When I was a kid I used to get shipped off to my Uncle Cody's house for the summer. He lived in a small cabin outside Fort Bragg. I didn't mind staying with my Uncle Cody. He was a nice guy. He would go off to his job cutting timber and leave me to play around his cabin in the woods.
I had been spending the summers with Cody since I was 9 but the best summer I had with him was the year I turned 14. Certain changes had happened to my body that year that made me curious as to what would happen as I got older. Believe it or not, I had not jacked off by then. Nobody ever told me about it and it just never happened. I was filled with questions and since my dad wasn't around much (even when I was home), I hoped that Uncle Cody could answer some questions for me. So, that year I was looking especially forward to our visit.
Cody was in his early 30's. Tall and muscular. His handsome face was quick to smile. He hardly ever wore a shirt in the house. Until that summer I never noticed how beautiful his tanned, muscled chest always showed a few drops of sweat in the small patch of dark hair that grew between his pecks. I had always thought my uncle was good looking but never was I so impressed with him until then. I remember the charge I'd get when he'd put that leather tool belt on over his Levis then work high on a ladder in the summer sun. I found myself turned on at the way the tool belt hung around his waist, how it was filled with the tools of his trade.
Cody would work hard all day. I wouldn't see him until after dark most nights. In the year since I last saw him I had learned to cook a few things so I tried to have some food waiting for him when he came home. I never heard him talk about going out with girls and we never seemed to have company.
Cody didn't own a television. In past years this drove me nuts but in my 14th year I discovered that Cody was much more entertaining to watch than any TV show. Nights were spent sitting on the porch listening to the sounds of the forest, watching the stars appear straight above us through the tops of the redwoods.
My mind was filled with questions about growing up and the changes my body was going through. I really didn't know how to bring the subject up, though so I attempted to satisfy my curiosity by just watching him...studying Cody's every move; his masculine way of sitting, his deep voice, his chiseled features, his confident manner.
I don't know if Cody ever noticed how intensely I studied him but I guarantee I never missed a move. Sitting on the edge of the wooden porch he would lean back and support himself on his elbows and look up at the stars. Even in the near darkness I could see how his magnificent chest tapered into a small, taut waist that dove into his jeans. I had noticed when he walked, Cody's crotch area seemed to be filled, like he was carrying something large in there. It seemed to bulge against his leg as he walked. I was sure it was his dick! I had never thought about Cody's dick before, but it seemed to capture my attention on that visit. I had noticed that my dick had started growing in the past year and I wondered how large they eventually got. From the size of the bulge in Cody's pants, I figured they must get pretty big.
One night we had sat outside longer than usual. Cody had worked hard that day and was starting to nod off. I woke him and told him we ought to go inside or be eaten alive by mosquitoes. He made a sound then got up and went in the cabin. He told me to go on to bed that he was going to sit up a little longer (I didn't think he could stay awake much longer but I did what I was told). I crawled into the little bed he had set up for me in a converted back porch.
An hour or so later, I had to pee. So, I got up and went to the john. On the way, I peeked into the living room and there was Cody, fast asleep on the couch. He had stripped off his jeans and was laying there wearing only a pair of Jockey shorts. I did my business but left the bathroom light on and snuck into the living room to get a look. I stood right over him watching him sleep. In the dim light I saw Cody's tanned body draped over the sofa, his head was propped on the arm of one end, his feet dangled off the other. His legs were muscular. Like two tree trunks meeting at the Jockey-clad middle of his body. His shorts were packed full. It looked like he had stuck a sausage between his legs! It seemed to be so wide as to part his legs a little so as to venture between them. I couldn't even see where it ended. I was excited to think that I would grow one like it some day. Just looking at him made my dick hard and poked against my underpants. I touched my small pecker while I looked at Cody and got a better feeling than I'd ever had before.
Suddenly, he inhaled then turned on his side. If he had opened his eyes he would have seen me gazing at his near naked body and feeling my own. Quietly, I knelt down to get a closer look. I noticed the tiny trail of black hair that led from inside his shorts past his belly button. It blossomed to a larger patch on his chest. Cody must have been having a dream because he moaned then reached into his shorts, took hold of his meat and re-arranged it. The flap of the Jockeys was open just a little and I could see the dark space where his dick rested. I looked at where his flat waist met the white underpants. It was perfectly flush, no fat whatsoever. Being this close to Cody made me forget myself. I wanted to be closer to him, to smell him, to taste him.
