Date: Tue, 13 Sep 2022 20:01:00 +0200 (CEST)
From: karcamel@tutanota.com
Subject: IT ALL STARTED IN A TREEHOUSE Part 3

IT ALL STARTED IN A TREEHOUSE


PART 3


       Who's so goddamn crazy to lick another's ass? I was thirteen, like
Mike, and he wanted to lick my ass. I brought my hips up against his face
to tell him to let it happen and I want what he was doing. It actually felt
really nice. I wondered if I would lick him? I don't think so. I don't
think I could lick anyone's ass. But I had an infernal erection and while
Mike licked my ass he took my dick in his hand. His tongue fucked my ass
while he jerked me off. I realized our friendship wasn't quite ordinary.

       Mike continued licking my ass until he got on my back and asked if I
liked it. I answered yes. I asked if you liked to lick ass in general, or
specifically my ass.

       "Either one," Mike said.

       "How could I possibly say anything? Nobody has ever licked my ass
before." I was surprised, and at the same time, I was happy that this had
happened.

       "Alright. If your ass is being licked, is that okay?"

       "I don't know. I guess so."

       "If I lick your ass, is that okay?"

       "Well, that's cool."


       "I guess you're not quite ordinary." I said.

       "Neither do you." He replied.

       "How the hell could I be normal when I have friends like this?" I
said half laughing.

       "What's normal like?"

       "One who..." My words caught in my throat. I would've liked to say
that a normal person is someone who doesn't jerk off before going to sleep
and doesn't dream about his friend. But that was me. "Someone... ordinary."
I said.

       "Like what?

       (Damn! I was literally forced to say this.)

       "Unless they feel something."

       "Feel what?"

       "Well, damn the connection, the friendship, the feeling of
togetherness. Similarity. Infatuation. Something I can't say here!

       "Passion?"

       "Yes! Passion! But how the hell two boys with each other..." I felt
completely stupid for arguing about something I had already started. It was
hard to admit I had a crush on the boy.


       I was lying there with my pants at my ankles, my cock standing up
without underwear. I couldn't really speak anything sensible. Mike pressed
his mouth to mine and licked my lips. I remembered he had just licked my
ass. He now kissed and licked my mouth with the same mouth. It felt
completely stupid. There were crazy and wonderful elements to
everything. Negative and positive. Good and bad, and not really even bad,
but bad in a fun way.

       We were lying together on his bed holding each other. I had no
pants, and Mike had no shirt. Mike asked me nothing. He took off his shorts
and looked me in the eyes as if to ask if it was Ok. Since he didn't have a
shirt on in the first place, he lay on his side next to me completely
naked, I still had my shirt on.

       Mike was actually lying next to me completely naked. I couldn't
understand his courage. Of course, if he'd licked my anus, kissed me, and
we'd jerked off together, that might give some indication of what to
expect. But even though I was young, just a little boy in my mind, I knew
this wouldn't end here, more would happen.

       Mike asked me to stay where I was for a while and went to the
kitchen. He came back with a small bottle of olive oil in his hand and said
that it crowns everything. I really couldn't even imagine how olive oil
would be related to everything. I didn't look behind me, but apparently, he
had oiled his finger and inserted it into my ass hole. I freaked out.

       "Quite a funny feeling. Right?" He said.


       Finger in my ass. Deep. What can you say to that? I knew our game
wasn't over.

       "Very nice of me." I replied as he twirled his finger there. It
really was.

       "How about this?" He asked, and I felt him stick two fingers into
me. He moved them back and forth.

       "Hmmm" I replied. "It's pretty nice, if I may say so." And indeed it
was.

       "So what's now?" Mike asked when I felt three fingers deep in my
ass. Of course, it was quite painful, but at the same time terribly
arousing. The boy I just befriended had just stuck his fingers in my ass,
and I had let it happen without the slightest resistance. It felt damn
good.

       It all happened in such a strange haze that I couldn't even think
about Mike pouring oil on his cock, and I finally asked;

"Are you going to stick it in my Ass? You're gonna fuck me?"

       "Hanky? Fuck? Never, ever Imagine, that what we are experiencing is
fucking. We're going to make love, Mike said and began to push his thin but
otherwise adult-sized penis inside my ass.

       He spread my buttocks with his hand and guided his greased member
directly against my ass I felt the knob of his cock against my hole, and
then it began to flow inside. Three fingers were more than a 13-year-old's
cock. As Mike began to push himself in, sliding in felt much easier than
fingers. His organ was thin, but it was long compared to his fingers, and
sunk deeper. When he pushed into me, I felt something strange in my lower
abdomen. The slippery cock tickled something I hadn't even known about.

       He spread my buttocks with his hand and guided his greased member
directly against my ass. I felt the knob of his dick against my hole, and
then it began to slide inside. Three fingers were more than a 13-year-old's
cock. As Mike began to push himself in, its sliding in felt much easier
than fingers. His member was thin, but it was long compared to his fingers,
and sunk deeper. When he pushed into me, I felt something strange in my
lower stomach. The slippery dick tickled something I hadn't even known
about.

       Although I understood what was happening, it was hard to believe it
happened. It was all true, but I really couldn't understand how it had
ended up in that situation. I like girls, and I'm boyish, gay is just a
joke, and... Mike was fucking my ass. And that's not all, it felt damn
good.

       "Hanky, do you know me?" Mike breathed into my ear.

       "Yeah, but.."

       "What but? Concentrate!"

       I felt his thin, stiff cock sliding back and forth in my ass.

       "We should definitely..." I said panting.

       "Change position?"

       "Yes." I said and got up on my fours. Mike guided his cock inside me
again and placed his hands between my lower stomach and upper thighs. He
fucked me with steady thrusts, and it felt incredibly wonderful. The light
falling from the window cast a shadow on the wall from which I saw two
silhouettes having sex. I saw how the penis of the one in the back came out
of the other one and pushed back into hiding.

       I bent down and put my head on the pillow. My body moved back and
forth with his thrusts as I was fucked. My ass was still up, and Mike was
fucking me greedily. He picked up his pace, and I could hear his panting
getting louder and heavier all the time. He pressed his hips against my ass
cheek with harder and harder thrusts. The bed springs creaked and banged. I
felt his cock swell in my ass until it started to twitch and throb.

       "Aaaah!" He screamed as the first spurt shot out of the hole at the
end of his cock.

       Mike continued to thrust wildly. I could feel him shooting a hot
stream of semen up my ass, and then another and another. It was an
incredible feeling. Another boy shot me in the ass. My ass was what he
wanted. I was the one he wanted.

       "Ooooh, fuck, Hanky!" Mike screamed and howled as his orgasm
stretched my hole. I didn't think I was gay, but if being gay is like this,
I wanted to be one. I fell onto my stomach on Mike's bed, and Mike fell
onto my back. His dick was still in my ass.

       I wondered if it was my turn. Would it finally be the moment when I
would get to fuck? I would've done anything to fuck that friend of mine. I
was so horny that I almost cum just thinking about it.

TO BE CONTINUED

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