Star Gazer

I shivered as he tugged my pants and underwear down
around my ankles. Taking the cheeks of my ass in his hands
he kneaded my smooth, firm buttocks, setting me on fire.

"Willis, I'm not sure we should be doing this. What if
someone finds out?"

"Whose going to know except for the two of us," said
Willis. "Just keep watching the stars, Mikey. I know how
they affect you, how they lull you in their erotic embrace."

I felt his hot, steamy breath wash over my butt. He
reached between my quivering thighs to gently pull my semi-
erect cock back between my legs. I nearly blinded myself on
the eyepiece of the telescope when I felt his passionate lips
engulf the head of my cock. At college my roommate and I had
experimented around a few times, jacking each other off and
shit like that, but we'd never done anything like this.

Willis' amazing mouth was making me weak in the knees. I
felt the tip of his tongue lashing at my sappy piss-hole.
"God, that feels good," I sighed. "I'm glad you invited me
over."

"I'm glad you came," said Willis, spitting out my gooey
knob to nuzzle my fuzzy nuts. "I've been dying to lick your
big balls for so long. I knew they would be delicious."

I gasped as Willis sucked both my swollen bangers into
his glutinous mouth. He was old enough to be my father, but
I didn't look at him like that. To me he was a virile,
passionate man. He was my guide on an incredible journey
through an unexplored galaxy of manly pleasures.

My aching nuts felt cold and abandoned as they popped
from Willis' warm, wet mouth. I held my breath as his nose
moused its way up the crack of my butt. What was he doing?
What did he plan to do to me? He used his strong fingers to
spread open my tender valley. I heard myself moaning
fervently as his spiky oral probe darted frantically through
the dense, manly fur that blanketed my gaping crevice. His
quest came to an end when he buried his slippery tongue in my
cherry pucker.

"Oh yeah!" I howled, in a state of complete ecstasy.
"Lick my ass! Ahh, God, I like that! Stick it up my butt,
Willis! Eat my tight hole! Fuck me with your hot, slippery
tongue."

Willis pushed his face between my downy orbs with a new
found sense of determination. My youthful heart was thumping
frantically against the inside of my rib cage. In my wildest
dreams I had never imagined such pleasure existed.

"Has anyone ever told you before that you're
absolutely adorable," Willis gasped, finally coming up for
air.

"Not recently," I replied. It was strange at first,
hearing another man compliment me in such a way, but I liked
it.

"Well you are," said Willis, unfastening his pants.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"The stars, Mikey. Keep watching the stars."

I looked at the stars, but not through the telescope. I
gazed out through the attic window. The night sky was as
alive as I had ever seen it. While I stood in awe of the
night, Willis stripped me naked. Holding to my hips he
scooted his chair closer, sliding his legs between mine.
Slowly, he pulled me down onto his lap, and the cock that
jutted from his groin like a throbbing stinger.

My virgin fuckhole stretched painfully to accommodate
the crest of his lumbering ramrod. "That's it," Willis
panted. "Nice and easy. No need to rush things. Take your
time."

My over stuffed bunghole pulsated with agony. "It
hurts," I whimpered.

"That will pass," said Willis. "You just need to get
use to my cock being inside you."

Again I focused my thoughts on the stars and the
smoldering passion within me. I felt Willis' thick cock
flexing inside me, and it made me long to have all of him.
Lustfully, I descended into his awaiting lap, thrusting his
unyielding fuck muscle deep into my spastic rectum.

"You're so beautiful," Willis cooed, reaching around to
play with my rigid cock. I leaned back into his embrace and
felt the warmth of his body against my back. Never had I
adored a man more than I adored Willis at that moment.

My tightly clinched anal pucker squeezed the root of his
embedded cock. He gasped softly, gently chewing on the side
of my neck as I wiggled my impaled ass against his strong
thighs. "Oh God, Willis, I never knew it could be like this
between two men."

While jacking me off with one hand, he caressing my
erect nipples with the other. "Let yourself go, Mikey.
Between us there should be no secrets. We should be free to
love one another as only two men can."

Willis arched his pelvis, cramming his elongated prick
even deeper into my bowel. There was no pain, only pleasure.
"Fuck me," I grunted ruttishly. "Fuck my hot, aching ass.
Oh Christ, your big cock feels so good! Hammer my butt,
Willis. Shoot your load of gooey jism inside me."

I felt his stiff rod flex with orgasmic gratification.
"Oh shit, Mikey, I'm gonna cum!" His fist pounded my young
pud with a vengeance. Again he uttered how beautiful I was.

"Beat my meat!" I cried. "I'm almost there. Faster!
Work my dick faster."

Willis gasped blissfully as his erupting organ showered
my rectum with the warmth of his sappy spunk. With a feather
light touch, he stroked my tingling nuts. My ball-sac
immediately contracted around my swollen pods, reducing them
to a tight velvety pouch, which huddled at the base of my
cock.

A thick stream of ivory semen squirted from my pisshole
to slosh across the back of Willis' bobbing hand. My entire
body shuddered uncontrollably as a second and third wave of
stringy jism splattered across my chest and belly.

"That's it," panted Willis, shot that load of sticky boy
cum.

"Oh God! It feels so good!" I cried out.

"Taste it," said Willis, taking my hand in his to smear
my fingers through the shimmering pools of succulent nectar.
"Put your fingers in your mouth and suck them." I did as he
asked, and was amazed by how much I enjoyed the pungent
flavor of my semen.

Willis' cock, now withered with satisfaction, slipped
from my stretched fuckhole. My pucker was like an uncorked
bottle, oozing with spit, butt slime and cum. The manly
concoction dribbled down Willis' spent nuts and formed
gooey puddles on the floor.

After squeezing the last drop of jism from my well
beaten meat, Willis held me tight in his arms. We just sat
there for the longest time staring out at the stars through
the attic window.

That summer, and the four summers that followed, I spent
a lot of time with Willis in his attic. It was there in that
sweltering loft, locked in the sweat of passion's embrace,
that I came to terms with my sexuality.

To this day, I still get a hard-on when I look up into a
clear night sky and gaze at the stars. And be assured, for
as long as there are stars in the night sky, I will never
forget those heavenly nights of love Willis and I shared.