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Marty, The Golden Boy_(1)

(Hope you enjoy this story of my youth. There are many that I am preparing to write. This is my first)
I had known Marty all of my young life, well every since I started elementary school that is. I think we all have known a “Marty” type when we were young. Marty was the handsomest boy in school. He was blond and blue eyed with a killer athletic body. Later I would find out that he also had a huge dick. Marty was linked to a girl named Pamela. In 6th Grade they were the “golden couple” but this story is not about Pamela. This story is about Marty and his big dick.
My brother was three years older than me and his friends were always hanging around the house. Both of our parents worked, so no adults were ever at home during the day. We only had one next-door-neighbor and they didn’t have any kids at home. They had moved away a long time ago. Besides, my folks weren’t overtly friendly with them anyway. So there weren’t any prying eyes to see what my brother and I were up to. Summers were especially awesome. But I will save that for another story.
School had just let out for the summer and it was our last year in the elementary grades. The school that Marty and I attended was in back of my house, which was separated by a couple of baseball diamonds and just some open fields. The school was like a magnet for kids with nothing to do. During the summer time we played baseball nearly everyday. You could always get a game up with neighborhood kids and Marty was one of those neighborhood kids.
It was a pretty hot day for June and we had worked up a pretty decent sweat and kicked up a lot of dirt so we were kind of gritty as well. Marty had hit a homer and drove me home. With that hit, we won the game.
“Hey Marty want to come over and get something cold to drink?” I asked. “Sure”, he replied “I could use something cold about now.” So I grabbed my mitt and he picked up the bat and ball he had brought and home we went. “Anybody home?” he asked as we walked through the field. “Nope, my Mom and Dad are both at work. My brother might be home, I don’t know what he’s doing today but it’s OK” I said. Secretly, I was hoping that no one would be there, especially my brother. I wanted Marty alone, my dick wanted Marty alone… I could tell ‘cause it was starting to raise its’ head in anticipation. As we started to walk, I saw Marty glance down at my growing crotch and I could’ve sworn I saw a flicker of a smile before he turned away.
As we entered the back of our property, I was in front of Marty as we walked up the dirt path past our vegetable garden. Marty and I made some small talk about the garden which helped relieved the swelling in my pants for the time being. When we got to the house, I unlocked the back door and called out to my brother, James. Luckily, no one was there. I told Marty to come on in.
Marty followed me in through the back door, and into the kitchen. I poured us some ice cold lemonade which he drank in one long gulp. I watched his throat, his “Adam’s apple” moving up and down as he quenched his thirst. I have always thought that a man’s Adam Apple was sexy and to this day I still do. As I looked at Marty’s “apple” I thought about what it would be like to have my cock in his throat. How it would feel, the muscles contracting and what it would be like to fill his mouth with my cum, to watch that throat drink the nectar of my being. In those split seconds I also wondered what his cum tasted like and would he fill me with his boy spunk. I could feel the blood rushing to my cock and that a raging hard-on was now making my pants pretty uncomfortable. Marty emptied the glass and as he put it down on the counter saw my situation.
“Hey, what’s going on with you down there?” he asked with a big grin on his face. “Aw, nothing… its’ just that I get hard sometimes, James says that boys are horny all the time and get hard a lot”, I said as I reached down to adjust my cock. Marty laughed and said “Me too. Ever beat off?” “What do you mean?” trying to sound innocent. I had done much, much more with my brother James but no one else knew that. “You know, jack off” Marty laughed as he reached down and grabbed my crotch. His touch was like an electric shot that coursed through my entire body by just his touch. My knees felt weak and I thought I would fall to the floor, but instead I found my trembling hand reaching for what was already his bulging hard cock. It was like the entire world had ceased to exist as I tugged at his zipper and reached in and felt his cock through the material in his underwear. I looked at his face and saw this golden boy’s eyes glazed over with lust, as if he was in a trance as I traced the outline of his cock through his BVD’s. At the very tip of where his cockhead was, I felt a small area of wetness. I knew he was ready. I found my voice, whispered “come with me” and taking his hand, led him into the bedroom I shared with my brother.
When we got into the room, I shut and locked the door as Marty looked around. When I turned back around I said “take off your pants and shirt”. He said “OK but you have to do the same”. That’s all I needed to hear! I had my clothes off in no time. Mainly because I wanted to see his body being revealed, to be able to built upon the anticipation of what was to come.
Marty’s arms were pretty toned and muscular for someone graduating from the 6th grade. Besides baseball, he was also really good at basketball and later he told me that he was on a swim team that his Mom had enrolled him in at the YMCA near his home. So that accounted for the nice body and sweet butt he was starting to develop. Along with this tight little body he was acquiring, blonde hair was beginning to show on his arms and legs. As he pulled his T-shirt over his head I could see that hair was beginning to sprout under his arms. As I wondered about the hair around his cock and balls, he dropped his pants and kicked them off. He hooked his thumb to the band of his white BVD’s and slowly pulled them down until his rock hard cock plopped up and out. Around the base of his cock I could see some hair beginning to sprout there. A sure sign that he was becoming a man!
His cock was perfection. He was circumcised and at least 6 inches. I had never seen a circumcised cock before, at least not up this close. Being from the South, I was not cut, nor was anyone else in my family, including cousins. So I was fascinated by its beauty. A blue vein at the base ran the entire length of his cock traveling upward toward the reddish, purplish tip of his flawless cockhead. His cock stood at rigid attention and bent ever so slightly to the left.
I walked to where he was standing and told him that I had been waiting for this moment for a very long time and kissed him upon his full red lips. Again, I felt the electricity flow through my body and it was exquisite. Without words being spoken, I knelt down and took the tip of his cock head into my waiting mouth. I savored the saltiness, the richness of the aroma, of boy essence. I rested my tongue on the underside and worked my way around the head and down the shaft again. As I began to pay special attention to his cockhead, I was transported to another plane where no one else existed as I tasted the pre-cum bubbling up and being released into my waiting mouth. I suckled on his nectar like a bee seeking pollen from a morning dew flower.
