Date: Sat, 27 Jan 2001 19:39:59 -0800 (PST) From: rimpigfl Subject: My Beautiful David Disclaimer: This is a story about love and sex between male who are related to each other and are different in age. I'm not going to tell you not to read it because if you got this far, you evidently want to. I hope you enjoy it. But it belongs to me and you can not copy or sell it. You can only read it for your own enjoyment. So get naked, lay down and enjoy yourself. RimPig My Beautiful David by RimPig 2001 My name is Bobby. This all starts when I was 12 years old. I already knew, even at that age, that I was different than other guys. I didn't like girls. What really turned me on was guys. And not guys my own age. Guys who were already men. Guys over 18 who had full grown muscles and beautiful, full grown cocks. I loved they way they looked. And I loved the way they smelled - especially when they were all sweaty from hard work, hard play or hard working out. The most beautiful male in the whole world to me, however, was my big brother, David. David was adopted by my parents when he was a baby because they thought they couldn't have any children of their own. But, as often happens, they were in for a little surprise - me! I came along when David was 10 years old. So there we were, two brothers who didn't look anything like each other. David has dark brown, almost black hair and the most beautiful dark blue eyes while I have my mom's blonde hair and green eyes. At that time, I wanted desperately to look like David. I thought that there had been some terrible mistake making me ugly. But I learned later that I wasn't at all - at least not to a lot of guys. They thought I was cute. But when I compared myself to David, I just didn't measure up. First of all, David was a lot taller than me. By the time he was 18, he was 6 foot 2 inches, while I've never grown any taller than 5 foot 7 inches. Secondly, David has broad shoulders and a massive chest covered with a light covering of dark hair that trails down his tight belly until it disappears into his crotch and grows into a dark bush in which rests a long, thick cock and large, eggshaped balls. I don't have much hair to speak of. Not even around my cock or under my arms. My ass is completely hairless. I was convinced I would never be the man that David is. And I'm slender and my cock, while proportional to my body, isn't the weapon that David carries between his legs. When I was very young, I used to try and follow David everywhere. I guess I was a real pain, the way most younger brothers are. Everywhere that David went, I wanted to go. The wonderful thing was that David never seemed to mind. He found time to play with me every day. He would take me in his arms and carry me around. God! How I loved having his strong arms around me! I would bury my face in the crook between his neck and shoulder and I would fill my senses with the scent of him. Sometimes, I would sneak into his room when he wasn't there, just to roll in his bed covers and smell his scent all around me. David was always there for me. If I hurt myself, it was always David I ran to and he would make it better. When I would have a nightmare, it was David's room I ran to. He would let me climb into bed with him, put his arms around me and I would fall back to sleep feeling his warmth all around me and the smell of him everywhere. It was some of my happiest childhood memories. When David was in high school, he was one of the most popular guys in the school. He was the quarterback on the football team and the captain of the wrestling team. He was always having guys over to the house. Many of them were really gorgeous. But David always seemed to me to be more beautiful than any of them. I was only 6 and 7 at that time, but David didn't demand that I leave him and his friends alone. In fact, he would tell the guys that I was "one of the gang" and none of them ever objected. I had great times hanging out with them, especially when they would come home after football or wrestling practice. I would be surrounded by 5 or 6 hot, sweaty male animals, all exuding a scent that caused my little boycock to get harder than a rock. I didn't make any connection then to sex. Oh, I'd started playing with my hard cock when I was 5 and already knew how much fun it could be. One day, when I was 6 and David was 16, I snuck into David's room while he was in the shower after wrestling practice. I found his jock on the floor, soaked in his sweat and what I now know were cum and piss stains. I lifted the jock to my nose and had an instant boner! The smell was overwhelming to me! So much so that I almost immediately stuck out my tongue and began to lick the inside of the pouch. I licked down to where the