Sex in the Sky

The next day. The morning after. Ah, how can I describe it? I woke up feeling refreshed, I yawned and stretched and scratched my chest, then remembered why I was still naked and had a raw throat and giant eye buggers. I groaned.

“Why me?” I wondered. I had never questioned my sexuality growing up, hadn’t felt any suppressed urges to fondle the naked man-flesh that paraded itself in the locker room. I hadn’t popped a woody getting a massage from the male trainer. So why now was it that after I got married, after I was finally about to reap the benefits of keeping it to myself that a man came in and made me come, too?

Was I gay? I supposed that every man who had ever been put in my position (and what position was that, exactly? Oral rape?) would question his sexuality. I tried thinking about other men I had known; maybe if I pictured them in a sexual manner and got erect, that would tell me whether I was gay or not.

After a few minutes of this exercise I gave up. No erection, not even a tingle gave me any indication that my orientation had changed. I thought about Juniper, which worked, and also reminded me that I had to use the restroom. Maybe I was simply into anal stimulation and oral sex. I wasn’t too eager to test that theory; it made me feel a little grimy.

That reminded that I needed a shower. There was a robe and washcloth hanging on the back of the door, and after poking around through the cabinets I found soap and some hair stuff that didn’t smell too girly. I let the water pulse down on my head, drumming at my skull and knocking loose thoughts of the previous night.

“Argh,” I muttered to no one. I didn’t want to remember. I didn’t want to think about it. I wished I had been tied down, because then I would have had an excuse for not beating Fen White’s ass. I could have, had I really wanted to.

All right. Out with it. I “let” him blow me. I’m a fucking big guy, and I don’t care how much bigger he is than me, I could have gotten away. He put a big hand on my chest and leaned. That was it. I could have rolled, or kicked, or wiggled (though that might have given him some different ideas), but instead I just lay there and called him names.

Now the question was where that led me. Did that mean that he was going to start doing this on a regular basis? Was I expected to reciprocate? He had promised that we wouldn’t fuck, as he so delicately put it, until I asked. That wasn’t going to be an issue, but there are a lot of sexual acts in which one can partake that don’t involve the actual fornication. I haven’t done most of them, but I heard about them a lot from teammates who liked to rib me about my virginity.

I wanted to wail like a little boy. “But I don’t “wanna” be gay!” I was comfortable in my women-only lust. I wasn’t one of those guys who couldn’t admit when other men were good-looking, or who didn’t wear pink, or who thought romance was only good for getting into someone’s panties, but I was still very confident that I was a ladies’ man in every sense of the expression. Or at least, I had been until I got blown and fingered—I didn’t even know you could “do” that to another guy—by a man. And liked it well enough to come in his mouth. Did I believe in bisexuality?

“Tam.”

I started so badly I almost broke my head in the shower. “What?” I yelled testily. I hadn’t even noticed the buzz; I had thought it went along with the reminiscing.

Fen’s voice came from outside the bathroom door. “The shower’s been going for almost an hour. I just wanted to make sure you were all right.”

“I’m fine.” I started scrubbing as if he were going to walk in on me. He didn’t, but I thought I heard a snort, like the bastard was laughing at me.

“Oh, and we are going to buy some shoes today. So be ready in twenty minutes.”

“Or what,” I grouched under my breath, “you’ll spank me?” I rinsed the soap from my hair and body and turned the water off. “Probably would, you fucker.”

Resisting the powerful urge to drag my shoeless feet, I was dressed and standing at the top of the stairs within twenty minutes. Fen appeared not ten seconds later. He cocked his head at me, and an amused little half-smile appeared for a moment. I noticed that when he smiled my hackles rose a mile in the air.

“Ir layeb annasta moir,” he said, chuckling a little.

Maybe he had been speaking my native tongue just for the practice. “Huh?”

He shook his head, his hair falling into his eyes. “They didn’t teach you that phrase in grade school?”

I stomped down the stairs. “No.”

“Oh. Okay,” he shrugged. “Let’s go.” He threw me a jacket, as if I were just a friend or a younger brother.

“Fine.” I rolled my eyes. “Hey, what does ‘dos iebsta janasviv’ mean?”

I saw Fen laugh for the first time. He threw back his head, his eyes squinted shut, and he exposed a set of extraordinarily white teeth and two dimples that Juniper would have been coveted. I said I was a man who could admit seeing beauty in other men without desiring it. Against my better judgment, I admitted that Fen was a beautiful man, despite that ever-present menacing air. Damn his pretty hide. Damn my logical mind. Damn that tingly brain-feeling that made my mouth twitch a little in response.

“I don’t know if there is a direct translation. It’s something like ’show us a good time,’ or ’show us a little something,’” he laughed. “It’s something you would only hear if you’re stripping at a club.”

“Hmph,” I responded.

Fen cocked his head at me again. “Where did you hear it?”

I frowned. “At the auction house.”

“Auction?” he asked, furrowing his brows. “What is that?”

I crossed my arms, wondering whether I should punch him for reminding me. “That’s when some old man strips you naked, parades you in front of horny homos, and then some asshole buys your life, which was never for sale in the first place.”

Fen nodded. “Oh, okay.”

Apparently sarcasm doesn’t translate. “How do you know it’s something you only hear if you’re stripping?” I asked nastily. “Done a little time on stage yourself?”

I was incredibly gratified to see a dark look cloud its way over his pretty face. “Come on,” he growled, and stalked out the door.

The hoverlimo was waiting outside, a short but burly man holding the door gave us a curt nod and shut the door crisply behind us. I took a seat as far away from Fen as I could. There was a small lurch as the motor turned over and then we were off.

“By the way,” said Fen, “If you even attempt to leave my sight I will slap a collar on your neck faster than you can blink.”

I huffed.

“Or if that’s not enough of a deterrent, I’ll let the police get a hold of you first, do what they do best, and “then” I’ll slap a collar on you.” He gave me a look that prickled. “I expect you understand that.”

I looked out the window. I understood: Fen was a better option than the police.

The quest for shoes was surprising in it banality. I went in, tried on shoes, either said yes or no, and we left and found another store. Perhaps it was due to Fen’s overpowering presence, but no one looked twice at my brown hair or blinked at my accent. Fen only spoke to me in Nitkan, and asked me simple yes or no questions to which I could easily respond. I was depressed, though. One doesn’t purchase shoes for every occasion unless one plans on being in the area long enough to experience every occasion. I didn’t want to need anything more than sturdy running shoes (Fen raised an eyebrow when I kept rejecting the sporty-casual fashionable shoes. No fooling him, I suppose). I didn’t want wingtips or loafers or dressy-casual or business-casual or boots. I didn’t want to be in Nitkistan.

