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"Oh my god, Angel. I swear to god I am going to kill you." First, my house is too boring. Then his is too distracting. Air conditioning at the wi fi hot spots we went to was too cold. Now we're in the middle of Nestor Park Angel says is so cool and I haven't seen anyone for god knows how long. That's no excuse for Angel to start smoking weed though!
"Chill out, Julio." Angel is the brother of one of my best friends Ignatius Rojas. Naz to most people and I think even Naz would be okay after that with me re-breaking Angel's nose. Angel's such a pretty boy, even for a track star, that he could use some character. I'd be doing him a favor. I think Angel sees that finally cause his eyes, dark blue cause of contacts, go wide and he starts fussing with his weed whacker hair cut.
See, I'm sick of people calling me Julio. I'm Warren Young, not Julio. Julio Valverde's my brother and it's like a cosmic joke that I look like one thousand percent Mexican and Julio looks a blonde surfer dude. Me and Julio were raised brothers but we were born cousins. Our Dad and Mom that raised us are also our aunt and uncle. Mom's sister married a White guy and had me, looking just like my birth mother. Dad's brother married a White girl and Julio looks just like her. Dad and Mom were babysitting us the night the four of them went out for dinner and thanks to some high school guy trying to beat his girlfriend while driving, they all died when they got run off the road. Mom won't tell us who the guy was cause I guess he and his punching bag have a kid in school across town while we were left orphans. Dad and Mom couldn't be better parents if they'd given birth to us and I know blood brothers, Angel and Naz for example, who don't get along as well as me and Julio. It just drives us nuts when people call him Warren cause of the blonde hair, blue eyed thing and call me Julio just `cause I'm so dark. I'm built like a tank so they usually only do it once. Unless they're Angel, the guy I'm stuck with on a make or break project for half my Fall grade in history.
"Dude, I'm sorry. Here." Angel hands me the pipe, this weird ass glass thing he got at a head shop, and normally I don't go for that shit. Pot ain't my thing, beer is but I had to de-stress or explain to Naz why I brought Angel home in pieces. I'm handing it back to Angel when it hits me.
"Angel, what the fuck?" It's hitting me harder and sooner than it should.
"Yeah, it's a little more than weed. Franco gave it to me." Franco being the guy in our year who'll probably hit rehab at least twice before he graduates. If he graduates. I'm starting to fly and Angel feels safe enough to move closer. Or is there another reason? There's a bunch of us who don't do the gang or bored school kid things. We design and host websites, trouble shoot computers and sites, even have a not as successful as we'd like pay per view sex site. Straight sex of course `cause only one of us, Cruz, is gay. Cruz just figured out he was, years behind the rest of us, and Angel is reminding me of Cruz a lot all of a sudden. Angel is usually so flaky and not really there. It's why we're here in the first place, every other place we worked in just distracted him. But now Angel seems bolder. His eyes have narrowed while he looks at me, he's got a slight smirk, and he's leaning in even closer.
I think about something me and Julio were talking about yesterday. Julio said gay guys wouldn't do gay shit if it didn't feel good. He even thought that it didn't make you gay if you had to get turned on first to get into it, that gay was being turned on by the sight of guys and chasing them. If you got worked up and a guy took the place of your usual girl, it was getting off not going gay.
There's some serious eye contact from Angel while I'm thinking this, even while he's taking a huge ass drag. He smiles again.
"Shotgun." Angel closes what little space is left between us and his lips all of a sudden are on mine. He knew I'd try to back away so his hands hold my head in place as he starts feeding me the smoke. But he doesn't stop once it's passed over. Angel's tongue follows the smoke and we're kissing. Yeah, we. I'm so stoned and stoned equals horny, and it doesn't take long for me to be making out as hard with Angel as I did last time me and Melissa got away from her brothers. Angel's hand lands in my lap, that there's already a boner there for him to find, should freak me out. Probably would have if Julio hadn't started talking that shit. We're heading for at least Angel sucking me off. Maybe.
"Angel, I'm straight. Stoned enough to let ya do this much but I don't know about anything else." Angels smiles and tightens his hand on my hardon. I think I leaked and moaned. Okay, I did both. Come on. It's not like my dick knew it was Angel.