elastic straps connected to the bottom of the pouch. The smell was different there. I realized that this part of the jock rested against David's beautiful bubble-butt. The sweat and musk from David's asscrack drove me over the edge and, without touching myself, I had a dry orgasm while sucking on the corner of the pouch! Only at the last minute did I notice that the shower had stopped and I ran out of David's room just split seconds before he came out of the bathroom. But my happiness ended when I was 8. David turned 18 and went off to college. For almost four long years, I only saw David for holidays and for a short time during the summer. Because our parents weren't wealthy, David had to work his way through college and so he didn't have a lot of money to travel the 2,000 miles back home. But he called all the time and, whenever he did, he always spent time talking to me. And on my birthday there was always a present. He bought me my first football. And he would also occasionally write me very personal letters saying how much he missed me. I wrote him every week, telling him what was going on with me. There wasn't a lot to tell. As I grew older, I became more and more withdrawn. I spent most of my time studying. It wasn't that I didn't get along with the other guys, I just didn't like being around them because I would always get a hardon and I was afraid they'd find out that I was attracted to them. One day in the library I discovered a book which answered a lot of questions for me about myself. I was about gay men, and I realized that I was one of them. I was attracted to other guys. But I also knew what being queer would have done to my school life. And so I just withdrew into a life of studying and fantasy. But I was scared. I was terribly afraid that David would find out that not only was his brother was queer, but that I was in love with him. I'd loved him all my life, and as I learned about what guys could do to each other, I began to fantasize about doing those things with David. But I knew there was no chance that he would want to do those kind of things with me. I figured he'd hate me just for thinking about doing them with him. Then, one day when I was 12, David came home. He had graduated from college and came home to find a job and start getting his life together. At first I thought things would just go back to being the way they were, but I found that I was withdrawing from David. I couldn't talk to him anymore. I didn't want to be around him. I was so scared that he would find out that I was queer and hate me for it. David noticed how I'd changed and kept trying to get me alone to talk. But I would find some excuse not to be alone with him. I started to spend more and more time away from home, hiding out in the library or in the woods behind our house. My parents must have noticed as well because they both tried to talk to me about it. They somehow thought that I was angry at David for leaving to go to school. But I blew them off, too. I couldn't talk to anybody about my "secret shame". Finally, one night, when David had been home about a month, my parents went out for the evening and left David to take care of me. We had dinner together, during which David tried everyway he knew to get me to open up and talk. But I would only give him one word anwers and quickly ran up to my room, saying I was tired and wanted to go to bed. I lay there crying. I wanted to be near David so badly, but I didn't dare to. I knew I was hurting him, I could see it in those beautiful, sad blue eyes of his. But I would rather see them looking at me with sadness than with loathing and disgust if he ever found out how I really felt about him. I was so lost in my tears and misery, that I didn't hear David coming up the stairs and opening the door to my room. He heard my tears and saw me laying on the bed, my shoulders shaking with the horrible misery I was going through. He sat on the bed and, against my weak protest, took me in his arms and held me while I continued to cry. "What's wrong, Bro? What's happened? Please, tell me. I'll help, no matter what it is." he said. I buried my face in his strong chest. The scent of his body rose up in my nose and, in spite of my tears, I got a horrendous hardon. I tried again to push David away so he wouldn't see it, but he just held me all the tighter, refusing to let me go. My hard cock pressed against his leg, and I just couldn't understand why he couldn't feel it. "Come on. Talk to me, Bobby! Are you angry with me? Do you hate me for going away? Please, let me make it up to you! Let me help you!". I looked up into his eyes. I could see tears starting there. I was completely torn up inside. I didn't want to hurt him. But I didn't want