Boys Will Be Boys - Their First Time

by Mickey Erlach

  Boys Will Be Boys

  Their First Time

  An Erotic Anthology Edited By

  Mickey Erlach

  Herndon, VA

  Copyright © 2008 by STARbooks Press

  ISBN-10: 1-934187-32-1

  ISBN-13: 978-1-934187-32-6

  This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, situations and incidents are the product of the authors’ imaginations or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. All rights reserved, including the right of reproduction in whole or in part in any form.

  Published in the United States STARbooks Press PO Box 711612 Herndon VA 20171 Printed in the United States

  Many thanks to graphic artist Emma Aldous for the cover design. Ms. Aldous may be reached at: emma@starbookspress.com.

  Herndon, VA

  CONTENTS

  CONTENTS 3

  Granddad’s Woodshed

  By Jay Starre 1

  Down by the Creek

  By Wayne Mansfield 10

  Last Chance

  By K. Appleby 18

  Six One Thousand

  By R.A. Padgett 29

  Hot Shot

  By Sedonia Guillone 38

  Noah’s Arch

  By Ryan Field 48

  Doesn’t Play Well with Others

  By Stewart Lewis 66

  Stepbrothers

  By Mickey Erlach 71

  The Masseurs

  By Lew Bull 77

  Hot Basement Sex

  By Dan DeVeaux 89

  Many Happy Returns

  By Jordan Castillo Price 96

  Morningwood – A Novella

  By R. Forestier 104

  It’s About Time

  By Jay Barbera 181

  It’s Okay

  By Jay Barbera 193

  Buffed Bad Boy

  By Bearmuffin 205

  Beware of Greeks

  By Mark Dante 208

  Perfection – A Novella

  By Kyle Michel Sullivan 225

  About the Authors 272

  About the Editor 275

  Granddad’s Woodshed

  By Jay Starre

  I was chopping firewood out in the back at Granddad’s when Bobby rode up.

  “Look at those muscles,” he laughed brightly as he dismounted and tied his horse to the hitching rail.

  “How ya doing, Bobby?” I asked, stopping what I was doing to stare at him.

  He’d grown. I hadn’t been up to Granddad’s ranch in the Colorado Mountains for two years, the last time back when I was eighteen. Bobby’s family lived on the ranch down the road. He’d only been sixteen then and quite chubby. I looked him up and down, noting how the chubbiness had been replaced mostly by a fuller chest and broader shoulders. He was sexily plump.

  “You sure are looking me over, Brent. Like what you see?”

  And then the little fucker clutched his crotch suggestively and leered at me.

  He was always a joker, and I’d liked that about him. Although he grinned now, and so did I, a rising boner in my jeans revealed the true story. Bobby clutched what looked like a stiff bulge in his own rough work jeans.

  “I saw your Granddad driving to town on the road a while ago. No one’s around. Let’s go in the woodshed and fool around.”

  His dark eyes swam with promised lust. He licked bowed, pursed lips. He was a fucking little cock-tease!

  I abruptly decided to test his dare.

  Dropping the axe in my hands, I reached out and grabbed his arm, almost dragging him toward the shelter of the woodshed. “Let’s see what you got, then, Bobby. I’m sure my cock’s bigger than your little snake,” I smirked, thrusting my hips ahead and unzipping my fly at the same time.

  I fished out my hard dick just as we reached the open front of the woodshed. I figured that would scare him off if he was bluffing.

  He wasn’t bluffing.

  “Nice boner! But look at this, Brent,” Bobby chortled, his face flushed and his eyes wide.

  He unbuckled his belt and undid his fly in a flurry of fingers. Before I knew it, his pants and his underwear were down around his knees! I felt my mouth dropping open. One big, long, stiff boner thrust up in the crisp mountain air in front of him.

  His cock was enormous!

  “Fuck! That is a respectable rod you got there,” I admitted.

  We’d moved into the shed, which faced away from the house and into the thick woods. No one could see us, and Granddad was in town for the afternoon anyway. Bobby and I faced each other, our rock-hard cocks rearing up between us.

  “Let’s jerk off. The cold air always makes me horny,” Bobby said, still grinning.

