First Time

Fantasy

Jess Tells All

Hi everyone. This is my first story here – the the setting an alternate Earth were only around one in a thousand humans are male – and this has always been the case (leading, among other things, to a far smaller overall population and a greater emphasis on sex). I have quite a few ideas for other ‘stand alone’ stories like this one, and possibly a longer tale set in the same world.
Note: All characters are 18 or above.

Fantasy

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So there I was on the bed on my hands and knees with one guy behind me, his cock balls deep in my ass and another guy in front of me balls deep in my throat and my wife standing in the doorway, jaw wide open. Her eyes were bugged out with the deer in the headlights shocked look on her face.
My wife had always loved watching male-male action. Over the years when we have had guys come over for fun, she had always commented on how she loved to watch. She would sit and masturbate while watching the other guy and me service each other. Well one night a few months ago, we had our friend Jim over for some fun. We were talking, drinking and throwing darts. Jim asked me what I would do if I came home one night and found Grace in bed going at it with another woman. I said that considering I would probably blow a load immediately upon the discovery, I would sit and watch for a bit while I recovered before joining in. He then asked Grace what she would do if the situation was reversed. Would she like it if she found me in bed with another guy going at it? She responded with, “Oh yeah”. She had a huge smile on her face and a look like she was visualizing it in her head. That kind of got my wheels turning. She said she would watch for a bit herself before joining in on the fun.
Fast forward to a couple of weeks ago. I decided that based on that conversation and the fact that I know she loves to watch male-male action, I would set something up to surprise her. I contacted Jim to see if he would be available 2 weeks from Friday. He told me his wife would be out of town then and asked what I had in mind. I told him my plan of having him over along with another guy to give Grace a big surprise. I reminded him of the conversation we had that one night and wanted my wife to come home, find the three of us in bed and join in for a little orgy/gang bang action. He readily agreed. He doesn’t get much sex from his wife and when he does, it isn’t anything great. So when he has the chance to fuck my wife and me, he jumps at it knowing he is getting the best sex of his life. He asked me about the other guy. I told him I knew someone and left it at that. I told him to be at my house by 6pm Friday night.
I then e-mailed mike. He is a bi guy I met on an adult personals site Grace and I belong to. I told him what I was up to and asked about 2 weeks from Friday. With in an hour I got a response back saying he would love to join in. I responded with directions to our house and told him to be there by 6pm. He sent back a two word reply “can’t wait”.
Fast forward to today. I arranged with my mom to take the kids for the night. I told Grace that I had a surprise for her tonight. She of course asked what it was. I just said she would have to wait and the only hint she would get is that the kids were going to moms for the night. That put a little sparkle in her eye. She reminded me of her dinner meeting and that she wouldn’t be until around 7 and was out the door.
Since I didn’t have to work that day, I spent the day cleaning the house. At 5 my mom picked up the kids. I told her would get them in the morning. She said that she had something planned for the kids for the morning and we could pick them up in the afternoon.
The next hour I spent cleaning my self up. I took a bath and made sure I was cleanly shaved from balls to asshole. I trimmed the rest of my pubes very short with the trimmers. I also made sure to clean out my ass. Nothing worse than shit on a stick. Once I was satisfied with my hygiene, I put on a loose pair of shorts and a t-shirt. No underwear here. Going commando tonight. One less thing to remove later.
The guys showed up right on time. Since they got to the door at the same time, the introductions took care of themselves. I got us all a beer and we sat in the living room to discuss the evening. I told them she would be home around 7pm. I said it didn’t matter who was doing what to whom, but I wanted her to walk in and find us in the middle of some hot sex of some kind. I also told them of the gamble I was taking and that if things didn’t go as I was hoping they will, they need to make themselves scarce very quickly. We would let Grace’s reaction decide that.
Since this was his first time, I told Mike the rules of the house. Jim already knew them but a reminder is always good. 1) No cumming in Grace’s pussy. He could shoot anywhere else. I would prefer that he cum in my mouth. 2) What she says goes. No means no and if she calls it quits in the middle, then it’s over and he would need to get dressed and leave. No questions asked. 3) This is my home and my wife and you need to respect both. I told him if he could live by these simple rules, he would be asked back and we would have many fun times together. He agreed quickly to them.
I got us all another round and suggested we watch a little porn. I put in a bi DVD and settled on to the couch. Before long the action on the screen had us all rubbing our cocks through our shorts. I decided to be the trail blazer so to speak. I stood, removed my shorts and sat back down. The others followed suit. It only took a few minutes before I couldn’t stand it any longer. I had to have one of those cocks in my mouth. Since Mike’s was new, I decided to suck his first. I walked over and knelt in front of him. He opened his legs to allow me in between. He had quite the impressive hunk of meat hanging there. He was around 8 or 9 inches long and proportionately thick. His nuts appeared to be quite large as well. I reached up and felt their weight. They were warm, heavy and completely smooth shaven. I reached my tongue out and gently licked all around his sack before sliding up his shaft and engulfing the head of his cock. I slowly slid my mouth up and down his cock taking more in my mouth with each stroke. Soon I was taking his whole cock in my mouth and throat using long slow strokes. I used one of my hands to massage his balls at the same time. Mike was moaning softly and placed a hand on the back of my head. I didn’t want to go too long as I didn’t want him to cum yet. He started to try to pump faster but I gave his balls a gentle but firm squeeze to stop him. This went on for several minutes before I decided I should stop.
While I was sucking on Mike, Jim moved over next Mike on the couch for a better view. I figured that since I was down there, I would give Jim the same treatment. I started on him the same way I did Mike. Since this wasn’t Jim’s first blowjob from me, he knew to sit still and let me work. He isn’t as long as Mike, about 6-7 inches like me but he is a bit thicker than both of us. I started gently licking and sucking his hairless balls. I then moved slowly up his shaft licking it the entire length before taking it all the way in to my mouth. Again I used long slow strokes to make sure he received lots of pleasure without prematurely sending him over the edge.
After a few minutes of this I caught the time out of the corner of my eye. It was 6:45. Grace would be home any minute. I decided we needed to move this to the bedroom and fast. I got on my hands and knees on the bed and told Mike to fuck my ass. As soon as he was in me, I told Jim to shove his cock in my mouth. They both started to pump slowly in to me.
I heard Grace come home a few minutes later. I heard her call my name but I didn’t answer. I knew she would find me/us since the house is only so big. That brings us to the beginning of this story.
I took Jim’s cock out of my mouth, smiled to my wife and said “surprise”. I waited for what seemed like forever for her to say or do something. Finally she came back to reality. “Well, well, well, isn’t this quite the site.” she said. The look on her face turned to pure lust. “This is definitely not the surprise I was expecting. No body move, I need to get the camera.” she said.
When she came back she was completely naked. It was then that I knew my gamble paid off. She told us to resume what we were doing and started snapping pictures. She moved around us getting everything from all the different angles. She told Jim and Mike to change spots. She has seen Jim’s cock many times so his was no surprise. She did however do a double take when she saw the length of Mikes.
Jim shoved his cock in to my ass in one push and started to pump slowly. Mike placed his cock to my lips. I opened wide, put my hand on his ass and pulled him to me until his cock was buried all the way in to my throat. I heard Grace say “Holy shit! He took the whole thing!” I then heard the sounds of more pictures being taken. She paid special attention to Mikes long shaft sliding out to the tip before plunging all the way back in to my mouth. I let this go on for a few more minutes before letting Mike’s cock fall from my mouth. I had Jim pull out as well.
I walked over to Grace. “How do you like your surprise?” I asked. She said, “That was the hottest thing I have ever seen. I had a small orgasm immediately after walking in here and realizing what was going on. Here, feel what it did to me.” She placed my hand on her pussy. It was soaked and she had juices running down her leg. I said, “Well now it’s time for you to have a few more, only bigger. Just think, 3 cocks to make you scream.” With that I kissed her hard on the mouth and led her to the bed where Jim and Mike were stroking each others cock.
She got on the bed and all three of us started to fondle, kiss and caress all parts of her body. Soon she lay down, spread her legs wide and said, “I need someone to lick my pussy now!” Jim dove right down and started licking her fast and furiously. Just the way she likes it when she is all worked up. Mike and I took turns kissing, sucking and licking the rest of her. She reached over and grabbed Mike’s cock and told him she needed to suck it. He was happy to oblige. He moved up and placed it in her mouth. She started slow but encouraged him to put more in her mouth until she had all she could handle in that position. I moved down to Jim and had him roll on to his side a little so I could get to his cock.
We continued this was for a short time until Grace had another orgasm. I released Jim’s cock and he moved right up and placed it at the entrance to my wife’s pussy. I nodded to him to go ahead and he buried it to the hilt in one thrust. Grace let out a loud moan of approval. Jim started to pump in to her. Alternating strokes between hard and fast and long and slow. Soon Grace’s breathing was getting faster. She was grinding her pussy in to Jim’s pubic bone working up another good orgasm. She let Mikes cock out of her mouth and started telling Jim to fuck her harder. “Yeah fuck me harder. Just like that. Oh yeah. I’m going to cum. I’m going to cum. Oh gooooood I’m cumming” she was saying. That was too much for Jim and he said he was going to cum too. I moved my face down to the top of my wife’s pussy and told Jim to cum in my mouth. He pulled out of Grace and stuck his cock in my mouth just as it erupted. Soon my mouth was filled with his hot jizz. I savored the flavor before swallowing the entire load. I continued to suck him until he pulled free from my mouth.
I rolled over on to my back and Grace climbed on top in a 69 position. She took my cock in her mouth as she lowered her pussy to mine. Her pussy was open and swollen from just getting fucked hard by Jim. I stopped licking her long enough to tell Mike to get behind her and go doggy style. He moved up behind her and placed his cock at the entrance and started feed in his cock. I had the perfect view. It was very hot to watch his cock slide in and out of her pussy only inches above my face. Soon I resumed licking Grace’s clit. Every few licks I would lick around where cock met pussy or lick and suck Mike’s balls. Now and then he would pull out of her pussy and put his cock in my mouth, pump a few times and go back to her pussy. This went on for quite a while until Grace started grinding her clit in to my mouth and shoving back to meet Mike’s thrust. I could tell she was working up another big orgasm. Mike just started slamming in to her hard and with almost no warning, she came hard. Her juices gushed out of her pussy and covered Mike’s cock and balls as well as my face. This was all it took for him and he pulled out of her pussy and aimed his cock at my mouth. The first spurt hit my chin before I could seal my lips around his cock head. He came a huge amount. Again I savored the flavor before swallowing the load.
Grace started to suck my cock as soon as Mike pulled out of her pussy. She was sucking hard. She paused briefly to wet a couple of her fingers before shoving them up my ass. It didn’t take long after she did that for me to cum in her mouth. It felt like I came forever. When I was done she spun around and did something she doesn’t do often enough. She kissed me hard on the mouth and let my load slip from her mouth in to mine. I swallowed all of that as well.
We all lay on the bed resting. Each of us lost in our thoughts. I looked over at the clock and saw it was only 10pm. I looked at the guys and asked, “What time do you guys have to be home tonight?” They both said that they really didn’t have to be. I looked at Grace and said, “Well, we don’t have to get the kids until mid afternoon tomorrow. Fell like going again after we get a little recovery time? We could play a game or something.” Her eyes lit up and she said, “You get the pad and pen, I’ll get the dice. Bring your dildos, my strap-on and the lube with you. Were going to make this game interesting.” Looks like this will be a long fun night.

