“What happened? Did you… Ummm… Cum?”
“Not yet, little brother,” I assured him. “That was only one way guys can have sex with each other.”
“Oh! What’s another way?” His eyes brightened considerably, and he stared at me with impatient expectance.
“Well, there’s anal, but-”
“What’s that? It sounds fun!”
“Anal is where one guy puts his cock-”
“What’s a cock?” he interrupted.
“Your dick.”
“What’s that?”
“This,” I answered, reaching down and taking his little erection in my hand. He moaned lightly as I squeezed it. “This is your dick. It’s also called your cock, your rod, your meat, whatever. This is the head,” I stroked it lightly with my thumb. “This is your shaft,” I ran my index finger down it. “And these are your balls. Any more questions?”
“Yeah, what’s anal?”
“If you’d have let me finish, you’d know. Anal is when one guy puts his cock in the other guy’s ass.”
“And then what happens?”
“He pushes in and out, like oral kinda, until he cums into the other guy’s hole.”
“That sounds really fun! Can we try it, Cavan?”
“I dunno…” I trailed off. “It can hurt the first time.”
“I don’t care! I want to do it!” His eager innocence made some beast inside of me wake up, and roar and shake its mane.
“Do you really want it, Charlie?” I asked quietly.
“Yes!”
“Then beg for it.”
“What?” he asked, confused.
“Beg for it! Beg for me to fuck your little ass!”
“Does fuck mean anal?”
“No, fucking is having sex with someone. Now beg for it!”
“Umm… Please have anal with me, Cavan?”
“Not good enough!” I said, then grabbed him and pulled him onto the bed, so that I was on top of him. He blushed and grinned, pushing his waist up to mine so that our dicks were touching. “Beg for it, Charlie! Tell me how bad you want it!”
“I want it really, really bad, Cavan!”
“What do you want really bad, Charlie?”
“I-I want-” he stuttered, blushing. “I want you to… Ummm…”
“I’m not going to give it to you unless you beg, Charlie.” He laid under me, still hard but silent, blushing deeply. I began to rise off of him, reaching for my clothes with one hand, which did the trick.
“I want you to fuck my ass, Cavan!” he exclaimed suddenly.
“How bad do you want it?”
“I want it so bad that it hurts in a good way on the inside!”
“Get on your hands and knees, Charlie,” I whispered to him, and he did so, sticking his small butt up into the air. I went to my dresser and pulled out a half-empty bottle of KY lube, rubbed it all over my index finger. I went over to Charlie and gently pushed my finger into his tight hole. He gasped and shivered in pleasure. I inserted it all the way in to the knuckle, then pulled out again, repeating the process. “Does that feel good?” I asked him.
“Oh God, yes, Cavan!” he said breathlessly. “Is this anal? I thought you were supposed to use your thing-”
“Call it a dick or a cock, Charlie, it’s not a ‘thing’.”
“I… Umm… Thought you were supposed to put your cock inside of me.”
“I will, I just have to loosen you up first, or it will hurt a lot.”
“Oh,” he said quietly. “Well, loosen me up all you want, ‘cause this is the best feeling ever!”
“Just wait until I get my dick in there… It’ll feel even better.” I began to add fingers, until I was fingering him with three at a time, and he was panting like a puppy. I enjoyed every moan. He started asking me when I was going to fuck him, and I said when he was nice and loose and lubed up. Technically, I could have started fucking him after the second finger, but I took pleasure in hearing him beg for me to fuck him.
Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore. With my free hand, I lubed up my dick, then got on my knees behind him. I pulled out my finger, then quickly replaced it with my cock, ramming it all in up to my balls. He gasped loudly and leapt forward a little. “Did I hurt you?” I asked, afraid.
“No!” he exclaimed. “That was the best thing ever! Do it again!” I started thrusting into him, and every so often he’d beg me to go faster, or harder, or both, until I was literally pounding him, rocking his little body with each thrust, my balls slapping against his ass every time I humped him. It was lucky for us that our parents weren’t home, because Charlie was gasping and moaning and panting, until he was as loud as a banshee.
I started moaning too, because he was so tight and good. Charlie started rocking his ass in a counterbeat to mine, so that when I pushed forward, he pushed back against me, and vice versa. I felt the tension building up at the base of my shaft, and I leaned down over Charlie so that my face was in his soft hair, right next to his ear. “I’m going to cum, Charlie,” I whispered, putting my hands on his narrow hips.
“Cum inside me, big brother!” I started fucking him even harder, until I felt the tension explode out of my cock and into his ass, shot after shot of my thick cum into Charlie’s little hole. He moaned louder than ever.
When I finished cumming, I collapsed next to Charlie, pulling him down so that my dick was still inside him but I was cuddling him. “That felt so good, Cavan,” he panted. “I love having your cum inside me, but I love having your dick inside me even more. Can we do this more?”
“We can do it every day if you want, Charlie.”