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Subject: Dillon, Part 2 Dillon Part 2 By Chaim groeiutrecht@ This story is a work of fiction and is about me and the son of my neighbour. How we were discovering our drives and sexual needs together. Support Nifty with a donation to keep this website open and free. English is not my mother tongue, so we sometimes say things differently than in English-speaking countries. Feedback to authors is their primary compensation and motivation. ================== Longing for Dillon ================== Morning came and I was disoriented, what happened? My ass hurt a bit and my cock was rock hard. Shit, once again I woke up with a raging hardon. I felt like grinding my dick into the bed and having a long, slow wank but what I wanted something else. I basked in the afterglow of my sexual adventure. The feeling of my well serviced butthole was strong, and I loved it, but I wanted to be fucked by Dillon. Unfortunately there was no way of finding out whether Dillon had thought about having sex with me again. I wanted to save my load for him, so instead of a wank, I jumped in the shower. I took an ice cold one, shaved and got ready for the day. I ate some breakfast and cycled around. I had nothing planned for that day. Fuck, I couldn’t get Dillon out of my mind. I was horny as hell. Usually it was because I was eager to fuck a random guy. This time was different but I fired up Grindr to see who was about. It was the normal mixture of daddy types looking for younger, the obvious jocks and hunks, a few younger guys and those who were fake, those too good to be true. This time, I just wanted to meet Dillon, that awesome boy next door, and it was an illusion he would be on Grindr this time in the morning. ============= A squirt show ============= ========== Come on in ========== Dillon said, “Come on in,” and walked into the living room. He walked across the room toward a couch. As he went, he lowered his tight running shorts. Dillon turned and sat down on the arm of the couch and his hard-on stuck out, his beautiful torso bare, his legs wide and inviting. I could not take my eyes off of his teen dick. I got the message and teased Dillon about his boner, reaching out. I groped him boldly, and wrapped my hand around his dick, squeezed it, and didn’t take my hand away, rubbing his hard-on slowly. I pulled his foreskin all the way back, revealing his glistering glans, the head swelled fully, and I saw that the piss-hole became a tear-drop shaped opening. A drop of pre-cum filled it, then swelled and dribbled off onto his glans. Dillon opened his legs wider and was groaning and grunting, and bending forward and back in rhythm to my strokes. My stroking hand was entirely focused on bringing him a climax. He didn’t protest, but he pushed my hand away from his dick, “Stop!” in an impatient voice that sounded to me like he didn’t want me to stop at all. “What’s wrong, Dillon, not too excited, are you?” A pearl drop hanging from the slit, I softly begged, “Please let me lick that drop of pre cum”. Dillon just said, “Go for it, man,” allowing me to lick his pre-cum, now pouring from his slit. I savoured the clear teen nectar, moaning as I closed my lips around the glans to suck more pre-cum from his teen dick. After licking the still dripping pre-cum from his shaft, I gently licked up and down his teen dick. Dillon pulled back so I could not reach his hot dick anymore. Instead I was feeling up his body, stroked his juicy pecs, and it was obvious he liked that. Dillon had firm pecs and his nipples that jutted out. As I rubbed his nipples and he gasped. “Man, you sure have awesome pecs. Nice nipples too,” I praised them as he squeezed his sexy pec knobs. “Cut it out,” Dillon whined, “please,” squirming, but not pushing my hands away. With his running shorts pushed so low that all his silky and wispy pubes showed all. Nearly butt naked now, he was a luscious piece of teen, toned, he was a real young teen stud. Dillon was leaning back, his hands planted on the couch on each side, his body arched, just begging for further attention. With that I groped him with one hand and myself with the other. I saw Dillon’s eyes go to my hard cock, and widen, and he licked his lips. He was very interested, all right, no doubt about that. I still said nothing, just pretended to be cool. I groped myself just long enough to give Dillon time to look, and see how hard my cock was. He really knew how to get me going, and my cock throbbed and oozed as he stroked my cock with his hand and worked it through my navy-blue running shorts. “Cut it out, boy. I’m here to take care of you,” I growled, pushing his hand away. Dillon laughed and groped me again. “You don’t mean that,” he said, “you asked for it!” When we were gasping and panting and laughing like schoolboys, and I could tell he loved it, but I ended it abruptly. “That’s enough!” I said, falling back onto the couch. We were breathing hard, and