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Fantasy

Friends Make The Best Lovers Part One

It all happened in late Sept. It was a Saturday night. I was clocking out from my shift at work. My boss told me my ride was there. I looked up and to my surprise it was Michael. Michael was dating my friend Lynn. I asked him “What are you doing here?” he said “Lynn asked me to pick you up because she is working late tonight.” I said “Ok that’s cool. What time does her shift end?” he said “11:30″. Which was 2 hours away.
On the ride to their apartment I could stop my mind from going wild and crazy. All I could do was think about naughty things I wanted to do to Michael. When we got there we hung out for a while. We started flirting with each other. Then to my surprise Michael leaned over and kissed me. My body responded immediately. I could feel my nipples growing hard beneath my clothes. I wrapped my arms around Michael’s neck and pulled him closer so I could deepen the kiss. I drove my tongue past his lips and into his mouth. He moaned in response. I could feel the wetness growing between my legs. I kissed him harder. His hands started to move down my shoulders. Slowly his hands found their way to my breasts. He gently squeezed them. I let out a deep moan from the pleasure of it. His fingers found my rock hard nipples and started to lightly pinch them. It sent shivers down my spine. As he continued to play with my nipples my pussy grew wetter by the second. Slowly his hands traveled down my stomach to the waistband of my jeans. He unbuttoned them and slid his hand inside. When his fingers grazed my clit I screamed with pleasure. My pussy was so wet and on fire that he easily slipped 2 fingers inside me. He started sliding them in and out of my pussy. It felt so good. I started moaning and screaming ” Oh yes. Right there. Fuck me with your fingers. I want more. Harder. Faster. Oh yes!!!!” As my orgasm hit like a lightning bolt through my body he held me until I came back down to earth.
I looked him in the eyes with a devilish grin and said ” My turn now.” I kissed him. I shoved my tongue in his mouth over and over again. then I slowly started trailing kisses down his neck to his chest. My eyes watching his face the whole time. I of that.” I kissed the head of his dick. He moaned as I ran my tongue down his massive dick and back up. I looked into his eyes as I encircled his dick with my mouth. Sliding him in my mouth inch by inch until I had all 8 1/2 inches in my mouth. I slowly started picking up the pace as I slid him in and out of my mouth. I could tell he was getting close by the sounds he was making and the faces he was making. So I increased the pace even more. That did it. He lost all control and started pounding my face. Faster and Faster. Then I felt his cum shoot down my throat. “Mmmmm you taste delicious.” I said. He said “That was amazing. I had better get cleaned up before Lynn gets home.”
About 30 minutes later Lynn got home from work. Michael had gotten cleaned up and went to bed because he had to work the next morning. Lynn and I sat and talked for awhile. And I have to admit I was still very horny from my previous round with Michael. I sat there staring at Lynn. A million and one things went through my mind that I could be doing with her other than just talking. She was sitting there watching the TV looking so beautiful. I sat beside her on the couch just so I could get closer to her. I slowly leaned in and started kissing her neck. I wanted to get her in the mood because I wanted her lips on my pussy so bad. She smiled at me and asked “Have you ever been with another woman?” My face blushed at her question. I looked down and said “No. But I have wanted to.”
She took control of the situation from there. She lifted my chin with her fingers looked me in the eyes and said “I find you so damn sexy. I have wanted to eat your pussy for a very long time.” I smiled and said “No time like the present.” She wrapped her hand around my neck and kissed me deeply. Our tongues were darting in and out of each others mouths. I could feel my pussy getting even wetter. I wanted her so bad. She then started trailing kisses down my neck. She paused long enough to remove my shirt and bra. She resumed kissing and licking her way from my neck down my shoulders to my breasts. When she reached my rock hard nipples she sucked one in her mouth and pinched the other with her fingers. “Mmmmm. That feels good.” I said. While she continued to suck and play with my nipples her other hand unbuttoned my jeans and slowly pulled them off of me. She slowly started trailing kisses from my breasts down my stomach to my pussy. When her tongue slid across my clit the first time I screamed with pleasure. She licked my clit for what seemed like eternity. She paused and asked “Do you like the way that feels?” “Oh yes!!!” I replied. She said “You haven’t felt nothing yet then.” At that exact moment she slammed 2 fingers inside my dripping wet pussy. The pleasure was so intense that I orgasmed immediately. As she slammed her fingers in and out of my juicy pussy her tongue was steadily at work on my clit. She was trying to lick up all of my pussy juices that were coming out. I grabbed her by the head of her hair trying to get closer to her tongue as she slammed her fingers inside me harder and faster. My orgasm hit me like a tidal wave.
When I opened my eyes I saw Michael standing at the door with his massive dick in his hand. He had been watching the whole thing from the hallway. As I lay there collecting some energy back. Lynn stood up and walked over to Michael. She pulled him down into a deep kiss. She asked him “Doesn’t her pussy taste so sweet?” He replied “It tastes delicious on your lips.” They started running their hands all over each other while they kissed. Lynn then dropped to her knees in front of Michael. She took that massive dick all the way down her throat. She started sucking Michael’s dick at a rapid pace. This had me hot and horny all over again. So I got up went over to them. I told Lynn “Lay down on your back.” she did as I told her too. I wasted no time. I dove right into her pussy. She was so wet already that I slid 2 fingers insider her pussy. She moaned from the pleasure of it. When I sucked her clit into my mouth the first time she went wild. She tasted like peaches and cream. Michael was so worked up by the sight of me eating his girlfriends pussy that he came up behind me and slid his dick all the way in with on hard thrust. I screamed at the intense pleasure/pain. As he started pounding away at my pussy from behind I sat my fingers to the same pace slamming into Lynn’s pussy. She screamed as her first orgasm hit. I lapped up all her juices. I didn’t stop pounding away at her pussy with my fingers. I continued to lick and suck on her clit. She was tossing back and forth under me. As her second orgasm hit so did mine. We screamed together with pleasure. Michael pulled out of my pussy and said “Trade places, NOW!!!!” We did. the instant I layed down Lynn slammed 2 fingers inside my pussy and started sucking and licking on my clit. I could tell when Michael entered her wet juicy pussy because her breaths on my pussy became shallow. As Michael pounded away at Lynn’s pussy she continued to slam my pussy with her fingers and suck on my clit. The pleasure was so intense that all three of us came at the same time.When it was over the three of us lay there holding each other and talking. We all came to the agreement that the three of us would get together often to do this again. We also agreed that Lynn and I could have each other any time whether Michael was there or not.
Which is for another story all together……
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Fantasy

Craving you

Dakota or Kat goes to visit her step aunt when thing with her step cousin Travis end up going down

Fantasy

Wolf cage.

