Those Little White Shorts by Chris James    Those Little White Shorts
by Chris James

Chapter Three



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Young Boys/Older Boys
Drama
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Rated Mature 18+

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The pretense was gone ... they were lovers now. For Steve that would mean learning how men pleased one another, for Dan it was learning to be patient. Now Steve wanted to do it all and he wanted it right now. Fortunately better judgment would prevail.

Dan worried about spending more time with Steve ... what would Barry think? He didn't think his nephew would out Steve at school or to the others, they were too close for that. But Steve was worried what everyone thought and Dan knew that would cause issues if they were discovered.

Issues, things like the fact that he had an illegal relationship with a fifteen year old boy. His sister would go ballistic if she ever found out. Most of the boyfriends had been legal and she'd met a few, but now this thing with Steve ... no way could he let her find out.

Dan was a little over twice Steve's age and yet felt just as young and giddy about their relationship as if he were still a teenager. But the one thing teenagers could do was have sex all night long; Dan was facing his limitations when it came to keeping up with Steve.

Kissing only seemed to leave them both wanting more. Like a small child Steve straddled Dan's hips as he was carried back to the bedroom. Dan managed to drop his shorts after fishing the condoms and small bottle of lube out of the pocket, then tossed them on the bed.

Now there was no denying that they were two guys in deep lust as Dan lay him on the mattress, pulled off his shorts and pressed his cock into Steve's stomach. They had to slow down or their first full joining would be quick on Dan's part and painful on Steve's.

Dan held Steve's arms down and tongued his skin, starting at the neck and working his way down the smooth hairless chest. The boy's nipples were like soft pink targets drawing him in, making him want to suck and nibble both before he could do anything else.

The science of what they'd done was gone, now it was all driven by passion and Dan excelled in that dimension. Steve was fortunate to have him as a teacher. Someone less experienced might hurt the boy, might push the envelope to the breaking point ... but not Dan.

And when Steve's cock finally slid down Dan's throat he looked up and saw Steve's eyes full of passion and ... something else which he could only describe as desire. Steve watched the sucking, it was thrilling, and like a performer Dan did his very best to entertain. But just sucking the boy to an orgasm wasn't enough, it was time to show Steve what sex really felt like.

Dan sucked the length and then slurped his way right off the end, allowing it to slap back down on Steve's stomach.

"Oh God ... why'd you stop? I was getting there," Steve said.

"Yeah, I could feel that ... I don't want it to be that easy. I want to rock your world and give you something to remember, this is a special night," Dan said.

With a little smile Dan raised the boy's legs and took those fat balls in his mouth. Steve groaned and laid his head back on the pillows. All mine, Dan thought ... all mine. The urge to deflower the boy that very second was strong and he would in just a few moments if Steve allowed, but first things first.

Dan allowed his saliva to drool down Steve's balls and into the crease below, and then his tongue followed it right down into the crack. Soft fine hairs surrounded the target and Dan swept right past them and tongued his way right into the core of Steve's being.

The groan that produced was long and sexy, Steve loved it. Dan pushed the boy's legs back until his knees almost rested on his chest and then feasted on his ass. Steve responded by opening wide to allow greater pleasure. Two minutes of that and Dan could feel Steve's body tremble, he was hot, loaded with passion and there was no time like the present.

Dan searched the bed covers for the condoms and pulled them towards him. Steve's feet were on Dan's back, while that incessant tongue was still buried in him. Dan covered his erection first with a condom and then with a squirt of lube, and now he was ready.

"I won't hurt you ... but you're ready as hell for this."

"You're going to fuck me ... oh yeah, I want to feel it ... go on," Steve said.

Dan pressed his cock against the hole and leaned down a bit until he felt the pressure. Gazing into Steve's eyes he looked for rejection and found none. All he could see was the blaze of passion and so Dan fed it, one inch at a time.

Steve would grimace a little and Dan would pause to allow him to get used to the fullness. And every time he saw that contented smile he would move in deeper.

"Oh fuck ... it feels huge," Steve gasped.

"Relax ... you can handle it, your body is adjusting," Dan said.

"This is the hard part I guess ... " And Steve stopped talking to groan.

Dan took five minutes to fully seat his cock, but then he was all the way in and Steve was still smiling.

"You got all of me, sweetie ... now comes the fun part," Dan said.

Steve reacted as expected, he groaned and moaned as Dan slowly withdrew, stopping only with an inch still embedded.

