5 comments/ 42888 views/ 38 favorites Pizza Boy at the Door Ch. 02 By: JKendallDane 8===> Josh discovers what all 'being a delivery boy' can include I spent the entire day unable to think about much except the experience from the night before with the football stud. I made it to all my classes, but was constantly day dreaming about the hunk that had introduced me to a whole new world just hours earlier. If I wasn't boning up thinking about having Tony be the first dick to ever cross my lips, I was leaking pre in my jeans remembering how fantastic it felt when that gorgeous hunk took me to his bedroom and went down on me...bringing me to the biggest orgasm I had ever had when he gave me my first blow job. After my last class, I rushed back to my dorm room and pounded off to the vivid memories that wouldn't stay out of my mind. Afterwards, I hopped in the shower before changing into my cutoffs and company tee for evening shift. Tuesday was usually slow and therefore an easy night. Wouldn't hurt anything either knowing one of the other drivers scheduled with me that night was Cody. Even before his and Bryan's opening up to me, I enjoyed being around him because he used his wicked sense of humor to keep things light...even when we were slammed out with stacked up deliveries and trying to find our own asses with both hands. He and I clocked in at the same time and jumped on the early rush orders that had already piled up without much conversation between us beyond the normal kidding about who got stuck with the freshman dorm runs where tips sucked, and who was going to grab the gravy tip money that usually went with the runs to sorority row. We stayed busy enough the first couple of hours that all we did was pretty much wave at each other when we passed in the parking lot coming and going. By 8:30, business died down and we had a chance to hang out back to split the joint he scored from a grad student that was a teacher's assistant in one of his classes and trade war stories of the night's other customers. Just as we were finishing up the weed, Cody looked at me and grinned. "Sounds like we both maxed out on tips already tonight and you know they will want a couple volunteers to go home early. The guys that moved into that shitty duplex next to the Shell station on Old Palafox gave me a six pack of Bud as a tip...I think we should run up to the old railroad bridge at the river and make it disappear." He had a grin big enough to span the Grand Canyon on his face, when he added "Maybe even get in some skinny-dipping time too." I told him "You're suggestion sounds better than standing around here waiting for something to happen. Let's do it!" Within 15 minutes we were in his old Firebird on the way. We bullshitted on the short ride and Cody seemed far too interested in more details than I wanted to give when I mentioned my last delivery the night before was to the star quarterback's place. "It's all cool dude. Tony is known for tipping well...one way or the other." The wink he added at the end made me wonder what he meant but I was concentrating more on the growing bulge in my cutoffs than his comments, thanks to once again remembering of what all had happened the night before. Tuesday nights weren't exactly a busy time for the popular party and make out spot. Cody just pulled his car off into the dirt of the deserted makeshift parking area; grabbed the cold beer from the back seat; and simply said "Follow me, stud puppy." It was the tag he hung me the first night we worked together. He said my big eyes reminded me of a beagle, but I was too young to be a big dog yet. I hated it at first, but at least it gave me enough of a rep at the shop that helped me hide that the only sex I was getting was thanks to my right hand...well until last night anyway. I grinned at the memories again and shifted the half hard piece of flesh in my pants as I followed Cody onto a path in the trees. We popped thru the dense growth about fifty yards later and were standing on a rock ledge overlooking the Perdido River. The half moon provided just enough light to shimmer on the surface of the water, and still leave the woods edge in dark privacy. "Cool place to bring a date dude...remember how to get here if you ever get lucky," was his advice as he flopped down on the ground and ripped a single free from the plastic rings of the six pack of brew. "Fuck you bitch," was my reply as I took the beer he was holding up towards me. "I get lucky more than you know." "Sure you do stud puppy...that's why you always take forever to make a run to the Tri Sigs...gotta stop on a dark street and beat off from seeing that much pussy all at once!" I flipped him off as I pressed the beer to my lips not wanting to admit just how close to the truth he was...except I didn't stop tonight even though I wanted to, after having to deliver to a pool at an off campus apartment complex where the guys were all fine and in well packed Speedos. "Dude...I know how it is. The bitches at Tri Sigs have always made it a game of theirs to fuck with the pizza guys. They think it is so damn funny to get us inside the door, make us wait while they find their money, and then start the parade of half dressed hot chicks coming by and winking