him to hate me either! "I can't tell you!" I said. "You'd hate me if you knew what was wrong. And I couldn't stand that!" "Hate you?! I could NEVER hate you!" he vowed. "Nothing you could ever do could make me hate you - NOTHING!" "Don't bet on that!" I roared at him. "You don't know me! You don't know who and what I am!!!" "Yes, I do." he said in a soft, serious voice. "You are my little bro. I love you more than anybody else in the world. I would never do anything to hurt you and I could never hate you - no matter who or what you are. Now, tell me what it is that you're so afraid to tell me. I promise, no matter what it is, I won't hate you. I won't ever stop loving you." I stared up into his eyes, for a very long time. I knew he was telling the truth. He wouldn't hate me. But I figured he would want nothing more to do with me once he found out. Finally, the silence between us grew too great to bear and I very softly said: "I'm gay." A huge smile broke out on David's face. "Is that all?!!! I've known that for a long time. I didn't know you knew!" "What the fuck do you mean, you've known for a long time??!!" I was suddenly very angry. I thought he meant that I was such a sissy that he'd spotted me years before. "Don't get all pissed, bro!" he said smiling. "I saw the way you looked at the other guys I used to hang with. There's no mistaking that look. I just didn't realize that you knew what you were doing. I didn't know you'd come to that realization about yourself. Look, there's nothing wrong with being gay. Some people like one sex, some like the same sex. No big deal. If that's all it is, you've got nothing to worry about, I'm not going to stop loving you because of that!" "But that ISN'T all!" I said defiantly. "Ok, what else, bro?" he said, still smiling. I hesitated. This was going to be the most difficult thing I'd ever done in my life. How would he react to this "kid" saying that he loved him? Would he just laugh at me? Would he make fun of me? Would he reject me? I figured that was probably the most likely thing. He'd just say I was too young, and that would be that. But I'd come this far. I couldn't stop. I had to know. "I'm in love with you. I always have been. I know you probably think I'm too young, but this will never change. I'll never stop loving you. So you see, I haven't wanted to be around you 'cause I was afraid you'd know that...." I stopped. A strange look had come over David's face. A look I'd never seen before. He wasn't angry. And he definitely didn't look pissed off. It was kind of a tender softness, kind of like when he would sooth my fears from my bad dreams all those years ago. But with an intensity which sent a shiver of desire to pass through my body. "Are you sure? There must be guys your own age that you're attracted to. Haven't you ever had feelings for any of them?" he asked. 'Oh, fuck!' I thought to myself. It was just what I thought. He figures I'm too young and is trying to let me down easy! "No, David. There is nobody my own age I'm even the least bit interested in. Oh, yes, I was attracted to a couple of your friends when you were in high school. But that was just...Oh, I don't know...I just like the way they looked. But it was you that I loved. It was you I wanted. I've been fantasizing about you since I was 4 or 5." "God! I can't believe this..." he started to say. I interupted. "It's OK. I couldn't expect that you'd be gay, too. I understand. And I know you think I'm too young, and maybe I am. I thought my feelings would go away when you went away to school. But they didn't. In fact, they grew stronger. I'm sorry, David. I tried not to tell you any of this. I just figured that I could keep it to myself until you moved out again and got on with your own life. So just forget about all this. I'll stay away from you and I promise I won't embarrass you. No one will know you're brother's queer." I said, my tears starting to well up again. "And what will you do when everyone finds out that your brother is gay?" he said quietly. My head snapped up. I couldn't believe what I'd just heard. I opened my mouth to speak, but before I could, I felt David's lips covering mine and his tongue invading my mouth. My first real kiss - and from the man I loved most in the whole world. My eyes closed and my arms slipped around his neck. I began to suck on his tongue as it stroked the inside of my mouth. I felt his hands moving on my body until one finally rested on my hard cock. I moaned into his mouth and pressed my cock against his strong hand. His lips left mine and when I opened my eyes, I was looking directly into his beauiful blue ones - now sparkling with mirth. "Seems you have a rather large problem there, little bro! I didn't expect it