Legal Briefs

By Ian Kovnats ( Gaystoryman )

Copyright © 2007 ? All Rights Reserved

He sat there, reading the statement over one more time, to see if he had missed anything of importance. That was his job, one he couldn’t believe he had landed. Terry had applied at Grey & Associates for an internship when he had first started the term at University, one of the more prestigious law firms in the region. To his amazement, and that of his Law Professor, he had been accepted.

Not only that, but he would work directly with George Hanratty, considered to be one of the top criminal lawyers around. It was a hands on experience others in his class would have killed for. Terry still was in disbelief, despite this being his second month working here. He was helping prepare a case, going through the reports, statements, for anything that George could use at Trial.

It wasn’t a complicated case, some street kid had been busted for possession, and for solicitation. Why George had taken the case was a mystery to him, but not his to question. He even had posted the bail for Sean, which was very odd. Course a condition of that bail was that he had to be supervised, and George had asked Terry to take on that responsibility. It was something he hadn’t been prepared for, but it was George asking. Terry was flattered and the explanation that he was single, had his own apartment in town, made it all seem logical.

Sean was one of those kids that you automatically took a second look at. There was a look to him that made you want to know him, and he could see why some might want to know more than just his name or his likes. He was a decent looking kid, though he shouldn’t call him that. Sean was actually 20 years old, though he sure as hell didn’t look like it. He looked a damn site younger.

In fact, the prosecutor in the case had originally set the case before Juvenile, until they confirmed that Sean was in fact 20 years old. He really didn’t look like your typical 20 year old. He wasn’t what you would call beefy, nor was he emaciated either. He had smooth skin, tiny tufts of peach fuzz still adorned his innocent looking face. Sean wore his hair longish, sort of what you would expect of a teenager, more than an adult. His general appearance was thin, but you could see muscles on his biceps and thighs. Not from working out, but more of a natural state. His light blue eyes and rather bleached looking hair added to the misconception of his age.

Terry had to admit, Sean was attractive. He wished they had met under different circumstances. Hell, he was worth spending cash on, which made him grimace a little. Reading through the statements, he didn’t see any way out for him, and the way this prosecutor was going, Sean might actually be facing jail time. That wouldn’t be a pleasant experience, for someone with his looks nor his vocation.

‘I am going to do time, aren’t I?’

Terry turned around to see Sean standing at his door. He saw the sad look, wanting to ease his pain, his fear, but he didn’t know how. He couldn’t give him false hope either, but it did look bleak for him.

‘Possible, but George is the best.’

‘I know, still he isn’t a miracle worker, how long you figure?’

‘Well, he does come close to that at times. I couldn’t say how long, not really. The prosecutor seems to want a lot of time for what really should never have gotten this far. The fact you had some pot on you at the time, well, that could make it worse, least in the Judge’s eye’

‘So we talking years here? I don’t know how I’ll handle that, I mean you hear a lot of stories about what it’s like inside. Not sure I can handle that, I mean I don’t mind taking it up the ass, do it for a living so you would think it wouldn’t matter, but it does. Least I decide who gets to do it.’

Terry could see tears welling up near Sean’s eyes. He felt his heart crying for the guy, because he looked so vulnerable. He was matter of fact in how he spoke, but you could sense the fear behind the words. Sean might talk big, but in so many ways he really was still a kid, despite being 20.

‘I really don’t know Sean, I really don’t. I do know that George and I are working our butts off, maybe we can get a reduced sentence, hell George has worked miracles before, and he really does want to do his best for you. So do I.’

Sean had lowered his head but he looked up at Terry as he spoke, and a sort of semi smile crossed his face as he listened to Terry trying to cheer him up. It was a rather stimulating look, and he felt a bit guilty at thinking of that, when obviously Sean was facing such a future.

‘Thanks, I know you both are doing your best, but I could be hauled off to jail tomorrow, couldn’t I?’

‘Yes, it could happen’

‘Most likely will, won’t it?’

‘Yes’

Sean stared at Terry for several minutes. Terry found it a bit uncomfortable, looking into that innocent face, seeing the fear cross it, trouble it even. He looked so vulnerable, so helpless that it made him want to just reach out and hold him tight. To comfort him.

‘I could always just take off, right now, couldn’t I?’

‘You could, but it wouldn’t be smart. They’d find you eventually, plus, well, you would hurt George. He’s on the hook for your bail’

‘He can afford it.’

‘True, but I don’t think you’d want to hurt him. Sure he can afford to lose the cash, but he put himself out for you, not just in putting up the money, but in finding you a place to stay, as well as taking on your case to begin with. You really want to show your gratitude by running?’

Sean just stared. He felt uneasy as he watched, wondering what he could do if Sean did decide to run. He could call the cops, but that wouldn’t help any. Maybe he should call George, at home and get him to come over, or at least guide him on what to do. It was scary, as he was responsible for Sean, it was his neck also on the line and while George was pretty well bullet proof on this, he wasn’t. He had no reputation, no favours to call in like George had.

‘No, I may be a hustler, a nobody, but no, I appreciate what George has done, you too. It is just, I don’t know, I feel so scared, I don’t want to go to jail, for years. Not this way.’

He breathed a sigh of relief, as he realized that Sean did have some principles. Terry wasn’t sure what he meant totally, but he felt like things were on track. Naturally he wouldn’t get any sleep as he wasn’t stupid. Sean might simply be playing him.

‘You might not, I mean George is trying, and the Judge, I mean you just never can tell, really.’

‘Nice try, but you and I both know that the Judge isn’t going to cut a fag like me any slack, specially given the circumstances. Maybe if I was living at home or something, but a street kid? Drugs on him? No, nice try but I think it’s going to be a slam dunk for that asshole prosecutor.’

‘The odds aren’t in your favour, that’s true, but you gotta still have hope. Stranger things have happened before, honest.’

‘I know, uh, can I ask a favour? I know you have done a lot for me, you and George both.’

He didn’t know what to expect. Terry could see how sincere Sean looked, but at the back of his mind he was fairly certain it was perhaps an act. Hell, if it was him, he’d be thinking of ways to get out, to run. It might be an idea to call George no matter what, just to cover his own ass. Last thing he needed was to make a mess of this, get into trouble with the cops, because of a street hustler.

‘Sure, can’t guarantee anything, but go ahead, ask away.’

Sean walked closer into the small room. He sat down on the chair next to the small table turned into a desk. He looked into Terry’s face, his eyes probing him as he thought about what to say, about how he would ask Terry whatever it was, that was on his mind.