or reaching out and rubbing your chest and grabbing your crotch while whispering their room numbers. They call it 'twatting the delivery boy' and take prick teasing to a whole new level. I got stuck delivering there tonight and they tried to horn me up something fierce." I reached out and grabbed a second beer while listening and noticed Cody's hand gently rubbing a huge lump in the front of his worn jeans. "Wouldn't be so bad if any of them ever put out...not that I would want anything but a good head job from them anyway...but they just get you good and boned and laugh as you try to walk back to your car. Doesn't help that I still get hard as easy as I did when I was 16...instantly! I may prefer guys, but little Cody doesn't discriminate when it's a friendly hand teasing him." Even with the shadows, I could see Cody's palm pressing down on his bulging crotch even more. I stared and hoped the darkness would mask my looking. "But hell...you are only 18...you know what it's like. I bet you bone up more times a day than you can count. I just wish I could whack off every time instead of trying to hide it behind books or a pizza bag. Would be so much easier...and fun." His words were far too true because between the constant flashbacks to the night before and now Cody talking like he was and playing with his growing box, I was getting harder and hornier with every movement of his hand. "Shit Codeman...just pound that thing a half dozen times a day like I do and you should be fine," I joked. "Right studpuppy...six times a day. Tell me another story about how you can paint the ceiling each time too!" His comeback was accompanied with a hearty laugh. "But you do know what I mean about just getting hard over about anything." I was able to see his hand now tracing a rather long lump down one leg of his tight jeans. The combination of the beer and earlier joint let me spurt out with "Yeah...well maybe if you stopped playing with it all the time like you are now, you wouldn't get hard so easy." Cody actually half blushed as he tried to cover the massive form and mumbled "Damn man. I can't help it. It is my favorite toy and when it says it's time, my brain shorts out. I haven't gotten off since last night and I am so fuckin' horned right now I can hardly stand it." He accented those last words by blatantly grabbing his dick and squeezing it thru the worn cotton of his Wranglers. "Well don't get any on me dude," was all I could think to say...especially since my own shorts were ready to explode too. I could even feel the pre seeping into my tighty-whities. Cody looked at me and said "Don't joke Josh. I am ready to fuck my fist right now. Even if it means having an audience." I grinned and teased back with "Don't let me stop you buddy. But I won't applaud unless it is a really good show." The laugh I added was only half in jest. I was pretty sure the look on my face confirmed that also. Without a word, Cody stared straight into my face as he stood up and unsnapped the button on his jeans. His head rolled backwards as he slipped his hand down inside them and obviously wrapped it the hidden erection. The other hand then moved to slowly pull down the zipper and I gasped as I saw the dark pubes appear and realized he was dressed commando. I was so mesmerized by his movements that I didn't notice he had tilted his head back forward and was watching me watching him. In one quick motion, he finished unzipping and pushed the jeans down partway on his muscled thighs...then leaned back against the large rock outcrop behind him and began pulling on himself. He snickered as he said "Told you it was my favorite toy and it needed out of the toy box." Tilting his head slightly and staring at my crotch, he quietly said, "Evidently mine is not the only one that needs some attention either. Looks like you are working on a major problem of your own in those shorts, Josh." I blushed and looked up at him standing above me...his long blonde hair framing his pretty but ruggedly manly face...the thick blonde pubes framing the massive tool being worked just a few feet away at eye level. I wanted to free mine also but looked around nervously. "It's cool dude...nobody around and we are so far back in, they couldn't see us anyway. Don't make me feel all weird standing here stroking by myself. Plus, it looks like if you don't let that thing free, it's gonna rip the zipper right out of those little Daisy Dukes you are wearing." The understanding laugh he added at the end made me feel strangely more comfortable. I stood up and quickly dropped my shorts and briefs; taking the same grip on my rod that Cody had on his. I looked over and grinned as I saw that he was watching me intently as I pushed back and forth into my hand...letting my hips do the work. Seeing my friend in the moonlight, leaning up against the big rock with one hand pumping his tool and the other under his shirt playing with a nipple, was almost more than I could handle. I didn't want him wasting any of that man juice he had in those huge balls that were swinging back and forth between his furry thighs. I stepped out of the shorts that were hugging my ankles and moved over beside him to lean back against the same rock. The moonlight bounced off