Chapter 4: Wreck In the Basement 2

I woke up in the middle of the night having to pee. The lights and the TV were still on. I got up and put on my shorts and went upstairs to use the bathroom. I went back down to the basement and saw Gordie pissing into the laundry sink and my mouth fell open. He laughed when he saw my face.

Gordie turned off the TV and the lights and we climbed back into bed.

"Hey, Clark?" he whispered in the dark.

"Yeah?" I whispered back.

"Did you like what we did earlier?" he asked.

"Yeah. Did you like it?" I asked back.

"Hell yeah," he chuckled. "I fucking loved it. So... Are you, uh, you know... gay?"

"Yeah. I wasn't sure until today. Are you?"

"I like girls. I think I'm bi."

"Oh. That's cool."

Gordie took my hand and moved it to his crotch. His dick was hard again.

"Do you... You want me to suck it for you again?" I asked in a whisper.

"Yeah."

I bent down and took Gordie's big fat dick into my mouth. I gave him another blowjob and let him come in my mouth again.

"God, you're really good at that, Clark," he said and we both started laughing.

Gordie let out a deep breath. "I need a smoke."

We got up and put on our shorts and went out the basement door that led to the back yard. We stood under the deck in silence while Gordie had a smoke before returning to bed.

I sucked him off one more time in the morning before he took me home.

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Gordie and I started hanging out a lot more and we'd spend the night at each others houses as often as our parents let us. I gave him many so many blowjobs I lost count... in his bed, in his basement, in my bedroom, in his truck. I blew him almost every single day for the next two months and a lot of times, he would jerk me off.

Thanksgiving weekend was when Gordie rounded third and hit a home run.

It was Saturday afternoon. His parents were visiting friends for the day and wouldn't be back until late that night. Gordie came by the house to pick me up. When I came outside he was leaning against his truck smoking. He was wearing a flannel shirt over a wife beater tank top, faded jeans and brown cowboy boots. His wallet was chained to a belt loop. He looked hot as hell. My knees weakened and my crotch tightened. He looked at me and smirked. He knew the effect he had on me. He flicked the cigarette butt onto the driveway and stomped it out.

"Ready?" he asked.

We went and grabbed a quick lunch and before long we were alone in his bedroom. Our clothes were piled on the floor and we laid down in his bed naked.

We were kissing and making out and Gordie rolled on top of me. His penis was between my legs and I could feel it poking at me.

"Clark, do ever think about fucking?" he asked quietly.

"Yeah. Sometimes," I said. Truthfully, I thought about it all the time, and I wanted Gordie to be my first.

"I wanna fuck you, Clark. I wanna fuck you in the ass. You wanna try it?"

I nodded. "Yeah. I want to."

"You really wanna give me your cherry?"

"Yeah."

Gordie got some lotion from his nightstand drawer. He rolled me over onto my stomach and began squishing the lotion into my crack. He pushed his finger into my hole.

"Ouch," I cried out. "Go slow, Gordie."

Gordie slowed down and began fingering me slowly. He pushed in a second finger and moved a little bit faster. He pulled me up until I was on my hands and knees. I heard the squishing noises as he lubed up his cock with the lotion. He knelt behind me and pushed the head of his fat uncut cock into me. I cried out in pain.

"It hurts, Gordie... It hurts..."

"It'll be okay, baby, just give it a minute..."

Oh, God, it burned and hurt like hell, but Gordie just called me 'baby'. My mind was swimming with emotions. He pushed further into me. His body moved down so that he was on top of my back. His hairy chest and belly covered my back and his weight on me felt good. He brought his arms under me and around my chest and held me tight.

"You're so tight, Clark. Fuck, it's so hot and so soft..."

Gordie began moving in and out of me nice and slow. I grit my teeth and squeezed my eyes shut. He pushed deeper and his dick slid across something inside me and I gasped and moaned. My dick pulsed and a dollop of pre-come dripped onto the bed.

"Oh, fuck, squeeze it like that again," he moaned.

Gordie slid out and and back in. He held my hips tight and began thrusting faster. He kept rubbing against what I later found was my prostate and I was hard as a rock. The pain was gone and it was replaced by intense pleasure.

"Oh, yeah, Clark," he grunted.

"Gordie, it feels good," I moaned. "Fuck me, Gordie."

"Yeah, I'm fucking your ass, baby!"

"Oh, god!" I moaned.

Gordie's thrusts became more erratic and he pushed into me and cried out.

"I'm coming!" he shouted.

I felt his cock swell and jerk repeatedly. I felt a warm sensation inside me and when he pulled out, his hot semen leaked out and ran down my balls and my leg.

Gordie grabbed a towel and swiped it up my leg and my ass crack. I collapsed forward onto the bed and then rolled onto my back. Gordie looked down and took my cock in his hand and looked me in the eye and said, "Don't come in my mouth."

He bent down and sucked me into his mouth. It was warm and wet and the gentle suction was amazing. I never felt anything like it. Then he slipped a finger into me and finger banged me while sucking me off.

"Gord," I warned him. Gordie pulled his mouth off me and jerked my cock and I sprayed a huge load all over us.

Gordie climbed on top of me and kissed me hard and passionately. He pushed my legs back, which tilted my ass up to him. He pushed his still erect cock into my wet hole. I wrapped my arms and legs around him. He fucked me hard and fast in the missionary position. He sucked my neck and gave me a hickey. His hairy belly rubbed against the bottom of my dick. I was moaning and whimpering while Gordie grunted and groaned.

"You feel so good, baby," he whispered.

"You're so big, Gordie," I whimpered.

Gordie kept hitting my prostate and rubbing my dick with his belly. I grabbed at Grodie's back, trying to pull him into me. I felt it building up. I couldn't believe it. Gordie was going to make me come.

"Don't stop, Gord, I'm gonna come."

The contractions of my ass muscles as I pulsed warm juice between us did him in. He thrust harder and groaned loudly. "Oh, baby, oh, fuck!"

He looked into my eyes and his face contorted with pleasure.

"Shoot inside me, Gordie," I whispered.

He cried out and thrust hard into me one final time as his cock pulsed repeatedly as it shot hot come into my rectum. When Gordie collapsed on top of me and tenderly kissed my neck and my lips, I knew I had fallen in love with him.