‘I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep much tonight, given all that might go down tomorrow. I know its going to seem odd, strange even, but I don’t want to be alone.’

Terry could feel Sean’s pain. The way he had said those words, the way his lower lip had trembled, all made him relax a little. He felt for him, something he didn’t think he would. After all, a good lawyer never got involved with his clients, or so they kept harping on at school.

‘You aren’t alone Sean, I am here, I’ll be in the next room, so you don’t have to worry, you won’t be alone.’

‘That isn’t what I mean Terry.’

The use of his first name made him stare harder at Sean. There was something in the eyes, beyond fear, beyond trepidation about what lay ahead. He couldn’t be sure what it was, but inside he felt strangely elated at having Sean call him by his first name. It had always been Mister this or that, never just Terry.

‘What is it that you do mean then, Sean?’

The smile he got in using his name gave him a bit of a start. It made his heart pound just a little faster as he waited for Sean to explain what it was he wanted.

‘You know what I do, right?’

‘Yes, kind of hard not to know that.’

‘Does it bother you? Me being a hustler?’

‘No, should it?’

‘Some get uptight by it.’

‘I suppose, but it doesn’t matter to me.’

‘You know, being a Hustler is just about sex, some guy hands you some cash, place to crash, whatever, and you give him back some sex. It’s never really anything more, just letting some nameless guy get off on your body.’

‘I can see that.’

‘If I have to go inside, I’d like to at least have something else to remember, to hold onto instead of knowing my last time having sex on the outside was with a fucking cop.’

‘I am not following you, what is it you want?’

‘I want to have sex with you, but not for any other reason, than two guys who like each other. I think you like me, I know I like you, so, I was wondering if… you know, you would make love to me, hold me, like I was maybe a boyfriend or something?’

Terry was stunned. He did like Sean, and he would love to hold him, to caress his body and kiss him while making love to him. Then it hit him, and his face grew very stern. He stared at Sean as he played the words over again in his head.

‘Did you say, your last time was with a cop? The cop who busted you? You had sex with him?’

‘Yeah, he blew me, and I blew him, but why does that matter? I just want to…’

‘It matters, it matters because he isn’t allowed to actually have sex with you. Can you prove you had sex with him? I mean does he have any marks around his dick? Anything that could only be known to you by you having seen him naked? Think Sean.’

‘He’s got a birthmark, does that help?’

‘Where?’

‘Under his pubes, you can barely see it, unless your nose is pressed right up to it, he’s got a rather heavy bit of hair there, but if you stare at it, you can see it. Sort of looks like an odd shaped star.’

He grabbed Sean’s statement again, and read the small blurb that he had missed fully understanding. It was perfect, Sean had said that it was after he had sex, and like an idiot he had assumed that it meant after he had been with another John, not associating it with meaning that it was after being with the undercover policeman.

Terry reached out and dialled George’s home number. He quickly began to ramble on, detailing all that Sean had told him, reading his Sean’s statement as well. He was smiling as he hung up the phone, feeling rather satisfied. It was the break they needed, and the way George sounded on hearing the news, well he wouldn’t want to be in the cop’s shoes right now. George had told him to wait by his phone, and as he turned to face Sean, he suddenly felt deflated. This would end his chance at making love to him.

He began to pace, as time clicked on. Sean seemed nervous too, as they both kept watching the clock, then looking over to the phone. It kept silent, adding to their nervousness. He didn’t know what to say, after he had explained things to Sean. Still, he felt rather dejected. Terry was fairly certain that the case would be thrown out, and with that knowledge he knew that Sean would have no need of his love making prowess. After all, he wouldn’t be going inside after all. Least it was what he believed, and knowing George, it would be hard for anyone to incarcerate Sean with the facts they had. Be hard for the Police Officer to deny it as well.

He could still claim no sex, but given where his birthmark was located, be rather hard to explain how Sean knew about it if the office hadn’t at least been undressed, exposed to Sean. That would be where he’d get nailed, and no Judge could accept such a bogus explanation. It was really a slam dunk and he knew it, elated and yet dejected.

The phone ringing brought them both to their feet. Terry stared at the phone, hesitant at first. Looking over at Sean he smiled as he picked up the phone and listened. His smile grew larger as he heard the words, and in hanging up he turned to tell Sean that he was a free man.

The cop had taken a bit to break, but eventually had confessed that yes, he did have sex before busting Sean. The prosecutor was livid, and there was little doubt that he would be going after the policeman. In the meantime, he had given in and withdrew all charges against Sean, for fear of having an entrapment case landed on him. So the minor pot charge was also wiped out, and Sean was free. There would be some formalities before a judge in the morning, but it was over.

Sean was relived and after a brief hugging session, he stood back and just smiled at Terry. Terry enjoyed the gaze, felt his own body reacting, as he sat down, feeling a strange rush inside. The thrill of winning out, against the odds only made him happy at his choice of professions.

‘You aren’t like most.’

‘Huh? What do you mean Sean?’

‘You were going to do me that favour, weren’t you?’

‘We don’t have to worry about that now. You aren’t going inside.’

‘You were, weren’t you?’

‘Okay, yes, I would have.’

‘You still want to?’

‘Sean, sure, yes I’d enjoy making love to you, but tomorrow is just a formality now, you aren’t going to Jail’

‘I know, thing is, I kind of want to.’

‘Why? I mean… there isn’t any…’

‘You didn’t have to tell me right away, you do like me, otherwise you could have had your piece, then come up with all this, that you didn’t, well, kind of makes me want you even more than before.’

‘You wanted me?’

‘Yes.’

Before he could answer, or wipe away the look of disbelief off his face, Sean was up and on his lap. He was kissing him hard on the mouth, taking him by total surprise. He didn’t resist as Sean stuck his tongue hard into his mouth, licking him and tasting him at the same time. Terry felt the hands running up and down his body, pushing against him, wanting him in a way he had never felt before.

Somehow he felt his shirt being opened, as the hands now roamed across his bare chest. He felt the fingers pinch his erect nipples, making him moan while he was still kissing Sean. The press of their lips and the way Sean’s tongue was licking him, he couldn’t summon up any strength to resist. It was too powerful and he found himself standing up, clutching at Sean’s slender body. His own hands were now pressing at Sean’s body, ripping at his own shirt, to feel the warm flesh beneath.

Sean was panting a little as they stumbled down to the floor. There was no time to think, as Sean continued to lick at him. He bit Terry’s lower lip, then his chin, then worked his way down the neck. His hands were pulling until Terry felt his pants pop open, his groin aching as Sean’s hands were inside the pants, pushing at his aroused cock. It was almost like being devoured by an animal, the feelings were so intense.