First story, hope you enjoy it. Something I sorta wish would happen to me or I could try but just a thought

Fantasy

A Girl’s Game To Get In My Pants

My first story that I have ever written, feel free to go easy if you want but good criticism is the best way to make my stories better in future. This was made for a friend, and so there might be a few jokes or ideas you may not understand, but yeah! 4430 words altogether that I hope you all enjoy!
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So there I was – basking in the glorious sun as I got off the old school charter bus that led us off to the esteemed Reward’s Day Out, the sun’s rays torching my already olive skin. I hear Scott yell from behind me “Move, you fat shit!” as he hurriedly gets off the bus, eagerly awaiting the many pubescent girls getting into their skimpy swimming outfits. For this was Summer, and this is when I lost my virginity.
*Fifteen minutes pass*
I see myself now in a queue, waiting for The Taipan. I’m not usually one for the whole going down a huge tunnel in a circular, overused boat, but I felt a strange energy about me, as if today was my day. Plus, I was standing behind the woman of my dreams, a one 15 year old Amelia Lance, who entranced me with her amazing ‘dirty-blonde’ hair, her amazing aqua eyes, her amazing physique (she was a full-time gymnast), as well as her full-fronted C cup breasts, which stood adamantly and proud as they jutted out of her chest, which were covered by a very skimpy and sly white bikini, which did almost nothing to help protect herself from prying eyes. Now, this image would not be complete without her absolutely PERFECT ass, covered by a matching white pair of panties, which had been through years of vigorous hard work in a gym, which then brought us all the way down her long, toned legs. What a sight.
I suddenly get hit in the head. It’s Scott again, demanding that I move forward and stop gawking at Millie’s ass, which she hears and shyly turns around and giggles at me, her cheeks set upon by a sudden rose colour. I turned and looked the other way while Millie had obviously tried to initiate conversation with me. I sighed to myself, what a stupid fuck I was. She turns around again, and slowly we all board the circular boat, ready to get pushed down into the Taipan. I move over two seats away from Scott, and Millie quickly seizes the opportunity to sit in between Scott and myself, while Scott demands to the young service lady that we stay as a group of three.
I mistakably put my arms up in the air as we are shoved into the dark abyss below us, my left arm savagely coming down, striking Millie’s bra as my seatbelt snaps. Amongst Scott’s squealing like a pig, I imagine Millie was now a bit frightened herself as her bra finds itself being my anchor onto the boat as it still clings onto Millie’s body, as we are flipped around like ragdolls in the pitch black tunnel. We are suddenly jerked, and Millie’s bikini loosens, and I am sent hurdling straight into her chest, my mouth narrowly avoiding a nipple as I continue to scream into her chest. We are then shafted to the right, and I then find myself finding it increasingly difficult to stay in the boat while still grasping Millie’s bikini. I then see light behind me, as we make our way to the exit, and I see Millie’s beautiful, uncensored boobs bounce around before my eyes, as her hands are fixated to the boat handles around her.
A surge of blood then interrupts my thoughts. I realize we are now in the open, and I glance back over to Millie, who has already abandoned ship with her broken bikini, and I find myself having very scarlet-clad cheeks as we slowly waddle to the sand shore, where a misguided service man greets us, asking us if everything is okay. I assure him everything is okay, and Scott promptly interrupts, telling the man that her bikini was caught on one of the handles, and undid itself while in the tunnel. We quickly make our escape back to a low-brow area, surrounded by ferns that loom over a stone walkway, not unlike a large, secluded corridor. I spot Millie sobbing in the corner, and Scott quickly abandons me as he tells me to make my ‘move’. Millie looks up at me as I sheepishly wander over, not sure if I should be ready to run at first movement, or whether I should be holding my ground. Her face is full of tears, and she feebly cries out “Winston… please…”
“Err, I’m really sorry about before-“
“Just come over here, I need to tell you something.”
I then slowly move closer, and sit down next to her, the unbelievably beautiful wreck of olive tan and white clothing searing with embarrassment.
“Winston…” she mumbles, “Don’t be ashamed of what you did… I’m not crying from what you did, I’m crying because…”
I then put my arm around her cautiously as I imagine her pouncing up and unsheathing mighty talons as she tenderises me to a bloodied pulp. She lets out a sob much louder than normal, and at that moment I realise her bikini was not broken in the tunnel, but that the knot had just come loose. Two bra strings then reveal themselves to me as I look towards her, as she gestures to me that she can’t do it herself. She makes no attempt to hold the bikini upright as she sits up straight, and I manage to only get a glimpse of ‘side-boob’, before my self-righteousness corrects my wrong doing, and corrects her bikini. I then look at her firm stomach as she continues to sob, and my mind turns off like a mechanism; my prime instincts killing off the thoughts in my head. She then lowers her head, and I hold her chin with my right hand and gently push it to my direction so that she is facing me. Her beautiful, tear-soaked eyes peer into mine, and I feel my penis make an instant pop-up tent in my pants.
“Look, I know what I did has made you in this state now, and for that, I apologize.”
“Winston, I didn’t want you to see me like this…”
I then instinctively remember what Scott had taught me from his many journeys into the pants of young women, and that crying females tend to be more open to sexual advances than others. I use this to my advantage as I launch forward, catching Millie off-guard as I attack her with my mouth, to which she reciprocates. We make wild and uncontrollable love in our conjoined mouths, her saliva mixing with mine as we exchange bodily fluid. This brief moment of ecstasy is then brought to an abrupt end as Scott, seemingly deliberately cock-blocks me as he rushes over and tells me that I need to go with him urgently. Millie tries to grab my hand, but Scott is too quick to pull me away.
We don’t get very far before Scott then stops, and I immediately backhand the fucker.
“What the fuck are you doing, Scott?!”
“Oi, remember – we have to get our names marked off before midday, or else we get busted. Jesus, you’re strong!” he says as he rubs his tender cheek. I look at my watch. Shit! It’s 11:54. I decide to leave Millie for now, for all I know, she’s already gone.
*Another half an hour passes as Scott and Winston have lunch and get their names marked off. Winston cannot stop thinking about Millie during their discussions.*
We then set off; nearly half an hour after we eat, and go to several different rides before Scott and I decide to take different routes, as my puny bladder churns in anticipation of release. I come back out of the toilets, and then bump into Millie, who is now looking rather normal, and has a bottle of sunscreen in her hand.
“Hey Winston, you don’t mind, well, err… Rubbing some sunscreen on my back, do you? I can’t reach it even though I’m ‘supposedly’ flexible.”
I respond with a daft nod as my eyes follow her movement, as she turns around and beckons me to follow. She brings us down to a small, isolated island in an area near the kid’s diving pools, and there awaits us a single beach chair, which I quickly seize as my own.
“Fine,” she stammers, “I’ll just take a swim.”
As she slowly walks into the deep part of the circular river (which encircles our area), I realize that I have never seen this part of Jamberoo before. My attention is then drawn back to Millie, who swims back to shore, water dripping off her gorgeous body, as she shoves me off the chair and claims it for herself, lying on her stomach as I fall into the sand beside it. She reaches beside the chair and retrieves the same suntan bottle, which I must have been holding for her while she went into the river. I mumble to myself as I sit myself upright, as the bottle is shoved into my hands.
“Don’t worry about what happened before. Worry about making sure I don’t get burnt!” she says.
My eyes devour her beautiful legs, tight ass, and beautifully tanned back, all glistening with water. She pulls her mostly dry hair out of the way. Without a word, I sit on top of her ass; I open the bottle and pour some of the coconut-smelling oil onto her upper back, and start to rub it in delicately on her beautifully soft, smooth skin. I start on her back, and spread the oil onto her shoulders and neck, and then down the back of her arms. I then pour some more lotion into my hands, and work my way down to her lower back.
“Make sure you get along my sides and under my bikini… And try not to undo my bikini again!” she says, half-giggling.
I sigh again, and I realize my hands are shaking ever so slightly as my heart pounds a thousand beats a minute as I run my fingers under her bikini strap, and slowly down the sides of her torso, to which she snickers slightly. I then reach for some more oil and quickly jump down to her legs, purposefully missing her nether region. I start behind her knees, and work upwards slightly, but then quickly retreat back down to her calves and feet, before I abruptly end the session.
“Okay, that’s it” I stammer.
“But, uh, Winston… You missed the top of my legs?” she answers back, as if demanding that they were to be done.
“U-uhh, y-you sure?”
Millie giggles. “Just do it, and make sure you get some underneath the edges of my swimmers, I really hate getting sunburnt.” I took a deep breath as I quickly squeeze more lotion into my quivering hands, and proceed cautiously towards to the back of her thighs; gently massaging her while I apply the lotion. As I get toward the top of her legs, she opens them seemingly automatically a bit wider, granting me a small venue of access so I could reach the underside of her panties. I see it – white purity as I apprehend that there is no hair poking out whatsoever – a sight I find quite curious, and I then reach up close to her panties as I feel heat coming from her pussy.
My mind was going nuts.
I very gently brush her bikini-clad cunt with my knuckles and proceed to pulling the edges of her panties off her skin as I slip fingers underneath to put lotion on her, accidently skimming her cunt with my fingertip, which causes her to jolt as I work up to her hips very quickly and unsavourily. At this point I notice that she is breathing very deeply, as I hear slight moans escape her mouth. I then work in the lotion above her ass line, and slightly pull her panties up so there is a definite crack-line showing under her panties. I finish with one slow slide from her hips, down her calves to her feet and back up, with a last brush past her ass, now revealing a bit more than I think Millie had anticipated. My dick then springs out of my shorts unexpectedly, and I swirl off of her and turn around to correct myself, as she surprises me with her quick movement as she grabs my shoulders with her hands and asks “What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, I just love this beautiful day on this beach… Seeing the cloudless blue sky, hearing the distant water… And yeah, loving feelin- err, being here with you.”