his blonde bush and almost lit up the large piece of manhood he was working. He looked down at me and grinned again just as he let his cock drop from his hand and step in front of me. Staring into my eyes, he grabbed my shoulders as he pasted his lips against mine and gently chewed on the bottom one before sliding his tongue in my mouth. My arms wrapped around him and pulled him tight as our tongues battled inside my mouth. As my hands were running up and down his strong back, he moved his hips to mine and the feeling of his massive cock pressed up against my hairless tummy almost made me cum. I moaned in his ear as he pulled his tongue from my lips and began licking across my cheek to my ear lobe...stopping just long enough to gently chew on the ear flap before beginning to twirl the cat-rough tongue down my neck, across my pecs, teasing both nipples, and continuing to slurp at my stomach as he went to his knees. His hands were resting my hips as he looked up into my eyes longingly. The only thing that would come from my throat was a muffled "Please," but that was enough as Cody's tongue buried itself in my belly button before tracing its way through my happy trail into my pubes. My legs were quivering as he grabbed the base of my cock and held it straight out to his face and then flicked his tongue across the head to taste the ooze that was dripping from the slit. He smiled and whispered "Sweet! Nothing like fresh boy ball juice," as he licked the head clean and tongued the ridge completely before starting down one side of my cock, licking and kissing. I felt his nose bury in my pubes and heard him inhale deep as he started back up the other side licking and kissing every square millimeter of my satiny pole again. My hands were now twisted in his long blonde locks and I pulled his head tight to my trembling crotch...wanting that talented mouth to do more than lick and tease. I repeated my earlier moan: "Please Cody...please suck it! Please suck it now!" and pulled his head down on it. I almost screamed as he not only slid his mouth over the head, but also took my entire seven inches of throbbing rod all the way in one quick motion. I felt the tip bang against his tonsils and my knees almost went out from under me as he inhaled it down and then started flexing his throat muscles. My balls nearly exploded as he also used his tongue to lick them while they were buried against his chin. In my wildest jack off fantasies, I had never thought of the feelings that were electrifying my whole body at this point. Cody relaxed his throat muscles and let my cock slide back up and nearly out of his lips and then began to rapidly bob up and down on it...sometimes taking just an inch or two...other mouth strokes taking me clear back into his throat again. My hands were tight around his head and I began to pump my hips into his face as I felt my balls heat up even more. I began to push and pull him tight to my crotch. From somewhere, "What a fuckin' mouth! Eat that dick you fuckin' cocksucker" slipped from my lips. That only made Cody get hotter and he began slamming his face harder into me...making every mouth movement a full deep one. I quickly decided to go with the reaction and added "Yeah buddy...suck that freshman cock...suck it all...suck it deep! Eat me all the way. You love eating my cock so eat it all! I'm gonna drain my full balls down your throat. That's what you want, isn't it? Fill you up with my sticky cum? Tell me you want it all!" Cody managed to let me slip out of his mouth just long enough to look up at me and plead "Yes...I want every drop of your boy juice in my throat. Please give it to me, Joshua...please!" As I grabbed his hair and pushed him back down on my dick, I noticed that he was rapidly yanking on his own tool too. As he swallowed me deep again, I switched from "Suck the jis out of those balls you cocksucker," to "Pound that fuckin' dick in your hand...I aint cummin' until you are ready to blow that big wad you have stored up too. Beat it! Beat it hard and quick cause I am close and need to fill you up! Work that cock and show me what it can do. I wanna see LOTS of cum from you or you aren't getting any from me! And you DO want a big load don't you cocksucker?" The dirty trash talking was a side of me I had no idea existed, but it had me tremendously excited. Cody was obviously into it too. It set Cody off though, as he began banging his face against my pubes like a jackhammer stuck on high. His hand was moving on himself so fast it was almost a blur. He was managing to take full strokes on me and moan at the same time. "You best be ready to take it all or pull off cocksucker, cause I am close...real close!" was met with him locking his lips even tighter around my rod and bobbing his head faster. "Fine buddy...I am gonna choke you in cum then," and I reached down to twist both his nipples at the same time. Between "Fuck your fist stud...fuck it hard cocksucker!" and constantly harder pressure on his nips, was all it took and Cody let out a howl as he exploded the first of many gigantic wads against my legs. I rammed his head back to my dick and with only another few hip humps into his moist mouth, my own scream filled the air. He kept the lip lock on me