He felt himself stretching out on the floor, Sean on top of him, wanting him badly. He wanted Sean just as badly, as he groaned his pleasure. His hands were tearing at Sean’s clothes, that were finally being discarded. The pants had somehow been opened, and he could feel the hard throbbing cock, just as Sean was feeling his while kissing his chest, biting at his nipples.

Terry felt himself being carried away, as Sean’s hand were tugging at the shorts, then the kissing stopped. He felt out of breath as Sean yanked his shorts off of his trembling body. He heard the sound of Sean’s own clothes being tossed away, and then he felt the hot flesh of the young man on top of him. He could feel the pressing firmness of Sean’s erect cock as it stuck into his soft belly, while Sean straddled him.

He cried out a little as Sean bent down and bit his nipple, pulling back on it then releasing it. His head moved down and he felt the tongue licking at the firm flesh, then a hand gripped his cock, and began to fondle it roughly. He felt it being stroked, moaning his pleasure as Sean seemed unstoppable.

He felt his body shift, his legs suddenly flung upwards into the air, then resting on top of Sean’s shoulders. He looked up to see the glazed look in Sean’s blue eyes. The hair was askew, draped over the shoulder and his ankle, as Sean looked up at him. The smile on his face was all he needed, as he felt Sean suddenly slide a finger down between his cheeks. The tip was circling his hole, then suddenly was buried deep inside. He grunted his surprise, and then felt Sean’s weight grow on top of him.

Terry’s legs were being forced back to his torso, as he now felt the hard press of the throbbing cock itself. As he felt it slide down the valley of his ass, he could tell that it was covered in a condom. He had no recollection of how or when Sean had the time to put one on, but it made his muscles relax, knowing it would be safe. His own hands were up, holding and caressing Sean’s arms, as the long strands of hair suddenly scraped across his chest.

Opening his eyes he stared right into Sean’s face, saw the lust, but also the affection. It was as if Sean was in overdrive, as his one hand guided his cock down to wedge itself up against Terry’s aching hole. He just smiled up at Sean, who then plunged the hard cock inside.

He cried out, enjoying the sudden pain, feeling it as it rolled up and down his spine. Terry felt his head twist and turn from side to side as Sean’s throbbing cock impaled itself deep inside. He felt it begin to pull out, then groaned as it was rammed back inside. The thrusting motion was relentless, as Sean’s body became a jack hammer. It pounded him mercilessly, as they both groaned their pleasure. He didn’t think he could handle more, as his body was bathed in his and Sean’s sweat. The long hair was flaying his upper body with each hard thrust. Sean was holding his legs up and apart. His firm grasp of the ankles making Terry wince, as he felt the hard cock pound him.

His own cock was swaying, then he felt his balls slapping upwards. Terry couldn’t hold out any longer, as his cock reared back, then began to spurt its cum out all across Sean’s heaving chest. He could hear it hit, and looking up he saw the last of his cum hit Sean’s stomach. The image of his cum dripping down off only made him cry out more.

It made Sean go faster. As Terry shot his load Sean began to gyrate and twist his hips. He flung his own head back and suddenly Terry’s legs were let go. As they fell to the floor, Sean moved in closer, ripping the condom off and began to pump his cock. His hand looked like nothing but a blur as it stroked the huge cock, and then Sean cried out, His  face was constricted, his head leaning back as his torso shot forward.

Terry watched as the cum came flying out at him. He stared in wonder as he watched heavy gobs of cum splatter against his own body. He flinched with each jolt, staring in awe at the streaming ejaculation. Sean was panting, his chest heaving as the last drops dribbled down and then Terry felt it, as Sean leaned forward, wiping his empty cock along Terry’s still trembling belly.

Sean collapsed on top, and Terry reached out, to caress the young man’s head. The hair was matted from sweat as he ran his hand down the back of it. Sean looked up and lifted his face towards Terry, who leaned downwards.

Their lips touched briefly as they lay there. Both panting as their bodies struggled to regain their composure. Sean seemed to recover first, and slowly stood up. He glanced down at Terry and held out his hand as he spoke.

‘Your turn, but let’s use the bed’

Terry smiled, as he took the offered hand, and they headed towards the bedroom for his turn.

It Was That Big

By Ian Kovnats ( Gaystoryman )

Copyright © 2007 ? All Rights Reserved

Deke opened first one eye, then another as the sun kept burning into his face. He struggled to ignore the bright light that was beaming in, but the sudden ache in his ass, the urge that came to him, made him toss the sheet off and run to his bathroom. He was awake, sort of, as he quickly made his way to the toilet, making it just in time.

He had heard about this after effect, still it was strange to actually be experiencing it, as he felt like his whole insides were suddenly pouring out of him. Shaking a little, he also recalled just how he had gotten into this predicament, and smiled. No doubt, it was still worth it, as he sat there, remembering the fear that first came to him when he unveiled that monster, that made him scream, made him cry out, as well as made him feel totally stuffed.

Oh he had seen pictures of such monsters before, never quite believing that any real person ever carried one of them, until he had met Tony. Gawd, looking at him, you would never expect him to have such a huge cock, but when it popped out, you couldn’t argue with what you saw. Tony was huge, and not even hard at that moment, it only got larger as he played with it, tasting it and just watching it grow.

The idea of taking that huge monster up his ass, well it obviously was on Tony’s mind, though he really was too frightened to think of it, least at first. After awhile, well he found that the idea, was rather growing on him. Tony was good, the way he kept teasing him every now and then, licking him and running his fingers up and down between his ass cheeks. He’d whisper to him how he could really make him feel satisfied, that it would be a ride he’d never forget.

Give Tony credit, he obviously had been down this road before. He knew exactly what to say, what to do, to put him at ease. Tony was one of those you just couldn’t help but want. He had the looks, the voice to match, that just made you weak at the knees. Course the extra shots of vodka shooters didn’t hurt in building that feeling either. Deke wondered, just how many did he have at the bar, before agreeing to take Tony home with him? Was it seven or seventeen? He had no recollection of that, as he wash to taken with the fact that Tony was even drinking with him, never mind actually sitting with him.

Hell having Tony take him out to the dance floor was almost enough to make him cream his jeans. Specially as it was a slow dance. Looking back on that, he was certain that it was what tipped the balance, that made him eager to take Tony home with him. The closeness, the smell of his cologne alone made him hard, and Tony seemed to notice.