I worked my way down as far as I could but I had never seen such a huge dick before let alone, suck on one. He was at least 6 inches and for a 12 year old mouth sucking the dick that you had secretly worshiped, that is big! But being a lover of boy cock, I continued to move my mouth downward. I swirled my tongue around his shaft and then down and then moving back up to the head. I was savoring every moment. I knew how to make him come to the edge and then back off just enough to stop him from going too far. James had taught me well (but that’s another story).
Marty woke me from my stupor as he pulled me up to kiss me. He pushed his tongue gently but forcefully through my lips and down my throat. I sucked on his tongue and he on mine. Then he pulled back releasing me from his kiss. He slumped down to his knees and swallowed me whole. I gasped for air as he moved his head up and down, teeth and all. It was glorious. Marty was not as talented or as lucky as I was. He was the only child so he didn’t have a brother that he could practice on night after night. So I had to tell him to open his mouth more and to slow down. He pulled his head up and looked at me and said “Sorry! But I’ve never done this before and your dick just tastes so good!” We both laughed at that.
“I know, but I am not cut like you and my head is really sensitive. It’s always got a hooded jacket on!” We both laughed uncontrollably at that. I pulled Marty up and maneuvered him to my bed and pushed him down. I said let me show you how we both can pleasure each other and positioned my self so that we could do a “69”. Marty caught on to this new position and his teeth were no longer a problem. He catches on quickly I thought. My mind became void of thought with the exception of giving this blond god complete and utter mind-blowing satisfaction. I worked sucking on the head and then the shaft of his cock and back up to worship the head again. With each thrust downward, I moved his cock deeper into my throat, back up and then down again. My mind emptied of all thought as I worked on my one desire, the one sole thought that I have had for such a long time and with all my being. It was nirvana as I sucked on this beautiful cock.
I reached and pulled his ball sac downward, gently but firmly. He squirmed a bit when I did that. So I tried something else, I reached for his mouth and pulling my cock out stuck my finger in and told him to suck that. When that was nice and wet, I pulled that out and stuck my cock back in. While I was gorging on his cock, I reached in back and found his rosebud and played with his crack. I pushed and he made a sign with his butt that he really didn’t know what I was about to do, but he was not sure if he could handle it. I ignored his body’s pleas and pushed inward. As my finger pushed forward, I could feel his cock tensing and getting ready for release. Marty yelled and released my cock from his mouth as his hips bucked and he thrust deeper down my throat. I could feel the cockhead exploding in my mouth as wave after wave of cum was released into my grateful mouth. His pulsating cock shot a long rope of cum and then several more before he had totally emptied his boy juice into my throat. I didn’t lose a drop and didn’t want to swallow his cum. I wanted to savor its’ sweetness. When I did swallow, I tried to save some so as I reached upward to kiss his lips, released some of his essence back to him. He sucked every drop from my tongue and then swirled his tongue in every crevice seeking out any drop that might still be left. When he was satisfied and there wasn’t any cum left to be had, he released his lips from mine and smiled.
“Geez, where did you learn how to do that?” he panted. “Marty, before we go any further, I need for you to know that I took a big risk today. Promise me that you won’t tell anyone what we did here today”. He kissed me again and said “Don’t worry no one is going to hear from me that I was sucking your dick!” We both laughed at that. “In case you haven’t notice, I took a pretty big risk too.” He said. “OK then I will tell you. A few months ago James showed me some magazines that he found showing some guys doing that to some other guys. I have been sucking James off every night since!” We both laughed and he squeezed my crotch. “There was some other stuff they were doing but we can do that some other time if you want.” I said with some hesitation. Marty looked at me puzzled and then he smiled the biggest smile “How about now? I am up for anything you want to show me!” Pressed to my stomach was a throbbing hard-on that Marty suddenly had acquired with little effort. I kissed him again and without a word, got up and went to my dresser drawer where I kept my socks and pulled out a jar of Vaseline.
I walked back to the bed, reached down and massaged his dick with a large glob of Vaseline. Marty didn’t say a word. As I put another glob on my rosebud, I bent down and gave him a long, tongue penetrating kiss.
I wanted to be able to watch his face, to be able to seek out his lips as I sat down on top of his steel hard cock. I pushed him back down on the bed and as I lowered myself onto his rod, I gently kissed him. I could feel the tip, and slowly I moved downward until I was centered. I took a deep breath and at the same time told myself to relax. I continued in a downward thrust until I could feel the sharp pain of his dick entering past my rosebud. As his dick past my sphincter, I stopped moving so that my anus could adjust to the pain which quickly became that of joy. Marty had his eyes closed and relinquished control to me.
I resumed my downward thrust until I had engulfed every inch of that glorious boy cock. I was in heaven at that point and searched out his lips. Marty was thrusting and bucking upwards like a wild stallion. I began to ride my pretty pony like the Lone Ranger, with each gallop bringing me closer and closer to climax. Marty thrust upward with such force that I thought I was going to fall off. He screamed “I’m Cumming!” I felt his cock pulsating, shooting a torrent of cum inside of me. Barrage after barrage coated my insides. He fucked like a wild man and I could feel his cock rubbing my prostate, making it tingle with each electric shock of his cock rubbing against it. Without touching myself, I began shooting ropes of cum. The first volley shot onto his shoulder, the second volley seemed even more forceful then the first and shot onto his cheek. The third shot fired landed on his upper lip. I bent down and before he could lick it off, sucked it off his lips. I loved the taste of my own cum; I licked it off of his cheek and then reached my head down to his shoulder and licked it clean until none was left. Our bellies were smeared in the remaining cum that I shot. Marty’s thrusts lessened and as I laid there on top of him I could feel our two hearts pounding as one. I felt his cock growing smaller until he easily slipped out of my hole. He kissed me, a long and caring kiss.
That night in the darkness of my room and as I lay in bed somehow I knew that Marty had answered a question that was deeply buried inside of me without me even knowing what the question was. I felt complete. I was to find that this was the first step on a long journey that I would take in the years ahead.