"Chill, War. I know you're my straight older brother's straight buddy." I'm more convinced than ever we're gonna be caught but I don't stop Angel unzipping me or forcing my long dick out. "You're stoned, it feels good, and no one will ever know." I probably coulda stopped Angel but I didn't. His tongue licked the pre out of my hood and then his lips wrapped around it. The suction is awesome as those lips slide down my whole length and that tongue starts torturing right behind it. It feels awesome! That's why instead of stopping Angel, I help get me naked from the waist down and spread my legs wide so Angel can get between and really get going. There will be no stopping until I cum and Angel's so good I might even manage that twice.
"No one hears about this shit, Angel. I will kick your, ohhhh, ass, got it?" I think Angel laughed with his mouth full and didn't that feel good. Angel won't tell a soul. He's gotta know that I'll be coming to him for all my blowjob needs from now on if he doesn't! I started fucking up into his face and just then what I just knew would happen the minute Angel lit up happens. We're caught.
"Shit, I didn't think you could seduce him." I look over and there's this kid that looks familiar. I think he plays soccer across town. He's tall and lanky with very red hair that's all spiked. Joe something. Panic does not begin to describe what I'm feeling but as I reach for Angel's head, still bringing me to heaven, Joe reaches for his belt as he drops his backpack. "Don't freak, Warren. This is all kinda my fault."
"I don't think Warren is complaining," Angel laughs as he finally lets up. He starts stripping down too. "Don't worry, War. This is technically private property. The only cops coming here want to join in."
"How's this your fault," I ask Joe as I see a dick as long and skinny as mine for the first time ever, even if it is cut and whiter than white.
"Your little buddy here's been hot for me for a bit but I only just lately found out guys can be as much fun as girls. Different but cumming's cumming, right? Anyways, I was kinda joking when I told him I'd only do him if it was a threesome with you." Joe joins us and the two of them have my shirt off and tossed aside in seconds.
"Why me?" I was starting to think it was a gaydar thing and that had me worried.
"Honestly?" Joe starts as he starts a little hand action on my dick, which I gotta admit has not gone down one bit with this freaky turn of events. Another straight, mostly straight, guy here is making this kinda more of a turn on. Who knew? "You and Luis' cousin were nearby. I coulda picked him but you are way hotter." Berto Torres then. Berto isn't hot as me so I can't blame Joe any.
"You still on for this, War?" This time it's Joe who attaches himself to my dick but it's nearly as great as when Angel did it. I think my groan is Angel's answer. He packs another bowl and we shotgun it, sharing some with Joe with Angel taking up the sucking for a bit. I hate to say it but Joe being more macho than Angel makes the shotgunning hotter and when the bowl's kicked there's no pretending we're doing anything but making out. Can I blame Joe's being such a great kisser for not noticing at first that Angel had gone from cock sucking, to ball licking, and now was starting to eat out my ass? "Here. Try this." Not the first time I've done a popper but it is the first time when every sex nerve in my body is already firing away at once. Wow. It's like an out of body experience. I think I even came a little.
"What? Oh god no." Those words alone sound bad, right? My brain wanted them to be. While I was a rag doll, all slicked up and ready thanks to Angel and Joe's tongues, and maybe even some fingers, Joe took the only chance he was gonna get. The impossible had happened and there was a dick up my ass! "Oh wow, you have to, ohhhh, stop. Please, Joe, I don't, whoa, do this. Mmmmm..." Impossible thing #2: I am loving being dicked! There's this painful burn but when that long dick of Joe's bottoms out in me it feels like an orgasm is racing through my entire body and when that dick drags its way back out? The way it pulls at my hole gives me whole body goose bumps. It feels so damn good and it isn't right. This isn't me. It has to be the drugs. Has to. `Cause if I've been secretly bi or gay everything about me is a lie. I don't know whether to cry or to moan!
Angel gets in the action. He starts rubbing his own dripping hardon on Joe's cheek and Joe just turns his head and starts sucking. Joe's face, how turned on he was, was pretty damn hot as it was. Seeing my fellow not so straight after all guy sliding his lips up and down the brown shaft of Angel's cock. When Joe pulled back to Angel's head and licked the precum out of his hood, I just about came. That on top of how awful not feeling awful was making me feel was just about too much!
Joe gets this look on his face like he can read my mind and before I know it he has stopped fucking me and pulled out. I would have thanked him but I didn't trust my voice not to tell him to get back to dicking me! God, how fucked up is that? I live for pussy and here I am finding out my ass wants to be one.
