Educating The Kid

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This was salvaged from Bugshare.net, the 'Strictly Stories' section.

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Saturday, my buddy came over around eight. We’re both poz and have known each other a long time. It was supposed to be a quiet evening at home, but we decided to catch a few beers. We went down to one of our favorite spots, your typical, local, friendly, gay bar.

Outside, this kid was hanging around, nice looking sort of, clean cut, and preppy, saying a few words to guys as they entered and left. I don’t know how old he was. Anymore, they all look around 12. But I figured he was too young to get in. He said something to us, and we sort of blew by him. I was thinking he wasn’t a hustler; that he was probably dealing. My bud and I had a few beers and talked to the guys. Nothing was going down; and, after a while, we headed home to watch some TV (or something!).

The kid was still there when we left, and with a couple beers in us, we told him we were having our own private party. He asked if he could tag along; and before we knew it he’d slithered into the car with us. Neither of us are much into dopers or diapers; so by the time we got to the house, we wondered what to do with him. But, what the hell, we flopped on the couch, turned on a porno, and had a couple more beers.

The kid loved the porno; and my buddy and I were getting pretty horned, too. Junior turned out to be a real nice polite guy, making small talk, and big talk, like he'd done this and that. No surprises, actually: small town; small school; didn't know any gays his age; attracted to leather---typical youth. Finally, I put on a fisting tape, figuring that would scare the shit out of him; but he loved it. He said he’d always wanted to try it. Before long he was off to the bathroom. We figured he was either jerking off or plotting a way to escape us old perverts. Meanwhile, my buddy and I started going down on each other, just warming up, when the kid came back in. Right away he went down on us both. For someone so young, he sure knew how to give head.

I told the kid we were going into the bedroom, and he could either stay and watch TV---or join us. That got a big smile out of him, being invited. We dropped our pants on the way to the king sized bed. The kid was naturally smooth. His pubes were trimmed; and his balls, shaved. I thought that was kind of cool. I was sucking on him when my buddy started eating me, and I likewise jacked up the kid’s ass and dug in. It was sweet and clean. Guess that's what he’d been doing in the bathroom for so long---getting spic-and-span. He liked getting rimmed ---said that was his first---and I could feel his heartbeat with my mouth locked on his ass.

I slipped a finger in him, and he was in pig heaven. I popped in a second, then a third. I would have put my whole fist up his ass, but I was out of Crisco. Besides, I had other plans for the asshole. I got out some toys. I have one of those rippled plugs that gets pretty thick down about the third ring. I lubed it up good and had it all the way in real quickly, but the kid could only go to the third ring. The real fun was the double-ender. We took turns on it, and I swear the kid could suck it half in.

I didn't want him so sore he couldn't fuck, so I put away the toys and got down to brass tacks. The kid reached for his jeans and pulled out a couple of rubbers. I told him to save them. “We never use them.” "You don't?" He looked startled and confused. I explained that my buddy and I had known each other forever, and we didn't need them---and the sex was so much better without them. That we were both poz never came up. We didn’t volunteer it, and the kid never asked.

He was intrigued more than anything; like, is it really better fucking bareback? We assured him there was no comparison, but if he didn't like it---no problem---the two of us would play. Not wanting to be left out, he said he’d try it---so long we didn't cum up his ass. How many times have you heard guys say they won’t shoot up your ass, then, regardless, they go in for the kill? That was my original intent. We had one hell of a fuck session. Each one of us did the other two, every which way we could think of. I started drilling my buddy, and the kid's eyes bugged out, as he got his first close-up view of raw cock entering an unprotected hole. Safe sex or not, you could tell what he thought by his erection. My buddy poked the kid, and he loved it. Then the kid then took a jab at my asshole. He was good for someone so young and inexperienced. His dick wasn't all that thick; but it was long, with a big knob, and veins you could feel.

My buddy was the first to unload. He was doing the kid---had his legs on his shoulders---while I was licking ass wherever I could. After all that, the kid still forewarned us, "Not to cum in my ass." “Yeah, right,” I was thinking; but damn if my buddy didn't pull out at the last second, and spew one tremendous load all over the kid’s dick, balls and crack. It was awesome---but a terrible waste of good cum! Obviously pleased, the kid dipped his fingers in the jizz on his pubes and sucked them dry. He just about purred. I was impressed at the size of the my buddy’s load, as it ran down the kid’s crack.

So that it wasn’t totally a lost cause, I dipped my fingers in my buddy’s cum, forcibly massaging it into the kid’s asshole. The stupid kid continued to grin and purr. So damn concerned about taking our poz loads directly, but he didn't object to getting it worked into his well-used and abraded asshole. It didn’t make sense. Anyone that stupid deserved to get pozzed, and I became resolute in my determination to poz the little fucker. So I rubbed the rest of my buddy’s load into his asshole, telling him that (poison) sperm makes best lube, which in his case was definitely true. The kid was a natural fuck! I plunged into him vigorously, well aware that I was working my buddy’s toxic load ass walls. It’d been a while since I’d had hot boy ass like that!

I rolled over and let him ride me. It really horned me, watching him sway up and down on my cock. I was getting ready to shoot, and seriously considered not telling him; but, sensing my climax, He pulled off. He reached around and jerked me with one hand, while working my nipples with the other. I splattered him good. I couldn’t tell if it was dripping off him, or out of him!

All I can figure is the kid thought he was safe as long as no one came in him directly. Well, the kid had another thing cumming! After I came, he lay on top of me, all kissy and nice. My buddy used the same trick to work my poz load deep inside the kid. He took the double-ender, sloshed it around in my spunk, then rammed it in the kid.

It was the kid's turn to shoot. I spread my legs and welcomed him in. He asked if he should use a condom. I swear that young dick head had safe sex on the brain. For him I wanted to make safe sex irrelevant. I told him I was allergic to latex, that it was time for him to discover how pleasurable bare backing could be. It was great having that young stud’s dick in me, knowing I was helping him forge habits that would last a lifetime. He was pretty much a straight arrow---but my buddy kept working the cum-covered-dong in him all the while he pumped me. Accustomed to the insensitivity of condoms, he shot his load quickly.

Later he affirmed, “It’s a lot better bare.” Bingo! He was coming around to my way of thinking.

We played some more, but he still wouldn’t take our poz loads directly---at least not that night. He knew we’d worked a lot of (poz) cum into his hole, but that seemed not to bother him. I guess he thought that was perfectly safe. Surprise!

We plan on getting together again on the 4th. Maybe he'll reconsider and take our loads directly by then. If not, we’ll have to be a little more forceful. My buddy and I have a plan. We haven’t used rubbers for so long, not since we got pozzed. We just want the same for the kid, and to fill him with gobs of bug juice.