Stitcher - 2. The Backstory (Part Two)

I’m on sensory overload here! The hot water from the shower is finally warming me up. The kiss is like nothing I’ve ever felt before. My hand is stroking a throbbing, hard cock. Wait! That’s not my cock! My cock is surrounded by an incredibly muscular ass that is flexing and massaging Cam Jr. Holy shit! This must be what actual fucking feels like!

Ian breaks away from the kiss and steps away from me. Cam Jr. is not happy, and I let out this moan that seemed to come from all the way down to my toes.

Ian turned around and flashed that killer smile at me when, out of the blue, he leaned in and kissed my neck. Oh. My. God. Why the fuck are my knees shaking? This isn’t supposed to be happening, right? Then those amazing lips started to plant light kisses down to my shoulders and then to my pecs.

How can I be so out of control? I felt those lips move to my left nipple, and he started to kiss and suck on it. When he gently bit down, this half moan-half voice came out of me. “Oh, fuck. Oh my God, Ian!”

No, I’m not gay. But if this is what gay feels like, then I’m pretty sure I can deal with it for an hour or so. Nothing has ever felt this good! But I’m not gay. Oh God! (the other nipple.) Not totally, right?

Okay, I got it. I’ll give myself a gay pass. That will allow me to do anything and like anything I want without having to be actually gay. That’s it! Gay Pass. Brilliant, right? But why am I still shaking?

I had to put my hand up against the shower wall so that I wouldn’t end up a blubbering mess on the floor. Ian worked his way down my abs, and I had to look down. He looked up at me with those stunning eyes as he grabbed hold of Cam Jr. Oh fuck, is he going to—

Ian opened his beautiful mouth, and the next thing I know, his lips wrapped around my steel-hard cock. He started to move his head up and down, taking in a bit more each time. This must be what actual fucking feels like! On about his fifth or sixth try, he had the whole thing in his mouth and down his throat. I was in shock and fucking paradise!

Ian then put his hands on my hips and started moving me in and out of his throat. Next thing I know, I’m thrusting in and out of his hot mouth. Now, this has to be what actual fucking feels like—and fuck me. It’s hot!

Oh, fuck! Fuuuck me! In no time at all, I felt that feeling. You know, the point of no return—Way too soon if you ask me! “Dude—I’m—I—I’m gonna nut!”

He didn’t stop or even slow down. “Oooooooohhh, Fuuuuuuuck!” Seven, eight, nine jets of hot spunk went right down his throat. When it finally stopped, that amazing boy eased his mouth off my still rock-hard cock. He then started to kiss and lick the head to get the last drops. He looked up at me, smiling (of course), and said, “Cam, that was fucking amazing. You have the hottest cock I’ve ever seen.”

That’s when the embarrassment set in. “I’m sorry I didn’t last very long. I wish I could’ve—"

Ian stood up and pressed his fingers to my lips. “Shhh. It’s okay, Cam. You should never apologize for a nut like that. It was amazing.”

“Really?”

“Most definitely, really.” He leaned in, took my head in his hands, and kissed me. I recognize that taste! His tongue was still coated with remnants of my spunk. Yeah, I’ve tasted my nut before. Don’t even tell me you haven’t! I couldn’t help but moan into the mouth that was attached to mine.

Ian broke the kiss, smiled again, and looked into my eyes. How the fuck can they be even hotter now? “Your turn, dude. Get me off.”

Whoa! Total panic mode! Even Cam Jr. freaked out and started shrinking. What the fuck do I do now? I know, I know—I issued myself a gay pass for the night, but I didn’t think I would actually have to do anything gay! Okay, kissing a hot dude might be a little gay. Fucking his face might be a little bit gay, too. But sucking on his cock? That’s totally gay. Does my gay pass cover that? Oh, fuck! What do I do now?

I took a step back from Ian. I felt my shoulders slump as I looked down at the shower floor. Fuck, even his feet are kinda sexy. Stop it, Cam! I moved my eyes up, and there was his cock—all throbbing and bouncing up and down. Fuck! He just gave me the most incredible orgasm I’ve ever had. Hell, I can’t imagine ever having one again that was so intense. I guess I kinda owe him, don’t I? Oh, fuck me! What the Hell do I do?

“Ian?” Well, at least I could still talk. “I—I—I’ve never—I don’t know what to do.”

“You’ve never done this before?”

I just shook my head while looking at his cock.

“I’ve never even kissed a dude until tonight. I’m not—I’m—not gay.”

“Really?” He placed his finger under my chin and pulled my face up, so I was looking into his eyes again. I was afraid he would be pissed, or at least look pissed. Instead, he looked so calm, so sure of himself. For some reason, that made me feel a little better.

“Cam, it’s okay. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do. I would never force you or anyone to do that.”

