The Awakening

Luke, just out of high school, prepared to spend a rainy Saturday afternoon watching wrestling on TV—one of his favorite things to do regardless of the weather. He closed and locked his bedroom door. He loved having his room in the basement, where he had plenty of privacy and space enough for two beds, a desk, a work table, and everything else he needed. Luke stripped and stretched out naked on his bed. He lubed his dick and when the first match started, he soon had a full erection. He watched an incredibly built stud begin by badmouthing his much younger opponent. During the match, the stud wrestler had no trouble dominating the inexperienced guy. Both wrestlers wore speedo-type briefs—a turn-on for Luke. The stud could have pinned the guy easily but chose to lock him in a series of torturous submission holds—another turn-on for Luke.

The first hold, a body scissors, seemed especially brutal. The stud didn’t bend his legs at all. They extended straight out, the muscular thighs pressing into his opponent’s gut with maximum force. Luke’s pleasure rose as the stud prolonged the hold (although he would have liked to see the scissors continue all afternoon).

The younger buy kept trying to unhook the stud’s legs. At last he succeeded and escaped, only to find himself caught in a head scissors. The stud tightened it into a choke when the ref looked away, doing that again and again until the ref finally stopped the hold.

Luke slowed his jackoff so he wouldn’t cum right away. As the match pro- ceded, he only had to briefly squeeze his cock or balls to keep everything super hard. But when the stud scissored one of his opponent’s legs and pulled the other leg apart with his arms, splitting the guy’s crotch wide open, Luke had to remove his hand from his cock. Seeing a leg split always made him instantly horny to the point of orgasm. The power of the hold, plus the look of desper-ation on the victim’s face and the look of victory on the stud’s, made Luke’s cock reach up in ecstasy. Luke knew he couldn’t stop his rising pleasure. He quickly spread his legs and watched his cock pump out his cum, hands-free.

Luke shot eight big loads onto his chest and three lesser spurts. The shaft continued to leap up for several minutes, demanding more sperm from the balls. But he had completely emptied his testicles. Luke tried to watch the remaining matches, but the orgasm had drained him of energy as well as sperm. He saw only a portion of the second match before falling asleep.

Suddenly he heard a loud voice coming from upstairs. “Luke! Luke! Your cousin’s here!”

Luke jumped out of bed. He’d forgotten all about that. As he slipped on a pair of Levis and a shirt, he heard a knock on his door. When he opened it there stood Brody.

“Hey. I guess I’m stayin’ down here with you tonight!” said Brody, throwing off his back pack. My parents and I are going home tomorrow afternoon.

Luke noticed Brody’s eyes gazing at his chest. He had hurriedly tossed on a shirt without buttoning it. He wondered if the kid had seen any of the cum from his orgasm. He hoped that all of it had dried!

Brody turned his attention to the TV. “Cool. You’re watching wrestlin’!”

Luke smiled. “Yeah, I usually do.”

The two guys sat on a bed and watched the remaining matches. At one point they started jostling each other, having fun imitating pro wrestlers with their own obviously fake holds. Luke let Brody mount him with a schoolboy pin. Using his far superior strength, Luke freed an arm and faked a blow to Brody’s balls without even touching the kid’s crotch. Luke laughed when Brody grabbed his balls, fell over onto the bed, feigning a serious blow.

“I guess I win!” declared Luke, slapping Brody’s butt.

Brody grinned broadly. Next, the two jumped into Luke’s car and rode around town for a while, finally stopping at a place for a quick dinner. Brody talked about his upcoming fall classes, and especially about his gym class, which supposedly would include a unit on wrestling. Brody really looked forward to that. Luke told him about his plans to enroll at a junior college.

Back in Luke’s room, the two watched more TV, played some video games and at last got into their beds and turned out the light. Their talking continued until Brody fell asleep—or at least Luke interpreted his silence as sleep. But in fact, Brody had stayed awake. Luke heard faint sounds coming from Brody’s bed. The sounds went on, like a sheet moving. Curiosity overcame Luke, so he got up to investigate. In the dim night through the window, he saw what looked like Brody jacking off under his sheet. He came nearer, took hold of the sheet and quickly pulled it back. A shocked Brody froze with his brief pulled down and his hand around his cock.

“You shouldn’t be doin’ that, dude,” whispered Luke, “when you have me here to do it for you!”

