Aaron Smith's Life Adventures

I sat at my window looking over the empty patio as the sun set to my right. The beautiful orange and purple of the evening sky filled me with calm and peace, a perfect end to a perfect day. That afternoon, I had lain in a comfortable bed with a wonderful man.

Mitch and I had cuddled together after sharing ourselves. As we held one another, he whispered to me that there was something about himself that he had only come to understand.

“You know,” he told me, “I knew that I liked guys before I knew about sex. And when I did, I’ve always seen myself as the receiver. Even this morning, when I met you and hoped we’d get together like this, I hoped you were a top.” He kissed my pec. “You didn’t disappoint, in case you were wondering.”

“I’m glad,” I replied.

“I need to tell you that I’ve changed my mind.

I felt my heart sink.

“You have?”

“Yeah.” He took a deep breath. “I want to be inside you the way you were inside me.”

I smiled. He just wanted me to be a bottom for him. “Yes, of course,” I replied. “Fuck yes.” I laughed a little. “Do you want to fuck me now?”

Mitch smiled broadly. “I was worried that you wouldn’t want to.”

“I can’t imagine anything I’d like more.” I leaned forward and kissed him. “Do you want me on my back? Or do you want me to ride you? Maybe doggy-style?”

He burst out laughing. “Yes. All three.”

So that’s what we did. He found the lube he’d hidden in the room. I stood up for him and bent slightly forward. I pulled my cheeks apart. He stood behind me and spread the lube around my hole and over his hard-as-a-rock cock. As he pushed into me, memories of Jordan sliding into me for my first time came to mind. But I guessed that I would always remember that first time.

Once Mitch was all the way inside, he began to hump like a rabbit. His dick hit my prostate just right, and I was grunting from the friction. That, combined with the full feeling in my bowels, made me dizzy.

“Come sit on me,” he said.

Just in time, I thought. I was sure I was about to collapse. Squatting down on his dick was a different sensation. I could feel a lot of stress in my knees, but I was in control of how fast his cock moved in and out of me. It didn’t take long before he began to lift his ass off the bed in an effort to fuck me. The position was awkward, so he pushed me over into a prone position. The angle of his shaft brought other pleasures to my rectum that radiated outward and forced involuntary moans of enjoyment from my lips. I could have stayed in that position until he emptied into me.
Mitch wanted me to get up on all fours. He grabbed my waist to give him the leverage to pound me. It was the least pleasurable position, and after giving him some time to practice, I pulled forward and turned onto my back. He slipped between my legs and pushed himself into me. I met his rhythm and leaned up to kiss him. His tongue moved across my lower lip, and I pulled it into my mouth. Mitch had his arms behind my knees and under my shoulders with his fingers grasped on my shoulders next to my neck. He pulled down on my shoulders as he pushed his member into me. I could feel him deep inside my belly, and at one point, his abs contracted. I felt myself being pushed together as my ass was filled with his cum. A high-pitched grunt accompanied his orgasm, and he collapsed onto me when he finished.

“Wow, Aaron.” He was breathing heavily. “That was awesome.”

After that, Mitch was very quiet for a long while. We held one another. He moved slightly and held me a little more tightly. “Will you come back tomorrow?”

“What if you come to my house tomorrow? My parents will both be gone. After that, it's almost Christmas, and they have a million things planned for me. Visiting my grandmother and my Aunt and Uncle. Stuff like that.”

“OK. I can come by. Should I bring lunch?”

“Or we can…” His eyes told me he wanted to bring lunch. “OK. You bring lunch.”

The last of the sun disappear, but the beautiful colors of the sky remained. I shifted position and noticed the evening star. I could hear Jiminy Cricket singing inside my head, and I wondered if I’d be having fish for lunch again tomorrow. I knew we wouldn’t be swimming as my parents had no pool. There was this wonderful rocky place on my grandparents’ farm where the creek ran just deep enough to sit in up to one’s chest. I wondered if it’d be possible to make love there. The rocks were smooth; the water, brisk. I closed my eyes and imagined holding Mitch while I gently fucked him in the clear, clean water of Fullman’s Creek. Would it be the same as doing it in the shower?

A slamming door brought me out of my reverie. “Aaron!” screamed my mother. “Why the hell aren’t the Christmas lights on?”