She seductively scratches my back with her bright red nails, and slowly brings her hands to meet mine, as she turns me around slowly, keeping my hands in hers. She then does something I will hopefully never forget – she plants my open palms straight on her breasts! My mind is now doing backflips as my vision starts to go wonky, and I look up to Millie as she quickly takes advantage of my groggy state as she hits me straight in the head with a sucker punch. Everything goes black.
“Ugh, my head…” I mutter, a throbbing pain making it hard to see my surroundings. As I stumble to get up, I slowly come to the realization that I am wearing no clothes whatsoever; free as a jaybird. Millie giggles behind me again, almost evilly.
“About time you woke up!”
I twirl around, dizziness striking my ability to see her, but I can make out a definite figure, sitting Indian style only a few feet away. I then force myself to focus, and I realize that she has something of mine – my thongs! She waves them up at me, and then apologizes for having to hit me in the head.
“It works this way. You’re too stupid to help yourself, so I’m going to play a little game.”
“Can I just have my clothes back? What if someone sees me naked?”
“Then they can admire you as I have.” She coyly admits.
“Fine,” I say, defeated. “What must I do to get my clothes back?”
“Whoa, straight to the point I see! No fun at all. But ok.”
She pauses for a moment. “To get each item of clothing back, you must do a favour for me for each one, including your thongs, your shorts, your undies and your gold ring.”
I sigh to myself again, looking at my hand and realizing my $500 gold ring has been taken, and emotions set in of fear and embarrassment of my naked self. For so long I had been self-conscious, and not actually thought of what others may think of my body. I realize my dick is fully erect.
“Ooh, someone’s horny.” She guffaws, as she slowly rises from the ground and walks away dominantly. “To get your thongs back, you must first catch me. Ready, GO!”
She sprints towards the other side of the island, and makes a quick dash for the river, but I quickly charge for her, and tackle her, pinning her to the sandy beach, my dick now pinned in between her clothed ass cheeks. She attempts to get up, but I quickly overpower her and take both of her hands as she squirms and spin her onto her back, pinning her legs under my own, and holding her hands to the ground, showing me an excellent view of her now glistening body; the smell of decadent sweat driving me insane and lustful.
I then quickly regain my thongs and toss them aside out of her reach, re-pinning her right hand down, as she lets out a saddened moan.
“Now, where is my ring?” I forcefully demand as I start to get infuriated.
“This is your second tas-“
“WHERE IS MY RING!”
“Fuck, stop yelling! If you must know, it’s inside of me somewhere. But you have to search for it.”
A deadly mix of lust and anger then breaks free from my entire body, as I fiercely look into her eyes, patiently asking her why she’d do this to me.
“Because, I really want you inside of me. I want you to be angry, so that my first time will also be my best. You can understand this… right?”
I then calm down a little, but she smirks and I instantly start to rage again, my grip on her wrists tightening immensely making her whimper in pain, as I let go of her left hand (my right hand) and then attempt to tear her white panties off of her, my feelings for her now becoming totally substituted by the new lustful rage. Her panties refuse to come off of her however, and are not tie-up like her bikini, so I am forced to slowly peel them off of her, down her legs and I keep them at her feet which I now raise into the air, as I stare at her beautiful mound between her legs, a perfect mix of a large outer labia and a small inner labia, and I see that she is inadequately moistened. I also realize that she no pubic hair whatsoever, and question my internal beliefs as I realize that this is both heaven and hell in its purest form.
I quickly make short work of her as I descend with my finger to explore her unholy depths, teasing her helpless vagina as I lightly touch her inner labia with two fingers, rubbing up and down, and gaining speed as I try and moisten her, so I can explore for my ring. I cannot lose that ring! She moans uncontrollably, her eyes rolling into the back of her skull as she experiences my unforgiving wrath. Her cunt quickly becomes swollen and red as I introduce my tongue to the fray, as she bends her legs across the back of my neck, her panties and legs trapping me, pushing me down further onto her pussy. I then take a deep breath as I start to suck on her vagina, sucking all the fluid out of her, which tastes a bit metallic. I then realize that I have hit the jackpot as I then spit on her vagina, swirling it around with my index finger as I get ready to probe her.
My finger slides in unchallenged, but soon hit her hymen, which I stab at with my fingers, making her squeal which gradually leads to a loud scream, and her pussy walls tighten, much to the dismay of my hand, which will now have more trouble finding the ring with blood everywhere. I fondle around for a while, mostly just to feel her amazing, velvet insides, but also while trying to find my ring. I raise my head back up to look at her face, and she seems to be having the time of her life, so I take my finger out, wiping the blood off of her cunt with her discarded panties and place my finger into her gaping mouth, letting her taste her own fluids, as she fervently sucks the juices off my finger, so I promptly take it out, and start foraging through her pussy again as I dive for her mouth with my own, my tongue darting into hers like a piston. She seems to be now radiating a very fine odour which causes me to deviate further, and without thinking, I ram four fingers into her delicate, deflowered pussy. Her stomach tenses rhythmically to my beating of her pussy now, and I start devouring her stomach, licking and sucking her slight abs as I work up to her bikini, which is still on her, covering her well rounded breasts. I then yank it off, the knot giving me grief, but I persevere with my free hand and yank it harshly, her bra snapping between the two cups, and I toss it to the side.
“You could have just unt-“ I interrupt her with a slap to the face, and she starts to look at me as if she starts to regret her decision to make me angry. I flick her left nipple, as I stare at the pink marvel, her areole a nice diameter, making her boobs look full and bouncy. I flick it again, this time much harder, causing her to wince in pain, as her nipples start to swiftly increase in size, hardening to their full potential. I then mouth her left nipple, and suck on it as I squeeze her right breast with my free hand, causing her to get the full experience.
I finally feel the ring, as my four fingers are inside of her, past the third knuckle as my fingers squirm around and finally feel the ring lodged between presumably the wall of her pussy and a small raised patch inside of her, which I repeatedly brush past in order to reach the ring with my middle finger, as she makes noises much more rampant and clamps her legs even harder, almost breaking my back as she starts to gyrate frantically, and then my entire hand gets drenched with her orgasm juices. Her pussy starts to free up, and my hand triumphantly escapes with the ring, out of her body. She breathes a very long sigh as she starts to calm down, I push my hand against her ribcage, feeling her heartbeat gradually decrease.
Millie then releases her death grip of me with her legs, as she brings them down to the ground controllably, and then catches me off guard as I attempt to stand up, touching my extremely aroused dick with her feet, which have red toenails, matching her fingernails.
Her soft, warm feet are not even covered with sand, which I question, as she starts to give me a footjob with the arches and toes of her feet, while I watch her stomach, leg and pussy muscles retract and contract as she does her thing, making me nearly burst even though she had only just begun. She sniggers as she pulls a cheeky and deviant face; she raises her hand to her mouth and shushes me as she whispers “Now it’s time for you to stick me for all you got. Beat me to hell, you know I deserve it. You do this, and I’ll tell you where your undies are…”
She closes her eyes as she lowers her hands again, and the heavenly footjob starts to cease, she settles into the chair more and bends her knees, making her feet touch either side of her ass. I grab her feet and then force them behind her head, which is almost no feat at all, her legs locking in place as I align myself, my dick now resting on her vagina as I tease her slightly before I roughly shove my 8 inch wonder into her hole, ramming her back wall, as I look at her face which lights up with pleasure and pain, as I quickly jack into action, quickly thrusting through her meat as her whole body jiggles, her boobs dancing on her chest as they make slapping sounds as they hit her face several times. The tip of my dick then finds the raised part of her insides again and I proceed to make sure I hit that section with every stride of my hips, which causes her to struggle for breath, as I think she is about to orgasm again. This spot feels awesome as I hit it with vigour, my dick tracing it all the way to the back of her love cavern.
I went on like a machine for a few minutes until my rage-fuelled lust for her started to wear off with my gradual exhaustion, so Millie substituted for me as she unlocked her legs from behind her head and repositioned them behind my back again, crossing them and locking me in, and I get an idea. To help speed her up to another orgasm, she brings me in much closer and starts to gyrate again, humping my dick from a semi-seated position, her velvet meat feeling much juicier now as the position changes, and I reach for the suntan lotion bottle, knowing the screw-off lid has a cylindrical tube inside, which I unscrew as she continues to work for me, and I stop her from fucking me temporarily as I prep her asshole with my finger as I slowly introduce the foreign object into her ass, and standing up her still on top of me as I lay down on the chair, and she starts to hump me dry again as she lets go of her usual death grip and rocks on top of me, while I hold the thin cylinder of lotion in her ass, for increased pleasure. I sit there for several minutes as Millie works her magic, her thrilling legs and ass providing a show as her vagina swallows my dick as she pumps up and down, up and down…
And then it happens. She goes for an orgasm, and splashes me with her mix of love juice, as her body then starts to fasten her movements, and I feel my body shiver intensely as her pussy walls tighten once again, and I start to orgasm myself. However, she doesn’t stop orgasming like last time, she seemingly has a double orgasm, and keeps producing her stuff on to my body, which is now dribbling down my legs and onto the beach. I then spurt all my spunk into her in one big thrust of my hips, as my world goes fuzzy again, and she freaks out, not knowing what it was as I let out a long groan. Fuck that felt good. She looks at me half disgustedly, as she realizes she is practically oozing cum, her vagina filled to the brim as her orgasm ends with mine in sync.
“Millie… I love you.”
Her face smiles at me, as she looks over to her ripped clothes and then back to me, her magical aqua eyes sparkling in the sunlight, her cum-stained hair flowing in the slight wind which has now picked up.
“I love you too… I still hope you love me after I tell you I burned your panties!” she laughs.
I smile, and tackle her to the ground, and then drag her to the river as she contests with me as I grab her by the shoulders and go into the river with her to wash off.
“How are we going to explain this to everyone..?”
I grab her head and bring her in close, as I whisper in her ear…
“Fuck the school; we’re walking the long walk home.”