  He was already stroking his cock with both hands. It was so fucking big both hands fit on the lengthy shaft. The purple head poked out above his fists all swollen and drooling. I realized I was trembling. The autumn air did seem to have that horny tension to it. I managed a shaky smile as I began to pump my own tool.

  “Yeah! It feels good, doesn’t it, Brent?” Bobby muttered, really getting into it as he shoved his hips forward and banged his big meat against mine. His hands rubbed up and down, pumping more of the gooey pre-cum from the swollen slit. His cock had a big cap, wide and with a flared crown that shone bright purple by then. I stared greedily at it as I used one hand to rub my own boner.

  “Spit on it, Brent. Rub it good,” Bobby suggested in a quavering voice.

  I glanced up at his face. He was very cute, with soft raven-dark hair cut short above his neat ears. He had a chubby face, but his features were button-cute. His lips were wet with drool, and as I watched, he raised one hand and stuck out his tongue to wipe spit all over the fingers. He dropped that hand back to his cock and began to rub it up and down, with the other gripping the fat base just above his hairless nut sack.

  I followed his lead, spitting on my fingers and rubbing the sticky lube up and down my respectable, but smaller-sized boner. Hell, any cock would look small next to Bobby’s gigantic meat! I felt chills of desire coursing up and down my spine as I continued to rub spit into my cock and stared at Bobby’s giant bone.

  But then he abruptly escalated the action. I’d shed my shirt while chopping wood in the autumn sunshine, and now I noticed how he stared hungrily at my bare chest. Without warning, he bent over and clamped his mouth over one of my nipples.

  “Goddamn!” I hissed.

  The wet warmth suddenly sucking on my sensitive nub was like an electric shockwave blasting through my chest. Even hotter, Bobby’s hands moved to my cock as he sucked and licked my nipple. He began to yank and pull on my boner. I groaned and muttered as I returned the favor and took hold of his big cock to start working it. God it was huge! Fat, rubbery and stiff, it was like a baseball bat of torrid, sexy fuck-flesh. I pulled on it with one hand and thrust my chest into Bobby’s hot mouth. He gurgled noisily over my nipple while rubbing spit-wet fingers up and down over my dick. It was awesome.

  I don’t know how it happened. My hands obviously had a will of their own. One of them was suddenly sliding around Bobby’s naked waist and roaming over the hot expanse of his bare butt. I gasped with heightened passion as my fingers kneaded and explored hairless butt cheek. Lush and firm, that ass quivered under my touch. Bobby’s fingers on my cock increased their already frantic rhythm. When my searching hand dipped into the parted butt crack, Bobby’s mouth went wild over my nipple.

  I stroked Bobby’s monster meat while I poked boldly into his heated ass crack. The crevice was deep and moist. Slick, hairless and smooth as satin, the plump butt cheeks quaked and shivered as I sought and found the small, puckered asshole betwe
en them. I toyed with the tight rim and crinkled lips while yanking on Bobby’s big shank.

  That did it for him. With a loud groan, Bobby’s body heaved and a geyser of warm goo splattered out of the head of his giant cock. The stench of the male juice and Bobby’s wild hands on my own cock combined in an irresistible pressure. My balls poured out their seed as I blew a load, too.

  We writhed and bucked together, jizz coating our crotches and fingers. My hand in Bobby’s butt crammed deeper, and I actually poked a finger up an inch between the tight ass lips. He cried out and wiggled his butt as his cock oozed out the last of its copious brew.

  We leaned against one another as we attempted to catch our breath and slow our pounding hearts. Bobby’s smirk and wink made me laugh as he pulled up his underwear over drying cum.

  “I gotta go home and do my chores before dark. See you tomorrow at the same time when your Granddad goes to town.”

  I nodded in a daze of semi-satiated lust. Bobby’s chunky, sexy body was suddenly very alluring. I wanted more of him, and he’d just promised to supply me with it. I watched him ride away with a resurrecting cock in my jeans.

  That evening I borrowed Granddad’s truck and drove into town. I had to get some condoms! A riot of fantasies ran through my head as I tossed and turned in my bed that night. What exciting things would we do in the woodshed tomorrow?