I leaned into his crotch and smelled. His musk was clean and sensual. I ran my finger over the opening in the shorts. I just touched the material at first but after a few minutes I felt a hair... then flesh! I was running my finger along the side of Cody's dick! It wasn't quite hard but awfully long. I finally reached the head. He was cut, like me and the ridge of the head began to get harder. He reached down and I pulled away quickly. This time, in an attempt to rearrange his meat, it found the opening in the shorts and poked straight out. I looked at the huge dick pulsate and jerk in front of me. I looked over and saw his tool belt at the end of the sofa. I reached in and took his metal tape measure. Quietly, I stretched it along the length of his dick. From base to head, Cody measured 9 and 3/4 inches! The base looked about as big around as an apricot but the head swelled larger. I put the ruler away and just knelt there admiring the powerful tool and hoping that I would grow one just like it. The feeling of being near one so big was exciting and I could imagine that having one must be ever better. I was so nervous I could swear I could hear my own heart beating. There was no telling what he would do if he caught me. I wished for more light. I wanted to see everything there was to see about him.
After a minute or two, I leaned in real close again. I took a deep breath through my nose. His smell was intoxicating. Dicks smelled different than any other part of the body and I liked it. My mouth was half an inch from the big meat. I rubbed my dick as I took in his sight and smell and was overcome to the point that I reached out with my tongue and licked the part where the shaft meets the head! I couldn't believe I was doing it. I had never imagined a dick could get so was huge or hard. I felt it stiffen at my touch. I licked again and the mammoth head swelled even bigger. The next thing I knew, I took the head in my mouth! I did know if anyone had never sucked a dick before. I felt at once nasty and excited. I never dreamed they could be so big or taste so good. My excitement was mixed with fear; what if Cody should wake up? What if he were to piss? I lost myself in the exploration of his long shaft when one of my fears came true.
"What th' fuck?" Cody jerked and woke up. There was his 14-year old nephew, Scott, swallowing his fuck-stick. I immediately stopped. I fumbled with my underwear trying to hide my hard cock. Cody sat up. He looked at me in the dim light of the cabin.
"What the hell do you think you were doing?"
"I'm sorry, Cody! I was just curious. I got carried away."
"Well, pup, don't be doin' that shit."
"Is there somethin' wrong with it?"
He was quiet for a minute trying to find an answer to my question. "Well, I don't know but I heard that when a man starts suckin' dicks that's all he ever wants."
He was sitting straight up on the couch looking down at me. His dick still stood straight up against his belly through the piss-slit of his Jockeys.
"Didn't it feel good?"
"Yeah, partner, but that's not the point."
"You're not mad at me, are you?" I asked.
"Nah," he was calming down, "You just kind of startled me, that's all. What would your parents say if I sent back a cocksucker at the end of the summer?"
"Well, what's wrong with it, Cody?"
He reached down and grabbed his dick in his fist. He moved his hand along it sort of pointing it at me until he reached the end then let the hard peter pop back loudly against his belly.
"Well, you're just not supposed to, that's all. Men are supposed to like women. If we were playin' with each other all the time, there wouldn't be no babies." I was unimpressed with is logic. "Why were you doin' it to me?"
"I just wanted to see how big I was going to get when I was grown up. When I got close to yours, it seemed so clean and nice I wanted to see how it tasted."
Cody got quiet. He held the bottom of his dick and squeezed. The head swelled up again.
"I guess I do have a pretty big one, huh?"
"Yeah," I said, watching his dick get bigger.
"Can I ask you a question?"
"What's my dick taste like?" he asked quietly.
"Tasted...good. It's real clean. Kind of sweet around the top. It was real hard...I liked it, Cody."
