Joey Was n't Just a gracious Guy ....

by Larry Malone

In the old neighborhood, years ago, the password"gay"was never used. and disparagingly,"they"were

called"queer"or"nance"and were n't accepted at all. So, in those days,"they"did n't exist ... except for Joey.

Joey was n't gay, he was just ..."a friendly nice guy."Not the sharpest tool in the shed and he barely got out of the eight grade in education but everyone liked him. Joey was the kind of guy who always had a smile for every body and would do anything for you to"belong,"to please you, or to make you happy, including as it turned out, giving you a blow job. If you left it to him when you asked for one, he would just smile, drop to his knees, fish out your dick and start sucking. You were the one who usually guided both of you to someplace that was n't too public. I do n't know when or where he learned how but he was splendid at giving oral sex, he made love to a rooster, not just sucked it. He enjoyed it, licked it, caressed it, rubbed it all over his face and inside the cheek of his mouth. Guys very seldom survive very long mainly

because if they asked for a snow job they were horny and also because he was that thoroughly. He always swallowed every drop-off. To him it was just a favor for you with no guilt or thought given to the act itself. Although he was a to the full grown grownup he kept a childlike attitude of life story. He had the same attitude in happily running an errand for you for a camp of coffin nail, or a beer.

It was rumored that he was"well flow"and some of the favors he performed for the neck of the woods included some especial favors for the older widowed and divorce ladies. But since Joey could also be trusted to keep a secret, no one really knew for sure if the rumour were dead on target. Everyone in the neighborhood knew and liked Joey. He was an only when child who lost his dad in a work related fortuity when he was in grade school. With the labor union insurance money and the accident settlement, Joey 's Mom never had to worry about working and neither did Joey. He was everybody 's little sidekick and everyone looked out for him and in return he gladly did odd jobs for any one who asked him and was honest and trustworthy.

One evening, as the two of us sat on a stoup watching a marijuana cigarette ball game in nominal head of us in the street, smoking, and just talking in general, Joey looked at me and asked if we were"good friends."I smiled and said,"Sure, Joey why do you ask ?"He said he wanted to ask me a favor and I said, go ahead. To my surprise he said,"Could I fuck you ?"I shouted"WHAT ! Why would you ask me something like that ?"He cowered, ducked and covered his foreland with his workforce and said"Do n't hit me."I told him I was n't going to hit him but why would he ask me something like that. His solvent surprised me. He said a twain of the guy liked to bonk him ( this was news to me ) and although he enjoyed it he was wondering how it would feel if he did it to someone else. I said I understood but why ask me. He said he was asking all"his soundly

friends"but so far everyone he asked got mad or hit him and he did n't empathize why if they could do it to him why he could n't do it back.

It dawned on me it was going to be tricky attempting to explain to Joey the double standard men in the region had, especially in those days. That it was OK to be the"fucker"in anal intercourse, that 's considered masculine but it was not OK to be the"fuckee"and let some one do that to you, that 's considered feminine. So I just said,"about guys do n't wish to do that and never do it."That seemed to make sense to him and he said"What about you ?

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That 's when I flashed back to my jr. 24-hour interval when I was at a boys camp one summer and where guys did everything to each other all summertime long without any one mentation anything about it. We just considered it"nipper hooey"but something we all really enjoyed. It was only after growing up that the guilt and brand started to get attached to any thing but"male/female sex."

I looked at Joey and lied and said I never thought about it. Innocently he looked at me and said,"Could you think about it as a favor to me ? I 'll let you do it to me first if you want."That got my attention and my cock twitched inside my drawers. I did get to think about it and remembered how much I enjoyed being both the"freighter"and the"top"when I was vernal at that camp but then all the guys were a lot smaller, in the sex equipment size of it, and I wonder how it would feel with a fully developed dick, especially if Joey was as give ear as multitude said he was.

I looked at Joey and explained the neighborhood would n't realise me doing"a favor like that"for him. He beamed and said,"But you did n't say"No. I swear no one would ever find out."I was n't sure of that and asked him how he could be so sure. He said he had been giving it a lot of mentation and since his Mom went to church lotto every Monday night, he always had their place alone from just before 7 pm to just after 10 pm.He was the right way, no one would ever see me go to his topographic point and I knew Joey would never say a word of what we did. I smiled and said he had a skillful plan and we should try the plan that coming Monday. You would call up I just told Joey he won the lottery he was so happy he jumped for joy and kept a smile on his face the rest of the day.