"Sorry, Warren. I forgot how the first time can be. Let me make it up to you." Joe seems to think I was upset that it hurt so bad. That's better than him knowing how much I was grooving on it! Joe straddles me and grabs my dick, and it's harder than I think it's ever been, and guides it to his own ass. Wow! No drink or drug has ever hit me like the awesome feeling of Joe's ass coming down and impaling itself totally on my dick. I don't know how I didn't cum right away `cause this was at least as hot as whatever Joe's dick was poking at in my ass. I pull Joe down and start making out with him and know damn well it isn't the drugs. This guy is why I'm feeling the most pleasure I've ever felt and if that isn't a reason to suck tongue what it is?
And when Angel felt left out and started rubbing his boner against our lips from the side? This time it wasn't Joe who turned to start sucking Angel off, it was me! I opened my mouth and the very first ever dick slid across my tongue. I was so turned on at this point I would have done anything. My lips closed tightly around the shaft and by reflex I started using my tongue on the head. It was nowhere near of a turn on as fucking up into Joe or having Joe ram it hard into me but it wasn't nearly as bad as you think. All of those jokes about cocksuckers me and Julio made through the years and I'm kinda enjoying it. I must not be half bad from the way Angel's moaning like a whore.
Angel starts face fucking me like I've done to a few bitches and I wonder if they enjoy it as much as I am! Even the absence of boobs, my favorite part of a girl, is no big. Joe's chest, as muscular and fit as mine, is just as cool rubbing against mine, a different kind of hot. I also get to ram as hard as I want up into Joe, something no girl has ever let me do. The harder I pump, the harder Joe gets, and on one really hard fuck Joe grunts and I can feel him cum. We're pressed together tight so I can feel every spasm of his dick and it has to be quarts of cum that I feel oozing between us. Then I get another way of feeling those hard pulses as a dick shoot its cream when Angel gasps and starts flooding my mouth with cum. I swallow by reflex but even the taste of it is not that bad. Won't replace ice cream but I'm not grossed out or anything.
Angel backs off and it's time to bring this to an end. I roll Joe over on his back and start long dicking very hard. His legs wrap around my middle, his heels digging into my ass to urge me on. It's maybe two or three minutes of railing on him like I want to fuck through him and I cum harder than I think I ever have. It's like I'm shooting all my energy out with my cum and I just collapse into Joe's arms when I'm done. We softly kiss.
"War, you won't be too pissed if I ditch you with Joe. Can you give Warren a ride home?" Angel's all dressed and not looking like he just seduced his older brother's friend. I should fuck him to teach him a lesson. "Naz wanted to be at the ultrasound so I told Mama I'd pick up Cisco from wrestling practice."
"No prob. I'm just gonna chill here for a bit though. Okay with you, Warren?" It is but before I can answer Angel kisses me full on the mouth. Can I still blame the pot for how into it I get?
"If I promise to not tell Naz, can we do this again? Lots?"
"Do I get to fuck you next time? Yeah, I'll text you soon." Angel kissed Joe more chastely and took off. I know I should have been thinking of getting dressed but fuck that. It was still very hot out and we hadn't been caught yet. Joe shifted around so we were slightly spooned, our sides almost completely in contact and his arms around me.
"You okay, Warren?" You know what? I am. Maybe when I was getting fucked it was freaky, how good it felt and all, but I was paranoid I had turned gay. Now here I am, I just came up the ass of the guy I'm lying naked with and kissed goodbye the guy that fed me his load and I'm not thinking of Joe any different than I did before. Okay, maybe a little different. Now I'm seeing that ass of his as an alternative when some chica won't put out. Heck, Angel's even been added to my mental list and maybe even Cruz. Them less `cause everyone knows they're into guys. Don't want anything thinking more of this than it is.
"I might freak out tomorrow but right now? I've got the just got my rocks off but good' mellows." I don't know what Joe's thinking but me, I start thinking about the next time we can hook up. Shayla is out of town til Thursday and Wendy's boyfriend is back in town so I have plenty of free time. "So you wanna hang out tomorrow?" Joe smiles. He translated that into `let's fuck soon' just like I figured he would. Damn, I wish I'd really met Joe sooner. He seems more like a White boy version of me than even Julio. Even if I we hadn't screwed each other I feel like Joe would get me even if we'd never done that.
"I'd let you fuck me tomorrow, Dude, but my parents might freak." Joe laughs at the confusion and the little bit of worry he sees. Yeah, that's right. I have no poker face. "My dad got laid off a few months ago and finally found a new job. We're driving to New Mexico at the ass crack of dawn. I can just see them up front and you doing me doggie in the back." I laugh too now.