The way he would push his hips in more, grind them a little even as they danced. How it felt to have Tony’s head on his shoulder, his hands around him, touching him. It all made him sort of swoon a bit, and yeah, Tony’s own bulging basket crushing into his, well it was what heaven must be about, or so he had thought at the time. Still did actually because when Tony suggested they leave the bar, and go to Deke’s place, he couldn’t contain his glee.

Deke didn’t think he was ugly or anything, but certainly no player like Tony. He might have a good body, least one that wasn’t too thin where his ribs showed every time he took a breathe. Still, to have an Adonis like Tony pay him such attention, then want to go home with him, well that was like an impossible dream suddenly coming true.

Maybe it was all those years in High School that made him feel like that. Okay he had some experiences, mostly good too, but nothing like being able to score with someone as attractive as Tony was. Deke thought he was a good sex partner, and oral sex was something he enjoyed. He liked sucking on a cock, tasting it, yet most of his partners hadn’t wanted more from him. Oh sure, they didn’t mind rolling over, taking his cock, but in returning the favour, well that was different.

He could count on one hand the number of times that he had been taken that way. Most of them coming his first year at community college. And yet it was something he rather craved, though in all honesty that first penetrating thrust would always make him wish he hadn’t quite gotten his way. Deke didn’t get off on pain, and the way a few of his partners had done it, well he didn’t exactly call them back for seconds.

Sitting there, recalling each one of those few times when he had been granted his desire, he grimaced. Frankly, none of them had been stellar performances, but last night, now that was definitely different. While he still felt the pain, the dull ache of that first slow penetration by Tony, he felt rather proud of having the guts to have actually gone through with it, even though right now it seemed his entire insides were being flushed down the toilet.

Man, it still hurt, though not as much as last night. Though Tony was right, it did get easier, as his insides adjusted to the huge cock that was stretching him. The fullness he had felt, was something he had never felt before. It was good, and bad, but certainly more good than bad. Yet the whole experience, it made him think about weird stuff too.

Like would he be permanently stretched so any ordinary dick would never feel as good as when he had some monster inside of him?

Those kind of things had popped into his mind as Tony had slowly worked his ass over. Standing up now, he could feel those fingers, the way Tony would roll them inside of him, twist them and dig them deep inside of him.

It had been pleasing at first, as Tony knew his stuff. He wasn’t just a cute blonde bitch, but an experienced one. Worse for Deke, was that while he was 21, Tony was just 20. Man he had so much more experience, but then he had the looks. That obviously was part of it, but he also had the equipment to match the hot looks.

Washing up, Deke stared at himself in the mirror. He could see the bags under the eyes, and he was a little bit pasty looking, but then he hadn’t gotten much sleep. Then too, as he stood up to turn on the shower, he felt that ache inside. It still felt odd, and he realized that his walking was a bit gingerly. His ass hurt, and his recent outpouring, well it hadn’t helped that open feeling he had.

Still, it had been his choice, and he had plenty of chances to stop Tony too. One more little trick that Tony was good at. It was in making him feel like he was in charge, though he wasn’t. Thinking about it now, he rather doubted that Tony would have stopped working his dick into his ass, if he had asked. He was on a mission, or so it seemed in the cold light of day. That mission, to get off inside of Deke.

Everything he did last night, well it was designed to make him want it, to not wimp out. Kind of felt proud at that, as he turned the shower on, the dull jab of pain in his lower back reminding him to make the water just a tad warmer than normal. A good warm spray, then maybe a soak afterwards, would help dull that throbbing ache a bit more. It would also help if he decided to do something about that boner he was sporting.

Thinking about Tony, at how he had worked his ass, first with the fingers, then his mouth, then the fingers, and more tongue action, well no wonder he had a hard on. Tony was good, no doubt on that score. The way he would touch him, make him squirm just by the soft press of his lips on his flesh. Man it made him tingle now, just thinking of it.

He had to admit, when he first saw Tony’s cock, he had whistled. He had also told himself that no way was he going to let Tony get that monster dick near his ass. Like that worked real good, he thought as he stepped into the shower, to let the warm spray soak the ache out of him. The size of Tony’s cock still made him tremble a little, out of fear.

Okay, so he had taken it, but damn that was an experience he wasn’t so sure he wanted to have again. Everything leading up to that, well that was another story. He really did enjoy the attention Tony paid to him. The way he rubbed his belly, kissing him on the chin and around his nipples. The soft words that he whispered to him, the way suddenly he would feel the fingers lightly moving down between his cheeks. The way the tips would gently tease his hole, circling and caressing it. The tips lightly pushing inwards, first one then another, but never making him feel uncomfortable.

As the warm water did its magic, he felt himself thinking more and more that maybe a second experience might not be such a bad idea. Even if it meant taking that monster cock again. The way Tony made him want it, still surprised him. He actually had begged him to do it, and he shook his head.

Even now, feeling as he did, he knew he’d be begging Tony to plough him again, if he had the chance. To feel his hot breathe on his cheeks, to feel the raspy tongue as it played with his hole. To experience the sharp jab as he slipped one then two fingers into his hole, to slowly move inside, twisting as they dug deeper. It all came back to him as he realized that he had been truly set up.

The way Tony had told him all those compliments. About how he had such a nice firm ass, how he had tasted so good and that he just wanted to return the favour. That he wanted to make Deke feel as pleased as he was. Man to have fallen for that, to have given in to the strange urges in his body, was stupid. It wasn’t like he hadn’t used some of those very same lines, when he wanted to fuck a guy he was with, so how the hell had he fallen for it?

Tony was just damn more believable at it. The way he would kiss his cheeks, as his fingers stretched him and twisted inside. The way he would roll the edge of his tongue up to stick it inside of him, then unroll it, making him moan constantly. His entire body had shook, as Tony had licked his hole. The way he had buried his entire face between his cheeks, tasting him and making him moan was still unbelievable.

The way he would suddenly climb up his back, to nibble at his ears, while whispering how much he wanted Deke. At the same time his hand was between his cheeks, his fingers probing him, digging into him, and each time he would speak, say he wanted him, the fingers would push in hard, making him grunt, making him feel special too.

It was a good tactic, and it wasn’t long that he was begging him, saying to Tony to fill him, to let him take it all. He still could hear his own words, as he told Tony he wanted to feel it all, to feel the throbbing flesh buried inside so he could taste it from deep within him. Gawd, he had sounded like some wusse, the way he had begged, urging Tony to do it, to push it in, no matter what.