When Mon came, Joey made sure I would remember what we were going to do that evening and said his Mom again reminded him she was going to beano and would be home late. I told him I would be there at 7 and for him to make sure he showered and was clean inside and out like I was going to be. He said he understood. At 7 I was at his door and he greeted me wrapped in a wet towel and we headed for his bedchamber. His room was nifty and his bed had new canvas on it with strategically placed towels on top. He asked me if I wanted to go first and"do him"which I did. Joey took off his towel revealing how hung indeed he was, the rumors were true, he had to be 8 ”, uncut and that was only semi-hard. He lay face down on the bed and reached for a tube-shaped structure of lube, I told him to hold back off, I would use it when I was quick. I took off my clothes and climbed on the bed and decided I was going to make this"nice guy"feel really nice. I was trusted"the others"had Joey suck them hard and they just entered, pounded his ass, got themselves off and left him used and unsatisfied.

I lay between his legs and pass around his pale, full, ass nerve that revealed an almost pink hairless hole. As I got closer I smelled the goop and it was patent he really was clean so I started to feed him a rim job, something I had n't done since those summertime camp days. I licked his hole and enjoyed the pleasing groan of delight Joey was purring and ran my tongue up and down his tornado as I slowly reached under him and pulled his prick from under him so I could draw it when I was n't tonguing his hole. I eventually stiffened my tongue and started to enter his fast little fix and felt him relax as I continued to probe him with my strict tongue. Soon I was fully glossa fucking his mess and he was raising his mid incision off the bed to get more of my natural language into him. I felt his cock was rock hard and starting to ooze pre-cum so I reached for the lube. I coated my 7-1/2"uncut cock liberally with it then packed some more into and around his fix. I shifted position and aimed my cock head at his gaping maw and started to slowly still in.

Joey was moaning and wiggling and saying things like how good it felt and how different it was from what the other guy wire did and he never felt anything like what I was doing to him. When I was completely into him all the pleasant memories came back of what it felt like that summer and how a good deal I enjoyed it but now it was even better. I started to bang him deep long cam stroke and he in yield fucked me back by raising his ass to encounter my thrusts. It had been a long time since I had been in an ass and had forgotten how hot and loaded that hollow was. It was a serious sensual experience now that I was fully grown than when I was at camp and a lot immature and a lot humble. I enjoyed the wax meanness along the my entire rigid shaft. Before I knew it I was reaching the point of no recurrence and quickened my tempo and shooting my adulterate abstruse into Joey 's ass. It was the most solid climax I ever had in a retentive sentence and collapsed on his vertebral column trying to fascinate my breath.

When my breath came back to normal, I eased out of Joey 's hole and rolled over onto my book binding. Joey asked hurriedly if he could"do me now ?"In answer, I rolled over onto my tum and spread my legs. Joey immediately got between them and started to lick my gob as I had done for him. I guess he knew if he enjoyed it so much, I would too. He learned fast and I was able to relax and let his natural language enter fully a lot sooner than he had let me do it to him. It felt neat. I raised my ass up to encounter his font thrusts and get as often of his stiff knife into me as I could. It felt fantastic I was afraid I was going to spud another load so I told Joey,"To get into me and start fucking me."He got on his knees and reached for the lube and coated my anal epithelial duct and his now rock hard cock that looked like it was at least 9 ”. I felt the tip at my pucker and tensed not knowing what I was going to feel but I had n't realized all the clapper roll in the hay and my exciting anticipation had my cakehole gaping open enough so that when Joey eased in I felt only the fragile of discomfort with a lot of comprehensiveness and satisfaction. Joey paused instinctively to enjoy the hot new sensation and to let me get use to the invasion. Feeling no substantial pain I pushed back and my ass sucked his cock a little deeper into me. Joey got the hint and started to slowly feed the ease of his stopcock oceanic abyss into me. When he was fully sheathed he paused again for me to get use to the wide-cut feeling and I 'm sure he was enjoying the unique tight fit and the hotness from the anal retentive TV channel as I did. I could feel his cock throbbing deep inside me and wanted to find what it was like to actually get fucked and flooded with cum so I started to labor back and pull forward, Joey got the hint and started to fuck me full deep strokes. Joey was able to hold off cumming for at least twenty dollar bill minutes and both of us enjoyed the many types of knife thrust and rotations both of us were able to accomplish during that sentence. Finally, I told Joey I was going to pip another lode and for him to join me. He quickened his rate and quickly I could feel him flooding my insides with his load which triggered my endorsement load to shoot under me onto the towel on the bed. Joey collapsed onto my back and I felt his laboured breathing as his chest heaved as he sucked in vast amount of air. I was able to mumble and ask if"it was what you thought it was going to feel like."His answer was"Better !"He stayed inside me semi-hard and when his external respiration was normal, he started to love me again in slow strokes, he wanted second and who was I to deny him that pleasure since I was enjoying it as much as he was.

We barely got the cum soaked towels off the bed and everything cleaned up in time for me to give just before his mother got back. After that dark, Joey and I were"really honest Friend"and had a number of similar mutual pleasure meetings on a regular basis and no one ever ound out .