as he sucked me dry while splattering my legs, feet, and the rock I was leaning on with what seemed like a gallon of man milk from his nuts. As the last droplets fell from our drained cocks, I slid down the rock and Cody collapsed into my arms. I grinned at him and asked him just how long he had this little seduction planned. He grinned back at me and confessed, "Ever since I drove past Tony's place last night and saw your car there...two full hours after the shop stopped delivering. When we were both freshman, he was my first too!" * * * * * The hook up with Cody was satisfying to no end, and even though there was far more connection with him than had been with the football quarterback; I still had some twinges of guilt for enjoying such casual sex. I was brought up in a very Southern Baptist family setting, and even though it was well known that very few males made it to their wedding days as virgins, it was still what was expected of you. And for all the jokes about Catholics and guilt trips; when it came to guilt about sex, the Southern Baptists taught the course! I wasn't at all sure if the evening of fun with Cody was going to be a one time thing or not, but if it wasn't, I was more than open to the idea of dating a guy like him. But something just said that he was more interested in Bryan and I was merely a fun diversion for that one night. * * * * * It was another week later when my wild oats decided they needed tending to again. I was doing a day shift at the shop and when I saw the address on the next run, I smiled. Caddy Shack Lane was a hokey name...obviously lifted from the classic Chevy Chase movie of the same name...but it fit the large houses that bordered the country club golf course. Most everyone in the large subdivision could be depended on for a tip well above average. Getting a delivery there in the middle of the afternoon increased the odds for even bigger ones since they were often going to a bored society wife who had the munchies after getting cocktailed up during the day. I popped the single pie order in my hot bag and headed for my car figuring this one was good enough for at least a $5 score. Ten minutes later I turned onto Pin High Drive and followed the winding main road past Eagle Place, Birdie Court, Fairway Loop, and Clubhouse Circle sarcastically thinking that the developers must have spent countless days coming up with the street names when they built the place. I was chuckling to myself wondering why they hadn't also used Sandtrap Street, Divet Drive, and Water Hazard Way when I swung onto Caddy Shack which was one of the more expensive sections of the exclusive development. The house I needed was huge and pretty much covered the entire width of the cul-de-sac at the very end of the street. I pulled up in the driveway and parked next to the nearly new Miata sitting outside the garage. My enthusiasm dropped a little because most wives of the wealthy drove BMWs, Jags, or Benz roadsters...the Miatas were the current car of choice for their privileged high schoolers...and they tended to tip for shit. I grabbed the hot bag and ran up the sidewalk darting in between the man-made rain storm coming from the automatic sprinkler that was running full blast. I managed to make it to the porch without getting soaked, rang the doorbell, and pasted a smile on my face waiting for one of the huge double glass doors to open. A full minute later, I was still waiting and pressed the button again. Another minute with no response and I peeked inside just in time to see movement thru the heavy shears covering the glass. As the door opened, the words "Sorry man...I was clear out back in the pool," came from the tall, slender guy standing there in a pair of Speedos. I let my eyes wander quickly down across his hairless chest and tummy to catch a glance at a very well packed suit showing just enough hints of a very hairy bush along the edges of the tight fabric before replying "No biggie dude...I'm in no rush...now," and letting the grin return to my face. I told him his order came to $18.25 and he suddenly looked embarrassed. "Dammit! I left my wallet out at the pool. That's what I get for getting fucked up before ordering food. Come on and follow me so I can pay you." Even though it was against the rules, I decided I would rather follow this young eye candy than just stand on his doorstep staring at the flower beds while I waited. I stepped inside and he closed the door behind me...and locked it. "The pool's this way guy," was all he said before spinning on his bare heel and walking away. Pizza Boy at the Door Ch. 02 As I followed him thru the house I couldn't help but notice the two globes of his ass that looked as if the tight swim suit was made specifically for them...nice and high and slightly rounded...and definitely firm as they barely moved as he walked. He was young, but the slightly thick covering of dark hair on his legs and light beard growth coupled with his height and build suggested the possibility he wasn't jail bait. Even if he was; there is nothing wrong with just looking; especially since he couldn't be more than a few months or maybe a year younger than my own 18 years. My fantasizing stopped as he pushed open the door at the end of the humongous family room and the sun bouncing off the pool blinded me. I sat the pizza down on the glass topped table as he pulled a twenty and a five out of his wallet and handed them to me with the words "Keep the change." I smiled real big and thanked him very sincerely for the nearly $7 tip and then added. "You know how to get a rep as a great customer so you get fast service. That's unusual for somebody your age." I meant those words, but also hoped it provided an opening to find out just how old this hunk was. "Well...I'm probably as old as you are, but it helps that my brother's best bud from high school delivers for you guys, and Cody jammed it up our asses about what tipping means to pizza guys. You'll always get at least $5 here...