This is the continuation of the first story I've ever posted. Constructive comments are welcomed.
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Popular Boys: Harrison and Josh, PART III by: antinoos_ad@hotmail.com (t/t, celeb, fanfic, HS, oral, mast)
Note This story picks up right were Part II left off.
Harrison couldn't believe what he was hearing. Could it be possible that Josh Ford was insecure about his sexuality? After having experienced Josh's love-making firsthand, Harrison new that Josh had nothing to worry about. Still, he couldn't help but wonder where this was going to lead. He liked Josh, but should he hope that this fooling around became a regular thing? He'd never thought about guys this way before. On the other hand, he'd never had sex before either, and he'd definately loved it. Harrison decided to file these thoughts away for later and just enjoy the moment, after all, it might not happen again.
"It was great, Josh," Harrison finally said while running his hand over Josh's chest, "how can you even ask me that?"
"I just wasn't sure if you'd resent me for moving in on you like that, you know? I'm not used to being open about liking guys. And I've never done anything like that with a guy. I'm . . . I'm glad it was you, Harrison," Josh answered as he circled Harrison with his arms. This time the kiss was definitely mutual.
As Harrison's tongue explored Josh's mouth, he could taste traces of his own cum. His first thought was of his disgust at the very idea of eating his own cum. Still, Josh was one hell of a kisser, so he didn't pull away. After a moment he decided it wasn't that bad, an odd taste maybe, but not a bad one. Besides, Josh seemed to have enjoyed it. Losing himself again in the kiss, Harrison felt his cock start to rise again. His hands, which had been moving in circles around Josh's back, began moving lower. When they reached the waistband of his shorts, Harrison hesitated for a moment, then slipped his hands inside to cup Josh's firm ass.
Josh gave a soft grunt as Harrison pulled them closer together, their cocks rubbing together through his silky gym shorts. This was getting to be too much for Josh. He pulled his head back from Harrison, breaking their lip-lock and leaving them both gasping for air.
"Harrison," Josh began, still holding him close, reveling in the feeling of Harrison's hands on his naked buttocks.
"What, Josh, did I do something wrong?" Harrison asked, unsure why Josh had pulled away.
"No, God no. I just . . . I need to ask you something," he said, looking into Harrison's eyes. He couldn't help but think how cute that puzzled expression was on Harrison's face. "I love touching your body Harrison, it's amazing the way it feels," he rubbed Harrison's thigh, "the way it tastes," he bent to briefly lick Harrison's neck, "but I need you to do something for me."
"Wh-what's that?"
"I need you," he said taking one of Harrison's hands out of his shorts and moving it around to clasp it in front of him, "to touch me," he finished pressing the hand into his own groin. "Please, Harrison."
Harrison was moved by the pleading in Josh's voice, and the naked need in his eyes. Anyway, it was only fair that he help Josh get off, after Josh had sucked him so enthusiastically. Besides, the idea of playing with Josh's dick was no longer repellent, as it once had been. Instead, Harrison was finding himself intrigued, even aroused by the idea of playing with another guy's cock. Was it just because it was Josh's and they were sharing a moment of passion, or had Josh wakened something in him that he'd never suspected was there? Something else for Harrison to consider later, right now he wanted to simply feel.
Harrison didn't say a word to Josh. He simply put a hand on Josh's chest and gave a (mostly) gentle shove, pushing him down to the bench behind him. Harrison moved to sit beside him, but thought better of it. Instead, he knelt on the floor in front of Josh, so that he was eye-level with the bulge in Josh's shorts. After all, if he was going to do this, he might as well do it right.
"You know, if you really don't want to do this," Josh began.
"Hey!" Harrison interrupted, "I didn't get to talk during your administrations, I expect the same courtesy." He smiled his winning smile and Josh's heart melted a bit more, "you don't really want to distract me while I'm handling such sensitive areas do you," he ended with a chuckle and turned his attention back to Josh's groin.
