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Subject: Mr. BURKE CH. 16 If you are not of legal rights and/or age to read any type of adult literature or if you find the material offensive, please do not read any further. The author and site cannot be held liable as you agree to accept all responsibility for reading said material. If you wish to contact the author of this series, please do so at ail, I will respond to all e-mails. This story is fiction. All names, descriptions and actions of the characters are not real. Nifty needs our donations to keep throbbing, umm, I mean thriving. Please donate at fty. ———– End of Chapter 15 My phone was pretty good with turning on once I plugged it in but of course it seemed to take forever. As I impatiently waited, I thought about what had just happened, I fucked Antwan! The fact that he was my former babysitter added some spice to it but that he was an absolutely perfect physical specimen made it completely incredible. I was dying to tell Tommy, but I knew I needed to smooth things over with him first. I needed to see what he sent me that he was so freaked out about. I just really needed to know things were ok with us. As amazing as what had just happened was, I couldn’t be happy until Tommy was not mad at me. “Fuck! Hurry up” I said as I looked at the black screen with the 0% battery level displaying. Then, I heard voices downstairs. My mom was home! ———————– She was talking with Antwan. She wasn’t yelling or anything so things must be ok. I was in my boxers. The rest of my clothes were downstairs spread across the living room. Obviously, I just grabbed new clothes, but I was a little nervous about why my clothes were in the living room, but I guess I would just have to take the scolding and strange look she would give me. I got dressed and checked my phone one last time. It was only at 2%. Texting Tommy would have to wait. I hurried downstairs quickly. My mom and Antwan were talking in the front hall. My mom still had her work bag, so I guessed she hadn’t been anywhere else yet. Antwan turned to me as he heard me on the stairs. I was relieved to see he was fully dressed. He looked very calm which made me relax as well. After I greeted my mom, the small talk resumed until my mom suggested we head to the kitchen. I took the opportunity to slip into the living room. My clothes were gone. Antwan must have done something with them. “Antwan must be experienced at covering his tracks,” I thought. Dinner went well. My mom and Antwan shared stories about me and Antwan also caught us up to date with what he has been doing and his plans for college and football next year. Every so often, Antwan would slide his foot up my leg which would make my dick jump and my face blush. I could see a slight grin momentarily appear on his face. He was enjoying teasing me. My mom turned the conversation to back around when my dad died. The mood changed. She apologized to Antwan. She admitted that when my dad died, she just stopped calling Antwan because she didn’t need him to watch me because she didn’t go out without me for at least 6 months. “You were a part of the family, Antwan, and I should have talked to you or had you to hang out with us. I’m so sorry. I was just so sad and really shut everybody out,” she explained as she started to cry. Antwan was crying now, too. “I thought I did something wrong. I missed you guys. My grandma told me not to call you, that I should leave you alone,” he said, struggling to get it all out while crying. My mom went over to him and hugged him. “I’m so sorry Antwan. You did nothing wrong. You were so wonderful to Mikey all those months. We missed you too. I just didn’t realize it. I missed my husband so much I wasn’t thinking right.” I was stunned. I could feel the tears running down my own cheeks. I wasn’t sure why I was crying. I guess it was just sad to see them both so upset. I didn’t remember much about that time, but now they talked about it, I remember missing Antwan. But mostly I missed my dad too. They finally stopped crying and hugging when my mom made some stupid joke about dessert. I wiped my eyes and played with my food. I didn’t like all this. My mom had made a cake, so the mood lifted when she pulled that out. Within a few minutes we were back to talking about regular things. The cake was delicious which further helped everyone to feel better. Antwan looked different. It was like a huge weight was lifted off his shoulder. I wouldn’t have known anything was bothering him, but now after that conversation, he seemed even more relaxed and happy. My mom seemed happier too. That must have been bothering her all this time too. I was glad that was all over. I wanted to get back to thinking about having sex with Antwan again. We hung out and talked and I actually helped with the dishes. When the kitchen was all clean, my mom announced that she was going to bed. It was Friday and after the long week of work she usually