He Was Always Photogenic
Part 3
Dylan sat there, wide eyed, the sugar high setting in. But he was hoping for another type of high in the next half hour to an hour or so. This sexually charged high was preceded by the search for a condom in Riley’s room. “Hey Riles, do you have any condoms?”
“Riles? Condoms? I Like the Riles part, but are you ready for that?” replied Riley.
“Yeah, I think so!”
“Okay. I have a couple of ‘em in my drawer. Check there.”
Dylan yanked open the drawer, excited and partially afraid of loosing his virginity. He had never been with a girl, much less a guy. He was always looking forward to having, without my previous knowledge, sex with me. I wish I could just whisper in his ear … That’s the guy. Do it NOW! … But alas, I was sadly rejected for a chance to talk to him. Wherever I am right now, I am just watching him. I watch his movement as he ripped open the condom wrapper with his teeth, ripping it from his mouth and sputtering the trash out of it.
He placed the condom on the head of Riley’s seven-inch, hard cock, slowly unrolling it with his fingers. Once he reached about a quarter of an inch below the head, he engulf the throbbing member and pushed the ends of the condom down until Riles’ cock was protected and ready for action. He gave the shaft a quick lick up and a small kiss on the glans, and sat up “Indian-style.”
“Are you REALLY sure you want this Dylan?” questioned Riley.
“Yeah, I do.” replied Riley.
“Can I get you anything before we get started?”
“Well, do you know anything that might … um …”
“Take away the pain? I think. Hold on.”
Dylan sat up, slowly jerking his erection to keep it sporting. Riley hopped out of bed, and ran to dining room. He pulled out a bottle of vodka, pouring a few shots and setting them on a plate. He picked up the platter, and dashed to the bedroom. He set it down. “Bottoms up, Dyl.”
“Okay.”
He downed the drinks with ease, coughing a bit before reaching into the drawer next to the bed, finding a tiny tube of lube. He passed it to Riley, his arm shaking a bit. Riley poured some lube on his fingers, and slowly inserted one into Dylan’s rectum. In came the next finger. He tightened over his friend’s fingers, allowing himself to react to the new sensation he had never felt before. Riley started to slowly finger the brunette boy, making him-self even more turned on with every moan that escaped the boy’s mouth. He inserted a third finger, almost making Dylan cum right then and there.
Riley slowly slid out the fingers, and liberally applied some lubrication to his seven and a half inch cock. He brought Dylan’s legs above his shoulders, positioning his erect member right in front of the other boy’s anal cavity. He pushed in, watching the passionate expression that lay on the brunette’s face. Dylan’s seven and a quarter inch erection was throbbing, begging to be touched by the blonde haired beauty that was above him.
Riley pushed in and out, slowly fucking the tight ass that surrounded his tool. He began pumping faster, both boys moaning with passion. Sweat began to form on Dylan’s brow, and his breathing became hoarse. Riley grabbed his partner’s manhood, eager to make his partner cum first. His hand motions were slow at first, moving in time with his thrusts. As he sped up riding his partner, his hand motions became faster, running his whole fist up and down while slamming his boyhood into the slightly younger boy. His balls would tap Dylan’s rear every time he brought his thrusts, bringing both boys close to climax. Dylan shot first, all over Riley’s stomach and hand. This eventually led to the three-minute orgasm that caused Riley to see stars, coating Dylan’s insides with a thick, hot layer of cum.
“That was bitchin’.”
Dear readers – this time I want you to finish the final chapter in the story. Because I am a total freak at writing hardcore scenes, I need you to sum up (or write informally) how Dylan OR Riley will have sex with Ryan Sheckler. I want it done in either a really odd place like a balcony or even just a bathroom. A kitchen may be unsafe – not interested in one of my characters getting stabbed with a steak knife! Just include that. I will probably make a part 4A and 4B, for the tastes of those who appreciate it. Best sex scene idea writer will get their name posted in it. Thanks much, and send it to my email – [email protected]