I was very young when my dad died, and I have very few memories of him. But my dad's best friend, Dover, used to stop by the house and check in on Mom and me. I developed a really close relationship with Dover; he filled my childhood with lots of good, happy memories. I think Mom kinda liked him too. But she's always seemed to remain faithful to the love she had for dad all those years. Dad was killed in a head-on collision by a six-wheeler down on Route 79. Mom was all broke-up about it for a real long time. For a while Dover left me, too.
Five years ago when, I was thirteen, he went off to California to get a job with some big shot contractors. It was really quiet and lonely up here in these Tennessee hills without him being around and taking me places. But he did send Mom and me some letters and pictures every now of then, after he got settled out there. The pictures were mostly of him with his big shot friends. But there was one picture that I kept for myself. In it, he was standing there smiling out at me, not wearing any shirt and I could see his muscular, tanned body pretty clear. When he was here, I never saw Dover totally naked, but as my own body was maturing, I began to imagine what just was hidden in his faded blue jeans. I loved that picture, his broad shoulders, his solid chest, his tights abs, and bulging biceps. I loved his muscular beauty, his little nipples and the few black hairs between them. Thoughts about him began to get me all excited in a different way. I still wanted to hug him and wanted to feel him, but was beginning to pull on my teenage cock when I would think about him. I did that quite of few times, just from looking at his picture. Of course, Mom and me sent Dover letters and pictures too, letting him know all about the silly gossip here in this backwoods town. I was kinda of embarrassed about my pictures, 'cause I was always kinda scrawny. Even now… I turned eighteen a few weeks back, and I still look like a cocky fifteen-year-old. But Mom keeps telling me I'm gonna be a late bloomer, whatever that means.
Anyway, last Saturday morning, my Mom woke me up and told me that Dover was visiting over in Madison for the weekend, and he wanted to know if I'd come visit him for a few hours at the motel. I got real excited. My heart started beating fast and I got kind of dizzy. I quickly dressed in my new blue jeans, my new sneakers and a red tank top. Wow, I was over the moon, man. I was going to see Dover, in person, with my own eyes again, instead of in a picture. I kissed mom, and jumped on my bike and peddled the ten miles to Madison.
It was a warm day, and Dover answered the door in a pair of tight white boxers. We hugged and I could smell his manly sweat. Standing there in front of me, in the flesh, he looked a heck lot better than in any of my horny dreams about him, or in his pictures.
We talked a long while, and I loved every second of it, looking at his strong handsome body. In spite of that big title for that job he has, he's really a construction worker, and works mostly outside; which pretty much keeps his body in tip top condition. With all that lifting, shifting, shoveling, climbing and toting heaving materials, he was really in good shape. Dover is a man of few words, but a real man. He asked me about mom, my friends, school and everything. And I told him everything, being so excited to see him again.
"Can you stay the weekend, Jesse?" he asked.
Of course, I eagerly agreed, and he reached out and stroked my sandy blond hair, and said, "I love you, Jesse!"
Wow, at that moment, I thought I was the most important person in the world. I ain't felt that happy in long, long time.
He made a call to my Mom, and, wow, she didn't complain. But, after all, I am eighteen years old; old enough to go die in Iraq. So what could she say? She just drove over and dropped off a bag for me at the reception office.
Dover ordered a pizza and we ate it outside of his little bungalow. Afterwards, when he was taking a shower, I washed the dishes and the silverware. I was so happy. I tried, but wasn't able to get a sight of his naked body because he closed the bathroom door. But lucky me, after his shower, he walked out into the room stark naked, and my eager and curious eyes followed him everywhere. I could enjoy his nice big cock and balls, his strong chest and his hard tight ass. He didn't seem to think it necessary to dress properly in front of me. He just walked around and got a cold beer for both of us from the fridge. My Mom had never allowed me to drink alcohol, what with it being the devil's brew and all; but he just gave me one, just like that.
Damn, I felt very manly sitting there with him on the couch, drinking beer and watching a stupid TV program. My eyes were always on his strong mature body. I ain't exactly sure how old Dover is, but I think he's something like forty or forty-one. But he sure as hell looks younger; something like thirty or something. But whatever, he sure is a mighty handsome man. And I bet if he put his mind to it, he could be just as big a movie star as the best of 'em.
Later than evening, he left our room to see a friend for an hour, and I thought I was alone. So there were some video tapes laying around and I decided to take a look at 'em. Man. I was totally amazed at what I saw on the screen. In the boxes that said "Star Trek IV" and "Platoon" was hidden real gay pornographic videos. My young, Southern Baptist eyes had never seen such a thing. Even though I had some of those same thoughts in my head about Dover, seeing guys do it on screen shook the hell out of me. I never knew there were movies about it. Damn, my prick got hard, quick…just like that! And I hurried up and stripped off my clothes. In my white boxers, I watched a video called "Cossack Love" that was about young muscular boys being fucked by their PE teacher and coach. When I felt my teen prick leaking pre-cum, I pulled off my cotton boxers, and I massaged my eager erect cock.