"They're making you move Junior year? That sucks. You should find some friend whose parents will let you finish out high school here." Joe's smile goes away. "What happened?" New friend and new lover but it still sucks to see him bummed.
"I did have that all arranged. Thing is, there's this guy..."
"So, you're gay all the way?" I ask before I engage my brain.
"No, I'm still after chicks but after a friend forced me to do all this gay shit I found out I liked it. Another friend then found out I'd gotten myself into a very bad scene and got everybody together to get me out of it. It was intense and since, well, it's been mostly just us two hooking up. I thought I meant something to him. I would have stayed here for that." I decide to try to kiss the hurt away. It works some. Mostly from what's I can feel growing between his legs I think I've mostly kissed away the limpness.
"How'd you find out he didn't feel the same." My hand goes down and wraps around that cock that looks and feels like an albino version of mine. Joe's arms go around me tighter and he starts thrusting a little into my fist.
"I'd just cleared it with Kenny's dad, all excited about staying with them while school was in session, and headed over to Nick's. Turns out one of the other guys in our group had just called me and Nick boyfriends. You should have heard him go off. Nick thinks we're just fuck buddies and he told Orin that he feels closer to him than he does me." This time Joe kisses me while he grinds his dick against my body. Little Warren is waking up again, a miracle considering how big a load I'd dropped inside Joe.
"This Nick guy wasn't just lying to your friend so he wouldn't sound too gay," I ask when Joe comes up for air.
"He's not that good an actor and I stayed long enough to see Nick prove it. No, staying isn't an option. I couldn't even tell any of the guys I was moving." Joe tries to move us so I'm on top but I don't make it easy. "You gonna fuck me or what?" he asks.
"Wouldn't you rather fuck me?" I can see Joe's surprised. "I wasn't freaking out cause you were hurting me before. It was cause it felt too good and I wasn't ready."
"And now you are?"
"Yeah and who knows when we'll have another chance for you to do it." This time I let us move but it's so Joe can be on top. He grabs my legs by the ankles and spreads wide, his dickhead pressing against my hole but not going in.
"Ready?" I bite my lip and just nod yes. He pushes harder and all those wonderful feelings hit me again as he slowly fills me. It really shouldn't feel this good but when Joe's all the way in, it feels like heaven's being sprinkled all over my skin.
"Oh god, why does it feel sooo good," I moaned as Joe started thrusting in and out. He just smiled and kept going. The thrusts got deeper, they got harder, and they got faster. I'm more or less sober now, no blaming the weed or anything that was in it. And you know what? Who cares! I know me. I'll freak out tomorrow about this shit but it does feel great now. The pain never goes away completely but it's like when you have candy covered in dark chocolate.
This time lasts longer than the last but it feels like it goes too quick. We start out missionary but there's a lot of moving around. Side by side on both sides, me bent in half with Joe coming from all directions, but the big finish was me on top. Joe was working my dick better than any girl ever and I was pumping myself up and down like a madman on Joe's dick. Every time I hit bottom there's a mind blowing flash of pleasure and the harder I land the better it feels! Eventually it hits as good as it gets and I lose control. Joe is in as deep as it gets when me cumming without any warning. It's like my vision greys and my whole body locks down and a steady stream of cum shoots out and all over Joe's chest and face. Joe cums too and even if I can't feel it I can feel his dick get stiffer and he definitely gets an O face.
Fast forward ten minutes and it's starting to get cold, even if me and Joe are pretty much occupying one spot.
"You still okay?" Joe asks and a quick peck on the lips is my way of saying yes. "Cool. Grab my backpack. The cops might not come back here but we've been lucky no freak has wanted to join in." Joe has everything in it we need to to `freshen up' and with a lot of touchy feely and some more kissing we're ready to head out. I keep on wondering if all of this has made me gay but the sight of Joe doesn't do anything for me. The memory of what he did can but not him dressed and talking sports and this move of his. Too soon, Joe's pulling up in front of my house. I grab his phone and call myself then save my number in his address book.
"Text me whenever you can. It might sound weird but I think we'd have been great friends if we'd met before this." Joe agrees, to texting and our connection, but his family is waiting so that's it.
