Jake & Eric's Excellent Adventure - PT. 2

So, I climbed ontop of his back and positioned my boner upward and placed it right between his butt cheeks. Then I placed my ankles on his calves so he could feel the full weight of my body pushing my dick length wise across his butthole. As I massaged his strong shoulders, I began to gyrate my hips causing my dick to move up and down in the crack of his ass. He had such a bubble butt, that my skinny dick would disappear right in the middle where his butt cheeks closed over the top of it.

"Yeah! - That feels real nice!" Eric said. 

I held onto his shoulders and pumped my dick along his butt crack with greater inthusiasm. All the while I was doing this, we talked about tomorrow night. Out of the shear sexual arousal that I was causing Eric to feel as I dry fucked his butt crack, he began to describe all of the things that he wanted to do to me, and with me tomorrow night in our hotel room. He had reserved a room right across the street from Knott's Berry Farm, so we could sneak away a few times during the night to make love. Those where Eric's words, and just like a few minutes ago in my kitchen, I felt myself loosing the grip that kept me from falling head first into what was going on between Eric and I.

"Oh man Eric! - hearing you talk like that, is getting me real hot" I said.

He didn't catch my hint and continued to describe in great detail how he was going to slam his hard dick in and out of my ass until I begged him to stop. I just layed there with my eyes closed and pumped my hotdog in his buns.

"Eric - Keep talkin' like that, and I'm gonna cum in your buttcrack." I said.

"I dare you!" He said, and started shaking his butt while my dick was planted between his cheeks.

"I mean it Eric - You're gonna make me cum! - I'm so close." I said.

"You cum in my buttcrack, and I'll cum all over you comforter." He said.

"I dare you!" I shot back, and started pumping my dick in his crack like a jackhammer.

Eric spread his legs apart and told me to aim my dick downward between his legs, and I did. Once I resumed pumping, it was 10 times better and Eric closed his legs together tightly. I could feel the tip of my dick slam into the back of his balls on everydown stroke. Eric was humping my bed as I humped him, and I heard him take in a huge breath of air.

"I'm gonna cum Jake!" Eric said loudly, and just hearing that was enough to trigger an explosive orgasm. I was breathing heavy and sweating like a pig. I'm not sure why I did it, but I bit the side of Eric's neck for the last few seconds as my hot cum made the 5 1/2 inch trip to the top of my cock. I just burried my face in Eric's neck and panted over-and over.

"Can you feel it? - Can you feel it?" - Can you feel it?" I gasped everytime I fired a shot of warm semen all over the backside of Eric's balls. I was proud of the amount of my ejaculation and could hear the squishy sound of my cummy-cock squishing between the bottom of his buttcrack. This was by far, the longest lasting orgams that I ever recall having. Even after I stopped shooting, I continued to pump with a fury as I jerked at the feeling of my sensative dick head sliding between Eric's cheeks.

Finally, I collapsed ontop of him and just layed there as we struggled to catch our breath. After a few minutes, my dick shrivled up and I became interested at looking at the results of my work. I lifted myself up and could see the cream coated balls between Eric's legs, and I thought it was an awful lot of cum, but that was only until Eric rolled over.

He had shot a load of his own cum that was smeared between his stomach and my navy blue comforter, I knew that I'd have to sneak that into the wash when nobody was home. His load made a wet spot as round as a CD, and I just smiled when I saw it.

"What are you smiling about?" Eric asked.

"Wondering what it's gonna feel like when you let a load like that loose in my ass?" I said.

"Really good" Eric said, and then started to kiss me. Suddenly the thought came to my head and I broke our kiss so that I could make a request.

"Eric?" 

"What?"

"When you do it to me tomorrow, I want to be on my back and not my stomach, okay?" I said.

"However you want it Jake, that's how I'll give it to you." 

"And I want you to kiss me while you're cumming?" I asked.

"Your wish is my command." Eric said with a smile and resumed our kiss.

I closed my eyes and kissed Eric back, and I thought about his last comment. It sent shivers up my spine to hear him say "your wish is my command" In my mind, I was making wishes quietly to myself, one after the other. I wished that his family would know about us like mind did, I wished that we'd love each other until we where old, I wished for there to never come a day where I'd find my standing over his coffin, I wished for a time where I would lay down beside him every night for the rest of my life, I wished that I could erase the hurt and pain that he caused me from my mind forever. I wished for a hundred other things until I drifted off to sleep next to him. In those last few moments of consciousness, I remembered how I used to pray before bed every night when I was a little boy.

But as I got older, and my life became a living hell, I must have given up and assuemed that nobody was listening, or that there really wasn't a God, or that there was a God, but he was mad at me because I was a queer. I wish I could remember exactly when it was that I stopped praying. Ironically, all that I can remember is the little prayer that I used say every night when I was little. I'm sure kid's must still say these days, even the gay ones? 

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"Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my sole to keep. Should I die before I wake, I pray the Lord my sole to take. - God Bless Mommy, and Daddy, and Davey, and Mr. Squeekers (my cat), and (my turtle) Speedy, and Ms. Atwater (my teacher)
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Back then, I think I must have asked God to bless just about everyone that I knew, and that included people and pets that where already dead. I could hear Eric breathing softly beside me, and I could only assume that someone finally heard my prayers after all of these years. So I got out of my bed, down on my knees, leaned over the mattress, and said my prayers. I figured that even God deserved a second chance.

The fact that nobody bothered us until nearly midnight when Eric woke me up, was proof that my mom knew that Eric and I where making love. As difficult as it was, we agreed to refrain from cumming until tomorrow night. It didn't stop us from kissing and holding onto each other until the wee hours. Then we got up and attended the half day of school, and when the time came, we followed the school buses to Knott's Berry Farm.