He stood up, packed his meat back in his shorts and walked to the screen door. He stood there for a long time staring off into the night. I worshiped the perfect body as it leaned with one hand high on the doorjamb. He was quiet for a while. I sat on the floor with my back against the sofa watching him. I was sure he was pissed off at me. Probably he had become disappointed at what I was or maybe he felt trapped by this 14-year-old dick-sucker he was stuck with for the summer.
"You mad at me, Cody?"
"Nah, just thinkin'."
He got quiet.
He turned in a minute or two then sauntered over to me. His slender lumberjack body swaggered in silhouette. When he got to where I was sitting, he reached through the opening of his shorts and lifted out his equipment. It hung down semi-hard like a blackjack hanging out of his shorts. He leaned over and picked me up, seating me on the sofa.
"I don't' want you to tell nobody we did this," his said. I promised it would be our secret. Then he showed me how to hold onto my dick and stroke it up and down. "This is called jackin' off, kid. I want you to do this while I do something else, okay?" I told him 'okay' and began jacking myself off. Holding his dick by the base, Cody straddled my head, lifted his sausage up and let it touch my lips. His reached in and pulled out his huge balls and let them hang way down between his legs. I opened my mouth and took the head between my lips, enjoying the weight of his meat on my tongue. I was excited by the way the soft yet rock hard tip of his dick seemed to probe my mouth. I opened as wide as I could. I wanted him to put all of his cock in me.
I jacked my own small dick as I sucked him and wondered how much better it felt to have a big dick than my little one. Cody shuddered and pushed deeper into me. I had almost half his big manmeat in my mouth. He pressed his knees against the sides of my head and used his hips like pistons to drive his manhood home. I opened my mouth wide and let him pump it into me. It got harder, and I could feel the veins pumping blood to the rod. I didn't know what was going to happen next. He seemed to be breathing harder and harder. His dick got even bigger around. Then suddenly he pulled out! He grabbed the tip of it and got quiet.
"What's the matter, Cody? Did I bite?" I asked, alarmed that suddenly everything stopped.
In a couple of seconds he released the tension.
"Nah, kid. You did great. Real great. You made me want to shoot, that's all."
"Shoot?" I asked.
"You know, shoot my wad."
"What's a 'wad'?" I asked
He was amazed.
"You've never cum?"
"God, kid. You're 14 and you've never shot a load?"
"No," I answered, embarrassed. "What is it?"
"When a man is pulling on his dick, or he's sticking it in somebody, it starts feeling real good and it makes cum. Cum shoots out faster than piss and when a man is making it, he's not really in control. All he wants to do is shoot it."
"What does cum look like?"
"It's white. Thick. And it feels real good when you make it."
"It does? Where does it come from?"
"Out of your balls. Cum is ball-juice."
I still didn't understand.
He smiled took my hand and guided it to his ballsac. His heavy nuts hung between his legs, as big as golf balls (unlike mine that were like marbles).
"This is where a man makes his cum. You're just a boy. Your little balls won't make very much. My nuts are big and right now they're real full." I must have looked disappointed and confused because he put his hand through my hair and mussed it. "Hey, tiger, you just wanted to taste some dick and I let you taste it! You don't want me to loose control and make a mess in your mouth do you? Now, you had your taste, why don't we jack off together so we can get rid of these hardon's and catch some shuteye." Cody sat down on the sofa next to me and started slowly jacking himself off. "You gonna do it?" he asked me. I started jacking off. I never knew that there was something beyond just occasionally playing with your dick. I wanted so much to see what it looked like that I didn't take my eyes off Cody. He slid his hand heavily up and down his manhood. He closed his eyes and seemed to be somewhere else. I watched his grip alternately tighten and loosen as he got into it. I did the same things. I knew Cody was teaching me how to make cum and I couldn't have asked for a sexier teacher. His breathing began to get heavier. I knew he was pretty close to making his cum so I scooted down to get a closer look. I refused to touch him because I was afraid he'd stop and make me go to bed without getting to see him shoot.
His balls jumped up and down with simultaneously with his rapid jerks on his cockmeat. The ballsac started getting tighter. It was fascinating watching a man bring himself to climax. I wondered if he were joking about this white liquid he told me about. No, he couldn't be lying. He was enjoying it too much to lead me on. I didn't know when it would happen so I waited, keeping my eyes on his dick head.