would have grown so large!" he said, obviously pleased with his discovery. "That's from the constant exercise it got thinking about you while you were away." I giggled. "Oh, and were you able to remember me without smelling and sucking on my sweaty jock?" he asked slyly. I was dumbstruck! I had no idea that he had known about that! "But how...I didn't..." I stammered. "I saw you sneaking out of my room that day. I was mad at first, but when I got to my room I saw my jock laying on the floor and not in my gym bag where I put it. And when I felt it, it was still wet from where you'd licked it. I didn't say anything because I didn't know exactly why you'd done it then. I'd always noticed that whenever I'd hold you or hug you, you would always take a large intake of breath like you were smelling me, but I didn't know you realized what you were doing." he explained. "Yes, it's true. I always did love the scent of your body," I admitted. "But I always thought you didn't notice or care. I guess there was a lot of stuff going on between us that neither one of us was willing to talk about." I said. "Well, all that has to change now, bro. No more secrets. No more hiding our feelings. You don't know how many nights I spent wanting you but hating myself for wanting something that could hurt you. I didn't know how you'd feel. I didn't want to do something with you that you would end up having guilt about and hating me. I was hoping, too, that being away from you would change how I felt. But when I came home, I knew that my feelings would never change. And with the way you've been acting since I got home, I was going to tell you tonight that I was going to go back and get a job at school so that I wouldn't be around you anymore. I thought it would be best for both of us." "No!" I screamed, throwing my arms around his neck again and holding him as tightly as I could. "Please don't go away again. Don't EVER go away again!" I begged him. He held me tighly to him. "I promise, bro. I'll NEVER leave you again!" And then he began kissing me, all over my face and neck. The feeling of his warm lips against my skin soon had me moaning again. I guess I sounded like I was in pain. I was! I wanted him so bad it hurt. Though I had never had sex with anyone before, I knew a lot of what I wanted to do to him from some of the books I had found in the library. But I was scared. Putting book knowledge into actual practice, I wasn't sure if I could really be the kind of lover that David needed. But I knew I was willing to learn and would die trying! "David..." I softly moaned. "Mmmmm?" he mumbled, sucking gently on my neck. "Can we make love?" I asked with just a hint of trepidation in my voice. He raised his head and looked at me smiling. "And just what exactly do you think we're doing now?" he laughed gently. "Well, this is really nice. Don't get me wrong. But I want to see you naked. I want to be naked with you. I want to feel your body against mine. I want to do all the things I've been dreaming about and I want you to teach me how." "Oh, don't worry. I'll be only too happy to teach you, bro! But I can already tell it isn't going to take much to make you into the best lover on the face of the earth!" he swore to me. With that, he pushed me gently back on the bed and began to undress me. He pulled my shirt over my head, tossed it on the floor and began licking down my body. He started at my neck and moved down to my chest where he sucked gently on my small nipples. My body arched off the bed with the intensity of feeling which came from his gentle lips and teeth. I had no idea my nipples were that sensitive or I would have been playing with them long before this. Then David took my arms and pushed them above my head and began to sniff and gently lick at my armpits. It was a delicious feeling. Then I heard David deeply inhaling the scent of my pits. I hadn't taken a shower all day, so I knew they were quite fragrant. David raised his face and looked deeply into my eyes. "You smell really hot, bro! I love your boy smell. You never knew that while you were smelling me, I was getting a good whiff of you, did you?!" he grinned. "No, I had no idea! In fact, I pretty well thought that I was some kind of pervert for loving the smell of your body - especially when you were so hot and sweaty." I said softly. "Why do you think I always made sure to hug you when I was all sweated up, bro? I knew what you wanted. What you didn't know is that I always loved the same thing. I loved having you in my arms when you were all sweaty and I could smell that wonderful boy-smell about you! So, bro, if you're a pervert, then we're BOTH perverts!" And he began laughing. I started laughing, too. It was like the worst, darkest