My First Summer
I was straddled over Steve's face, my balls in his mouth, and his finger slowly entering me, I started to slowly stroke myself, loving everything that was happening to me. Steve reached his free hand around, placing it on mine, stopping from stroking. He lifted my fingers and took over for me, giving it to me from three directions. I moaned loudly as my balls tightened, making me shoot over the top of his head, hitting the plywood deck.
I moaned again as I pulsed more out of my cock, dripping it on his forehead. He let my balls go out of his mouth, and slid his out of me. I felt drained.
I slid my legs out, straightening them, as they felt so tight from being in this position. I moved myself slong side of him and rested down on the sleeping back, half covering him, draping an arm over his muscular chest. I twirled a couple of fingers around his firm nipple.
"Catch you breath, little man." He whispered, wiping my cum up with some of his fingers, bringing it to his lips. I watched him lick them clean. "There's more to come. It's gonna be an all nighter."
"I'm pretty tired." I whispered back. "What else do you want to do?"
"Remember, this night is all about you, and what you want." He turned his head and kissed my forehead. I tilted my head up, his lips met mine. His kiss was soft, and stirred me, then he captured my bottom lip between his and lightly sucked on it. I melted into him, this powerful, beautiful man. My feelings for him were growing, growing into what I really didn't know, but I felt that I just couldn't get enough of him. It was so exciting to me to feel something like this.
"Turn over on your back," he said as he slipped out from underneath me. I turned over, and wiggle to the middle of the sleeping bag. "Bend your legs up. Bring them to your chest." He said, as he got down near my butt. His hands were on the backs of my thighs. I felt his tongue tip at the base of my balls, then slowly track down my line toward my ass. I moaned again at the sensation, pulling my legs tighter toward me to let him in further. Oh, how I wanted more at that moment. And then I got what I wanted, his tongue forcing its way into my hole. I took a deep breath as he went in and out, just teasing me with the tip, I tilted my head downward, watching him. He smiled with his eyes back at me. I lay my head back on the sleeping bag. His tongue went in deeper. I was in total heaven over it. After a couple of minutes, he stopped, pulling out his tongue. My legs relaxed down, my feet resting on the sleeping bag. He moved up over me, resting on his hands over me, looking into my eyes.
"You okay, little man?" I nodded in reply. "I want to do something. Do you trust me?" I nodded again. "I don't want to hurt you. If it hurts too bad, I want you to stop me, okay?"
"What do you want to do?" I asked.
"I want to slide my cock inside of you and fuck you." He smiled at me. "Would you let me?"
I nodded and lifted my legs, making him smile wider. He knew that I wanted it, had to have it. He adjusted himself, resting back on his knees. I watched as he wetted his hand and rubbed it on his cock. God, he was beautiful in the growing darkness. He wetted his hand and put it to my ass, that was already wet from his tonguing. He inserted two fingers this time, making me moan. I rolled my head to one side as he entered me, stretching me out.
"Feel good?" He asked in a low tone. I nodded in reply, clenching the sleeping bag. I felt his fingers sliding out slowly. "Okay. Here it comes." I felt it press against me, slowly entering. I spread my legs wider. "Tell me to stop if it's too bad." My hands shot up to his chest, as I felt the pressure. Slowly he entered me, ever so slowly, giving me time to adjust to his size. "You have the tiniest, tight ass. Fuck, I love it."
It was true. My butt was very short, between my legs and my lower back. Several people at school, especially girls had said that about me, and it was narrow. It was difficult to fit jeans as my butt always disappeared, but my bulge in the front was always present.
"Stop." I whispered in between breaths. "I need to stop for a minute." My eyes were closed as he was entering me. I opened them, turned my head and looked up. He was smiling down at me.
"You okay?" He asked in a softer voice this time. I nodded. I was in a little bit of pain from the pressure. He waited for a long minute.
"I don't know if I can do this. I'm sorry." I felt like I was letting him down. I looked downward, my hardon was raging again.
"You've already done it. I'm all the way inside of you, Kevin." I looked up at him, shocked.
"Really? I feel the pressure inside of me, is that what it is?"
He smiled at me, in answer. "Watch. Feel what it does." He slid his cock out a little, making me moan with the feeling, then back in. I moaned louder. He stopped. "Like it?"
"Oh, God, yes." I said loudly, making him smile. "I want you to do this to me every day. Would you do that?" He leaned down and kissed me softly. Then raised back up.
