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Still on the floor, we leaned back against the couch. He gently pulled and stroked my pubic hairs, tickled my balls and asked, "You ever go into the reference room of the library in town?"
"Yeah. Why?"
"Ever see a set of books on the top shelf, The Encyclopedia of Human Sexuality?"
"Yeah. I looked at some of it when no one was around."
"Me too. Ever see an entry for something called 'analingus'?" He asked.
"No. I don't think I have."
"You would have remembered it. You know what it is? It's when somebody licks and eats out your ass."
"That sounds gross."
"I don't think so. Lay down."
"What?"
"Lay down. Here." He handed me a throw pillow. "Put this under your back. To lift you up."
"I don't know..."
"C'mon. If you don't like it I'll stop."
"Promise?"
"Yup."
And with that, I put the pillow under my back. He got down between my legs and raised them as he dived for my ass. He licked the cheeks around my butt hole. It felt good, pleasant. Then, to my surprise, he kissed it and with his tongue began to prod my cherry hole open. I squirmed in delight. It felt good.
I held onto my knees so he could further spread my butt cheeks open to better penetrate me with his tongue. I was in heaven.
"Want me to stop?"
"He'll no! No. It feels great!" I squirmed and twitched as he continued to eat me. Then I felt him begin to probe my ass hole with his finger. He brought it my mouth.
"Lick it," he instructed.
I did, getting it good and wet, suspecting what was coming. (In truth, in the shower I always stuck a soapy finger up there to clean my anus well. And there is a spot I'd always hit that always so good as I poked at it. Who knew that in high school I would be giving myself prostate massages! Though I didn't know then that that was my prostate.) I wasn't disappointed. He took the tip oh his soapy middle finger and began to gently insert it into my anus. Then, with a shove that made me jump, he was in up to his knuckles. He began rotating the digit, hitting that special spot.
"How's it feel."
"Great. You're rubbing a spot that's really sensitive. See, as you rub it, you make me leak more." As I said that, a pearly bead oozed out of my cock slit. With his free hand Howard began stroking my dick, milking out a bit more before rubbing it into my cock head, making me squirm. I grabbed his hand to slow him down as he continued to finger fuck me with the other. He went back to eating my butt hole, fingering me more and more vigorously as he did so.
Then he stopped, looked me in the eyes and said, "Man. Your ass is so hot. I gotta fuck you."
He rubbed his cock under my balls, prodding at my ass hole. I knew it was heading toward this and I willingly consented.
Now, I did see the entry for "anal intercourse" in the encyclopedia, and knew that some sort of lubrication was needed.
But my young friend was prepared. He reached behind that wall panel and took out a jar of petroleum jelly. He rubbed some on his dick, then took some and greased me up with one, two, then three fingers. If his fingers felt so good, just imagine what his pecker would feel like.
He withdrew his fingers and put the tip of his boy rod against my eager ass hole. He pressed, pushed, and popped the head in. I arched my back off of the floor and gasped, "Wait a second. I read it may take a few seconds to adjust."
With that he slipped out of me, still hard, still dripping.
"Ok. Let's try again," I said.
He pushed in again, just the head. He held it there a few seconds and slowly slid it up my ass. I held still, eventually feeling him brush my ass with his pubes when his boystick was fully inserted. After a few seconds, my ass began spasming around his rod, adjusting to its invader. I sighed, "Go ahead. I'm ready."
He began to slowly pump my hole. He looked me in the eyes. "How's it feel?" He asked.
"Better. It's almost beginning to feel good."
Howie shifted his position slightly, and began hitting that spot.
"Oh yes," I sighed, "keep hitting me there. Wow! Oh, wow!"
He did, and more pearly beads dripped out of my cock as my ass tightly gripped his dick. I wrapped my legs tightly around his back as I rose up to take each of his thrusts as far up my butt as I could, never in my young life thinking such pleasure was possible.
"Oh, yes! Oh, oh, oh! Yes, Andy! Yes!Yes! Yes! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck me! Oh, yes! Yes! There! There! THERE! AHHHHHH!"
I could feel a rope of fluid ooze out of my dick as my ass hole spasmed around his cock in what I would call in later life an "assgasm"___ not quite an orgasm, but a body spasm in which some semen and/or precum is usually ejaculated.
God. It felt good. We continued to fuck like this for a while before changing positions. He got on the floor on his back holding his erection up. Facing him, I lowered myself onto his waiting, dripping prick. "Ohhhhhh! Howard. You feel so good inside me."
I began riding up and down on him as he thrust up into me. He grabbed onto my cock and wanked me as we furiously fucked. But even at that age, we could only last so long. After a few minutes of this intense passion, he began thrusting harder up into me as I met him thrust for thrust. He then squeezed my dick in a death grip and exploded into my ass. I could feel five distinct shots out of his pecker, and with that, I shot all over us both, our bellies chests, and shirts.
I collapsed on top of him, rubbing myself in my sperm. We kissed long and warmly. "Thank you," he said. "You were my first, and it was so good."
I kissed him. "You were my first too. And what a first. That was intense."
"I'll say. Let's go get cleaned up and have a bite. Then I want you to fuck me."
"You are on, Howie." I shivered as he withdrew his cock from my ass.
We cleaned up, ate,got naked, and went at it all over again. I fucked that tight boy butt of his after eating him out. I couldn't get enough of his pink pucker, ringed with that same fine, blond hair of his pubes. I, too, finger fucked him with one, two, then three fingers. He moaned as I hit his pleasure spot for the first time.
He begged me to fuck him, and I complied.he got on all fours, and I mounted him from behind. I was gentle at first, furious as he grew accustomed to the pounding of my almost six inches. Soon, he was crying out in pleasure.
I reached under and held onto his pecker, stroking him in rhythm to my thrusting. We kept at it for a while, and I could feel the love dew dripping out of his dick with each thrust of my boner. It was the first time I fucked anyone too, and the feeling of his warm, pliant ass milking my boy tool were beginning to get overwhelming. I thrust hard, burying myself deep up his ass as I shot my inside of him. He gasped and shot his cream into my hand. His knees buckled and he collapsed under me, grasping my cock with his ass-ring, causing me to fall on top of him, my prick still deep in his ass.
"That was fucking incredible," he said as he squeezed himself around my pecker. "Let's do it again."
He kept squirming and twitching his ass, and before I knew it, I was hard again. I began rhythmically fucking him again As he met me thrust for thrust. "Oh, yeah," he said, " this is going to be a real fun weekend!"
And it was. We sucked, fucked, and fucked some more. We remained good friends and regular fuck buddies and had lots of good times.
Maybe I'll tell you about them sometime.
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