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Subject: After Turning Sixteen Part 16 After Turning Sixteen Part 16 Again please donate to Nifty. I answer all emails at hoo And that’s zero one. N.B. (Nota Bene). I have had a couple of readers unhappy about where this story has gone in the last two chapters. I understand that fully. All I can say is that at times the story writes itself and I am just along for the ride. If Phil were mine, I’d be a happy man and all Hunter John Luke wants is Phil, just as I would. But there will be unwanted developments in this part. And one of my readers sent the following after I wrote him saying the last chapter of my story was about truth, even unhappy truth. He wrote, “Truth is truth. How we (people) choose to handle truth, well, that’s a different story.” I found this wise and quite worthy of reflection. Merci, Chris! The characters: Hunter John Luke, almost 17. Muscular, basketball player, nerd, big cock, driven. Directs co-mentoring program for his high school. Called Jean-Luc in French and Gianluca in Italian. 6’2. Dad is HJL’s Dad. He will be given a name at some point. Hunter’s size and same cock. But he’s dark haired with a hairy chest, while HJL has auburn hair and is smooth. Phil is 6’7 and a starting forward on the basketball team. He is Hunter’s first love and sex partner after Hunter’s Dad. He and Hunter had a very tough Friday night though. It wasn’t a break-up, but it was a coming of terms. Jacob is HJL’s problem. Same size as Hunter. Backup guard to Hunter and extremely attractive. Other characters will be introduced as needed. To the story. Hunter was in a stew in the afternoon. He did and didn’t want to see Jacob that night. He did his homework for the weekend despite that and started his summary for his senior project in psychology, even though he was just a sophomore, on his co-mentoring project where he matched up athletes and nerds. To be honest, the project was a success he had never expected. Yes, there were problems, as there always would be in anything involving human beings. But, on the whole, both of the mentees (is that a word?) in all of the co-mentorings were making an effort it seemed. He noticed the athletes were more relaxed at school and in the classes he was with them. They were often starting to participate in class, displaying knowledge of the material, startling their teachers! And he noticed many of the nerds were more relaxed as well and doing much better in PE classes. Some of them were developing good bodies, too, and some were displaying muscles! What a thought! He saw some of the people in the program were starting to hang out with each other, too. He should have expected that, but didn’t. The high school was developing a new atmosphere that had a lot more warmth and understanding, it seemed to him. Was that due to him and his program? Who knew? One of the things Hunter learned a long time ago was not to give himself undue credit. As an aside, the basketball team continued to churn out victories. Hunter worried about that a bit though. He figured the team needed to lose some (two?) games so that other teams would take his team for granted in the state playoffs, but wanted it to have a bye so they didn’t have to play in and would be rested for the playoffs. He’d have to talk to his Dad about this. His Dad would know exactly what to advise as assistant coach. In terms of team dynamics James and Josh were still a couple and getting ready to graduate in the spring. Their play on the team had gotten so much smoother and fluid. Yeah, they were becoming a big part of the victories. Devont� was becoming more confident with each game. He was enjoying being the big Black guy finally. And his dunks became more and more athletic and spectacular. Of course, at 7 feet, he did have some advantages! And he was still playing the field and enjoying being chased by both men and women! Did Hunter miss playing around with him? Yes. But Devont�s smile had now become enigmatic when he looked at Hunter and he knew Hunter was having to deal with issues with people, including Phil. Now to Hunter and his thoughts. And was Phil still seeing Justin and getting fucked by Justin? And was I still going to get to see Phil and fuck him? Oh shit. Just when you think you have everything solved and under control the world spins and laughs at your presumption. Yeah. Well, Jacob was coming over to spend the night. Saturday night. I had a date. I had had a date last night with Phil and we şişli travesti had spent the night, too. And we had talked, even though I wished we hadn’t. Was I not “in love” with Phil after all? And what was the difference between loving and being in love anyway? Phil. I love Phil. No question. And Phil was his second man after his Dad had introduced him to sex and love. And would I be with my Dad again? In a nanosecond. His Dad was a super hot man, even in his 40s! But Dad had said no to anything sexual until Hunter turned 18 and he could bring him into “The Business”. He wouldn’t even let me practice deep throating on the biggest cock he had ever seen. Well, except for his own matching one. Well, that was frustrating for sure. Jacob finally came over carrying an overnight bag. Smart. They went upstairs to Hunter’s bedroom with the oversized bed. Once again no words. They stripped naked and began again with the soft kisses, which quickly progressed to passionate. Once again I wanted to “rape” Jacob. He was so fucking desirable and beautiful. At that point I didn’t want anyone more than Jacob and I wanted to “own” him and have him “own” me. Holy shit, I thought. I thought hI was getting this “in love” thing and didn’t like it at all! Phil had cured him of possessiveness and jealousy. He had. But this was different with Jacob. I just wanted Jacob to be his and him Jacob’s. And this made zero sense. I had never felt this with Dad and Phil. I loved them very much, but had never felt this with either of them. “Hunter, I’m