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Breaking Barriers – Pt. I – A Justin Bieber Fanfic

Brief Warning: This story is purely fiction and a creation based solely on pictures I’ve seen of Justin Bieber available on the internet for public viewing. If there is indeed an album in the works called “Breaking Barriers” I was unaware of this at the time of creation. I have never met, spoken to, received any kind of written acknowledgement from, or obtained permission to write this story from Justin Bieber or any of his associates/people mentioned in this story. Other than Justin Bieber, Christian Beadles, Selena Gomez, and Caitlin Beadles, any names mentioned in this story are completely random and do not reflect any real-life persons. The situations in this story do not reflect the values, beliefs, morals, or practices of any people mentioned within. I do not base my writing on any media outlets or news stories of the characters aforementioned, simply fantasies that exist in the confines of my own mind. By writing this story I do not support or encourage any rumor or belief about the characters mentioned – I simply like to imagine that the situations listed below happen from time to time. I am not enforcing the rumor that Justin Bieber is a closeted gay. Please do not leave comments of hatred for they will be ignored regardless of their content.General Warning: This is a story depicting two celebrity minors engaging in homosexual sexual situations. If this is offensive to the reader, please do not feel the need to comment or read further. Any negative comments will be ignored whilst any positive comments will be appreciated. I plan to further this series as the “Breaking Barriers” tour continues. Thank you for reading.
Note: This story/series will focus on a romantic relationship between Justin Bieber and Christian Beadles and hence, be more focused on romance, new and exotic feelings of lust and love for each boy, and forming a lasting bond between two people than on sex. For that reason, the stories will generally be lengthy. If you wish to skip the “lovey-dovey” stuff and go right on ahead to the sex, begin reading at the paragraph that begins, “’Hey, Christian,’ Justin began. ‘Would you mind if I took a … bathroom break?’” Once again, thanks for reading.
Breaking Barriers – Pt. I
In late 2011, Justin Bieber released chart-topping new singles from his new album, “Breaking Barriers”, featuring guest vocals by Lady GaGa, Will.I.Am, Usher, Fergie, and one of Justin Bieber’s idols, Beyonce. The album focuses on facing adversity and the hardships that teenagers oppose and is predicted to have a major demographic for older teenagers. The album is scheduled for release in January of 2012, but Bieber’s manager along with several executives from the record company believe that a small tour promoting the new album was in order, giving the projected demographic a small taste of the new sounds and music before releasing the album large-scale. Thus began the Eastern Coast Tour. Over the months of October, 2011, November, 2011, and December, 2011, Justin Bieber will tour the eastern coast of the United States, beginning in New York, New York, and ending in Key Largo, Florida.
Whilst on this tour, Justin has decided to allow his best friend, Christian Beadles, to ride along and watch the performances to experience more of a celebrity lifestyle. Christian eagerly agreed when offered with this opportunity and now shares a room with Justin on his tour bus. The tour bus itself is quite large. It holds three bedrooms, two bathrooms, a full kitchen, and a dining area. On board are Justin Bieber and Christian Beadles, a driver hired by the record company, Justin’s manager, two bodyguards, and a caretaker who cooks and cleans for Justin. Behind the bus at all times is a large van that has most of the special equipment for the tour and a small group of crewmen who do the pre-show and post-show set up. The tour bus and van have entered into New York, New York a few minutes ago via the Lincoln Tunnel and are approaching the theatre Justin is to perform at this evening:
Christian looked outside through the large cabin window and smiled in awe. He’d visited New York before, but no other city was quite as amazing. The streets were bustling with people and the buildings seemed to stretch upward for miles and miles. Within a few minutes, the bus pulled to a halt and Christian was eager to climb outside and take in a lungful of the smoggy, yet beautiful, New York air. Christian did just that – rushing outside in a flash – and stood on the sidewalk in front of the grandiose theatre. The unmarked black van that had followed the tour bus for the last two-hundred miles stopped just shy of the bus. Large muscled men dressed in black t-shirts and denim jeans began to unload the valuable equipment onto the sidewalk to bring inside the theatre for Justin’s performance. Christian took a seat on the stairway that led to the back entrance of the theatre and looked out onto the street ahead, studying the people that walked on the sidewalk. He loved to watch people – just to study what they were doing as they lived their lives.
Christian had awoken early that morning, leaving Justin unstirred in their shared bedroom. Christian fixed himself breakfast as they entered New York and had been anticipating their stop ever since. Just being in the Big Apple gave him chills. As he sat on the stairwell, he pulled a magazine from his rear pocket and began to thumb through it, enjoying the midday breeze. It was quite warm for October, especially this far north, but there was still a nip in the air. Christian’s eyes lifted from the magazine as he watched the crewmen begin to haul the heavy auditory equipment up the stairs into the back entrance. A younger laborer caught Christian’s eye. He had a wisp of messy – yet styled – blonde hair atop his head and despite being a roadie of sorts, he had little muscle. Christian guessed him to be in his twenties, but the sight of him was still appealing despite his older age. As Christian stared, he could see the sweat dripping off of the youth’s body in a stimulating fashion. It was quite nice. Then, as Christian looked away from the blonde man, he saw Justin. His eyes instantly locked onto Justin’s lean body, which was wrapped in a clinging turquoise shirt that hugged every curve and muscle. Justin had his legendary purple sunglasses over his eyes along with tight, denim skinny-jeans that sagged a few inches to reveal purple and black checkered boxer shorts. He wore bright blue custom-made sneakers, which looked amazing on the boy. He also wore a purple and white hat atop his head, pushing his fringed hair into his eyes. Christian was nearly salivating at the sight of his older friend, suddenly glad that Justin had grown his hair back out.
Justin walked towards Christian and ascended the stairs on which he sat, looking towards his friend. They met eyes and Justin flashed his beautiful smile at Christian as he went into the concert hall for a sound check. Christian’s heart swooned as he took in the smile, ever excited to be in Justin’s presence. Christian returned to his magazine, thinking that there was an article about an interview with Justin over the new album that he could read, but suddenly decided against it. He stood, walking back to the tour bus to find some other source of entertainment. As Christian found the foot of the stairs, which led to the busy New York sidewalk, he spotted a young gay couple walking hand-in-hand along the road. They were smiling and laughing together, dressed flamboyantly in bright colors. The older boy leaned in and kissed the cheek of the younger, who then beamed joyously. Christian threw the magazine in his hands in a nearby rubbish bin and turned on his heel to run back up the stairs and into the theatre.
Christian entered through the back door and instantly spotted Justin in the center of the stage, speaking through a microphone to the man in the sound booth. Christian took a seat in the center of the front row to watch Justin and the crewmen set up. Justin saw him and waved and smiled. Christian returned the gesture and Justin’s face fell into seriousness as he spoke with the soundboard operator. Behind Justin, the handsome blonde roadie was working on the wiring of a fog machine whilst the others were lugging in heavy equipment. Christian could hear the soundboard operator speaking over the concert hall’s intercom, now.
“That’s good, Justin. Now let’s see the quality of the speakers. Sing something and I’ll adjust the board for optimum quality,” he instructed.
Christian moved forward in his chair with anticipation as Justin began to sing the chorus of “Baby”, an older song from an older album. Christian smiled at the pleasant tones of Justin’s voice. He loved how Justin clutched his chest as he sung, moving his arms horizontally as if he were performing. Christian couldn’t stop smiling.
***
A few hours later, customers began pouring into the concert hall to find their seats. Several ushers were showing people to their spots. On stage, Justin was nowhere to be found – probably dressing backstage. Christian sat in the same seat he had before. Justin had arranged for him to sit in the very front row, a friendly gesture. As the gigantic crowd was seated, the hall was filled with excited chatter and whispers of what the performance was going to be like. On his right and left, Christian saw teenage girls and their parents adorned in Justin Bieber attire. The girl to his left wore a shirt that said “Bieberific” on the front and read lyrics to a song from Justin’s last album on the back. The girl on his left wore purple sunglasses and held a sign that read, “We luv u Justin”. Christian smiled, relieved they didn’t realize who he was. He wasn’t one for the spotlight. Over the intercom, Christian recognized the familiar voice of the soundboard operator.
“Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the man of the hour – Justin Bieber!” he shouted.
The cheering and screaming began instantaneously as music began to play. It was the introduction chord of a song from Justin’s last album entitled, “No Time To Spare”. The crowd went wild, chanting and screaming and when Justin stepped on stage, the crowd’s decibel level seemed to climax into a unison of screams. Christian, without shame, cheered and yelled for his friend’s success. At the same time, his eyes locked onto Justin’s tight-fitting outfit, which consisted of only the color white. Fog began to roll in, which was lit by the purple stage lights, and beautiful tones began to flow from Justin’s lips, enticing the crowd into a murmuring silence. Christian could feel the sensual energy sprouting forth from Justin’s amazing performance.
After three songs and a small narrative from Justin, Christian was looking at his friend in a completely sexual way. He had never done so before, other than the occasional glance at Justin’s private area, thinking of how big he might be. Tonight was different, however. He felt as if he and Justin just… connected. Maybe not physically, but spiritually. As Justin performed and sang, Christian felt that each lyric, each word was emphasized to be specifically about him. Christian closed his eyes and imagined his lips on Justin’s as the boy’s music played in the background. Christian’s heart, unbeknown to him, was pulsing hard at these newfound feelings.
***
After the show, Justin and Christian met backstage to help gather the equipment and prepare to move to the next city. Justin’s manager, Nick, quickly found them, however, and proved to have a better idea.
“Justin, for publicity purposes, if it’s okay with you, I suggest that you do a meet-and-greet with a couple hundred fans. They’d come in, get an autograph from you, get to ask a few questions, and then go on their way. It’d really show people you’re dedicated to “break the barrier” between celebrity and fan.”