"I would, yes, every day if you wanted."
"Does it feel like this for you when I fucked you?"
"Yes, and more." He said, starting to slowly slid in and out of me, taking short strokes to start with, slowly they started to deepen into me. I was moaning so much and breathing hard. I couldn't help it. He slowed and readjusted himself, pulling me up, sliding me on his thighs. His first thrust in hit something in me, sending to the moon, I loved it. He kept hitting it over and over again, and then I felt it deep in my balls, and I shot out all over my chest and neck, not even touching myself. My vision was becoming blurry, not just from the darkness, but from what he was doing to me. I saw him tilt his head back and then felt him shoot inside of me, pulsing deeper and deeper. It was so good. He slowed his thrusting and finally came to a stop. I felt complete right at that moment in time, like I belonged to him, totally. I wanted to climb inside of him and hold on forever. I watched him in the darkness, feeling his massive length starting to soften in me. He slowly pulled out, and I felt emptiness, not only in my ass, but in my soul. How I wanted more. He lay next to me on his stomach.
I reached up and brushed his hair back off his forehead. He responded back to me with a tender kiss. I smiled, feeling totally loved and safe next to him. I snuggled closer, turning on my side, wrapping an arm over his lower back.
"Want to do it again?" I asked softly. He chuckled.
"You are a little machine, aren't you? I think I've turned you into a sex monster." He leaned over and gave me another tender kiss. I moved my arm up and nuzzled the back of his neck with my fingers.
"I wish every day could be like this for the rest of my life." I whispered.
"Hmmm, I wish it could." He said, looking across the deck, up the hillside. "You know, it's going to over soon, right?" His voice was soft, but had a gritty tone.
"Don't make me upset, please. I don't want to think about it right now. I just want to stay with you."
He turned and looked at me, a shadow in the darkness now. "You're right. We have the here and now. I'm sorry I said that. I want this night to be what you want it to be." He paused for a moment, putting his forehead to mine. "So, little man, what else do you want?"
My mind raced for a moment. I reached up and touched his cheek. "I want you. I want you to kiss me like you've never kissed anyone before. And then I want you to fuck me again."
I could tell he was smiling, even though I couldn't see his face fully in the dark. He leaned down and his lips parted mine. His tongue went deep, exploring every part of my mouth, back to my throat. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him deep into me, letting him lay on me. How I loved the feeling of his weight, pressing on me, the warmth of his skin on mine, our smooth bodies working against each other. I slid my legs open, between him, working my mouth with his, rubbing my hands up and down his back. I could feel him getting aroused again, it stiffening along with mine between our bodies. He was slowly rocking his hips back and forth, sliding his hardening cock up and down on my stomach, pushing my own cock around. I wrapped my legs around his hips and lower back, letting him take me. He pulled his mouth back from mine.
"I don't know how many more times I can do this, you little machine. I have never cum so much in one day."
"Do you want to cum again?" I asked and then kissed his softly.
"I always want to cum, especially inside of you."
With my arms wrapped around his neck, I kissed him softly again. "Put it inside of me. Fuck me hard and don't stop. I want you to make me cum like that again. It was so good."
With that said, he rocked his hips. I felt the pressure of his cock against my hole. He pushed in a little, I pushed back against it, suddenly he popped inside of me, making me moan loudly. He pushed more, I could feel him sliding in deeper now, and then the feeling of his large balls against my ass. I was trying to catch my breath, my eyes were seeing a blaze of white from the pain, but it was so good. Slowly it eased up, and then he started, actually pounding me against the deck. It was literally pounding the wind out of me, I loved it. I tightened my grip around his neck, pulling him closer to me, rocking my hips upward, letting him slam into me now.
Steve was starting to breath hard and I knew he was getting close, and I wanted it to keep going, I rocked a little more forward, and that's when he hit my spot. Oh, that intense feeling, making my head spin. I could feel myself leaking out, from my cock and my ass, but that pounding inside of me, hitting that spot was sending me over the edge. I kissed at his neck, hanging on to him as he pounded me furiously. I was moaning so loud and breathing so heavy, and then it came, that absolutely wonderous feeling, as my cock was sliding up and down between us. I shot again. I moan loud and continuous.
"Fuck yes, little man. I love when you cum on us." Steve was growling in my ear. "I love fucking your little ass."
"Oh, yeah. I love it when you talk to me. Come on, make me cum again." I said in his ear. He responded to me with deeper thrusts and more powerful, pounding my spot again.