I grew more and more surly as the process continued. I started answering in my own tongue, adding a few well-placed expletives here and there. I was never sure how well the people around me could understand what I was saying, but they raised their eyebrows every time I snapped at Fen. He was unruffled, which made me feel a bit childish, which in turn made me even surlier.

Eventually he waved the salespeople away and turned the force of his grey gaze at me. His expression was as smooth as glass, but my buzz told me he was irritated.

“We can do this another time, but you need shoes. Unless you intend on running barefoot, like a savage? I’m sure that can be arranged.”

So sarcasm does indeed translate. Tired of being contentious (shopping is a wearying sport), I opted for honesty. “I hate this,” I hissed. “I hate buying shoes like I’m going to be here forever. I have a wife to get back to. I hate feeling like your little dress-up doll, and if I take any of this shit from you, then I’m giving in. If I let you buy shoes for me, if I wear those damn shoes, then I really am a slave.”

Well, I was a little more honest than I had intended, but I think I got my point across. Fen hustled me out of the store and into the car. He barked an order at the ape-man chauffeur and settled back in his seat. He growled at me in Nitkan. I understood that he was inclined to kill me in a creative fashion, but the rest of the colorful vocabulary escaped me. His cool expression never changed.

My head ached. To be honest, I didn’t know what to make of this situation. I was unsure as to what my role was supposed to be—sex toy, slave, or companion—and I wasn’t sure how I felt about the night before, and I didn’t like it that no one but me seemed to think that my escape was inevitable. I kept returning to the fact that I didn’t know what to think. I sought Juniper, and was content to feel her heartbeat, steady and sure, and focused on that while we twisted and turned through the streets.

When we stopped I saw we were at a public park. “What is going on?” I asked.

Fen barely glanced back at me as he got out of the vehicle, but the buzz was much less irritated. “No more Lomagnian in public,” he ordered. “It will attract negative attention.”

I grumbled and climbed out after him. “What’s the most offensive way to say ‘fuck off’ in Nitkan, then?”

Was he laughing at me? “Lez mab najyashova,” he responded.

“What does it mean?”

He raised an eyebrow at me. “Go suck your mother’s dick.”

I snickered, and memorized the phrase immediately. “Why we in big green place?” I asked. Any foreign language is easier when one is immersed in it, but my speech still had a ways to go.

“We are in a park because I do not enjoy seeing you be rude to people who did not deserve it,” Fen answered. “So I decided to let you see how most Nitkani feel about your people.”

“What does that even mean?” I asked.

“I think you need to appreciate how I ” could” be treating you if I so chose. And you need to appreciate how the rest of this country would react,” he said slowly, making sure I understood every word. I followed him over to a bench, not sitting too close, and the chauffer followed us and sat on Fen’s other side.

We sat there for a few minutes in silence, and I quickly noticed what Fen had been explaining a moment earlier. I saw non-natives for the first time in weeks, but that did nothing to lighten my spirits. If they walked unbound then they walked behind a Nitkani citizen, though most had some sort of leash or harness strapped on their bodies. Their heads were lowered, their eyes downcast, their demeanor subdued. They looked at the world from the corners of their eyes and felts its eyes slide over them with indifference. I’m not an emotional man by nature, but my heart hurt when I saw these people in the park. Not every Nitkani had one, but no one batted an eye, either.

I looked at Fen, who simply nodded without looking at me. The buzz in my neck was almost painful. I wanted to ask him why he fucking bought me if he disliked seeing other people enslaved.

“Why, Fenton White!” boomed a voice from my left. I barely managed not to visibly jump and looked up to see a man in his late thirties squinting down at us. I glanced behind him and saw not one, but two subdued figures slinking behind him. The man was dark-skinned and slight, and the woman was top-heavy and fit. At a jerk of the chains attached to their necks, the pair kneeled in the grass by the end of the bench. I couldn’t stop staring.

“Almus Tobergus,” replied Fen smoothly, clasping hands with the man. If not for the prickling at the back of my neck I would have thought he liked this man. “How’s business?”

Almus Tobergus laughed heartily, and gestured behind him, “With the wars it’s booming. I’m almost done with these two, then I’ll be working on a couple of former soldiers from Fyet. Those are always fun.”

He eyed me up and down, and I stared back at him, knowing dislike was probably showing clear on my face. “Of course, for you I could always shift my schedule around if you want. Your boy obviously needs some training.”

My gaze shot to Fen, who lazily draped an arm over my shoulders and pulled me closer to him. Yikes. I went along with it, tucking my feet under me and trying to look delicate and tame, no easy task for a man my size.

“No, but thank you, Almus,” Fen chuckled, stroking my hair (I didn’t cringe. I ” didn’t”). “I’ve got him under control.”

My ass he has me under control. I smiled up at Mr. Tobergus and turtle-pinched Fen’s side. He pulled my hair so hard my eyes watered, so I quit.

Tobergus raised an eyebrow. “He seems unusually affectionate. You must tell me your secret,” he said. I batted my eyelashes at Fen, who almost snorted.

At that moment my stomach decided to rumble, loudly. Fen nudged me off him and pointed to a stand at the other end of the park. “Go grab us some lunch, Tam,” he ordered, shoving me lightly off the bench.

“Er, no money,” I said, adding “sir,” after a quick glance at Almus Tobergus. Fen pressed his lips together as if he was trying not to laugh, and the chauffer smiled openly at me. I rolled my eyes for his benefit.

Before Fen could reach for his wallet Almus interrupted by throwing his leashes to Fen. “I’ll buy, Fenton. I haven’t eaten either, and I want to talk to you about a new security system.” He grabbed me under the arm (which was when I realized he was several inches shorter than me. Complex, much?) and began to march me over to the stand. “Besides,” he called over his shoulder, “someone has to make sure he doesn’t get snatched up by some jealous bystander.”

Awkward. I wanted to shake him off me, but I didn’t know if that would bring worse trouble on my head. He reminded me of those kids in grade school who always started fights, got their asses thrashed, then spent their adulthood trying to overcompensate for it. By training slaves. My skin crawled from his proximity.

“I know who you are,” Tobergus said in a low voice.

My scalp prickled, but I didn’t look at him. “I beg your pardon, sir?”

“Lomagnians aren’t the only ones who follow space hockey,” he murmured, his fingers stroking the inside of my arm. “I saw the news when you disappeared, and I stalked the auctions until I found where you were being sold.” His fingers tightened and dug into the space between muscles. “I don’t know how White got to you before I did. I didn’t even know he was into boys.”

I shrugged and concentrated on reading the menu of the food stand. I’ve dealt with obsessed fans before, there was even a teenage girl who stole my dirty underclothes from the locker room and sent them back to me after masturbating with them (which was just plain grungy), but it’s a little bit different when the fan wants to turn you into a sex slave. Creepy was only the tip of the adjective iceberg.