Even when he felt the head sliding down his cheeks, he hadn’t stopped or reconsidered what he was asking for. His mouth was parroting the desire from his body, his mind blank as he felt the hard firm head pushing up against his very tiny hole. Nothing seemed to register, as Tony was whispering in his ear, asking him if he was certain, telling him he would be gentle, that he really did want to fill him, to let him feel him inside.

It was perfectly said, and he had fallen for it. Crying out yes a thousand times, begging with such force, that he still couldn’t believe it now.

The pain he felt, when that huge cock head had spread his hole, had dug its way past the little opening was indescribable to him. It had made the air leave his body, the pain was that intense. Still, something about it made him not scream out. Despite every nerve in his body wanting to, he bit the pillow as he felt the press of the cock growing, slowly and painfully pushing his hole open.

Just when he thought he couldn’t take anymore, it suddenly went away. Tony pulled back and then was once more kissing his bum, licking at his flesh, and tasting his hole. He moaned, as the pain was gone, replaced by the gentle press of lips around the hole. It didn’t last long, as Tony once more began to press his cock against his hole. He felt it, felt the hole once more struggling to open as wide as it needed to.

He cried out as once more the air in his body was forced out. The thick head was once more wedged tightly into his hole, making his nerves scream out in agony. Yet it was easier this time, it was not quite as bad, and while he continued to bite the pillow, he could hear himself begging. He had to have been sick, to be feeling all that pain, yet urging Tony on. The soft words in his ear, only made him beg harder. He truly did want it, and then he felt it, the push that made him quiver and cry out.

Tony was inside of him, as he felt the searing pain lancing up his entire body. His legs were twitching, and he was desperately trying to push them open more, to let that monster cock inside. Tony was grunting, and telling him how good his ass felt. He was crying out a bit, calling Deke ‘baby’ and other endearments, as he slowly worked his cock inside more. It was as if he really was enjoying it, and no way did Deke want change that, no matter how much it was hurting him. His eyes were filled with his tears, as he felt the fullness inside of his ass.

It made him squirm, as he tried to will his body to spread open more, to make the passage of the throbbing cock easier. It was throbbing too, he could feel it pulse along his insides. Every push inside, make him grip the sheets, twist them under his fists as he tried not to show his pain. Still, something was making him moan, cry for more even though in his mind he wished it to end. He was still begging for more as Tony obliged. The thick pole was slowly moving insides, splitting his body into two, or so it felt. He was totally impaled on that throbbing cock, feeling it grow inside of him, feeling it move in more and more. The head was burning hot, as it ploughed ahead, ever so slowly. His nerves were screaming, tingling in ways he never had felt before.

His body was jerking too, his legs twitching as if they had a life of their own. His arms were numb and his knuckles were white from being clenched so tightly. Yet all the time, Tony kept crying out, kept telling him how good he was feeling. Deke couldn’t stop him, even though he wanted to, as tears were now rolling down his face. He hurt, but it was not as painful as it had first been, his body was becoming used to the sensations inside.

That changed the instant Tony began to rock him, to pull his cock out and then shove it back inside. It started off very slowly, making him cry out. He had no idea how long it took, before the slow thrusting motion began to get faster. With each new thrust, Tony would twist a little, turn just enough to make the cock inside do a strange dance. It would bang up and push the velvet lining even further, making Deke moan loudly.

Sweat from Tony’s forehead was splattering across Deke’s back, and he felt it sting even. His body was so tense, as the thrusting became faster, making him pant as he took it. He was whimpering, crying out even as the throbbing pole pounded into him. It was making him squirm too, making the pumping action take new twists, new turns inside of him. He legs were numb, his toes curling outwards, and he was having trouble breathing, as he felt the huge cock filling his rectum.

It was a warm feeling, a satisfying feeling really though at the time it didn’t feel that way. It did now, even as he aimed the shower spray at his butt. The hand held unit was on fine spray as he let the warm water course down his cheeks, remembering how full it had felt, with Tony inside. The pumping motion making the bed shake, even squeak. The way he was driven, he was surprised that the cock didn’t push up into his throat.

The loud cry that echoed in the room had startled him. Tony had let out such a cry, that Deke was sure his neighbours would hear, but even as he heard the noise, he felt the cock rearing back, then pushing forward so hard, that he also cried out. His whole body was shaking as the cock inside began to stream. Deke could feel the hot cum coming out from the head, captured by the thin film of the condom. Still, he felt it, he was certain as it pushed up against the condom, then slid down the hard shaft. He felt the muscle inside twitching, banging his insides and it seemed like it would never stop.

Deke had felt Tony shake, felt his whole body quiver as his cock shot its load while still inside. He felt his own muscles closing around the thick shaft, squeezing it tightly as the pole throbbed. It was as if his body didn’t want to let go, as it held it tightly deep inside. The cries eventually calmed down, and he felt the cooling sweat on his back, as the cock inside was slowly being pulled out. He felt like he didn’t want it to, crying out ‘no, not yet, no’ but Tony didn’t listen.

As the cock was taken out, Tony let himself collapse, his weight crushing Deke hard into the bed. He could still feel the cock, as it was pressed into his inner thigh. He felt himself shift a little, as he still wanted it, to still have it inside, despite all the pain he had felt. As he lay there, panting, listening to Tony pant, he felt empty. He felt like something was missing, and he knew it was Tony’s cock. He still wanted it inside, but it was over.

Deke shook his head, realizing that he was stroking his cock, while remembering that moment. The sound of his phone ringing broke the moment, as he quickly moved out of the shower, to answer it before whoever hung up. Grabbing the phone, dripping on his carpet, he heard Tony’s voice. Deke’s entire body was tingling as he listened to Tony talking to him, a smile growing on his face, as he realized he would get another opportunity to experience that monster cock. After all it really was that big.

First Time Jitters

By Ian Kovnats ( Gaystoryman )

Copyright © 2007 ? All Rights Reserved

He was nervous. Jerry couldn’t help it as he looked down at the shelf, seeing all the different types of Condoms . Some were lubricated, some had something called spermacide included, others were labelled as being thin, transparent, sensual, ribbed and a host of other terms he found perplexing. He should know more, given he was 18, but he had led a sheltered life. Hell, sex had never been a topic in his house, and his parents had never sat him down and given him the ‘sex talk’ that others seemed to have found funny. Jerry wished he had gotten that talk, maybe it would be easier.

Even school had been less than honest. Okay, he had taken sex education classes, heard all about how he should not have sex until he was married, which would be rather hard. He liked guys, not girls and where he lived, no way could he get married, even if he wanted to. It was something he had wanted to ask, but then if he had, he’d have a lot of explaining to do, so he kept silent. Now he wished he had asked, though in all honesty he was glad he hadn’t.

