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Gay boys > My Sister"s X-boyfriend, Greg, Part II
By Jeff MacDonald,
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When Greg and I got into the shower after our hot fuck session the first night, my sweetheart soaped my entire body as he stood directly behind me. I loved having Greg’s firm soapy hands work themselves all over my smooth hairless frame as the hot steam from the water vaporized the air. And more than anything, it excited me beyond belief when Greg tenderly put his soapy hand in my crack and rubbed my ass lips in soft gentle circles as if it were my pussy which I guess it kind of was given that I allowed him to fuck me and pop my cherry. Of course all this gave me an immense erection.
It wasn’t but a few minutes later when I desperately needed for Greg to get me off again in the worst way. I had only cum once that night and given how hot & horny he was making me feel, I needed to pop my nuts at least one more time to relieve the fervent testosterone that brewed inside my body. I also wanted Greg to put his cock in me one more time for I thought it would be a good idea if my sphere became more and more accustomed to his big thick cock and expanded so we could both enjoy fucking together for the remainder of my stay.
Once Greg soaped my entire body from head to toe, I turned around facing him and inserted my tong deep into his warm wet mouth. Very quickly, I grabbed the bar of soap out of his hand and lathered his gorgeous manly chest and underarms while we frenched. Rubbing my soapy hands and fingers through the soft ginger hairs on Greg’s chest while we kissed was so very erotic and romantic. Nothing at that point could have ever broken the physical and emotional bond we ardently shared for one another. It was our destiny for Greg to belong to me and for me to belong to him.
I wrapped one arm around Greg’s firm back never parting our lips and worked the soap all over his backside and butt with my free hand. Greg had the cutest tender ass in the world--at least in my eyes he did. And just as Greg had done to me, I placed my hand in his crack and thoroughly washed his anal lips which I knew I was going to lick the hell out of at some point while I was there.
Once was I satisfied that Greg’s hole was thoroughly washed, I parted my lips from his so I could cleanse his dick & balls. Of course I had to get my sweetheart hard again, so I gave him a superb hand job with my soapy hand until he was razor stiff.
Greg looked down at me and exclaimed with sure delight in his face, “Gosh Scotty, you’re giving me a hard-on for the forth time tonight,” as I stroked my hand across his big thick shaft with a gentle smile on my face.
I delightfully replied, “Well I can’t help it-- cause I have a boner too and I want you to get hard with me.”
Greg just smiled and gave me a quick kiss on my lips full well knowing how much I really loved his delicious piece of meat.
When I had fully washed his privates, I turned back around so that my back was facing him. Greg knew immediately that I wanted him to cuddle me and rub my smooth soapy body all over again with his firm hands just like he did when he first soaped me up.
No sooner was Greg accommodating my request when I reached around and grabbed his stiff dick while he rubbed my chest and nipples from behind. I bent over slightly and guided his cock into the crack of my ass.
Greg exclaimed, “Geeze Scotty, do you really want me to put my dick in you again?”
I bent over further and replied, “ I want to get use to you, Greg. So, let’s try it again--OK?”
Needless to say, Greg was all to happy to accommodate my request. He joyfully replied, “OK Sweetheart, whatever you want.”
It wasn’t but about five seconds later when I could feel his soapy cock penetrated my opening from behind. My body twitched & turned and it still hurt like hell, but my sweetheart held me firm with his strong soapy hands wrapped around my cheat until he was all the way inside me.
I exclaimed still in agony, “Just, just, just-- hold it in me for a while--I want to wait a few minutes, please.”
Greg replied with heartfelt concern in his voice, “Sure sweetheart-- let’s just wait a bit,” as he planted a kiss from behind on my neck.
After a few moments had passed, I grabbed Greg’s right hand and placed it around my cock. With his dick buried deep inside of me, I asked him to jack me off as he stood so very patiently and calmly with his cock straight up my teenage ass.
Greg knowing that I needed to cum again, stroked me slowly at first. He gently turned us sideways facing the shower glass sliding door so that the hot misty water wouldn’t spray directly on my soapy cock and his hand. No sooner had we turned in this position when Greg began to slowly pump me from behind while he beat my meat with his hand at the same time.