I glanced at Dillon, who lifted his shorts back up and had his eyes closed as he leaned back and panted. He tried to come back to earth. Dillon had his hands clutched to his bare chest like he was tied up, and his dick was tenting his running shorts so hard that the waistband was standing two inches from this abs, stretched open by the rigid sex desperate for release. There was a big wet spot where the head of his cock was pressed against the fabric. That got me even harder, I love a young teen stud who leaks a lot when he’s hard, I love licking it up as it oozes out, especially if he’s uncut like Dillon, and it collects all under his foreskin, waiting to be sucked clean. I grinned at Dillon. He grinned back at me. He started stroking his dick and suddenly said, “I ran some miles today and my muscles are really sore.” He smiled, “You want me to give you a massage?” I suspected, he wanted more than just a massage. I knew he wanted more than just a massage! He nodded reading my mind, “Let’s go to my bedroom. I’ll lay on my bed.” ================ It feels so good ================ We went to the attic, and we entered his bedroom. It was dominated by the large bed and not much else. I hesitated, suddenly felt insecure, could I give him what he needed? I whispered to him, “You must be pretty sore and stiff, would you like it if I gave you a massage?” He smiled and nodded. “Are you sure?” Dillon lay down on his face with still his running shorts on. “I’m not very experienced.” He smiled and ensured me, “I’m sure you’ll do fine.” I climbed on the bed and sat next to him putting my hands on his back and started rubbing. Dillon kind of cooed and moved beneath my hands. I ran down his sides, over his shoulders, over his butt lightly and down his legs. “I like all of that. More! It feels so good, you are almost putting me to sleep.” As I slid down his warm back, the tip of my cock traced its way down the crevice of Dillon toned thighs, sheathed only by the running shorts we wore. I put both hands flat on the his back, just above his waistband, and carefully pushed them up either side of his spine, careful to be firm. When my hands arms were at full stretch I paused, as Dillon softly gave a little moan of contentment. By now I had without realising, positioned myself with the tip of my nose just an inch from touching his running shorts, so edged closer into his crack and started to take a deep breath in. A new sensation hit my nose, all the hot testosterone of his teen sweat blended batman escort with the sweet smell of his ass. The scent was, weird, gross, but it was his teen smell and had me hypnotised, and I knew instantly that the happiest place I could ever be was face deep in his ass, inhaling his strange divine essence. Dillon breathed easily. I got on my knees and straddled his legs. I was already beginning to get a hard rocking back and forth feeling my cock touch his ass cheeks now and then. Dillon purred. In fact it all went smoothly. I dared more, “I need to pull your shorts down a little to do a good job.” Dillon laughed but didn’t mind at all. Dillon looked over his shoulder and get started massaging his tight ass cheeks. He let me have my way, I took my time and said, “I really enjoy rubbing your smooth skin.” He purred in reply, “I’ve never ever massaged a young vital body before.” he accepted everything without comment, “It is a pleasure to do you.” and without thinking about it I added, “You are one damn sexy guy, you make me hot.” I poured some massage oil over Dillon’s shoulders and manipulated his flesh with my hands. “Now then Dillon, that’s your back done, but before I start on the back of your legs, lets get those shorts off so I don’t get any oil over them.” I started to tug on Dillon’s running shorts and he automatically lifted up his hips to allow his shorts to pulled all the way off. He was wearing a pair of tight boxershorts. I massaged the back of his legs, paying particular attention to the upper parts close to the edges of his boxers. “Time to flip over,” I said to him, as I gave Dillon’s underwear clad bottom a playful slap. As he started to turn over on to his back, we suddenly realised how much he’d been enjoying the experience. Dillon’s bedroom was warm and we were both horny. I decided to take it easy and wait for his questions and directions. He’d been subconsciously rubbing his crotch against the bed and he was rock hard. “Well what have we got here?” I asked, “I’m trying to make you relax and instead I’m making you even harder!” Dillon smiled, “I don’t know why that happened.” “You know, but don’t worry about it. When I was your age, I seemed to get a boner all the time.” Dillon laughed, “It’s a pity I missed that, I like your hard cock.” I resumed my massage and poured some more oil over Dillon’s smooth chest. As I massaged the oil in, I brushed my fingers several times over his nipples, which were now also becoming erect. Dillon was now breathing deeply and