The most painful yet beautiful experience with a jock!

Tears started to flow down my cheeks, *he loves me, he really does.* I thought to myself. He pulled my briefs off and kissed my stomach. Then he pulled his off his and revealed his thick 9inch hard on. He dripped lube on it the started to stroke it. Then he applied lube on his fingers and reach for my ass hole, his fingers were warm from stroking his dick. He then went a little north and grabbed my 7 incher and started to stroke my dick which was filled with pre cum. He pushed his middle finger in ass and started to finger me,It didn't hurt. He lowered his head and opened his mouth to my dick. He started sucking my cock while fingering he. I was moaning so loud.

" OOOH, Don,....mmmm....uhhhh, mmmmm, yeah!"
"mmmm, hmmm" he replied going deeper on my dick. I could hear the saliva smacking his lips with every stroke his mouth made. I knew he could feel how tight my ass was getting from him sucking my dick. his finger started to slow down....he removed my dick from his mouth, it was sucked clean he swallowed my pre cum.
"tell me when to stop" he said sincerely
I was frightened by his dick, his finger was fine but his dick was huge.
"okay" I replied
He grabbed hold of his dick and leaned over me several inches from my face.
I then felt the head of his dick find my asshole. He started to push in and it didn't budge.
"Relax,...trust me, I won't hurt you." he whispered
Just the way his voice sounded, like a hero, *my hero.* I felt so protected by him. I then relaxed a bit knowing to trust him. he placed his head on my asshole and started to push again. His head quickly jerked in. It felt as if some one shoved a knife up my ass.
"AAHHH! Wait!!" I yelled, it was burning so bad
"shhhh... It's okay" he whispered
"hug me." he said as he looked into my eyes, seeing the pain he Inflicted.
And so I did I quickly wrapped my arms around his neck, I hugged him really tight afraid to let go. He started to push in again, the pain was excruciating. How could something such as love be involved with so much pain. The pain was all I could feel as I felt his dick go deeper.
"AAAHHHH Stop!!" I yelled, though I was trying to hold it in, I couldn't I just had to yell.
He didn't flinch he kept going.* Did he not love me? why isn't he stoping I know he could hear my pain. I was yelling, my face was buried in his neck by his ear he most definitely could hear me. What was wrong with him. I pulled back onto the pillow and it was damp and i looked at his face. He was just as hurt as I was tears were running down his cheeks with so much pain.
"I'm sorry." he cried, with a cracky voice filled with sorrow.

The pain he was inflicting on me was just as much painful to him. It hurt him to see me in so much pain. And to hear me yell was killing him inside.
"it's okay, I trust you" I said sincerely
He smiled, still crying and hugged me. His hug was tighter than mine pressing my ribs and his biceps were flexing. I reached over his shoulders again and he pulled in all the way.
"AAAHHH!" I yelled biting his shoulder.
It hurt so bad, I wouldn't be surprised if I started bleeding. his thick dick was stretching my asshole really wide. But I had to trust him. He didn't want to hurt me.
His dick was completely in already, he laid on top of me, we were still hugging. After
Several seconds the pain started to ease up and didn't hurt so bad. So i loosened my hug a bit. He then started to pull out and I was back.
"AH!" I yelled
"trust me" he whispered. Passionately

He started to push in again and it started to feel good. The pain ternned into a sensation I liked.
"aww,... yeah" I moaned,
He kept pushing in and pulling out. It then started to get hot, he started getting sweaty and was glistening. This was it, the beauty of love. I had to trust him and I would get an Intriguing sensation. He released me from his bare hug and stared into my eyes for a few second and started to push harder. This was even more pleasurable his thrust's were deeper and overwhelming.
"aww!...awww yeah, don't stop Don, don't stop!" I yelled
"tell me you love me Michael," he said
"I love you! I love you Donovan Stevahn, I love you!" I shouted
"ugh..yeah! Yeah...FUCK....uh yeah!" he moaned
"deeper, go deeper!" I demanded. Though I knew it wasn't possible his dick was thrusting as deep as He could. His balls were smacking my ass dripping with sweat with every push he made. It was going like this for what felt like hours. Time didn't matter to me though. The insanity he was giving me with his dick was unbelievable he kept pushing in and out and kissing me, his tongue exploring my mouth. We both were gasping and panting for air, but didn't care the fixation was mind bottling. He grabbed my right leg with his right arm and raised it, he plowed deeper! I didn't think it was possible. Oh but it felt sooo good!