Tobergus let go of me while he ordered, then took one look at me squinting at the unfamiliar words and ordered for Fen and me too. We stepped out of line to wait for the wrap/sandwich/kebab things.

“I’ve seen pictures of your wife,” Tobergus said casually. My stomach dropped. “She is truly art in the flesh.”

“She is not to be on sale,” I bit out.

“I have information that says her little soldier group is surrounded by our forces. If she comes on the market, I’ll let you know,” he offered, sliding a finger up my buttocks. “She would be exquisite in chains, and after I tame her I might let her see you. You two could fuck for a group of my select friends, if White would spare you.”

I hit him in the eye, harder than I’ve ever struck anyone in my life. The asshole fell backwards, and I was on him like a trap on a mouse. I was straddling his chest, choking him with one hand, and backhanding his sorry face with the other. “You fucking talk about my wife that way again and I’ll “kill” you, understand?” I yelled. I punched him in the nose for emphasis.

Someone tried to pull me off him, which gave the fucker enough time to roll over and try to crawl away. I shook the person off me and kicked Tobergus in the ass, making sure to catch his balls on the way up with the toe of my new shoes. He buckled in pain, and I grabbed him by the back of the neck and shook him. Someone, maybe the same person as the first time, shocked me with some kind of prod, right on the spine, and I dropped Tobergus and staggered a little bit. There was a red haze that was clouding my peripheral vision and a pounding white rage beating a battle cry in my skull.

I saw one of Tobergus’s little “pets” on the edge of the crowd that had gathered, and I grabbed him and snapped his leash off his neck. Then I whipped his owner with it. “Don’t. You. “Ever”. Even. “Think”. About. My. Wife. “Again”. You. Asslicker,” I grunted through gritted teeth, punctuating each word with a swing of the leash across Tobergus’s body. He was curled into a pathetic little ball, his arms wrapped around his head. It was very gratifying, especially knowing one of his little trainees was watching.

This time I got shocked “and” hauled backwards by angry Nitakni who yammered in my face and then hit me in various places, sometimes simultaneously. Sure, it hurt, but it paled in comparison to the pleasure I received from watching Almus Tobergus roll over and heave chunks onto the grass while his slaves stood there and watched. One woman cuffed me across the mouth, splitting my lower lip and drawing blood, and I spat it back at her. I laughed when she shrieked and danced around while trying to wipe my saliva off her face, but I was the only one who thought it was funny. Oops.

A burly man picked up the leash I had used on Tobergus and wrapped it around a fist. He had a grin on his face that made me sorry for his slaves, if he had any. The type who only had fun when other people were screaming in pain. The four men holding on to me pulled my arms out so that I would be open for a stern whipping. He was winding up for a vicious strike when Fen’s voice shot through the fray.

“What is going on here?” he demanded, striding up to me. His fury was evidenced in his knotted fists and the muscles standing out on his neck, and the wind whipping his white hair around made him look like the wrath of the gods, descended to wreak holy punishment upon all our heads. I was impressed. The man with the leash looked disappointed.

Tobergus struggled to his feet, wheezing. “This, this, “barbarian” attacked me,” he gasped, “yelling unintelligible nonsense, and continued to assail himself upon me even when these good citizens intervened on my behalf!” (That’s what I imagined he said; I couldn’t understand all the vocabulary, but he was blustering a whole lot while the bystanders nodded like robots)

Fen whirled on me, and I admit I flinched a little. The battle fever was slowly leaving my body, and the buzz was angry and white-hot. “I told you what would happen if you misbehaved,” he growled at me, and jerked my head backward to snap a metal collar around my neck (where had he been hiding it?). He let go of my hair and fished a sleek black remote out of his jacket, then winked at me so smoothly I almost missed it.

He felt free and released, invigorated by exciting newness of crossing over the sexual frontier, from straight to gay. This was all about freedom for Ricky, freedom from the confines of his relationship with Allison. She was beautiful and they were good friends, but she always seemed to be domineering and hyper critical around him, almost like she was mothering him. His lack of assertiveness led him to submit even more and subconsciously this emasculated him. Here in bed with another male exposed and open to each other he felt a glow, a wonderful sense of belonging that went beyond his intense bisexual yearning, which had finally been consummated today.

Jeremiah and Ricky dozed in each other’s arms for quite a while. As Ricky was about to fall into a deep sleep, the faint jingling of keys and the crisp closing of the apartment door jarred him back to consciousness. The sound of footsteps and someone moving around, dropping things on the coffee table and the opening and closing of a cupboard and the sound of water running perked up his senses. His lover too awoke and smiled at Ricky.

As Ricky looked up to Jeremiah quizzically, Jeremiah said:

“that’s Kristi, my roommate.”

Ricky shuddered a warm shiver and reached his hand for Jeremiah’s cock. He was spellbound with it. The sensation of the male appendage to his touch was fascinating and ever more so as it grew to the stimulation of his gentle caress. Jeremiah hummed a “mmmm Ricky” as the handsome blond boy jacked the black cock to its throbbing fullness. Ricky’s own cock grew hard too and Jeremiah reached down to jack on his lover’s handsome white cock. They slid into a soft gay kiss as they played with each other’s cocks.

Footsteps sounded down the hall and they broke their kiss. The knob on Jeremiah’s door turned gently and Kristi spoke a soft “Jeremiah?” as the door was cracked open a bit.

“Come in girl,” Jeremiah spoke.

She walked in and saw Ricky under the covers with Jeremiah and said “oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t know you had company.” Ricky didn’t even flinch. He smiled with his eyes as his hand continued to rest on the hard black cock.

“That’s alright girl, Ricky doesn’t mind, do you?” Jeremiah said as he looked down at Ricky.

Ricky shook his head. He looked at Kristi and drank in her pleasant feminine aura. She was lanky and lean with long legs in her skirt and appeared to be quite flat chested in her blouse. Her blond hair was a short, almost boyish cut but she was quite beautiful with pale white skin, a tiny nose and almond eyes, looking like a model Ricky thought.

“Jeremiah talked a lot about you, Ricky. You know how us girlfriends are,” she said with a giggle and a wink.

She sat on the end of the bed, kicked off her shoes and began “had a shitty day at work. That place sucks. Can’t wait to get out of there,” she relayed as she started to undo her blouse.

Kristi rose up, took off her blouse and unzipped her skirt, letting it fall to the floor. She stood there with her tiny titties poking against an elegant, transparent bra. Her nipples were small and perky. Her slender stomach was taut and firm with a lovely navel and matching elegant transparent white panties rode low on her tiny waist and somewhat boyish hips. Her ass was tiny and round too as it sashayed to the door with her clothes and shoes in her hands.

