Todd and I continued our ambiguous games going a little further each time. His dry humping soon turned into wet humping when he got carried away and ejaculated all over my butt cheeks. I was starting to resent the roles that we played in these games. He would do whatever he pleased to get off, and I would have to settle for a hand job afterwards.

But I would be less then honest if I didn’t admit to the unbelievable pleasure I would get from his lubed cock sliding along the crack of my ass. Every time the fat mushroom head slid across the opening to my ass, it would bring me very close to blowing a load all over the pillow I would hump. 

On a night that I found myself extraordinarily horny, I purposely maneuvered my ass so that the tip of his cock would slam into the entrance of my hole. I’m not sure if it was I that didn’t tighten up enough, Todd pushing extra hard, or a combination of both. Nevertheless, I suddenly felt the head of Todd’s cock slip past the ring and enter securely into my ass. Todd froze in place for the two seconds that it took for me to instinctively push back until his cock was fully inserted within me. 

Todd let out a gasp when I gyrated my butt cheeks. I could sense some minor hesitation, but the feeling of Todd having the entire length of his fat cock incased in my warm ass hole won over whatever reservations he was having. Todd grabbed onto my hips and pulled me into a proper doggie-style position and started fucking me in no uncertain terms.

“Oh shit dude! I’m fucking you! You know that, right?” Todd said breathlessly.

“Yeah I know! Can you fuck faster?” I replied.

That was all that Todd needed to hear. His hands went up to my shoulders and he started to pull me back on each thrust as he slammed his cock balls deep into my ass. We started into a volley of the most raunchiest fuck words either of us had ever spoken. My words where basically insults that would force Todd to choose between listening to them while he fucked me or to stop fucking me and go home.

“You like fucking a guy in the ass, don’t you faggot?” I said as I pushed my ass back onto his invading cock. 

“It takes a bigger faggot to take it then it does to give it!” Todd said.

“I’m not complaining faggot, you’re fucking my ass like you’ve been doing it all of your life.” I said.

“You’re ass is just like pussy. Roll over so I can fuck you like a bitch! My little bitch!” Todd said through clenched teeth.”

I did roll over and discovered that getting fucked in the ass is way better on your back then it is on your knees. I could hear Todd’s balls slapping against my ass. It felt as if he was able to go deeper from the angle. My cock started to get rock hard all on its own. I was surprised since it had shriveled up so drastically upon the initial assault.

Now my 7-inch cock was flopping through the air and I started a pattern of squeezing down each time Todd’s cock head slammed into my prostate. I couldn’t believe that I was going to cum. I didn’t even need to touch my cock to make that feeling draw closer.

“Oh shit Todd! I’m going to cum like a bitch. You’re going to make me cum!” I shouted.

Todd and I looked down at the tip of my cock as he continued to fuck my brains out. Clear slime was leaking out by the tablespoon. My balls had tightened into a bump and I went into the onset of an orgasm that I had never felt before. The rise to that peek lasted much longer then it did when I jacked off. My back arched and my ass came completely off the bed.
“I’m going to cum! Oh! Oh! Oooooo shit! I’m cumming, I’m cumming!” I shouted very loudly.

The eye at the end of my cock flew open and a huge white rope of cum shot out. I watched it do a summersault through the air and felt it splatter across my face. I quickly turned my head to the side as the second shot landed on my cheek. I couldn’t believe the volume of jizz and looked back towards my cock just as a third blast flew out and hit my on the chin and neck. Todd slammed his cock home and caused more shots to shoot out and cover my chest and belly.

Todd started to fuck like crazy and I suddenly wanted nothing more then for him to stop and take his cock out of my ass. I felt silly lying there covered in cum as my dick went back into shrivel mode. I found myself saying anything that I could think of to get him hot enough to cum.

“Shoot it on my face!” I said and then held my mouth open like a baby chic waiting to be fed. It worked like a charm. Todd got a surprised smile on his face.

“Fuck that! I’m coming up this tight ass.” He said.

Hearing that had my cock on the rise just as I saw that look wash over Todd’s face. He lowered his body to mine and held on as he hit that peak. 

