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

by Larry Malone

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

called"faggot"or"fags"and were n't accepted at all. So, in those solar day,"they"did n't exist ... except for Joey.

Joey was n't gay, he was just ..."a favorable skillful guy."Not the tart 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 grin 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 human knee, fish out your prick and start suck. You were the one who usually guided both of you to someplace that was n't too public. I do n't have it away 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. hombre very seldom live on very long mainly

because if they asked for a reversal job they were horny and also because he was that right. 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 wide-cut grown adult he kept a childlike posture of spirit. He had the Saame position in happily running an errand for you for a mob of cigaret, or a beer.

It was rumored that he was"well cling"and some of the favour he performed for the neighborhood included some exceptional favors for the older widowed and divorcement noblewoman. But since Joey could also be trusted to maintain a secret, no one really knew for for certain if the rumors were true. Everyone in the region knew and liked Joey. He was an lone kid who lost his dad in a workplace related fortuity when he was in grade school. With the trade union insurance money and the accident colonization, Joey 's Mom never had to worry about working and neither did Joey. He was everybody 's little comrade 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 eve, as the two of us sat on a stoop watching a stick ball game in front of us in the street, smoking, and just talking in superior general, Joey looked at me and asked if we were"respectable friends."I smiled and said,"Sure, Joey why do you ask ?"He said he wanted to ask me a favour 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 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 answer surprised me. He said a couple of the guys liked to bed 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 honest

friends"but so far everyone he asked got mad or hit him and he did n't realize 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 excuse to Joey the doubling touchstone 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,"virtually guys do n't like to do that and never do it."That seemed to progress to sense to him and he said"What about you ?

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That 's when I flashed back to my new days when I was at a boy camp one summer and where guys did everything to each other all summer long without any one thinking anything about it. We just considered it"Thomas Kyd stuff"but something we all really enjoyed. It was only after growing up that the guilt and stigma started to get attached to any affair 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 tending and my cock twitched inside my gasp. I did embark on to think about it and remembered how a good deal I enjoyed being both the"bottom"and the"top"when I was younger at that camp but then all the guy cable were a lot smaller, in the sex equipment size, and I wonder how it would feel with a fully developed shaft, especially if Joey was as hang up as masses said he was.

I looked at Joey and explained the neighborhood would n't read me doing"a 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 sure of that and asked him how he could be so certain. He said he had been giving it a lot of mentation and since his Mom went to church keno every Monday nighttime, he always had their blank space 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 berth and I knew Joey would never say a tidings of what we did. I smiled and said he had a near plan and we should try the plan that coming Monday. You would reckon I just told Joey he won the lottery he was so well-chosen he jumped for joy and kept a smile on his face the rest of the day.

When Monday came, Joey made sure I would recollect 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 certain he showered and was clean and jerk 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 elbow room was straight and his bed had tonic sheet of paper 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 rumour 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 nurse 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"skillful guy"feel really overnice. 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 legs and circularize his pale, full, ass cheeks that revealed an almost pinko hairless fix. As I got closer I smelled the soap and it was evident he really was clean so I started to feed him a rim job, something I had n't done since those summer camp days. I licked his hole and enjoyed the pleasing moans of pleasance Joey was purring and ran my glossa up and down his cranny 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 mess. I eventually stiffened my tongue and started to enter his cockeyed little hole and felt him relax as I continued to probe him with my set tongue. Soon I was fully tongue fucking his fix and he was raising his mid section off the bed to get to a greater extent of my spit into him. I felt his putz 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 hole. I shifted place and aimed my cock head at his gaping hole and started to slowly comfort in.

Joey was moaning and wiggling and saying things like how good it felt and how different it was from what the early guys did and he never felt anything like what I was doing to him. When I was completely into him all the pleasant memory board came back of what it felt like that summer and how much I enjoyed it but now it was even better. I started to fuck him deep long cerebrovascular accident and he in counter fucked me back by raising his ass to meet my thrusts. It had been a long prison term 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 unseasoned and a lot smaller. I enjoyed the full tightness along the my stallion rigid light beam. Before I knew it I was reaching the point of no return and quickened my pace and shot my load cryptical into Joey 's ass. It was the most comforting sexual climax I ever had in a hanker meter and collapsed on his back trying to arrest my breath.

When my breathing space came back to rule, I eased out of Joey 's kettle of fish and rolled over onto my back. Joey asked hurriedly if he could"do me now ?"In reply, I rolled over onto my stomach and propagate my stage. Joey immediately got between them and started to lick my hole as I had done for him. I guess he know if he enjoyed it so much, I would too. He learned fast and I was able to relax and let his knife enter fully a lot sooner than he had let me do it to him. It felt great. I raised my ass up to satisfy his face stab and get as much of his rigid knife into me as I could. It felt fantastic I was afraid I was going to charge another incumbrance so I told Joey,"To get into me and bug out fucking me."He got on his knee and reached for the lube and coated my anal canal 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 fucking and my charge prediction had my hole gaping open enough so that when Joey eased in I felt only the slightest of soreness with a lot of comprehensiveness and satisfaction. Joey paused instinctively to revel the hot new sense impression and to let me get use to the invasion. Feeling no real pain I pushed back and my ass sucked his putz a minuscule deeper into me. Joey got the tip and started to slowly flow the residuum of his shaft trench into me. When he was fully sheathed he paused again for me to get use to the full feeling and I 'm sure enough he was enjoying the unparalleled tight fit and the heat energy from the anal retentive groove as I did. I could sense his dick throbbing deep inside me and wanted to feel what it was like to actually get fucked and flooded with cum so I started to labour back and pull forward, Joey got the hint and started to bang me full deep strokes. Joey was able to hold off cumming for at least 20 minutes and both of us enjoyed the many eccentric of drive and rotations both of us were able to achieve during that meter. Finally, I told Joey I was going to snap another encumbrance and for him to join me. He quickened his yard and quickly I could experience him flooding my insides with his onus which triggered my second payload to pullulate under me onto the towel on the bed. Joey collapsed onto my back and I felt his dig breathing as his chest heaved as he sucked in huge quantity of air. I was able to mussitate and ask if"it was what you thought it was going to feel like."His answer was"bettor !"He stayed inside me semi-hard and when his breathing was normal, he started to fuck me again in irksome strokes, he wanted seconds and who was I to traverse 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 go away just before his mother got back. After that night, Joey and I were"really good friends"and had a number of similar common pleasure meetings on a regular ground and no one ever ound out .