This is the second story that I've actually managed to set completely to electrons. The first was The House on Lora Avenue' which is also posted in the High School section. This endeavor, unlike Lora Avenue' is based in fact, although the names and locations have been altered to protect the guilty. There has also been a (very) small bit of `artistic license' taken in the embellishment of the details to make it a little spicier than the actual events. Now, I know I'm going to be dating myself a bit, but at the time this occurred it was in the early 1980s, when guys our age didn't have to worry about HIV, AIDS or STDs -- at least not in the area we lived. As such there is no usage of condoms in this story, and we really didn't use them. That doesn't mean by any stretch of the imagination that I encourage this practice in this day and age. Quite the opposite really -- so please take adequate precautions to protect yourself, as no one else is going to.
This story involves sexual situations between teen boys, so if your local ordinances say you shouldn't look at filth such as this, please don't. Likewise, if you're a card-carrying member of the Moral-Minority, you probably shouldn't be here in the first place.
Grateful thanks are extended to my friend Mike Arram for serving as my editor once again.
I intended this to be a one chapter story, but it was getting too long before coming to its final climax (sorry -- really bad pun), so it had to be split up. This is the second and final part to this story.
Comments and feedback are certainly welcomed and encouraged at mailto:t_macd@comcast.net.
Chris and Aaron -- Part Two
After we had dried off, Aaron asked me to make another round of drinks. I was okay with that as I wanted to keep up the buzz we had going. While I was behind the bar mixing the drinks, I had my back to Chris and Aaron. When I turned around, I caught Aaron pulling away from Chris's ear, either just having whispered something to him, or just pulled his tongue out of it. Chris had this slightly evil grin on his face, so I figured Aaron had been letting him in on whatever the next stage of his plan was. They were standing back just a bit from the bar, so it was easy to see when I moved to put the drinks on the bar that they were both about halfway hard again. Until I saw the state of them I was still hanging mostly limp, but now my cock began to perk up too.
They took their drinks from the bar, and with mine in my hand I followed them over to a large couch on the other side of the room. I didn't realize how deep the cushions on it were until we sat down on it and sunk in. Chris took a very big chug out of his drink, and then had to lean way forward to set it down on the cocktail table in front of the sofa. He then turned and laid his head in my lap, looking up at me with a goofy grin on his face. Aaron had relit the joint, and passed it to me. While there was still enough left, I blew Chris and Aaron both a shotgun hit, coming so close each time that our lips almost touched. Then I took the last usable toke off the joint, and dropped the roach into the ashtray. Chris's head was still lying in my lap, more or less on top of my mostly limp dick, and he turned slightly to face it. He reached up with one hand, and flopped my cock over so the head was pointed towards his mouth. Then he started absently licking at it, almost as if it were a lollipop, and still with that same goofy little grin on his face.
As he did this, I reached my hand over and started lightly stroking Chris's dick. There it was again, something didn't seem quite right, but now, without the bubbling water, I could look and see what it was. Chris wasn't circumcised. He didn't have a lot of foreskin (it didn't quite cover the tip of his dick when it was soft), but it was there. I was intrigued; I had never seen an uncircumcised cock before. I was fascinated by how the extra skin felt as I rubbed it up and down Chris's shaft. It didn't appear as if he minded the attention either, and kept sucking away my rapidly swelling dick. It wasn't long before he had to roll over so that he was face down in my lap so that he could comfortably keep my dick in his mouth. He got up on his hands and knees so I could continue stroking his dick.
After a couple minutes like that, I moved to where we could be in a sixty-nine position with me on my back on the sofa, and took Chris into my mouth. His dick tasted so good... and it was damn close to fully hard now. I ran my tongue around the head, trying to get the tip of my tongue inside his foreskin, and this drove him really wild. I knew if I kept that up, he was going to be cumming way too soon, so I just started to go up and down slowly on his shaft. We'd all just cum only about forty minutes before, and I wanted this to last.
Aaron had moved up behind Chris, and I could see him through Chris's legs, jacking his own cock. I reached out with one hand, but found that I couldn't quite reach Aaron's balls. He saw what I wanted, and shuffled forward a little so that I could reach him, and so while he continued jacking himself, I fondled his balls.