time in my life had just disappeared! I was in love with David and he was in love with me! And not only that, he wasn't at all put off by my little "perversion". Well, at least one of them. There were others I hadn't told him about yet. I figured one step at a time. David dipped his head down and started licking my pits again but I wasn't about to just lay there and let him have all the fun. I reached down an tried to push him on his back, but all I managed to do was to push him right off the bed so that he landed on his ass on the floor! "Well, if you wanted me to stop, you could have just said so!" he said to me, looking up from the floor with a hurt and confused look on his face. "Oh, God! No! David! I just wanted to get you on your back so I could get to your body, too!" I said appalled at what happened. David just sat there laughing at my dismay. I realized that he was just kidding so I picked up one of my pillows and smacked him over the head with it. "I really think, little bro, that we should maybe move into my room. I've got a much bigger bed than you do and we'd have a lot more room to play." "And it smells like you in that bed!" I exclaimed. "Just the way it did when I would sneak into it when you would go out early in the morning." "Now, that I didn't know! You little devil." he laughed getting up from the floor. "Well, let's go, lover." With this, he leaned over and picked me up in his arms and carried me to his room. How wonderful it felt to be in his strong arms again. But what was that he called me? Lover? Oh, God! It's true! My greatest dream was about to come true! I was going to be David's Lover! When we got to his room, David layed me on the bed and started to get undressed. "STOP!!!" I cried. "What's the matter?" he asked with his shirt pulled half-way up his ripped gut. "I want to do that!" I explained. "You don't know how long I've wanted to undress you!" "OK, bro!" he smiled. "I'm yours to do with whatever you want!" "You may regret THAT statement!" I giggled. "Oh, I don't think so!" he answered. I knelt on bed and reached for the bottom of his shirt. He leaned over to kiss the top of my head, but I quickly lifted my face and took his kiss on my mouth instead. I then went back to the fascinating task of getting David naked. I lifted his shirt over his chest. He lifted his arms and I had to stand up on the bed to get the shirt off over them. I took his shirt and pressed my face into it, smelling his scent on it. "You could get that from the source, bro." he grinned. "Yes, I know. And I intend to. But old habits die hard!" I laughed. I dropped his shirt to the floor and while he still had his arms above his head, I buried my face in his underarm hair. The warm, damp hair surrounded my face and I breathed deeply of his sweat. My mouth opened and I began to avidly lick at the warm, wet hairs. I quickly got lost in the scent and David very gently reminded me that there was another one just like it on the other side. I grinned up at him and quickly buried my face again in the other underarm. And he was right! It was just as fragrant and wet as the other one. I licked it until there was nothing else to lick from it. I then buried my face in the dark hairs on his chairs. It was thicker and more fragrant than I remembered. I took my tongue and combed through it searching for his nipples. I found the first one, and no more than my tongue touched it and it started to get erect and hard. I sucked hard on it and I heard David moan. "Bro! Where did you learn to do that?!" he moaned. I looked up. "Nowhere! I've never done this before. I'm just doing what I've dreamed about doing." "Well..." he said, "you just keep doing what you dreamed about and I'm guessing that I'm going to have very little to teach you!" I smiled to myself. I loved the fact that I was able to make him feel good and myself at the same time. I moved down and licked at the ridges on his washboard stomach, feeling his muscles tense as I did. I followed his trail of hair down to the top of his jeans. I looked up for permission to go further. David smiled down at me and gave me a slight nod. I immediately opened his belt and popped the top button on his jeans. I then took the two pieces of fabric, pulled them apart and popped open the rest of the buttons. His white jockey shorts pushed between the open fly of his jeans, bulging with heaviness of his cock. It was obvious that David wanted me as badly as I wanted him. I was surprised to see a spot of wetness soaking through his underwear where the head of his cock was. At first I thought it was piss, but it was clear. "What's that leaking out of your cock?" I asked. "That's pre-cum, bro." he answered. "Guys leak that when they get really turned