Kristi called out softly as she left “I’ll leave you two lovebirds alone. Nice meeting you Ricky,” as she closed the door.

Ricky and Jeremiah smiled at each other and this momentary interruption of their jacking each other’s cock. They kissed again and moaned in delight as their hands worked magic on the other’s cock, with them now sporting two huge boners. Ricky slid his head down Jeremiah’s belly and put his face into the big black boner. The manly, pungent scent and spongy texture to its raging hardness mesmerized Ricky. He rubbed his face all over the beast and licked up and down the shaft. Jeremiah’s tight, shaved balls stank pleasantly of maleness for the meticulously clean Jeremiah.

The hardness in Ricky’s own cock drove him on as he again slipped the fat cock into his mouth, wanting to taste that unique flavor and the horny sensation of sucking off another guy’s cock. He enjoyed it even more this time and he sucked on it with ardor, bobbing his mouth, face and head over the beautiful manly pole.

Jeremiah smiled to himself that he had such a willing bedmate in such a short time. He loved nothing more than being naked in bed with a handsome white newcomer. Ricky lovingly continued his blow job on the ebony fuck stick as Jeremiah caressed Ricky’s face and shoulders and ran his fingers through his golden hair. The wonderful cock sucking he was receiving was too much for Jeremiah to experience alone, so he slid around to engage Ricky in yet a new gay pleasure for Ricky to experience, a gay 69.

Ricky would in the weeks to come learn just about everything there was to do in bed with another boy, taught courtesy of the handsome and knowing gay black boy from Jamaica. Jeremiah wolfed down Ricky’s sweet cock, savoring his own taste of a virgin gay white cock as the two boys were each now joined facing each other’s mid section, cock to mouth and mouth to cock, simultaneously sucking in a total gay lack of inhibition.

Ricky again relished the earthy, fleshy, manly flavor of Jeremiah’s cock and the way its satin hardness felt in his mouth. Having the invigorating gay feeling of the large black cock in his mouth was heightened by the fact that sucking a cock made his own cock extremely hard and to have it sucked by his new gay lover sent shivers of unknown pleasure throughout his soul.

Jeremiah and Ricky wolfed down warmly on each other’s cocks with passionate and dedicated delight, both of them stopping at times to pull the tasty cocks from their mouths and lick along the veined shaft and suck and lick and sniff each others balls before returning the manly pole back into their mouths and continue the gay lovemaking from their mouths to the other boy’s penis. Ricky shuddered at the sensation he was feeling and could hold back no longer. His cum started to leak from his cock in a long powerful surge, blasting its warm juices into Jeremiah’s mouth in a torrent. Ricky’s cock ached and spasmed it load into the knowing and willing mouth of Jeremiah and Ricky stopped sucking for a moment to enjoy the sensation of cumming into another boy’s mouth as he held onto Jeremiah’s cock.

As his blasts subsided and Jeremiah not missing a drop of his lover’s cum, Ricky returned the big black dick to his mouth to return the favor. He mouthed and tongued it, tasting and sucking the gay black fuck stick, his own cock still throbbing and hard, though spent, in Jeremiah’s mouth. As his sucking continued with ardor he felt the cock tremble on his lips and it erupted a huge gush of cum into Ricky’s mouth. The taste was otherworldly and musky, salty and warm. He gulped down a massive gob of it and pulled his mouth away just for a second to register its new taste as his face was then hit with another sticky discharge as he returned the cock to his mouth to continue. Ricky lapped and sucked and licked on Jeremiah’s pole as it finished its ejaculation of cum into his mouth.

Ricky and Jeremiah were pleasantly spent but still hyped up over the fantastic twin blowjobs. The handsome blond boy and the virile and taut gay black boy crawled into each other’s arms and kissed a gentle kiss tasting their own cum on the other boy’s lips. Ricky felt so free and liberated at crossing this forbidden, new sexual frontier and he curled up close to Jeremiah to take pleasure in by naked with another male. He knew he was running late and slowly got wiped off and excused himself to Jeremiah for having to leave.

As he was leaving Kristi was on the couch reading and she winked at him and smiled, saying “Bye Ricky!” in a melodious voice.

All the way home Ricky was confused and elated at the same time. He felt guilty and unsure if he had made a mistake, but his psyche and the glowing warmth in his penis told him it was a remarkable afternoon. When he got home he felt kind of funny seeing Allison and even more so when she was in an amorous mood and started to nuzzle up and come on to him. He freaked out inside knowing he had just come twice very powerfully in heated gay sex and was sure that he could not perform again right now with his domineering girlfriend. Ricky feigned illness and went into the bedroom and lay face down on the bed, nearly crying over his dilemma. Allison thought it was strange but had no idea what was going on inside of Ricky.

Ricky slowly regained a semblance of normality in his relationship with Allison, but was so excited the next time he was able to be alone with Jeremiah. He shuddered inside as he walked into Jeremiah’s apartment and felt so free and released the second time he got naked and saw and felt the naked body of his gay black lover. The two boys were hard and naked next to Jeremiah’s bed, kissing passionately and pulling on each other’s hard cocks. Ricky loved to feel Jeremiah’s hands on his cock and quivered as Jeremiah fondled Ricky’s balls between long loving strokes on his cock.

They climbed into bed together and Ricky climbed over Jeremiah as he lay back with his big black cock pointing up. Ricky took a few quick sucks on the black beast, but his own cock ached and was throbbing with excitement. He rubbed his excited penis into the penis of Jeremiah and closed his eyes as he humped into the other boy’s cock and moaned. It had been a few days since their first gay encounter and he was smitten with gay lust. He had jacked off a few times since the first encounter, but now he was thrilled to be alone and naked with is gay lover.

As Ricky humped his cock into Jeremiah’s throbbing pole, his excitement could not be contained. His cock spasmed and exploded a surge of molten cum, blasting all over Jeremiah’s belly and chest. Ricky huffed and moaned an “unghhhhh”, excited and happy to cum so powerfully, though a bit embarrassed to have cum so quickly.

“My, my, my, someone is happy to see me,” Jeremiah said with a smile as Ricky fucked his cock onto Jeremiah’s cock, gleaning the last bit of pleasure he could before falling onto Jeremiah and kissing him madly.

Jeremiah rolled Ricky over and as Ricky lay on his back Jeremiah got on all fours over the naked blond boy and offered Ricky his cock to return the favor. Ricky jacked and fondled Jeremiah’s cock as the handsome black boy perched over him. Firmly he stroked on the ebony beast as Jeremiah moaned and smiled.