Aaron had a small jar of Vaseline, and as he jacked himself with one hand, he started rubbing the lube into Chris's ass crack with the other. Was Aaron going to actually fuck Chris?' I wondered? What would that feel like? Fucking someone, or even getting fucked?' I could tell that Chris was enjoying the added attention as Aaron moved his fingers in and out of his hole, working the Vaseline into him. When Aaron must have thought Chris's hole was ready for him, he then switched hands and started rubbing the Vaseline up and down his shaft. The next thing I saw was Aaron's balls above me as me moved up behind Chris and started working his dick into his friend. Chris lifted off my dick for a moment, and let out a little squeal. Aaron slid his dick slowly into Chris, until their balls were touching each other's right above my face. This was pretty much the extent of my view from underneath Chris. Aaron slowly pulled back a little, and then began a slow rhythm fucking Chris's ass.
"You like that, don't you?" Aaron said to him.
"Oh yeah, baby, you know I do!" Chris replied. I was thinking -- `that sounded like they've done this before.'
"You want to take Terry's dick in your ass too?" Aaron asked Chris.
That sent my mind into overdrive damn fast. `Me? Fuck Chris? Were they serious?'
"You want to fuck him, Terry?" Aaron then asked me.
I slipped Chris's dick from my mouth so I could answer, "Damn straight I do!" I couldn't believe my luck with these two guys.
"Get out here then," Aaron said.
I slid out from underneath Chris and moved around beside Aaron, who was moving slowly in and out of Chris. He nodded toward the Vaseline and told me to rub some on my shaft, which I did right away.
Aaron was still slowly working his dick in and out of Chris's hole with a steady rhythm. When he saw that I was ready, Aaron slid out of Chris and backed away. I moved in behind him and guided my dick toward his hole. Chris was well loosened from the fingering and the few minutes of actual fucking that Aaron had just given him, so my dick easily slid into him. I really wanted to just pound away at him hard and fast, but I knew that would get this over with way too quickly. I worked into a slow and steady tempo like the one Aaron had been using.
My concentration was centered so much on the pleasures emanating from my penis that it wasn't until Aaron started working his second finger into my hole that I noticed what he was doing. I stopped screwing Chris momentarily and looked back over my shoulder at Aaron. He smiled at me, and I could do nothing but smile back. I knew exactly what he had in mind. I started back moving my dick in and out of Chris's hole, and a few minutes later I felt a stronger pressure at my asshole. Both Aaron's hands were on my hips, so I knew there was only one thing that it could be. "Hold still for a minute while I get inside you," Aaron told me, and I gladly cooperated.
Aaron slowly worked his way into me. There was a sharp pain as his head, much larger around than his shaft, when he was hard it seemed, penetrated my anal ring, which caused me to gasp. Aaron asked me if I was okay, and I told him that I was, and that he should keep going. Aaron pressed in deeper still. It was pain and pleasure at the same time, bizarre. This was a lot different than sticking a finger into my hole when I jacked off, and oh, so much better! Aaron stopped pushing into me, and told me to start pumping Chris again. This had the effect of not only moving my dick in and out of Chris, but also moving Aaron's in and out of me. This was so fantastic, I never thought I could feel this way; these two younger boys were really giving me lessons in sex. I was moaning and gasping from the simultaneous fucking that I was in the middle of and Chris was squealing in pleasure underneath me. I ended up lasting longer than I would have ever thought possible, and after close to ten minutes, I felt my orgasm coming, moving up from my balls and through my dick. I had only just cum about an hour before, so when I came into Chris's ass, there were only about three squirts. As I came, my cheeks involuntarily clamped down on Aaron's dick, causing him to cum into me as well. I could feel Aaron's sperm as it shot inside me, so now I knew what it felt like not only to fuck another boy's asshole, but to have my own fucked as well.
Aaron pulled out of me, and slouched back onto the couch his ass right on the edge of the cushion, and I followed suit. Aaron handed the little tub of Vaseline to Chris and told him, "Okay, baby -- now it's your turn." Aaron pulled his legs up and grabbed them behind the knees to hold them up while Chris lubed up his hole. When he was ready, and he'd applied a coating of Vaseline to his dick as well, he moved up to Aaron and slowly pressed his dick into him. Once he had achieved penetration, Chris took over, holding up Aaron's legs, and began slowly working himself in and out of Aaron's hole.
I could tell by the look of ecstasy on Aaron's face that he really loved having his hole reamed. Chris had a similar look on his face as he slowly worked Aaron's ass. Aaron started squirming, and moving his ass around under Chris's ministrations. Chris pushed all the way into Aaron, and held his position. He then lowered his face to Aaron's and they shared a long, passionate kiss. When they broke apart, Chris started moving faster as he fucked Aaron, and after a few more minutes was thrusting in and out of his partner in a frenzy. Chris got a strange look on his face, and then thrust in hard, all the way to the hilt. He pulled back slowly and thrust back in quickly, all the way into his lover. (`Lover, was that the right word?' I wondered.) On the third of these hard thrusts, you could tell that he had just started to cum. Instead of pulling all the way back, the way he had been doing, Chris stayed almost all the way in and just made a few short thrusts in and out as he spent his load.
