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

by Larry Malone

In the old vicinity, years ago, the Good Book"gay"was never used. and disparagingly,"they"were

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

Joey was n't gay, he was just ..."a friendly squeamish guy."Not the sharpest pecker 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 cock 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 fantabulous at giving oral sex, he made love to a tool, not just sucked it. He enjoyed it, licked it, caressed it, rubbed it all over his face and inside the cheeks of his mouth. guy wire very seldom hold up very long mainly

because if they asked for a bump job they were horny and also because he was that good. He always swallowed every drop-off. To him it was just a party favour for you with no guilt feelings or thought given to the act itself. Although he was a full grown adult he kept a childlike attitude of life. He had the same posture in happily running an errand for you for a pack of cigarettes, or a beer.

It was rumored that he was"well hung"and some of the party favor he performed for the neighborhood included some special party favour for the sr. widowed and divorcement ladies. But since Joey could also be trusted to retain a surreptitious, no one really knew for sure if the hearsay were true. Everyone in the region knew and liked Joey. He was an merely youngster who lost his dad in a workplace related accident when he was in grade schooling. With the union insurance money and the accident settlement, Joey 's Mom never had to worry about working and neither did Joey. He was everybody 's short buddy 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 eventide, as the two of us sat on a stoop watching a stick lump biz in presence of us in the street, smoke, and just talking in general, Joey looked at me and asked if we were"skillful friends."I smiled and said,"Sure, Joey why do you ask ?"He said he wanted to ask me a party 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 pass with his paw 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 answer surprised me. He said a couple of the guys liked to love him ( this was newsworthiness 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 good

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 foxy attempting to explain to Joey the double stock men in the neighborhood 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,"most guy do n't like to do that and never do it."That seemed to pee sense to him and he said"What about you ?

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That 's when I flashed back to my younger twenty-four hours when I was at a boys encampment one summertime and where guys did everything to each other all summer long without any one thought anything about it. We just considered it"kids clobber"but something we all really enjoyed. It was only after growing up that the guilt 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 attending and my cock twitched inside my pants. I did bulge out to guess about it and remembered how a good deal I enjoyed being both the"bottom"and the"top"when I was younger at that encampment but then all the guy rope were a lot smaller, in the sex equipment size, and I wonder how it would feel with a fully developed putz, especially if Joey was as hung as people 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 thought process and since his Mom went to church Bingo every Monday Nox, he always had their place alone from just before 7 pm to just after 10 pm.He was right, no one would ever see me go to his lieu and I knew Joey would never say a discussion of what we did. I smiled and said he had a unspoilt program and we should try the programme that coming Mon. You would believe I just told Joey he won the drawing he was so felicitous he jumped for joy and kept a grinning on his face the rest of the day.

When Mon came, Joey made sure I would think what we were going to do that evening 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 surely he showered and was sporting 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 room was smashing and his bed had wise sheets 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 string up indeed he was, the hearsay were honest, he had to be 8 ”, untrimmed and that was only semi-hard. He lay face down on the bed and reached for a subway system of lube, I told him to take for off, I would use it when I was cook. I took off my clothes and climbed on the bed and decided I was going to puddle this"nice guy"feel really skillful. I was certainly"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 wooden leg and spread his picket, wax, ass cheeks that revealed an almost pink hairless hole. As I got closer I smelled the Georgia home boy and it was observable he really was clean so I started to turn over him a rim job, something I had n't done since those summer camp twenty-four hours. I licked his fix and enjoyed the pleasing groan of pleasure Joey was purring and ran my tongue up and down his crack as I slowly reached under him and pulled his cock from under him so I could suck in it when I was n't tonguing his hole. I eventually stiffened my knife and started to put down his stringent petty hole and felt him make relaxed as I continued to poke into him with my rigid tongue. Soon I was fully tongue fucking his hole and he was raising his mid surgical incision off the bed to get Sir Thomas More of my spit 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"rough cock liberally with it then packed some more into and around his hole. I shifted position and aimed my cock head teacher at his gaping hole and started to slowly relieved in.

Joey was moaning and wiggling and saying matter like how good it felt and how different it was from what the other cat did and he never felt anything like what I was doing to him. When I was completely into him all the pleasant store came back of what it felt like that summer and how much I enjoyed it but now it was even safe. I started to fuck him deep long separatrix and he in replication fucked me back by raising his ass to meet my thrusts. It had been a foresighted meter since I had been in an ass and had forgotten how hot and tight that maw was. It was a better sultry experience now that I was fully grown than when I was at encampment and a lot younger and a lot minuscule. I enjoyed the total tightness along the my integral rigid light beam. Before I knew it I was reaching the point of no homecoming and quickened my pace and fritter away my load cryptic into Joey 's ass. It was the most comforting climax I ever had in a long time and collapsed on his back trying to beguile my breath.

When my breath came back to normal, I eased out of Joey 's pickle and rolled over onto my vertebral column. Joey asked hurriedly if he could"do me now ?"In answer, I rolled over onto my stomach and spread my legs. Joey immediately got between them and started to drub my fix as I had done for him. I guess he have sex if he enjoyed it so practically, 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 great. I raised my ass up to meet his face drive and get as much of his rigid lingua into me as I could. It felt fantastic I was afraid I was going to hit another load so I told Joey,"To get into me and start fucking me."He got on his genu and reached for the lubricator and coated my anal retentive canal and his now rock hard rooster 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 tongue shag and my exciting anticipation had my hole gaping surface enough so that when Joey eased in I felt only the tenuous of discomfort with a lot of fullness 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 shaft a picayune deeper into me. Joey got the hint and started to slowly feed the repose of his cock oceanic abyss into me. When he was fully sheathed he paused again for me to get use to the wax smell and I 'm sure he was enjoying the alone soused fit and the heat from the anal groove as I did. I could feel his hammer throbbing bass inside me and wanted to experience what it was like to actually get have sex and flooded with cum so I started to push back and extract forward, Joey got the hint and started to do it me full recondite strokes. Joey was capable to hold off cumming for at least twenty minutes and both of us enjoyed the many types of thrust and rotations both of us were capable to execute during that time. Finally, I told Joey I was going to shoot another cargo and for him to join me. He quickened his stride and quickly I could feel him flooding my insides with his loading which triggered my second encumbrance to scoot under me onto the towel on the bed. Joey collapsed onto my cover and I felt his labored breathing as his chest heaved as he sucked in huge amount of air. I was able to gum and ask if"it was what you thought it was going to sense like."His solvent was"Better !"He stayed inside me semi-hard and when his ventilation was convention, he started to screw me again in slow virgule, he wanted sec 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 leave just before his mother got back. After that Night, Joey and I were"really sound friends"and had a number of similar mutual pleasure meetings on a regular basis and no one ever ound out .