After jacking on the pole for quite a while, Jeremiah too was excited and his lovely black cock began to spew its white goo all over Ricky in massive ropes of thick warm cum. The wonderful stench of cum was everywhere and as the last few jolts of jizz squirted out Jeremiah fell onto Ricky and kissed and thanked him. The two boys were covered in sticky, nasty cum and were elated at the gayness of their sexual activities. Jeremiah was very kinky and as he lay next to Ricky, he scooped up with his fingers a big gob of cum and brought it to Ricky’s lips. Ricky seductively licked it off, relishing the taste and he took pleasure in his own growing gayness.

He also found any chance he could get to go over and see Jeremiah. Ricky became infatuated with the taste and feeling of Jeremiah’s handsome black cock and craved the taste of cum more and more. Jeremiah loved his beautiful blond boy and the two spent many hours in passionate gay abandon. As their gay relationship continued Jeremiah delighted in Ricky’s fine young ass and many times as they were naked and hard rubbing cocks into each other he would finger Ricky’s tight hole. Other times during a blowjob, Jeremiah would slip his tongue deep inside Ricky’s ass and rim him in pure gay enchantment, sending Ricky to higher and higher plateaus of gay pleasure. Ricky loved being naked with the other boy and they would many times walk around the apartment in the nude, hard and horny.

One day when they were naked and hard and were jacking on each other’s cocks on the couch, Jeremiah led Ricky by the hand down the hall, past his own bedroom and into Kristi’s bedroom. Jeremiah was always telling Ricky what a lovely boy he was and had on a number of occasions told Ricky that Ricky had no idea how kinky of a gay black boy he really was. They stopped by Kristi’s bed and kissed and stroked on each other’s cocks.

Jeremiah went over to the bureau and opened Kristi’s panty drawer. He pulled out a skimpy pair of shear sting bikini panties and brought them over to Ricky. Jeremiah went to his knees, engulfing Ricky’s cock in his mouth as he went down. He lifted one of Ricky’s legs for Ricky to step into the panties. Jeremiah pulled the panties up Ricky’s legs and rose up releasing from his mouth the tasty white cock. Ricky was amazed at the kinky turn of events and shuddered as the panties were pulled up his legs and into place over his throbbing penis. Jeremiah kissed Ricky as he fondled the cock through the panties and caressed the boyish panty clad ass.

His own cock was huge and leaking pre-cum as he turned Ricky around to hump his black boner along Ricky’s panty clad buns. He continued to play with Ricky’s cock through the panties in front as he slipped his other hand inside the panties in back, cupping Ricky’s sweet, boyish buns. He began to finger Ricky’s tender rosebud and Jeremiah reached into the nightstand for some cold cream. He dipped a finger in and inserted it into Ricky’s tender rosebud, pressing inside gently. Ricky knew what was in store for him as Jeremiah pulled the panties down a bit and pressed the lotion-coated head of his big dick between the cheeks of Ricky’s ass. Ricky knew this day would come and was nervous, yet excited as he wiggled back his ass to meet Jeremiah’s slow, firm thrusts. The unusual sensation of hurting and pleasure gripped Ricky as Jeremiah humped his cock firmly and deeper into Ricky’s ass.

Jeremiah kissed Ricky on the back of the neck and licked into his ears, whispering what a sexy lover he was. As Jeremiah fucked deeper and faster into Ricky’s ass he jacked on Ricky’s cock with the skimpy panties now around Ricky’s ankles. Jeremiah fucked the virgin white ass and jacked firmly on his lover’s cock as the copulation picked up steam. The two boys were huffing and moaning and sighing as the black boner pulsated in & out of the tender white ass. Jeremiah began to moan and humped faster into his gay lover’s white ass as he frantically jacked Ricky off.

As Ricky’s ass yielded and gave pleasure to the big black cock his own cock was nearly bursting. Jeremiah plunged his cock in deep as his cum burst into the virgin ass. Ricky moaned too and his cock then ejaculated from the fisting of his lover, shooting huge gobs of cum all over the floor and the side of Kristi’s bed.

The gay initiation of Ricky by Jeremiah was now complete. Ricky really loved the experience of both being feminized by the panties and by being penetrated by Jeremiah, making him the passive partner in their gay relationship. He loved more than anything lying out naked on Jeremiah’s bed with his cock hard and aching and his legs spread wide. He would tease Jeremiah by lifting his ass and fingering himself a bit before going back to stroking his cock as Jeremiah climbed into bed to make love to his submissive blond lover. Jeremiah would engulf Ricky’s cock for some forceful sucks before screwing the tender & willing bottom. Sometimes he would suck Ricky off completely before fucking him with his large black cock, other times he would screw Ricky first and then suck him off before the two boys would roll around kissing & hugging in total gay abandon.

At home Ricky jacked off a great deal when he could not be with Jeremiah. Like any gay or bi guy he would jack off 2,3 or more times a day if he were not having sex with his girlfriend or Jeremiah. After that day in Kristi’s bedroom Ricky at home would sneak into Allison’s panty drawer and find a slinky, silky panty to put on while he jacked off. He loved the feminine feeling of the material on his cock and ass and while he was not really into cross-dressing, his fetish masturbation in the sleek and exciting panties made him feel so gay and fem. After all the domineering aspect of Allison’s relationship with him emasculated him and submerged his psyche into his growing gayness and he felt so fem inside.

Allison could tell that Ricky had been fooling around in her panty drawer and set him up one day. She told him she way going across town for a few hours and would be back after a while. She left the stereo a bit louder than usual and left. She waited about 15 minutes and silently snuck back into the apartment. Her suspicions were confirmed when she caught a peek of Ricky masturbating wildly in a pair of her panties. She left silently and smiled about knowing Ricky’s little secret.

Kristi was a freak and would sometimes tease her boyfriend, Bjorn about watching Ricky suck Bjorn’s dick for her. Bjorn was a tall handsome Scandinavian boy with dirty blond hair and striking good looks. He would tease Kristi back that all Scandinavians, both men and women would occasionally have bisexual liaisons and that it was not taboo where he came from and actually quite natural. Teasingly Kristi told Bjorn about Ricky and his hottie girlfriend Allison and said that they should switch lovers sometime & “go bi”. One would think that Kristi would have noticed, but Ricky & Bjorn more than once had given each other that curious eye contact guys give each to probe the possibility of a gay encounter.

Kristi and Jeremiah were such good friends that upon occasion she would slide into Jeremiah’s room while he and Ricky were having sex and watch, usually clad only in a skimpy pair of panties with her tiny breasts free as she ran her fingers through a surprised but excited Ricky’s hair as he sucked on Jeremiah’s dick. She would sometimes jack him off as he was wildly sucking off Jeremiah or tittie fuck him with her soft little titties, which he just loved. There were times when Jeremiah was screwing Ricky that she would offer up a titty for Ricky to suckle on as he was being impaled by Jeremiah’s large cock and other times that Kristi in her horniness at the gay lovers would sink her tiny, tasty nearly hairless pussy onto Ricky’s face as he was being fucked.