He’d seen how the kids reacted to someone they thought was his way. The taunts, the catcalls, and worse. One of his classmates had shown up all battered and bruised. No one spoke to him, but you could see he was pretty bruised. The rumour was that his dad had found out about him, had heard the stories and had wailed on him. Most in school didn’t seem to care, and it was shortly after that Mark just stopped coming to school. No one knew what had happened, or if they did, they weren’t saying.

Jerry had kept under their radar, thankfully. Part of that was due to his father. He was after all the local Pastor, and no one suspected him of being that way. They figured he just had to be good, given who his dad was. Truth was, he was too damned scared to even think about reaching out to someone, though he wished he had.

That all was changed now. Here he was, thousands of miles away from home, living for the first time away from all he had grown up with. The language alone had taken him weeks to get used to. The way the others in his dorm spoke, made him blush at first, but he was now sort of used to it.

While the swearing had been an eye opener, the frank open talk about sex had floored him. He couldn’t believe half of what the others said, and yet they all seemed so open, so common about it, that it had to be true. If it was, then he had to be the only virgin in the entire College, and these were good Christian kids. After all, his parents wouldn’t send him to one of those so called ‘perverted places’ as they referred to the state run universities. Still, these kids were all brought up like him, in a family that supposedly didn’t go for sex before marriage, but most seemed to have been having sex for years.

It was perplexing, but he had no one to talk to, to ask questions of. He was a small fish in a huge ocean as he ate, slept, and did his studies alone. The group seemed to just swirl around him, ignoring him as if he wasn’t even there. That made it seem worse, but he tried to not let it get to him. It was scary enough just being in this place, let alone trying to fit in with the others. They were his age, yet seemed so much older as they talked about things he hadn’t a clue about.

It made his trip here all the more confusing. He still didn’t know why he was here, why he was even looking at Condoms . It wasn’t like he would be using any, least not the way he was acting. Though he had his dreams, his fantasies about some. Those had always been with him, but he had never dared act on any. He doubted he could, though he had to admit, he’d like to try. But with whom?

There had been the trips to the local swimming hole when he had been in High School. He had found himself hanging out there a lot in his Senior Year, enjoying the rough housing but more than that, enjoying the hard lumps most of his friends were sporting. He knew what those were, and it always amazed him at how so many always seemed to have them. It confused him, because there rarely were any girls at the swimming hole, yet most of his friends always seem excited. Least that was how he referred to it.

Seeing his friends in swim shorts, bare chested always made him blush, because it excited him. When it first began, he had no idea what it meant, though he guessed later on. It was wrong, or so his teachers always said, his parents too. Yet if it was so wrong, he wondered why his body did it? Surely his mind was stronger than some animal instinct, but obviously not. For a long time he felt like he was doing something wrong, but the more time he spent at the swimming hole, the more he began to understand that others were just as excited. They all couldn’t be perverts, could they?

Now he knew what it was, that it was natural. Yet for him, it wasn’t seeing the girls that made him get that way. It was staring at the others, the guys, that got him feeling that way. He knew it was nothing he could prevent, it was his own natural way, that maybe wasn’t the majority’s way, but it wasn’t wrong either. That was something College life had already taught him. He no longer felt so guilty about seeing a good looking male, and having his body react.

Still, as he fumbled around the shelf, picking up condom packages and reading the box, he didn’t quite understand why he had come here. Maybe it was simply that he had been walking down the street, following that long haired skate boarder. The way the guy would lean and twist around while pushing himself along on top of his skateboard had given him one of those feelings.

The young man seemed to not notice him, but he had noticed the guy. The way he would lean at times, his bum filling out those loose pants. Just the way they seemed to grow firm and all, had made him feel warm all over. Then the way his body would lean to one side, would make him wonder about what he looked like without the baggy clothes. Was he skinny with his ribs sticking out or was he fully developed?

He also wondered about other things, but he couldn’t see the front and the guy had stopped by the drugstore. He had kicked the board up and grabbed it, then walked inside. Jerry had followed him and watched as he had gone straight to this area, picked up something and headed to the cashier. Jerry noticed the box, and as the young man paid for it, and walked past him to exit, he saw him stare at him. The guy nodded, as if they knew each other, and even smiled. Somehow, that small smile, that little friendly gesture had made his body shake. He could feel the ache in his crotch, and while he smiled back, he wished he could just say something.

His eyes had moved from the young man’s face, and he saw the flat package. If the skate boarder was excited, he didn’t show it, least not in those pants. He felt a little disappointed but now found himself at the same part of the store, checking out the various Condoms .

‘Need any help?’

The voice startled him as he turned around to stare into a familiar face. It was one of the guys he had seen in his dorm common room. Jerry could feel his face starting to blush, as he tried to figure out what to say. This guy was a friend of his roommate, and he didn’t need to start any gossip. Christ, what if he had seen him staring at the skateboarder? Sweat was beading up on his forehead, and his palms were sticky as he wiped one hand on his pant leg.

‘Uh no, no thanks, just looking.’

‘Got a hot date later?’

‘Huh? Oh, no, no, just uh checking the prices out’

The man smiled, which only made Jerry more nervous. It was one of those ‘knowing’ type smiles, where the other person thought they knew what was going on, but didn’t. Strange though, he found him rather attractive, the way his blonde hair hung across his forehead, the long eye lashes fluttering a bit.

‘Your Jerry aren’t you?’

‘Yes,’

‘Thought I recognized you, I am Matt, I know Steve, he bunks with you, right?’

‘Steve, yeah he does.’

He was petrified at being discovered here. Yet at the same time he couldn’t help but look, it was as if his eyes had a will of their own. A quick glance down and he saw the little bulge, which got his heart pounding faster. He was already uncomfortable at being discovered, not it was compounded by what he saw. He quickly averted his gaze, not sure what to do.

‘Steve says your father is a Preacher in your town, that right?’

Panic was tearing at him. He didn’t know what to do, or what to say. It was odd that this guy even knew his name, let alone who is father was. It was even more upsetting to know that his roommate had talked about him. He thought no one noticed him, specially Steve. Though he had to admit, he rather liked having a roommate, even if he did snore.

‘Huh? Uh, yes, yes he is, why?’

‘Just curious, seen you around, but you never join in the bull sessions, we too boring for you?’

“No, no not at all, I uh, I mean I didn’t think I should uh, I uh…’

‘Didn’t think we’d let you in?’

‘I guess, yeah, sort of.’

