Seductions Anthology

I’d had a hard-on for the straight boy at the tobacco store for a while. His name tag told me he was Trevor. My guess was he was about twenty-one or two, average height, blond and well built. He only wore t-shirts and low waist skinny jeans. There was no evidence of any extra poundage around his waist and his nipples were nice and hard under the tight fitting t-shirts. It was obvious the jeans hit him just above his cock, and the bulge there was always alluring, to say the least.

Trevor was a friendly guy, but always had something of a sad look in his beautiful blue eyes which, for some reason, only added to my desire. I have no reason to believe he had any suspicion I am gay… that is unless he caught me staring at his package. That’s possible as I had a difficult time not fixating on it and imagining. He always wore a crucifix which made me guess he could be Catholic. That meant, more than likely, uncut. That was too fucking hot when combined with his boyish good looks. I was definitely “in lust” for this boy.

He remembered what smokes I asked for after the first visit. Needless to say there were many more visits after that, but it didn’t take more than a couple before I thought it was time to introduce myself. The smile he gave me was so very sweet, enchanting almost, and I dared to hope he wasn’t straight after all. But during our  first real conversation he told me he was excited, because that night he had a first date with a girl he’d be pursuing for a while. For the first time I saw his eyes smiling  - not so sad. I was disappointed, but I really liked the kid, was glad to see him genuinely happy, and meant it when I wished him well on his date.

Two days later I visited him at his work again. The smiling eyes were gone. I knew instantly things hadn’t gone well, but I asked him anyway.

“How was your date?”

“Oh, the date was great. I picked her up, took her to a movie and then to get a burger”, he said. “And then I took her home. She lives out in the country between here and Newport… where I live.”

Newport is a town about 30 miles away.

“When we got there, her housemates were home, lights were on, and so she said she would ask me in but one of the other girls that live there had a boyfriend in for the night. It wasn’t a good night for her to have company, she said. So… we made-out in the car for a while. She got me really hard and I thought I was gonna bust a nut right there - my dick was so hard.”

Damn… hearing this MY dick was SO FUCKING HARD! I put my hands down in front of my crotch as I was wearing cotton shorts and knew, if he looked, he’d see my cock pushing against the thin fabric.

“Yeah? And then what?” I wanted to hear more of that story.

“She let me cup her tit, but when I took her hand and put it on my hard cock she pulled it away. That’s okay, I thought. She’s a good girl and that’s okay.”

He went on. “She finally told me she had to go in. I wanted to ask for a blow job, but I could tell that wasn’t cool. She said goodbye and I asked her if she’d like to go to dinner the next night. She said sure. And then… she blocked me on Facebook and her phone. That’s that, I guess.”

“Damn, dude. That’s harsh. Why do you think?”

“I don’t know, but I think maybe I’m not good enough, you know? I mean I don’t drive a nice car and I work here. All I know is she left me with a severe hard cock that night.”

“Wow… that’s rough.” I thought I just push this just a little more. “I guess you had to take care of that yourself?”

“Hell, yeah! As soon as I got home, man. I was so worked up I had to take a shower after I jacked-off because… well… I was kinda of covered in… well, you know.”

I was pretty sure I was about to cream in my shorts. The visualization was almost more than I could take without cumming. I knew I needed to get out of there pretty quick.

“And then, on top of that shit, I wrecked my car last night. Ran into a deer on the way home. Fuck, man. Just fuck.”

“How’d you get to work today?”

“A friend brought me.”

“Damn, that sucks. Need a ride home tonight?” Let him say ‘yes’ I was praying.

“Nah, but thanks, man. He’s already in town and will give me a ride back. He lives in Newport.”

“Well, let me give you my number in case you ever need anything. You’re a good guy, Trevor. I’d be happy to help if I can.”

“Thanks, man! You’re a good man, too. Really… thanks!”

We exchanged numbers. I went straight home and beat off. My jizz hit the headboard and covered my chest. I don’t think I’d ever been that fucking horny.

Trevor texted me late that night.

Him: Thanks for listening, man. You’re a good friend. I really don’t have anyone to talk to.

Me: No prob, Trevor. I’ll always listen to you.. Or.. do anything I can to help you out.

Him: Can you find me some pussy? That would help! LoL!!

Me: Uh… no, sorry. But …

Him: But what?

Me: Trevor, you ever had a blow job from a guy? (I couldn’t believe I actually asked him that)

Him: What? Dude… are you gay?

Me: Well, I’m bi. 

   (I lied)

Him: No man, I haven’t. I’m not that way. But it’s cool if you are. No prob. But no, not my thing.

Me: Well, you should. Men can give head so much better. We know what feels good, you know?

Him: I guess that makes sense. I like a chick to blow me, but I’ve never cum while they were sucking. 

Me: That’s what I’m saying. They just don’t know how… not really. You’d cum if I sucked you. 

    (I was hard again and wondering if he was).

Him: Couldn’t do it, pal. Just not that way. Now… maybe if there was a girl there. Maybe.

Me: A three-way?

Him: Yeah, maybe.

Me: Well maybe I could work that out.

   (I knew I couldn’t and wouldn’t.)

Him: I’m still horny from the other night. I wish I had a chick here right now. I need to shoot.

   (This was almost more than I could take. I had to jack again and pulled out my dick.)

Me: You hard now, Trevor?

Him: Yeah.

Me: You jackin’?

Him: Yeah.

Me: Me too, dude. I’m so fucking hard talking to you. You sure you don’t want me to show you how it should be sucked? I’ll drive to Newport right now, man.

Him: No, dude. Can’t swing that way.