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Fiction

My Son’s Best Friend Part 1 The Beginning

My name is Jackie Falcone, I am 39, and live with my only son, Ricky, 16 years old. I have been divorced for 3 years, so Ricky is pretty much my life, as well as my professional career.
Ricky’s best friend is Zack, who lives nearby. They study together since young kids in K-12 and now they are in high school. They usually ride their bikes to school, but when the weather is bad one of Zack’s parents gives them a ride on their way to work and I pick them up. I am an architect and also do some handicraft, both from home, and I have more free time. Many times Zack stays with us after school to eat something and
to play games until early evening.
Last year, Ricky was doing badly in Chemistry and needed supplementary support after classes. I had to pick Zack up anyway, and I would return later to get Ricky. I was a bit late, so I decided not to change, even being dressed very casually at home. Zack was already waiting for me, jumped into the car and we came back home chatting. I noticed he was looking at me out of the corner of his eye. I consider myself an attractive woman: I work out, do Pilates and eat healthily, so I keep an elegant waist and firm ass over well shaped legs. I am very proud of my big boobs, which I value even more wearing generous cleavages sometimes.
He was chatting, but was also staring at my leggings and my top, and I remembered I was not wearing a bra and was probably making quite a show. My nipples hardened when I thought about that young man staring at my boobs, so it became even worse. I pretended not to notice and kept talking casually.
When we arrived home, I asked if he could help me bringing some new stuff to my studio in the attic before I fixed a sandwich for us. I thought about changing first, but after all he had seen anyway I decided to leave it that way. Anyway, I was feeling that situation very exciting. When he was helping me, I saw he kept his eyes fixed on my body, even trying to disguise it. When we both carried a big drawing board upstairs, he stared at my boobs and almost lost his balance. I smiled and he flushed when he saw I had noticed his looks. We finished what we had to do and went to the kitchen to eat something.
We had a sandwich and I was doing the dishes when he was clearing the table. Even with my back turned to him, I felt his piercing eyes staring at my ass and legs shaped by my tight leggings. He brought the glasses to the sink and when I turned to grab them I couldn’t avoid noticing an erection in his pants. I was in good mood and enjoying that, and told him to watch TV or a movie while he waited for Ricky to play a game. So he did, and went to the living room.
I finished what I had to do and went to the living room to kill some time before going back to school to pick Ricky up. Zack was watching cable, one of these silly teen movies, and when I came in a young cute blonde girl had removed her top and was showing her naked breasts. Zack became uneasy when I came in and changed his position in the couch, but I saw his erection coming back when I sat close to him. I decided to play and laughed, saying he must have been enjoying the scene with such a pretty girl. He was a bit shy, but immediately replied: “Ms. Falcone, she is pretty but too skinny, I don’t like women like that” and we kept watching. I noticed when he started staring at me again, trying to disguise his look and the volume in his pants.
Soon there was another girl in a sensual scene, a brunette showing somehow bigger boobs, and then showing her bare back while walking sensually away. I kept teasing him and asked if she was his type, and he replied “She is prettier, but I prefer women with bigger boobs, like…” and he flushed and shut up. “I see – I continued – like me?” and I smiled, so he would not be ashamed. He became more comfortable, smiled too, and agreed, said that I was a very beautiful woman and I was very hot and sexy dressed the way I was.
When he said that, he stared at me, particularly to my bosom, and I felt my nipples hardening again and pressing against the fabric of my top. The bulge in his pants reached maximum volume, and he didn’t try to hide it anymore. He sat back, looked at the TV, and simply showed his tent.
I felt a heat wave inside me, an erotic sense I hadn’t felt in years. I hadn’t had a date for a long time. I looked at his pants, smiled and said: “Well, I am not the only one looking hot.” He smiled back and apologized, saying he couldn’t avoid it. I told him not to worry, that it was very normal, particularly in his age. And I continued “and even in my age, why not?”
He kept staring at my boobs showing that big boner, and when he looked at me in the eyes like a child in need I decided to make a move: I took his hand and slowly placed it on my breast, over my top. He was instantly crazy: he came over me with both hands on my boobs, pressing and grabbing them, feeling their softness and volume. He came closer, pulled the back of my head with one hand, the other on my boob, and we kissed. There was no return. When we kissed and I let him play with my still dressed boob, I touched his erection over his pants, it was hard as iron and it seemed big.
He sneaked his hand under my top and touched my tit, than lifted it to release my boobs and started grabbing and kissing them. He moved from one to the other, looked marveled at their size, caressed, grabbed, pressed, licked, and sucked my hard nipples, he never stopped. I opened his pants, held his wet warm cock and took it out. I couldn’t hold it anymore. I stood up in front of him, threw out my top and sensually removed my leggings. I stood there, sexy in my small panties, looking at his hard cock for a while. I bent over and started kissing him again, my melons bouncing over him. He grabbed my ass and put a hand inside my panties, starting to touch my drenched pussy.
I was so hot! I needed more! I stood up again, staring at his hard dick drooling pre-cum, took off my panties, and sat at the couch, legs open. He understood and knelt between my legs, starting to lick my pussy. He was so aroused that he started too strongly, but I gave him some tips and soon it was wonderful: soft touches with the tip of the tongue in the clit, then went down along the pussy with all the tongue inside the vagina, opening the lips with his fingers, down near the asshole, then back to the clit. I told him to lick and then hold my clit with his lips, and he did it great. “Ms. Falcone – he said, muffled by my thighs and pussy – you taste so good, smell so good, you are so wet” and then he opened my vagina and licked me deeply, with big movements. I totally opened my legs and offered my pussy to that horny young man. When I looked down and saw him inside my legs, I did not resist and started to come, shaking, moaning, like crazy, until I fell back in the couch.
He stayed there for a while, touching, caressing me, looking at my body and my pussy, until he stood up and removed his pants and slips. His cock was big, cut, long, but not too thick. He approached me again, and I asked if he had a condom: I was in my fertile period. He looked like he was about to cry and said he hadn’t, he was a virgin and had no idea that it could happen. I told him to sit back and enjoy.
I knelt between his legs and licked the entire shaft, caressing his nut sack, pinching lightly his balls. I licked the red cockhead, cleaned the sticky fluids, and licked all the way down and started biting his balls. I licked up and down along his hard pulsing dick for a while, until I focused on the head: licked the tip, probed the orifice, and finally put the entire knob in my mouth and sucked it deep. First, only the head, then I started relaxing my throat and tried to accommodate as much cock as I could. I felt his hot cockhead deep inside my throat and massaged the base and about the half of his cock left outside.
He became more agitated, and I knew he was close: I increased my mouth and hand movements, sucked stronger, then he started moaning and I felt the first warm gush in my mouth. He kept coming and coming forever, I tried to swallow but it was too much, and salty cum leaked out of my mouth.
I stood up and kissed him so he could taste and smell his own cum from my mouth, and I felt mine still from his mouth. We hugged and stayed naked in the couch for a few minutes, catching our breath, until he said “Ms. Falcone, you are awesome.” “You will have to call me Jackie when we are alone now, Zack. You still have my cum in your mouth and I still taste yours” I replied, smiling. “I also came a lot. So, you never had any experience?” “No, I’m too shy with girls. I’ve made out a couple times, boobies, you know, she touched my cock, and that’s it. And they were tiny tits, nothing like yours. Playing with a pussy, being blown, coming with a woman like you, this is my first time.”
“That’s sweet, Zack. Let me freshen up and pick up Ricky, OK? Another time we can continue where we stopped.” I kissed him again and stood up. “By the way – I added – has Ricky had any experience like that?” “No, Jackie, he is even shyer than I am.”