on. Don't you?" "No." I answered. "But I've never shot cum from my cock yet." "Oh..." David said. "Don't worry about it, bro, I have the feeling you will soon." I went back to undressing him. I got off the bed and pushed him down on it. I got down and took his shoes and socks off and then began pulling off his jeans. He layed back and lifted his butt so that I could get them down his thick, muscular thighs. This left his white jockys. I leaned forward and buried my face in them, smelling his hot crotch and the smell of his pre-cum and a few dried spots of piss. It was an aroma that immediately sent chills down my spine and an almost electric jolt through my hard cock. I began to lick his underwear until his cock was outlined in my spit. As I licked his cock through his underwear, David reached down and gently ruffled my hair. It was the most wonderful feeling. In that small gesture, he was telling me how much he loved me and how great I was making him feel. Finally, I reached up and grabbed the elastic waistband and began pulling his jockeys down past his hard cock and churning balls. He lifted up and I pulled them down off his legs. I put my face into the pouch and smelled the wonderful scent there. I also put my face into the seat and smelled that wonderful musk that only comes from a male ass. David watched me, a knowing smile on his face which I saw when I finally looked up. I sheepishly grinned back, pushed his knees apart and buried my nose in his balls. The scent of his sweaty balls was better than the best cologne. I stuck out my tongue and began to lick them. David immediately started moaning and I noticed his cock jumping and leaving splatters of pre-cum on his washboard stomach. The crystal drops clung to the hairs of his treasure trail like rain after a summer shower. David didn't leave me to my occupation very long. He sat up, hooked his hands under my arms and lifted me bodily back up onto the bed. "My turn, little bro!" he said. He began to lick my chest and down my flat stomach. He took off my shoes and opened my jeans. He then pulled on the legs and slipped them off me, throwing them on the floor. He reached for my jockeys and pulled them down an off as well. I lay there naked with my hard cock pointing towards my chin while I watched David put my underwear to his nose and take a deep whiff of my scent. He looked over the white material and winked at me. "Really nice, bro!" he said He threw them on the floor and leaned down and, spreading my legs, began licking my almost hairless balls. He gently laved them and then sucked them both into his mouth, rolling them around with his tongue. I lay there moaning, finally understanding how intense this could feel. To my surprise, he began to lick lower, below my balls to that patch of skin between my balls and my ass. This felt wonderful, too. But he didn't stop there. He licked lower and began to drag his tongue through the cleft of my ass. This was something I never dreamed of! I felt his wet tongue washing over the crack of my ass and touching the sensitive circle of my butthole. He began to run his tongue around my hole and, as he did, my whole body sensation centered on my butt for the first time in my life. Oh, I'd fingered my hole a few times while I played with my cock. But never did it feel like this! As David continued to lick, I felt my hole begin to relax until, all of a sudden, I felt David's tongue slip inside. I felt his tongue begin to scaped gently at the inside of my hole and the sensitive walls of my ass. I couldn't believe the sensation! The more he licked, the more my ass hole opened until I was sure David's entire tongue was completely inside. My cock, at the same time, was getting as hard as it had ever been in my entire life. I began to feel like I was going to cum without even touching myself. "Oh, David! Stop! Please!" I begged. He looked up from between my legs, his face covered with his own spit with his tongue hanging out. He looked at me questioningly. " What's wrong? Am I hurting you?" he asked with concern written all over his face. "No, I'm afraid I'm going to cum and I don't want to yet!" I begged. David crawled up over me and covered me with his body. He took me in his arms and leaned down putting his lips to mine. I licked his lips, tasting my own ass for the first time. I liked the taste, especially when he put his tongue in my mouth and I began to suck on it. I pushed him over on his back and dove for his crotch. I wanted to taste his ass. And I wanted to taste it NOW! I pushed his legs apart and again began licking at his balls. I began licking lower, just as David had done. I soon reached he tip of his ass and David spread his legs farther and raised them, spreading his