Suddenly, Cody sighed. "Yeah," came from deep inside him. His chest heaved and I knew this must be it. His muscles tightened, he body went rigid. That's what me meant when he said a man couldn't control himself, that he was at the mercy of his dick. He jammed his fist to the base of his pud so the top 8 inches or so were in the air. There it was, being held in the air like he was offering it to me. I opened my mouth and gulped about 3 inches in my mouth. Instantly, something hot sprayed against the back of my throat! Cody let go with a spray of thick, lumpy, bitter juice. It reminded me of hot cottage cheese. I couldn't believe that something so thick was shooting out the small slit! My mouth filled up but Cody kept shooting more. It was like a hose was turned on in my mouth. The chunks fired out of him immersed in his hot cream. I felt his hand on the back of my head. He pressed me down on his dick as he moaned. The cum was filling my cheeks and I didn't know what to do with it until suddenly, and involuntarily, I swallowed. When I did, it opened up my throat and his dick slid into me farther than it ever had. My lips were around the throbbing base of his meat. His balls convulsed and nearly touched my nose. He was sighing and repeating my name over and over. He shoved me down all the way on it. I could feel his dickhead expand in my throat as he expelled another rush of ball juice into me.
A couple of minutes passed. My head lay on his abdomen. The moment was perfect; Cody's dick was buried in me all the way, he knew it and he obviously liked it. It didn't matter that he had used me as a receptacle for his cum. I'd drink it out of him any time he wanted, just so I could be the receiver of his masculine rod.
I didn't want to take him out of my mouth. My tongue was darting around the head of his softening dick and occasionally finding one of the chunks he had fired into me and savoring it. I was quickly getting used to the taste and I liked it. Cody rubbed the back of my head. "Partner, you okay?" I hummed 'uh-huh'.
"I think I'm about through," he said, "You can take it out of your mouth now."
I sat up and wiped my mouth. A few drops had run down my chin.
"You kind of surprised me, drinkin' me like that."
"You don't mind do you, Cody?"
"Nah, kid. It felt great. I don't get a lot of blow jobs up here in the woods. Never did get one from a boy before. So, tell me, how does it taste?"
"Kind of bitter...chunky. But I liked it. You sure make a lot!"
"I shoot that size load every time."
"I took it all, too!" I said, impressed with myself.
He put his hand on his dick and stroked it lightly.
"You sure surprised me. I thought you wanted to see some cum, not eat some."
"I do want to see some. Maybe I can watch you again sometime."
"Yeah, maybe." He stood up and went into the kitchen. Now that he had cum he didn't seem as interested as before. He drank some milk out of the carton then came back through the living room and told me we ought to get to sleep.
I reluctantly got off the couch but my 4 inch dick was still erect. Cody looked at it.
"Oh, yeah. You didn't cum, did you? Well, you keep jacking it off while you think about what you did to this big ol' thing," he palmed his crotch, "and it'll happen. I gotta hit the sack. See you in the morning."
Cody went into his room and fell into bed. I started to go to my room but I just wasn't satisfied yet. If I was going to make cum it was going to be with Cody. I opened the door to his room and saw him naked face down on the bed. He was spread-eagled and already breathing deeply.
There was a muffled 'huh?' from the pillow.
"Cody, do you mind if I do my jackin' off in here?"
"I don't care." He lay spent on the bed trying to sleep. I knelt at the foot of the bed looking at his immense legs spread wide before me. The two mounds of flesh that made up his butt were only a couple of feet in front of me. His dick stuck out towards me from under his body. I started pumping my cock. Just like before I got closer to the man. He was fast asleep for sure now so I figured it didn't matter what I did. I crawled up on the bed and knelt down to get a good look at his cock as it stuck out. I touched it lightly, feeling around the head. It grew slightly.