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Fiction

From Friend, to Stepsister, to Lover? Part 3

Hi everyone! I apologize from updating the story, but school, exams, life in general, and all that stuff got in the way. Didn’t have as much time as I thought to write this. But nonetheless, this part is finally finished for all of you guys to enjoy. Can’t believe that this took 24 pages. Holy crap. Anyway, with the past parts, along with this part, and future parts, there obviously will be portions of said parts that won’t make sense. Get over it. It’s fiction, so things that would normally occur in real life might not occur in the story. I hope you guys enjoyed your Christmas, Hanukkah, and any other holiday that you celebrate. Feel free to leave any constructive criticism about the story.

Fiction

Hope I

My friendship with this woman was real, and the sexual tension between us was real, but for some reason, we never explored our desires. This is the first in a series of stories that help me realize what should have been.

Fantasy

The weekend as the babysitter

If children having sex and what not freaks you out please don’t read this story. This is a fantasy of mine all names have been changed from the real people they represent.

Fantasm

Cursed!

Visit http://nightboyart.blogspot.com/ for more. This was a short story I wrote for DarknestFantasyErotica and is set in the Warcraft universe.

Fantasm

The Making of a Sissy Boy Slut Part 4

The degradation and training of Michael, a naive sissy boy, continues. The strange man from the previous episode surprises Michael at home and introduces him to the delights of man pleasuring.