Julio gets dropped off by Felix Tarquin, a son of one of Mom's friends that got Julio some work with the rich dude Felix works for. Julio's tall blonde and wiry and I start thinking about Julio's talking about sex with guys. Hell, I even start wondering if Julio would be interested in putting his theory into practice. We'll see, won't we?"Oh my god, Angel. I swear to god I am going to kill you." First, my house is too boring. Then his is too distracting. Air conditioning at the wi fi hot spots we went to was too cold. Now we're in the middle of Nestor Park Angel says is so cool and I haven't seen anyone for god knows how long. That's no excuse for Angel to start smoking weed though!
"Chill out, Julio." Angel is the brother of one of my best friends Ignatius Rojas. Naz to most people and I think even Naz would be okay after that with me re-breaking Angel's nose. Angel's such a pretty boy, even for a track star, that he could use some character. I'd be doing him a favor. I think Angel sees that finally cause his eyes, dark blue cause of contacts, go wide and he starts fussing with his weed whacker hair cut.
See, I'm sick of people calling me Julio. I'm Warren Young, not Julio. Julio Valverde's my brother and it's like a cosmic joke that I look like one thousand percent Mexican and Julio looks a blonde surfer dude. Me and Julio were raised brothers but we were born cousins. Our Dad and Mom that raised us are also our aunt and uncle. Mom's sister married a White guy and had me, looking just like my birth mother. Dad's brother married a White girl and Julio looks just like her. Dad and Mom were babysitting us the night the four of them went out for dinner and thanks to some high school guy trying to beat his girlfriend while driving, they all died when they got run off the road. Mom won't tell us who the guy was cause I guess he and his punching bag have a kid in school across town while we were left orphans. Dad and Mom couldn't be better parents if they'd given birth to us and I know blood brothers, Angel and Naz for example, who don't get along as well as me and Julio. It just drives us nuts when people call him Warren cause of the blonde hair, blue eyed thing and call me Julio just `cause I'm so dark. I'm built like a tank so they usually only do it once. Unless they're Angel, the guy I'm stuck with on a make or break project for half my Fall grade in history.
"Dude, I'm sorry. Here." Angel hands me the pipe, this weird ass glass thing he got at a head shop, and normally I don't go for that shit. Pot ain't my thing, beer is but I had to de-stress or explain to Naz why I brought Angel home in pieces. I'm handing it back to Angel when it hits me.
"Angel, what the fuck?" It's hitting me harder and sooner than it should.
"Yeah, it's a little more than weed. Franco gave it to me." Franco being the guy in our year who'll probably hit rehab at least twice before he graduates. If he graduates. I'm starting to fly and Angel feels safe enough to move closer. Or is there another reason? There's a bunch of us who don't do the gang or bored school kid things. We design and host websites, trouble shoot computers and sites, even have a not as successful as we'd like pay per view sex site. Straight sex of course `cause only one of us, Cruz, is gay. Cruz just figured out he was, years behind the rest of us, and Angel is reminding me of Cruz a lot all of a sudden. Angel is usually so flaky and not really there. It's why we're here in the first place, every other place we worked in just distracted him. But now Angel seems bolder. His eyes have narrowed while he looks at me, he's got a slight smirk, and he's leaning in even closer.
I think about something me and Julio were talking about yesterday. Julio said gay guys wouldn't do gay shit if it didn't feel good. He even thought that it didn't make you gay if you had to get turned on first to get into it, that gay was being turned on by the sight of guys and chasing them. If you got worked up and a guy took the place of your usual girl, it was getting off not going gay.
There's some serious eye contact from Angel while I'm thinking this, even while he's taking a huge ass drag. He smiles again.
"Shotgun." Angel closes what little space is left between us and his lips all of a sudden are on mine. He knew I'd try to back away so his hands hold my head in place as he starts feeding me the smoke. But he doesn't stop once it's passed over. Angel's tongue follows the smoke and we're kissing. Yeah, we. I'm so stoned and stoned equals horny, and it doesn't take long for me to be making out as hard with Angel as I did last time me and Melissa got away from her brothers. Angel's hand lands in my lap, that there's already a boner there for him to find, should freak me out. Probably would have if Julio hadn't started talking that shit. We're heading for at least Angel sucking me off. Maybe.
"Angel, I'm straight. Stoned enough to let ya do this much but I don't know about anything else." Angels smiles and tightens his hand on my hardon. I think I leaked and moaned. Okay, I did both. Come on. It's not like my dick knew it was Angel.