Then I studied his butt. I had seen it clad in jeans so many times before and thought how beautiful it must be and here it was right in front of me. I leaned down and put my face in it. His smell was strong but masculine. I let go of my prick for a second to part his cheeks. They were strong and tight. As if I knew what I wanted, I plunged between those cheeks and wiped my tongue up the crack. Over and over I licked the length of his butt. My dick got harder and harder. I beat off with one hand, braced myself with the other then forced my face in as far as I could. This time when I licked, I found his butthole. It opened and closed at the touch of my tongue. Cody moaned. His dick hardened and grazed my chin. Asleep or not, he liked it so I licked even more. Once when it dilated, I stuck my tongue right inside him. I knew what Cody did through this hole but I was so turned on by being inside him like this that I couldn't stop. His sphincter closed around my tongue and I pushed it in and out faster. His dick twitched and hardened. My own dick was feeling better than it ever had. I knew if I kept this up that I'd probably make cum because I was just about to lose control of myself. I reached down and held Cody's hardon as I licked his chute and jacked myself off. Suddenly, he came alive.
"Fuck, kid!" In a flash he moved to his knees knocking me flat on my back on the bed looking up at his magnificent torso. "I want you to suck this dick till you cum, you little bastard!"
He forced his dick into me and fucked it there for a long time. I enjoyed every second of it. Once he maneuvered so his dick slid comfortably down my throat. He fucked it that way for a while then took it out and brandished it in my face. "Is this what you want, you little cocksucker? You can't sleep cause you need a man's cock?" I didn't know what to say. He seemed angry but turned on, too. "Or is it my butthole you want?" He sat down on my face and pushed his hole onto my mouth. He spread his cheeks and fed me his butt for a while. Suddenly, I felt like my insides were going to explode, my dick got real hard and it felt like I was going to expel my intestines through my rod. I made a sound. Cody got off me. I thought I was dying but Cody knew better. He knew I was just about to shoot. He also knew what turned me on. He jacked off real fast then plugged his dick back in my mouth. He let loose with another torrent of ball juice just as I did. I almost lost consciousness. My dick let go with lump after creamy lump. It shot in the air and onto my belly. Some of it got on Cody's back. It was hot as fire and there was no way to stop it. Cody's big hose filled me up again. He was holding the base of his dick and forcing the thing into me. When we both stopped cumming, he leaned over without withdrawing from me and switched on a light.
"Kid, you'll never forget what you were doing when you shot your first load. I want you to remember my dick in your mouth when you do." He wiped the sweat off his tight torso then lifted his equipment out of my mouth. I looked down to see white puddles on my chest. I had finally cum and it was great. Cody disappeared and returned with a towel. He pitched it to me as I lay there, spent.
"You sure you've never messed around before, Scott?"
"Well, you're sure gonna be a good cocksucker."
"And, listen, what's all this about sticking your tongue up my butt?"
"I like that too."
"Well, tomorrow...and I don't mean tonight, I've GOT to get some sleep...but tomorrow, I'll show you what a butt is for. You want to sleep with me tonight?"
"But no more funny stuff."
After a few minutes he whispered, "You really like suckin' my hose?"
"Yeah! I hope you'll let me do it again some time."
"Partner, I think we just found somethin' new to pass th' time."
The next morning was Saturday. When I woke, Cody was gone. I got up, put on my jeans and wandered through the cabin. I didn't see him anywhere. Then I heard a sound from outside. I wandered out onto the porch to see him on a ladder repairing the roof. He was in his usual jeans and no shirt. His tanned body seemed even more beautiful against the deep blue of the sky.
"Oh, mornin'', Scott! Sleep good?" he smiled when he asked.
"I slept great, Cody. What's wrong with the roof?"
"Radio says a storm's comin'. Been' meanin' to fix a leak for a while. I ought to do it before it starts rainin'. Hey, bring me that shingle down there, would ya?" he asked. I found the shingle and started up the ladder. Pretty soon, my feet were four rungs under his and my face was next to his butt.
"Here's your shingle," I reached up and handed it to him. He took the shingle and I let my hand touch his rear end as my hand came down.
"What are you doin', kid?" he asked.
"You told me you were going to teach me about butts today."
He turned halfway around on the ladder and looked down at me. He reached down and unbuttoned his pants leaving the top one fastened.
"Put your hand in there," he told me. I carefully let my hand slide in the opening. Next thing I knew, his balls were in my hand.
"You like those balls, don't you, kid?"
