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

by Larry Edmund Malone

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

called"queer"or"fags"and were n't accepted at all. So, in those Clarence Shepard Day Jr.,"they"did n't subsist ... except for Joey.

Joey was n't gay, he was just ..."a friendly nice guy."Not the shrill prick in the shed and he barely got out of the eight grade in educational activity but everyone liked him. Joey was the kind of guy who always had a smile for every torso and would do anything for you to"belong,"to delight you, or to make you happy, including as it turned out, giving you a gas job. If you left it to him when you asked for one, he would just smile, drib to his knees, angle 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 love when or where he learned how but he was excellent at giving oral sex, he made love to a cock, 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 very seldom hold out very long mainly

because if they asked for a shock job they were horny and also because he was that good. He always swallowed every drop. To him it was just a favour for you with no guilt trip or thought given to the act itself. Although he was a good grown adult he kept a childlike attitude of lifetime. He had the Lapp attitude in happily running an errand for you for a camp of coffin nail, or a beer.

It was rumored that he was"well hang"and some of the favors he performed for the neck of the woods included some exceptional favors for the older widowed and divorcement noblewoman. But since Joey could also be trusted to keep a private, no one really knew for surely if the rumor were true. Everyone in the neighborhood knew and liked Joey. He was an only tiddler who lost his dad in a body of work refer stroke when he was in grade school. With the union insurance money and the accident village, Joey 's Mom never had to worry about working and neither did Joey. He was everybody 's little brother and everyone looked out for him and in reappearance he gladly did odd problem for any one who asked him and was honest and trustworthy.

One evening, as the two of us sat on a stoop watching a joint ball game in front man of us in the street, smoking, and just talking in oecumenical, 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 party favour 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 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 answer surprised me. He said a couple of the guy cable liked to fuck him ( this was news show 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 serious

friends"but so far everyone he asked got mad or hit him and he did n't infer 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 knavish attempting to excuse to Joey the duplicate banner men in the neck of the woods had, especially in those twenty-four hour period. 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 guys do n't care to do that and never do it."That seemed to relieve oneself sensation to him and he said"What about you ?

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That 's when I flashed back to my immature Clarence Shepard Day Jr. when I was at a male child camp one summer and where guys did everything to each early all summertime long without any one thinking 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 attention and my putz twitched inside my pants. I did pop out to think about it and remembered how much I enjoyed being both the"bottom"and the"top"when I was younger at that summer camp but then all the guys were a lot smaller, in the sex equipment size, and I wonder how it would feel with a fully developed tool, especially if Joey was as hung as people said he was.

I looked at Joey and explained the locality would n't read 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 obtain out."I was n't sure of that and asked him how he could be so indisputable. He said he had been giving it a lot of thought and since his Mom went to church Bingo every Mon night, he always had their property alone from just before 7 pm to just after 10 pm.He was right, no one would ever see me go to his situation and I knew Joey would never say a word of what we did. I smiled and said he had a beneficial architectural plan and we should try the plan that coming Monday. You would think I just told Joey he won the drawing he was so well-chosen he jumped for joy and kept a smile on his face the residual of the day.

When Monday came, Joey made sure I would retrieve 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 reach certain he showered and was clean inside and out like I was going to be. He said he understood. At 7 I was at his threshold and he greeted me wrapped in a wet towel and we headed for his bedchamber. His way was keen and his bed had fresh rag 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 pay heed indeed he was, the rumors were honest, he had to be 8 ”, uncut and that was only semi-hard. He lay face down on the bed and reached for a metro of lube, I told him to hold off, I would use it when I was gear up. I took off my clothes and climbed on the bed and decided I was going to make this"nice guy"feel really gracious. I was sure"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 pegleg and go around his pale, full moon, ass cheeks that revealed an almost pink hairless mess. As I got closer I smelled the liquid ecstasy and it was plain he really was unobjectionable so I started to throw him a rim job, something I had n't done since those summertime camp daylight. I licked his hollow and enjoyed the pleasing moan of pleasure Joey was purring and ran my natural language up and down his crack as I slowly reached under him and pulled his cock from under him so I could suck it when I was n't tonguing his muddle. I eventually stiffened my natural language and started to put down his plastered little kettle of fish and felt him relax as I continued to probe him with my rigid tongue. Soon I was fully tongue fucking his hole and he was raising his mid section off the bed to get more of my tongue into him. I felt his cock was rock hard and starting to seep 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 pickle. I shifted status and aimed my cock head at his gaping hollow and started to slowly ease in.

Joey was moaning and wiggling and saying things like how honest it felt and how different it was from what the other guys 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 summertime and how lots I enjoyed it but now it was even better. I started to fuck him deep long fortuity and he in return fucked me back by raising his ass to meet my thrusts. It had been a farseeing metre since I had been in an ass and had forgotten how hot and tight that hole was. It was a well fleshly experience now that I was fully grown than when I was at camp and a lot younger and a lot lowly. I enjoyed the full tightness along the my integral fixed shaft. Before I knew it I was reaching the stage of no return and quickened my gait and shot my load deep into Joey 's ass. It was the most fill climax I ever had in a hanker fourth dimension and collapsed on his backrest trying to catch my breath.

When my breath came back to formula, I eased out of Joey 's jam 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 work my yap as I had done for him. I guess he bed if he enjoyed it so much, I would too. He learned fast and I was able to slack up and let his glossa enter fully a lot sooner than he had let me do it to him. It felt corking. I raised my ass up to meet his expression thrusting and get as practically of his rigid tongue into me as I could. It felt fantastic I was afraid I was going to shoot another burden so I told Joey,"To get into me and set out fucking me."He got on his knee and reached for the lube and coated my anal retentive canal and his now rock gruelling 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 knife nooky and my sex anticipation had my hole gaping unfastened enough so that when Joey eased in I felt only the slightest of discomfort with a lot of fullness and satisfaction. Joey paused instinctively to savour the hot new sensory faculty and to let me get use to the invasion. Feeling no real pain I pushed back and my ass sucked his cock a little deeper into me. Joey got the steer and started to slowly feed the quietus of his cock deep into me. When he was fully sheathed he paused again for me to get use to the full look and I 'm surely he was enjoying the unique tight fit and the passion from the anal retentive duct 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 bear on back and pull forward, Joey got the confidential information and started to fuck me full cryptic stroking. Joey was able to declare off cumming for at least twenty minutes and both of us enjoyed the many eccentric of thrust and gyration both of us were able to accomplish during that fourth dimension. Finally, I told Joey I was going to film another consignment and for him to unite me. He quickened his pace and quickly I could experience him flooding my interior with his load which triggered my sec warhead to shoot under me onto the towel on the bed. Joey collapsed onto my back and I felt his labored breathing as his chest heaved as he sucked in huge quantities 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 respiration was convention, he started to screw me again in retard strokes, he wanted seconds 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 behind just before his mother got back. After that night, Joey and I were"really good friends"and had a number of like common pleasure meetings on a steady cornerstone and no one ever ound out .