. "Who said I was bottom?"
Mitch closed his eyes at the feelings this teenage sex god was evoking in him. He had to adjust his breathing to speak, "Well, some might consider wanting me to fuck you as a sign of bottom-like tendencies."
In response, Josh moved over top of Mitch, kissing him and arranging his hands so that they were above his head. It only took one of Josh's hands to pin down both of Mitch's wrists. There was no pain, but his hands weren't going anywhere. With Josh's body in the way, the rest of Mitch wasn't going anywhere either. He looked Mitch in the eyes and said, "Guiding your leaking cock into my ass and riding you until you're covered in my cum doesn't make me the bottom here, stud."
Mitch thought he might cum right then and there. He had always enjoyed it when Josh took the lead, but having him turn up the domination a notch was a real turn on.
"All you have to do is say 'stop' and I'll stop, Mitch. Do you want to cum in my ass?" While it was techinically a question, both of them knew what the answer was. Mitch nodded his approval.
The only light available was a small bit of moonlight and a streetlight that found a path through Josh's curtains. It was enough for Mitch to make out the curves of Josh's muscles towering over him. His eyes found a very hard looking cock leaking all over his abdomen. Looking up, Mitch saw the glints that were Josh's eyes, almost glowing with desire.
Josh grabbed the bottle of lube from the nightstand and made sure both their cocks were slick. He took a moment to close his eyes as he gripped Mitch's cock and started to lower himself onto it. As the head penetrated him, he started to let out a long, slow breath and loosen up muscles he had forgotten he had. Mitch was amazed at how warm and tight Josh's ass was.
At about the half way point, Josh opened his eyes again and paused to look at Mitch. Focusing on maintaining his gaze, he lowered the rest of the way in one motion that almost made Mitch cry out.
"Oh fuck, Josh. You're so hot!" he managed to keep his voice down.
Josh flexed his cock a few times, making it slap down onto Mitch's stomach."Jack me off."
Mitch gladly took Josh's cock in both hands and squeezed and twisted his hands all around it as he moved up and down the shaft.
"That's right, fucking milk my cock." Josh said as his wilder side took over and he began bounce and use Mitch's cock to hit all the right places in his ass.
Mitch was in heaven. He loved the feeling of Josh's swollen manhood in his hands and he kept having to gasp in pleasure at the use of his cock in Josh's relentless assault of his own hole.
Josh became even more rigid and the anal grip holding Mitch's cock grew stronger. He knew what that meant and it sent him over the edge. "Oh God...uhhh...oh fuck. yeah." He lost all control as he began pumping wave after wave of jizz inside his linebacker boyfriend.
The first stream seared his insides and Josh could feel his own orgasm beginning to boil to the top. He was past the point of no return, and his body began to quake. He looked Mitch in the eye as jets of cum began stinging Mitch's face. "Oh fuck yeah!. Take my cum! FUCK...." His cock wouldn't stop and soon Mitch's face and chest were covered in milky white globs of fresh semen. Josh took some long strokes in his ass for good measure, forcing Mitch's cum out to coat his balls.
Relieved, but perpetually horny, Josh removed Mitch's cock and laid on top of him, licking cum off Mitch's face between kisses. "You know, the mind-blowing sex just makes being madly in love with you that much more convenient." Josh said scruffing Mitch's hair, getting it dirtier.
"Well you were right. Your ass might have been the one with a dick in it, but I was a total bottom there." Mitch said trying not to laugh too loudly. Getting more serious, "I'll always be yours, Josh, no matter what. I love you." Mitch's eyes were starting to get wet before Josh kissed him and provided a minor distraction to the intensity of the night.
The cleaned off with damp washcloths and fell back to sleep, finally sated.
Morning found them still holding each other. Mitch was the first to wake up, as always, and it took a little more effort than usual to wake Josh up. The smell of sex hung in the air and they agreed that laundry was in order as Josh opened his window to let fresh air in. Giving their libidos a rest, they showered and got dressed with only brief periods kissing and caressing.
Josh made his way downstairs first, leaving Mitch to verify that all appeared to be ok on the new PC. He found his father reading the newspaper at the dining room table. Plates were set out for four, and Josh hoped that the fourth included Mitch, rather than his younger sister who had been staying over at a friend's house.
The sun was shining through the windows as Josh practically skipped to his usual chair whistling. His father's face peered over the newspaper.
Steven looked at Josh and knew immediately what kind of events probably transpired the night before. In a somber voice, he said, "Might want to tone it down a a bit, son. You've got 'I just got laid' written all over your face this morning."
Josh blushed a deep crimson and made a poor attempt at looking less chipper. "Sorry Dad."
"Don't apologize to me. No father who loves his son would begrudge him a pleasant evening, but you should know that a blind man could see that you got some action last night. Mitch doing well this morning?" The question:'did that thick cock of yours leave your boyfriend limping?" went unstated but understood.
"Mitch is fine. He'll be down soon. He's checking up on the new computer."
"New computer?"
"Oh yeah, that's the early birthday present he got me. He built me a new a computer."
"He built you a new computer? That's handy of him."
"I thought so."
"I guess that explains the 'thank you' then."
Josh's face grew red again.
Josh's mother, Karen, entered carrying a plate of pancakes and another of bacon. "I hope Mitch is staying for breakfast. if not then I'll stuck with leftovers."
It was Steven who answered. "He'll be down soon. He's fine tuning the new computer he built as a birthday present for Josh."
"I guess he takes after his mother." Karen replied remembering some very long, overly technical, conversations she had had with Mitch's mother.
Mitch came trotting downstairs and greeted Steven and Karen as he found a seat at the table. "Thanks for the breakfast Mrs. Benson."