“No. It’s not that. I kinda really want to make you feel as good as you made me. But I don’t think I can.” Ummm, who is making me say these things?

“It’s okay, Cam. You don’t have to.” Then he started to caress my face. Oh, God! That feels so nice!

“No, that’s not what I meant. I mean, I’m afraid I’d do it wrong and disappoint you.” Who said that??

Holy Shiiiiiiiiit!! The shower just blasted cold as we ran out of hot water. How long have we been in here? Ian leaned back, turned off the water, and started laughing his ass (yes, that hot muscular ass) off. He stepped out and grabbed a couple of towels. He handed me one, and just as I started drying myself, he stopped me and started drying me. Even that felt nice, so I took his cue and started drying him off.

Damn! Dude has muscles on his fucking muscles! I was totally getting turned on again, rubbing my towel-covered hands all over his body. Feeling his hands on mine didn’t hurt either! Hehe.

After we were dry, he took my hand and led me down the short hallway to two doors.

“Do you want to sleep in here? Or, if you would like to, I totally wish you would sleep in here with me.”

Oh fuck. Another decision. I remembered my gay pass, and the words “with you” just came out of my mouth without even thinking about it. Oh, man. What have I done?

He stepped to me, and our once again hard cocks rubbed against each other as he kissed me with more passion and heat than ever before. Whoa—there was that moan again. He seemed to like it when I did that because he was moaning right back into my mouth.

He opened the door to his room and led me to his bed. We both crawled in and faced each other. His hand was caressing my face again. He leaned into me and gently kissed me. “Cam, I probably freaked you out tonight, huh? I’m so sorry about that.”

“No, don’t be sorry. It’s kinda obvious that I totally enjoyed it.” This time I leaned in and returned his sweet kiss. “I’ve been telling myself that I’m not gay for years now. But earlier, I gave myself a gay pass because you’ve been so amazing. You’ve given me feelings and experiences I never felt were possible.”

“A gay pass?” He looked into my eyes and giggled. “That’s the cutest thing I’ve ever heard.”

“Right now, it sounds kinda stupid to me.”

“No! I think it’s cool as fuck that you’ve decided to allow yourself to try something new!” Ian paused, running his fingers through my still-damp hair. “So, when does the pass expire?”

“I dunno. I guess I was planning for 24 hours?”

“Cool. So, let’s let tonight be all about feeling good. It’s not about being gay, straight, yellow, or purple.”

“Purple? Really?” It was my turn to giggle a bit.

“Just trying to make a point. Now big guy, how about some kissing. That seems to make you feel good. It sure does me!” Ian pulled my head into his and met my lips with his.

Now, let me make it clear. I’m definitely not a kissing virgin. I’ve kissed a lot of girls but damn! Kissing a dude—a hot dude at that—is something I totally didn’t expect. Ian’s lips were full and soft. But the kiss was so different from the ones I had with girls. This kiss was solid—masculine (obviously). It was equal—balanced. I got back what I gave and then some. I don’t know how to describe it—exhilarating, maybe?

Once again, Cam Jr. found his way to Ian Jr. Damn. They sure seemed to like each other!

Without breaking our kiss, Ian rolled me over, so I was on my back. He lowered himself on top of me and started to grind his cock into mine. I wrapped my arms around his muscular back as another deep moan came from deep inside and into his mouth. Oh, fuck!! I’m gonna bust another nut!

My cock erupted again, covering our abs and chests. Ian broke away from our kiss and smiled down at me. “Damn, you are one horny boy! I like that!”

“Dude, it’s your fault! You just keep doing things to me, and I can’t help what happens. And you still haven’t got off!”

“Don’t worry, Cam. I know exactly what I need to do to fix that!”

He leaned over the bed, got one of our damp towels, and cleaned up my mess. He then lay back on the bed and started to slowly stroke his cock. Damn, he is one hot boy! His body started to rise up and down as his amazing abs flexed and released. I couldn’t help it—I placed my hand on his abs and started feeling them up. Holy fuck, I need to get my ass in the gym more and work on mine.

“That feels so nice, Cam! I’m gonna nut soon.”

For some reason I will never figure out, I grabbed his hand away from his cock. “No! Stop! I want to get you off the right way.”

“Cam, you don’t have to do that. Really.”

“Dude. Two words—gay pass. I gotta do it while I can.”

I slid down to the foot of the bed and in between Ian’s legs. He had raised his knees and spread his legs for me. Holy Fuck! I could see the hairless pucker of his ass. I swear it was winking at me! His nut sack was completely hairless and drawn up pretty tight, and Ian Jr. was standing up tall and proud. I reached for it and squeezed it gently.