A warm spring day found Ricky walking into Jeremiah’s apartment building as Bjorn was leaving. Bjorn knew Ricky was on his way to see Jeremiah.

“Jeremiah’s not in,” Bjorn told Ricky.

“There was a death in the family and he’s back in Jamaica for a few weeks.” Ricky looked a little disappointed at the news until Bjorn looked Ricky deeply in the eyes and asked “want to come over to my place?”

They made small talk on the way over but as Bjorn closed the door to his apartment after Ricky walked in there were no pretenses. Both boys rushed into each other’s arms and began a passionate, hungry kiss. Both boys grew hard in their pants as the newness of this gay tryst developed. Bjorn and Ricky kissed madly and fumbled taking off each other’s shirts and soon were topless and kissing anew.

“Oh Ricky, your so hot,” Bjorn whispered as they nuzzled their faces together.

“I’ve wanted you for so long,” Ricky whispered back.

The two hot boys were soon feeling for each other’s cocks through their pants and almost simultaneously they began to unsnap each other’s pants. As the pants opened up the two boys reached in to feel the other’s warm, hard cocks. Ricky was soon stepping out of his jeans and stood there naked as Bjorn marveled at the handsome blond boy as he jacked on Ricky’s cock as Ricky fondled Bjorn’s.

Bjorn slid to his knees and hesitated not at all in slipping Ricky’s cock into his mouth. It had been years since Bjorn had been sexually active with another boy and he relished the feeling and taste of Ricky’s lovely cock in his mouth. Ricky steadied himself at the pleasurable attention his penis was receiving by holding on to Bjorn’s head and shoulders as Ricky pumped his cock in & out of the mouth of the boy kneeling in front of his naked bod.

The unexpected encounter with Kristi’s boyfriend was invigorating as was the newness of a different gay partner. Ricky’s cock tingled and it felt so right & he felt so free to be having sex with another guy. His excitement could not be contained and in next to no time Ricky’s cock erupted a torrent of cum into the willing mouth of Bjorn, who ravished the cock and eagerly took all that Ricky’s cock could give. Ricky nearly passed out from pleasure and he moaned as he emptied his load into his willing new lover’s mouth.

As Bjorn finished his amazing blow job, he then rose up and led Ricky to his bed. Bjorn, with Ricky’s help took off his own pants and Ricky fondled the other boy’s sweet hard cock as they nuzzled and hugged and kissed in Bjorn’s bed. With Bjorn on his back Ricky returned the favor and slipped Bjorn’s handsome cock into his mouth. It tasted fantastic and Ricky was happy to taste a cock other than Jeremiah’s. Ricky made love to Bjorn’s cock with his own impatient mouth and bobbed his face over Bjorn’s cock and he sucked off his new lover. Bjorn didn’t last too long and Ricky was presently milking the succulent cum out of the hot, hard cock. Ricky milked Bjorn’s cock with his mouth long after it had given him its last drops of jizz and the boys then slid into each other’s arms to kiss and be astonished at their wonderful first acquaintance.

They lay in naked in bed together and cuddled and talked. Bjorn brought a bottle of schnapps and lit a cigarette. Ricky savored being naked in bed with the handsome Bjorn and after a few swigs of the sweet liquor the two guys were becoming aroused again. Ricky gazed at Bjorn’s taut, chiseled body and reached over and caressed his cock. It felt amazing to his touch and he stroked lovingly on it as Bjorn reciprocated and the two handsome guys slid once again into a kiss as they began jacking each other off.

They broke the kiss and were entranced at the remarkable feeling they derived from stroking off the other’s hard, pounding cock. Faster and faster they fisted each other’s throbbing cock till finally Bjorn began to moan and cum spurted out and all over the two males. Ricky tugged and tugged on Bjorn’s exploding cock and he reached his face down slipping the cock in his mouth to taste the last few dribbles of cum. Bjorn madly jacked on Ricky’s cock and he was not far behind. Ricky’s sperm jetted out of his cock all over both of them as they gasped and wheezed in sexual enchantment. Boy of them were sticky with cum and sated in their new gay relationship. As they wiped off and began to dress arrangements were softly and lovingly made for a rendezvous the next day at Ricky’s apartment.

At home that night Ricky was still very horny and tried to initiate sex with Allison as they went to bed. She rebuffed him and turned over and soon fell asleep. Ricky had a hard on that wouldn’t quit, so as he lay in bed naked he began to slowly stroke his aching cock. He thought back to his mind-blowing gay encounter earlier with Bjorn and as he tried to be as quiet as possible, his jacking off slowly picked up speed. His cock felt so good in his hand and he jacked harder & faster on his cock, still trying to not wake Allison but fantasizing about his planned encounter with Bjorn in the morning.

As he fisted his cock Allison turned over a bit with a start like she was waking from the movement Ricky was creating. Ricky froze. Allison settled back down and as Ricky lay motionless she fell back asleep. Slowly he began to jack off again & he also began to finger his tight hole with his other hand. He was getting close to cumming when out of a deep sleep Allison again turned over with a sudden jerk.

“Ricky?”

“Yes,” he replied in a whisper, like that would put her back to sleep.

“Are you jacking off?” she asked.

“No, hon,” he replied hoping she would go back to sleep.

Reaching over she felt his hard cock catching his hand on it.

“Liar!” Allison discovered. “You little pervert. Now go to sleep.”

“But hon, I’m so horny,” Ricky whined.

“OK,OK. Here!” she said as she moved his hand off his cock and began to jack him off.

The touch of her feminine hand felt sensational on his nearly bursting cock. He wiggled and shook and humped his hips & cock up to meet her stroking of his cock and very soon he began to huff and like a rocket his cum blasted out all over himself as Allison jacked off her horny boyfriend, having no idea that the whole time she was jacking him off he was fantasizing about gay sex with Bjorn & Jeremiah.

As he lay there panting and covered in his own cum Allison said “there now. Wipe up and go to sleep.” She rolled over and went back to sleep with no idea still that Ricky was having bisexual liaisons.

After Allison left for work the next morning Ricky called Bjorn who was waiting at a coffee shop nearby on his cell phone to let him know it was OK to come over. Allison actually passed Bjorn walking down the street and they smiled at each other. She thought to herself “mmm, what a hot guy” as she walked to the subway. Bjorn knocked on the door and Ricky open up to let him in the apartment. Wearing only a pair of sweat pants his cock tented and tingled in them as Bjorn walked in. They took each other by the hand, looked each other in the eyes and then began to kiss fiercely and passionately. Ricky led Bjorn to the bedroom and helped Bjorn disrobe. Ricky pulled of his sweats and stood there naked and hard with his naked new gay lover who was hard and throbbing as well.