"Your so tight," he growled, "I want to fuck you all night long. Take it, yeah. Love that pounding? Yeah, take it, boy, take it. My big dick in your tight ass, yeah. Make me cum, yes, make me cum."
He pounded me even more on my spot, I moaned almost to a scream as I shot out again. I clamped my ass on his big cock and it sent him shooting into me, as he joined in my moaning. I pulled my legs tighter together on him, not wanting to let him go as he slowed down in his motion. I was bambarding his neck with kisses, nibbling on his ear. He sank into me with his weight, from exhaustion. I was so much in love with him. This was the best night of my life, and I couldn't be happier.
His breathing started to get back under control, and he remained on me. I was running my fingertips up and down his spine softly. I could feel the goosebumps rising on his skin from my touch. He lifted his head, kissed me softly again.
"I have never had anything like that before with anyone." He said softly. "You are fucking amazing, little man. Are you sure that this is your first time?"
I moved one hand up his back and was his neck again. I could feel him softening inside of me, but he didn't pull out. "You're my first, and my last. I couldn't even imagine anything like this with anyone else." I felt him shift, starting to slide out. I clamped my legs, and grabbed him. "No. Don't pull out. I want you to stay inside of me."
"For how long?"
He chuckled. "Can't do it. Wish I could, but I gotta go."
He laughed softly, "Pee. Come on, get up. I know you have to, too." He was right. With him pounding me, I felt like I had to really bad, all of a sudden. We got up and walked to the edge of the deck. I watched him pee as I did as well. I couldn't believe I was getting turned on again by watching it.
The moon was starting to come over the hill behind us, casting a silver glow through the trees. I was starting to see more around me. Steve walked over behind me, wrapping his arms around my chest, his fingers rubbing over my nipples. I could feel him against my ass, and could tell it was his cock against my crack. He rested his chin on my shoulder, as we looked down the hill off the deck edge. He slid one hand down and found I was semi hard.
"Don't you get enough?" he asked in my ear.
I was looking out, then closed my eyes when he touched me. "I'll never get enough of you. Are we going to do it again?"
"No, little man, you have kicked my butt. I am so sore. And I know tomorrow, it's gonna be worse. You have just worn me out." I was almost disappointed at his words. "In the morning, we'll see how it feels. Come on, let's go to bed."
"I know it's still early."
He shook his head at me. "Come on. Let's lay down. I promise you, you'll be asleep before you know it." He walked me over to the sleeping bag, holding my hand. We climbed in together, he lay on his back, I half rolled onto him, laying an arm across his stomach. He brought an arm underneath me, and wrapped it on to my back, as I rested my head on his shoulder. "Good night, sweet thing." He whispered, making me smile. "See you in the morning."
"Night. Thank you for everything. It's really been the best night of my life." He turned his head and kissed my forehead.
"You're welcome, and this has been my best night too." My heart raced. I closed my eyes, and could only see him before me. He was right, before I knew it, I was fast asleep.
The predawn light woke me. My eyes fluttered as I focused. During the night, Steve had moved, we were facing each other. I watched him for a while. His steady breathing, the beautiful outline of his face, his deep tan color. He was so beautiful. Again, the feeling of wanting, of being inside of him, his heart and soul. My chest was pounding and my throat was tight. I stayed quiet so as not to wake him. I was really realizing how much I loved him. I reached up and touched his cheek as it radiated in the early light.
His eyes opened slowly, and a smile crept over his lips. He leaned forward and tenderly kissed me, gently pressing his lips to mine. I was instantly hard. I knew he felt it as it was pressing against his stomach. He pulled back.
"Morning, little man." His hand touched my hardened length. "I see you're up early." He said softly as his fingers wrapped around me, slowly pulling on me. "Are you sore this morning?"
"My butt is." I answered. "But in a good way."
His stroking increased on me. I closed my eyes as I melted into the rhythm. I felt kisses on my neck. I rolled on my back, breathing heavier as he slid up and down me. I spread my legs a little, feeling my balls fall down between my legs, popping up and down as he slid down my body. I opened my eyes and looked down. His face was right at my cock tip now.
"Cum in my mouth, baby." His words making me let go of myself. I moaned and shot. I could feel his mouth swallow my tip as I pulsed out, while he still pulled at me.