Christian turned to study Justin’s reaction. He quickly smiled and nodded. “That’s a great idea. How are we going to choose who gets a picture?” Justin asked.
“We can do the first five rows of seats. They paid the most for where they are, so why not reward them?” Nick said, chuckling.
Justin agreed and, very quickly, a table was set up in the exit hallway and the first five rows of fans were ushered in a single-file line to meet Justin. As he walked to the signing area, he turned back to Christian.
“Hey, Christian! Why don’t you come help me? I’m sure they wouldn’t mind meeting two celebrities,” he said with a grin.
Christian laughed at his friend. “Please. I’m only well-known because I hang out with YOU.”
Justin smiled and Christian, instantly won over, followed like a lost duckling. The pair took their seats at the signing table and an excited throng of fans began whispering intently. The first person to get their signature was an older woman – perhaps thirty or thirty-five – who told Justin that he was a “welcome new voice among an era who have lost the meaning of music”. Justin, humble as he was, told the woman that he did it out of sheer enjoyment and she nodded and smiled.
As the line went on, more and more people said similar things. They complimented him, thanked him, praised him. A fair few took notice of Christian, asking for a photo of the two together. As murmurs of Christian’s presence made its way through the line of fans, Christian received more and more requests for signatures. He obliged, getting a prideful thrill off of the experience. While he was signing a young girl’s photograph, Justin leaned over and whispered, “See? This is fun, isn’t it?”
Christian nodded and smiled, welcoming the next fan. After about an hour or so, the line began to dwindle. One of the last fans in line was one that Christian was especially interested in. The boy looked to be Justin’s age – perhaps sixteen, if not older – and he was obviously gay. He was dressed head to toe in flamboyantly bright colors and he had a tattoo of a star on his left wrist. His jet black hair was in a faux hawk complemented with neon purple tips. As he approached the table, he shuffled his feet a bit and his face turned scarlet. He was quite shy, but in a small yet deep voice, he asked Justin to sign his photograph, laying the prized slip of paper on the desk. Christian’s gaze focused intently on Justin. He was interested to see what his friend would do. He had to know that the guy was queer, like Christian did, right? Justin instantly smiled that beautiful grin and set his Sharpie to the photo. He handed it back to the boy and thanked him for coming to the show. The boy’s bright blue eyes instantly lit up with adoration and he gave a smile that could crack his face if held for too long. Justin asked if the boy had any questions for him to answer, but he simply shook his head – still smiling – and walked away hurriedly. Christian’s heart skipped a beat as he realized what Justin had just done. With a grin, he welcomed the next fan, once more.
***
No less than a half-hour later, the boys were back on the tour bus, heading straight for Jersey. It was nearing one o’clock in the morning, but the pair were intent on playing video games until the sun rose in the sky. They were playing Justin’s Z-Box, trying to beat each other’s score in Heed of Duty 7. Justin had just got a killstreak and released rabid Nazi zombies onto the battlefield. As Christian’s character died, he turned to look at Justin. In the reflecting light of the television screen, his face was brightened and his normally pink lips now shone a brighter tone. Christian ached to kiss those lips – yet, he didn’t know why. Christian was always taught that boys should like girls and girls should like boys, but for some unknown reason, Christian was drawn to his best friend in a way he couldn’t put into words. He still liked girls – sure! – but there was something… intriguing about Justin that pulled Christian near. As Justin caught Christian’s gaze, he sniggered.
“What?” Justin asked.
Christian’s heart skipped a beat. “Uhm…” he began, trying to think of something to say. “You remember that kid that you signed the autograph for tonight?” the words came rushing out in a flood of speech.
Justin giggled. “You mean the one that came up to the signing table? Sure!” he said smartly.
“I mean the gay kid. Towards the end,” Christian said, unable to stop himself from finishing.
Justin did not look back towards the television. “Yeah…”
“Why’d you sign his picture?”
“You don’t think I should have?”
“No, no. It’s not that! I was just… wondering.”
Justin smiled. “Anyone can be my fan. I’ll respect them just as much as the next, regardless of who or what they are.” With that, he turned back towards the television and continued annihilating Christian’s score.
Christian was unable to breathe. His heart skipped another beat and he smiled widely as his eyes returned to the screen. He was beaming as he played, joyous at his friend’s answer. Perhaps there was hope. Perhaps. As Christian’s thoughts traveled elsewhere, pondering what Justin’s answer meant, he grew stiff in his shorts.
“So how is Caitlin? I don’t see her very much anymore,” Justin asked, changing subjects.
“S-she’s fine,” Christian stuttered, thrown out of his fantasies. “She doesn’t seem to have any feelings for you anymore. She just mostly does chick stuff, y’know? Shopping and hanging out with her friends…” Christian let the sentence die.
“I’m glad. I didn’t want things to end the way they did and it was uncomfortable coming over to your house afterwards,” Justin said.
Christian nodded, understandingly. “How’re you an’ Selena?”
Justin sighed and Christian could tell that he had rolled his eyes. “I dunno. It’s… rocky. She’s always clinging to me and never leaves me alone. She always wants to GO somewhere, but she only kisses me or hangs on me when cameras are around. I don’t like it.”
“Why not just break it off?” his friend asked.
“I plan to – and soon,” Justin said. He turned towards his friend and in the corner of his eye, he caught the bulge in Christian’s pants. He instantly burst into a fit of laughter. “No need to get excited. You can stop imagining us in bed. It hasn’t happened yet and probably won’t.”
Christian, relieved by this news, nervously laughed off the moment with Justin. After a few minutes, the boys agreed to turn off the Z-Box and go to bed. As they fell asleep, the bus pulled into a welcome station a few miles away from the entrance to New Jersey and there they stayed to rest for the night.
***
When the boys awoke the next day, they found themselves on the road once more. Nick entered the bedroom only a few minutes later and announced that since the show did not start for several hours, they had time to kill. Justin, almost instantaneously, suggested stopping at a beach for some maritime fun. Justin’s manager obliged without resistance and the tour bus changed course towards the nearest coast.
As they arrived, Justin and Christian took turns changing in the privacy of their adjoining bathroom and were quickly wearing only swimming trunks. As Christian emerged from the bathroom, he noticed Justin sitting on the bed, texting someone on his high-dollar phone. Christian’s breath quickly escaped in a gasp as he saw his friend’s gorgeous body.
Over the summer, Justin had been working out at the gym more often than ever and it showed. Justin had developed a very noticeable muscle tone, accenting his features beautifully. His shoulders seemed to have grown a bit more broad and his stomach became flatter and developed a more defined abdomen. At the time of Christian’s viewing, Justin’s small, dark nipples were erect and rigid and his breathing was even, constantly causing his amazing chest to rise and fall eloquently. Christian felt lightheaded, gazing at his friend in such a way. It was… wrong. At least, Christian had been taught so. But it felt so… so right. So perfect. Christian couldn’t help but watch Justin’s brief movements, wondering what hid underneath the thin shorts. He wanted to see more. He needed to see more.
His thoughts and rising erection were interrupted, however, by Nick’s booming voice, announcing that they had arrived. Justin looked up and smiled at Christian warmly.
“Got a towel?” he asked.
Christian could hardly speak. “I’ll grab one,” he said.
Justin nodded and stood, walking towards the door and Christian’s eyes fixed to his posterior end, watching carefully as the snug fabric hugged the curve of his friend’s perfect, rounded ass.
The pair walked out of the bedroom, inched through the tight hallway, and exited the tour bus to see a beautiful white-sand beach being lightly kissed by flawless turquoise, yet nearly transparent, waters. A breeze flowed through the air, carrying the scent of the saltwater and the noise of the constant tide. It was breath-taking. Seeing as it was early October, however, the water temperature was a bit cold. It mattered not to Justin nor Christian, however, as their young-blooded bodies managed to keep warm.
As they made their way to an empty section of beach, away from any crew members or tour personnel, Justin took a surfboard from a nearby stack and offered one to Christian, who accepted with a large grin.
“Ever been surfing?” the teen idol asked.
Christian shook his head, “No.”
Justin grinned. “I’ve been a few times. I’ll teach you what I know.”
With that, the pair of inseparable, mischievous, pubescent boys made their way to the water and, very carefully, stepped into the chilled water. They swam together, splashing like little boys at each other, and waited about a hundred feet or so feet away from shore. Here, the smaller waves could be felt.
Justin showed Christian the proper technique for getting onto a surfboard and catching a wave in its prime. Christian tried to mimic Justin’s actions but his form was tense and nervous, causing him to fall often. The boys went further out so that larger waves could come and tried intently to catch a perfect ride.
Christian, eventually, gave up after so many failures and decided to watch his friend, instead. As Christian rested his head onto the board’s surface, his eyes focused on the lean abdomen of Justin’s body, which was continually pummeled with showers of saltwater, giving it a reflective and shiny look. He looked nice wet. His normally fringed hair lied in his face a bit, but turned it into a dark tone, making Justin appear nearly Italian in combination with his close-to-olive skin. Christian sighed deeply – maybe affectionately – as he watched. Continually, Justin fell over and over again, losing balance or rising at the wrong time. Perhaps it was rustiness – perhaps inexperience – but he couldn’t seem to get that perfect wave.
“Ready to call it quits?” Christian shouted.
Justin’s laugh could be heard for miles, making any longing person’s insides turn to flutters. “Not yet. Let me try a few more!”
Christian nodded and watched closer. Justin then laid down his surfboard and began to paddle towards an incoming wave. This one was larger than the last few and looked perfect. Justin had told Christian that these were the waves to wait for. Christian’s eyes locked once more, waiting for his love-interest to prove his prowess. Justin climbed atop the board at the perfect time and rode the wave well… for a few seconds. His knee then buckled, as if his body had been too stiff – too tense. Justin collapsed forward, diving headfirst into the ocean’s depths. Christian began to laugh, but as he saw his next sight, his breath left him with haste.