sensual feelings that were coursing through his teen body. By now Dillon was getting really turned on by the feeling of my firm hands rubbing his almost naked body. As I moved my hands over his belly, I saw felt his stiffening dick give another twitch. And as my hands moved lower down, my several fingers slide just inside the waistband of his boxers and brushed against the top of his pubes. Dillon was now so turned on that he panted. Dillon’s dick was now fully hard and just about covered by his white boxershorts. He was leaking pre-cum and the cotton where his cock head pressed against his white boxers became see thru. I rubbed my hands all over his legs, paying particular attention to his smooth thighs. Still stroking Dillon’s thighs with one hand, I also resumed stroking his chest with the other. I tweaked his stiff nipples, his nipples were really sensitive and I knew Dillon couldn’t last much longer. Dillon whispered, “If you don’t stop, I might lose it” Instead of stopping, I actually increased the movement of my hands as he rubbed his thighs and played with his nipples. “Oh fuck,” moaned Dillon. “I’m gonna cum. Oh my God, I’m cumming.” Dillon’s hard teen dick twitched and he closed his eyes his orgasm started. He spurted several loads of spunk in to the confines of his boxers. As his orgasm subsided, Dillon opened his eyes and we looked both down at his soaked underwear. There was creamy cum oozing through the thin material, which had become transparent, revealing his softening teen dick. “Oh fuckin’ hell! I can’t believe what just happened, spunking in my boxers like that. I’m really sorry! I came to soon, I didn’t want to spoil our meeting.” I just smiled at him, saying, “Don’t worry about it, it won’t spoil anything. Your orgasm was a good warming up. Now why don’t you get a shower and get cleaned up, so we can continue.” Dillon sighted relieved, “Thanks, man. I needed that. Don’t worry, with you I can squirt always. Will be right back!” He got up from he and walked towards the door leading to the bathroom. He opened the door and left it open, before turning on the water he looked at me and winked. He slowly pulled down his tight white cum filled boxers, revealing his now limp teen dick. There was a layer of spunk smeared all over the length of his dick and his balls. Dillon turned on the shower and let the warm water cascade over his youthful body, washing away his cum. “I know what you expected of me, you like smooth teens, don’t you?” he laughed, “You want me smooth?” ====== Smooth ====== I nodded nervous, and Dillon came to me, took my hand, to lead me into the bathroom with him. He turned on the shower, “Wash me, shave me, I’m all yours.” I was in trouble for sure. With Dillon under the spray I started to soap him up, and he smelled really good with his shampoo that I placed all over him. As I lathered his teen dick up, he moaned. I looked at his crotch as he handed me a pair of scissors, and I started to trim his pubes. I got him trimmed, and with shaving cream and a razor, I shaved him completely smooth. Dillon smiled happy, and as soon Dillon kissed me as our bodies were touching. Dillon’s lips were small but felt good on my own, and we rubbed our cocks together. I got hard and enjoyed everything. For what felt like forever we rubbed together, and Dillon put his tongue way down my mouth. As I opened my eyes Dillon was smiling and said, “Dry me off and lets go in my bedroom.” Drying Dillon off, I whispered to him, “Why are you doing this?” be laughed, “because you are going to fuck my brains out.” I shook, overload of lust hit me. It wasn’t a surprise, but it overwhelmed me. Dillon held my hand, and walked me to the bedroom. Dillon smiled at me and stepped into his running shorts and pulled them all the way up. He couldn’t resist giving his bulge a quick squeeze through the shorts before he lay down on the bed again, face down, butt up. I asked him, “Shorts?” “Sure, go ahead, it’s your doing. You like to build it up.” Dillon laughed softly, I pulled at his shorts a little just showing the tops of his white ass cheeks. Unsurprising Dillon had thrown his cum soaked boxers in a corner so I looked at his ass cheeks directly. They were firm and just beautiful. I saw his crack some and smoothed it with my hands. He would roll some with light groans. I couldn’t help myself. I leaned down and rubbed his ass cheeks with my face and lips. I pulled him some to his side, and he moved without resistance. I popped his button, then he fell back on his face and I inched the shorts off. Dillon was now naked in all his youthful glory. “Take yours off. Feels better.” I was embarrassed but he had his eyes closed so I did, forgetting about my restraint. We had already seen everything about each other and enjoyed our intimate nudity. What did I have to lose or hide? I was sitting naked on his legs just below his ass. My cock bayburt escort was half hard and laying on his crack. I tried not to