Fiction

Not so little brother: Chapter 9

This has been a long time coming and I’m sorry I have kept you all waiting. Needless to say that I’m glad to continue this story through what I had planned when I was writing this story more regularly. For those of you who don’t know I have started another series based off of Sean from chapter 6 of this series. You can find it at on my profile. I hope you enjoy it. Otherwise, enjoy the story. I do plan to keep writing the series so check back now and then. Also, you can now e-mail me at [email protected].
Chapter 9 – The Road Less Travelled
I walked out of the heat of the Florida day and into the cool, dark hotel lobby.
I knew what I wanted to do now. It was all clear. When we got back to New York I would come out to my parents. I wasn’t sure how they’d take it but I don’t think it would be too bad. My extended family might be a little trickier but whatever. If they have a problem with it they can go fuck themselves. School shouldn’t be a problem at all.
Now Steven, I didn’t know how he’d respond. I knew he loves me but I didn’t know if he’d actually want to be with me or just loved me and liked the sex. If I came out would he want to be with me? Would he shun me? Would he come out?
I decided to put those thoughts out of my head and go up to the room. Steven should be up by now and I figured we could have a nice day. I caught the elevator and took it up to our floor. I opened the door to the room but found it empty. Steven was nowhere to be found though the bed was still messed up. In the center of the bed was my bathing suit with a note.
“Dunno where you are. At the pool. Join me.
-Steven”
Guess I should go see what’s up.
I took a quick piss, admired myself in the mirror, and then changed. I slipped on my sandals and headed down. Oddly I hadn’t even figured out where the pool was yet. I saw a sign in the elevator that the pool was out back which made sense. But hey, ya never know. Some hotels have pools in the basement. I later learned that there really aren’t basements in Florida. Something about the water table.
I felt awkward walking through the lobby in my bathing suit and sandals. It was much more formal than I was dressed. I went through the automatic doors and out to the back of the hotel.
Steven was lying in a lounge chair on the far side of the pool. He looked so hot just relaxing in the sun. In my pants my dick stirred a little but didn’t do much else. I was safe for now. It didn’t hurt that the pool area was basically abandoned with a pale guy trying desperately to get a tan in the far corner.
I walked over and plopped down on Steven’s chair, frightening him out of his half slumber. He smiled that cute little brother smile of his.
“You made it. Where were you?”
“I went out for a bit. Had some thinking to do. Needed someone to bounce some ideas off of.”
“K? Have fun?”
“I guess,” I said, smacking his leg “How’s the water?”
“I dunno. I was waiting for you.”
“Awww. How sweet” I said, teasingly.
“Shut up.”
I flipped off my sandals and dipped my toes into the pool. It was a little cold but that was fine. It was hot as balls out anyway. Ignoring my aversion to cold water I jumped into the pool and quickly went under letting the water wash over me. When I came back up Steven was getting up and taking his shirt off to get in.
I ducked back under the water and swam to the other side of the pool. I surfaced and look back as Steven slowly climbed into the pool using the ladder. Weirdo. He flinched as he got into the water at waist-level. Haha… That’s why I jumped in. Everybody hates that point where their balls hit cold water. After a couple seconds he just let go and let himself fall into the water and went under.
He swam over to me and surfaced right as I splashed water in his direction and swam away. Despite my strategic attack he was not delayed for long and caught up with me very quickly as I swam towards the shallow end. He caught me but I quickly escaped again when I started to pull his bathing suit down and he had to hold it up. We splashed around, chasing each other through the pool, for around 20 minutes before that got old. Honestly, I’m surprised it lasted as long as it did. How much time can you spend slashing each other in a pool past the age of ten?
After we’d bored of being five again we decided to go explore the rest of the pool complex. Though the hotel wasn’t great it did boast of a gym, locker rooms, a spa, and a sauna on a card in the room. What the hell? We had nothing better to do. So we dried off as best we could and wandered in through the door.
Though it was summer the hotel wasn’t crowded at all. We had chosen the hotel because of its proximity to the school I was interested in so it wasn’t near any of the theme parks or other tourist attractions in the area. It catered mostly to people like us and business men who needed a place to sleep and that was about it. And while I’d seen plenty of them in the lobby it was the early afternoon on a weekday and they were all doing more important things or cheating on their wives. Maybe both? As a result the indoor pool complex was even more deserted than outside. There wasn’t a soul in sight.
The gym was pretty pathetic; a couple exercise machines aimed at two TVs in a windowless room. The spa was closed so we didn’t get a view of that and the sauna seemed to be out of order. What a crock. But the locker room was open and was deserted like the rest of the place. It was like having a whole world to yourself. The locker room wasn’t much different from the ones I’d experienced in middle school though it lacked the overwhelming odor of Axe body spray that permeated from post-PE pubescent boys everywhere. I’d call that absence a positive aspect of this locker room.
The abandoned state of the locker room seemed to give Steven some ideas of his own which didn’t seem to involve Axe though it did involve pubescent boys in general and two in particular. I noticed that there seemed to be a bulge forming in the front of his bathing suit.
“Whatchya thinking?” I asked.
“Just that we shouldn’t waste an empty locker room. How many people have fantasies about fucking in locker rooms?”
“I like the way you think,” I said with a grin on my face. I couldn’t say the idea hadn’t crossed my mind, “So what do you think? In the showers? Up against a locker? Bent over a bench?” The possibilities of locker room sex are practically endless if not horribly cliché.
“Why not all of them?”