went to bed early. It was actually late for her by that point. She invited Antwan to S stay over if he wanted which was music to my ears. I looked away because of I made eye contact with him I wouldn’t have been able to hide my excitement. “Be sure to check with your grandma,’ she told him. “Yes, I will let her know,” Antwan replied. I was so excited. Antwan didn’t even hesitate about staying over. He also was very nonchalant as if he didn’t care either way whether he stayed over or not. We were going to have sex all night long! At least that is what I was hoping was going to happen, After another round of hugs, my mom headed upstairs to bed. She enticed is with the promise of pancakes and bacon in the morning, which even though I was stuffed fun dinner, sounded heavenly. Antwan and I stood alone in the kitchen. There was an awkward moment as we realized we really didn’t know each other and hadn’t hung out with each other in a couple of years. “Want to go play video games,” I asked, hoping he knew that really meant, do you want to go to my bedroom and fuck? “Sure,” Antwan said with a shrug of his shoulders. His response made it seem like he didn’t catch what I really meant. But then he added: “I’m going to call my Gram. I mean, if it’s ok I stay over.” I smiled brightly and replied: “Oh, it’s more than ok!” He smiled back, but then just stood there with his phone in his hand. I realized he wanted some privacy for the call. “Oh yeah, ok, well I’ll go upstairs and see you in a few.” I said as I walked out of the kitchen. I heard Antwan greet his grandma but then I was out of earshot as I made my way to room. In my room, I paced back and forth quickly as I decided what to do. My cock was already hard. I didn’t want to waste time pretending that I wanted to pay video games. However, I wasn’t sure how to start sex with Antwan. Earlier it just kind happened from what I recall. I decided to go with the completely obvious approach. I completely stripped out of my clothes, including my shoes and socks this time. I stood in front of the mirror. My dick was sticking straight up. My mush was mostly hidden by it, but I ran my fingers through it as I watched my movements in the mirror. I raised my right arm and checked out the arm pit hair, rubbing my left hand through it while still watching in the mirror. Then, I turned sideways to check out my butt and that’s when I saw him. Antwan was in the doorway with a huge smile on his face. I don’t know how long he had been there. I could feel my face get dishes as I was embarrassed, he saw me looking at myself in the mirror. “Looking good, Mikey!!” Antwan said as he stepped in and closed the door. He pulled his shirt off and walked to me. We embraced and then kissed. He initiated it and started slow. My dick was already throbbing. Antwan ran his hand down my back and over my butt, giving it a good squeeze before his hand moved to the front and grabbed hold of my cock. I let out a moan. I hoped my mom was asleep because I don’t think I could control myself not did I want to try. Abram dropped to his knees. He looked up at me while he slowly stroked my cock. He was so beautiful. His big brown eyes, that big smile with white teeth and soft, puffy lips and then his string shoulders and muscular body were all too much to take. My body shivered in delight. But he wasn’t sucking my cock yet. He was just looking up at me. He was waiting for me to either nod my approval or tell him to do it. I remembered earlier when he said that stuff. So, I guessed he wanted me to say it. I got nervous as this was new to me, but I was fully horned up and needed him to suck me. Once I started, it came out easy: “Yeah Antwan, you want to suck my dick, don’t anadolu yakası escort you? The big football stud is just a little cock sucker. Go for it, shove it in that juicy mouth.’ Antwan went to town on it. I continued because of Antwan’s reaction, and I also felt a thrill run through my body: “That’s it, let me feel those lips on my cock. Oh yes, now take it deep in your mouth. Oooh fucking.” Antwan was driving me wild. I was living talking to him: “Let me feel that tongue on my slitttt, eeewwwwwww Antwannn, you’re amazzzz…” It was all I could say as Antwan was destroying my cock head with his tongue which was causing a jolt down into my heels and back up. I grabbed Antwan’s head and started fucking his face. “Oh, Antwan this feels so good. Suck my cock. I want to give you my cum.” Antwan softly messaged my balls. I was going to cum and I was way past the stopping point. “Oh Antwan, I’m going to cum,” I said in a suddenly different tone. Now, I was asking him if it was ok. He didn’t slow down so I took that as a yes, not that I really could have held back any longer. When my first shot hit Antwan’s mouth, he moaned. My shots came fast and furious. My body shook in delight as this stud sucked every last drop from my balls. Antwan took his tone finishing and I watched him savor