  Although Granddad was retired, he owned a small law office in the nearby town and went in every afternoon to grouch at his partners. Sure enough, while I was out chopping and stacking firewood, Bobby rode up again.

  “Let’s take all our clothes off this time. You got such a hot chest, and I wanna see the rest of you. I wanna see you butt-naked,” Bobby blurted out in a rush as he tethered his horse.

  His excited grin and sparkling amber orbs got me immediately hot. My cock leapt and dribbled before I even dropped my axe and chased him into the relative privacy of the woodshed. It was a bright October day, and the sun was pleasantly warm. It shone through the open front of the shed directly on us with only the deer in the woods being offered a view of whatever we decided to do.

  The smell of wood chips and fir sap hovered in the shed. I’d always liked that smell. I inhaled it deeply, smiling at the warm sun on my face, my senses heightened in expectation of exploring more intimately Bobby’s chunky young body.

  Bobby, the horny little slut, wasted no time. He tore off his thick wool shirt and undershirt then hopped out of his jeans, leaving his boots on, so he wouldn’t have to step on the woodchips and shavings on the shed floor. I watched him greedily, impressed by the changes in his body over the past two years. He still had a tan, although it was fading, and his skin was smooth and appealing. His shoulders were wide, and his hairless chest was well-shaped with small brown nipples already erect and excited. His stomach was flat, although there was a hint of love handles around his waist. His naked thighs were big and strong.

  And, his cock was big and hard.

  I began stripping as I looked him over while he returned the inspection avidly. His intense amber eyes spotted my stiff rod, and they roamed over my muscular build with appreciative lust. His look sent shivers up and down my spine, the brisk autumn air partially responsible for that, too.

  Bobby couldn’t have been greedier for it. He grabbed my cock and clamped his mouth over my chest so quickly I almost fell over backwards. He obviously assumed we’d repeat the shenanigans of the day before. I realized his experience in the sexual arena was practically nil.

  “We’re going to suck cock today. Okay?”

  Bobby nodded his head vigorously, his eyes nearly bulging out of his head. He was actually drooling!

  “I want you to bend over and suck on my cock while I play with your hot ass. How’s that sound?” I suggested. I hoped he agreed. I’d been fantasizing about that plump, warm butt endlessly ever since I’d copped a feel the previous afternoon.

  “Sounds hot! I’ve never sucked a cock before. I can’t wait,” Bobby muttered under his breath.

  His eyes were on the prize as he bent over and shoved his face in my crotch. I still had a hand on his cock and pulled him around by the big handle so that he was sideways in front of me. I let go of his boner and placed both hands on his white ass. Just as I gripped the hot flesh in both palms, I felt a warm mouth surround the head of my cock. I grunted and bit my lip, my legs shaking as Bobby started licking my cock head.

  Reveling in that sweet sensation, I took a minute to appreciate the awesome sight of Bobby’s sexy, bare butt. The fading tan line accentuated the swell of his big cheeks. Ivory white skin, totally hairless and without blemish, curved in twin sexy mounds bisected by a deep crevice.

  My hands moved greedily over the flesh, kneading and stroking as I pulled the cheeks apart and stared down into the exposed crack. I could see Bobby’s asshole! Bobby’s mouth slurped up half my cock as I stared down at his vulnerable little slot, and I knew I just had to feel it. I held the plump cheeks apart with one hand and crammed my fingers into the valley with the other. Slick, moist skin welcomed my exploration. I found the wrinkled hole and began to tease and stroke it. Bobby lurched, his back arching and his mouth opening wider to take in more of my throbbing cock. As I began to toy with the slippery, flushed opening, Bobby grunted and buried his face in my crotch, suddenly taking all of my boner into his mouth at once.

  I shoved my finger between his tight ass lips. The clamping sphincter pulsed and snapped around my digging digit. I wormed it deeper, incensed at the way it looked, my finger sticking out of his hole as I probed and poked his guts. His hot insides quivered nervously, but Bobby apparently loved it. He wiggled his big sexy butt and slurped greedily over my stiff bone. His wet suctioning was driving me nuts while the nasty smacking of his lips also gave me an idea.