I was so turned on by now, I could feel myself want to cum. I told Greg to go faster as I let out a soft moan of gratification. Greg instantly knew he was bringing me to climax so he accelerated his hand across my shaft at warp speed. At that point, my testis were about to explode. What Greg didn’t know was how far I could actually shoot.
The minute I popped my nuts, cum shot all over the glass shower door with ease. Greg was so excited at witnessing my orgasm he exclaimed in sure jubilation, “Oh my God, Scotty, I can’t believe you can shoot so far--I’m definitely taking you a special party on Saturday night.”
As I struggled to catch my breath with his cock still inside me, I asked what kind of party we were going to. Again, Greg kissed me on my neck from behind and said, “Well, it’s a surprise--you’ll see, sweetheart.”
From that point, Greg left his cock in me for about another ten minutes while he rubbed my soapy chest and stomach so ever lustfully with his firm hands. With each passing minute, my hole became more and more acclimated to his magnificent cock which is exactly what I wanted. When we finally disconnected, I turned around and we deep frenched all over again.
After our hot french session which lasted at least two minutes, Greg cleansed my hole and I washed his cock again. We rinsed off and stepped out of the shower. Of course we took turns drying each other’s naked bodies off. I felt so much better now that I had cum for a second time and had taken a hot shower with my sweetheart. In fact, I felt like I was on top of the world.
We brushed our teeth, talked for a few minutes until our bodies were dry and then slipped back in bed together.
Right away we cuddled back up just as we had done the first time that night. I placed my head on Greg’s shoulder while I rubbed my hand across his manly nipples and thought about all we had done in just the past hour and a half together. Reflections then raced through my mind of what both our parents and my sister would have thought if they knew about all the hot sex we just had together.
One thing for sure crossed my mind: when I got back home, I was going to tell my mom that I was in love with Greg and wanted to move to Chicago so that I could be with him. I knew I was never the kind of guy who was wild and so call needed to “sew-my-oats.” I always wanted to be in a stable environment with people I cared about. And I couldn’t think of a person I cared about more now than Greg. I just couldn’t believe that after all these years of what I thought was just a dream about him, had actually come true.
That night we slept great together all cuddled up in each other’s arms. By the time we woke up the next day, it was already noon. I didn’t want to get out of bed. I loved the sense of Greg’s warm masculine naked body snuggled next to mine just as much as I was sure he loved my warm smooth naked body cuddled next to his.
No sooner had we both opened our eyes and talked for a few minutes, when the phone rang. Greg reached over to the night-stand and picked up the receiver. It was his parents! They were calling to see if I got there OK and wanted to know how we were both doing.
While Greg and his parents chatted, I thought about the very same book by those two women I read several years back--the same women that said the sexiest part of men’s bodies were their little love handles and paunches that all men eventually sprout. Another thing that I recalled from their book was when both women wrote that men appreciate little things like having their backs and feet rubbed. So, I scooted down to the edge of the bed, sat up with my legs crossed and took Greg’s feet into my lap while he remained lying on his back with his head on the pillow and with the phone pressed in his ear.
I took both of his feet in my hands and massaged the base of each one. Sure enough, just like both women said, I could tell Greg instantly loved my foot massage for he loosened his muscles right away and let me work my hands all over them as he gave me one of his darling smiles. Greg had such adorable toes! They were so manly looking and yet so darn cute too. I rubbed them over and over and then lifted each foot up and kissed all his toes as if to tell Greg that I loved them just like I did the rest of him.

This went on for about 20 minutes when suddenly, Greg handed me the phone and said, “Here, my mom and dad want to speak to you, Scotty.”
Instantly, I got nervous and scared. Blood rushed out of my face. I’d only talked to his parents a few times many years ago at a family picnic when Greg dated my sister. Just before I put the phone up to my ear, I felt like I was getting ready to talk to my future in-laws. I couldn’t imagine what they would have thought if they only knew we were naked in bed together with their son’s sexy feet resting in my lap with four of my fingers interlocked between his toes.