"Chill, War. I know you're my straight older brother's straight buddy." I'm more convinced than ever we're gonna be caught but I don't stop Angel unzipping me or forcing my long dick out. "You're stoned, it feels good, and no one will ever know." I probably coulda stopped Angel but I didn't. His tongue licked the pre out of my hood and then his lips wrapped around it. The suction is awesome as those lips slide down my whole length and that tongue starts torturing right behind it. It feels awesome! That's why instead of stopping Angel, I help get me naked from the waist down and spread my legs wide so Angel can get between and really get going. There will be no stopping until I cum and Angel's so good I might even manage that twice.
"No one hears about this shit, Angel. I will kick your, ohhhh, ass, got it?" I think Angel laughed with his mouth full and didn't that feel good. Angel won't tell a soul. He's gotta know that I'll be coming to him for all my blowjob needs from now on if he doesn't! I started fucking up into his face and just then what I just knew would happen the minute Angel lit up happens. We're caught.
"Shit, I didn't think you could seduce him." I look over and there's this kid that looks familiar. I think he plays soccer across town. He's tall and lanky with very red hair that's all spiked. Joe something. Panic does not begin to describe what I'm feeling but as I reach for Angel's head, still bringing me to heaven, Joe reaches for his belt as he drops his backpack. "Don't freak, Warren. This is all kinda my fault."
"I don't think Warren is complaining," Angel laughs as he finally lets up. He starts stripping down too. "Don't worry, War. This is technically private property. The only cops coming here want to join in."
"How's this your fault," I ask Joe as I see a dick as long and skinny as mine for the first time ever, even if it is cut and whiter than white.
"Your little buddy here's been hot for me for a bit but I only just lately found out guys can be as much fun as girls. Different but cumming's cumming, right? Anyways, I was kinda joking when I told him I'd only do him if it was a threesome with you." Joe joins us and the two of them have my shirt off and tossed aside in seconds.
"Why me?" I was starting to think it was a gaydar thing and that had me worried.
"Honestly?" Joe starts as he starts a little hand action on my dick, which I gotta admit has not gone down one bit with this freaky turn of events. Another straight, mostly straight, guy here is making this kinda more of a turn on. Who knew? "You and Luis' cousin were nearby. I coulda picked him but you are way hotter." Berto Torres then. Berto isn't hot as me so I can't blame Joe any.
"You still on for this, War?" This time it's Joe who attaches himself to my dick but it's nearly as great as when Angel did it. I think my groan is Angel's answer. He packs another bowl and we shotgun it, sharing some with Joe with Angel taking up the sucking for a bit. I hate to say it but Joe being more macho than Angel makes the shotgunning hotter and when the bowl's kicked there's no pretending we're doing anything but making out. Can I blame Joe's being such a great kisser for not noticing at first that Angel had gone from cock sucking, to ball licking, and now was starting to eat out my ass? "Here. Try this." Not the first time I've done a popper but it is the first time when every sex nerve in my body is already firing away at once. Wow. It's like an out of body experience. I think I even came a little.
"What? Oh god no." Those words alone sound bad, right? My brain wanted them to be. While I was a rag doll, all slicked up and ready thanks to Angel and Joe's tongues, and maybe even some fingers, Joe took the only chance he was gonna get. The impossible had happened and there was a dick up my ass! "Oh wow, you have to, ohhhh, stop. Please, Joe, I don't, whoa, do this. Mmmmm..." Impossible thing #2: I am loving being dicked! There's this painful burn but when that long dick of Joe's bottoms out in me it feels like an orgasm is racing through my entire body and when that dick drags its way back out? The way it pulls at my hole gives me whole body goose bumps. It feels so damn good and it isn't right. This isn't me. It has to be the drugs. Has to. `Cause if I've been secretly bi or gay everything about me is a lie. I don't know whether to cry or to moan!
Angel gets in the action. He starts rubbing his own dripping hardon on Joe's cheek and Joe just turns his head and starts sucking. Joe's face, how turned on he was, was pretty damn hot as it was. Seeing my fellow not so straight after all guy sliding his lips up and down the brown shaft of Angel's cock. When Joe pulled back to Angel's head and licked the precum out of his hood, I just about came. That on top of how awful not feeling awful was making me feel was just about too much!
Joe gets this look on his face like he can read my mind and before I know it he has stopped fucking me and pulled out. I would have thanked him but I didn't trust my voice not to tell him to get back to dicking me! God, how fucked up is that? I live for pussy and here I am finding out my ass wants to be one.