‘It isn’t that way at all, everyone is welcome, maybe you’ll join us one of these times?’

It was like a gift from heaven. Maybe he wasn’t a pariah, as he had thought. Jerry also felt relieved. Matt obviously hadn’t seen him checking his package out, and he smiled to himself. He was good at picking up the terms, he thought.

‘Thanks, sure I’ll do that.’

‘Great, well I have to get back to work, sure there is nothing I can help you with?’

Jerry nodded no, afraid to say what was really on his mind. He did want help, but he doubted that Matt would give it to him, though he might give him some answers to a few burning questions he had. Then again, he didn’t want to come across as a complete idiot either. So he passed on saying anything more, afraid to trust himself to not just blurt stuff out. He worried a lot about that.

As Matt just grinned, and turned to head back to the cash counter, Jerry couldn’t help but notice his firm butt. The way they filled out the jeans so perfectly made him lick his lips. The way they were shaped, the way they moved side to side as Matt walked had interested him, in the way he was sort of getting used to.

Steve, his roommate was always walking around in a state of undress. Jerry hated that, and yet loved it too. Problem was it always got him excited, because Steve also had a nice rear end. Specially when he had nothing but those tight fitting white semi boxer shorts on. He wished he could see more, but what he saw was enough to always get his own dick hard. Though in all honesty, he rather thought Matt’s butt was nicer.

Suddenly he realized he wasn’t alone anymore. He looked up and there was Matt, once more standing in front of him. Jerry couldn’t help himself, as he looked at Matt’s front, seeing the bulge was a bit more pronounced than before. His eyes moved up towards Matt’s face, and saw he had a small little grin curling across his lips. They were thin and pale, but matched the rest of Matt’s lean angular look. The hair was still hanging down, over one eye. He also realized how piercing those eyes were, as they were fixed intently on him. Jerry felt himself squirm a bit, unsure if Matt had seen him look, there.

‘I gotta ask you something, hope you don’t mind’

Jerry felt himself breaking out in a cold sweat. What could Matt need to ask him? Had he tipped him off? Did he guess that maybe Jerry was into guys, and was about to ask? Would he answer, could he?

‘Sure, uh, what?’

‘How do you put up with Steve’s snoring?’

He hadn’t expected that one. Relief filled his mind, as he relaxed a little. He had dodged another awkward moment, he thought until he began to wonder. How did Matt know Steve snored?

‘I don’t know, I uh, I guess I just ignore it.’

‘Lucky, I can’t. I mean you don’t get the full force I suppose, but when he’s right next to you, it sure can keep you awake.’

‘I uh, I guess it would, I uh…’

‘Don’t sweat it, didn’t mean to imply you were sleeping with each other, besides, I’d know if he was.’

‘I uh, I mean, no, no we aren’t, nothing like that, I uh…’

Matt stared at him, as he stuttered and he looked down. He couldn’t help himself, he was certain that Matt had figured it out, knew that he had thought about Steve, and that maybe, though no, he couldn’t know what he was thinking, could he? Jerry glanced up to see the small smile gone, instead the eyes were staring right at him, moving up and down his shaking body. Least he thought he was shaking, as he felt like a deer caught in a pair of headlights at midnight.

‘You don’t have a hot date, do you?’

‘No’

‘You have never used a condom, have you?’

‘No’

Matt just looked at him. Jerry felt like such a child, being 18 didn’t seem to matter. He was a virgin, and that part of his secret was out now. The rest in his dorm would know it soon enough, and he could only imagine the taunts, the teasing he would endure now.

‘Uh, you had any kind of sex? I mean, anything, groping, kissing, anything like that?’

‘no’

‘shit… sorry, uh, you jerk off even?’

Jerry looked up at Matt, and saw a strange look of confusion, along with compassion. It wasn’t something he had ever seen in someone before, least not when they were talking about guys like him, virgins that is.

‘sort of, sometimes.’

Matt stared at Jerry, his eyes boring in and then suddenly he reached out and grabbed a box of Ramses Condoms . He handed them to Jerry, looked at his watch and told him to wait. He’d be off in ten minutes, and Jerry was to wait for him outside, after he paid for the Condoms .

Jerry didn’t know what to say, but he complied, feeling totally deflated. His secret was out, and it would only be a matter of time before the rest of his secret would be making the rounds around the dorm, then the entire school until eventually he’d get that call from his father or more than likely his mother. He knew his father would never speak to him, once he found out.

Time flew as he contemplated his life, his despair. Matt was out on time and he more or less followed behind him as they headed back to the University. He felt like he was going to be paraded around the dorm, as they made their way up to his floor, then to his dorm room.

Matt walked in, and Steve was sitting at his desk. Jerry walked over and sat on his bed, afraid to look at Steve, or at Matt. He heard them talking, felt Steve looking over at him, and he knew, it was beginning. The story wouldn’t take long now, to go through the whole floor, then the building. He could hear them talking about him, the whispers, the finger pointing. Tears were welling up as Matt’s feet suddenly appeared in front of him. He looked up and Steve was standing next to Matt, his face not showing anger, not even amusement, just sort blank, sort of.

‘What goes on here, it stays in here, right Steve?’

‘right’

‘Jerry?’

‘I don’t.. uh.. yes, yes it stays between us’

‘okay, so you ever watched any porn? You know, sex videos?’

‘Me? No, nothing like that, I have seen the covers in some stores, but never had the nerve to uh.. you know.’

‘Magazines?’

‘One or two, why?’

Matt turned and looked at Steve. Their eyes met and Steve just nodded, taking his lead from Matt.

‘First time I ever saw two guys doing it was back in camp. It seemed funny at the time, but it turned me on, you know? Got me hard. You ever get that way? I mean when you see Steve walk around in his shorts, that get you uh, you know, hard down there?’

His face flushed and he couldn’t bear to look at Steve. His eyes were downcast as he muttered yes, not sure where Matt was heading with his questions. It felt like being before his Father, being questioned about his love for Jesus, about his devotion, and it felt strange, the way he wanted to answer, to do whatever Matt wanted, if anything.

‘It’s okay dude, I checked you out a few times too, its natural, ya know?’

Jerry stared up at Steve. He couldn’t believe it and as he heard the words, he felt suddenly at ease. Well not totally as he still felt like there was going to be a price to pay for this. Though he had to admit, it felt nice to know that someone else felt like him, and liked what he saw too. And Steve was right, it did feel natural.

‘You checked him out?’

‘Like you haven’t?’

‘I don’t sleep in the same room as him’

‘So? Besides, you know I like to look’

‘Tart’

‘Yep, but you taught me, so what does that make you?’