be too obvious. Not to move a lot, extra. Dillon lay there waiting. I looked at two perfect mounds of his toned ass, white as porcelain and proudly unblemished. Looking down, a peek of an inch of his hairless ball sac, teased away between his thighs. I leaned in to Dillon’s perfect butt, put a cheek in each hand and gently started to pry them apart. They were silky and fleshy to my touch, each one wobbling in my palms like a jelly, and springing back if I let go. As I brought my face closer to his parted buttocks, I could see further into the crack getting darker and browner until it reached his delicate little teen hole, shiny and hairless, moist of his own sweat. I carefully edged my nose into the crack, feeling the warmth radiated from his teen hole against my nose and lips, his masculine teen scent making my cock throb and my mouth water. I gently planted a soft kiss on his hole, and tasted hint of the salty sourness of his ass-juices, just as he turned over his shoulder to see my face buried between his buttocks. Last time we were together, he made all the moves so I now feel strange doing it, taking control. Did he want me in charge this time? Dillon had fucked me good so I knew I was expected to do at least that, if he wanted to be fucked. I caressed him in all the wonderful places, he lifted his ass a few times moving it against my face and encouraging me. I took my face away from his ass and laid on his back, my cock in his crack and he gave me a quiet ride lifting me up with his firm ass. I loved just easily holding on, his ass moving back and forth under my cock. It got me real excited, but most of all, I wanted to see and feel his teen dick, so while I rode him, I reached under his belly and ran my hands all over it, pulling on his balls and began using my hand to carefully massage his balls. “Your balls are so smooth,” I said to him, caressing them with my thumb. I rubbed his dick root and felt his pre-cum dripping. “Awesome!” I whispered, “Fuck boy, you are so awesome.” Dillon grunted, “I missed this so much.” I pulled off of him to reply, “Me too.” We both looked down at his glistening dick. I sat back on my feet and parted his ass cheeks to reveal a very nice hairless asshole. I ran my fingers across the opening enticing a moan of pleasure from him. My slippery pre-cum had coated his ass crack. I could see my pre-cum on and in his crack and ran the edge of my hands tightly in, just to tease his tiny asshole. “Fuck man! No one’s ever touched my asshole this way. Feels great, please do that again.” Dillon grunted, more groans, I went in to have a closer look. Now Dillon got up on his knees, head down and he just let me. I pressed my face against his ass cheeks, entered his crack and stuck my nose to his asshole. He smelled fresh. I began to lick his asshole, sticking my tongue into his ass as deep as I could get it in. Dillon moaned even louder now, “What on earth are you doing?” “It’s called rimming, do you like it? Do you want me to stop?” I asked. “Hell no, it feels absolutely fucking amazing! Please, don’t stop!” I continued to lick his beautiful teen hole loosening him up so I could eventually fuck that gorgeous tight teen ass of him. I licked it lightly with my tongue. Seriously, I couldn’t believe what I was doing. I’d never licked an asshole before but had already gone overboard so I decided to just let myself go and enjoy. “Oh, yeah. Fucking great! More, please give me more!” I did more, faster, then did broad tongue laps, he squealed. I did more laps, then I pointed my tongue and pierced his hole he squealed louder. I groaned, “I’m eating your ass, boy.” “Yes. Yes. I need more.” He was bucking now. I reached between his legs and grabbed his smooth balls pulling them as I tongue fucked him. I could feel him pulling his dick and I got even more excited. “Shit, man. No one has ever touched my ass before.” I couldn’t believe this, it was fuckin’ great! “Stick your finger in. Slowly!” I went for it. “Oh yeah,” came his reply. “Wanna fuck?” I smiled, “We can fuck a lot after this, I just want to relax right now.” “Okay.” He went quiet, but was fidgeting like he wanted to ask me something. Eventually, he did. “Can you, um, put your fingers inside of me?” he asked, “That would make me really relaxed.” I chuckled at his request. “Sure.” I reached around his thigh, using an index finger to massage his small opening. “Oh,” he groaned and lifted his ass to meet my finger as I teased his pucker, getting it ready for my insertion. After a few seconds, I used my middle finger to push inside, and was met with basically zero resistance, entering him easily. I wiggled my way in, feeling around the inside of his ass. Dillon squirmed around on my finger, sliding it deeper inside of him as he moaned contentedly. Finally, we reached my second knuckle and could go no further. Dillon’s teen dick, was hard as steel, and was sticking out straight. I went in again and removed my finger and he