But Greg’s parents were great! I talked to them for almost 20 minutes while I continued to rub his feet in my lap with one hand. They were both so very happy I was visiting their son. Just about the whole time we talked, Greg laid in bed on his back with his hands behind his head with a giant smile on his face as if to say, “ See how much they love you, Scotty.”
After I handed Greg the phone back, he said his good-byes and hung up. He leaned up, grabbed me and rolled my naked body on top of him. He placed one arm around my back, the other around my butt and squeezed me ever so tightly. With a giant smile on his face, he looked deep into my eyes and exclaimed in delight, “You know, I’m the luckiest guy in the world --I’ve got a great job, great family and more than anything, I got you--the love of my life, Scotty.”
I just smiled back and replied, “Well I’m so lucky too, Greg, I love being with you and we had so much fun last night.”
We stared into each other’s eyes for a few moments as if our souls were now one. Before Greg could say a word, I gently rolled him on his stomach. It was time for me to take another page out of those ladies book and give my sweetheart a fantastic back massage. The minute I stood up on my knees and placed both my hands on Greg’s shoulder blades, I could tell he instantly loved what I was about to do to him. Slowly I began working my hands over his manly flesh and broad shoulder blades. Greg exclaimed, “Oh Scotty this feels so good, you can stop anytime tomorrow, sweetheart.”
I just laughed as continued to work my hands all over darling upper body.
Of course every two minutes or so, I had to lean over on my knees and kiss all those sexy dark freckles that showered his shoulder blades. "How could anyone not resist them," I asked myself? They were so adorable and cute.
By now Greg was so relaxed, he closed his eyes and let me work my teenage hands all over his firm delicious body. I was so confident about my love for Greg, I turned my naked body and sat on his butt as I worked my hands up & down his spinal cord. Sitting on Greg’s hot masculine ass gave me an instant sense of passionate eroticism. I could actually feel my hole at times rubbing up against his. The feeling was incredible! Did I love it? You bet! I couldn’t think of anything more in the world that I wanted to do at that moment than massaging my sweetheart’s hot sexy body while our butt-holes rubbed up against each other’s.
Thoughts again raced through my mind of how fast everything had happened between Greg and I. Less than 24 hours before, I was packing my things at home for my trip wondering how long if ever it would take for Greg and I to warm back up to one another again. But less than 18 hours later, not only were we madly in love, but we were also having hot steamy sex together. I knew it was only a matter of time before everyone back home found about us.
But I didn’t care what the ramifications would be. I figured after I told my mom, she would be shocked, but would stand behind me. I figured she would then tell my dad who would probably be surprised, but not all that shocked given he told me once that no matter how well people think they know one another, they really don’t. And I figured both of them would eventually get around to telling my sister who not only would be shocked to death, but frustrated, angry and jealous all rolled up into one ball given her love for Greg and her disdain for me.
In fact, I wondered when she found out, if she would ever talk to Greg and I again. I really didn’t care because my sister and I never got along anyway. I once overheard her tell a friend when she was a teenager that I was the “mistake” of the family and because of me, she never got half of what she could have had, had my parents not made a blunder and my mom used birth control at the time.
I also figured once graduation was over with, my girlfriend, Melissa and I would go our own separate ways given she was headed off to Stanford University the following year anyway. I figured my close friends Sean, Andy, Jason and Mike would all probably freak out when they found out I had fallen in love with a man 14 years older than me, but that Jason and I would always remain close friends. Jason was kind of different from everyone else. Nothing ever bothered him and he just kind of rolled through life despite all the bumps in the road which I often admired about him.
In any event, as all these thoughts crossed my mind, I continued to work my hands up and down Greg’s beautiful masculine back. After giving him an incredible rub for at least 15 minutes, I scooted my butt down and sat on his legs. Now it was time for me to massage and rub his hot naked butt which I so much adored. What made it so exciting for me was that it was the first time I could see the beauty and glory of his hot ass up close and boy did I love it.