That question was sure to make the baby Jesus proud. “They’re on a timer that automatically turns on when it’s dark.”

Now at the top of the stairs, I heard her grumble. “Fucking worthless piece of shit. No better than your father.”

I sat on the top step and sucked my lower lip into my mouth. I felt tears forming, and as hard as I tried, I couldn’t stop them from falling.


Mitch texted to tell me that he was fewer than five minutes from the house. I ran out to greet him, and when he arrived, I pointed to the spot behind my car. He extricated himself from the car and reached inside. I ran up to him and ground my groin against his ass.

“Missed you,” I said.

“Of course you did.” He smiled and handed me a bag from Chicken Express. “Tenders and catfish,” he said before kissing me hard on the lips. “I missed you, too.”

I wondered whether any of the neighbors were watching us. If any of them were, I would be outed to my parents by dinner. Somehow, I didn’t care. Things felt so right with my life in a way they never had before. The two of us went inside, and while I ate a tender and a filet, Mitch told me that his mother had made a decision to go to Vermont for Christmas.

“But the day after tomorrow is Christmas Eve. Isn’t that a bit last minute?” I asked.

“That’s my mother. I won’t be back until New Year’s Eve. There’s going to be a party at the house, and I’m inviting you. You’ll have to wear a tie. And long pants, of course.”

“Of course.” I smiled. I certainly wouldn’t want to embarrass his employer. I had the perfect suit to wear in plastic in my closet. Conservative and classy. “Just tell me what time to show up.”

“I’ll text you the details when I know them.” He bit off a piece of fish and smiled at me while chewing.

I think that’s when I knew I was falling in love.

After our lunch, we went up to my room, and I helped him remove his clothes. He unbuttoned my shirt, and we crawled naked under the covers. I held him to me as we spooned. He wiggled his ass against my cock which made it get harder than it already was from just being naked with him.
Mitch made soft moans as my hardness pushed between his cheeks. I nibbled a bit on his earlobe, and he shifted position to kiss me. As we kissed I moved on top of him and between his legs. Our rigid members rubbed together as his tongue entered my mouth. I forced his tongue back with mine and grabbed his chin between my teeth. I probed the little cleft in his chin with the tip of my tongue, and I felt his body shiver beneath me.

A trail of kisses along his jawline and neck followed. I rubbed my cheek against his hairy chest before using my lips to play with his left nipple.

“Oh, Aaron,” he moaned.

I knew I was on the right track. I continued down to his firm abs and played with his navel. My fingers went farther down. His ball sac was warm and loose. I rolled his testicles between my thumb and index finger before sliding down to suck his ball into my mouth.

“Oh, fuck,” was the response I heard.

I was convinced that I needed to continue. I moved the testicle almost out of my mouth before sucking it back in while his erection bounced against my face. Mitch’s abs tensed and relaxed in a rhythm in sync with my tongue’s manipulations.

When I couldn’t take it anymore, in other words, when the desire to plunge his manhood into my mouth overrode all reason, I released his ball and pulled his entire dick into my mouth. The head pushed against the entrance to my throat, and I clamped my lips tightly around the base. I slid my tongue up and down the shaft.

Mitch groaned through clenched teeth. I sensed that he was fighting the urge to come. The more he fought, the more intense my sucking became. My lips held tightly as I pulled back until only the head remained in my mouth. I quickly pulled the shaft into my mouth while maintaining full pressure on it.

Balled-up fists slammed against the mattress as his hips raised up and he blasted his cum into my mouth. After the first thrust, his hands grabbed onto my head, and he shot a second load. Cum oozed from the corners of my mouth as I wasn’t able to swallow it all. His body became limp, and I rolled next to him. I swallowed what remained in my mouth and moved up so our heads were side by side.

Mitch glanced over at me and adjusted his body so he could cover my mouth with his. When he finished kissing me and rolled onto his back, none of his seed remained.

I wanted to tell him how I was feeling, but I knew it was too soon.  I hoped that this wasn’t just a Christmas vacation fling.  I found his hand with mine, and we interlaced fingers.  He looked over at me again, and I could see the desire and want in his eyes.  Without saying anything, I knew he wanted me to make love to him.