  I bent over and spit down into his crack, the gob of saliva landing right on target. I worked the spit into his tight young asshole with my finger. He groaned deep in his chest, and his ass shook like big bowls of sexy Jell-O. I grinned and spit again, working the goo in and out and deeper and deeper.

  We were both shaking by then. With my finger exploring Bobby’s tight little anus and his mouth bobbing up and down over my stiff whanger, I felt orgasm approaching. I was going to blow! But Bobby lost it first. His high-pitched whine thrummed around my cock as he suddenly erupted. He’d been pumping his own cock, and he grunted out his ecstasy. I felt jizz spraying my naked thighs.

  That did it for me, plus the fact his snug butthole convulsed wildly around my knuckle-deep finger. I jammed that finger as far up Bobby’s quivering hole as possible and thrust my cock up into his slobbering mouth. I shot.

  Waves of hot satisfaction rocked through me as my cock unloaded in Bobby’s mouth. He kept on sucking until both of us had emptied our young balls. I pulled out and Bobby stood up, my finger still buried up his between his sexy ass cheeks.

  “Will you suck me off, too?” Bobby’s innocent smile belied his lusty libido.

  I didn’t even bother to answer. I still had my finger up his ass, and I wiggled it around and grinned, dropping down to kneel on our discarded clothing. His cock drooped slightly, but was still fat and full.

  He was hot for more sex already! Kneeling in front of him, I had my arm wrapped around his waist and one finger still digging around in his steamy ass slot. As he squirmed around that probing finger, he hastily worked to wipe the jizz off his cock onto his undershirt. His cock reared out in front of him, half-hard, when I opened wide and slurped it up.

  I’d sucked cocks before, but never one this big. I thought I’d dislocate my jaw! It was fat as hell and had to be a foot long. He was definitely young and hung. I fed it to myself with one hand around the base while I continued to probe into his tight asshole with a spit-wet finger. Bobby’s cock rose up to its former stiffness after a few moments of avid slurping on my part. Then, he obligingly spread his legs wider to open up his crack for my delving finger. That’s when I released his cock with my other hand and s
hoved it up under his crotch. Now I had both hands in his crack.

  I got my fingers in there, pulling his hole apart with one hand then placing a second finger beside the first and wiggling it around the swollen ass lips to worm it beyond the defending rim. Bobby groaned, and his butt shook as he bent his knees and dropped down slightly over my fingers. That did the trick. I suddenly had two fingers up his butthole.

  I bobbed my head over his fat cock head, managing to open my throat and get half his shaft in my mouth. Bobby groaned louder, his butt shaking like mad and his asshole going crazy around my fingers. I snorted air through my nose and took the plunge, sucking in all of Bobby’s big boner to the balls.

  Bobby cried out, his asshole suddenly opening up like a budding bloom. The sphincter gaped apart, and both my fingers plunged deep. I wiggled and twisted them, probing Bobby’s cherry prostate with insistent jabs. His knees weakened, and he reached out with both hands to lean on me, his asshole totally open for my jabbing fingers.

  I knew right then that I had to fuck him. Immediately.

  I spit out his cock in a daze of lust and turned him with my hands on his ass. He moaned and shook all over, while his asshole remained sloppy and welcoming, as if he knew what was coming and was already giving in to it. Bobby bent over, placing his hands on his knees, and then he looked back at me. Those big brown eyes were soft and dreamy. He wanted to get fucked!

  My own cock was hard as rock again. I had to take my fingers out of Bobby’s quaking ass-pit long enough to put on a condom I frantically fished out of my discarded jeans, but he remained bent over and waiting without saying a word.

  What a sight! The sexy country boy was naked except for his boots, his feet wide apart and his chunky alabaster ass wriggling, bent over, waiting for my cock. Unbelievable!

  I stood behind him and shoved my cock between the globes of his plump young ass. The mounds trembled violently as my poker scooted around in search of the hot little butt slot. In a daze of heated desire, I managed to remember about the lube I’d also bought in town the evening before. My pants were at my feet. I hastily bent down and rummaged through the pockets again.