"Oh, god. That is so good. Uhhhh," I moaned, slowly I stopped pulsing into his mouth. He stopped pulling, and slid back up to my face. I looked up at him, my cum was all over his lips. It was so hot looking. I grabbed his face and pulled him to me, licking at my cum, and then going deep with my tongue. He didn't resist me, letting me take control of his mouth, as I thrashed around, scooping out my fluid and his spit, swallowing hard. I was breathing deep and long through my nose. He started to pull back.
"Are you to sore to fuck me?" I whispered. He smiled back at me.
"What do you think?" He asked as he looked down in the sleeping bag. I followed his gaze, seeing his massive hard length, begging for attention. It was dripping onto the sleeping bag. I wiggled away from him, quickly spread my legs and rocked them toward my chest. His eyes went wide. "I think I've made you into a whore."
I used my hands to spread my tight butt cheeks apart for him. "Put your big dick in me. Please. I want it so bad. Please."
He answered by sliding up in the sleeping bag, still laying in the sleeping bag. He put his tip at my hole, rubbing around it, lubing it up with his fluid. He pressed it slowly in. I moaned at the pressure, but I loved it as he slid slowly in, driving me crazy, filling my hollow ass. I rocked back against him, and then back forward. He pulled back, and then pushed back in, sending me to the clouds. We set up an alternate motion, making long strokes in and out of me. I gripped the sleeping bag underneath me as he pumped in and out. His motion started to go faster, and it wasn't but a minute later his breathing increased. I lay my haed back down on the deck, absolutely lost in the feeling he was giving me. I felt a hand slide up my stomach to my chest, fingers squeezed a nipple, making me clamp on him. He grunted at the pressure, pushing harder. I released and then clamped on him again, holding the pressure on him. He loved it, moaning loudly.
"Fuck, oh fuck, yes." He moaned and I felt him throb inside of me, pushing his hot fluid into me, making me moan. I released my pressure on him, and he in turn, pumped quickly still shooting into me. God, I loved that feeling of him shooting in me. He slowed and finally came to a stop. I relaxed my legs, draping them over his body.
"Feel better?" he asked softly, rubbing his hand over my chest.
"Yes, I do." I replied, taking a deep breath. "You're not to sore, are you?"
"A little, but it's a good sore." He said softly. He slowly pulled out of me, leaving me feeling empty again. I rolled quickly by his side, wrapping an arm around him.
"I hate it when you pull out of me." I whispered.
He chuckled in my ear. "Can't stay in there all day."
I looked at him disappointed. "I wish you could."
"Little machine." He said, smiling. "Come on. We have to get up and get dressed."
"Why? It's still early. Can't we just lay here for a while?"
"Big day, today. Come on lazy, get up."
We got up out of the sleeping bags. Steve walked over to the edge of the deck and started peeing over the edge. I walked up next to him, and did the same. We watched each others dicks stream out. Again, it was so erotic watching that. Steve shook himself and turned. He walked over and picked up his pants and stepped into them. I followed his lead and started to get dressed as well. We unzipped the two sleeping bags, folded them and then rolled them up. I was looking at all of the cum track marks we had left on the deck. I looked at him.
"Will those ruin your plywood?" He looked at me funny as I pointed at the tracks. He followed my finger and saw what I was asking about. He laughed. I took it as a 'no', again with another dumb question. I guess I was going back into stupid mode.
He slid up next to me, and shoulder bumped me. "Do you know how sweet you are?" he asked. "Worrying about plywood. I love it."
I shrugged, "Well, I love you." I whispered, more to myself than to him. He froze.
"What? What did you say?" He asked, leaning close.
I lowered my head down, finishing the sleeping bag. "Nothing." His hand covered mine, stopping me.
"Listen to me, Kevin." I turned slowly and looked at him. "You can tell me anything. Anything at all. Now, what did you say?"
"I said, I love you."
He smiled, then blushed a little, which made him even more beautiful. "Don't let the sex cloud your mind. I hate to keep saying it, but we'll both be leaving soon. I don't know what's going to happen down the road."
I firmed up my look into his eyes, trying not to let my frustration show. "I know. You don't have to remind me. I can't help the way I feel now. I do know it's breaking my heart, though. Makes my throat tighten up thinking about it."
He smiled. "You have no idea how sweet you are, little man. I wish there was some way I could change this and make it easier. I told you I didn't want to see you hurt." His eyes sparkled in the morning light. "Come on. I told you it's a big day. We're going into town."