$10 from the 'rents when its 3 or 4 items." I completely missed all of his last words because my brain was fixated on Cody being mentioned as a 'best bud' and included the words 'jammed it up our asses'. It created a visual that almost brought my dick to full attention in an instant. "So you and Cody are friends too? We hang together after work sometimes." I was praying that this small talk would lead somewhere. "He's almost 22 now I think...you can't be that anywhere near that old." He laughed and said "No, but my brother is. They used to let me party with them sometimes even though I was the typical pain in the ass younger brother. Because I was born in late September, I couldn't start school for a year and am now one of those pathetic 18 year olds that are still in high school and they both give me shit about being 'a little kid' whenever they are together." My mind raced as I sorted what all had just been told me...Cody and this young hunk's brother were 'best buds'; they had all partied together; and this cute twink was legal. My box twitched at the thoughts going thru the brain. "The name's Chris," interrupted my day dreaming. I replied, "Mine's Josh," as I bumped the fist he had extended to me. "Well you look like you need a break from all this heat Josh...got some time to kill for a quick dip?" The sparkling emerald green eyes, thick black hair, and glistening white teeth of Chris's smile was melting me far more than the afternoon humidity. I was definitely more than willing to invest a little more time with this nicely tanned manboy. Before I could answer, he dove into the pool leaving me standing there like a garden statute. When he surfaced, he looked up at me while treading water and teased "Come on in buddy...it feels really good." He punctuated his offer with another of those intoxicating smiles. "I'd love to Chris...really would love to...but it isn't like I run around town with a swimsuit on under my shorts just in case somebody offers to let me borrow their pool for ten minutes." "Well Josh...whatever you have on for underwear is cool...or you can just skinny dip if you like. It's totally private back here and the 'rents are away for the entire weekend. Nobody to worry about seeing you...except me." That damn smile was on his face again and his eyes seemed to be paying a lot of attention to my suddenly packed shorts. I looked down at him and said "Well, if you are sure, I guess I am game for a little fun." The not so subtle hint dropping between us was getting almost ridiculous. I kicked off my shoes and pulled my tee over my head. As I dropped it to the ground and popped the snap on my cutoffs, Chris swam over to the edge of the pool right in front of me and stared as I slowly unzipped myself. Knowing I was half hard, I shoved them down & off and dove into the pool all in one motion before the huge bump in the front of my white briefs gave me away. I wanted to play, but I also wanted to be sure of his intentions first. The cool water felt good as I glided a good 20 feet underneath it from my dive. When I broke the surface, I couldn't see Chris and was suddenly pulled under again. When I came up this time...sputtering from the mouthful of chlorinated water I had inhaled by accident...he was standing beside me in the waist deep end laughing himself silly. I quickly moved and pushed his head down while sweeping his leg with my foot and put him under. He came up splashing and I joined in trying to see which of us could get the other to stop first. One well placed slap of water blinded me and Chris took advantage of it by jumping forward and taking me under again with an upper body tackle. We were both laughing hysterically when we came up for air together. It was a case of 'boys will be boys' and acting like kids. "Looks like a draw dude," was the tease I tossed at him. That was only answered with "In your dreams wimp," that came with the inviting smile once again plastered on his face. He leaned back against pool edge with his well toned arms stretched wide which showed off the darkly tanned chest and v-shaped torso that probably came from spending plenty of time in the pool. The water was only about three foot deep which also allowed me to notice the tip of his knob peeking out of waistband of his tight Speedos. My wandering thoughts were interrupted by "I could take you anytime I decided to...and you know it, Josh." The smile was now an almost evil grin, but accented with a twinkle in his eyes. I stepped closer and