In the dim light, I could see the head of his cock shine with his precum. I wondered if it tasted as good as mine. Yeah, I’ve tasted mine—don’t judge. I know you have, too!

Oh, what the fuck. Here goes nothing! I lowered my head and swirled my tongue around Ian Jr.’s head. Well, of course, Ian’s precum tastes better than mine. This boy is totally perfect! Even the moans he was giving were like the most beautiful music.

I looked up saw Ian was watching me with his eyes half-shut and wearing that sexy smile—dimples and all. “Are you sure, babe?”

Babe? He called me babe! I liked it, too! I smiled back at Ian and nodded my head. I closed my eyes and thought back to my voice lessons and the exercises I used to open my throat. I wrapped my lips around the head and started a sucking motion as I slowly lowered my head and worked to relax my throat. I felt it reach the back of my mouth and just eased Ian Jr. down my open throat. A lot sooner than I expected, I felt my lips on his trimmed, blond bush.

I backed off a bit to taste that sweet juice that was now flowing into my mouth. I built up a rhythm and was bobbing my head up and down his cock. Whoa! I have a cock in my mouth! Thanks to the gay pass, it doesn’t make me gay, even though it’s pretty much the gayest thing I’ve ever done!

Ian started cussing and swearing—oh yeah, and gasping. “Oh, Fuuuuuuuck, Cam! You’re amazing! Fuck! Fuck!”

Funny, I was kinda proud of myself to get that kind of reaction from my first ever (and most likely last ever) blowjob. I was trying to think of things I liked and decided to take my free hand and start massaging Ian’s balls. Sooooo smooth!

It didn’t take much longer for Ian to shout that he was gonna blow his load soon. He told me to take my head off his cock, but I didn’t want to. I had to give him the same pleasure he gave me. No—I wanted to give him the same pleasure while I could. Gay Pass!!

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh! Fucking cumming, dude! Ooooooh. Myyyyy. God!” Jet after jet of the tasty juice filled my mouth, and I swallowed every bit I could. He was nutting so hard and fast I could feel some of it leaking out of my mouth and down my face.

After what felt like fifty shots of nut, Ian finally slowed down and eventually stopped. I let that amazing cock fall out of my mouth and looked up at my beautiful boy. Hey! Gay Pass!! He can be my beautiful boy until it expires, and I’m still not gay!

I scooted up the bed and lay on top of Ian. We kissed deeply and shared what was left of his load. I broke the kiss and asked the question I wasn’t sure I wanted to hear the answer to. “Did I do okay?”

“Did you do okay? Really dude? That was the most amazing blow job I’ve ever had! Are you sure you’ve never done this before?”

“Ummm, pretty sure I would remember if I had.”

“Jesus! That was—oh fuck! There are no words!”

“Glad you liked it!” I smiled down at Ian and kissed him again. I totally like kissing this boy!

“Of course, part of it might be I’m totally into you, dude. That adds so much.”

Whoa! He’s into me? Kinda cool, actually. Hearing that made Cam Jr. throb and pulse a bit. Ian kissed me. “Lay down on your back—and don’t touch your cock. I intend to take full advantage of that gay pass and show you a couple of things that will totally rock your world—while I can! The smile, the dimples, one quick kiss, and he rolled over to the side of the bed and opened the drawer in his nightstand.

He pulled a small bottle out and set it on the bed. Next, he slid down to the foot of the bed and lifted my legs. “Grab your legs and pull them to your chest. I think you are gonna like this—a lot.”

I did what he asked. I mean, why not? He hasn’t been anything but awesome so far, right?

Oh, fuck! He’s rolling his tongue around my balls. After they were completely soaked, he moved down and started licking and chewing on my taint—you know, that little patch between my balls and my—Holy Shit!

Is he? I mean, Oh, fuck! He’s licking my ass! I start panting—I’ve never felt anything like this! My body is out of control—he has me totally thrashing around the bed. The tip of his tongue is working around my pucker. Oh, fuck me!! And that’s exactly what he started to do—with his fucking amazing tongue! Then he stopped and looked up at me—smiling, of course.

“It’s called rimming. It’s my second favorite sex thing.”

I finally caught my breath. “Wow! Just fucking wow! I can’t believe it took me eighteen years to feel something that amazing!”

“You wanna try?”

“Really? You want me to do that to you?”

“Only if you want to. You don’t have to if you don’t.”

“I don’t know, dude. I mean—"

“Tell ya what. Let me flip around and keep doing you. If you want to try and do it to me, it’ll be there for ya.”

Ian flipped around so that hot ass was right in front of me and immediately dove in and started working my ass again. Oh, fuck—that’s so fucking awesome! I can’t believe how good it is! I have to give it back. But—it’s weird—I don’t feel like I owe him or anything. I really want to make Ian feel—Oh, fuck!!—this good. Well, here goes the gay pass in full force!