"Now, put out my dick and let it hang between the rungs." I did what I was told. I kept holding onto it while he started pissing. The golden shaft fell some twenty feet to the ground and created a little puddle. He pissed for a long time. When he was finally finished, he told me to shake it off and I did. He turned to me again and the big meat hung right in front of my face. I stuck out my tongue and licked the head of it. I thought it was beginning to swell when Cody reached down and lifted it back into his jeans again. I must have looked disappointed.
"Let me finish up here and I'll come inside and let you play with it."
The promise was enough for me. I went into the cabin and waited for Cody to complete mending the roof. After a while he came in.
"Storm's comin' in sooner than they thought," he said. There was a clap of thunder and I looked outside to see the forest grow dark.
Cody went to the front door to watch the rain begin to fall. It was almost as dark as night in the cabin. Cody turned off the electric lights and lit candles. The cabin took on a whole new atmosphere. Cody went into the bedroom and returned wearing only his jockey shorts. He had something wrapped in a towel. He threw the towel on the sofa then sat down next to it. We looked at each other for a few seconds. I didn't know what to do. He rubbed his crotch a couple of times. I could make out the bulge of his dick behind the white fabric.
"Why don't you take off your clothes, Scott?" he asked me quietly. I did as I was told. Soon I was standing there wearing only my underwear. "Kneel down here between my legs and I'll let you see my dick." he said. Excited, I did as I was told. His crotch was only inches from my eyes. "Why don't you suck on my balls through my shorts, Scott?" I leaned in and carefully took one of his big nuts in my mouth and let it rest there. I ran my tongue across it. Cody sighed and I felt the fabric of the Jockeys tighten as his dick began to grow.
"Oh, yeah, that's good, partner," he said. He lifted his rod up so that it poked through the elastic band of the shorts. He kept talking to me as I held his ball in mouth; "I'm saving another load in those balls just for you," he said. Then, he pulled his ball-sac out of the shorts and let them hang between his legs. I licked the sac, intoxicated with the combined smell of sweat mixed with the faint odor of urine.
He stood up and gently lowered me so I was laying on the floor. He stood above me and removed his shorts then told me to remove my own. A thunder clap shook the house. Cody stood over me with his feet straddling my head. His dick stood at full attention against his belly. I jacked off as I looked straight up at him.
"You look like you need some dick, kid." he said his voice low and guttural. I could tell that Cody was feeling nasty and I couldn't wait to see what he'd do.
He knelt down on his knees and straddled so that his balls touched my forehead.
He leaned over and offered his cock to me. I opened up and took him in. He bent down and I felt him start to lick my dick! As he licked it, he fumbled with the towel he had left on the sofa. Soon, I felt him licking the length of my 14-year-old cock while he rubbed a greasy finger across my butt. It felt wonderful! I sucked him harder when his finger found my butthole. I sucked so hard that he stopped licking me and grunted. "Yeah, that butthole feels good, doesn't it, pup?"
Suddenly, I noticed he was pushing against my hole pretty hard. He took my balls in his mouth as he did. It hurt because Cody had such huge fingers. Then, I felt Cody take the tip of my dick in his mouth and suck. It was incredible! Just as he did, he pushed his finger up my butt. I was having pain and pleasure at the same time. In a few seconds, it stopped hurting. He put more grease on his finger and it slid more evenly. I felt my dick get harder as his finger massaged my sphincter. He still had his man meat in my mouth and kept telling me how good it felt when I sucked and what a good cocksucker I was. He made me even hornier when he told me how good his dick looked in my mouth, how he liked it when I sucked him. He told me all about his cum and how he wanted to give it to me. I wanted it and sucked hard in the anticipation of his cock letting go in me once again when he withdrew it. He also took his finger out of my butt very slowly. The next thing I knew, he was straddling my chest. His meat was jerking from the blow job I'd just given him. He moved down my chest and put his big dick against my little one. He held them both together and jacked them off at the same time. I almost shot looking at his dick touching mine. Then he made me put my legs up. He knelt down between my legs and put grease on his dick.