the cum. He kissed and tongued my dick and made my balls keep pumping until I had to pull him off it. I got him to stand up and I kissed him probing his mouth for my cum but he swallowed it all. My hands moved across his beautiful chest and then turn to his shorts. But Antwan abruptly stopped me. “Not yet, Mikey, I gotta tell you something.” Antwan said as the mood suddenly changed. He walked me over to the bed and we sat down very close together. Antwan was in shorts, still shirtless. I was still naked, and I was a little uncomfortable now. His perfectly toned body next to my skinny, pasty white body and my dick was getting smaller by the minute. Antwan took a deep breath and began talking: “So, Mikey, I noticed you weren’t really talking much when we were telling stories and remembering stuff that went on when I was babysitting.” I kinda interrupted him before he asked anything: “I don’t remember anything. I mean like details and stuff. I remember being happy when you were coming over and that it was fun. Then I just remember being sad when my dad died. Then, we saw you at the restaurant and I just had a really warm feeling come over me that you were really fun, and I liked when you were there. And then well umm mumm never mind.” I felt my face getting flushed. “What? No, tell me, what were you going to say? Did you remember something I did?” Antwan asked a little aggressively. I actually wasn’t going to finish what I was going to say out of embarrassment but since he was so far off from what I was going to say, I felt like I should. Also, he seemed a little on edge for some reason. “No no no,” I said as I giggled, “I was just going to say that I noticed how hot you were, and I thought about you like all night long.” Now it was Antwan who got a little flushed. I had thrown him for a loop with my response not only because he was expecting something about the past but also, I think he realized I probably was jacking off to him if I was thinking about him. “Oh” was all he said. It looked like he wanted to say something. I was kinda curious about the questions he was asking, so I just asked him, hoping he would feel more comfortable saying whatever he wanted: “Why do you keep asking about back then? What did you want to talk about?” Antwan took another deep breath and began: “Do you remember when I said I thought your mom didn’t ask me to babysit because i thought I did something wrong?” “Oh yeah” I answered but I hadn’t really thought much of it when he said it. “Well, I did do something wrong. Like a bunch of things. I did inappropriate things with you Mikey. You were only 9-10 years old. It was bad. I’m so sorry Mikey. I hope I didn’t mess you up.” My jaw dropped. I couldn’t believe I couldn’t remember. I had so many questions. I answered quickly to ease his mind: “Antwan, I’m totally fine. I honestly don’t remember. If they were sex things, I probably would have liked them. I kinda wish I could remember.” The last part was totally true, but I threw it out there so that he would tell me. “And maybe we can revamp them,” I thought. “Oh gosh Mikey, are you sure? Oh, thank God. I’m so relieved. I was really worried for so long. Of course, I have to admit after what we did downstairs, I thought you might be ok.” Haha yeah. I totally had been wishing something would happen between us since seeing you at restaurant but didn’t really think it would and not that fast for sure.” “Well, I was a little freaked when you were crying like oh shoot seeing me brought back bad memories.” “Ha no, that was a stupid thing but umm would you mind telling me some of the stuff you did?” I asked. My dick was starting to grow. I put my hand over it to try to hide it. Antwan shook his head no and said: “Let’s just forget about all that” I pressed him as I was really curious now: “Oh, come on Antwan, please. I’m sure I liked it.” I could tell he was giving in, but he tried one more time: “I think you did. But you’re probably going to think I’m some weirdo.” I leaned over and kissed him. When I leaned back, he looked at me confused. “I won’t think you’re some weirdo,” I said as I stood up “Now, stand up” He seemed more confused but stood up anyway. I couldn’t resist putting my hands on him. I put them on his broad shoulders and then softly ran to his chest. I looked him in the eye. “You’re going to lie down and relax and tell me everything.” I said as I kissed him again and then quickly grabbed his shorts and underwear down to the floor. He obediently stepped out of his shorts and got on the bed. I was treated to a beautiful view of his soft but large uncut dick as it rested on and dangled over his healthy ball sack. He laid on the bed and put his hands above his head which made for a stunning view but left a perfect space next to him for me to snuggle into. I rested my head on his shoulder and put my hand on his chest. I tapped my finger against his solid pec and said: “Ok, spill it mister babysitter.” He