"Sorry, Warren. I forgot how the first time can be. Let me make it up to you." Joe seems to think I was upset that it hurt so bad. That's better than him knowing how much I was grooving on it! Joe straddles me and grabs my dick, and it's harder than I think it's ever been, and guides it to his own ass. Wow! No drink or drug has ever hit me like the awesome feeling of Joe's ass coming down and impaling itself totally on my dick. I don't know how I didn't cum right away `cause this was at least as hot as whatever Joe's dick was poking at in my ass. I pull Joe down and start making out with him and know damn well it isn't the drugs. This guy is why I'm feeling the most pleasure I've ever felt and if that isn't a reason to suck tongue what it is?
And when Angel felt left out and started rubbing his boner against our lips from the side? This time it wasn't Joe who turned to start sucking Angel off, it was me! I opened my mouth and the very first ever dick slid across my tongue. I was so turned on at this point I would have done anything. My lips closed tightly around the shaft and by reflex I started using my tongue on the head. It was nowhere near of a turn on as fucking up into Joe or having Joe ram it hard into me but it wasn't nearly as bad as you think. All of those jokes about cocksuckers me and Julio made through the years and I'm kinda enjoying it. I must not be half bad from the way Angel's moaning like a whore.
Angel starts face fucking me like I've done to a few bitches and I wonder if they enjoy it as much as I am! Even the absence of boobs, my favorite part of a girl, is no big. Joe's chest, as muscular and fit as mine, is just as cool rubbing against mine, a different kind of hot. I also get to ram as hard as I want up into Joe, something no girl has ever let me do. The harder I pump, the harder Joe gets, and on one really hard fuck Joe grunts and I can feel him cum. We're pressed together tight so I can feel every spasm of his dick and it has to be quarts of cum that I feel oozing between us. Then I get another way of feeling those hard pulses as a dick shoot its cream when Angel gasps and starts flooding my mouth with cum. I swallow by reflex but even the taste of it is not that bad. Won't replace ice cream but I'm not grossed out or anything.
Angel backs off and it's time to bring this to an end. I roll Joe over on his back and start long dicking very hard. His legs wrap around my middle, his heels digging into my ass to urge me on. It's maybe two or three minutes of railing on him like I want to fuck through him and I cum harder than I think I ever have. It's like I'm shooting all my energy out with my cum and I just collapse into Joe's arms when I'm done. We softly kiss.
"War, you won't be too pissed if I ditch you with Joe. Can you give Warren a ride home?" Angel's all dressed and not looking like he just seduced his older brother's friend. I should fuck him to teach him a lesson. "Naz wanted to be at the ultrasound so I told Mama I'd pick up Cisco from wrestling practice."
"No prob. I'm just gonna chill here for a bit though. Okay with you, Warren?" It is but before I can answer Angel kisses me full on the mouth. Can I still blame the pot for how into it I get?
"If I promise to not tell Naz, can we do this again? Lots?"
"Do I get to fuck you next time? Yeah, I'll text you soon." Angel kissed Joe more chastely and took off. I know I should have been thinking of getting dressed but fuck that. It was still very hot out and we hadn't been caught yet. Joe shifted around so we were slightly spooned, our sides almost completely in contact and his arms around me.
"You okay, Warren?" You know what? I am. Maybe when I was getting fucked it was freaky, how good it felt and all, but I was paranoid I had turned gay. Now here I am, I just came up the ass of the guy I'm lying naked with and kissed goodbye the guy that fed me his load and I'm not thinking of Joe any different than I did before. Okay, maybe a little different. Now I'm seeing that ass of his as an alternative when some chica won't put out. Heck, Angel's even been added to my mental list and maybe even Cruz. Them less `cause everyone knows they're into guys. Don't want anything thinking more of this than it is.
"I might freak out tomorrow but right now? I've got the just got my rocks off but good' mellows." I don't know what Joe's thinking but me, I start thinking about the next time we can hook up. Shayla is out of town til Thursday and Wendy's boyfriend is back in town so I have plenty of free time. "So you wanna hang out tomorrow?" Joe smiles. He translated that into `let's fuck soon' just like I figured he would. Damn, I wish I'd really met Joe sooner. He seems more like a White boy version of me than even Julio. Even if I we hadn't screwed each other I feel like Joe would get me even if we'd never done that.
"I'd let you fuck me tomorrow, Dude, but my parents might freak." Joe laughs at the confusion and the little bit of worry he sees. Yeah, that's right. I have no poker face. "My dad got laid off a few months ago and finally found a new job. We're driving to New Mexico at the ass crack of dawn. I can just see them up front and you doing me doggie in the back." I laugh too now.
