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Getting To The Good

By "J"

October, 2000 ©

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter XXXIV

 


Akil rose from the bed and went to retrieve a rubber from his pants pocket.

"Let me," I said when he returned with the gold packet. Happily, I rolled the extra-sensitive condom down the length of his erection. I hoped the condom would do its job; it was pulled so tight around him, it could've been a second skin.

"Does that hurt?" I asked.

"Naw. It's nice and tight," Akil said.

"Mmm. So am I."

Akil smiled deviously as he pulled my legs up and threw my calves over his shoulder. He nibbled around my knees first, and then on my thighs. The sensations of his mouth and tongue on my skin made my dick skip across my belly, leaking a steady stream of pre-cum that pooled in my navel.

"I want you so bad, Trace." He positioned his dick toward my hole.

"Akil, wait...oh, shit!" Without any lube or even a finger job, Akil had pressed his entire head inside my hole. I gritted my teeth as he pulled out.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

My asshole was throbbing. "Ooh, damnit, Akil, you've got to put something...lube or something in first. It'll hurt like hell if you don't."

Akil pulled back, staring at me. "How would you know that, Trace?"

Akil thought I was a virgin and there was no way I could know about the pain if I was indeed pure. I could see doubt and suspicion darkening Akil's pretty brown eyes. "It just makes sense if you think about it. My ass is not equipped to take things--especially something THAT big--inside, not without some lubrication."

Akil disengaged my legs from around his shoulders. "What's up, Trace? Are you a virgin or are you lying
to me?"

I sat up. "Of course I'm not lying, Akil. I have waited for you, the same way you've waited for me. Now, we've waited long enough, so let's just find some lube and--"

"I didn't bring any lube." He sat down beside me.

I didn't have any either. I had no idea he was planning on making tonight such a special night. "It's okay. Go look in the bathroom. They've probably got something in there we could use."

The only thing Akil found was a small vial of hand lotion. "Good enough," I said.

I guided Akil's lotioned fingers inside of me, one, two, even three. Once they got inside, Akil needed few instructions. He slid them back and forth, over my tender prostate, using his thick fingers to open me up. It didn't long to accomplish that. He assumed the position again and with a quick thrust of his hips, slid up into me with little resistance. It was a feeling of completeness that I had not experience before. It was fullness of mind, body, and soul.

I closed my eyes as Akil's dick pushed back walls and rearranged my insides to accomodate his hardness. He was jabbing my guts, and I was crying out because it felt too damn good. My cries were all Akil needed to go wild, pounding and slamming his thick thighs against my ass, his strokes becoming fast and furious. My own dick was bouncing to and fro in response to Akil's anal assault, as it maintained its own stiffness. Akil's dick was slamming into my prostate and I could feel my nature begin to rise.

"Fuck that ass, boy! Fuck that ass!" I was yelling and moaning, and Akil was grunting and wheezing as we both lost ourselves fucking each other. Even Craig with his foot-long dong hadn't felt this good inside, and that was saying a hell of a lot considering that we'd broken a bed in the heat of the moment.

Akil disengaged us briefly, as he prepared me to take it doggy style. He didn't waste any time slipping and sliding inside me, and the way he sank into me, it was as if he was drilling for oil. I could feel his sweat mingling with mine as his thighs smacked against my ass. He gripped my shoulders and laid on top of my back, squishing every last quarter-inch of his dick up my chute as he plowed away, adding an around-the-world circular flex to his thrusting.

That was all I needed. Cum that felt like it was gathering from every cell in my body suddenly flowed out, making a long trail across the bed sheets. Four more followed the first, each long and stringy rope of hot liquid dousing the bed.

My orgasm set Akil off. "OOOOOooo, yeah." His dick plumped inside and his first explosion felt like a small tremor in my ass. He continued to pound me as his fluids rushed into the condom in an almost-neverending rush. He throbbed and shook as he
exhausted himself, shooting an endless load deep inside the condom in my aching bowels.

We fell on the bed, gasping and grasping each other as our tongues slid together. He sucked on my bottom lip even as his dick remained inside of me, slowly softening as the two of us cuddled and drifted into a deep sleep.

