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

by Larry Malone

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

called"queer"or"fags"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 knifelike tool in the shed and he barely got out of the eight tier in training but everyone liked him. Joey was the kind of guy who always had a grinning for every consistency and would do anything for you to"belong,"to delight 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 knee joint, fish out your stopcock and start suction. You were the one who usually guided both of you to someplace that was n't too populace. I do n't know when or where he learned how but he was excellent at giving unwritten sex, he made love to a cock, not just sucked it. He enjoyed it, licked it, caressed it, rubbed it all over his cheek and inside the cheeks of his mouth. cat very seldom go very long mainly

because if they asked for a blow job they were horny and also because he was that skilful. He always swallowed every drop. To him it was just a favor for you with no guilt or thought given to the act itself. Although he was a full grown adult he kept a dewy-eyed attitude of sprightliness. He had the Sami attitude in happily running an errand for you for a plurality of cigarettes, or a beer.

It was rumored that he was"well string up"and some of the favors he performed for the region included some exceptional favor for the elderly widowed and divorce ladies. But since Joey could also be trusted to keep a closed book, no one really roll in the hay for certainly if the rumors were genuine. Everyone in the neighborhood knew and liked Joey. He was an only small fry who lost his dad in a piece of work related accident when he was in grade school. With the union indemnity money and the accident colony, Joey 's Mom never had to interest about working and neither did Joey. He was everybody 's little brother 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 stoep watching a pin orb game in front end of us in the street, smoke, 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 surprisal he said,"Could I fuck you ?"I shouted"WHAT ! Why would you ask me something like that ?"He cowered, ducked and covered his head with his hands 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 solution surprised me. He said a brace of the bozo liked to get laid him ( this was intelligence to me ) and although he enjoyed it he was wondering how it would sense if he did it to person else. I said I understood but why ask me. He said he was asking all"his safe

friends"but so far everyone he asked got mad or hit him and he did n't understand 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 catchy attempting to explain to Joey the stunt woman monetary standard men in the neighborhood had, especially in those days. That it was OK to be the"fucker"in anal sexual congress, 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,"nearly guys do n't like to do that and never do it."That seemed to work sense to him and he said"What about you ?

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That 's when I flashed back to my immature 24-hour interval when I was at a boys refugee camp one summer and where Guy did everything to each other all summer long without any one thought anything about it. We just considered it"kids stuff"but something we all really enjoyed. It was only after growing up that the guilt feelings and stigma 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 pants. I did start to believe about it and remembered how a great deal I enjoyed being both the"arse"and the"top"when I was younger at that camp but then all the guys were a lot smaller, in the sex equipment size, and I wonder how it would find with a fully developed dick, especially if Joey was as fall as multitude said he was.

I looked at Joey and explained the neighborhood would n't understand me doing"a party 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 view and since his Mom went to church Bingo every Monday night, he always had their place alone from just before 7 pm to just after 10 pm.He was ripe, no one would ever see me go to his place and I knew Joey would never say a word of what we did. I smiled and said he had a good plan and we should try the plan that coming Monday. You would guess I just told Joey he won the lottery he was so glad he jumped for joy and kept a smile on his face the eternal sleep of the day.

When Monday came, Joey made for certain I would remember what we were going to do that eventide and said his Mom again reminded him she was going to Bingo and would be home late. I told him I would be there at 7 and for him to make trusted 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 sleeping accommodation. His elbow room was neat and his bed had refreshful plane 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 flow indeed he was, the rumor 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 vacuum tube of lube, I told him to hold off, I would use it when I was ready. I took off my clothes and climbed on the bed and decided I was going to create this"nice guy"feel really squeamish. I was sure"the others"had Joey suck them concentrated and they just entered, pounded his ass, got themselves off and left him used and unsatisfied.

I lay between his peg and pass around his pale, full, ass cheeks that revealed an almost pink hairless hole. As I got closer I smelled the soap and it was evident he really was clean so I started to give him a rim job, something I had n't done since those summer inner circle days. I licked his golf hole and enjoyed the pleasing moans of pleasure Joey was purring and ran my tongue up and down his crack as I slowly reached under him and pulled his shaft from under him so I could draw it when I was n't tonguing his kettle of fish. I eventually stiffened my tongue and started to enter his sloshed slight hole and felt him relax as I continued to probe him with my rigid tongue. Soon I was fully tongue fucking his maw and he was raising his mid section off the bed to get to a greater extent of my tongue into him. I felt his pecker was rock hard and starting to ooze pre-cum so I reached for the lubricant. I coated my 7-1/2"unmown putz liberally with it then packed some more into and around his fix. I shifted position and aimed my cock head at his gaping hole and started to slowly still in.

Joey was moaning and wiggling and saying things like how beneficial it felt and how dissimilar it was from what the early guy 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 much I enjoyed it but now it was even honest. I started to fuck him deep long diagonal and he in return fucked me back by raising his ass to see my thrusts. It had been a hanker meter since I had been in an ass and had forgotten how hot and tight that hole was. It was a better sensual experience now that I was fully grown than when I was at camp and a lot jr. and a lot smaller. I enjoyed the full tightness along the my entire rigid tool. Before I knew it I was reaching the point of no return and quickened my yard and tear my lode mysterious into Joey 's ass. It was the most cheering climax I ever had in a long sentence and collapsed on his book binding trying to catch my breath.

When my breath came back to normal, I eased out of Joey 's hole and rolled over onto my back. Joey asked hurriedly if he could"do me now ?"In response, I rolled over onto my stomach and spread my legs. Joey immediately got between them and started to bat my hole as I had done for him. I guess he have sex if he enjoyed it so much, I would too. He learned fast and I was capable to relax and let his glossa enter fully a lot sooner than he had let me do it to him. It felt dandy. I raised my ass up to meet his face jabbing and get as very much of his rigid natural language into me as I could. It felt marvellous I was afraid I was going to buck another warhead so I told Joey,"To get into me and embark on fucking me."He got on his human knee and reached for the lube and coated my anal canal and his now rock toilsome 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 lingua fucking and my exciting anticipation had my maw gaping spread enough so that when Joey eased in I felt only the slightest of discomfort with a lot of fullness and atonement. Joey paused instinctively to enjoy the hot new hotshot and to let me get use to the invasion. Feeling no real nuisance I pushed back and my ass sucked his hammer a little deeper into me. Joey got the hint and started to slowly feast the ease of his stopcock oceanic abyss into me. When he was fully sheathed he paused again for me to get use to the full opinion and I 'm sure he was enjoying the unique tight fit and the heating system from the anal retentive line as I did. I could experience his cock throbbing cryptic inside me and wanted to feel what it was like to actually get fucked and flooded with cum so I started to push back and pull forward, Joey got the confidential information and started to fuck me full deep chance event. Joey was able to hold off cumming for at least 20 minutes and both of us enjoyed the many character of push and rotation both of us were able to fulfill during that time. Finally, I told Joey I was going to fool another load and for him to get together me. He quickened his tread and quickly I could palpate him flooding my inside with his warhead which triggered my second load to shoot under me onto the towel on the bed. Joey collapsed onto my backbone and I felt his labored breathing as his dresser heaved as he sucked in huge quantities of air. I was able to gum 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 breathing was normal, he started to hump me again in slow strokes, he wanted arcsecond 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 fourth dimension for me to leave just before his mother got back. After that dark, Joey and I were"really right friend"and had a number of alike mutual joy meetings on a even base and no one ever ound out .