He reached out his hand and gently grasped Josh's hard dick through the thin layers of his shorts and jockstrap. Josh's cock was about 6.5" long, slightly smaller than Harrison's. Harrison could tell that whereas his cock was circumcised, Josh was uncut. This was easy to see thanks to the copious amounts of cum soaking through Josh's shorts. Their surface was wet and warm, but not unpleasant. Harrison idly wondered what it would be like to play with Josh's foreskin, what sort of sensations would it produce? He tightened his grip on Josh's penis and began rubbing up and down the length with his thumb. As he did this, Josh leaned back, resting his weight on his arms, and sighed with pleasure. Shortly, his breathing became heavier, and he started pressed his groin into Harrison's hand.
Harrison took this as a sign that it was time to move to the next stage. Removing his hands from Josh's cock, he slid them upwards and tucked his thumbs beneath the waistband of Josh's shorts, indicating to Josh that he should lift his ass from the bench. Harrison moved with care, lowering the waistband of the red gym-shorts as slowly as his aroused state allowed him to. He wanted to savor this moment. At last, the shorts were past Josh's knees, and slid gently to the floor, settling around Josh's ankles. Josh quickly kicked them off and sat back on the bench, waiting eagerly for Harrison's next move.
The sight that now greeted Harrison's eyes was truly an amazing one. He dearly wished he had a camera with him, because this had to be the hottest thing he'd ever seen in his life. Josh Ford, the hot-jock-football player was seated on a weight bench before him. Josh's body gleamed with a sheen of sweat, from his blond hair down to his bare feet. His pecks were gorgeous, and the pale treasure-trail on his stomach now led to a white-jockstrap. The jockstrap barely managed to contain Josh's powerful erection and, thanks to the copious amounts of cum that saturated it, did nothing to conceal its contours. Harrison shuddered with pleasure, and felt a tingling building in his groin. He was amazed that the mere sight of someone, especially a guy he'd know for years, could do this to him.
Josh cleared his throat, bringing Harrison out of his trance-like survey of his body. Giving Josh a roguish grin, Harrison again knelt between his legs, feeling almost as if he were worshipping the hard body before him. He idly tickled the light blond hairs scattered around Josh's thighs as he shifted his body in closer to Josh. Josh's buttocks, framed as they were by the jockstrap, drew Harrison's hands to them like a magnet. As his hands began kneading Josh's muscle-solid globes, he moved his head so that he could gently tongue Josh's navel.
Josh reached out to run one of his hands through Harrison's light-brown hair as this amazing boy continued to explore Josh's body. He was so overcome by the sensations Harrison was causing, that he didn't even realize that his hand was smoothly but insistently urging Harrison's head back down in the direction of Josh's groin. Harrison, willing to take his cue from Josh's needs, obediently began kissing and licking his way down Josh's love-trail. He stopped his tongue treatment when he reached the waistband of Josh's jockstrap. Then, working on pure instinct and mutual-need, he nuzzled his face against the dick that seemed to be straining to free itself from its cotton prison. Harrison inhaled deeply, taking in the musky scent of mingled sweat and cum, and began sliding Josh's jockstrap off from the back. The feel of his hot breath against Josh's dick was almost too much for the jock. He (barely) managed to keep himself from cuming right then. Knowing that the best was yet to come he steeled himself, and helped Harrison remove the soaked cotton of his jockstrap, freeing his cock at last. Upon it's release, Harrison's hands went immediately to the heated organ before him. He wrapped one hand around the base of the cock, as the other ran freely up and down its length. Josh's dick was already slick with cum and precum, making it easy to manipulate. The difficulty came in helping Josh to hold off his orgasm long enough for Harrison to thoroughly explore his new toy. Harrison loved the feel of Josh's dick; hot and firm, but with silky smooth skin. Sure, one could say the same about his, but there was something more exciting about feeling these qualities in someone else's organ. It was titillating, it was naughty, it was fun. The blond bush of hair surrounding Josh's cock was thick and full, but stopped short of his balls, which were completely smooth. Harrison found himself fascinated by Josh's foreskin. The way he could move it back and forth over the head of Josh's dick, covering and uncovering it thrilled him. He fought the urge to say "peek-a-boo" every time the head was revealed again, a thought which brought a small chuckle from his throat. From the far-away look on Josh's face when Harrison performed this movement for a few moments, he was enjoying it even more than Harrison was. Of course, Harrison was quite obviously enjoying it. His dick had been hard all the while he was feeling Josh's body. When he began playing with Josh's foreskin, Harrison's own cock began leaking precum down his thigh. Harrison loved the feel of Josh's dick too much to let go his grip on it. However, thinking of the pleasantly musky scent he'd noted earlier, and remembering what Josh had earlier done to him, he lowered his head to Josh's balls and began licking them. He covered the entire sack with tongue strokes, over and over, all the while still jacking Josh's cock. He knew that Josh couldn't hold back much longer, his ever-more frenzied groans of pleasure were proof enough of that. So, careful to keep his strokes firm and his rhythm even, his mouth left Josh's balls. Looking at the beautiful cock before him, Harrison came to a decision; he wanted to taste Josh's cum.