By then, the rumors had escalated. I will never forget the feeling that I got when a girl that I know cornered me and asked me point-blank if Eric and I where gay. Eric was paying for some food just a few feet away and I knew that he had heard what she had asked.

"I am, you'll have to ask Eric yourself." I said to her.

Of course, I didn't think that she would actually ask him, but when she didn't move and seemed to be waiting for Eric to turn around, my heart began to race. I had no idea what he would he'd say. It was an aspect of your new relationship that we still hadn't discussed. When he finally did turn around, she became all giggly and asked the same question, but not as boldly as she had asked me.

"Eric, do you know what people are saying about you and Jacob?" She said much more quietly.

"And what might that be Tracy?" Eric replied.

"Well....um.....that you guy's are boyfriends and stuff." Tracy said.

"And stuff, huh! - Like what kind of stuff? - You mean like this kind of stuff?" Eric said, and leaned over and kissed me right infront of Tracy, and a few other girls from school that I didn't really know too well.

They all gasped in shock, but fuck all that! It was the look of total jealousy that I immediately began to feed upon. Eric jammed his tongue right in my mouth in front of these bitches, and they where fuckin' green with envy. Two of them seemed horrified by it, and one seemed completely turned on by the sight of two guy's kissing. I could only imaging the sopping wet mess that she must have made inside of her panties. I'm not sure if girls jack-off as much as guys do, but if they do, I could only assume she made a B-Line for the closest restroom so she could give her clit a rubdown.

I've often wished that I was a girl, but then I'd quickly realize what a slut I'd be if I was. There where 500 boys at school, and I knew that 499 of them would fuck me just because I asked them to. I'm not sure why girls hold out so much. If I was a girl, I'd be giving my pussy away, and preferably to 2 or 3 guys at a time. One dick in my mouth, one in my ass, and one in my pussy. Fuck it! maybe one more to jack-off on my tit's just for good measure, but I digress.

I was completly revolted when a few people approached Eric and I and said that they where cool with what was going on between us. Okay, so it wasn't cool when I was a single fag, but now that I'm Eric's bitch, it's cool all of the sudden? 

Several hours had gone by and Eric hadn't mentioned the hotel room across the street. I was getting horny by the minute, and finally couldn't take it anymore. I had been thinking of Eric being inside of me all day and I decided to take control of the situation. I took atvantage of Eric asking me if I was hungry. I leaned over and whispered into his ear.

"Yeah! I'm hungry..........for your dick!" I said quietly.

"Fuck......I thought you'd never ask." Eric exclaimed 

He started to walk quickly towards the main entrance, and then across the parking lot. We crossed the street to the hotel, and every step closer, caused my heart to beat faster. It was like we where on autopilot. I was already taking off my shirt as Eric stuck the key in the door, and the next thing I know, we're naked and in the shower.

I was so horny that I think my asshole dialated like a pussy in labor, because in no time at all, Eric had three soapy fingers in my ass. Even when I did it to myself, two fingers was a far as I'd go, and that was often uncomfortable at times. But tonight, I wanted Eric to make love to me, and I hoped he'd be gentle and not just slam it to me as he said he would last night.

Yet, another wish was granted. I watched the look on Eric's face as he slid inside of me so slowly. There was much more pressure then three fingers, but Eric gave it to me little by little until he was completely inside of me. Instead of getting a stroke going, he just continued to push in harder even though he could go no further. Just like how he waited for me to bring up the subject, I figured that he might be doing the same thing again. Once I got used to having his fat dick burried to the hilt, I slowly began to rock my hips, and thereby causing his dick to side in and out a few inches.

I was fixated on Eric's expression as I rocked my ass up and down on his hard dick. His eyes where closed, and his mouth was hanging open. He was making soft moans as he began to get his own rythm going. I reached up and touched his face, and he looked at me is he slid in and out. He droped his upper body down towards me and put his face next to mine, cheek-to-cheek.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

"Oh yeah! - It's wonderful." I said.

"You want me to go faster?" Eric asked.

"I want you to do whatever you need to do to cum inside of me." I said.

"I am." Eric replied.

He did eventually pump a little faster and paid special attention to the down stroke and grinded the head of his fat dick deep within me. Each time, it felt like he was going to make me cum, but then he'd stop and pull back just as I was getting there. After another 20 minutes of this special attention to the depths of my ass, I felt that feeing rush over me, and that buzzing sound in my ears.

"Eric! - Oh yeah, Eric! - You're gonna make make cum any second." I said.

Eric doubled the pace of his pumping and started to kiss me. We both started to moan with our tongues in each other mouth's. It was clear that we where gonna come together, and Eric began to whimper as we felt the warmness of my cum squirting out between our bodies. 

"Oh Jake! Here I go!- I'm cumming in you, can you feel it? - Can you feel it?" Eric said, and started to kiss me as he finished cumming deep inside of me. Being kissed by a guy as he's cumming in you has to be the hottest thing that I've ever done. Not to mention, being made to cum without ever having to lay a finger on your dick.

Eric and I never made it back across the street to the amusement park, and stayed in bed until the sun came up in the morning. I did it to him 3 times and he did it to me 3 more times. By the time a month had passed, I could take him anyway he wanted to give it to me. 

Eric came to know me like a book he had read a hundred times before, and eventually fucked me so fast that the sound of his slapping balls became a constant tone. I found it odd that Eric could never cum from as ass fucking like he could do to me, but I could make him cum like a fountain by rimming his hole with my tongue. He liked it best when I'd take long stroking licks across the surface of his hole. The sounds that Eric would make would drive me crazy, just as much as they do to this very day.