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| Part 4 by Richie Rich used by permission from Men On The Net |
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| Strapped into the passenger seat of his car, Butch observed that I was the first person he or his mom allowed to drive his car, and he thought that the choice was only natural. We drove over to my house, and went inside. My mother made such a fuss over Butch's casts, doling out about ten percent more sympathy than was really needed. "How is your mother surviving all of this?" she asked with the memory of Mr. Farmers funeral fresh in her mind. "Oh, she's holding up OK" Butch answered "yesterday she roped Rich here into some of the duties of caring for the armless boy." he explained. "That's good, It's about time that Rich did something anyway" Mother joked with my friend. We headed into my room where I stripped and paused at the mirror, trying to decide if I needed to shave this morning. "Rich, This house is one floor, your mom will hear us!" Butch said with a smile. I laughed with him as I selected fresh clothing for a fresh new day. It didn't strike me until we were almost out of the front door, and a glance in the full size mirror that I had selected a Grateful Dead t - shirt for myself. Butch and I were dressed almost identically. Making sure that the Cougar was locked, though it wasn't really needed in this neighborhood, I strapped my charge into my Mustang and cranked up the 351 that was my pride and joy, and to the envy of other students in my three period long auto mechanic class. Where are we going" Butch asked as I pulled out onto the state highway. " I thought we'd shoot over to the city and see the sights for the day" I answered. "That sounds like a fine idea" Butch said as he settled back in the bucket seat for the 20 minute drive to downtown Philadelphia. Our little town of Maple Shade NJ was just off of state highway 38 that was a direct feed to the Ben Franklin bridge into center city Philadelphia. Crossing the huge suspension bridge, I took fifth street south to Market street. We passed the Liberty Bell on our left, back dropped by Independence Hall over on Chestnut street. I found a parking place near the historic area and we strode back one block to the bell. Before long we found ourselves at Penn's Landing on the Delaware river. Not too many people there as the wind coming off of the river made the early November day really feel like a November day. We went aboard the Becuna and Olympia that were retired and berthed there as museum pieces. The Becuna is a World War II diesel submarine that we found to be a challenge to get Butch through without the use of his arms. The Olympia was Admiral Dewey's flagship during the Spanish American War. A Battleship, it was much easier to navigate than the submarine. After our little history tour we stopped at one of the city's famous hot dog carts for a couple of dogs and cokes. We sat on a bench right across the street where Ben Franklin is buried. After the snack it was agreed that a tour of the grave yard was indeed in order . We spent a couple more hours doing the tourist thing, and soon enough the sun started to fade from the sky, our signal that the day was done. We found my car and wheeled our way back across the bridge and finally to our home town. Butch was appreciative of the fact that I was going to put his car in the garage until I had the chance to bring it back to his house. Pulling my car into the attached garage of Butch's house was not just to shorten his walk into the house, no sooner had the door swung back down, Butch and I were locked in another French kiss. I all the while keeping a paranoid eye on the door leading into the kitchen. I was pretty sure that his mother wouldn't come out, but you can never count on something like this. "Pull it out Rich!" Butch moaned "I need to have a load of your hot cum to carry me through until we can get together again." He really didn't have to twist my arm on that one and I willingly unzipped and let my already leaking cock out of it's confines. Butch went down on me like a starving dog on a found meal. I was almost embarrassed when I shot my load so quickly. I couldn't let Butch go into the house with out returning the favor. Butch, like I was really hot and it took only a few bobs of my hot mouth on his rod to produce a huge, hot, creamy load. We again kissed and I helped my buddy out of the car and into the house. It took all of my will to say good night to him and hop back into the car and take the short drive home. After a refreshing shower and shave, I hopped into my bed. Funny thing how alone I felt this Sunday evening. I tossed off another huge load and drifted off to sleep. Before I knew it the alarm was ringing in my ear. Another Monday morning to deal with. I stumbled around and got myself fixed up, fed, and out the door heading to school. I jumped into the car, and suddenly thought that my lover might want a ride to school. Since his house was on the way I had absolutely nothing to loose, and so much to gain by making the stop. Butch and his mother were both delighted to see me, and yes, he would love to have a ride to school! This was his first day back since the accident and he needed all of the encouragement he could get. We pulled into the student parking lot and I walked around and opened the door, unstrapped Butch and assisted him out of the car. Immediately we were approached by his circle of school friends, many of them also my friends, some not. All were so interested in what had happened to Butch and how he was getting along with the casts on his arms. I was a little annoyed. Where the hell were these people last week when the poor kid was in the hospital and, later, stuck at home with nothing to do? Then I got to feeling good about myself because even if what had developed between us had not happened, I still took the time to go out of my way to look after an acquaintance. But since we did get involved with one another, I felt just that much better about the situation. I, with a few others, escorted Butch to his first period class, actually his first three periods would be spent here, in the auto shop