They adjourned to the unmade bed, rubbing, jacking and fondling the other’s cock and balls as they kissed and nuzzled. They humped their hard cocks into each other as they kissed and drank in the scent of the other male as they nestled their bodies together. Ricky slid his face down to Bjorn’s cock and quickly engulfed it in his eager mouth. Ricky mouthed & licked on the wonderful cock and was soon sucking on it madly like a hungry puppy at mealtime. His own cock throbbed and ached as he ravished Bjorn’s warm hard cock.

Ricky bobbed his face over the cock like he couldn’t get enough of its earthy, musky taste. Ricky made smacking & slurping sounds as he continued his loving assault on the tasty penis. He abruptly stopped his cock sucking and climbed up on all fours over Bjorn and dangled his own warm hard cock in his lover’s face. Bjorn did not hesitate and was milking Ricky’s cock with his mouth with the same fervor that Ricky only moments before bestowed on his cock. Bjorn sucked, sniffed & licked Ricky’s handsome cock as he caressed Ricky’s luscious male bod and fondled his balls as they dangled down over him. Ricky closed his eyes and moaned at the intense pleasure he felt. His cock felt so good in Bjorn’s mouth but his own mouth felt empty so he wiggled around with his cock still in Bjorn’s mouth and turned around to begin sucking anew in a sweet gay 69.

Bjorn’s cock was handsome and pleasing to Ricky’s mouth and while it was a nice sized cock it was not the massive girth of Jeremiah’s beast. With it firmly in his mouth and Ricky hovering over his lover, his lust took over and he slid it deeper into his mouth. Jeremiah had throated Ricky many times and now Ricky excitedly began to throat Bjorn. The cock slid easily down Ricky’s throat and he relished pleasing his lover in this manner as his own cock was being made love to by Bjorn’s greedy mouth. Ricky throated for a while and then slid on his side as the gay 69 continued, as the morning light got brighter.

The two handsome guys milked and sucked on the other’s cock till finally Bjorn could hold back no longer. His cock spasmed and shook into Ricky’s mouth, releasing thick gobs of warm cum. Ricky savored the essence of Bjorn’s manhood and smacked and licked on the pole cleaning it with his tongue. His enjoyment of tasting Bjorn’s seed produced his own pleasure as his cock reciprocated and shot its molten jizz into Bjorn’s willing mouth. Ricky moaned in pleasure and continued to milk Bjorn’s spent but still hard cock in his mouth as his cum pour out into his lover’s mouth.

The two guys milked a bit longer on the wet cocks before crawling up into each other’s arms to kiss & hug and tell each other how incredibly hot that was. Ricky was now completely smitten at having such a hot new gay lover and Bjorn himself was surprised how much he truly enjoyed having sex with another guy, especially a hot guy like Ricky. They both had to get moving on their day but as they dressed and prepared to leave they kissed and rubbed each other’s tender cocks, now glowing in sated sexual warmth.

It was a long week before Ricky & Bjorn were able to hook up again as they met at Ricky’s apartment for a second time after Allison left for work. They kissed and nuzzled as they began to disrobe at the end of the bed. The two were soon naked and entranced as they stood there admiring the other’s bare body and pulling on each other’s warm, hard fleshy cock. As Bjorn and Ricky took pleasure in the moment Ricky whispered in Bjorn’s ear:

“Oh Bjorn, I’ve waited all week to see you. You’re so hot & you make me feel so sexy.”

Bjorn replied with a firm, slow forceful kiss and replied simply with a “mmmm. Me too.”

“You really make me feel sexy. I want to be your sexy lover,” Ricky said as he rubbed his cock and bare body into the cock and nakedness of his new lover.

“You are sexy, babe. Fuck, you make me so horny. I love your cock,” he said as he pulled along Ricky’s throbbing manhood.

“Oh Bjorn, Jeremiah turned me into a horny little bitch. You don’t mind if I get kinky for you?”

Bjorn looked a bit puzzled but was so horny with bisexual lust he didn’t care what Ricky had in mind and he simply nodded and whispered, “Go for it.”

Ricky smiled & kissed a soft feminine kiss on the tip of Bjorn’s lips and then turned to the bureau and opened a drawer. Reaching in he plucked out a frilly pair of string bikini panties of Allison’s. Smiling, he pulled the sleek, silky feminine under garment up his legs into place over his cock and round little ass. He arched his back and extruded his panty-clad cock toward Bjorn for him to feel. Bjorn felt the silkiness of the fabric on the hard penis and remarked “you are sexy” as he also tenderly caressed Ricky’s buns through the panties. The tip of Ricky’s penis left a small wet spot of pre-cum on the front of the panties as its hardness strained against the silky material.

Ricky led Bjorn by the hand to the bed and whispered:

“Make love to me Bjorn.”

They rolled around and kissed as passionate and loving as two lovers could, finally alone and naked together. Ricky lay on his back as Bjorn kissed him, then kissed in his ear and down his neck and shoulders, fondling Ricky’s panty clad cock the whole time. For Ricky he never felt more alive and sexual as he did now. He was a bit confused about his sexuality, just all the feelings he felt being in his and Allison’s bed making love to the handsome Bjorn. He loved the sexy femininity of Allison and of other girls and he was very attracted & turned on the beauty of the naked female body. He also loved the way he felt while naked with handsome and masculine guys like Bjorn & Jeremiah.

For him the lure of a handsome male lover made him feel sexy and he could not quite explain it, but it made him feel very feminine himself while making love to another guy. Being in the arms of a masculine lover he melted into a warm, fuzzy sexual sensation that made him feel submissive and tender and oh so horny. He was not into cross dressing or the like; the panties simply made him feel sexier and heightened his sexual sensation of his feminine side while relishing the feel of the masculine nature of his lover’s cock and body.

Ricky felt this submissiveness as the princely Bjorn continued to fondle his aching cock through the panties and was now kissing his nipples. Jeremiah had told Ricky that he was a natural “bottom” and he knew it was so. Bjorn kissed a trail down Ricky’s stomach and pulled the panties down a bit and slipped Ricky’s cock into his warm & willing mouth. Ricky cringed in ecstasy as the masculine mouth worked its magic and he felt even more feminine and warm. Bjorn teased Ricky’s cock with a few long, loving sucks and pulled his mouth off for a second.

Ricky lifted his ass up off the bed and began to pull the panties off. He felt so sexy & fem however and he lifted both legs apart straight above himself with the panties stretched about his ankles. With the panties spread against his ankles high above both of them and with his legs spread Bjorn resumed making love to Ricky’s cock with his mouth. He bathed it with his tongue and licked its length from the handsome mushroom tip to Ricky’s shaved balls.