ass for me to have complete access to this most secret part of his male body. The musky smell of his ass hit my nose like a sledgehammer! I'd never smelled his ass this close and the sweat, musk and maleness of him overwhelmed me! I buried my face in his ass and began frantically licking trying to get to my tongue into every part of his fragrant asscrack. I licked through the dark hairs, combing through them with my tongue, wetting them and creating swirls of wet hair. Finally, I focussed on his dark brown, wrinkled hole. I licked at his moist hole, pushing my tongue into his hole. It went in easily and I began to lick out the inside of his ass. The tangy taste was driving me crazy! I licked like a starving man finally getting food. I wanted to crawl bodily up his ass. I would have stayed there all night if David hadn't reached down and pulled my face out of his ass. "There's a lot more fun we can have, bro!" I smiled sheepishly and crawled back up into his arms. He leaned down and kissed me, tasting his ass from my lips and tongue. I lost myself in his arms and his kiss. He gently slid his hand down and began stroking my hard cock. I did the same to him. Finally, he broke the kiss and slid down my body and gently took my cock into his warm, wet mouth. I can't describe the feeling! It was so intense! Never in my life had anything felt that good on my cock! The warmth, the wet, the gentle sucking pressure. I knew I was going to cum any second! This is evidently exactly what David had in mind. As I moaned and writhed in pleasure, he increased his sucking and began using his tongue to bathe the head of my cock. This was all it took. I lost myself in my orgasm, screaming out David's name as my cock throbbed in his mouth. He finally moved up the bed and kissed me deeply. I sucked on his tongue, and tasted something that was sharp and starchy but somehow sweet. I didn't know what it was. I pulled back from the kiss and looked at David questioningly. "What was that?" "Well...maybe you never had before, bro, but you just shot your wad of cum for the first time! You taste the last of your own cum. Tasted wonderful, didn't it?" "God! Yes! Does yours taste like that?" I asked eagerly. "Well...there's one way to find out!" he grinned at me devilishly. I pulled out of his arms and dove on his cock. I sucked it into my mouth but I could only get about 2 of his 10 inches in my mouth. "Take it easy, bro. Just suck gently on it and let it slowly slip deeper into your mouth." he said, teaching me how to suck his cock. I began to suck gently and after a short time, I found that I could take more of it in. Oh, no where near all of it, but from the moans that David was making, it was enough. I was careful to keep my teeth out of the way because I didn't want to hurt this most marvelous part of David's body. Within a very short time, David was moving his hips and gently fucking into my mouth. I could hear his moans and could taste more and more of his pre-cum. "You better pull off if you don't want a mouthful of cum, bro!" he grunted through clenched teeth. I redoubled my efforts and clung tenatiously to his cock. I DID want a mouthful of David's cum. And I was shortly to have my wish. His cock grew harder and harder and finally the first volley of cum shot into the back of my throat. This was quickly followed by 4 more. I thought I was going to drown in David's cum until I remembered to swallow. I took all his sweet cum in one gulp. Another twitch of his cock sent another load into my mouth which proved to be the last. David gradually relaxed back on the bed and I crawled up the bed and put my mouth over his. I let the last of his cum drip from my tongue into his mouth. "Mmmmm!" David exclaimed. I settled into his arms and he gently kissed me on the forehead. We would have stayed like that for hours, but suddenly, we heard a loud pounding at the front door. David jumped from the bed and looked out the window. "There are two police cars in the driveway!" David exclaimed. "Oh God! Are they here to arrest us?" I asked. "No, we haven't done anything wrong. And certainly nobody knows about what we just did but us! We better get dressed and see what they want." Said David quickly pulling on his pants. He leaned out the window and hollered that he would be right down. I got of the bed and started pulling on my pants as well. By the time I got downstairs, there were two policemen talking to David in very hushed tones and David looked like someone had punched him in the stomach and he lost his breath. "What is it, David? What's wrong?" I asked, terribly afraid of what he would answer. END OF PART I If you want to comment, and I love comments, write me at rimpigfl@yahoo.com. Flames will be ignored.