Luke joined Brody in bed and pulled the sheet up to completely cover them. He put a hand around the kid’s cock and held it. “A nice one, dude. Did you start jackin’ off this year?”

“Yeah, just a few weeks ago.”

Luke began to pull the rod forward and back in a slow rhythm. “Does that feel good?”

“Oh yeah, it sure does. It feels a lot better than when I do it.”

“You can hold mine if you want to.”

Brody did with some initial hesitation. “Yours feels real warm.”

“Yours does too. Have you ever shot off yet?”

“Shot off?”

Luke stopped jacking and held the kid’s cock as he thought about what to say next. “Has your dad talked with you about sex?”

“No. A few of the guys at school have, but they didn’t say much.”

“If you keep doin’ this, it’ll feel better and better. Then a liquid will fly out of your cock. If you stick it in a girl when that happens, you can get a baby. If two guys do it, no baby, but it’ll make you feel awesome!”

Luke started to jack the rod again. He put a finger on top of the head and found a couple drops of cum in the hole. He held the finger out for Brody to touch it.

“It feels slippery.”

“Yeah, that’s your sperm.”

“Where does it come from?”

Luke felt Brody’s balls. “From here, inside these.”

Brody groaned quietly. “I like you touching them.”

“Your nuts are really hard. I think you’re gettin’ close to coming.” Luke kept one hand around the balls while he slowly, repeatedly pulled on the cock.

Brody groaned again, slid closer to Luke and put his arms around him. “My balls feel so great !”

“You’ve got big ones for a dude your size. They’re fun to grip, like a wrestling hold!”

“Don’t let go of ‘em,” whispered the kid.

Brody’s cock also impressed Luke. It surprised him with its thickness, its rock-like hardness and occasional cum leaks. He imagined that the leaks must happen a lot with young teens. In Brody’s case, Luke didn’t want to rush the kid’s first orgasm. He wanted Brody to always remember this night as a special experience. But Luke could tell that Brody’s excitement seemed to have already arrived at its highest point and keeping it there for a while would take all his expertise.

Whenever Brody’s breathing became faster, Luke stopping jacking the cock and held it until the kid’s excitement diminished. Sometimes he could also determine an impending orgasm by Brody clutching him harder. As the minutes passed, the kid continually moved closer and closer to Luke, giving himself to his handsome idol for whatever the idol wanted to do with his cock and balls.

“Yeah, hold me tight, dude.”

“You gonna tell my parents about this?”

“Hell no. Only you and I will ever know.”

“I love hidin’ under the sheet with you. It’s like bein’ inside a tent, camping outside somewhere.”

“Yeah. Just you me.”

Brody started to hug him with greater urgency.

“You gonna empty your balls for me?”

“I think so!”

“Hold me, dude. This is gonna be the best thing that you’ll ever feel, that you’ll love every day of your life!”

Brody squeezed his hands into Luke’s back as a heart-stopping pleasure gripped his cock. Three seconds later it exploded in cum shots so powerful that they startled Luke when they hit his chest. Brody gasped and pushed his cock toward Luke.

“Yeah, squirt it all over me!”

Brody writhed as he fired out load after load, christening Luke and himself with his first-ever cum shots. The kid grunted, holding Luke like his life depended on it.

“Keep it coming!”

Brody seemed to follow Luke’s directions: the cock kept squirting his pure, young semen like it would never end.

“Yeah! Give me all your cum!” Luke held the balls and cock tightly, loving the feel of the kid’s pumping cock and his hard balls as they tried to push upward in excitement. Luke continued to hold them through all the eruptions and didn’t let go even after they stopped. The cock continued to eject occasional spurts for a long time. Brody groaned when that happened. It kept the kid breathless for many minutes.

“You O.K., buddy?”

“Yeah! That was awesome! Awesome!”

Luke gave the cock a big congratulatory squeeze as he held it. Brody gasped from the added pleasure of it. Luke squeezed the rod again. “Wouldn’t you like to see a wrestler do this to another guy to make him submit?”

Brody snickered. “Yeah! But it wouldn’t make me submit—I’d want more!”

“I know what would make you submit,” announced Luke. He released the balls and held the cock steady with his left hand. Using his right hand he began to lightly rub the cum hole.