“Take my cum! Here is goes!” Todd said as he buried his face into the neck and bit down lightly. I could feel the warm cum flowing into me, and the extra sense of slipperiness it created. Todd raised his head and kissed me right on a glob of cum that landed next to my mouth. I was being consumed by the excitement of this moment. The feeling of being kissed while hot semen was being pumped deep inside of me was more then I could handle.

“Oh shit Scotty! That was hot!” I said softly. 

“SCOTTY! Who in the fuck is Scotty?” I heard Todd say as he jumped up and off of my bed.

I was just as surprised as poor Todd. I shook my head as if it might wake me from a bad dream. It didn’t work. It was amazing how quickly I came to a conclusion of how this night would have to play out. I sat there and watched an angry and naked Todd scrambling to get dressed. 

Suddenly Todd pieced together who Scotty was. Scotty was the childhood name that I never grew out of calling him. He was known as Scott these days and Todd began to get a look of revenge in his eye.

“You’re fucking that flaming faggot Scott from school, aren’t you? Wait till everyone hears about that. They’ll never believe I’m a fag.” Todd said with an evil grin.

“Are you sure?” I said as I hit play on the remote control. There on my T.V. screen was a view of Todd humping my butt cheeks on a previous occasion. 

“Sick Fuck!” Todd said as he grabbed his shoes and socks and carried them in his hands as he left, slamming the door behind him.

I felt this since of sadness and desire to cry coming over me. None of which had anything to do with Todd. It was a vision of that day in Scotty’s back yard that frequently came back to haunt me. I thought about what I had just allowed Todd to do to me. Then I thought about what Scotty said to me the last time we spoke. 

“I’m falling in love with you Terry.” 

He waited until I was looking directly at him. He had such a confident look on his face, a look that has haunted me for years. 
It makes me so sad because I’ve had all of this time to re-evaluate the event from both sides. I know that Scotty expected me to say that I felt the same way. I often thought about what he must have been feeling as he prepared himself in those last moments before he said those words to me. About a year after that horrible day, I had come to a point where I didn’t want to live anymore with the guilt over what I had done to the most wonderful person I’ve ever known. I drafted a letter of apology to Scotty. It was an attempt to rationalize my decision to take my own life. 

It did not take long for me to realize what this would do to Scotty. I realized that I had to stay alive for the benefit of a guy who never wanted to speak to me ever again. I couldn’t even kill myself if I wanted to for any reason. The hope that Scotty would someday forgive me was my new reason for living. 

I became consumed again with thoughts of Scotty. I wondered if he has ever done the things with someone that I had done with Todd? I wondered if he ever found the courage to say those words again to another guy. I started to hope that maybe Scotty found someone to return the love that he wanted to give to me on that day. That feeling of hope lasted a nanosecond before it turned into blind jealousy. I wondered what it would be like if it was Scotty who did what Todd and I had just finished doing. The thought of it wouldn’t last long no matter how hard I tried. When I pictured Scotty in my mind, I couldn’t picture us doing those things. I pictured something better then sex. I imagined somehow having another chance to go back and re-live that day.

I had always wished that I had hugged Scotty for being so brave. I wanted to tell him how much it hurts me to have to tell him that I didn’t feel the same way. 

Suddenly I find myself with a whole new scenario in my mind. Now that I look back on that day from this new “gay” perspective, I saw it coming. I remember becoming scared because I could feel his confession coming. The second that I saw his hand reach for the chain on my swing, I knew it. He was going to admit to those feelings that I had spent ever second of everyday trying to make go away. 

I can close my eyes and go back there. I can see him building up his courage from the corner of my eye. I can’t resist and I look. His head as tilted slightly and his eyelids appear heavy. 

“I’m falling in love with you Terry” He says with that smile I have always adored.

Out of nowhere I can feel warm tears running down the sides of my cheeks. I pull him towards me and hug him and hold onto him for dear life.

“I’m already in love with you Scotty. I have been for a long time.” I said with my lips lightly touching his ear lobes. I can smell the clean scent of soap on his warm neck and it’s intoxicating.

I open my eyes and I find myself still naked on my bed with the stench of sex and Todd heavy in the air. I can’t take the pain in my chest. I bury my face into my pillow and begin to scream Scotty’s name. 

“Scotty! Please forgive me. What have I done? I love you Scotty! Please forgive me.”