When I woke up, I crawled out of Akil's arms and looked at the watch on his right wrist. It read 3:26.

In the morning!

I'd been out all night, in my mom's car!

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter XXXV

 



You've never seen two people falling over each other trying to put on clothes the way Akil and I were. "I'm sorry," he kept saying. It wasn't his fault; after that sweaty workout we'd had earlier we were too tired to even think that we'd oversleep. I just knew Mom had called the police. Maybe Dad had talked her out of it, since he was always more rational about these things.

It wasn't until we jumped in the car that the funk hit us. Undeniably, the smell of stale sweat and dried cum. We both looked at each other and together, said, "Shower." It was already past 3 in the morning, so what was another twenty minutes?

If you thought we put the clothes on fast, you should've seen how quickly they came back off. There was no time for separate showers, so we hopped into the stall together. I don't know why--maybe it was the steam, or the way the hot water meandered down Akil's broad shoulders and dripped off the slope of his muscular ass--but pretty soon, I was raging hard, and so was he. We slid into each other, slippery wet and warm, and gave into our desires once more.

Akil took the loofah brush and soaped up my backside. When the bristles probed between my cheeks, I fell against the wall, shivering. Akil tossed the brush aside and fell to his knees. His tongue lashed out, and in an instant, painted hot strokes across each cheek. He managed to sneak a finger inside, and gently pushed it down to the first knuckle.

I grabbed one cheek in each hand and separated them, inviting him to slide more of his fingers inside. To my delight, two more fingers zoomed forward and penetrated the target. My asshole squeezed around the triplet snugly. When Akil added his thick-as-a-tree-branch thumb, I felt my asshole stetch wide open as the Mississippi. With his sharp, thrusting finger motions, Akil made sure there would be no penetration problems this time around.

We cut the water off, toweled each other down and went back into the room. Akil sat and laid back on the bed, and I parted his legs with my head. I wasted no time; the entire head of his cock plum sank into my throat, and my tongue slithered around the shaft.

Then, I pulled back. "You like that?" I asked, a smile playing at the corners of my mouth.

Akil sat up, dazed. His opaque brown eyes seemed to be swimming in their sockets.

"Huh? Yeah, yeah, baby. You know I like it."

My tongue tap-danced across the tip of the swollen head. "Tell me how much you like it."

Akil's forehead wrinkled. "Come on, Trace. Don't be a tease, baby."

I crossed my arms over my chest and didn't try to stop the big grin that took over my mouth. "I want to hear you tell me how much you want it."

"Okay, okay. I love it."

"What do you love?"

Akil screwed up his face. "I love...the way...you..."

"Suck your big dick?"

He smiled.

"Say it. Tell me that you love the way I suck your big dick."

He laughed. "Come on, Tracy. Don't make me say that."

I lunged forwrd and wrapped my lips around the head, suctioning several drops of liquid onto my tongue.

"Ooh...damn...ooh, I love it."

"Love what?" I managed to say, even though my tongue was swirling around his head.

"Um...I love...the way...oh, shit! I love the way you suck my big dick!"

"Again." My lips descended the shaft like a ladder, taking one inch at a time.

"I love the way...oooh, uh-huh...I love the way you suck it...suck my big dick."

By that time, he was so deep in my throat, I could barely speak myself. After that, I couldn't shut Akil up. He ended up loving how tight my ass was, how warm I felt around his "big ass dick", and how much he loved the way I shot a stream of white hot cum all over my belly. It felt good hearing Akil's sexuality coming out so strongly.

We showered again and cleaned ourselves up before finally taking off. By that time, it was pushing 5 a.m. I tried not to think about the trouble I would be in once I got home; instead, I contented myself with Akil's company and the fact that we were lovers after all. I pulled up to Akil's Aunt Dora's house around 5:15. It was quite, but the both of us noticed
that the porch light was on.

"Did you tell her to wait up for you?" I asked.

"No."

The front door opened not long after. I saw the car, parked about a half-block down the street, the same instant the porch light illuminated his face.

Dad.

At Akil's Aunt Dora's house!

 

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