offered the challenge of "Ya think so Chris?" while pulling my body up to it's full 5' 8" stance. He grinned again and stood up...his six foot body suddenly towering over me. He whispered "Yeah I do stud," right before he grabbed my shoulders, spun me around, and pinned me to the wall with his face only inches from my own. Even though my more muscular body could probably take him, I stood completely still as he moved in tighter on me. His legs were straddling mine and I felt his hips press against me. My involuntary hardness was jammed against his upper thigh. My stomach twitched from what felt like a hard cock pressed to it. We stood that way for the longest time...neither of us saying a word...just staring into each others eyes. Chris was the first one to break the spell by running his right hand down my side and to my near bursting wet tightie-whities. As it moved slowly to the front, my left hand slid behind him to cup one of those hard ass cheeks that were packed inside his suit. As I massaged him, he leaned in and brushed his lips across mine while squeezing the hard box he had finally found between my legs. My mouth fell open to his and he quickly slipped his tongue inside...tracing its way around my teeth at first and then I returned his moan as I began to suck on it. He pulled out and started nuzzling my neck along with a throaty whisper of "Looks like somebody is ready to play," as he rough rubbed my crotch. I brought my hand to the front of his slick swim suit and replied, "I know...and I think somebody else is too." I slid my hand inside the wet fabric and wrapped it around the warm hardness of a what seemed to be an impressively sized tool. Chris was roaming his hands all over me as I started kissing his hard chest and paying special attention to the erect nipples. I slowly moved him so that we had traded positions in the pool. With a quick squat, I encircled his waist and lifted him to the pool deck and forced open his long legs that were dangling in the water before planting my face into the nylon covered crotch with the mountainous bulge. He leaned back on his hands and moaned "Oh fuck yes, Josh," while I chewed on the water and pre drenched Speedos and the flesh rock that was underneath them. While teasing him thru the fabric, I moved my hands to the waist of the suit and began pulling on them to be able to see what was inside. Chris's hips lifted slightly and I yanked them from the grip his hard bubble butt had on them. I lifted his legs and slid them down and off...tossing them to the side and reburying my face in his thick dark pubes with a nicely sized 6-½" rod poking up from them. Soaking them down well with my spit, I then started licking all around...first swirling my tongue around the base of the cock in my hand, and then sliding my tongue across to his leg and licking his inner thigh like a melting ice cream cone...pausing occasionally to use my teeth to chew on the light hair on his leg. My mouth moved back up and found its way to his large balls. I licked them and then popped one in my mouth as he moaned again. I rolled it around inside me and then inhaled the other before locking down on his sac and pulling it taut with my lips. When I started gently chewing on them, he cried out "Fuckin' A dude...OH FUCKIN' A JOSH!" as his body flattened on his back and his fingers grabbed my hair tightly. Moving his legs up slightly gave my moist lips access to the small area of skin directly under his balls and my teeth were quickly alternating with my tongue at teasing it...lick, chew, lick-chew, lick long and hard and gently chew. Chris's young body was twisting with every move I made and a begging "Please don't stop Josh," slipped from his lips. I had no intention of stopping and let him know by pulling his ass cheeks apart and shifting my tongue from his sweet spot to sliding it across his boy pussy. He screamed with delight and it puckered teasing me to give it more attention. Slurping all around it with an every-so-often flick of the tongue had Chris near crazy. I finally stopped playing with it and went to work by wetting it down well and then sliding my tongue tip inside. Chris moaned even deeper than before and pushed his hips back against my face while grabbing my hair and pulling me forward. His breath was coming in short bursts as he said "I have never felt anything like this before man. I am gonna cum without even touching myself!" I guess watching all those internet porn movies had taught me some things since that was the first time I had ever tried eating ass. Chris certainly seemed pleased at my mouth's maiden voyage there. Not willing to let him waste himself that quickly, I reached up and grabbed his cock base tight and squeezed as I kept driving my tongue in and out of his boy hole. I could feel the juices pulsing inside his shaft trying to find their way out. But it wasn't time yet...not for me anyway. Keeping the pinch tight on the base, I used my legs and free arm to push up out of the pool. Holding on to my new bud's prize, I took his hand and led him to the chaise lounge. "Lay down and let me really make you feel something new," was all I said to him while pushing him to his back. Chris flopped down and looked up at me with pleading