When he had finished, he kept his dick inside Aaron's ass as he leaned down for another deep, passionate kiss. When they finally broke apart, Chris pulled out and stood in front of Aaron. Aaron did something now that shocked the hell out of me... He got down on his knees in front of Chris, took his dick in his mouth and licked the last little bits of sperm from the tip. He then turned Chris around, and Chris bent forward slightly and spread his butt cheeks apart. Aaron took a long swipe up the crack of Chris's ass with his tongue, pausing just slightly over his hole before continuing up. Aaron looked over at me when he was done, "Your cum was starting to leak out of his ass," he told me. I guess he was right, I could feel Aaron's cum starting to leak out of my own hole, and told them as much.
As if taking a cue, Chris came over to me and got down on his knees. He put his hands on my hips and turned me around so my back was toward him. I knew instinctively what he wanted me to do. I bent forward a little and spread my cheeks apart, just as he had done for Aaron a few moments before. Chris ran his tongue up my crack, cleaning up Aaron's sperm. Like Aaron had just done to him, he paused at my asshole, and swirled his tongue around a few times before continuing upward. This felt SOOOO good, but weird too. I didn't think I could do that, licking a guy's asshole I mean, I had already swallowed cum before, and I told them this.
"Yet," Aaron said. "You don't think you can do it yet. But you will, and when you do, you'll love it."
I didn't think he was right, but I didn't say anything. (I did eventually try it, but I never did get into rimming like these two boys did, at least not giving.)
"Let's go upstairs and get cleaned up," Aaron said. He and Chris started to head toward the stairs, but I paused to start to retrieve my clothes. Aaron turned and looked back to me. "Leave them," he said. "We're just going to take a shower, you won't need them." I suppose he did have a point.
We went upstairs to the second story of the house, and Aaron led us though what must have been the master bedroom and into a bathroom with a very large shower stall in it. Aaron got the water running to warm it up, and Chris and I waited in the bathroom while Aaron went and got us some towels. We all took turns getting under the water, washing each other, and then when we were done in the shower, drying each other off. Even though we had all cum twice already that evening, this act was so sensual that we were all about half hard again by the time we were done.
"I don't know about you guys," Aaron said, "but I could use a little rest before we go at it again."
Again?' I thought. He wants to go another time?' I knew I'd be ready again before too long too though. Ah, the wonders of the teen-age libido.
Aaron and Chris then led me down the hall to Aaron's room. It was pretty much a typical teen boy's room -- clothes scattered on the floor, video game cartridges laying on the floor in front of the TV, posters on the wall (mostly skateboarders and a few rock bands) and a large, queen sized bed with the covers thrown back where he had left them when he got up that morning. We all climbed into the bed, with Chris between Aaron and me. Aaron and I both snuggled up against him, and soon we had all drifted off to sleep.
When I woke up it was sometime in the middle of the night. Chris was rubbing up and down in my crotch, from the head of my dick all the way to underneath my balls, then back again. My dick felt like it was hard enough to cut diamonds. I felt movement in the bed, and looked down. In the dim light coming in through the window I could see that Aaron was going down on Chris. I rolled over a little, and bringing my hands up to Chris's face, took him into a hot blooded kiss. As I brushed my tongue across his lips, he opened his mouth and allowed me access. My movements alerted Aaron to the fact that I was awake, and he came up from Chris's dick.
"Let's spread out so we can get into a triangle and we can each suck someone else," Aaron suggested. Once again, Aaron was orchestrating the situation. I was content to let him continue though -- so far I had thoroughly enjoyed everything he'd come up with. It did make me wonder about the extent of this boy's experience though. He had already told me that he had caught me checking him out when he was thirteen, and apparently had enjoyed the attention, even if it hadn't been enough to do anything about it until now. I really wondered how old Aaron had been when he had sex for the first time, and who it had been with. In a way I felt a slight pang of jealousy, it didn't have any real justification, but I felt it none the less.
We spread out on the bed so that I was sucking Chris, Chris was sucking Aaron and Aaron was sucking me. After about five minutes we switched partners, and I ended up sucking Aaron while he sucked Chris and Chris sucked me. We were all close to climax, and after a few more minutes of oral stimulation, the cum started to flow. I came first, flooding Chris's mouth with my load. I had had time to recharge, and he had a hard time swallowing it all. What little bit had leaked out though, was captured when he ran his tongue around his lips. Chris was next, shooting into Aaron's mouth, and finally about a minute later Aaron filled my mouth with his load. Aaron took all of Chris's semen without a problem, but like Chris, I had a hard time taking all of what Aaron had to offer. I was still thinking what would later be confirmed for me, that Aaron was definitely the most sexually experienced of the three of us.