Atop the crystal-like waters were Justin’s purple and black swim trunks – without a Justin in their grip. Instinctively, Christian ripped the goggles in his trunk pockets from their place and slammed them onto his face without hesitance. He then dove underneath the water and did he ever get an eyeful! In his line of vision, un-obscured by any foliage or sea life was the essence of Justin’s maleness. Christian could see Justin’s member, which – although limp – was extremely nice and quite long for a complete lack of sexual stimuli. His testicles, due to the cold water, were drawn close to his body, coveting the warmth radiating from his stomach, and it gave him a virile look as the skin of his scrotum was tight. Christian also took note that Justin had no pubic hair. Unlike Christian, Justin seemed to have shaved his away, which was not uncommon.
Justin then turned around quickly, obviously looking for his undergarments, and Christian got a great view of his rear. Justin’s ass was tight – and packed – as it was perfectly round and bubble-shaped. It held a certain… attractive quality that Christian had never observed on another person before. He had the urge to kiss the soft cheeks, to feel them, to part them… He didn’t understand the thoughts surging through his mind but he enjoyed their desires. As Christian tried to get a closer look, he was suddenly aware of his own stiffness, which had been present since the shorts first floated towards him. His member was throbbing and hot – begging for Christian’s touch.
After what seemed like an hour of staring, Christian could hear – faintly – Justin’s calling voice. He realized, also, that he had been holding his breath for an extremely long while. Christian broke the surface of the water, gasping for precious air, and heard Justin laughing.
“Christian,” he said, speaking through giggles. “Toss me my pants!”
Christian looked around and to his left saw the purple wad of clothing. He tossed it over to Justin and, with a slap, it landed in front of him. He quickly pulled them on, removing all traces of his exposed manliness, and began to chuckle.
“Maybe we SHOULD head back,” Justin yelled. Christian agreed with a nod and together, the two boys swam to shore.
***
Hours later, Christian was sitting in the front row of Justin’s performance in Newark, New Jersey. He got a perfect view of his friend’s dancing and singing and, although he was unaware of it, he wore a toothy smile the entire show. He couldn’t help but to begin to view Justin more like a boyfriend than he would a best friend. He noticed subtle things about Justin’s appearance, personality, and voice that he hadn’t before. Was he the first to make these discoveries? For instance, while Justin performed a single from the Breaking Barriers album, he could detect tones of misery and loneliness through the cheerful lyric. Was his relationship with Selena really that hard? As he moved, he could see that Justin thrusted eagerly, like there was a primal hunger within him for sex. How long had it been since he last slept with a girl? Was he a virgin? These thoughts pulsed through Christian’s mind at a pace he could barely keep up with himself. He continued to watch his friend, lovingly, and waited for the show to cease.
***
Eight songs, four-hundred-and-eighty-six autographs, and thirty-nine photos later, an exhausted Justin and a cheerful Christian entered the bedroom of their shared tour bus as they began to drive to a resting area near Trenton, New Jersey. Justin sort of flopped himself into a chair that set next to a small table – normally used to hold their Z-Box controllers – and sighed.
“That was a great show, tonight, Justin,” Christian said, a pep in his voice.
Justin grinned. “Thanks. It took a lot out of me.”
Christian took the seat next to Justin and reached behind himself to grab the deck of cards that sat on the bed nearby. “Wanna play a game of ERS?” Christian asked, smiling like a careless teen.
Justin leaned forward, placing his elbows on the table. “Sure!” he said, excitedly. “No one can beat me in ERS!”
Christian pulled the deck from its packaging and soon realized that this was a special kind of deck. As he dealt the cards, he noticed that each was portraying a different woman – devoid of clothing – and emphasized a certain part of her anatomy – differing with each card.
Justin soon leapt for the deck. “Whoa! This is supposed to stay in my spare shoes… Did we play with this earlier?”
Christian shook his head no.
“Wonder who got them out…” Justin pondered. Then, as he looked at the Queen card, which showed a woman from the waist up, her chest and breasts covered in semen, he obtained a mischievous grin that threatened to crack his face. “Matter fact,” he said, “let’s use these.”
Christian grinned, as well, and the cards were dealt. Now, ERS, or Egyptian Rat Screw, as some call it, is a simple game. The objective is to obtain the entire deck and it requires focus and attention to play. Playing with pornographic cards isn’t exactly ideal, but the boys did so.
Christian, after dealing the deck, put the two Joker cards, which showed pictures of gay men with semen on their chests, a parody of the Queen card, in his lap to ogle. Justin did not take notice, which Christian was thankful for.
The boys played for the next hour or so. With each card that was set on the table, a new pair of breasts or a new parted womanhood showed itself to the pubescent boys, causing bulges to appear in both of their pants. It seemed for a long time that Christian was going to win, but the tables suddenly turned and Justin got on a streak. Christian broke his gaze from the naked women on the cards and looked towards Justin.
At that moment, Justin was leaning back to stretch and his shirt had risen from his jeans and exposed his flat belly. Christian’s eyes locked to the skin and, just below this area, noticed a bulge in Justin’s jeans. And. It. Was. Big.
Justin settled back into his original position and began to play once more. His mind on the image of Justin’s newly-pitched tent, Christian stated, “Y’know, I haven’t been able to jack off since we started this tour.”
Justin laughed as he set down another card. “Me either. It’s been Hell.”
Christian and Justin both broke into a fit of giggles, then. It seemed that the longer the boys played, fondled the pornographic cards, and focused on the throbbing members in their pants, the more that the sexual energy in the room began to grow. After Christian lied down two Queen cards in a row, Justin commented.
“You know, these women… they’ve probably seen wa-a-a-ay too many dicks,” he said, putting emphasis on each extra “e”.
Christian laughed but did not respond. Justin continued. “When I fuck for the first time…” he began.
Christian could swear he heard shattering glass as this statement passed through Justin’s succulent lips. His dream boy was a VIRGIN. A VIRGIN. Christian smiled widely. He didn’t know why it mattered so much to him, but it did. It mattered greatly. It was the difference between life and death! At that moment, nothing else mattered. NOTHING. His boy was a virgin!
“I want a virgin… One I could… break in! I would want them to be tight… tight enough so they moaned every time I stuck it in…” Justin finished, in deep concentration. “Don’t you?” he asked.
Christian stammered. “Y-Yeah… the tighter the better, right?”
Justin giggled. “No need to get nervous. We’ve talked about sex before…”
I haven’t wanted to fuck you before, Christian thought. “Yeah… I get so hot when I think of it, though,” Christian said, chuckling. It was the truth. His whole body set fire when sex entered his psyche.
As the boys played their cards, sweat began to form on either brow. They began to perspire as the bulges in their pants throbbed and called to their dominant hands. As Justin lied down another King card, which showed a woman with a dildo inside of her to its hilt, he threw his cards on the table and groaned.
“Hey, Christian,” Justin began. “Would you mind if I took a… bathroom break?”
Christian could sense the eagerness of Justin’s tone. He could see the primal need of gratification upon the boy’s face. Justin had never asked to masturbate while Christian was near and Christian had never done so, either. Presented with the situation, Christian quickly obliged.
“Thanks!” Justin said, letting a sigh of relief come with the words.
Justin stood up from his chair, making it fall backward onto the shag carpet. He reached down to his stomach and pulled upward on the end of his t-shirt, raising it up over his head. Christian could not look away. His beautiful abs and his tight, erect nipples were staring the pubescent boy right in the face. Justin then began tearing at his belt, loosening it and unzipping his pants afterward. As he pulled them down and kicked them off, he stood only in a pair of white and black boxers, an extremely large tent in the front. Without trying, Christian’s body gave a small whimper.
Justin, hearing the sound, turned his head to the side to look at Christian and gave him a puzzled, quizzical expression. Christian’s eyes met Justin’s beautiful set and an instant, primal connection was made between the two sexual beings. Christian’s eyes, bravely, traveled down Justin’s chest, to his abs, and finally locked onto the tent with desire.
Justin, ever knowing, grinned that special grin. The boys were locked – locked in silence and in tension. Neither spoke and neither breathed. The room oozed sexual energy and a desire from each boy. Then, with as little eloquence as possible, Justin breathed two words.
“Wanna see?” he asked, a slight tone of arrogance in the whisper.
Christian does not respond. He cannot. He won’t. Justin accepts this as a response in and of itself and, gently, oh-so-fucking-gently, pulls on the waistband of his boxers, allowing the mass of his manhood to flop freely.
Christian gasped. As he did, Justin gasped as well, in shock of his friend’s sudden movement. Christian could not stop staring. Justin was hard as rock – solid and pulsating like some ancient enchanted relic. Justin was circumcised and a tiny droplet of pre-cum formed at the glans of the throbbing member. Christian had never seen a dick – other than his own – and Justin’s took his breath away.
Justin made a slight movement to pull his boxers down further, and this frightened Christian. His body reacted, believing Justin was going to put the massive member away, and he leapt from his seat to the area in front of Justin and bowed to his knees. His friend did nothing to resist or to stop him as he moved, anxious to see what would happen next. Thoughts flew through Christian’s mind. What to do… what to do. He looked up at his friend, saw those pert nipples and that shocked face. Thinking he had offended Justin, he began to rise from the floor, but a warm hand touched his shoulder.
“Wait,” came a small voice.
Justin shook his body gently and the boxers fell from his great manhood to his ankles, bunching on the floor. Christian cannot speak, once again. Justin then stepped out of his boxers and began to walk to the bedroom door, turning the lock that blocked the outside world from entry. He returned to his friend and waited patiently. As Christian absorbed the situation, Justin’s voice sounded again.
“You’re hard…” he said.
Christian looked down and blushed shyly. Justin grinned at his friend and reached down to him, pulling his shirt over his head and off of his body. Christian looked at Justin questioningly and then back down at the dick in front of him. With his right hand, Christian suddenly took a firm grip of Justin’s manhood and began to pump it back and forth, as he would his own, and soon a small amount of pre-cum leaked from the head. The droplet swam down Justin’s meaty shaft to Christian’s hand. Christian could feel a tingling in his spine and against his brain. Is this real?
Christian then placed his small, full, pink lips over the head of Justin’s cock and let his tongue find the ridge behind it. As his tongue touched the tip, Justin shuddered and Christian could feel his heartbeat against his tongue. The feeling made Christian’s own cock begin to throb harder and the feeling is wonderful.