Me: Well, will you at least send me a pic? Come one, Trevor.

Him: No sexting, dude. And I need to go. And don’t be a stranger. It’s okay you’re gay. I hope it’s okay that I’m not.

Me: Okay, sure it’s okay. Go finish what you need to do.

Him: Yeah, man. You too.

That was the night I decided this was going to happen. I didn’t know how or when, but I was going to taste that gorgeous boy’s cum. But just then, it was time for the lotion and my good right hand.

I knew I couldn’t, and didn’t want to, have a three-way with him and a girl. I decided to give him a little space. But then, three nights later, I got a text. 

It’s night, Not really late, but dark. Trevor is at work, texts me, and needs a ride home to Newport. I haven't seen or texted since the time before. I tell him “cool. I’ll pick you up in just a few minutes”. My dick has a mind of its own and is already growing.

When I get to the tobacco store,  Trevor is in his usual attire… jeans and a t-shirt. He jumps in the car and we leave town - heading out through the country on the way to Newport. I keep looking over at his crotch on the road out of town. Trevor sees me, I’m sure... but pretends not to.

Somewhere out on the road about 5 miles out of town, Trevor points to a dirt road and tells me to pull off, that he needs to pee. I slow and pull over. I tell him that I need to piss also. I don’t, but I am hoping to see his cock. 

He gets out walks ahead and I hear him unzip and begin to piss. I wait just behind, afraid to move over and let him see me staring at his dick. I can hear his stream hitting the dirt. Afraid I am running out of time, I gather my courage,  move forward and press against him. He jumps, his stream interrupted, but he doesn’t jump so far away, and doesn’t tell me to stop. I reach around and grab hold of his soft cock.

“Go ahead and piss, Trevor” At first he says no... stop. But then he leans back into me and lets me hold his dick while he finishes draining it of piss.

“You are straight, you like pussy, I know that”, I tell him. “But damn. Somebody else’s hands on your fucking dick feels so good, doesn’t it.  It feels good, huh, Trevor.?” He doesn’t reply.

When he finishes pissing, I shake it and milk it a little.  He is still soft, but it feels good. I know it does because he still doesn't pull away. Our bodies are melded… me behind him. I know he feels my very hard cock against his ass.

I reach around unbutton and pull his jeans down below his knees. He just stands there. I know he is wondering what will happen next. I stay behind him, fully clothed, but pull his ass closer into me and my cock that is straining to get out of my shorts. I’m still holding and gently milking his dick. It’s about 5 inches long even soft and, yes, uncut. I’m in fucking heaven.

I move my hands down and cup his balls. And then I place them under his balls on both sides of of his inner thighs. I begin to move my mouth down the back of his t-shirt and use my teeth to move it up so I can lick the middle of his back all the way down to his crack. He sighs and I know I’ve got him just where I want. I kneel down and stick my tongue down and between his round hard ass cheeks. I can feel his heat and his cock is growing… slapping against the tops of my hands that are still fondling his balls and inner thighs. 

“Feel my hands and tongue, Trevor? My hands, my mouth and hot breath? I could be anybody. Any hot chick you can imagine. Close your eyes and feel everything. I going to show you something else that feels really, really good.”

Moving my hands back around, I gently press on his back and he falls to his knees in the dirt, his ass turned up to my waiting tongue. I move aside just a bit so the car's high beams, that are just perfectly shining on us, illuminates his hot, virgin, pink ass hole when I spread his cheeks. He never says a word but moans, pretty loud, when I penetrate his hole with my tongue. It is clean aside from a little sweat and smells so fucking good… that man smell… that man hole taste. I take my time eating the best asshole I’ve ever had before lifting him up. I turn him around and pull his pants down and off. His uncut cock is a full nine inches and throbbing. I see glistening precum and milk it through his foreskin. It is so fucking sweet! I slowly take his dick in my mouth. As my tongue licks the underside, I pull back the foreskin, and lick the sensitive head of his dick he moans loudly and mummers “Damn, dude. That feels so fucking good.” 

My tongue licks his hard cock from his balls to dickhead and down again. I again pull back the foreskin and as gently as possible lick around the sensitive head. Gently. Slowly, Barely touching. He moans again and begins to thrust his cock further down my throat.  Trevor  wants me to take the whole fucking thing. Deep. Down my throat. And I do… but lightly, loosely so he can feel the heat of my mouth, my tongue, my throat, but not the way he wants it. He begins thrusting harder and faster. He wants to FUCK MY THROAT! He pushes my head deep onto his cock. And pulls it almost all the way off. And does it again. I start hungrily sucking and licking and swallowing all nine inches of hard delicious cock while I fondle his balls. I feel his balls start to draw up. And then…

He shoots the hottest, sweetest, cum… the biggest load I’ve ever had. It fills my mouth and my throat. Loads of cum. And loads more. I swallow and lick and suck until he is begging me to stop. But he doesn’t really want me to… and I don’t want to. I hold his dick in my mouth until it is soft again. 

Trevor pulls on his pants and goes back to the car without saying a word. My cock is begging, but I tell myself I had to be patient, to wait. I believe there will be another time.

He doesn't say a word until we get into Newport. And then he only gives me directions to his home. We pull up to the house and he gets out of the car.

“That was the best I’ve ever cum, dude. But it can’t happen again. Not ever. I’m not gay, or bi, or anything like that, man. I like pussy. Don’t ask again. Let’s be friends. I need a friend.”

“Okay, Trevor. I understand.”

He shut the car door and went inside. I knew, without a doubt, we would do that and more again.

To Be Continued…….  If you would like updates on new chapters, e-mail me at: [email protected].