“Works for me.” My dick was getting hard now and his bathing suit looked like it would be ripping soon if I didn’t do something.
I pulled Steven over to the locker and started kissing him. He took the hint and pushed me up against the locker, grinding his cloth-covered cock against me.
“So you want me to fuck you in a locker room huh?”
He was trying to be sexy or something. It wasn’t working.
“Shut up.”
I pushed my lips against his again and slipped my tongue into his mouth. Steven moaned softly as our tongues caressed each other inside his mouth. Though we’d fucked a lot over the last week it was somewhat a surprise to me when I realized that we’d barely kissed at all. I don’t know why; we just hadn’t. I liked the feeling of his tongue against mine and moaned right back to him.
It was fucking hot but I wanted more.
I broke off the kiss and worked my way to his neck. I lightly nipped at his neck before kissing it and then sucking on that same spot for a second causing his knees to falter and a gasp to escape from him. I wanted to go longer but figured our parents would notice a hickey so I moved on. I kept kissing down his body, taking a short stop to suck on a nipple, on my way to his hard cock.
When I was finally down on my knees in front of his tented board shorts my dick twitched in anticipation of what I knew was soon going to be in my mouth. I slowly untied the string at the front and then peeled his shorts down. His cock had gotten pushed down a bit so that it rested almost horizontally across his leg inside his shorts. As I peeled them down I was first greeted by my little brother’s patch of pubic hair. I sniffed it, reveling in his scent, before peeling his shorts down even further and revealing the base of his big cock.
I kept pulling down and was rewarded by the full length of his dick popping up in front of my eyes. The unnatural length stood out from his body proudly. The large, purple head glistened tempted me with a single drop of precum that glistened on his peehole. His foreskin was back, behind his head. My brother’s cock was magnificent; a 9” weapon on a sexy, virile boy. I licked my lips.
I inhaled softly, taking in his musky teen scent before using a finger to push his cock up against his stomach. I leaned in and licked his ball sack. It was loose in the warm, dry air of the abandoned locker room and the wetness of my tongue caused his balls to move inside. I repressed a giggle.
I looked up at Steven’s face as I opened my mouth and slowly took one of his large balls inside. His mouth dropped open and his eyes closed as I started to suck on his ball, rolling it around it my mouth, caressing it with my tongue.
“Fuck yeah”, he moaned.
I softly let the first ball fall out of my mouth and moved on to the next one. I savored the slightly salty taste of his sweat and the chlorine of the pool.
As much as I loved his balls that wasn’t what I was down on my knees for. It was just a small snack on my way to the main course that is my brother’s huge cock.
I kept my finger holding his cock straight up as I softly kissed where his balls met his cock. Slowly I kissed my way up the right side of his shaft until I was just under the head of his cock. I went back down and repeated the same on the left side of his cock. With each soft contact of my lips with his hard shaft I could feel it twitch and throb. I pulled back and looked up at him. There was a hunger in his eyes.
“Such a fucking tease”, he hissed at me.
I grinned back at him. He was ready to fuck already but I was going to have at least a short taste of his cock first.
I leaned in and licked the base of his shaft and pulled back slightly. I licked again in the same spot feeling him twitch. I licked up his shaft, getting it wet with my spit. That would come in handy soon enough. Like with the kisses I went up each side in turn, avoiding the head, teasing him as long as possible. This was going to be fun. I licked him up and down for a minute, savoring the feel of his cock against my tongue. The iron hardness of his young cock beneath the soft cock skin. The way some of the veins stood out against the rest of the shaft. I loved his cock.
Finally, an end to the teasing. I licked up the underside of the shaft. But this time, instead of going back down, I flicked the tip of my tongue against the underside of his head, caressing his frenulum. I moved his cock down so that I was looking at it dead on. A dollop of precum oozed out of his piss hole and I lapped it up. It was thick and sweet, just like I like it. I slowly pumped his cock letting the foreskin roll just over the edge of his pink glans. Another drop oozed out.
I looked up at Steven one last time, meeting gaze, before I opened my mouth and took the large head of his cock inside. He moaned and closed his eyes as I went down as far on his cock as I could. Of course, with his size, that was little more than half of his large slab of meat but I did my best.
Steven ran his fingers through my hair as I started to bob on his cock. Each time I backed off I swirled my tongue around the spongy head. I made sure to use a lot of spit on his cock. As much as I loved sucking it I had other plans. I was going to have my brother’s cock inside my ass in this locker room.
“Fuck yeah! Suck it.”
I pulled off his cock and grinned at him.
“You like my mouth on your cock?”
“I love your mouth on my monster cock.”
“You’re so full of yourself.”
“No, but you’re about to be.”
“Nice one. How long did it take you to think of that?”
“Just shut up and stand facing the locker.”
“Yes sir.” I said sarcastically.
I knew what to do. Not like he’d never fucked me before. I pulled off my bathing suit, leaned against the locker, and spread my legs to give Steven better access to my ass. I waited while he knelt down behind me and got into position. He put his hands on my ass and pulled my cheeks apart exposing my hole to the warm tongue which was quickly pressed against it.
Steven licked up my crack before zeroing in and my still-tight hole and began his assault. For several minutes the locker room was filled with my moans as my little brother ate out my ass. His tongue entered me more times than I could count as he got me ready for what was to come. Finally, when I was about to ask him to fuck me he stopped.
“You might want to get me a little wet” he suggested.
I dropped to my knees and took his cock in my mouth again, slobbering it up as much as I could. I was pretty loose now but some lube always helps.
