Boys of Life

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in the open just barely touching it with his tongue. Which made me even wilder. When he went down on me completely ir was almost a relief from all that excitement.
    I remember reaching my hands down to feel his lips and the base of my dick where it disappeared into his mouth. I was suddenly feeling totally peaceful. I had the weirdest feeling I was traveling somewhere, even though I knew I was standing completely ^till there in that stretch of field. But I felt like I was gom^ somewhere, .ill this was raking me someplace I didn't know—I'd never seen it before, but that was okay, that was just fine. And the hum of those power lines up above our heads with all that electricirv zinging along tor miles and miles m who knew where, and here we were right in the middle of it.
    In the meantime Carlos was untying my sneakers, then he was sliding my jeans of! me, and there 1 was burr-naked -which is a pretty amazing thing, to be butt-naked like that outdoors. Even for somebody like me, who used to traipse deep in the woods sometimes and strip down totally except for my sneakers—then I'd run around tor a while like some wild Indian until I got SO excited being like that I'd jerl
    Carlos pulled me down on my back on the blanket. He bent over

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    me on his hands and knees and kept his mouth going on my dick, hut also on my halls and my belly button and my nipples and meantime his hands were everywhere, light as feathers that just as soon as I'd feel them somewhere they'd be gone and cropping up somewhere else to give me goosebumps. Then before I knew what was happening he grabbed both my ankles and pushed my legs up in the air over my head and went right to my asshole with his tongue.
    If you'd hooked one of those power lines to me right then, it wouldn't have been any more of a shock. I'd never dreamed in a million years of one person doing something like that to somebody else, but the feeling was so incredible I came right there, groaning like some wild animal and shooting all over my chest. But Carlos just kept going, pushing farther up with his tongue, then sliding a finger up me, at first just a little ways till I tensed up around it, but then all the way in.
    It hurt like fire and I grabbed his wrist to make him stop, but the way he was moving it around in there was like electricity. I started to get hard all over again, even though it still hurt, and I could feel my asshole clenching and unclenching like a fist. Somehow he'd gotten his pants down around his knees, because the next thing I knew he was pushing his dick up me. It hurt ten times more than his finger, and I remember thinking, No way, he can't be going to do this to me—hut there it was. I thought I was going to pass out it hurt so much, hut he 111 >r kept pushing it in farther and farther even though 1 didn't think
    uld go any farther in and I thought I was going to explode there was BO much up there inside me already—like when you have to shit really had and you don't think you Can hold it in another second, hut
    then .ill of .» sudden something just gave way and 1 remember letting out this huge yell and banging my he.id back against the ground five or six times and bellowing like 1 was .< million miles away from even
    thing and he was ;>ll the way inside me. He kept it then- tor .i minute
    with my .isshok- spasming around his dick, and he bent ovei and kissed me, which must have been the best kiss ot my lite because I kept ■ on th.it kiss so l wouldn I have to think about that thing stmk up m\ butt .«nd hou scared 1 was that what with everythiri
    fol him to get it up me, he'd kill me it Ik- tiled to pull it out
    :, [t'd be like pulling out ■■ plug and my lmh^ would just go whoosh ing <»iit
    When he in [ured I m he pulled out •» little way
    i ,u I in I just kind oi melted, h was like that warm
    i iwallo* "t whi i s through yout stomach, only
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    now it was my whole body and not just my stomach that warm feeling

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