giggled and started talking: “Ok, so you gotta remember I was 14 and incredibly horny all the time and you were pretty cute, and we were always playing rough together. Well maybe not rough but physically touching each other which just seemed to get me hornier. Then, one night you got soap in your eyes when taking a bath and it really hurt so you called for me to come in. I got a cold washcloth and held it on your eyes and that helped but then after a minute it started hurting again. That kept happening. I was getting all wet leaning over the tub, so I stripped to my boxers. You took the opportunity to start splashing until I was soaked. Then you asked if I would come in and play since I was all wet anyway. I didn’t hesitate and jumped in with boxers. I was getting hard already and being in the tub with you made it worse. We played with your toys for a while. I was horny. I said we were done, and you didn’t want to be so I said I would wash your hair and back for you. I had you sit with your back to me between my legs and I washed you. Soon, you were up against my hard cock and my arms were wrapped around you washing you with a washcloth. I moved down under the water and washed your little boy dick and balls. You were hard too. It felt so good to be touching you I needed to cum, but I just couldn’t do it with you. I knew it was so wrong. So, I finished washing you and had you pull the drain. I jumped out quick before you could see my hard dick and wrapped in a towel. I held a towel out for you and got right out and into it. I hugged you with it then dried you off with it. I loved seeing your naked body. You weren’t shy about being naked. I finally shooed you away to go get your PJs on. You ran off naked giving me one last view of your cute little butt. I immediately dropped my towel, peeled down the soaked boxers and began to stroke my cock. I waddled over to the toilet. My left hand ran up my stomach to my nipple and I squeezed it lightly while I pumped my throbbing dick. I closed my eyes and thought of your naked body. I wanted to kiss it all over. I let out a squeal as I started to cum. I looked down and pointed my shooting dick into the toilet. Cum went splashing down into the bowl. I had jacked off plenty, but nothing felt like this. It was the first time thinking of you while playing with my cock. My whole ankara anal escort body was warmed with each cum shot. I felt like I was glowing. Things changed after that night. At bath time, I always joined you, and always naked. Slowly, I stopped hiding my boner. You said something the first time, but I explained it was just like yours just bigger. You were fine with that answer. You would touch it in the bath but had no idea what it was doing to me. I continued to jack off every night when you went to get dressed. But then one night you decided you didn’t want to get dressed and so we went back downstairs naked. I didn’t have a chance to cum, so I thought I was going to go crazy. I think I was so horned up that I was able to come up with this. Earlier that night, I helped you with your homework as usual. One of the lessons was about milk coming from cows. There was a picture of a brown cow in the book. So, I decided I would be the brown cow. I got on all fours and crawled around slowly and started to moo. I explained to you I was the brown cow and you needed to milk me. You were a little confused, but I saw your eyes look down and see my hard dick sticking out. We had talked about how they just tug on this thingy and milk cones out. You liked pretending so you got right into it. Talking to me like I was a cow and then got next to me. You even petted my back. And then you grabbed my dick and tugged. Your grip was tight, and it was rough. After a few minutes I suggested that you lick your hand. After that it felt much better. I was getting close. I knew you didn’t really expect any milk to come out and I almost stopped you before it happened. But I was too crazed, and it felt too good. To add to it, I told you cow’s milk better if you rub their butts at same time. When you did that, I knew it would be soon. I just hoped it wouldn’t freak you out. I had no other choice as I couldn’t stop now. I masked my moans with moos and tried to keep still. I felt sweat beading up everywhere on my body. I think you were getting tired but thankfully you continued. And then it happened. The first shot was a dribble but then the next ones were very forceful. They made splashing sounds on the carpet. You were understandably shocked. You never expected anything to come out. You knew only pee came out and it was yellow. I started moaning but you stopped strolling when you saw my milk. I think I startled you even more because I shouted, “oh gosh Mikey don’t stop.” I think you were even a little scared, but I was quickly able to explain calmly, there’s more in there you need to keep going to get it out. Thankfully, you started pulling again. I urged you to go