‘A teacher, you bitch, uh, sorry Jerry, he’s always this way’

‘I uh, I don’t…’

‘Simple, you are what some would call, a rare breed. Virgins in college aren’t that common, and well, you seem nice enough, so just like I learned by watching, maybe, you might like to have a few pointers from a couple of semi experienced guys like Steve there, and of course a more professional opinion from me? You don’t have to do anything, but, well, like Steve says, you are hot, and well… the more the merrier.’

‘More the merrier? I don’t understand, I don’t… you think I am hot? That’s good, right?’

Matt just grinned, while Steve let out a small giggle. They looked at each other, and the look that passed between them made Jerry shift himself on his bed a little. It was rather strange to watch they way they looked at each other, the way their faces would light up and how their eyes always seemed to be full of laughter, of desire even, Least it was what he thought it was, but he wasn’t certain.

‘Yeah it’s all good man. So, you ever even touched another guy? Felt his dick or anything?’

‘no’

‘wanted to, though, right?’

‘yes’

As soon as he said it, he knew it was over. Matt might say it would never leave the room, but he knew differently. It would, and his father would hear, then it would be over for him. He’d be in disgrace, all because he couldn’t control his urges. Least that would be what his father would say, if he spoke to him after finding out.

He looked up and saw both of them now standing in front of him. He couldn’t help but notice that their pants bulged, at the groin. Jerry felt himself swallow hard, as he stared at what he knew as two guys with erections. His eyes were wide open as he stared, not sure what to say or even do. They at least didn’t seem to mind him looking. His pulse suddenly shot up as he noticed Matt’s hand around his waist, and he saw him undo the button. He licked his lips, afraid of what was going to happen, yet also very excited by the thought of it.

Matt kicked off his runners, and then to Jerry’s amazement, he pushed his pants down to his ankles, stepping out of the tight fitting jeans quickly. He stood up showing his bulging erection. Jerry saw the dark outline of the long pole etched across the thin fabric of the same type of boxers as Steve wore. He gulped and looked up at Matt, then over to Steve, then back again at Matt.

There was a connection and he lowered his eyes as Matt shoved his shorts down to his knees, then his ankles. He stepped out and once more stood up, directly in front of Jerry. There in front of his eyes, was a naked cock, sticking out at him. He saw the way the head of it was a deeper purple red tone than the rest of the long shaft.

Licking his lips he just stared at the cock for several minutes. Then his eyes moved towards the two hanging sacs underneath. He saw how they hung, how the skin looked darker, tiny little hairs across them and yet as he looked at them, he wondered what it would be like to touch them, to make them jiggle. Sweat was pouring off his forehead, as he sat there staring.

Suddenly he saw Steve, kneeling down next to Matt, and watched in awe as he reached over and grabbed hold of the two balls. His eyes bulged as he watched while Steve fondled them, then brought his face forward, and took both of those eggs into his mouth. He heard the slurping sound, as the hand had reached up and was holding onto Matt’s cock. The fingers were wrapped around the pole, pushing it out of the way of Steve’s mouth.

The head moved up, and he saw Steve’s tongue flicking out, licking at the base of the pole, that was being held by his fingers. Slowly he felt himself growing hot, as Steve continued to lick at Matt’s balls, then the groin area, by the base of the stiff cock. Soft whimpering sounds came to him as he looked up to see Matt leaning back a little. His eyes were closed as his Adam’s apple bopped up and down. He was rubbing his body, his hands moving across his stomach and chest.

Looking back down, he watched as Steve now began to lick at the underside of Matt’s pole. He was feeling the ache in his own groin as Steve’s tongue ran up and along the entire throbbing pole. He could see it quiver, see it shake as Steve’s mouth moved along the long pole. He watched in awe as Steve’s tongue flicked up and around the head itself. He saw it take the white gleaming drop of fluid and heard a deep moan come from Steve as he licked hard at the head. His hands were sweating as he continued to stare, watching every move of Steve’s tongue, even seeing Matt’s hand come down to grip several strands of Steve’s hair. He looked up to see Matt peering down at Steve, seeing the look in his eyes and he smiled, enjoying the sight. He wished someone would do that to him, as he turned back to watch more of the action.

Steve had shuffled in front more, blocking some of his view, but not all. Jerry felt the sweat dripping from his forehead, as he watched the lips wrap around the head. He couldn’t believe it as he saw his head being pulled in by Matt’s hands, but no resistance from Steve was evident. He heard himself moan as he saw the head moving in, the sight of Matt’s cock disappearing into Steven’s mouth. The sounds were making his whole body tingle as he stared at the two young men.

The small tremor of Matt’s thigh muscle caught his eye, then he heard the moan. His own body was aching, his legs spread apart and open as Steve’s mouth continued to move in and out. The long shaft looking harder each time, glistening from being held deep inside of Steve’s mouth. It was something to witness, and he looked up to see Matt staring at him. There was a huge grin on his face, and his eyes were sparkling as he looked down at Jerry.

Jerry smiled back, and then lowered his eyes as he watched Steve continue to suck on Matt’s cock. He was biting his lower lip as he watched Steve’s head move faster and faster, and he felt his own hand suddenly doing the same thing. Jerry glanced down to realize that he had pulled his own cock out, that he was stroking himself off, in rhythm to Steve’s sucking. He felt suddenly terrified but as he looked up at Matt, that smile was still there, his eyes were approving, as he reached down to grab Steve’s head. Both of his hands held tightly onto Steve, as he cried out, and shot his hips forward.

He watched the muscles in Matt’s face, saw the cheeks pulling back and the brow grow furled and tight as he quickly turned his eyes back down to Matt’s crotch. His hand pumping his own cock, no longer worried about what Matt or Steve might think. He felt the lust taking over as he saw the cock being driven deep into Steve’s mouth. He swallowed hard, wishing it was his mouth, his throat as Matt cried out again.

Jerry closed his own eyes, as his body shook and shuddered. The ache in his crotch exploded and the sticky white cum was flowing between his fingers as he felt the bed lurch, felt his legs tighten and grew light headed. His body quivered and shuddered, as he cried out his own pleasure, matching the cries from Matt.

He was panting, and feeling totally drained, as he leaned back, no longer having enough strength to sit upright. Slowly he opened his eyes to see Matt looking at him, smiling. Steve was still on his knees, licking his lips with some white stuff around the corners, as he too was smiling. Both were looking at him, and Jerry realized that he had just made two new friends, friends that he had never thought he’d ever have.