Moving Back To My Hometown

By Nathan Harvey

Big Man

       I'd just moved back to my old hometown and it felt strange seeing all the changes that had been made since I'd been gone. The old high school had been relocated and now the old building was a very smart apartment house. It was strange driving by looking at my old school and reading the sign Central High Apartments. 

        I had no trouble finding a place to live because in the ten years I'd been gone they had built a lot of new apartment building and condominiums. The one I finally took was really a condo called LakeSide. The joke was there was no fucken lake.

       I'd called the few people that I could remember from school that were still in town but the only one that returned my call was Darien, a buddy from the eighth grade. When we had attended St. Joseph Grade school he was my best buddy. We'd studied and hung out together, we had been the best of friends. When we graduated to ninth grade that's when we were separated. He went off to St Joseph High School, and I went on to South Bend Central. My folk's just couldn't make the cost of the tuition.

       Well I gave him my new address I suggested that if he were free tonight to pick up a pizza and come on over and we could talk about the good old days. I had plenty of beer in the fridge. and we could spend the evening getting reacquainted.

        He sounded delighted and said he would drive over. Around six the bell rang and their Darien stood.  MAN had he changed. Standing there this beautiful hunk filled my doorway. He had blossomed into the most handsome stud I'd ever seen. He was tall with black curly hair and the most beautiful green eyes. He was a knockout dressed in a white T and chinos. His biceps and chest were like an advertisement for a health club.

       Inviting him in I watched as he moved into the room. He looked simply delicious the way his slim tight chinos hugged his tight shapely buns. As he sprawled on the couch he displayed one of the biggest baskets I'd ever seen. I had a lump in my throat just looking at all that beef on the hoof. Ducking into the kitchen I returned with a tray for the pizza and a couple of beers. We dug right in and it was like the years just fell away and we both felt the same closeness we had years before as boys. We laughed and talked about the funny times in school and how much trouble we were always getting into with the nuns. I told him I never got to be a good basketball player at Central because all the time we were at St. Joe we never had gym classes. I guess that was the way catholic schools wanted it in those days. Come to think of it we never had seen each other naked. When I got to High School I was just plain clumsy not to mention shy. None of the guys ever wanted me on there team. I was better in gymnastics so I stayed in that division for my high school years. I really became quite good at gymnastics.  I was glad that kind of macho stuff was over now. I guess all that's changed now-- even old St Joe. Grade School has a basketball team now. 

        Then the subject of marriage came up.  He asks why I'd never married.He said I'd turned into a great looking guy. I was tall, good build, and a great curly head of blond hair.  He thought I was really a sexy good-looking stud. Blushing I told him I was the kind of guy that just wasn't the marrying kind-- I really liked boys better than girls. Turning to him I ask the same question. He told me he'd dated lots of girls, but when they got serious the girls would dump him. Blushing he stood unzipping his pants dropping them saying he would show me the reason no girl would have him.

As his chinos and briefs slid down to his knees he revealed one of the biggest cocks I'd ever seen on a man.  It was just unreal almost like an animal. He must have been at least twelve inches just hanging there soft. Then he began stroking his meat it really became unreal. He said the only thing girls would do was just look at it and say no way. Then it was all over. The girl usually said she never wanted to see him again. Only once in a while some girl would try to suck him off but then it was all over after that. Most of them said about the same thing, They didn't want that thing stuck up there cunt. He'd even tried to get some of the gay men in town to take him. What he wanted most in life was a good fuck and not some damn electric vibrating cunt.

          

Sympathizing with him I told him he really did have a wonderful piece of meat. Eventually he would find someone he cared for and they could learn to take him. I explained it would take a long time but he could stretch his partner to the point he could get a good fuck. Excusing myself I went to get pictures of some men fisting. Showing them to him I tried to explain that these men they had developed their bodies to the point that they could take a fist and arm up there arse all the way up to a mans elbow. If someone really wanted him they could learn to take his cock all the way. He just stood there stroking that magnificent rack of meat. Feeling sorry for himself. Slipping down to my knees in front of him I began lapping at his tool. All I could do was give him a half-arse blowjob with him standing like that but he screamed out in ecstasy as I worked his cocks-head. 

    He was hot and he was ready and filling me with his cum, it was all I could do to take that load. With tears in his eyes he kneeled down kissing me telling me I was the only one in his life that had ever taken him like that. He left after that still shaken. 

       You might say that was Darien was my first date in town since I returned. We began seeing each other quite often after that. We would go bowling, shopping or to a movie. The one thing that remained constant was he always came home with me and we ended up in bed. I would suck him off every time, then in frustration I told him he was going to either blow me or I was going to fuck him. I was not going to be his cocksucker. Jumping up he said he had to go and dressing he quickly left. I could hear the tires squeal in the drive as he pealed out of my driveway .

       Several weeks passed and I heard nothing from Darien. I figured I could just rack it up to another missed opportunity. Then approaching my drive one night after work I was flabbergasted to see Darien's car parked there. Pulling in and parking behind his car I got out. When I come closer to his car I was surprised to see him sitting behind the wheel with a bunch of flowers. Getting out of the car he came over to me offering me the flowers. Then blushing and looking down he asked me if I would be his boyfriend. Quickly going in, we kissed and began pawing at each other. In our heated passion we began stripping and as we moved into the bedroom we left a trail of clothing.

