Ryan is quite a remarkable high school boy who has recently become my lover, and the most important person in my life. You could say we met by accident (literally), but what an accident! Prior to meeting Ryan I had been exclusively heterosexual, but with almost one look into his deep blue eyes, his tousled brown hair and his slim body, I found myself rapidly falling in love with this magnificent teenager. My name is Jeff. I'm 31, about 180 pounds and, I think, just an average guy. Ryan is 18, about 5'6", 130 pounds, a senior in high school and as cute and loveable a person as I've ever met, guy OR girl.
Ryan has the most beautiful cock I've ever seen. It's about 6 inches long, fairly thick, and fits very nicely in my mouth and nearly into my throat. The shaft of his beautiful dick is smooth and straight, with a vein running under the bottom side that throbs and stands out prominently when he's getting hard, although when Ryan is super aroused, his dick sometimes starts to curve upward slightly. The head of his penis (it's cut) is the classical helmet shape, and the color ranges from pink when he's relaxed to deep purple when he's hard. The head of his dick gets so hot when he's hot, that I want to cuddle it in my hands, although having it up my ass or in my mouth (or both) feels really great too!
There's a slight scar on his abdomen just up above his light brown bush, that he got when he was a small boy. He was playing with friends when he fell on a nail and cut himself there. I always give that mark a light kiss after I've sucked him off. His pubic hair is moderately thick, and mainly in a patch above his dick, with some smaller, downy kind of hairs on his balls and between his balls and his ass. There's almost no hair at all on his sweet ass cheeks or around his tiny puckered ass hole.
I think that the most sexually attractive thing about Ryan, as a teenager, is his ass. Yes, everything else is, too. Blue eyes, light brown hair in his eyes, etc. are big turn ons for me, but the one constant factor is his ass. And it isn't just for the obvious reason, the anticipation that I would soon be fucking that tight ass with my cock. Even if (god forbid) I lost my dick, or couldn't get an erection, his hot ass would still be wildly stimulating.
First, the shape of Ryan's asscheeks. Viewed with his jeans or cutoffs on, his ass juts out nicely, just a nice handful while you're kissing him deeply. Viewed from the side, his ass cheeks bulge out prominently enough to catch your eye, but not obscenely far out, like a woman's. I speak as the voice of experience there, as I had dozens of women before I fell in love with Ryan. Now, women's butts are a turn off, but a man’s tight butt catches my eye every time, though I obviously try not to be obvious about it!
When you have him down to his underpants, it gets even better, of course. Again, holding those tight ass mounds while holding him gives you not only the firm feel of that young flesh, but also the warmth of his butt, and when you run your fingers down the middle of his furrow, you can just feel the tiny slit in the center, through the cloth.
Now, when he's naked in front of me, must be the best moment of all. Besides holding his smooth, hairless, round pale ass cheeks in my hands, there's so many other sensory delights. Stroking those globes you can feel the delightful smoothness of his hairless young butt. Insinuating my fingers down his crack, I can clearly feel where his ass hole starts and the entry to his inner world begins. Stroking that hole inside his puckered ass ring, I can feel the tiny quivers running through the ring, his ass cheeks and through the rest of his body as I stroke his sensitive flesh between ass cheek and the rectum itself.
Slipping my finger inside his hole, if he‘s really hot, I'll feel a slight wetness or moisture. I think this is a major turn on. If the man you're finger fucking took a bath or shower recently, this will likely be dry and you'll need to wet it with your finger or tongue so that the entry is pleasant for him. Now, if you have your pants off, or around your knees or ankles while you're reading this, take your hand off your cock. Slip it between your legs, past your balls, to your ass, and slide your index finger up inside your ass hole. Doesn't have to be far, but at least up to the first knuckle, and now rotate it around as best you can. Take it out and bring it up to your nose.
THAT, to me, is the very best part of a man. Smelling the musk on my finger when it's been up his ass, or sniffing it in a man’s underpants, brings you a spicy perfume that never fails to bring my cock to full staff! That tiny trace of manly musk and sweat smells immensely different and serves as an aphrodisiac for me when I'm with Ryan. Now, that's quite a confession for me. Up until recently I'd never had a homosexual experience, and had been with dozens of women and was even married. Then I met Ryan...
Well, as you may recall from Chapter 2, we had planned to get together the next day, Saturday, but it didn't work out. I had to work overtime at the forensics lab (I'm a researcher at the University) and Ryan had to go see his mother. It wasn't until 2 weeks later that we did get together, and by that time we were both crawling the walls with sexual frustration.
We did speak on the phone a week after our first meeting when Ryan called me, to see what was up, and to let me know that the next day was his birthday. I told him how happy I was for him, and that I'd have a treat for him the next time we got together, but that I was sorry I couldn't be there for him that night and the day of his birthday too.
He said that was okay, and that he knew I loved him and cared for him, and that he couldn't wait to see me. He also said that he thought his father and mother might do something special for him, but he didn't know what.
The next week I was back in town, and Ryan came over to see me. We kissed as soon as he stepped inside the door of my house, and hugged. "I missed you, little bit," I said.
"Oh, I missed you too, Jeff," Ryan said. "I feel really bad and I need someone to talk to," he said.
"What's wrong," I said as I led him to 'our' sofa, the one where we first made love.
"Well, I know it doesn't sound like much, and it's probably not important, but both my mom and dad completely forgot about my birthday", he said with a tremor in his voice. "I guess it's babyish of me, but I got kind of depressed about it."
"I'm so sorry, Ryan," I said. "I'm sure they love you deeply, but perhaps something important came up...?"
"Yes, they did have big problems at the places they work, but I was just hoping that someone would say 'Happy Birthday, Ryan,' and except for you, no one did until I reminded them a few days later. It just made me sad," he concluded.
"Well, what would you like to do to feel better?" I asked.
"I was hoping you'd ask that," Ryan said with a smile. "How 'bout my favorite thing, hot dirty sex?"