Greg without a doubt had the hottest tush in the world! It was covered in soft ginger hair and lightly sprinkled with cute light brown freckles. Of course I leaned over and made sure I kissed every freckle at least twice as I continued to work my hands over both cheeks every so passionately. But what aroused me more than anything was Greg’s crack that was outlined with a fine line of soft blond hair.
I had read in that same book where those ladies said if a way to man heart was through his stomach, they also wrote that the true way to man’s heart was also through his glory-hole because men love to be rimmed by their lover’s warm tong.
Greg’s crack was so cute and adorable that within seconds I couldn’t control my desire to taste it anymore. So, I leaned back over and inserted my tong deep into it. Slowly I placed my tong squarely on his hot pink hole. Feeling my warm tong embrace his anal lips drove Greg crazy with titillation. He let out a soft moan of delight and spread his legs wider so as to make it easier for me to lick it.
Now, I was completely in control of my sweetheart. I worked my tong all over his pink opening never breaking stride. I knew I was getting Greg hornier than he had ever been because he yelled out in sure delight, “Oh God Scotty, no one has ever made me feel this good-- I love you so much,” as his hips began to pump the mattress.
His statement not only encouraged me, but drove me into a frenzy as I accelerated my tong and worked it all over his delicious ass lips. Seconds later, I couldn’t resist the temptation of his hole, so I darted my warm tong in and out of his beautiful pink opening.
If there was even the slightest doubt in Greg’s mind that I wasn’t sure about my love for him, they completely evaporated given the incredible ass licking I was treating him to. I wasn’t just licking his hole, I was in fact making love to it and I dearly enjoyed every second of it.
Greg was so horny by now that he began pumping the mattress faster and faster with his hips. I knew he needed to cum and I wanted to suck him off. I turned him over until he was lying on his side. I grabbed his razor hard cock and began kissing & licking his beautiful hairy testicles with my lips admiring not only the elegance of them, but their musty taste as well.
No sooner had I worked my lips & tong all over his balls when I moved my mouth up and began kissing Greg’s big thick purple mushroom cockhead. This time I just wasn’t going to just suck it, I was going to make love to it.
I first took his cockhead into my mouth and began licking it like a kid would do when presented with an ice-cream cone on a hot summer’s day. Once I was satisfied that Greg’s cockhead had received the proper love and attention it begged for, I slowly kissed his shaft up and down about five times before I took about three quarters of it into my mouth.
Greg was so excited by now, he turned my body on its side so that he could get in on the action. Within seconds we were 69ing each other and boy did it ever feel great! I loved 69ing. I had read about this position every since I was a kid and I couldn’t believe I was now experiencing it --especially with the love of my life, Greg.
Slowly, we began sucking one another like two pistons working in perfect symmetry. If ever there was another picture I wanted to send my sister, it was one of Greg and sucking each other’s dicks at the same time in his bed.
It wasn’t but a few a minutes later when I felt myself want to cum. And by now, I could also feel Greg’s body begin to twitch as well. I increased my lips across Greg’s shaft at lightening speed as I raised my hips slightly in the air and released my nuts. No sooner had I discharged my load and let my teenage cum fill Greg’s mouth when the wonderful warm fluid of semen freshly brewed from Greg’s testis began to fill mine. Of course we both delighted in the taste of each other’s warm briny nectar like bears with honey in their mouth.
Once I sucked every drop of warm broth out of my sweetheart, I kissed his balls all over as I relished the sweet scent of aroma that vented from them.
Greg by now had not only swallowed my entire load , but he had already nudged his warm tong deep into my boy-pussy.
We just laid there with our faces buried between each other’s legs. No doubt Greg was thinking about me just as much as I was thinking about him.
Finally, I pulled my head out from between Greg’s legs. I turned and scooted back up the bed and placed my head back on his right shoulder. As I laid there with my hand on his shoulder while I rubbed my hand across his hairy chest and nipples, Greg took a deep breath and exclaimed, “Oh Scotty, you make me feel so good. --not only do you give great head , but you give great back ( referring to the massage I gave him) too.” I just chuckled and said, “Well, I’m so glad you liked it.”
Never in a million years did I fathom what lied in store for me over the three days. But it was about to change my life forever.
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