groaned. “Slower. Please, I got to get used to it again. Oh yeah, now two fingers.” He started pushing back at my fingers, still pulling on his own dick. “No wonder guys like to be fucked!” I asked, “Do me a favour, will you?” he didn’t hesitate for a second, “Yes. Anything. What do you want?” “Sit on my face.” With that I lay down on my back. Dillon straddled my shoulders and put his ass right over my face. He came down slow and sat lightly on me. I loved the feel of his teen butt on my face. I just stuck out my tongue to rim his ass. This awesome teen let out more squeals and bounced easily on my face. Sometimes he would just sit there, me in total mask, unable to breathe until he figured I needed air. I loved it, slurping and gasping for breath. So did he, he was lost in it. How is a teen going to know that rimming is as great as fucking? “It feels great,” he shouted. Suddenly he bent over and swallowed my cock. I died. No one had ever sucked my cock before this way. It was a glorious moment. Hot, wet, slurping sounds filled the room and he took it all inside as deep as possible. I near collapsed from the thrill and had to pull his head back to keep from cumming in his mouth. “What are you doing?” he panted, “I don’t want to cum in your mouth!” Dillon looked back at me, “I’ve never sucked a cock before. I want to taste your man cum filling me up deep in my mouth and throat. You can’t stop me!” I only half believed him. How could this exist? He said he was gay, his father was gay and now he was playing the innocent teenage boy. Did he really have no experience? Dillon faced me again and dove on my cock. It felt wonderful. I grabbed his ass cheeks again and dove into his asshole, sucking and lapping as fast as I could. I was building up a hopeless feeling of not being able to stop cumming. This was so awesome, Dillon excited me. I shouldn’t but he was demanding it. Again, I felt helpless. I tongue fucked as fast as possible. My orgasm was building up faster and faster. Dillon’s mouth and tongue pulled on my cock unbelievably. I groaned and held back. It was too nasty! I held back. Dillon pulled on my ass with his hands as his mouth had total control of my cock. I felt the head of my cock pressing in his throat. Oh boy, was it sweet to have his lips on my cock, feeling my pre-cum bebek escort on his tongue, me panting. Oh boy, I was so horny, I was close. I felt the bodily shudder I got as I was about to release my cum. I have been edging long enough now. I had to pull out and cum on my belly, I cried out “Fuck…yeah!” I was nearly desperate. I reached up to grab him away from my cock. He was too strong for me. Dillon kept it buried deep in with his tongue swirling around it and pulling so hard. I groaned, held back, but was getting harder and harder. I buried my face again, my legs clamped his head. Now my hips were fucking his face. I held back feeling hopeless, helpless. Dillon continued to suck me hard and I exploded. I groaned. My hips jerked, “Fuck…yeah!” I cried out again as the cum erupted from my piss slit. Oh boy, my heart beating so fast, I was cumming so hard. My cum shot, and shot, and shot. I fell from his ass, writhing and gasping. Dillon kept my cock deep inside and let me spurt to the end. I heard him humming with joy and slurping. It was so hot, sensitive, fluid, wringing wet, sexy. I couldn’t believe it. I tried to pull out but Dillon had control and kept it quietly in his mouth. Finally, He dropped it on my belly, turned to look at me gasping, near crying so over extended. He had a big smile, cum smeared on his lips and chin and he turned and laid next to me, hugging my chest, his mouth snuggling my neck. “I never knew sucking cock was so good! Wow, the taste of your man cum is unbelievable, so sweet, smell it!” I laughed softly and sniffed his face. He smiled, “Open your mouth.” I opened my mouth wide for him, he gathered his saliva, my cum, in his mouth and leaned over my face and dropped a big wad inside. I shuddered at how dirty this all was, but I loved it. Here was this young guy, a teen, who sucked me to an awesome climax in his mouth, he was lay next to me and spitting my load back into my mouth. I always liked the taste of it. We both smiled. We hugged and just lay there a few moments. I felt his teen dick at my side, still rock hard. I grabbed it and started pulling. He warned me, “Carefully, I haven’t come yet and I’m just about ready.” I loved to look and feel of his teen dick. It was all sticky, red and pulsing some as I handled it, “Let me suck it off for you.” I thought of having his teen dick next to my face and down my throat, moving fully, massaging my tongue. I got to try sucking it, so I got down licking under the head of it first. It had a lot of pre-cum on it and it made my mouth sticky, too. Dillon groaned. I took each ball in my mouth a sucked lightly, his balls bounced against my face, wet. “Lay on your back.” I lay down, he got over me, in a 69 