faster and you did. My body was trembling, my elbows got weak. You kept at it and my balls kept pumping. I think because it wasn’t my hand they went into overdrive. I looked back and your eyes were big as saucers. I didn’t know how I was going to explain all of this, but I didn’t care as my orgasm was still going strong. I lowered my elbows to the ground and rested my head on the ground. My balls were starting to ache, and I wanted you to stop and thankfully you did but then I felt a warm wetness on my cock. You had your lips on it and were sucking. I physically bucked which unfortunately knocked you off. I looked back at you, and you said, “well it didn’t taste like regular milk, but it tastes pretty good.” You went back to sucking the head. I was too sensitive at that point to let you keep going. You looked disappointed. I explained that was all for tonight. You were satisfied to wait until next time. I ran and got a towel to clean the carpet. As I cleaned the carpet, I reiterated the need to keep everything we do a secret, but I wasn’t worried. I trusted you at this point. It was a little harder to explain about how I produced milk. I don’t actually remember fully what I said. But you seemed satisfied with the answer especially when I told you that you might be able to do it someday. From then on, we were now taking a bath every night and going straight down and playing milk the cow. When I would start to shoot, you would put your mouth on it and drink as much as you could, but it would spill out on to the floor. Some nights you would get a glass and we would drink the milk together. You would be a cow too, but we never got milk to come out. I would suck your little boy dick and tell you I thought I could taste a little come out. It was summertime now and things were bad with your dad, so I was over all the time. We were naked most of the time. I didn’t even try to hide my boner. You were getting little boners all the time too. We were playing milk the cow twice a day sometimes. But I somehow needed more. Then, one day we were lying on the couch watching TV. We were naked and you were on top of me using my chest as your pillow. I was rubbing your back and little butt softly. We were watching one of those animals in the wild shows and it started showing a bunch of animals mating which usually was the male mounting the female from behind. You were laughing because it did look silly. You didn’t understand what they were doing. Then I got an idea: “Cows do this too.” I said to you as I slid off the couch from underneath you allowing you to stay on the couch I ran and got some lotion from the bathroom. When I got back, I got on all fours: “Come on, Mikey, let’s play.” I said urging you to get off the couch. My dick was getting hard thinking about what we were going to do. You were moving slow. I realized that I was moving too fast. I really had not explained what we were going to do. So, I quickly explained that you would come on top of me and move your hips and it will feel good. “That’s why the animals do it.” I think all you heard was get on top of me but that was all you needed. I stopped you before you went behind me and lotioned up your dick until it was straight out and solid. You crawled up behind me and climbed up as I told you. You started to thrust your hips. You liked it. Your slick dick slid up my crack and onto my back. You kept doing it until I told you to stop. “It feels better if you stick it in the hole.” I said and then realized what you would think. And you reacted just as I thought, giggling, and saying something about poop. I don’t remember how I explained that away because I was kinda thinking the same thing. Anyway, after about 5 tries and a ton more lotion on you, eventually, your boy dick slid into my virgin hole. I helped a little and you groaned. You got right into it without much coaching. You slipped out a few times as you thrusted too fast, but you were getting right back in. It felt amazing to have you on top of me and inside me. Your little dick was just teasing my spot. I needed you deeper, but you seemed to be getting there, you were pounding harder and faster and forcing yourself deeper. Your little hands dug into me deeper as you worked harder to get in deeper. You were grunting now. You were now hitting me perfectly now and I was getting close. You yelled out and stopped suddenly m then started again but seconds later yelled and stopped again. I needed to cum now. I intensely told you not to stop. You tried to explain that something was happening. You kept doing it, but the pauses shortened and soon you were back to fluidly fucking me. You were yelling out every few seconds. I guess you were cumming. I grabbed my cock and after three strokes I was shooting my cum all over the floor. You kept up your fucking long after I was completely drained. I had to reach back to get you to finally stop. I collapsed. I was lying in a puddle of my cum with you