Brody froze from the intolerable pleasure of it. “Ah! No!”

Luke retracted his right hand, paused for a moment, then tickled the head once more, throwing Brody into another wave of spasms and pleas. “Give up?”

“Yes! Yes!” whispered Brody, out of breath again.

Luke laughed. “You put some muscles on you since the last time I saw you, dude. You look great.”

“Thanks, I worked out a little.”

“Keep doin’ that.”

Luke tickled the head again. Brody stiffened from the intense, returning pleasure. He loved this kind of torture and gasped every time Luke stroked his cockhead, begging him to stop and then hoping Luke would do it again (which he did at unexpected intervals).

While he held Brody’s cock, Luke noticed that it showed no sign of softening after the orgasm. The kid still held him closely under the sheet, overcome with the extreme pleasure of Luke’s hand around it. Since the kid’s sexual thrill had not waned, Luke thought about his own experience at Brody’s age. Sexual desire had consumed him every day, all day, and all night. He sometimes jacked himself to an orgasm several times in a day. He often had multiple orgasms, one right after another. And following these, he felt no lack of energy.

Luke grinned as he felt the kid repeatedly nudge his cock forward, imitating the motion of an ejaculation. Brody loved Luke’s holding and squeezing, but the gentle thrusting of the cock told Luke he wanted more.

“You’re a little sex fiend, buddy! I think you’re ready to submit to me again!”

Brody didn’t quite know what that meant, but he soon found out. Luke pulled off his brief, then Brody’s. He threw aside the sheet that covered them and lifted Brody up so that his back rested against the bed’s headboard. He put a hand around Brody’s sack and examined the kid’s balls in detail—one-at-a-time and together.

“They’re super hard!” Luke whispered, smiling. Then he suddenly put a squeeze on the balls that made Brody tense up. The kid instantly reacted to the pressure, but unlike most guys, it made him feel good, even sexier.

Luke moved his face closer to Brody’s. He pressed his forehead against the kid’s as he squeezed. “Like this?” he asked quietly, expecting the kid to beg for release. But he didn’t.

“Oh yeah!” whispered Brody, sounding almost as if hypnotized.

Luke tightened his grip on the nuts.

“Yes, yes…” whispered Brody.

Brody’s reaction pleased Luke more than anyone could imagine: he had longed to apply pressure holds to a guy’s balls—especially when the receiver loved it. But most guys, even the toughest ones, rebelled at having their balls squeezed by anyone. Since Brody seemed to like that, Luke gave it to him. Brody gasped louder as the squeeze became more severe. Yet for the kid, the gasp was an expression of immense pleasure. Brody put his arms around Luke and tried to pull him closer.

With foreheads still pressed together, Luke slipped his free hand behind Brody’s lower back and held him tightly. Brody rested his chin on Luke’s shoulder, loving the embrace and ready for anything Luke wished to do to him.

“Wherever I go, I want these nuts with me!” whispered Luke.

“Take ‘em. They’re yours now!” gasped Body.

Luke smiled and looked down at the kid’s cock. It twitched back and forth, as though agreeing to become Luke’s property. The two guys clung to each other for several minutes without moving. Brody kept whispering his pleasure to Luke as the guy squeezed into his stiff sack. Luke watched some pre-cum leak out of the kid’s cock head. He moved his head lower to get a better look at the sexy liquid.

“Damn,” he whispered. “I want you—every drop of you!” Luke lowered his head further, within an inch of the excited cock. He could no longer hold himself back. He grasped Brody’s thigh with his free hand and enclosed the top of the cock in his mouth. Brody jerked from the wild pleasure this unleashed, a pleasure that inflamed his entire, youthful physique. The kid’s balls leaped up as far as they could go. Brody’s mouth opened as Luke swallowed the cum from Brody’s cock head and caressed the tool with his tongue.

Brody had never felt anything this good. He grabbed Luke’s head and held it as tightly as possible, guaranteeing that his idol’s mouth would stay on his cock. Actually Luke had no intention of releasing Brody’s rod. He never forgot the ecstatic groans and whispers that came from Brody at this moment. He also never forgot the sweet-and-salty flavor f the kid’s warm cum when it squirted into his mouth and down his throat.

