Story by Larry
Part 3 of 4
It's now 10 years out of high school. I never went back to my home town not even
for a visit. I put it all out on the
table to my parents and told them you want to see me you come here you are more
than welcome. I even offered to pay for
it but I also told them they were going to have to accept my "western life
style”.
When they asked what I meant by "western life style” I
didn't hole back. I told them their son was gay. I liked men not women and that was that. No it wasn't a phase. No it wasn't a sickness, it was me. They hung up the phone and never called
again. That was about 4 years ago. I have to be true to me. Like a friend told me they are your parents
and you are not going to change them but you have to be true to yourself after
all they aren't going to be around forever and what are you going to do live a
lie till their gone?
He was right and I think I've been doing pretty good for
myself. I carried a 4.0 average all
through college and was offered a very prestigious job right after
graduation. I own a very nice little
house on the beach and I drive a very nice convertible. I'm 28 years old and accomplished all
this. I think that's pretty good. My friend said it was drive to show the
family what I can do without them. Maybe
it is but right now I’m enjoying life.
Strangely enough I was at work the other day and got a phone
call. It was a voice from the past. It was Ronnie from back in high school. He was still in our home town and working but
wanted to know if it was ok to come and visit.
Said he had to get away from all that went along with a small town even
if just for a week. I was thrilled and
we arranged for him to come out in a few weeks.
I arranged to take vacation so we could spend as much time together as
possible.
The day came and I headed for the airport to pick up
Ronnie. He was going to take the bus and
I told him no way and sent him a plane ticket.
I guess I was hungry for some back home people. I got to the airport just before he landed so
I made it to the gate as they were getting off.
I recognized him immediately. So
did my cock. He was the most magnificent
specimen of a man I had seen since high school.
He recognized me too and walked over and we hugged before
saying anything and going to get his suit case.
I still couldn't believe how he looked.
We drove home with the top down stopping at a place to eat on the beach
that I like. He couldn't take enough of
the sites in all at once. When we got to
the house I told him to make himself comfortable and pointed to his room. The next time I saw him he was wearing a pair
of boxers and nothing else, with his cock hanging out the pants leg. I laughed and said you don't waste time. I wish he said.
I asked him what he meant.
Well, this isn't just a vacation for me.
It's to scope out a new place to live.
You see it got around town about you being gay and it got even more
unbearable after that. I asked what he
meant. It was like they were on a witch
hunt. Anyone suspected of being gay was
ridiculed. He had a girlfriend but their
relationship sucked. He said hell I got
more pleasure out of jerking off then fucking her.
A dim light was beginning to shine in my head. “Let’s shower and dress and go clubbing.” Ronnie jumped at the chance. Now there is a club right on the beach about
a mile from me so we went close. When we
walked in Ronnie's eyes couldn't focus fast enough. He eyes were darting everywhere. The light in my head was getting brighter.
I ordered drinks and proceeded to get Ronnie drunk off his
ass. Once I had succeeded I took him in
the back room. We weren't in there 2
seconds and someone had their hands down his pants. He grabbed me by the shoulder and told me
"Hey man, don't leave me". I
just told him to relax and go with it.
Whoever it was moved him to the wall and undid his pants and I could see
the outline of a head bobbing up and down on his cock. Knowing he was having a good time I went and
got another drink.
2 hours went by and Ronnie still wasn't out. I went back in and he was still against the
wall. I walked over to him and said “Hey
man, we should go. He pulled me to him
and said “I’d like to man but this guy won't let go of my cock. He insists he's going to get me hard
again. Hell I already came 3 times.” I opened my pants and pushed the guy
over. “Hey man he's shot. You want a load suck on this” and with that
shoved my cock in the guy’s mouth.
Ronnie pulled his pants up and left and I proceeded to fuck the guy’s
face who was sucking me off and give him a nice healthy load before leaving.
We got back to the car and Ronnie asked "How did you
know?" I just looked at him and
said "just a hunch". We went
home and had a few more beers and then I took Ronnie by the hand and led him to
my bedroom. He was still drunk enough he
wasn't going to argue and I had had enough to not feel guilty taking advantage
of him. I slowly undressed him and lay
him on the bed before I got undressed myself.
I lit a few candles and looked at his body in the dim light. If I was tired the site I saw made all that
fade away. I was instantly hard.
I lay on top of him and started to make love to his body
with my hands, tongue, and mouth. I
caressed him while licking and sucking him all over. I knew he was enjoying it from his body
language and motions and the sounds he was emitting. I even got his cock hard again which he said
wouldn't happen back in the bar.
I reached in the night stand and got my cock ring and
lube. He watched as I put on the cock
ring and greased up my cock. He looked
up at me with glassed over eyes and asked if my cock was still as big as in
high school. Like it would shrink. I just smiled and lifted his legs and put
them on my shoulders. I leaned in so I was
laying on top of him. He was almost bent
in half and his ass fully exposed to me.
I whispered in his ear to breath slow and deep and just relax.
"What are you doing, he asked?" I whispered in his ear again to relax that I
was going to fuck him and he would love it.
He tried to move away but in this position I pretty much had him since
he was drunk. I maneuvered my cock till
it finally lined up with his hole and then put pressure forward till I felt it
pop inside him. He stiffened and I
stopped telling him to breath in, breath out, relax, breath in, breath
out.
