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Hello once again. As in the past, comments are
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better idea who my audience is.
His Best Friend's Secret
Part Two
by Ann Douglas
It was starting to get dark by the time they
got home. Since there wasn't going to be anyone
else home tonight, Craig said, they might as
well watch the movie on the large screen
television in the living room. Why strain looking
at a thirteen-inch screen when there was a
sixty-incher available? The older youth tossed the
tape he had rented into the VCR and went into the
kitchen.
"Make yourself comfortable on the couch
while I get us a couple of beers," he called out.
Matt sat on the large couch and put his
feet up on the coffee table. In a way, he wished
that they were watching the film down in Craig's
room. He thought he might feel a little funny
playing around up here.
"Here you go," Craig said, as he handed
Matt a beer, grinned at him and plopped down on
the sofa next to him.
"Grab the remote, will you?" he said as he
took his first sip of beer. "It's on the end table next
to you."
Matt picked it up and looked at it. It was
one of those universal jobs that controlled
everything. It took a moment to figure out how
to turn on the television and then the
videocassette player. The screen glowed
to life for a moment then faded to black as the
lead-in of the videotape played out.
"What did you get?" he asked as he
opened his own beer and took a taste.
"It's a surprise." Craig laughed.
"But I think you'll like it."
Matt took a longer drink, just as the image
on the screen turned from black to a multitude of
images. The picture on the screen caused him to
suddenly gag and he spit out some of his drink.
"Easy," Craig said, laughing. "We don't
want you choking. At least, not on the beer."
"Shit!" Matt managed to say as he got his
breath back.
The giant screen was filled with the image
of a half-dozen guys of all sizes and colors. They
were all nude and engaged in an orgy scene. He
had never seen anything like this in his life.
"You got this in that video store?" Matt
asked incredulously, never taking his eyes off the
screen.
"That's one of the reasons I go over
there," Craig said. "He has a good collection of
adult films that never make their way to the
counter. Also, for certain customers he doesn't
keep a record of what they rent."
"Why would he do that?" Matt asked.
"Maybe because those customers let him
suck their cocks once in a while in the back room
of the store. That way, his wife never knows that
he has an interest in young guys, too."
Matt look at his friend for a moment, then
realized that he wasn't kidding. Cathy Bond's
father! Damn!
"Good movie." He laughed as he turned
he attention back to the screen.
"I'll be glad to introduce you to Mr. Bond
and get you one of his special memberships,"
Craig replied.
"Might not be a bad idea," Matt said,
remembereing that Mr. Bond had been in pretty
good shape for a man in his forties.
The blonde-haired young man then became
aware of two things. One, that he had a raging
erection, brought on by the movie. Second, that
Craig's hand was resting on his cloth-covered
cock.
"Must be mighty uncomfortable in there,"
Craig commented as he rubbed his hand up and
down the stretched material. "Why don't we let
the big guy out so he can breathe?"
No sooner said, Craig pulled down Matt's
shorts and underwear. The full length of his
six-inch hardness sprang to life in the open air.
Gently running his hand up and down the sides of
Matt's legs, Craig pulled Matt's balls free as well.
"Why don't you enjoy the movie while I
take care of this?" he said.
Matt let out a loud moan as Craig bent
over and swallowed his cock.
"It's okay," he whispered as he let Matt's
pole slide from his mouth. "Just sit back and
relax."
Instead of sitting back, Matt swung his
head from side to side. Despite knowing that they
had the whole house to themselves, he needed to
satisfy himself that they were truly alone.
Satisfied they were safe, he relaxed and
enjoyed the image on the screen where a truly
gorgeous hunk was duplicating Craig's action and
the reality of the mouth on his cock.
In his most vivid fantasies, Matt could
never have imagined it could feel so good. His
mind just seemed to drift among waves of
pleasure as he finally sat back and closed his eyes.
He was no longer really interested on the celluloid
lovers.
The soft, warm wetness engulfing his cock
was like nothing in his young memory. Like silk,
Craig's tongue covered every inch of Matt's shaft
before dropping down to his balls. One at a time
they disappeared into Craig's mouth, until he
released them and returned his attention to
Matt's now-glistening dick. Taking its entirety
once more into his mouth, Craig applied such
pressure that he seemed to draw the very life
essence out of Matt's body.
On the screen, a trio of guys were nearing
their own explosive climax as Craig deep-throated
Matt once more. The enthralled teen's body
quaked and a sudden rush of energy drained out
of every pore in his body.
The recesses of Craig's throat filled with
the first burst of Matt's warm and salty whiteness.
He swallowed it quickly and without hesitation,
knowing that there was much more to come. A
second wave followed a few moments later. This
time, Craig allowed it to fill his mouth, permitting
himself time to savor the taste as he whirled his
tongue from one side of his mouth to the other. A
third spurt he let slide out of the corners of his
mouth and down the base of Matt's cock.
Then Craig ran his tongue up and down Matt's
shaft, relishing both the tangy taste and the
intoxicating aroma of his youthful sex.
Finally, Craig took him in his mouth one
last time and began to wash away the last
remnants of his efforts. By the time Matt's
manhood slipped limply from his mouth not a
trace remained.
"That was fantastic!" Matt exclaimed as
Craig climbed up next to him on the couch.