Christian then thought back to everything he’d seen in porn – everything he’d heard from his girl friends – and began to give head to the teen idol. Slowly and generously, Christian took a good three inches of Justin’s meat between his lips and, with his hand placed at the base of the shaft, began to move back and forth on his cock, tugging on the shaft with each impalement. He sucked gratefully, rocking his head back and forth – up and down – on the pulsing cock in his mouth. He was careful to avoid biting or scraping and licked as much as he could. He could tell that his friend enjoyed the motions as Justin had began to pick up a steady rhythm of moving his cock in and out of the moist depths, feeling Christian’s soft lips touch his sensitive tip. Justin suddenly pulled his dick out of Christian’s mouth and grasp and pulled up the chair he had knocked down earlier. He sat and spread his legs wide, allowing Christian to continue.
Christian inched forward eagerly and began exploring with his tongue – licking the tip and the shaft, obtaining a taste of Justin’s boyhood and a bit of his sweat. Christian’s tongue soon found Justin’s balls and he began to suck on them, one at a time. He licked the area between Justin’s cock and thigh, tasting and loving. He then moved back to Justin’s cock and lapped at the head. His dick was stiff and eager – more so than before now that he knew what he had been missing.
“Man,” Justin said, thinking aloud, “Selena would never do this for me…”
Christian giggled and licked once more. “Why not?” He then took Justin’s cock head between his lips and placed his hand at the base once more, continuing to suck and rub.
Justin leaned back in his chair. “I dunno. She says she’s a ‘pure girl’. I think Disney brainwashes them all into ‘purity rings’ and ‘abstinence’.”
Christian laughed around Justin’s cock and continued sucking heavily. Justin began to moan and shudder more often. As Christian’s mouth tightened around the thick meat, he could feel the cock flex and tighten inside of his mouth, against his tongue. Justin soon took hold of Christian’s head and began thrusting in and out of his mouth, like some forbidden hole that gave naughty pleasures. Christian enjoyed being used in such a way and gained similar mental pleasure from tasting the essence of his friend’s sex. After a few minutes of the thrusting, Justin removed his hands and leaned back in his chair, thrusting deep into Christian’s mouth.
“Suck! SUCK!” Justin commanded, on the brink of orgasm.
Christian obliged, wrapping his hand around the base and pumping harder than before. His mouth contracted around the sensitive ridge and tip and Justin came – hard. Christian tried to swallow as much as he possibly could, but Justin’s pent-up load was too, too much. A fair amount of it dribbled from the youth’s mouth onto his chest and onto the idol’s thighs. As Christian is covered, he can’t help but to think that he resembles the Joker card from the pornographic deck.
As Justin catches his breath and comes down from orgasm, his cock inevitably shrinks. Christian finds it fascinating to watch and, as he does, he draws designs in the mess on his body. Justin leaned back in his chair and sighed.
“Christian… I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to do that. I didn’t want to influence you at all,” Justin said, speaking at an extremely fast rate, “I was just horny. I wanted it… needed it, actually. I’m sorry.”
Christian, instead of speaking in return, stands and kisses Justin deeply on his lips, savoring the lost-desired flavor of those beautiful lips and tongue. He can feel Justin’s tongue invade his mouth and for a long, ecstatic moment, the two connected more so that they had ever before. As they broke their kiss, Justin chuckled.
“I guess… that means you had fun?”
Christian nodded cheekily. His face fell to seriousness, then. “Justin,” he began, “we’ve been friends for a long while, now… and I want a true answer. Are you… gay?”
Justin sighed. “I’ll admit, I’ve had thoughts of other boys, but – honestly – the only reason that we just did that is because you’re my best friend. I wouldn’t’ve let anyone else.”
Christian beamed at this news, full of pride.
“Do you… want the same treatment?” Justin asked. Christian’s heart skipped a beat.
“Would you… be willing to do that for me?”
Justin laughed. “Well, hell! I might as well try, seeing as you did it for me!”
Christian eagerly began stripping off his pants. He tore off his boxers like a madman, exposing his slightly smaller and thinner uncircumcised cock. It’s throbbing and the head was exposed out of desire.
Justin stared for a long while and then instructed Christian to sit on his lap. The youth did as told and adjusted himself so that his legs were spread apart, his knees planted on the chair’s surface on either side of Justin’s thighs. In this position, Christian’s manhood sat right in front of Justin’s hairless chest. Justin reached upward, hesitantly, and took a firm grip in the center of Christian’s member. He began to jerk it, playfully, exploring the different reactions that Christian gave and seeing what he could do with his friend’s meat. He pulled on the foreskin, a foreign item to Justin, and rubs the inside of Christian’s thighs. All the while, Christian felt amazing with each touch of the idol’s soft fingertips and sensual movements. His cock twitched at times of sheer pleasure and this made Justin giggle – like a boy experiencing something naughty for the first time. Justin then began to pinch the head of Christian’s cock gently and squeeze the shaft to make the head swell. Christian gave small whimpers and moans.
Soon, Christian’s lack of recent masturbation and the excitement and newness of the experiences were allowing him to prepare for orgasm just from Justin’s touch. As Christian shuddered, Justin apparently sensed this and moved downward with surprising flexibility and began to suck unskillfully on the head. Christian’s eyes shut tight as he moved his head towards the ceiling and moaned loudly. Justin attempted to deepthroat the youth’s member but gags a little at the halfway mark. This causes him to focus solely on the head and ridge that was normally protected from such intrusions by Christian’s tight foreskin. Justin sucked heartily and rocked back and forth on the head, bringing all the blood to its surface. Whilst he did so, his hands were squeezing and massaging Christian’s tight balls, allowing the boiling sperm within them to squirm just a bit.
Christian was ready to cum and began to moan louder than before. His back arcs as his posture straightens and his arms go straight downward at his sides, his hands grasping at the air. His toes curl and his body twitches and his teenage seed blasts inside of Justin’s mouth. Instantly, Justin recoiled and angled his head away from the streaming cum. Christian coasts Justin’s chest instead and a single strand of the watery mess lands in Justin’s fringed hair and face. As Christian tries to catch his breathing, Justin spits what got in his mouth on the floor. Seeing this, a small amount of disappointment weights down on Christian’s heart. It seemed unfitting that after sharing such a close moment that Justin would reject his seed, but that came with inexperience and the anxiety of being in such uncharted territory.
Christian was still ecstatic, however, as his best friend just allowed him to live his darkest fantasy. The youth begins to climb off of the idol, but he feels Justin’s tight prick against his rear as he does so.
Christian then, ideas flooding his mind, turned to Justin to look him in the eye. “Do you want to… put it in me?” he asked.
Justin is hesitant in responding. “Honestly, Christian… without a condom… I don’t think that’s gonna happen.”
Christian nodded, in disappointed understanding.
“But,” Justin began, “I AM hard… so I’ll give you a little surprise. Lie down on the floor, back up.”
Christian did as told, climbing off of his desired boy and lying on the soft shag carpeting that lined the tour bus. Justin climbed off the chair next and manually spread Christian’s legs wide so that his cock is comfortable and his balls were exposed from behind. Justin then climbed over Christian and lied on top of the youth. Christian could feel the waves of warmth coming from Justin’s pulsing body – especially his cock – and obtained a tingling feeling along his spine, wherever Justin was near. He closed his eyes in anticipation and could soon feel Justin placing his rigid member between his ass cheeks and soon, he could feel Justin humping against his cheeks and hole, extremely close to penetrating him.
Justin began at a slow pace, sliding his tight rod between Christian’s cheeks with caution. Then, as he built a rhythm and their two bodies connected, he felt Christian clench and make it more difficult for Justin to hump. This gave the boy renewed stamina and he began to pump his legs, thrusting his cock with vigor and speed against the youth’s tightness.
Christian grew hard, once again, almost immediately. His cock was begin rubbed against the shag carpeting underneath him each time that Justin’s thighs slapped against the back of his ass. Christian moaned into the carpet, although he wasn’t receiving enough pleasure to elicit a moan, and felt that he was in Heaven. Justin continued pumping – harder and harder – until it seemed that Justin was trying to fuck the air between Christian’s cheeks as hard and as deep as he could.
“Turn over,” Justin requested, stopping his pumping.
Christian did as told, getting on his knees around Justin – in reverse cowgirl – and here, Justin was able to thrust both between Christian’s tight ass cheeks, but also in the area between Christian’s pulsing erection and his thigh. Christian really liked it when Justin pumped there. He could feel each time that Justin thrusted, as his cock would move upward and touch Christian’s own.
Soon, Christian’s hand was wrapped around his throbbing cock, pumping away like a depraved man, as Justin’s cock slithered its way between Christian’s balls and thigh, humping against the youth’s body. Within minutes, Christian began to spurt his seed once more, raining down his cream onto Justin’s thighs and onto his cock and balls. Justin, once again riding a new wave of stamina, pumped harder against Christian’s tightened and orgasm-ing cock. Christian clenched, attempting to close his legs as he came, and this created a tighter area for Justin to fuck. The teen idol grabbed the youth’s waist and began pumping as hard as he could and soon, he began to cum as well, blasting his seed up and along Christian’s abdomen. The longest strand even flew from Justin’s cock to Christian’s chin.
Both boys seemed to collapse after their second orgasms. As Justin fell against the floor, Christian turned and climbed on top of him, catching him in a warm embrace. Justin rolls with Christian on the floor, feeling his back land against a warm sperm puddle. He giggles as this happens and Christian bends down to kiss his body as much as he can before being fought off. The entire time, as boy connected with boy through that post-sex kiss, Justin was giggling like a schoolchild just as Christian was.
A few minutes after the snuggling, Justin sat up on the floor and looked around, examining all the wet spots from their bonding.
“We may need to clean this up before we perform in Trenton…” Justin suggested playfully.
Christian chuckled. “Who showers first?”
Justin turned and tackled the youth, kissing him with vigor and passion. The two naked bodies became one in a tight embrace.
“Why separate now?” Justin asked, that grin returning.
Christian smiled back, lighting up the room with energy. Justin stood and offered a hand to his mate. As they moved towards the adjoining bathroom to shower as a pair, Christian’s arm extended around Justin’s body, clutching his waistline and pulling him close. His palm covered the avian tattoo on Justin’s body, as a boyfriend would, and in that moment, Christian felt that all would be right in the world thus far.

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