I could feel his ass start to loosen around my cock head and
I continued to push in. He kept
tightening up trying to keep me from pushing in but I kept telling him to relax
and soon my pubic hair was intermingling with the hair on his ass. I held it in there for a moment for him to
adjust before I started to move in and out.
He was pulling at the sheets and begging me to pull out of him but I
just kept talking to him in soothing tones and I could soon feel his ass
relaxing around my cock.
When I did I started to fuck him a little harder and
faster. I knew he was enjoying it when
his hands let go of the sheets and he reached for and grabbed me by my ass
cheeks and squeezed them and moaned that he wanted more. I was starting to
breath heavy and was already sweating all over him but managed to ask him if he
was sure. He just shook his head
yes. I let his one leg down and started
to lift his other over my head not pulling my cock out of his ass.
As I rolled him I had grabbed a pillow and was pushing it
under so that as he rolled he had the pillow under him to push his ass in the
air. Once he was on his stomach I forced
his legs open wide and propped myself up on my arms and started to fuck him
deep and hard. So hard I was bouncing
off his ass with each thrust.
All this encouragement just made me fuck him harder and
faster. My orgasm snuck up on me. Usually I get a tingling in my balls or my
shaft and then I cum. This time it was
like an explosion. When I realized what
was happening I just slammed into him and held it there so the remainder of my
load was deep inside.
When I was done cuming inside him and started to go soft I
pulled out of him and rolled onto my back next to him. When he managed to gather himself together he
looked at me and asked "So, how was I for a virgin?" Fucking fantastic I told him then I realized
what he meant and what he was doing. He
purposely came out to the west coast to see what it was like to be with a
man. Well he found out. He was just fucked by all 14 inches and maybe
then some.
He started to fade off to sleep so I just covered him and
left him just as he was. His ass was in
the air propped up on the pillow and my load inside him. I woke up during the night as he was getting
off the bed to go pee. I told him to
clinch his ass cheeks together or he was gonna have sticky legs. When he got back he lay back down on the
pillow with his ass up. “Well sir I’m
ready for load number 2” and he laughed.
I smiled. Little did
he know I was already rock hard and he was going to get fucked again like it or
not. I slowly slid into him and was met
with some resistance but now like before and suddenly he was on his knees with
his face buried in the mattress. I got
behind him and grabbed him by the hips.
So that's the way you want it I said.
I started to fuck him at a steady pace and slapped his ass from time to
time alternating sides. It didn't take
me long to give him another load and pull out.
He left his ass in the air telling me he didn't want it to
leak out. I have something for that if
you want. He said he was curious so I
got out of bed, went to my dresser and got a butt plug out of the drawer and
slowly inserted it in his ass. When I
was done I lay back down on the bed. “You
can lay down now” I told him. “That will
stay in you till someone pulls it out.”
It feels weird he said. You want
to hold those loads or not. I do he said
and rolled to face me and hugged me as he went off to sleep again.
In the morning he wouldn't let me take the plug out and was
walking naked all around the house. We
ate breakfast and then he wanted to go shopping. He said he needed some true western clothes. Still he wouldn't let me pull the plug. He tried on all sorts of pants and shorts and
bought a lot. It was torture for me because
I knew he was walking around with that butt plug and it was making me horny as
hell.
When we got home I threw him on the floor, tore his pants
literally off his body, pulled the plug out of his ass and shoved my cock
in. You did this on purpose you know and
now you are gonna get it. He grabbed his
feet and hooked his knees behind his arms and said go for it baby. “Fuck my hot hole”. I gave him his 3rd hard fucking in less than
2 days and another load. When he got up
he had no choice. My loads were running
out of his ass and he had to run for the shower.
That night I got down to some serious talking. I asked him what his intentions were and he
said for the moment to fuck and suck as much as I can and since I haven't
sucked a cock at all. Yet you will have
to show me and give me some pointers. With
that he got on his knees and took my cock in his mouth. I talked him through what I call a basic blow
job and told him the only thing to do is practice. That night we went back to the club and I set
him up in a corner of the back room. He
was on his hands and knees. Then I went
back in the bar and started to pick and choose and would go over and tell
whoever “Hey man if you are looking for some head I found out there's a newbie
learning to suck cock in the back.”
They were flocking like bees to honey. I only had to tell 3 or 4 people and the word
spread. Someone even came over to me and
told me about the newbie. When the bar
was closing Ronnie came out with some guys arm around his shoulder. He was drenched in sweat and cum. The guy came over to me with Ronnie and said “Hey
man. Did you try this guy? He can suck a mean cock” and he walked
away. I looked at Ronnie and said no I
haven't but I will and as soon as we got home I made him suck me off before I
would let him go to sleep. And he was
pretty good.
We spent the rest of the week fucking and sucking and
sunning and just enjoying ourselves. When
it came Time for Ronnie to leave I made him an offer. See if he could transfer with his job and
move out and in with me. Before I was on
the freeway on my way home my phone rang.
I'll let you know when I'm coming.
I told him to make sure he could transfer and he told me no need. He put almost every dime since school in the
bank. He had enough of a bank roll to
live on till he found work. 2 weeks
later he was back and unfortunately his parents told him the same thing. Don't
come back. I told him no worry. We were now each other’s family.
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