They ate breakfast and made small talk for awhile. Before long Josh started to become increasingly anxious. Eventually, it forced Mitch into acknowledgment. "Josh, you ok?"
Josh glanced at Mitch and then his parents, "No. Yes...I mean I guess I have something I want to say."
Everyone else at the table waited patiently for him to continue.
He took a deep breath, "I can't think of a graceful way to say this, so I'm just going to say it. Mitch, I love you and I want to ask, will you marry me?"
No one had been taking a drink at that moment or a the rest of the table would have been showered. Mitch's jaw dropped. Karen glanced between her husband and son, not knowing what was going to happen. Steven frowned and eyed Josh for a long while without blinking.
It was Steven who broke the silence first in a tone that left no room for debate. "Josh I need to see you in the kitchen. Now." He didn't wait for Josh before getting and making his way to the Kitchen. Josh followed, but didn't look happy about it.
Mitch was left at the table with Karen. "Mrs. Benson. I think I need a minute or two to process. Assuming he survives, would you let Josh know that I'll be in the living room."
"Of course, dear. Do you want some water or...?"
With other matters clearly on his mind, Josh got up and replied. "No, thank you. I'm fine." And he made his way to the living room.
The tension in the kitchen was far from pleasant.
"Well?" Steven asked.
"Well what? I love him and I want to marry him. You told me you knew you wanted to marry Mom two weeks after you met."
"Josh, that's different."
"WHY?" Adjusting his tone down, Josh repeated himself. "Why is it any different? You married Mom right out of high school."
Steven sighed. "Josh, you know why I married your mother when I did, and I'd do it again. Don't even think about bringing that up. I could never regret having you. The day you were born was the most amazing day of my life, but I do not recommend starting college as a husband and new father if you have the choice."
"If you're worried about me getting Mitch pregnant..."
"Don't be glib. I know what kind of world this is. Going off to college and referring to your husband when people notice the ring will close doors for you."
"That doesn't even make sense. I'm going to Harvard, in part, because I'm gay."
"Don't be naive. Going to Harvard and making use of going to Harvard are two very different things. Getting married to Mitch could throw opportunities away. People don't understand, Josh. They don't think you can love him the way you do. Not really. Marry Mitch, and put an announcement out in the New York Times if you want, but please wait until after you graduate and get settled."
"I can't believe you're saying that."
"Oh I have more to say. Have you even thought about what's good for Mitch?"
Josh hadn't considered the possibility that their marriage would somehow cause any harm. "I think about him a lot actually. He needs someone who's there for him, and I will be."
"I've spoken with his parents. I know that he has some challenges in his life. He's going through enough stress and changes right now. Do you really think proposing randomly at Saturday breakfast is going to have the most positive reaction? And what about school? Suppose you get married. Will he just follow you?"
"He's going to MIT. We'd be there together. Gay marriage is legal in Massachusetts."
Steven nodded, understanding why Josh made the announcement. "I hadn't realized you were going to be the in same area. I know it seems like a perfect plan right now, but you really are moving too fast. Did you see his face when you proposed? He obviously loves you, but he had no idea what to say."
Josh considered it and knew his father was right. He nodded and walked back out to the table, followed by Steven. Mitch's absence was an immediate cause for concern. "Oh no, not again."
Steven and Karen glanced at each with the word "again."
"He's in the living room, honey. I think he just wanted some space to think."
"Thanks, Mom." Josh said as he made his way to the living room.
Mitch was sitting on the couch when Josh came up and took the seat next to him, putting his hand and on Mitch's knee. "I'm sorry if that was too much."
"It was a little overwhelming, but that's ok. Nice to see your dad didn't kill you, or me for that matter."
Confused, Josh asked, "Why you? He wasn't super happy with me, but he doesn't think you did anything."
Mitch shrugged. "I don't know. I just don't want him to feel like I'm a bad influence or anything."
"I wouldn't worry about it. He hasn't had to deal with me in a relationship before. He'll get used to it."
"Still want to marry the first guy you fall for?" Mitch was trying to be playful, but the subject matter made it difficult for him.
"Yup, you can't get rid of me that easily." Josh smiled, but felt compelled to add, "if you'll have me, that is. You don't have to answer anytime soon, ya know. We're not even old enough to."
"It's weird."
"What is? Me proposing?"
"Not that. I mean that I felt alone for so long that I started thinking it was normal. I guess I figured I'd probably meet someone in college or something. College is good for that. Then you showed up. I didn't even think you were possible. And now I have no idea why you're engaged to me when you could have anyone."
Josh sighed, "If I have tell you this everyday until we're in a nursing home, I will. I don't know why you don't see the light inside you, but everyone else can, especially when you laugh. You're kind, amazingly brilliant, but weirdly humble at the same time....You drive me nuts sometimes, but I always end up wanting to hug you for it. You're...wait, did you just say we're engaged? As in, you're saying, yes?"
"I don't know why it was question, Josh. I said I would always be yours, and I meant it. Married or not, I'm with you."
Josh responded by giving Mitch a bear hug, which Mitch was starting to get used to by now. Hell, he even almost enjoyed hearing a rib crack and losing his breath.
"We can get rings if you want."
"Why don't we wait for an official announcement for awhile? Being a gay couple in high school is one thing. Being a gay couple that's engaged in high school is another."
Josh seemed disappointed but he understood. "So, what do you want to do today?"
"Well why don't we keep it low key. We can hang out with your friends, go for a walk, watch a football game, whatever you want."
"You really want to watch a football game?"
"I won't even ask you to explain the rules. Again. Besides, I have a thing for football players, which you may have noticed. Oh, and at some point we should probably tell my parents that we're engaged."
The both started laughing.