All of sudden, a weird feeling came over me, and I realized I wasn't alone anymore. I didn't have any idea how long Dover had been watching me, but he shocked the hell out of me when I heard his soft voice say, "Boy, who gave you permission? That stuff is not meant for you!"
I felt really embarrassed to be caught like this, but Dover didn't look angry…his voice just sounded angry.
"We have to have a serious talk, Jesse.", Dover said, looking at me with a grin on his face. Standing on the other side of the room, Dover pulled off his shirt. Slowly he took off his jeans and white boxers. And before my surprised eyes, I saw a cock bigger and thicker than I ever imagined a man's cock could be. It was stiff and huge and slapped up against his smooth muscular belly. Wow!
"I don't know how well you know your body, Jesse….", he started to say, "…but always remember this: your cock is the best toy a boy or man can have. I'm going to show you just how to "really" use it, son."
He walked slowly over to me. My strong best friend and daddy-figure stood there in front of me manly and powerful, his big hands on his narrow hips. Man, it was a really great moment, almost like the one you see in the movies when the whole truth is shown to you. My mouth went completely dry when Dover stroked my naked smooth body. His strong hands made me lie down on the couch. And in a flash, there he was, on top of me, roughly grabbing me in a tight manly hug and kissing me hard on the mouth. I never kissed another human this way before. He started touching me everywhere as he began to moan deep down inside. He kissed and licked my small, sensitive nipples. He then spread my legs and went between them with his big cock. We were feeling each other's heat and sweat. His big cock gliding in my open crack as he slowly fucked me between my moist butt cheeks. His moaning and groaning got louder as he asked me, "Many boys and men just like you want to get a cock inside them, did you know that? I don think you are ready yet, but soon you'll be begging me for it!"
Those whispered words seem to burn my ears 'cause Dover's lips were resting on them when he told me that. He then took my legs in his strong hands and lifted them up, putting them beside my ears. I felt like a contortionist in the circus. But at the same time, it felt good. I lay there under his strong hot muscular body, totally exposed to him, and I couldn't have been more happy.
"You have a beautiful ass, Jesse". Dover said as he pressed his big cock against my now wide open and exposed asshole. He slowly rubbed the big head of his cock into my tight hole, and I loved every second of it. My own cock was rock hard and was rubbing against Dover's smooth muscular belly. The scent, and the feel and the sounds of Dover gave me feelings I never enjoyed before. My whole body was twitching, and I could hear myself grunting as if I was in pain, but I ain't never had any pain that felt that good before. Then all of sudden my body began to really shake, and I started to moan real loud. I started to hold onto to Dover's body until I couldn't hold back anymore and my cock exploded all over his belly and chest. I was kind of embarrassed, because I wasn't sure if I was supposed to do that. But his reaction to it was like a wonderful dream. His face twisted into a frown and he started to squirm and moan and then coated my almost hairless ass cheeks with loads of his hot manly cum. Panting hard, Dover finally collapsed on top of my small frame. Really exhausted, he lay there on top of me for a minute and the weight of his warm powerful body turned me on again. My still dripping cock was soon rock hard again as Dover eased up off me and let my feet fall back down on the couch. Then he crawled up and sat on my hairless chest. He played with my nipples as he put his softening cock against my eager lips. The strong manly smell of his warm, fresh cum hit my nose. Dover looked me deep in the eyes, "That's my sperm, babe, you better lick your man Dover's cock clean before it drips all over your beautiful face.
Dover stroked his big cock between my lips. My face was in his furry crotch and his strong muscular ass rubbed against my smooth bare belly. I did as I was asked. Taking his cock head between my open lips, I began sucking cock for the first time.
Dover's warm fresh cum was now on my tongue, and I enjoyed the bittersweet taste from his big beautiful cock. Man, I was enjoying heaven on earth. I was high. I was so turned on by his sweaty, muscular body, and his big, tasty cock deep in my mouth, that I lost control again. I shot another load of cum without even touching myself. My cum must have hit Dover's ass cheeks. He stroked my short blonde hair, telling me, "You're amazing, Jesse, just amazing! Give me your loads, babe. I really like that! Keep emptying those teenage balls for me! Make me happy, son!"
I was spent and shocked. I was only used to having wet dreams. Mom and the pastor at church had been warning me against jerking off since I was 12, that it was a sin, and that it caused blindness. Lot of kids at school said that was all a bunch of crap. But as long as I stayed in mom's house I had to abide by her rules. But now…jeez…were these all the great feelings I'd been missing.