where I spent three afternoon periods myself. I bid a good-bye to Butch and he looked into my eyes and pressed his lips together. I knew exactly the thought he was transmitting with that gesture. I returned the favor and headed off to class. Butch soon fell back into his routine of school, the only difference is that he had to go to the gym anytime that he had to pee. The school insisted that he have the coach assist him in this respect. I guess it was a good idea, as in our town, at our age, getting the reputation of a fag was not a welcome event. Before we knew it, it was time for the much anticipated doctor visit. I went along with Butch and his mom. My hopes were as strong as theirs for an X-ray that would allow Butch to leave castless. The news that day was good. He alighted from the treatment room with a huge smile, and pink, tender, cast free arms! Immediately I was stung with emotions that ran from sadness, realizing that my services at the toilet would not be needed anymore, to happiness to see Butch get his independence back. I also got suddenly horny, wondering what this development would have on our busy sex life. It has been almost twelve weeks since we first fooled around, and we went at it about three times a week, and always spent the weekends together in his bed. His arms were tender and weak from the casts, it would take several weeks before he could really lift anything heavier than a book. Butch was so eager to drive his car that his mother conceded and allowed him to make the short drive to their house. That put the boy in a fantastic mood. At least the fast approaching Christmas will not be marred by a pair of casts on his arms. That evening we enjoyed a trip to the movies and pizza house. we arrived at his home around 11:45 to find all of the lights out. "Mom must have gone to bed." Butch observed. "Yea." I responded, "I hope that we don't wake her up with squeaky bed springs!" We both laughed as we got out of the Cougar. "You know, Rich" Butch started " I don't think I have ever wanted you as much as I want you right now!" I felt myself blush and reached over and took my lover in my arms. For the first time Butch was able to wrap his arms around me as well, making this hug one that gave me an instant bone - on in my pants. Butch noticed the condition and smiled at me with that heart melting smile. "Can you wait until we get upstairs, or should we go for it right here?" he joked. We reluctantly released each other and headed on up to his room. Getting undressed, I was under the covers in a flash. Butch moved over to his desk and produced from the bottom drawer a small bottle of baby oil. He walked over to the bed, loosing his clothes before he got there. His penis was 1/2 erect and looked so beautiful in the dim moon light that filtered in the window. "Oh my, aren't we getting fancy?" I quipped as he pulled himself up close to me. "I have a gift I want to give you for all of the help you've been over the past few months" he said in a half whisper. "Roll over on your belly, I am going to give you a massage" Well, I didn't have to be told twice as I always enjoyed a good back rub. Butch poured out a palm full of oil and rubbed it around in his hands to warm it. He started at my neck and shoulders. His touch was electric to me. I could feel the love and passion radiating from his newly rediscovered hands as they caressed the skin and manipulated the muscles. It seemed that my hard on got a little harder. Butch continued massaging down to the small of my back, firmly stroking my spine with his thumbs and pinching muscles as he worked. I had never felt such relaxation and contentment. He started working my ass cheeks, first one then the other. After a while, he guided my legs apart and positioned himself between my knees. He started pushing my globes apart and letting them shut again, his rhythm was slow, steady, and quite a turn on. I suddenly felt Butch's lips graze across my buns as he started planting little kisses all over my butt. He worked his way in circles that soon grew smaller and smaller until he started licking at the very top of my crack. I groaned with sheer delight at this sensation. He spread me apart once again, and worked his way down until his tongue found my excited pucker. He lapped at the muscle like a starving dog. By now I was gyrating on the bed, moaning into the pillow. A sheen of sweat had developed across my body. Now he had my pucker relaxed and his probing tongue was sliding in and out of me. "Fuck me!" I whispered to my lover. With that he removed his face from my ass and stretched his wiry frame out over top of me. He began nibbling on my neck and ear. "I want to fuck you, Rich. " He said deeply "But not this way, Roll over!" I quickly complied with his wishes and in a flash he had my legs up upon his shoulders. I could feel the heat from his manhood a few inches before he actually made contact with my anus. The entrance of my love canal offered little resistance as his meat slid in. I had not been much on getting a dick up my ass, however with Butch it was different. Everything sexual with this man was not only OK, but very much wanted. More often than not, when taking a schlong in the ass, there is a measured amount of pain no matter how gentle the guy is. Not true with Butch. I wonder if my ass magically morphed into an honest to goodness vagina for him. When he was fully buried into me I began to wiggle around, and squeeze and relax my ass. This caused him to groan with delight. I was in heaven myself, the force of his cock against my prostate gland caused my cock to emit a drop of precum with each inward thrust. The oozing liquid acted as a lubricant and my rock hard member slid easily between Butch's belly and mine. All too soon Butch started thrusting into me long and hard, his breath coming in short pants, his face red with excitement. "Oh, God, I'm gonna cum!" he exclaimed. With that he shoved into me all the way to the hilt as his mouth found the nape of my neck and he bit me as he pumped his hot, creamy load deep into my bowels. His orgasm caused me to have a mind blowing orgasm of my own. |
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