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

by Larry Malone

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

called"pansy"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 sharpest putz in the shed and he barely got out of the eight grade in Department of Education but everyone liked him. Joey was the kind of guy who always had a grin for every organic structure and would do anything for you to"belong,"to please you, or to construct 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 rooster and start sucking. You were the one who usually guided both of you to someplace that was n't too world. I do n't recognise when or where he learned how but he was excellent at giving oral exam sex, he made honey to a cock, not just sucked it. He enjoyed it, licked it, caressed it, rubbed it all over his side and inside the cheeks of his mouth. Guys very seldom lasted very long mainly

because if they asked for a reverse 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 feelings or thought given to the act itself. Although he was a full-of-the-moon grown adult he kept a childlike attitude of living. He had the same attitude in happily running an errand for you for a large number of cigarettes, or a beer.

It was rumored that he was"well hang"and some of the favors he performed for the neighborhood included some special favors for the previous widowed and divorce Lady. But since Joey could also be trusted to hold on a private, no one really lie with for sure if the hearsay were true. Everyone in the neighborhood knew and liked Joey. He was an only child who lost his dad in a study related fortuity when he was in grade school. With the union indemnity money and the accident resolution, Joey 's Mom never had to worry about working and neither did Joey. He was everybody 's trivial comrade and everyone looked out for him and in return he gladly did odd job for any one who asked him and was honest and trustworthy.

One eve, as the two of us sat on a stoop watching a stick orchis game in front 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 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 wire liked to fuck him ( this was tidings to me ) and although he enjoyed it he was wondering how it would find if he did it to somebody else. I said I understood but why ask me. He said he was asking all"his effective

friends"but so far everyone he asked got mad or hit him and he did n't empathise 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 explicate to Joey the doubly received men in the vicinity had, especially in those days. That it was OK to be the"fucker"in anal carnal knowledge, 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,"nigh guys do n't like 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 younger days when I was at a boy summer camp one summer and where guy wire did everything to each former all summer long without any one thinking anything about it. We just considered it"small fry stuff"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 putz twitched inside my knickers. I did get to think about it and remembered how a lot I enjoyed being both the"derriere"and the"top"when I was younger at that summer camp but then all the guy rope were a lot littler, in the sex equipment sizing, and I wonder how it would feel with a fully developed turncock, especially if Joey was as hung as citizenry said he was.

I looked at Joey and explained the locality would n't sympathise me doing"a party favour 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 indisputable 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 beano every Monday Night, he always had their post alone from just before 7 pm to just after 10 pm.He was right, no one would ever see me go to his place and I knew Joey would never say a tidings of what we did. I smiled and said he had a adept programme and we should try the plan that coming Monday. You would think I just told Joey he won the drawing he was so glad he jumped for joy and kept a smile on his cheek the rest of the day.

When Mon came, Joey made sure enough I would remember 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 earn sure he showered and was pick 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 bedroom. His room was corking and his bed had fresh 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 hung indeed he was, the hearsay 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 of lube, I told him to hold off, I would use it when I was ready. I took off my dress and climbed on the bed and decided I was going to take a shit this"nice guy"feel really nice. 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 wooden leg and spread his pale, full, ass face that revealed an almost pinko hairless hole. As I got closer I smelled the grievous bodily harm and it was discernible he really was sportsmanlike so I started to present him a rim job, something I had n't done since those summer camp days. I licked his hole 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 give suck it when I was n't tonguing his hole. I eventually stiffened my clapper and started to figure his pissed little jam and felt him slow down as I continued to probe him with my rigid tongue. Soon I was fully tongue fucking his hole and he was raising his mid discussion section off the bed to get more of my lingua into him. I felt his prick was rock hard and starting to ooze pre-cum so I reached for the lube. I coated my 7-1/2"uncut hammer liberally with it then packed some more into and around his trap. I shifted position and aimed my cock straits at his gaping maw and started to slowly alleviate in.

Joey was moaning and wiggling and saying things like how secure 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 retentivity came back of what it felt like that summertime and how much I enjoyed it but now it was even undecomposed. I started to jazz him deep long strokes and he in return fucked me back by raising his ass to meet my poking. It had been a prospicient meter since I had been in an ass and had forgotten how hot and close that hole was. It was a practiced sensual experience now that I was fully grown than when I was at encampment and a lot younger and a lot smaller. I enjoyed the total tightness along the my entire rigid beam. Before I knew it I was reaching the point of no return and quickened my stride and dig my lading deep into Joey 's ass. It was the most meet climax I ever had in a long time and collapsed on his spine trying to catch my breath.

When my intimation came back to convention, I eased out of Joey 's hole and rolled over onto my dorsum. Joey asked hurriedly if he could"do me now ?"In answer, I rolled over onto my venter and disperse my legs. Joey immediately got between them and started to lick my muddle 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 tongue enter fully a lot sooner than he had let me do it to him. It felt outstanding. I raised my ass up to take on his case thrusts and get as much of his rigid knife into me as I could. It felt fantastic I was afraid I was going to shoot another consignment 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 channel 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 spit screw and my exciting prediction had my yap gaping open enough so that when Joey eased in I felt only the fragile of irritation with a lot of fullness and satisfaction. Joey paused instinctively to enjoy the hot new whizz and to let me get use to the encroachment. Feeling no real pain in the ass I pushed back and my ass sucked his putz a little deeper into me. Joey got the mite and started to slowly feed the quietus of his cock oceanic abyss into me. When he was fully sheathed he paused again for me to get use to the full feeling and I 'm sure he was enjoying the unique tight fit and the hotness from the anal channel as I did. I could feel his cock throbbing cryptical 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 inscrutable strokes. Joey was capable to confine off cumming for at least 20 bit and both of us enjoyed the many types of thrust and rotations both of us were able to accomplish during that time. Finally, I told Joey I was going to shoot another loading and for him to join me. He quickened his pace and quickly I could feel him flooding my interior with his load which triggered my instant payload to shoot under me onto the towel on the bed. Joey collapsed onto my back and I felt his toil 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 palpate like."His resolution was"Better !"He stayed inside me semi-hard and when his breathing was formula, he started to bonk me again in dumb strokes, he wanted second base and who was I to abnegate 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 get out just before his mother got back. After that night, Joey and I were"really good friends"and had a number of similar mutual pleasure meetings on a veritable basis and no one ever ound out .