       Darien had a virgin arse and it was a joy lubricating him for his first fuck. I greased both of us up. First I stuck my finger up his arse greasing his hole then I began working him with two fingers and finally I had three fingers in his arse working and stretching him out. Then I greased up my pole and slowly mounting him began penetration. He was rigid and frightened but I managed to coo and soothed him telling him he was going to love being fucked.

        Once I had entry I rested allowing his body to accept me. Slowly as I lay there I began inching my cock up his arse, resting every few inches until my nine inches was sunk deep up his arse. I could feel his body beginning to stretch to accept my cock. Than ever so slowly I began to screw him. Slowing at first, resting every little bit, I tried to make that piece of virgin arse last as long as possible. I knew I'd had him when he began to buck and push into me for more of my meat. We fucked for hours as he begged and pleaded for more.  I'd made his arse hole mine. Withdrawing from his sweet virgin arsehole I gently turned him over on his back.

Spinning around I began working his joystick and shortly I began milking my lover dry. I worked him into frenzy until he unloaded his wad. Groaning and grunting he fed me every thing he had. I had more in store for my new lover now. It was time to teach him how to blow me. Laying there his black curly hair damp from passion, and with tears in his eyes I began to push my tool in his mouth telling him to take me.  Without any resistance my meat slid into that hot sweet mouth of his.  When he had become use to my cock in his mouth then I began to fuck his face. With each stroke I sank deeper into my loves mouth until finally my balls were slapping on his chin. The only sound in the room was his slurping as he took me deep into his throat. Then I released my load and he began swallowing. Gagging only a little he consumed my juice. Stroking his hair I told him he was a natural born cocksucker.

He lay there limp and exhausted. Then I began sliding down his massive chest tonguing his nipples and licking his chest I began moving down that trail of hair to that massive rod again. Taking his head into my mouth I began to suck and work him until he began thrashing and bucking and finally shooting his second load.

        We lay there for hours in each other's arms. Then suddenly he stiffened sobbing and dressing he hurried from the room. Again I heard the wheels of his car spinning as he sped out of my drive. He was having a hard time accepting he was now a functioning queer.

       It was another week until I saw him again. He just showed up at my door with a sheepish look on his face. He wanted me to fuck him again. Looking down he said he loved how it felt and he wanted me to make him again. I'd decided not to let him off quite that easy this time. Saying I wanted to get a bite to eat first, we went over to the Landing for a quick supper. Stalling as long as I dared, I suggested we go home.

        We had both been ready for our evening of sex for quite a while. Slipping into the bedroom we threw off our cloths and fell into bed. Groping and kissing him I reach over and started greasing his slit up and mounted him. He was ready and willing and began to take my cock like a pro. He was hot and wanted everything I had. Pushing and twisting I rammed him deep finally shooting my load deep up his arse. He was still moaning and begging for more but I had more planned for my new lover. This time he was going to get the gift of his lifetime.

Greasing up his pole I squatted over him starting his cock in my ass. Then I began to slide down his shaft. It hurt like hell but I kept inching down grinding and wiggling until I had settled around his balls. I had managed to take his whole shaft. As my body stretched to accommodate him, his tool began to feel wonderful deep inside me.  

       Shocked and wide-eyed he moaned in pleasure and as I began riding him. With tears in his glistening eyes he began to shake in heated passion. He bucked and roared and screwed me for the better part of the night. He just kept muttering over and over I love you, let me fuck you again, I love you. He just kept coming and coming. He had finally found his ass and he was working me until we were both exhausted.  

       Kissing him I told him we had the whole weekend to spend together not to wear me out in one night. We fell into a deep sleep holding each other tightly. When I awoke in the morning he was gone again.  

       Getting out of bed I ached in every part of my body. I had not been stretched that wide since that picture of me getting fisted was taken. I'd thought that Darien and I had found something together.  

       Depressed I showered and dressed. Sore from taking his meat so many times I moved slowly into the kitchen. Fixing a quick bite, I decided to return to bed. I was just two sore to move. Lying there I hungered for my lover, feeling empty with out his body next to mine. I had truly falling in love with Darien. Then I heard his car in the drive and he came into the bedroom. Standing by the bed for a second he stripped and then fell on his knees.

Taking a box from his trousers then flinging them to the floor opened the little case showing me two rings. Then he proposed to me telling me he loved me. Taking my hand and slipping the ring on my finger he put the matching ring on his. Crawling into bed then he said it was time to consummate our union. As he lay down I mounted him telling him I was going to make his ass mine. Giggling he said it already was. I fucked him until he had the ass hole of a street whore. When I finally turned him loose he kissed me and rolled me over taking my legs over his shoulders and began his conquest of my body. His cock-sinking deep into me he began to fuck me until I screamed out from the pain and pleasure of his rod filling my body. Again sinking deep into me and bending over our mouths locked together and I knew from that point on that my ass belonged only to him.