"Now I'm going to show you what butts are for," he said. He placed the tip of his equipment against my ass. He rubbed it around for a second until he found the hole. Suddenly, I felt a pain down there. Cody was looking down between my legs. He was guiding it in me!
I called out in pain and he stopped for a minute or so. A little of it was in me and the pain it caused scared me real bad.
"I'm not gonna hurt you, pal," he told me. "In a few minutes you're really gonna like this." I found that hard to believe.
He stayed real still for a little bit then he began pushing again. Suddenly, I felt my hole open up and grab hold of something.
"Yeah," he said with a deep breath, "You got my dick-head, Scott. Hold on to it." I felt more pressure and saw Cody lean into me a bit more. After the initial shock of being penetrated, the length didn't seem to bother me.
"How do you feel?" he asked.
"Okay, I guess," I told him. "Is there very much more?"
He reached over near the towel and got a small mirror.
"Here, take a look." I held the mirror between my legs and saw my small butt parted by Cody's sausage. He wasn't all the way in me yet. About 5 inches of him was left to go. I was turned on by the feeling of his dick up inside me and being able to see it connecting the both of us. I began to calm down a little and the tension eased in my butt.
"That's it, pup, relax. Let Cody stick his joint up in your ass."
It seemed that he enjoyed doing it.
"Does it feel good to you, Cody?" I asked.
"Yeah, baby. Your warm little virgin butthole feels good suckin' on my dick.
Here, why don't you take some more of it?" He shoved it in farther. It slid without pain. I loved the feeling of being fucked. Cody lifted my butt and raised up on his knees a little then he shoved his dick in me all the way. I could feel his belly against my butt and his 9 and 3/4 inches up inside me. He withdrew an inch or so then jammed up against me real hard. I felt his balls slap against my rear end. He did it again and again sometimes pulling all the way out then ramming it in me again. He kept hitting something far up inside me that made me want to cum right away so I didn't touch myself for fear that I would.
"It feels good, Cody," I told him, breathing hard as he attacked my hole.
"Reach down and feel my balls, boy." I did. "I'm workin' up a load for you right now," he said between heavy breaths.
"Make some cum in me, Cody. I want you to fill me up!"
"Here it comes," he cried. I felt a knot pass from the base of his cock all the way to the end. His juice spurted all over my prostate. He sprayed it with his hot cum for a full half minute holding me by my hips so that I was completely impaled while he unloaded his balls.
When he finished, he stayed inside me. He picked me up and maneuvered around so that he was sitting with his back to the sofa. He moved his knees up to support me and we looked at each other still joined at the crotch.
"Now you know what your butt's for," he said. "You like my dick up your butt?"
"Yeah. I do," I told him.
"You didn't cum, did you?"
"Don't you want to?"
"Yeah, but I want to do it while I suck you off."
"You like my dick to squirt in your mouth?" he asked.
"Yeah, can I have it?"
We showered. Cody let me play with him a little bit while we washed but wouldn't let the sex play go very far. We toweled off and he went into the bedroom, laid down and called me.
"Hey, Scott! Where are you?"
I entered the room. He lay there naked, stroking his prod.
"You still thirsty?" he asked.
"Yeah!" I answered.
"Why don't you come in here and let me shoot a big, thick man-load in you?"
Without hesitation, I crawled on the bed and knelt down between his legs. He offered his dick to me and I leaned down and put my mouth on it.
"Mmm, that's good, Scott. Run your tongue over my dick-head. Yeah, that's just the way I like it." The he turned me over so I was laying down on my back. He put a pillow under my head then straddled my face and lowered the big meat into me. "You just suck this thing all you want, kid," he said as he pushed and pulled it out of my mouth. I opened up to take more of it and he gladly gave it to me. "Suck it hard," he ordered. I was taking as much dick as I could take. He plowed my mouth for a long time. His balls slapped against my chin. Suddenly, he said, "Here it comes," and I felt him let go. Like flood gates opening, Cody emptied his balls in my mouth. Chunks of man-cum fired into my mouth. I swallowed the wad as fast as I could, drunk with the sensation of being held in place by Cody's huge dick as it fired it's essence into my mouth, of loving the taste of cum and knowing that Cody and I would be fuck-buddies for the rest of the summer.