I stood back up and braced myself against the lockers, my ass out towards the room. I wiggled it to entice my brother further, as if to beckon him inside me. Not that I had to. I waited, breathlessly, for my brother to make contact. My cock was rock hard and sticking out from my body. Precum was seeping from the slit.
I felt Steven’s hand on my left hip and quickly felt the head of his cock between my cheeks. He pushed forward and his cock went down, the head going under and hitting my balls. He pulled back and pushed again. His cock went up this time. I moaned as I felt him put his head directly against my hole. Applying pressure he rubbed his cock up and down my crack. I hated it when he teased me like this but it felt so good too. Each time the head hit my hole I breathed in, expecting him to enter me, only to be disappointed.
“What are you waiting for?” I whined.
“Just thought I’d make you really want it.”
“You’ve won. Stick that fucking cock in me!”
He placed his cock back at my hole and started to push in. I’d been fucked a lot lately and I really wanted his cock so he met with little resistance. I felt my hole open up as my brother pushed the full length of his cock into me. My mouth dropped open as I pushed my ass back at him, increasing the rate at which he entered me. Finally I could feel his pubes against my ass and I knew that his whole length was inside me.
“God! This never gets old.” Steven said, pulling my hips back and pushing forward to get every last centimeter into me making me moan like a little bitch in response.
“Fuck me!”
Steven laughed as he started to pull his cock out of me and then pushed back into me. I braced myself harder against the lockers as he began to fuck me hard. Each time he thrust into me he pushed the air out of me and I grimaced a bit in pain. I was still somewhat sore from last night and his cock wasn’t helping me return to normal. I groaned too though as he long-dicked me, each thrust hitting against my prostate and sending a wave of pleasure through my body. I whimpered.
He pulled out of me. I felt empty.
“Get on the bench.”
Seemed like Steven wanted to live every gay porn cliché involving a locker room. I guess I couldn’t complain. Locker room scenes were in porn for a reason and it wasn’t because people hated them. I put our clothes on top of the bench to cushion myself and then lay down on my back. Metal benches hurt, even through the clothes I was laying on.
Steven positioned himself between my spread legs and looked down at me. He spit in his hand and rubbed it up and down the length of his shaft, relubing himself to continue the fuck. He lowered himself down between my legs and put his cock against my hole. The head was so thick that I couldn’t help but prepare myself for the impending invasion. But my hole was defenseless against the invasion of my little brother’s cock into my ass. He quickly slid the length into me and then rested a second before pulling out and shoving it back in.
He arced over my body as he fucked me. His right hand was next to my head, holding on to the bench. His left hand was on my side, holding me in place as he fucked me hard. I could feel droplets of sweat landing on my stomach. For a minute we both looked between us at his cock sliding in and out of me. But before long I had my head back and my eyes closed as the pleasure washed over me. I reached for my own cock and started to stroke it in time with my brother’s thrusts into my hole.
I opened my eyes to see my brother staring down at me. He slowed down his thrusting and leaned down towards my face. He leaned in and kissed me. It wasn’t the kiss of a brother for another but a kiss between lovers. Our tongues touched inside my mouth as he aggressively kissed me, my mind spinning in endorphins between his cock in my ass and his tongue in my mouth. I moaned involuntarily.
Steven broke the kiss and our eyes met again. He sped back up his thrusting. I wouldn’t mind if this fuck lasted longer but I knew it couldn’t last forever. We had already been at it for more than ten minutes and the longer we fucked the larger the risk that someone would walk in on us. I wanted him to fuck me hard and fast before cumming inside me.
“Fuck me. Fuck me with that big cock.” I said to urge him on.
He gave me a look as if to say “You got it.” before ramming his cock into me even harder. He grabbed my shoulders with both of his hands and sped up fucking his cock into me. Each thrust tried to push me up the bench but his arms kept me in place. The slap of his flesh against mine, my moans, and his groans echoed from the tiled walls of the locker room.
I could see his approaching orgasm in his face. I could hear it in his breathing. I could feel it in his fuck. It wasn’t going to be much longer.
“Do it. Cum inside your brother. I want your cum inside me.”
Steven redoubled his efforts and fucked me even harder.
“I’m so close Charlie.”
I was still jacking off but I could tell that there was no way I was going to cum while he was fucking me. It just wasn’t going to happen.
He was really close now. His thrusts were getting erratic and his breathing was ragged.
“Oh fuck. Oh fuck…”
He pushed into me as far as he could and I felt him pulse as he unloaded his cum into me. My little brother’s cum flooded my insides as his sperm futilely sought out an egg to fertilize. He was pushing his sperm deep inside of me, trying to knock me up.
“Give me all of it!” I gasped as he made several small thrusts into me with each spurt.
He practically collapsed on top of me as he finished his orgasm. His cock remained in me, the last of his cum slowly leaking out of the softening shaft, as he caught his breath.
I reached up and stroked his hair and kissed the top of his head.
“I love you.” I whispered.
“I love you too.” My brother said back.
I felt complete in that moment. My brother, whom I loved more than any guy ever should, loved me back and we’d just had sex. Not that we hadn’t had sex more times in the last two weeks than I could count but it was still amazing every time. And it wasn’t that this was the first time he’d told me he loved me either. But I was in heaven nonetheless.
He lay on top of me for a moment longer before slowly getting off. He reached back and untangled my ankles from around him. I’d used them to pull him in deeper while he was cumming and had forgotten about them. Slowly he pulled his cock out of me. Semi-soft it was still an inch longer than my hard cock. Lucky bastard I thought until I felt his cock completely leave my hole and realized that I was the lucky one getting fucked by it on a regular basis. After the head left me I felt a trail of my brother’s cum start to leave my hole. Steven noticed it too.