Brody’s excitement grew when he heard Luke swallowing each load as it shot into him. To Luke it seemed that the number of squirts may have surpassed what the kid unloaded in the previous orgasm. He knew from the sound of Brody’s sexy cries that he had the kid submitting to the maximum amount of pleasure a male could ever experience.

When the sperm stopped shooting, Luke kept the cock in his mouth. He loved hearing Brody’s groans continue, and loved the sensation of the rod twitching and pounding against his tongue as it occasionally threw out additional spurts of cum. Brody caressed Luke’s shoulders and head as his cock enjoyed a new home inside the guy’s mouth. After several minutes, Luke finally freed the drained cock and looked at with admiration .

“I love your cum, man,” said Luke. “You fed me a lot of it, dude!”

“Any time you want more, just tell me.”

“I’ll do that, buddy!” Luke’s tongue licked the cock a few times.

Brody lifted his head off Luke’s shoulder, sat back and looked down at his buddy’s cock. For the first time he examined Luke’s naked shaft and balls in detail with a hand. The kid’s fingers moving all over his cock felt really great to Luke. Pre-cum began to ooze from his cum hole. Brody found it and played with it between two fingers.

“Taste it,” suggested Luke.

The kid slowly brought a wet finger to his mouth and sampled the sex juice of his idol. “I like it.”

“Want more?”

“Yeah, I wanna make you feel as good as you made me feel!”

Luke gently pulled Brody down onto his back and stretched out over him as if he planned to do pushups above the kid. Instead, he held his cock over Brody’s face. Brody opened his mouth and Luke slowly lowered his cock into it. Luke gave him plenty of time to learn sucking techniques.

“Let your tongue wrestle it,” said Luke.

It took a few minutes for Brody to get the hang of it, but when he did, he gave Luke’s stiff cock head a surprisingly good wrestle-massage. As he did, he tasted Luke’s pre-cum for the first time.

“God that feels good!” whispered Luke. He pushed more of his cock into Brody’s mouth. The kid took it without gagging. Luke began to fuck the mouth very slowly, groaning quietly. Brody put his hands on his idol’s butt.

“You’re a natural at this!” commented Luke.

Fearing an imminent orgasm, he stopped the fucking motion and kept his rod stock-still within Brody’s mouth. Luke’s excitement slowly receded. Nevertheless, a brief shot of pre-cum couldn’t resist escaping from the cock every minute or so. Brody groaned as he tasted the cum before he swallowed it. He gripped the butt cakes harder every time that happened—his way of thanking Luke for the juice. Soon Luke resumed his slow, mouth fucking. After a few minutes, Luke had to stop again to calm down. This happened several times.

Brody kept his hands on Luke’s ass, sometimes pulling the butt cakes apart to get Luke’s reaction. Through it all, Luke’s pleasure kept slowly rising. Finally Brody begin to feel the cock becoming more rigid in his mouth. Its pulsing quickened. He knew what that would lead to. He held onto Luke’s butt tightly. Luke’s body stiffened. He started to groan in ecstasy. Then he thrust the full length of his cock down into Brody. The kid coughed and sputtered as huge loads of sperm flooded into his mouth.

The next sounds Luke heard shook him into an unexpected and unwelcome reality. He jumped up from his bed, at first not knowing exactly why. Then he heard someone knocking loudly on his bedroom door. He quickly jumped into his jeans, threw on a shirt and opened the door. There stood his young cousin Brody, smiling. For an awkward moment he stared at the handsome kid without speaking.

“Hey Brody! Haven’t seen you for a while!”

The two cousins slapped the palms of their hands together.

“I guess I’m stayin’ down here with you tonight. My parents will be goin’ back tomorrow afternoon.”

“Oh yeah, I forgot all about that! It’s no problem at all.”

Brody walked in and sat his backpack on a chair. Luke smiled as he scanned Brody’s physique. “Dude, you’ve gotten taller, and you look good! Have you been workin’ out?”

“Yeah, I’ve worked out a little, but I need to do a lot more!” The television grabbed his attention. “Cool! You’re watchin’ wrestling—my favorite thing!”

Both guys, having always hit it off well together in the past, jumped on the nearby bed to watch.

“Too bad I can’t stay longer than one night,” mused Brody.

“Yeah, bummer. But soon you’ll probably get a car and you can drive here and stay a lot longer.”

Brody’s fingers felt something on the bedspread. “Why is this spot wet?”

(end)