"Don't pull out ... don't ... "

And then Steve trembled and sucked in his breath as Dan slid back in.

"Oh yeah ... fuck that feels so damn good," Steve hissed.

A slow steady in and out could have been the way their first experience ended but Steve cranked it up a notch. Dan slid in and the boy grabbed his face, pulling him down for a kiss. Their lips ground together and Steve's hands slid down to Dan's butt, pulling him in hard, tight and getting every inch he could.

Steve came up for air. "Yeah, it's good ... I can't believe you're all the way inside of me."

"Your turn coming up next, if you want it," Dan said.

"Oh yeah, I gotta know what it feels like."

Dan backed out and began to move faster. "It feels like a hot boy's bottom, and when I'm done you'll beg for more."

"Oh God ... yeah, fuck me good," Steve moaned.

Dan felt the climax approaching, he wouldn't put it off. But he was moving at a good pace now, Steve was going wild, and when he was done Dan knew the boy would get his. Just a few more strokes ... and then Dan groaned with his orgasm which made Steve grin.

Dan lay down panting, and Steve showed his appreciation for all that hard work with a couple of sloppy wet kisses. Dan sat up and nodded, handing Steve a condom.

"Do your best on me, you earned it," He said.

Steve rolled the condom on and sat up. No post sexual lethargy here, Dan could see the boy was rarin to go. Ah the resiliance of youth, he was gonna get fucked good and hard.

Dan lay down and Steve grabbed his legs. "I won't hurt you, promise," He grinned, and raised the legs up high. Dan gasped as Steve lowered his head and began to lick his asshole, that was unexpected. But God it felt good, the boy was a risk taker.

But the licking didn't go on long, Steve was too hot to wait. He squirted the lube and pressed his cock against Dan. With eyes closed to savor the moment, Steve slid in without hesitation and kept on pushing until he was all the way home.

"Oh fuck ... it's hot in there," The boy groaned, and then he began to move.

It could have taken three minutes, but Steve lasted almost ten. The ride he took varied in speed and intensity, but when he was done Dan knew he'd been fucked well and good, beginner's luck. This time Steve groaned and filled the condom before collapsing.

"Damn ... damn," Steve was panting hard.

"Three times in one day, that was a pretty damn good finale," Dan said. He took a hand towel and removed the condom from Steve's cock, watching it slowly deflate.

"Oh yeah, I never felt anything like that before. You know, I never thought getting fucked would feel that good."

Dan chuckled. "You were too busy trying to convince me you were chasing girls."

"Yeah ... sorry," Steve said. "You know how it is, all I've ever seen is negative shit about being gay."

"You might still be straight, you haven't tried anything with a girl yet."

"Oh you are not right, what did we just do?" Steve laughed.

"You just had your first real sexual encounter, but with a man. Are you saying if a sweet young lady walked up to you next week and said she wanted your cock that you'd refuse?"

"Um ... I don't think that's gonna happen," Steve said.

"And why not?" Dan asked.

"Because of you ... I'm not looking at anything else."

"Aww, that's sweet. What a great little stud you are," Dan said.

"Yeah, I am," Steve said with a smile, looking down at his erection.

"Damn ... again?" Dan said.

"You did say four, didn't you?"

"Oh My God ... "

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A comment from Chris

I offer this story in tribute to 'Steve,' another very real person from the past. My nephew was very sick during that beach trip and equally anxious, once he felt better, to wring some enjoyment out of the few days we had left.

I suppose I need to thank him for introducing me to 'Steve,' for I've never met another boy quite so forthcoming about his true feelings. The activities in this story are fiction, I only saw 'Steve' with his clothes off one time. That was at the swimming pool locker room and not in my bedroom. I certainly don't have a mirrored ceiling in there either.

But I did get to see the entire boy, a delightful vision. He wasn't ashamed of his body at that age; he had everything to be proud of. We did in fact joke about his endowment and he complained about how little use it got except by his own hand.

His forthright expressions of such personal information made him a decent companion over the years until he went off to college. As for the shorts, they were very real and he filled them out so nicely. They became the focus of a good deal of humor between us and he knew how they affected me.

Imagine my surprise when the summer before he left for school 'Steve' gave them to me as a memento. I don't know anyone else who would have the courage to wear them, but I still have them just in case. They inspire warm thoughts of a most remarkable boy, not gay, but such a free spirit I could not help but love his being. Thanks kid.


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