We all cuddled up together again, Aaron spooning Chris, and me spooning Aaron and fell back to sleep.
I awoke to sunlight streaming in the window. My dick was hard again, and I needed to pee. I got up and found a bathroom, and when I got back from relieving myself, Aaron and Chris were both awake, lying on their backs, both with major hard-ons. They both got up and went to the bathroom to take care of business as well, and when they returned, Aaron was leading Chris by his dick, as if it were a leash. They got back on the bed, again with Aaron in the middle.
"I'm going to have to go soon," I told them. "It sure has been a damn good night though."
"You coming back sometime?" Aaron asked.
"Yeah," Chris added. "Maybe tonight we can get together again?"
I knew I wanted to, and there was no reason I couldn't, no one would be home until Sunday afternoon. "Tell you what," I told them, "give me a phone number where I can get in touch with you this afternoon around 5:00, and we'll see what we can work out. I'd sure love to do this again with you guys."
"Great," Aaron said as he got up and jotted a phone number down on a piece of paper. "Here's my number, we'll make sure we're here between five and six."
"Call us, please," Chris added.
I nodded in confirmation. As I left Aaron's room to go to the basement to get my clothes Chris and Aaron were starting to grope each other again and also beginning a fervent tongue-wrestling match. After I had collected my clothes and got dressed, I noticed Aaron's briefs lying on the floor next to his shorts. I picked them up and tucked them in my pocket before I let myself out and drove home. I needed to get some rest if I was going to come back for another round this evening.
When I got home, I stripped off my clothes, and climbed into bed naked. I couldn't resist stroking myself as I thought about the events of the last sixteen hours. I was leaking pre-cum onto my hand as I stroked myself, and as I relived the previous night in my mind, I came again, spraying cum so hard that a couple drops from my first squirt actually landed on my face. I got a towel from the bathroom and cleaned myself up, and then climbed back into bed for some well deserved sleep.
When I woke up a little after two o'clock that afternoon, I heard noises downstairs. There were voices, and I could hear people moving around. I got up to see who was in my house; no one was supposed to be here. Halfway to my bedroom door, which I had unusually left open (hey, I was home alone, why not?), I realized that I was still naked. I quickly looked around, and spotted a pair of gym shorts lying where I had dropped them the previous morning on my bedroom floor. I quickly pulled them on and went to the stairs. "Hello?" I called out. "Who's down there?"
"It's us, Terry," my dad called back.
Damn,' I thought. They were supposed to be gone until tomorrow.'
I went quickly down the stairs, and found my Dad in the kitchen, fixing an Alka Seltzer. "What are you doing home?" I asked. "I thought you were staying in the mountains until tomorrow afternoon."
"Your mother wasn't feeling well, and we thought it would be better if we came on home." Dad explained. "Have you been having a good weekend?"
"Yeah," I answered, though with not much enthusiasm. "Pretty good, sorry you had to cut your weekend short." Yeah -- I was sure sorry they had to cut it short, but not for the reasons my dad was thinking. I grabbed a coke out of the refrigerator and headed back upstairs to my room, and called out, "Hope you feel better, Mom."
I shut my door, and stripped the gym shorts back off. I lounged around in my room most of the rest of the afternoon, naked and horny. A few minutes after five, I dialed Aaron's number. Aaron answered the phone on the second ring. Regretfully, I broke the news to him that my parents had come home early, and there was no way that I could come over for the night again with them being home.
I could hear the regret in Aaron's voice when he said that it was okay, and that maybe we could get together some other time. I told him that sounded great to me.
Unfortunately, it never came to be, and that is one of the greatest regrets I have in my life. Somehow we just weren't able to get back together, and about six months later my family moved to another state when my Dad got transferred to a different office in his company. I still think about Aaron and Chris even now, and somewhere, in one of my boxes of memorabilia is a pair of size 26" waist Fruit of the Loom briefs that once belonged to Aaron. I wonder if he ever noticed they were missing, and if he did, if he knew that I had them. I'd really like to think that he did. Aaron and Chris (but mainly Aaron) opened my eyes to such new pleasures... I hope the two of them enjoyed that one night we had together as much as I did. I've thought about them often over the years, and usually have to jack off whenever I do. Lord knows I damn near made myself raw a couple times as I wrote this account of our night together.
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History of previous submissions: House on Lora Avenue; April 17, 2006 - May 26, 2006; High School Section