position, and started slowly fucking my mouth, my head between his knees, looking up at his balls and seeing his clenching asshole. Great feeling, nasty, dirty, awesome. Sexy beyond all expectations. As his excitement built, so did mine and he got in deeper and deeper, my throat opening more and more. Also my cock began to come back to life and Dillon leaned down and started nuzzling it with his nose and lips. I raised my legs feeling his ears rub inside my thighs. He got gradually faster fucking my face, his balls dragging my forehead. Next I felt him take my balls in his mouth and sniff over my asshole. I was shocked and fearful he might go after my asshole. It might not be clean! I stiffened myself, worried. Dillon sat up suddenly, grabbed my butt cheeks and pulled me up to him so he was fucking my face sitting up. I was being fucked with only my head and shoulders on the bed. Thanks for those weekly yoga classes at the gym! Dillon sucked my balls more, then I felt him spit in my asshole, his dick made more and more room in my throat and felt better all the time. He rubbed the spit in my ass, spit again and then put a finger inside real easily. I was shocked again but got used to it fast. I felt his awesome teen dick getting harder and harder, rubbing past my tonsils, cutting off my air with every stroke. I loved it. Then, I felt his mouth clamp over my asshole and his tongue violated me. I screamed silently around his cock. Totally helpless and in total lust. My body and his shuddered. Dillon stopped as his dick was deep in my throat. There he kept his dick steady, I felt only the pulsing of his pre-cum, but his tongue was deep in my asshole swirling around slowly. I groaned softy in ecstasy, my mouth full of his teen dick. “Oh!” I panted around his dick as I groaned again and I opened his mouth wider. He thrust his dick a little deeper between my jaws, forcing me to take it all in. He was stuffing my mouth with his dick, from the back in my throat to my lips. “Mumhh!” slightly turning my head from side to side, there were much more muffled sounds now, guttural, far back in my throat, choked back by his teen dick. My cock went even more rigid, abruptly in response to his attack. I could barely breathe. Suddenly my cock jerked and erupted, spurting all over my face and belly without either of us touching it. I heard his panting as he had his own orgasm, his mouth still suctioned around my asshole. Dillon mumbled, “Shit,” and blew his load. I let it fill up my mouth and throat and I swallowed as I savoured its taste and enjoyed the feeling as it flowed down my throat into my belly. We held on to each other tightly for a moment. Suddenly I felt a deep panic. I was not able to breathe. I pushed his hips, squeezing his head between my thighs. Dillon moved fast sliding his long cock out of my throat. I gasped for air as if coming out of deep water. “I’m sorry I didn’t let you breathe sooner, man. You are the best mouth I’ve ever cum in.” Dillon turned and lay on me snuggling as close to me as possible. My breathing settled, his dripping teen dick lay on mine on our bellies, we moved slowly in the warm cum against each other, his young muscles rubbing my whole body in an ultimate massage. I reached down behind him and slipped my finger back inside his ass. Dillon smiled, his cheek right next to mine. “I love that.” He rolled on his side pulling me with him and stuck his finger in my ass. I smiled, exhausted. “I couldn’t believe you sucked my ass! It was the most exciting thing I ever felt.” “I couldn’t help myself after feeling your fucking tongue inside me, I had to pass the same excitement on to you.” We hugged each other some more, feeling closer than I had ever felt to anyone before. He pulled his finger out and stuck it in my mouth. “I want your finger in my mouth, now.” I pulled my finger out and complied, we sucked each other’s fingers noisily, half smiling. I said to him, “Fucking great! Let me lick your ass just once more.” Dillon jumped up, sat on my face again, grabbed my hips again pulling them up to his face. I had his ass on my face and he went between my ass cheeks. We ate each other’s ass slurping and gasping, gloriously. It was almost more than I could take. After my orgasm, my senses were so over extended, everything was heightened. My nerves were screaming, shuddering. Finally, we both just broke out laughing “We are a bunch of naughty boys,” and fell apart. We lay next to each other talking small talk of our experiences together. It predicted a lot more in the near future. I wanted to kiss him, I was so carried away but felt I’d better not because teen boys don’t like to kiss. We were just two horny guys that were able to experience unusual, great sex with each other. Yes, we were both gay, but there was a huge age difference and Dillon had to find out for himself who he really was or wanted to be. What a fucking wonder it was to be part of his life this way! Thanks for mai