"That was just the warm-up." Craig
grinned as he planted a kiss on Matt's lips.
In less than a minute, both teens had
tossed their clothes on the floor. Their excitement
was heightened as they rubbed their bodies against
each other. Hands and mouths became
interchangeable as they explored each other's hot
flesh.
"Oh yes, ... yes!" Matt called out as
Craig's nimble tongue caressed his nipples.
Craig continued to lick and kiss his way
back up Matt's slim, muscular form. Again, he
kissed him hard, pushing his tongue deep within
his friend's mouth. Giving as good as he got, Matt
pressed his own tongue into play, playing a
sensuous duet with its twin.
"Do you remember that picture you were
so interested in this afternoon?" Craig whispered
into Matt's ear, as he playfully nibbled on it. "The
one with the guy who you thought looked like
you?"
A broad smile filled Matt's face. He knew
exactly the picture his friend was talking about --
the one of the teenager being fucked in the ass. It
had given him a major hard-on as he imagined he
was on the receiving end of that stiff cock.
"Well, I'm going to fuck that pretty ass of
yours just like the guy in the picture,'' Craig
added. "You'd like that, wouldn't you?"
The smile on Matt's face grew even
brighter. It gave Craig all the encouragement he
needed. He eased the smaller teen onto his back
and lifted his legs high over his own broad
shoulders. From beneath one of the cushions,
Craig pulled out a small tube he had hidden there
earlier.
Popping the cap, he squeezed a large
measure of clear lubricant into his hands. Then he
smeared it across the head of his eager cock and
up and down the sides. With a generous amount
still all over his fingers, he reached down under
Matt's balls and rubbed as much as he could
against his friend's tight asshole, pressing his
fingers inside to help spread it there also.
"Ohhh, that feels nice," Matt said as he
reached out and pulled his upraised knees closer
to himself, giving Craig better access to his
goal.
Satisfied that Matt's hole was indeed
well-lubricated, Craig took his thick cock and
rested it against the entry point. Carefully, he
pushed it up and down the smaller teen's cheeks,
mixing the lube with his own pre-cum.
"Ready?" he asked.
"Oh, yeah," came the reply.
With a hard push, Craig buried almost half
his length inside Matt's ass. Craig couldn't believe
the tightness of this virgin ass, or how good it
felt around his cock. Then he paused for a
moment to let Matt get used to the feeling.
Pushing forward, his cockhead slid in as Matt's ass
wrapped itself around the gel-covered cock. He
slid back a little, drawing it out about an inch,
then two, then thrusted forward and buried
his shaft deep inside.
"Ooooh!" Matt called out, in a mixture of
excitement, pain and pleasure. "Fuck me. Fuck
me, Craig. I've dreamed of this for so long."
Buried as deep inside his friend as he could
get, Craig began to slide in and out of the tight
hole. A passion born of the friendship they'd
shared over the years brought a fire and intensity
to his moves.
As Matt's hole relaxed more, Craig began
to develop a rhythm, thrusting harder with each
stroke. Matt followed the rhythm, rocking his ass
to meet each new thrust. Craig's balls slapped
against his friend's ass, his frenzy increasing with
each new penetration. Such was his fever that he
could no longer speak, only utter a grunting noise
each time he hit bottom .
Even as Craig's cock rammed inside of him
again and again, Matt reached down and began to
play with his own recently-spent cock. It didn't
take much to work it back to a full erection.
Craig pumped faster and faster, feeling the
rising tide building deep in his balls. Looking
down on Matt's face, he was greeted with a look
of total euphoria.
"Oh yeah, harder...harder," Matt muttered
as he pulled on his own cock as fast as Craig was
impaling him with his.
"I'm gonna come," Matt grunted as he felt
his cock grow even stiffer in his hand.
Seconds later, the warm sticky fluid
erupted from Matt's cock, covering his hand with
its whiteness. It was only a small amount, the
residue that had remained after Craig's remarkable
oral action. Still, the sensation that accompanied
its release was as strong as ever.
"Now, it's my turn!" Craig panted as he
pushed his pulsating cock deep inside Matt one
last time.
"Ohhh, shitttt!!!" the taller teen yelled as
he felt his cock explode like never before.
The eruption was enhanced by his
knowing that the guy beneath him was not only
his friend, but a virgin. His cock was so hard it
was almost painful when he shot.
Matt called out as well out as he felt the
first bursts of hot cum splashing against the inner
walls of his ass. Craig continued to pump away as
he sent burst after burst of hot whiteness into the
tight cavity. It wasn't until he began to feel his
cock begin to soften from exhaustion that he
stopped his frantic pace.
Letting his cock slide free from the
constriction that had gripped it, Craig collapsed
on top of his lover. Matt was only too happy to
take him in his arms and pull him even closer.
Gently he kissed him, over and over again.
"I think I'm in love." He grinned.
"I think you're in lust," Craig said as he
smirked back at him. "But that's not bad, either."
The two sweat-covered young men lay
there for a dreamy half- hour, enjoying the warmth
of their embrace. It had been a day of discovery
for both of them. But it was only the first of
many.
END
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Priorities ....
A hundred years from now....
It won't matter how much money I had....
What kind of house I lived in ....
Or what kind of car I drove...
What will matter is that the world might be a better place...
Because I was important in the life of a child.
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