prepared. Let’s make love”, Jacob said. I looked at Jacob quite searchingly. He wasn’t sure exactly what Jacob meant by this, but would take his word. Jacob looked searchingly back at Hunter and finally nodded his head, yes. Neither of them smiled. They would both be moving into unmarked territory. This would be very serious for both of them and an irrevocable step. I used the lube his Dad had provided to lube generously both my cock and Jacob’s ass. I really did hope Jacob was prepared for my oversized cock. I used the technique I learned with fingers to open up Jacob’s ass and prepare it for him. I eventually substituted my huge cock for my four fingers and slid in Jacob’s hole. I could tell there was still pain, but Jacob pulled me in. I finally pushed through Jacob’s second hole to go balls deep. I pulled Jacob’s body into mine and kissed him deeply. Jacob felt so good as if he were made for me. I loved how our strong chests rubbed against each other’s and how our sensitive nipples became inflamed. Jacob eventually raised his legs and put them on my strong back to give me a better angle to get even deeper in him. I was overwhelmed with emotions. I wanted to give Jacob the fuck of all times to seal what was developing between them. But I was pretty much on overload. What had Jacob said to him? Yeah, we have the rest of our lives together. Well, maybe. But for now they had each other. I worked with everything I knew to give Jacob pleasure. I went slowly, then fast. I jabbed and then rotated in him. When Jacob was reduced to babbling and moaning and groaning, I knew I had succeeded. I knew I was hitting Jacob’s prostate on every deep thrust. I could feel Jacob’s beautiful hard as a rock 7 inch cock spewing precum against his gut. I could tell when it was time. I came out of Jacob, very reluctantly, took the condom off and then grabbed Jacob’s cock and mine and rubbed them together. “Cum with me, Jacob”, I yelled! And the two of us did! After the intense orgasm, the two of us settled down together. We stroked each other’s naked body, kissed softly, and just started to learn about each other’s nakedness and how the other liked to be touched. For me (and for Jacob) this was all new ground. I had been trained in sex, but had never been trained in love. Again I was tongue-tied. The verbal, orator, Hunter, without words. Jacob snuggled up to me and kissed me again. Damn, Jacob felt good. I couldn’t imagine anyone feeling better. I felt Jacob’s hair, his cheeks, his nose, his neck, his back, his butt, and entwined our legs and feet together. I wanted to absorb Jacob into me. That caused me to stop for a minute. I had learned how not to be possessive and jealous. So, what was this feeling, if not that? I drew back for a minute and felt Jacob watching him. I didn’t want to talk to Jacob. I just wanted to feel him. Eventually I knew I was being a coward by not talking. beylikdüzü travesti Jacob was still waiting, knowing this was my battle. I studied the beautiful and naked Jacob again. I didn’t know what to say, but knew I had to talk. “I am in love with you, Jacob, aren’t I?” Jacob just nodded. “I don’t know what that means. I love my Dad. I love Phil. But I’m not in love with them like I am with you.” Again Jacob nodded. “And you’re in love with me, aren’t you?” Jacob didn’t even deign to nod then. I decided to be honest and talk more about us. “Jacob, I want you to make love to me, too. Not tonight but the next time we’re together.” Well, that surprised him. If we’re going to be “in love”, whatever that means, we’re going to be equal.” His sudden full smile blinded me then and I knew I had said the right thing. We suddenly were kissing very passionately again and then moved to a 69 (soixante-neuf) until we filled each other’s mouth with cum. Yum! We shared some of that and then cuddled up, holding each other as closely as possible and fell asleep. We awoke a bit early and then started to go back at it. I wanted one more crack at Jacob’s ass to remember every bit of it. He laughed as he realized what I was doing, prepping him for more loving. He surrendered to me quite willingly! Damn he felt good as I got my cock into him more easily this time. I tried to make this also memorable. I wanted him to think about me when he thought about anything sexual. Again, was this being possessive? Stop thinking Hunter and enjoy Jacob and fucking his beautiful body and ass! It was just like last night. I could feel when both of us were ready to cum and pulled out of Jacob and grabbed our cocks to jerk off together. I think we came even more this morning! We both smelled of cum and sweat. I got us up and to the shower to clean up. Jacob was so beautiful that I wanted him again. He smiled his full brilliant smile as he realized what I was thinking. He said, “Not now, Hunter. And remember our next time you are mine in bed.” Well, that didn’t make me any less eager to have Jacob again! The smell of breakfast helped get us out of the shower and dressed. My Dad had appeared and had made a big breakfast for us. It was a fun breakfast as we talked about basketball and Jack’s gym and the gym team and the high school team. I did ask Dad about the State Championship and whether the high school team needed to lose a couple of games to psych out other teams when we were in the playoffs, when we suddenly played very well, to surprise them. He clearly hadn’t considered this angle and said he would research this. He asked Jacob how he liked Jack’s gym. Jacob said that it was great and he was already developing more muscle. He said he liked playing with the guys on the gym team, too. I sort of looked at him a bit then. I hoped he didn’t like them too much or Jack! Jacob just rolled his eyes at me and said, “Hunter!” OK, I’d have to figure out this “in love” thing a lot better. And Dad did ask Jacob if his lessons with Gio were going well, too. Wow. Really Dad? And Dad said, “Jacob, I don’t think Hunter has told you, this, but I would like