(Jeremiah and Kristi one day had given him an erotic haircut on his pubes, trimming them short and they shaved his balls smooth, telling him how sexy and wonderful it felt to be shaved and smooth. He continued maintaining this with nearly every shower and he relished trimming his pubes close and sexy, his cock ached was harder that ever every time he had sex or jacked himself off, fondling his soft smooth balls and also enjoying the way they felt when he snuck on a pair of Allison’s panties to jack off. Allison noticed his new found ‘hairstyle” and loved feeling Ricky’s soft, shaved balls as she played with his large cock. She thought it might be a bit on the gay side but she noticed that a lot of straight male porn stars also maintained this look).

With Ricky’s legs spread high above him Bjorn had access with his mouth to Ricky’s tender rosebud and he moved down from licking Ricky’s balls to slip his tongue into the sensitive hole. He loved rimming Kristi’s hot little ass and in his gay lust it was a natural to do the same to Ricky. Ricky squirmed and moaned and the loving assault of Bjorn’s tongue up his tight hole made him gasp and shudder and his legs spread even farther apart, forcing the panties off one foot and they slid down one leg. Ricky return his feet to the bed so he could spread his legs farther and he continued to squirm and enjoy the sensation.

Bjorn was smitten with lust and soon had Ricky’s cock back in his mouth. He made love to the warm hard beast, relishing the taste of his lover’s cock and was throbbing and hard himself. He smacked and sucked and slipped a finger into Ricky’s wet hole. He gently finger fucked his lover and his sucking made Ricky writhe & pant in pleasure. He could take no more and the fingering to his hole helped push Ricky over the edge. He bucked and twisted, humping his cock up deeper into Bjorn’s mouth as he came in a burst of hot cum, blasting into the warm wet orifice. Bjorn sucked madly & hungrily on his lover’s cock, loving the taste of cock and cum.

Bjorn came up for air saying “mmmmmmmmmm” to Ricky. Ricky spread his legs and whispered again, “make love to me Bjorn.” Ricky reached into the nightstand for some lube and Bjorn fingered a smidgen over the tight hole. He rose up over Ricky who had his legs spread wide and ass lifted up and pressed the tip of his hard, aching cock at the opening. His blowjob on Ricky had heightened his horniness and it was only natural to fuck his willing lover now as his reward. He pressed his cock firmly into the hole and the now experienced Ricky took the cock easily as it slid up his boy pussy. Bjorn slid all the way in as he fell onto Ricky, kissing him as Ricky wrapped his arms around Bjorn’s neck and whispered loving whimpers. Bjorn began to fuck Ricky in firm long hard strokes as Ricky moaned and wriggled in his arms. Ricky felt even more fem and gay as Bjorn made love to him - he knew how girls felt when being fucked by a handsome lover.

The two males rocked into each other cock into ass and ass wrapped around hard cock. They fucked for quite some time before Bjorn let out a low, deep moan signaling his climax and he fucked harder and faster into his wonderful gay lover’s ass. Bjorn came in a huff shooting his seed deep into Ricky as they made passionate, tender gay love.

As Bjorn’s ejaculation in Ricky subsided they stayed joined and kissed tenderly, telling each other how hot and wonderful it was. They were coated in a thin layer of sweat and the both felt fulfilled and affectionate, both of their penises tender, warm & glowing and Ricky’s ass pulsating in pleasure. Bjorn slid his cock out of Ricky’s ass and they lay next to each other and looked deeply into each other’s eyes. Ricky ran his fingers through Bjorn’s hair and smiled demurely, feeling completely satisfied and gay.

Ricky never felt more alive sexually than he did now and as he knocked on Bjorn’s apartment door one afternoon he was not aware that his infatuation and bisexual longing might soon be disappointed. As Bjorn open the door & let Ricky in he seemed hesitant and Ricky could sense something was different.

“Ricky,” Bjorn started. “We are going to have to cool it between you and me.”

“What? Why?” Ricky stammered with disappointment in his eyes.

“We just need to cool it. It’s been great, but I still like women more and its getting too complicated with you & me and me and Kristi,” Bjorn continued.

“Does she know?” Ricky asked.

“Yeah, kind ah,” Bjorn said.

“How, Bjorn, did you tell her?”

“Not really, but she guessed it one night when we were drunk. She was actually fairly cool with it but we both agreed it would be better to lay off that type of sex.”

“What’s she talking about? She came in on Jeremiah & me all the time when we were getting it on. She even blew me or had me eat her out a few times. Did you know that?”

Bjorn nodded. “I know. That’s cool though, she’s a highly sexed girl. That’s who I want.”

Ricky was devastated. Close to tears, he pleaded with Bjorn. Ricky fell gently into Bjorn’s arms & laid his head on his shoulders. Bjorn ran his fingers through Ricky’s hair and patted him gently on his back. Despite the awkward situation of the bad news both guys grew erections in their pants as they held each other. Ricky began to rub Bjorn’s hard on through his pants and looked up at Bjorn.

“One more time?” he asked.

Bjorn nodded hesitantly, his boner doing the thinking for him. Ricky had Bjorn’s pants open in no time and was pulling them off.

They fell back onto the couch and with his tee shirt still on but naked from the waist down Bjorn’s cock grew to Ricky’s touch and it soon found its way into Ricky’s hungry, horny mouth. He ravished it impatiently as Bjorn squirmed and writhed in pleasure from the cock sucking. Ricky stopped for a moment to get undressed and he then climbed on top of Bjorn, rubbing his penis into Bjorn’s and kissing him. Ricky slid his cock between Bjorn’s legs and began to press his throbbing cock against the tight opening. Bjorn stopped him and whispered firmly “NO”. Ricky in his lust returned to humping Bjorn’s cock with his own and was agitated in his excitement. He fucked his cock onto Bjorn’s madly for a few lustful minutes until he came, with his frenzied and hot and bothered cock spewing its warm, white creamy juices all over Bjorn’s cock, stomach and tee shirt.

He moaned his exhilaration as the two cocks rubbed together but he lingered not long and soon had Bjorn’s cock back in his mouth, sticky and wet from his own cum. He mouthed and sucked on it impatiently, like it might be the last cock he would ever suck. Ricky’s mouthing and tonguing and licking of Bjorn’s prick was still very stimulating to the handsome Scandinavian boy and it wasn’t long before he arched his back up and pumped with his hips faster and faster up into Ricky’s horny mouth as his cum began to rocket out into the warm wetness. Bjorn continued to hump up into Ricky’s mouth, ejaculating the last bit of sperm he could offer. As their passion subsided the situation started to become awkward again. As Ricky dressed to leave Bjorn put his pants back on and said “sorry” as Ricky sadly walked out the door.