on my back. We were both completely spent. I googled it later and found out that probably you were having an orgasm, but you weren’t old enough to shoot yet and because you didn’t shoot, you can keep going and going. I jacked off reading that and couldn’t wait to do it again. “Oh man, I can’t believe I don’t remember that. Did we do it like 5 times a day?” You asked. I sadly explained that was the only time. Your aunt came over and had me go home. She didn’t tell me why, but I found out later that was when your dad died. That was the last time I saw you until the restaurant. Your mom never called me to babysit, and my grandma said we should not bother you and that you should be with family only. She said your mom would call when ready. But I kept thinking that your aunt figured out what I was doing with you or you told or something and that’s why your mom never called. When I saw you guys at the restaurant, I was so scared, but the way your mom smiled at me immediately she must not ankara anal yapan escort have known. We both lay there in silence. I couldn’t believe I couldn’t remember all that Antwan had just told me. I mean, sure, some of the little things, but my first fuck? And drinking his cum? “So, what do you think of all that?” Antwan said sincerely. “Well,” I said and paused to stand up and for the dramatic effect. “I want to milk the brown cow!” Antwan laughed although probably cringing that he came up with that. I wasn’t laughing and I grabbed his hand and gave a tug to get him out of the bed. “Wait, you’re serious?” he said surprised but not against the idea. “Dead serious,” I replied as he started to get up, “and I might even fuck the bitch too.” Antwan turned towards me. I was suddenly fully intimidated by this huge specimen that could easily crush me. Then he smiled and said, “I think we can make that happen.” Antwan got on the floor and started to moo just as he had described. His cock was rock hard as it had been most of the time telling the story. Mine was the same. I dare not touch it as I felt like I would blow immediately. I first went to all fours and started to moo, but quickly figured out that I had to be a person to milk the cow. I would change to a cow when it was time to mount the brown cow. I went to the side of him and rubbed his back and down to his butt but more like petting rather than massaging. “Now, let’s see if we can get some milk out of you,” I said as I slipped my left hand down to his stomach and slid it down to his cock. I started to get into the milk the cow game: “Hmm, I don’t know if I remember how to do this. I haven’t done it in a few years. I just gotta grab the udder and…” Antwan let out a yelp. “Yep, that’s it. Now, I think I just give it a bunch of tugs.” I said as I started to tug on his cock rather than stroking it. Antwan grunted. I assumed he was glad to have me touching him but didn’t appreciate the harshness of both my grip and tug. I petted him playfully on the butt. “There, there, big girl, just relax, just let your milk flow,” I said as I slowly changed my milking grip to a more enjoyable stroking motion. Antwan noticed the change and let out a few soft moans in the form of moos. My right hand was petting both butt cheeks and I was letting my finger tickle his hole as it crossed from one muscled cheek to the other. It wasn’t part of the game, but Antwan seemed to enjoy it. I could feel Antwan’s pre-cum in my hand and was reusing it to make it easy to speed up the strokes as my lubed-up hand was now sliding across Antwan’s long shaft. “I think you’re getting close, let me just check and see if I can’t get you really flowing.” I said as I dipped my head under Antwan’s body. I stuck my tongue out and let it hit Antwan’ slit which was now dripping pre-cum. I scooped up what was lingering with my tongue and brought it back into my mouth. The taste was overwhelming and caused me immediately to put my whole mouth on it. I closed my mouth after his big cock head cleared my teeth. His shaft slid along my tongue until the head crashed into my throat. I held his cock there and gulped a few times. Antwan’s cock tickled the back of my throat. I was able to hold off the gag reflex while teasing Antwan’s cock head enough to get him to the edge. Antwan announced his impending explosion: “Oh, Mikey, I’m cumming!” And the milk flowed. I was able to handle the force of the cum shots against the back of my throat but couldn’t handle the volume and I felt cum drip out the sides of my mouth. I kept swallowing as fast as I could even though I wanted the taste in my mouth to last forever. I kept sucking with no concern about whether Antwan done or not. Finally, Antwan bucked and reached a hand under and knocked me off his dick. I went down on my back. The cum that remained on his dick began to drip onto me as I looked up at his beautiful body. Antwan was spent and wanted to lie down as well. He slowly lowered his arms, and I watched his body move