"AH! Yeah! UUHHH" I moaned and continued kissing.
He was going in deeper and deeper, oh I was going insane! As we kept kissing I was running my fingers through his hair and shortly found my self pulling it. Hi didn't mind he just kept plowing my ass harder, knowing that's what I men't by pulling his hair. His dick was sliding in and out swiftly, almost as easy as cutting butter. I could feel his dick sliding in and rubbing the walls of my asshole. Oh how my dick was hurting, of how hard it was. While he was fucking me his stomach was rubbing my cock and I was ready to cum. The feeling was there already my dick was pulsing and I just Blew up on both our stomachs.
"AAHHHH!." I moaned discreetly
He just kept kissing me. Then grabbed my other leg, I had both legs in the air. Yet again I was surprised his dick went in further without warning and I yelled!
"AAHHHH! FUCK!! Ugh, wait!" gasping for air because the surprise knocked it right out of me.
He didn't stop though and kept plowing my ass. The backboard then started to slam on the wall roaring with with me at the pleasure Donovan bestowed upon me.! Oh the pain when it went in, and the pleasure it gave when he pulled out. I was going crazy yelling at the top of my lungs. He was getting exhausted so I knew the finally wasn't to far. He was sweating oh so much and I was starting to feel the heat too. We were both sweating and his muscles were more defined now and as he pushed in his abs would flex tightly and glisten in the dim light. Oh how sexy his body was. The sweat falling from his chest on mine was hot so I knew he was in heat. He kept thrusting, and started to pant as I moaned loudly.

"I'm Gonna Cum!" he shouted out of breath.
His thrust's became slower And deeper I knew he was ready to Blow. I could feel his dick pulsing. His balls were swollen because they felt bigger and started to rise, a sign he was seconds from eruption. My ass tightened around his cock and he started to yell.
"AAHHHH! FUCK! FUCK! I'm coming!!"
I wrapped both my arms over his shoulders and around his neck, and STRONGLY kissed him. Feeling his hot Cum pulse from his cock inside my ass like velvet was stimulating. We flopped on the pillow, him still on top of me. Kissing like lovers who've been separated for years. His dick was still rock hard and in my ass. I could feel some cum ooze out from my ass and down my crack as we kissed. He then placed his forehead on mine again
and whispered passionately catching his breath
"this was beautiful, you are beautiful...I love you."
I then started to cry. I couldn't help the emotion I just did.
"Don't cry Michael, please don't you make me feel bad." he said sadly
I sniffled, "I'm not sad....I'm happy I couldn't be more happy"
he kissed me then pulled out. Oh man it hurt when he pulled out, my asshole was so stretched out And as I closed, cum oozed out. But the pain was still there.
I then lied down on my left shoulder exhausted from the sex and he creeped up from behind and wrapped his arms under mine and hugged me.
"I don't want you to leave." he said in a whisper
"me ether. I want to stay here lying in bed with you forever." I replied
"I've never made love to anyone as passionately as tonight. Your my everything Michael Andrews." he said squeezing me.
I held his wrist with my right hand and squeezed with him as we went to sleep.

The next morning I woke up alone in his bed. Clueless as to where he was. He then walks in-
and says"NO, you were suppose to be sleeping!"
"haha" I laughed." what is this?" I asked
"I made you breakfast.....so eat up!" he said, with his charming smile.
It was an elegant dish of quiche and mix fruit with a glass of orange juice and red whine. I have never had someone make me breakfast in bed so I was thankful and began to eat. He laid on his back at the foot of the bed and kept tossing a lacrosse ball in the air.
"hey, Babe you wanna go see a movie or hang at the park today or what?" he asked
*Oh my god! He called me BABE!!* I was so shocked I almost choked trying to eat a melon cube. He called me BABE! So we were dating , eeh! I was so excited he could read the expression off my face.
"haha, what?" he asked
"nothing this is grate, yeah" I answered, after observing his smile.
"yeah what?"
"yeah, I wanna go to a park and see a movie with you!" I said with a smile.
"okay, both it is then! And why don't we throw in dinner. I don't want my baby starving." he said happily
*he called me his baby!*
We showered together and got ready for our day out. I then remember I had a txt from Matt so I checked it.
The txt read " Michael I saw you on the patio out back with Donovan, leaning on his shoulder. I know you really like him man, So just go for it. You have me here to back you up in school, no ones gonna mess with us Bro. I'm gonna crash the party and send everyone home so you to can be alone to talk things through. Hope everything goes well. And call me if anything goes wrong!"