"They're making you move Junior year? That sucks. You should find some friend whose parents will let you finish out high school here." Joe's smile goes away. "What happened?" New friend and new lover but it still sucks to see him bummed.
"I did have that all arranged. Thing is, there's this guy..."
"So, you're gay all the way?" I ask before I engage my brain.
"No, I'm still after chicks but after a friend forced me to do all this gay shit I found out I liked it. Another friend then found out I'd gotten myself into a very bad scene and got everybody together to get me out of it. It was intense and since, well, it's been mostly just us two hooking up. I thought I meant something to him. I would have stayed here for that." I decide to try to kiss the hurt away. It works some. Mostly from what's I can feel growing between his legs I think I've mostly kissed away the limpness.
"How'd you find out he didn't feel the same." My hand goes down and wraps around that cock that looks and feels like an albino version of mine. Joe's arms go around me tighter and he starts thrusting a little into my fist.
"I'd just cleared it with Kenny's dad, all excited about staying with them while school was in session, and headed over to Nick's. Turns out one of the other guys in our group had just called me and Nick boyfriends. You should have heard him go off. Nick thinks we're just fuck buddies and he told Orin that he feels closer to him than he does me." This time Joe kisses me while he grinds his dick against my body. Little Warren is waking up again, a miracle considering how big a load I'd dropped inside Joe.
"This Nick guy wasn't just lying to your friend so he wouldn't sound too gay," I ask when Joe comes up for air.
"He's not that good an actor and I stayed long enough to see Nick prove it. No, staying isn't an option. I couldn't even tell any of the guys I was moving." Joe tries to move us so I'm on top but I don't make it easy. "You gonna fuck me or what?" he asks.
"Wouldn't you rather fuck me?" I can see Joe's surprised. "I wasn't freaking out cause you were hurting me before. It was cause it felt too good and I wasn't ready."
"And now you are?"
"Yeah and who knows when we'll have another chance for you to do it." This time I let us move but it's so Joe can be on top. He grabs my legs by the ankles and spreads wide, his dickhead pressing against my hole but not going in.
"Ready?" I bite my lip and just nod yes. He pushes harder and all those wonderful feelings hit me again as he slowly fills me. It really shouldn't feel this good but when Joe's all the way in, it feels like heaven's being sprinkled all over my skin.
"Oh god, why does it feel sooo good," I moaned as Joe started thrusting in and out. He just smiled and kept going. The thrusts got deeper, they got harder, and they got faster. I'm more or less sober now, no blaming the weed or anything that was in it. And you know what? Who cares! I know me. I'll freak out tomorrow about this shit but it does feel great now. The pain never goes away completely but it's like when you have candy covered in dark chocolate.
This time lasts longer than the last but it feels like it goes too quick. We start out missionary but there's a lot of moving around. Side by side on both sides, me bent in half with Joe coming from all directions, but the big finish was me on top. Joe was working my dick better than any girl ever and I was pumping myself up and down like a madman on Joe's dick. Every time I hit bottom there's a mind blowing flash of pleasure and the harder I land the better it feels! Eventually it hits as good as it gets and I lose control. Joe is in as deep as it gets when me cumming without any warning. It's like my vision greys and my whole body locks down and a steady stream of cum shoots out and all over Joe's chest and face. Joe cums too and even if I can't feel it I can feel his dick get stiffer and he definitely gets an O face.
Fast forward ten minutes and it's starting to get cold, even if me and Joe are pretty much occupying one spot.
"You still okay?" Joe asks and a quick peck on the lips is my way of saying yes. "Cool. Grab my backpack. The cops might not come back here but we've been lucky no freak has wanted to join in." Joe has everything in it we need to to `freshen up' and with a lot of touchy feely and some more kissing we're ready to head out. I keep on wondering if all of this has made me gay but the sight of Joe doesn't do anything for me. The memory of what he did can but not him dressed and talking sports and this move of his. Too soon, Joe's pulling up in front of my house. I grab his phone and call myself then save my number in his address book.
"Text me whenever you can. It might sound weird but I think we'd have been great friends if we'd met before this." Joe agrees, to texting and our connection, but his family is waiting so that's it.
Julio gets dropped off by Felix Tarquin, a son of one of Mom's friends that got Julio some work with the rich dude Felix works for. Julio's tall blonde and wiry and I start thinking about Julio's talking about sex with guys. Hell, I even start wondering if Julio would be interested in putting his theory into practice. We'll see, won't we?