Dover stood up and playfully slapped my naked butt, saying, "Jesse, you are great! You really are. Go take a shower and get refreshed."
I took a shower while Dover sat on the couch looking at my trim body. He didn't want me to close the door. I soaped up my body and sort of did a show washing my cock, just as Dover had asked.
As I was toweling down my body in front of Dover after the shower, he sat there on the couch smiling at my growing cock. Already, I was dying for him to touch me again. But he acted as if nothing special had happened between us. He smoked another cigarette, got another beer, and began watching some stupid TV program. He then took a shower himself and then told me to take the bed. "Have sweet dreams, Jesse", he said as he lay down on the couch.
I wasn't able to sleep. Lots of sweet horny dreams kept popping up in my head, and my cock was so hard that it hurt. After some time of tossing and turning, in the smoky darkness of the room, I heard Dover ask, "Can't you sleep, son?" His voice sounded so deep and sexy. I felt my cock twitch and almost shoot.
"N-No, Dover…I can't sleep", I almost whispered back across the room to him.
Dover stood up from the couch. And I saw his big, semi-hard cock again when he lit a cigarette; standing there so strong and so naked.
"Well, come on over here and see what you can do with this big cock", he said as he stretched his arms in the air, "I can't sleep with a boner like this. Come on, take a closer look" he said as he moved across the room toward me, "Don't you wanna help me git this big bad dick down so I can relax and get to sleep?"
"Oh, yeah, Dover..", I heard myself saying, "I'll do anything for you". I was shaking there on the bed as his big cock came up in front of my face, and in front of my eager lips. On the video I had seen a real cock-sucking, and I wanted to make Dover feel as good as that guy did. I imitated all the moves of the guy in the video. I opened my mouth wide and licked Dover's really perfect knob. And to my delight, it immediately stretched out to its full length; which meant I was doing it right. As I started to lick and suck and drink his pre-cum, Dover suddenly pulled his cock away from my mouth.
He just stood there, his legs firm and powerful. I looked up, admiring his chest and furry legs, his perfect cock. More pre-cum oozed out of his throbbing head. It hung there. I wanted it. I needed it. And without permission I leaned forward and caught it as it fell. I caught my prize. I took in his fluids with my tongue, happily tasting my great Dover again.
"You love the juices of my cock, don't you, my baby boy, Jesse? Well, you are very lucky, 'cause there's plenty more", said Dover as more juicy droplets emerged from his big cock's love eye.
"I was watching you earlier today; your eager pleading eyes when you were sucking my cock..", said Dover, stroking the side of my face with his large right hand, "Would you let me fuck your face? You've gotten me so horny!"
I blushed as I nodded my head, yes. Dover dumped his cigarette in the ashtray and rapidly climbed on the bed. He shoved me on my back and kneeled on top of me. I felt his huge frame, his muscular, furry thighs, straddle my upper torso and head. I loved the feeling that Dover Harrison wanted me in that way, and with him being in control.
Dover shoved his erect cock between my wet lips and into my wide open mouth. Eagerly I took the head of that cock between my lips. He began to slowly push back and forth as his smooth, sticky knob rubbed against my tongue. I tasted the exciting, bittersweet aroma of his semen in my mouth again. Me and Dover were really, I mean, really excited. Like somebody crazy, he was squirming his big muscular body and groaning real loud up there on top of me. He began to touch and squeeze and pinch my nipples, making them so hard.
As I licked and sucked Dover's perfect cock, his movements got quicker and quicker, and his breathing got really heavy. He began to grunt like an animal and took my head in his hands and forced his cock deep inside my accepting mouth. He held it tightly in there for several seconds. Then he began to arch his back and groan as he slowly eased the big cock out of my mouth. I heard him say, "Ah, my beautiful, faithful Jesse. you make me so horny and so hard. You've always made me so horny and hard. And I've had to wait all these years before I could do anything about it! I got to come all over your face. I've got to! Come on, get ready to receive my load!"
Oh yeah, I want that! And with the batting of my eyelids, Dover began to spray my face with his orgasm. Right there before my wide eyes, Dover's eruption started and the warm sting of huge gobs of his cum hit my nipples and chin. I wasn't prepared to take such a flooding as he continued to shoot all over my young body, finally aiming that great cock at my mouth. I was happily covered with his warm load everywhere, even in my hair.
Dover finally eased down from my chest and was now sitting on my boner. As it jerked against that hot, manly ass, it was begging him to let me come. My juice-filled balls were boiling over for him also. I groaned when his firm ass cheeks pressed down on me. Dover just sat there, licking his lips and smearing his come all over my chest and face with one of his strong hands. Then opening my mouth with the fingers of the other hand, he began feeding me his manly come like a baby. There I was horny as an alley cat, covered with his cum and sweat….eating his load off his fingers! Dreams do come true.