for you to work in a business I have after you turn 18. Hunter will work in the business, too. So, you would be working together. I hope you will consider this job. It would provide spending money for you when you’re in college. Your lessons with Gio will be helpful with this job.” OK. Time out. Am I being played? Well of course I’m being played. But how? Fast forward to next week. Wednesday was my 17th birthday. Cool. I was getting close to the magic 18. I figured the birthday celebration would be very low key, which was fine with me. I didn’t need a cake with candles, but would enjoy a nice meal somewhere with Dad and Jacob. I figured Phil wouldn’t be available. Jacob’s parents were much less possessive than Phil’s and since Jacob was already 17 they were even less possessive. I figured it would be a pretty normal day at school, but was looking forward to it and learning. Now that the Nerds/nerds and athletes had come together to push our teachers they had responded and were working much harder to teach us. Some of the teachers I had decided weren’t very good had now started to work with us and challenge us. This was a shock! Amazing, but wonderful! By coincidence we had a pep rally that afternoon for the athletic teams before big matches that weekend. I enjoyed seeing istanbul travesti all the athletes receive applause from the school and knew them all now. The wrestling team was a bit obvious in their hands raised over their muscular and tight bodies. I did plump up looking at them. They knew they were hot. And the basketball team was last. We stood up to a standing ovation. We were undefeated for the first time in the history of the school. I shone with pride. And then the principal of the school took the microphone from the head PE teacher and said, “I think some of you know that today is the birthday of one of the basketball team players. Let’s all sing happy birthday to Hunter Johnson”. Well, blow me away with a feather! The leader of the school chorus took the mic and the entire school started to sing happy birthday to me under his lead! I half wanted to sink into the floor, half wanted to soar in the air. I knew I had flushed totally red as a redhead can do. I simply had to endure this and the applause afterwards. After the pep rally and the end of school, other students came up to hug me and congratulate me. It seemed like hundreds of them did! I was so overwhelmed I knew I wouldn’t be good for anything after that. I checked out of practice and walked to the lake park not far from the school and my house. I needed a bit of solitude then to reflect, all by myself. The park wasn’t big, but it did have ducks and geese this time of year. Who was I? I had grown exponentially from when I turned 16. I was a different person. I loved my Dad and was grateful he had brought me out as a sexual person. I loved him and I was still turned on by him sexually and guess I always would be. I still loved Phil enormously and wanted to settle down with him as a couple. But the big guy’s sad smile told me that wasn’t going to happen. And Jacob drove me crazy. I still hated being in love with him. I had thought I was in love with Phil, and damn, the big guy pushed all of my buttons. But it was what it was, wasn’t it? I was in love with Jacob and not Phil. I had to accept that. And I had enjoyed the whole school singing to me on my seventeenth birthday today. I had enjoyed all the hugs and even affection. I had enjoyed having both nerds and athletes in my arms and feeling their warmth. At this point if I died, I would die happily. That morbid thought (?) was interrupted abruptly by a tongue licking me! I looked down to see a Golden Retriever had climbed up on me and was licking me! I had to chuckle. While I didn’t have pets, I did like animals and this dog seemed to be a great dog. I petted the dog and gave it (him?) scratches to its delight it seemed. Soon the owner came up to us and apologized saying that Zach (the dog) had gotten off his leash and was too friendly for his own good. I refused his apology and said I was very glad to meet Zach and gave Zach another scratch and pet to thank him. I then turned to his owner. His owner was a handsome older man. Maybe 50? He was dressed in a very British manner with a tweed coat and a cap. I realized I had heard a British accent in his speech as well. I shook his hand, and he had a nice hand and grip and introduced myself. He introduced himself as Jon Marsden and said he had just gotten off work and Zach had insisted on coming to the lake to chase the duck and geese. I had to smile at that and gave Zach more pets and scratches. His toothy dog smile was great. And then Jon (could I think of him as Jon or as Mr. Marsden?) looked at me closely and asked, “Apologies for asking but aren’t you on the high school basketball team? I think I have seen your picture in the local newspaper”. I had to confess that I was. Jon/Mr. Marsden seemed to gather himself a bit and then asked, “I don’t normally do this, but Zach is quite taken with you. Would you like to come to my house for a cup of tea? It is nearby” At that point my phone pinged. I got a text from Dad reminding me of our fancy supper out with Jacob for my birthday and the need to get home and dressed for that. “Mr. Marsden” I began, “Jon”, he corrected, “Today is my birthday and my Dad is taking me out for a meal. I need to get home and get dressed for that. Could I do a rain check on tea with you and Zach? I live nearby as well. Could I get your cell number and I’ll give you mine. I promise we’ll get together quite soon.” Well, he frowned a bit at first but then smiled. He really was a good-looking man when he smiled. He said, “Of course Hunter”. We exchanged numbers in our phones and then I had to run off to prepare for dinner with my hot dad and hot lover. But I was a bit wistful not to get to know Jon better. To be continued. hoo and do contribute to Nifty.

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