I put a hand on each of his rock-hard globes and felt the muscles tremble under my touch. I gently pulled them apart and was hypnotized by his pucker as it contracted and released. Well, fuck it—here goes!

I guess the thing that surprised me the most was that it didn’t taste like shit. Thank-the-fucking-universe for that! As soon as my tongue touched Ian’s pucker, he nearly screamed out in pleasure. So. Fucking. Hot. I loved getting my boy off! Yeah, I said it—My fucking-hot-sexy-horny-as-fuck boy. If I’m going to eat his ass, he’s my boy, alright! Gay Pass or not!

Just as I was finding out what he liked, you won’t believe this—his ass pulled my fucking tongue inside. I would pull it out, and he would pull it back in! I was fucking Ian with my tongue—oh, fuck!—he was doing the same thing to me!

I don’t have any idea how he was able to do it (I know I couldn’t), but he pulled away, turned around, and lay above me, propped up on his elbows. “Whatcha think, dude?”

“Oh, you beautiful boy—what the fuck are you doing to me?”

“Just trying to make you feel as good as I can before that gay pass expires. Am I doing okay?”

“Ian, you have given me the most amazing night I ever could have dreamed of. You haven’t pressured me into anything, and that gave me the freedom to try all sorts of crazy shit without being judged. I don’t know how I could ever thank you for this!”

“I know how. Will you fuck me? Do you want to totally lose your virginity?”

“Ooooooh, fuck!” This time I pulled my boy into me and kissed him with all the passion and love—Wait! Wait! Wait! I didn’t say love. Even with a gay pass, that’s too gay!

Ian reached over to the side of the bed and grabbed the small bottle he had pulled out of the drawer. He poured some of the liquid into his hand and reached behind and rubbed it in his ass. He poured a little more into his hand and ran it up and down Cam Jr. Ooooh, that’s nice!

He straddled my body, grabbed hold of Cam Jr., and lined him up with the hole that I had just tongue-fucked. “Baby, I need you to stay still for a bit. I’ve never had a cock this big in me before.”

Two things. Ian called me baby again, and I can’t think of anything I’ve heard that has made me happier. Weird. Then he told me my cock was the biggest he’d ever had. That made me proud—I mean, it’s not like I had anything to do with that, but still. Oh, fuck! Ohhhh, fuuuuck!

Ian had started to lower himself onto my big cock. The head slipped in, and I was doing everything in my power to stay still and let my boy take things at his pace. I looked up and saw his head leaning back. His blond curls were matted down to his face with sweat. His eyes were half-closed, and his mouth hung open. His breathing was hard and shallow. My boy looked like he was in another world as inch by inch of Cam Jr. was finding his new home.

Ian took one more deep breath and dropped down the last couple of inches. Oh. My. God! I was inside as deep as I could be.

“Cam, you feel fucking amazing, dude!”

My entire cock was wrapped in a silky kind of heat. Ian started rocking back and forth, and he would flex and release his ass muscles around me. As awesome as everything felt tonight, it was nothing compared to this. You know, only fucking feels like fucking.

Ian started to lift himself and then drop back down. There were no words. He just looked into my eyes, and we connected. We connected on a level that was way more than any words could do. There was no rush. Nothing frantic. Just a slow, deep, sexy-as-hell connection.

His eyes seemed to pull me in. The physical feeling was incredible as fuck—but this was different. I know we weren’t fucking now. We were totally making love to each other. I heard whimpers and soft moans—coming from both of us. Occasionally I would hear an “oh, Cam!” and I would moan an “Ian!”

I reached up to my beautiful boy, and he grabbed my arms and pulled me up to him. He was sitting in my lap as I wrapped my arms around him. We started kissing as he rocked and squeezed his ass around my cock, milking and massaging it. Now we’ve kissed a lot tonight, but this one was so far beyond anything we had done.

It was gentle and passionate at the same time. It was like the connection between us was complete. I never thought I could feel so wanted, so desired, so full of—I don’t know—what is this feeling? I know I’ve never felt it before. What is it?

I think it was Ian who broke the kiss. I really don’t know. The last part was such a blur. I felt like I was being transported to another universe when he said it. It was breathy, but I could feel it come from deep within his soul. “I think I’m falling in love with you, Cam!”

That was it! Love. I was feeling love in its purest, rawest form. Love. “I love you, Ian.”

The words came out just as I felt my body release the most intense orgasm deep inside my boy. At the same time, I felt Ian release his scalding hot load between us.

What the Hell? I felt tears running down my cheeks. But I wasn’t sad. I don’t think I’ve ever been happier in my eighteen years. We kissed again as I held his beautiful face in my hands. Yeah, he had tears, too.

Wow. Just wow!