Well this story ends pretty different. I got to date Donovan, yeah the school was kinda disgusted by the fact of having guys dating, but we just went with it. Donovan informed the lacrosse team he wasn't gay for all guys he found passion in me so they don't have to worry about him liking them. They were pretty cool with it. most of them said they knew he was straight, but had a thing for me. I just laughed. The school year went by fast and Donovan and I got even closer we told our parents and they were okay with us being in love. Our families shared dinner and grills together. We had a good relationship going thru out the school year. Prom came and we made love again just as good as the first.

The next thing you know graduation was around the corner. Donovan got a lacrosse scholarship to Harvard. He was hesitant but I force him to take it. This was a hard time for us seeming we knew our fate. We planed to spend everyday together before he had to leave for school. I was hurt and every night I'd cry myself to sleep in his arms, my parents let him sleep over and vice versa. He told me to go to Harvard upon my graduation, I said I would but that was just to make the brake up easy. No way in hell I'll get into Harvard. The days we spent together were filled with activities and memories to be cherished for a life time.

Donovan was my first love and that was to be engraved in my heart forever! The move out came quicker than expected. I found myself helping him load hit stuff in his new Mercedes G-class.. Both our parents wished him luck on his journey to adulthood but I was just sad. I didn't want him to go. After our parents went inside each exchanging hugs with Donovan. I walk with him to the back of the Jeep and sat on the bumper with my head down. He walked between my legs an lifted my head.
"your gonna be fine,....before you know it you'll find a man and he'll love just as much as I do." he said with a cracking voice. And started to tear up when he said love. Then hugged me.

He was hurting me with the things he was saying. We'd always say we'd be together and know I find it inevitable, our relationship was over just as quickly as it started in a day. I buried my face in my hands and then in his chest crying like a baby. But I was his baby. He kept holding me but didn't cry histaricly as i did, he just teared up and rested his chin on my head rubbing my back, easing me. He then pulled me back and moved my hands from my face gazed into my bloodshot eyes filled with tears and kissed me. It was the most passionate kiss I'd ever received from him. I think it was because the emotion behind it was of us going to miss each other and love all in one. This lasted a while and again like it started it ended. He placed his palms an my cheeks wiping my tears

He said- " no matter what I'll always love you"
Then we walked to the front of the car and he got in. He gave me his lacrosse jersey from high school and told me to keep it and I did. I told him not to call me once he got there, not out of anger but out of sympathy for my emotions. He looked down at the steering wheel and hesitated but then agreed. He knew how it would hurt to hear from him, and that's what he always promised, to never hurt me. It took a while but he started the engine and leaned out the window for one last kiss. And I kissed him devotedly with both my hands on his cheeks and let go. He frowned and slowly pulled out of the driveway and drove off. I ran to the road to see him drive of till he was out of sight and waved.

My parents came out and told me it was getting late and we should be going home. So we left. This story does end pretty sad but I'm okay. I've graduated three months ago in June and am heading off to college. Im going to attend NYU and study in Chemistry to be a Pharmacist. I'm leaving in a week from today. As for Matt and I, we're still tight buds. He has a girlfriend who is going to move with him to L.A. And attend UCLA. We've all grown up since freshmen year and are now ready to start our lives. I'm ready to study and find my new love in school and have this relationship work. I did see Donovan on the breaks he got from college, but tried to ignore him, I didn't show affection afraid to get hurt, only when he'd leave again. As from what I know now he's becoming a doctor and is single. I don't agree I made a good decision letting him go, and I know there could have been other options to prolong our relationship, But I just knew those options would have stopped me from pursuing my dream.

I'm happy where I'm at now, I'm ready for New York and my heart has recovered fairly well.......

"I love you Donovan Timothy Stevahn!" good luck on your life's journey.

***Love, Michael Andrews