closer to my face. At the last moment, I pushed myself thru so he wouldn’t smother me. We lay like that for a few minutes, me sideways under him, our stomachs touching each other. My cock was still rock hard, and my balls were full again. I wanted to mount the brown cow. Antwan’s muscled ass was so incredible. I could get a good grip while I absolutely pounded his hole. I wanted to fuck him as hard as I possibly could. But first I needed to get him off me. I was trying to think of something clever to say. I didn’t want to rush him though. Antwan must have been wanting to get fucked too because he got himself back on all fours and started mooing. I wasted no time to get out from under him. I got on all fours and started mooing too. I felt silly but it was actually adding to my horniness. I crawled behind Antwan and he kind of wiggled his ass. I grabbed at his sides and lifted my body onto Antwan’s back with my knees still on the ground. I wished I had the lotion, but I wasn’t moving to get it now. I wiped my face of the cum that had leaked out earlier and used that to wet my cock. Then, I spit into Antwan’s crack like I saw in many porn videos. I raised up into a squat. I circled my cock in the puddle of spit and then pressed at Antwan’s hole. I felt him push back and my cock popped in. Antwan tightened around it, but I drove all the way in. I held it in there trying to steady myself. I slowly pulled out with a bit of friction. I spit on his crack and rubbed it into my shaft before entering again. I repeated a few more times until it was sliding easier. Then, I ramped up the speed and force. In this crouch, I actually was able to drive in very hard. I had to hold onto Antwan to keep my balance on the way out. I felt my ass muscles begin to burn as they worked. The slapping noise was pretty loud now. I wasn’t too worried about it waking my mom, but both Antwan and I were grunting and groaning loudly now. But it was all too intense to pause even for a minute. The grunts were from the force I was fucking him with, and the groans were from the pleasure it was giving us. Sweat began dripping from my forehead and under arms. I was breathing heavy now. Antwan was so strong. No matter how hard I drove into him, his body barely moved. I was tiring. I wanted to cum while driving in full force. I sometimes did that into my pillow, but that felt nothing like this. Like Antwan, I announced my impending explosion: “Oh, Antwan, I’m going to cum.” But Antwan surprised me. “Wait!” he demanded as he put his right hand back to his cock. He was going to cum again! I couldn’t believe it. I leaned into Antwan keeping my dick in deep. I could feel Antwan’s muscles inside him twitch and tighten as Antwan stroked himself quickly. It was making it hard not to cum. I really wanted to get back to pounding Antwan. “Go!” Antwan commanded. I hit his ass with reckless abandon. I had a strong grip on his hips, and I thrust as hard as I could muster. Now, it was Antwan who was ready to cum. “Oh fuucckk, Mikey, I’m gonna cuummmmm.” His words were all I needed: “Oh, yes, Antwan, me toooooooo!” If my dick wasn’t buried in his ass, I’m sure my cum would have gone clear across the room. I kept fucking him hard picturing my cum splashing against his insides. I also imagined I was dumping as much cum as Antwan had unloaded into my mouth. I heard some moans come from Antwan, but I knew he was cumming because I could feel the strong spasms in his ass which added to the intensity and pleasure of my lengthy and powerful orgasm. Antwan seemed to be finished when I finally stopped. I honestly didn’t notice and made a mental note to be careful not to make that a habit. I gave myself a pass. The story Antwan had told me was to blame I convinced myself. I wanted to just collapse, but I spied the bed and knew that was the better option. My boy dick had softened so it easily slipped from Antwan’s hole. I stood up and walked to the side of Antwan. He looked up t me with a smile. I stuck my hand out to help him up. He took it and climbed up to a stand. I looked at the bed and Antwan headed towards it. I stepped in front of him and pulled the covers back. He plopped in and I joined in next to him, wrapping my leg around his. I rested my head on his shoulder. As I extended my hand onto his sculpted chest, I felt his strong hand land on my shoulder. “I love you Antwan,” I said without really thinking. “I love you too, Mikey,” Antwan said without hesitation. I felt warm all over as I drifted off to sleep hoping my dreams would be of my former babysitter and current lover. ————————————– Stay tuned for next chapter. The Burke boys will be back! Feel free to email me with comments. JC ail. I am enjoying the feedback and subsequent conversations. Thank you for all the great responses! Don’t forget the only way this site survives is if we donate. Please donate at fty and let me know you did!

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