I was going nuts there as my raging boner was pressed down by Dover's big, hot rugged ass cheeks. My body was shaking and trembling like I was having convulsions or something; that's what kind of lustful sexual control Dover seemed to have over my body. He scooted down, and then made a lot of noise sucking his own cum out my belly button. I loved it and I came up to meet Dover's cum covered lips. He shoved me back down on my back and crammed his cock deep into my throat, filling me up.
When I had drained every last drop of cum from his great cock, it began to go soft. Dover took his cock out of my mouth and kneeled down between my legs. Ah, at last, he sucked my stiff boner into his mouth. I cried out as the shock, lust and enjoyment of it grabbed me. My eyes rolled up in my head when I felt his tantalizing tongue on my sensitive cock head; I could feel my balls twitching and boiling. Almost too soon, I squealed out like a wounded pig, grunting and groaning, punching and hitting Dover as I shot my thick, adolescent load for him. It seemed like I struggled there for long time, thrashing my small body up against his big muscular body, as I delivered a gallon of my teenage semen into Dover's warm, gobbling throat.
Afterward, he held my semi erect penis in his mouth for a while, as he constricted his throat muscles, milking my dick. His strong muscular hands were squeezing and massaging me everywhere as his tongue licked and sucked me everywhere.
As I slowly recovered, I eased up and buried my face into his massive chest. Dover caressed and fondled my naked, teenage body, giving special attention to my swollen, hard nipples. He kissed me on the top of my head, and said, "I hope you're not upset by all this, Jesse. But sex between an older guy and a teenage guy is a good and natural thing. And believe me, babe, we've just started."
Dover kissed me and we lay down on the bed next to each other. We lay there entwined together for a long time, just being silent and loving. We were both happy and secure. 'I love you, Dover' I thought to myself.
After a while, Dover kissed me hard on the mouth and got up and went over and sat on the couch. He put in a video; and after he lit a cigarette, he started watching the movie. I fell off to sleep.
Several hours later, I woke up and looked over at him. He was sitting there with a beer. The clock said 4:23AM. When he noticed me watching him, he asked, "What's the matter, son? You ought to be asleep. You're a growing boy"
"Yeah, I know…but I can't sleep. Can I talk to you, Dover?"
"Sure!", he said, patting his large left hand on the sofa for me to come sit next to him. After I had flopped down on the seat next to him and looked into his manly face for several seconds, I just blurted it out, "I want to live with you!"
Dover reached up and stroked my hair. "Hummm…", he said, "….it would be fun having you around. But what about your mother?"
"Oh, I'm sure she'll understand..", I said as my hand found it's way to his big cock. Dover allowed my wandering fingers to feel up his powerful chest.
"Oh, damn, baby, you're ready again, ain't you?", he groaned, his eyes closing, "Go ahead, baby, eat Dover's cock. My balls are full of manly cum again. Look down and see my cock leaking its sweet, pre-cum just for you, Jesse."
Dover's cock was oozing a glistening stream of pre-cum. My teen cock shot up like a rocket and began to quiver between my thighs just from looking at it. I scrambled down on the floor and knelt between his thick thighs, as he rapidly pulled my face into his sweaty, swollen crotch. "Smell me, and lick me! Don't I smell good, baby?" He tightly pressed my face against his towering manhood. I deeply inhaled and smelled his powerful and heady scent, as I looked up into his face for approval. He nodded and then guided my wet lips to his huge cock head. "Suck me, son, suck me slowly. We have all the time in the world."
It felt so good kneeling there between his strong, manly-scented body, as I slowly, but hungrily, slipped up and down on his excited manhood. His huge hands massaged my shoulders and back, stroking my hair. "Ohhhh, it feels so good, son."
His movements were getting faster. He pressed his cock deeper into my mouth. I was really fascinated by how fast his cock was moving. He got off the couch and stood there before me, his feet planted firmly on the floor; he's so strong! Only his ass and hips move as he shoved his mighty cock in and out of my face. I grabbed his satiny muscular butt in my hands, pulling him more deeply into my eager mouth. Suddenly his legs got shaky and he groaned, fucking my mouth all the deeper and all the harder. Dover is good.
"Yes, Jesse, take my thick load! TAKE IT!"
Moaning and groaning, he shot his load into my waiting teen age throat.
"Good boy! Good boy! That was great, Jesse…just great!" Dover said, completely out of breath.
"Thanks, Dover! Now, … can I come live with you in California?", I asked again
"Oh, JESSE! ... as if you gotta ask!"
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