eyes. I smiled and simply said "Trust me" as I dropped to my knees and planted my face back between his tight ass cheeks. I went back to chewing and licking, getting my target as wet and loose as I could. I emptied all the spit I could produce soaking him and Chris was quickly again wiggling like a fishing worm on a hook. I suddenly stopped and stood up over him. He opened his eyes and pleaded "More please Josh. I am so close to cumming," "I know Chris...so am I," even though I was still packed inside my wet briefs. "Soon baby...real soon," was the promise I made him as I peeled my dripping underwear off and my thick seven inches slapped my happy trail as it pointed to the sky. Back on my knees I went to add still more saliva to the rosebud he had spread his legs to show me. While getting him completely wound up again with my mouth, I was also wiping the dripping pre that my own cock was producing all over the shaft and head. I was so horned that it was like an open spigot and I used another hand full to wipe down my target too. Chris tensed a little when I slipped the tip of a jism soaked finger inside him. I looked up at him and smiled. "Relax buddy. I'm about to make you feel even better if you keep trusting me." He smiled back and said only, "OK Josh." I stood up and moved in between his long tanned legs with light black fuzz on them. Reaching down to encircle his tool with my hand as I bumped my 7x5 against his teenage boy cunt made us both quiver with anticipation. I slowly began pulling on him and softly reassuring him with my voice. "Close your eyes and enjoy it baby. I promise it will be amazing." I sure hoped I had paid close attention to the fucking scenes in the porn site movies because I think I was more of a virgin at this than Chris was. Using my other hand, I guided my tool to the entrance and pushed gently...forcing just the head into Chris's tightness. He flinched but didn't say a word, so I pulled on his cock some more as I moved the next inch in. His eyes flew open and he pleaded "Please be easy. I have never been fucked before." "I will be baby. I will never hurt you." That and the smile I added calmed him again. I moved another inch in gently and let him get used to having his ass split open. After a minute or two, I pushed one more inch in and then pulled it back quickly...and repeated the motion three more times...each one taking a bigger stroke both out and in. Chris was moaning deeply again and I asked, "You OK baby?". "Oh yeah man...real OK! God, I feel so fucking full. It hurts but it hurts good...know what I mean?" "I think I do Chris." It was all I could say since I had no clue at all what butt fucking felt like from either the top or bottom position. I then pulled back to the tip of my mushroom head before pushing all seven inches deep inside him at once. Chris screamed at the same time I did...him from having his ass completely full for the first time and me from having him clench down so tight on me that I nearly blew my own load. I began short stroking him and letting our balls mash against each other's skin. Leaning over to plant a wet kiss on his lips seemed to be the right thing to try next and his tongue darted out to meet mine. His voice quivered. "Damn Josh! You have me fucking packed!" Then he grabbed me and pulled me down on top of him driving his tongue deep inside me as I increased the tempo of my hips. "You are so fuckin' tight stud boy that I won't last long." "Well if you keep pounding my ass that way, I won't either buddy." We grinned at each other at the same time and he rammed back hard on my dick just as I humped forward all the way. My balls smacked his butt cheeks hard and my pubes crushed against his nut sac too. What should have been intense pain instead created screams from the bottom of our throats as our juice makers unloaded together. I felt the first wad dump inside Chris at the same time he began shooting rope after rope up his stomach and onto his chest. He grabbed his dick and worked another couple of ropes out of it as I pulled out and added another few of my own to the thick white puddles that were all over his hairless stomach. My last yank dripped down onto his hand and one final pull from him mixed his last dribble in with mine. I leaned down to cover his body with mine and kissed him deeply. He returned the passion and then whispered as he rolled to the side and draped his arm over me. "I am so glad that Cody was right when he told my brother last night that you really knew how 'to deliver'." * * * * * When I got back to my dorm room that night, my mind was a mixture of confusion and fantasy. Part of me was really enjoying the sexual opportunities I was being presented with since my first experience a few weeks earlier. Cody was just a fling. Chris saying he would like to see me again also reminded me that I was much more interested in dating someone than just getting my rocks off every chance I got too. From everything I knew about 'being gay' at that point in time, guys my age didn't think about the future...just having fun. I guess that southern country boy raisin' up I got back home was more deeply ingrained than I realized because a future with someone was all I seemed to be able to think about.