“Looks like we need to get you cleaned up.”
“What did you have in mind?” I asked.
“How about a nice, hot shower?”
That sounded good but I was still hard.
“Get up.”
I clenched my hole as much as possible as I sat up. My back hurt and my ass was leaking but I managed to stand and slowly walk with Steven towards the showers. A small trickle of his seed flowed out my hole and down my leg. We entered and Steven turned on one of the showers. He held me from behind and slowly stroked my cock as we waited for the water to warm up. His soft cock was between my cheeks causing my ass to pucker and more cum to drip out. I’d just been fucked and used as a cumdump and I wanted to be fucked again.
The water was warm and we got under. The radius of the spray wasn’t very wide and so we were very close together. Steven got some body wash from a dispenser on the wall and started to rub me down with it using his hands. When he got to my ass he rubbed each of my cheeks in turn and then ran his hand up and down my crack, passing over my hole, before sliding a finger in. I gasped and he chuckled before pulling his finger out.
“You’ve got an amazing ass.” He said.
He washed my cock and then put me under the water to rinse off. While the soap ran off my body my brother got down on his knees in front of me and, after making sure I was suds free, took my cock into his mouth.
I’d been fucked hard and was horny as hell so I knew I wasn’t going to last long thought my lack of experience probably didn’t help either. His lips were tight around my cock and his mouth was warm and wet. He bobbed up and down on my cock as my head spun and I reached out my arm to brace myself against the wall. He took his head off my cock for a second and sucked on a finger before sliding it into my ass and returning to my swollen cock.
“Oh fuck.”
Steven was using his finger just right. He was rubbing my prostate and the constant pressure was sending waves of pleasure radiating from inside my ass throughout my body. I felt my orgasm building from deep inside me but with a different feeling than normal. It was like there was a pressure inside me pushing the cum out of my cock.
“Oh…God. I’m gonna cum!”
He pushed his finger harder against my prostate and bobbed faster. The orgasm didn’t feel like an explosion so much as a mushroom cloud. It started off slow, an intense pleasure from the base of my cock and then rapidly expanded through my body and up the shaft and out the tip.
“Uhhh…ooooooooh”
It didn’t feel like I shot like usual but just gushed a huge amount of semen into his mouth instead. I wasn’t even sure how much I came but my brother kept prodding my prostate and sucking my cock until I couldn’t take it anymore. It was all too much. My knees had weakened during my orgasm and now they started to fail me and I started to slide down. Steven caught me and gently put me down on the floor under the shower. He looked concerned.
“Are you ok?”
I couldn’t talk but I nodded my head. He stroked my hair and kissed me on my forehead. We sat under the spray of the shower and Steven held me as my strength returned. The orgasm I’d experienced was so powerful it was if he’d sucked the strength out of my body. I felt like I was made of jelly at first but after a little while my strength returned and we stood up. He helped me get dressed and dry off when we got to the room. He stripped me down and tucked me into bed where I passed out.
I awoke an hour later alone in the room. The lamp between the beds was on but all the other lights were off leaving the room dimly lit. The bathroom door was open and the light was off. Steven wasn’t in there either. I noticed that the curtain was open a bit and that the balcony door was cracked. I got out of bed and put on a pair of boxers before walking over to the sliding glass door. Steven was on the balcony seemingly staring out into the night.
I slowly pulled the door open, the noise of the door causing Steven to turn towards me. His eyes were red; it looked like he had been crying. My heart dropped and I felt an incredible urge to hold him and make everything better. I could see sadness in his face though he smiled when he looked at me.
“You ok?” I asked.
“Yeah. I just wish this vacation didn’t have to end.”
I knew what he’d been thinking. I’d had the same thoughts.
“When we go home everything is going to have to go back to the way it was before. Won’t it?” He looked confused.
“They don’t have to.” I said, “Things are going to change.”
“Like what?”
“Well, I’m… I’m gonna come out.”
“Why would you do that?”
Steven looked kind of shocked as though coming out were a ridiculous idea.
“Because it is what I want to do. I’m gay. You’ve helped me understand that. I’ve been confused for a long time and you helped me understand who I really am. I don’t want to pretend that I’m something I’m not.”
“And where does that leave me? Where do I fit in?”
“I- I don’t know.”
“I’m not coming out Charlie. I love you but I’m not gay. I don’t want to be gay. I just want to be with you.”
I was at a loss for words. This was everything that I’d worried about when I was talking with Sean this morning. How could we be together if he wasn’t gay?
“I want a relationship Steven.”
“We can have a relationship.”
“We can try. But we can’t go on dates. We can’t be a couple.”
What I was saying now dawned on him.
“I don’t want a secret relationship Steven. I want a real relationship. I want a boyfriend that I can introduce to my friends and go to school dances with.”
“Charlie…”
“Even if you wanted to do that we couldn’t anyway…”
My voice trailed off as I started to cry. I turned around and went back into the hotel room as tears ran down my face. I went into the bathroom and shut the door. I put the lid of the toilet down and sat on it as I cried. I did want those things. I wanted a real relationship. I wanted to be with Steven but I wanted him to be a boyfriend, a real boyfriend. I sat on the toilet and cried about the situation for a while. It was hard for me to accept that I might not be able to get everything I wanted.
I eventually calmed down, brushed my teeth, and went out into the room. Steven was already asleep. That wasn’t a problem but for the first time in almost two weeks he was sleeping in the other bed. I would be sleeping alone. I felt empty as I crawled into the large, empty bed and curled up to drift to sleep.
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