The head of Josh's cock was leaking copious amounts of precum as Harrison's lips moved towards it. He hesitantly planted his lips dead-center, kissing the head of the dick. His tongue darted out gave Josh's cock-lips a few licks. Josh let out a low groan and managed to gasp, "God, Harrison, I'm not going to last much longer. Do that again, and I'm going to cum right on your tongue." Harrison, who'd decided he liked the taste of Josh's cum much more than his secondary taste of his own (Josh's was saltier), didn't think that would be a bad thing. Still, he'd hoped to delve into more areas of Josh's dick than just the lips. He allowed his tongue to move down Josh's cock-head and (moving the foreskin carefully back, while still continuing his jacking motions) around and underneath of the sensitive rim. That was it for Josh, he had to give in to his orgasm. As his body spasmed in waves of pleasure, his cock fired large shots of cum all over Harrison's face and into his hair. Harrison managed to catch a couple of shots on his tongue, but the rest was all over him and Josh. As Josh's orgasm finally ceased, he drew Harrison up to the bench with him. The sight of Harrison John, with his face covered by Josh's own cum was incredibly exciting for Josh. It was as if he'd marked this cute boy as his own. It was a pity they'd have to clean it off before they could leave the weight room. The two boys kissed passionately for a few moments, then Josh licked Harrison's face clean to their mutual enjoyment. Despite the need obvious in Harrison's still hard cock, the two boys both knew that they should get out of the school before it was locked up for the weekend. Harrison picked up Josh's discarded shirt to clean the cum off of his lover's torso and groin. Josh took the shirt from him to get the remaining cum out of Harrison's hair. During this time neither of the boys said a word. Finally, when they both were reasonably clean, although still sweaty and naked, Josh spoke up. "Looks like I still owe you one Harrison. You've only cum once to my twice." Harrison grinned, "when can I expect to collect on that?" "I don't know about you, dude, but I gotta eat something . . . other than you that is . . . before we do anything else." "Hmmm, good idea, I certainly want you to keep your strength up, you're gonna need it." Josh laughed and slapped Harrison on the back, "come on then, why don't we go to the diner in town, and then . . . huh, where are we going to go then?" "My house. My mother's away at a pharmacist's convention this weekend. You can stay over with me. We'll just stop by your house to get you a couple changes of clothes and let your family know." "I can call my family from the diner, and why exactly will I need clothes?" Josh put his arm around Harrison and the two started to move to the exit. "Uh, Josh," Harrison said just as they reached the door to the hallway. "Yea, Harrison?" "Shouldn't we put our pants back on before we leave?" he managed as a fit of laughter overcame him. The two boys hastily threw on their shorts and moved through the hallway to the locker-room. There they changed back into their school clothes and grabbed their bags. Then they walked (reasonably certain there was no one to see them at the school at this hour on a Friday), arms around each other's waists, out to Josh's car and drove off.
END PART III (We're not done yet. More ups & downs, bad pun intended, are on their way) There's more to come. Feel free to email comments to antinoos_ad@hotmail.com, flames will be ignored.