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two minute warning


by RIMPIGFL - February 21 2005

The first half had been a real struggle. The team from Mitchell High was almost equally matched to us. For some reason, our coach had been playing a very conservative game, keeping the ball on the ground most of the downs. By the time the half was over the score stood 3 to 3. Only a field goal by each team had been scored.

As we came out of the locker room to begin the second half, Cole looked over at me and gave me a look which said to follow him. He walked over to the sidelines near some empty seats and I followed.

"We gotta get the ball in the air. We ain't goin' fuckin' nowhere on the ground!" he hissed.

I could see he was seething with anger. Normally, we all had faith in coach's judgement but something was wrong. We weren't playing 'our' game. It was unthinkable, but I thought that coach had given into his own nervousness at being this close to a championship.

"But what the fuck are we going to do about it?" I asked Cole, almost afraid of what he was going to say.

"We'll put up with it for one more quarter. If nothing happens, I want you to be ready to run your ass off and catch whatever I fuckin' throw you. You with me?" he asked.

"Aren't I always?" I grinned at him.

"Yeah. You're the only fucking thing in my life I can always count on, man. BJ, if we come out of this with a win, you better be ready for some real celebrating tonight!" he grinned back, the edge of his anger broken. "Just the two of us!" he added.

That shocked me. I had no idea what Cole had in mind. Why wouldn't we celebrate with the team? This would be the most important victory that any of us had ever experienced. Why would Cole want us to celebrate alone?

"Ok, Cole. You've got it!" I answered.

Whatever he had in mind, it didn't matter. I'd go along. How could I not? I was still as deeply in love with him as ever.

The third quarter saw more of the same, with no change in the score. You could tell the fans on both sides were getting restless. This kind of defensive struggle may make for interesting strategy, but it made for a boring spectator event.

When the whistle sounded for the fourth quarter, I looked over at Cole. He grinned at me and winked. Then he walked over, put the face piece of his helmet against mine so that we were looking directly into each other's eyes.

"Just be ready! When you hear me call 'Red Dog', you know what to do!" he screamed over the noise of the crowd.

"I'll be there!" I yelled back.

'Red Dog' was a pass pattern we'd been running since we were little kids. It called for me to dash down field, cut right and then cut back left. At that point, the ball would come to me. It was a maneuver we had run more than a thousand times in our lives. I wouldn't fail him.

But time kept moving. We kept keeping the ball on the ground. Mitchell High got the ball and managed to make another field goal making the score 6 to 3. At the 'two minute warning', Mitchell High had the ball but lost it on the next down. I could see the clock grinding down to less than one minute. It was now or never, and I knew it. We were down by three points and were out of time outs. We lined up at the line of scrimmage on our own 25 yard line. Cole started calling the numbers.

"Blue..22...Blue..22...Red Dog...HIKE!" and the center snapped the ball to Cole.

I took off running. I didn't need to look back. I knew what I was supposed to do and I knew that Cole would have the ball waiting for me when I got there. A Mitchell defender tried to keep up with me, but I ran faster and harder than I had ever run in my life. This wasn't for Brandon High - this was for Cole! I know that this was NOT the play that coach had sent into the game for us to run. If this didn't work, and we lost the game, Cole would be blamed. No matter what, I couldn't let that happen!

I cut back the final time. I saw the ball coming right into my hands. I also saw another Mitchell defender heading right towards me. I knew that if I just caught the ball he would have a perfect shot at tackling me and could pop the ball from my hands making it an incomplete pass and the game would be over. So I knew I had to do something else. I'd never been a defensive player and never had tackled anybody. But I knew what I had to do. I grabbed the ball, tucked it to my body, bent low and, at full speed, went into the body of the Mitchell defender shoulder first. I felt the pain as my shoulder hit his middle and heard the loud 'OOF!' as I knocked the wind out of his body. He fell to the side and I kept running. The goal line was only a few yards ahead. There was nobody who could stop me. I stopped running and found myself standing in the end zone all alone, the stadium side with the Brandon fans going wild! I heard the gun and knew the game was ended. We'd done it! We'd won the state championship!

The next thing I knew, I was being picked up off the ground by a pair of strong arms which wrapped themselves around my hips. I looked down and there was Cole, holding me up as I held the ball up in the air, taking the adulation from the crowd. Our team mates surrounded us and as Cole let me slide down into his arms, he looked at me and mouthed what I could have sworn were the words 'I love you'. But we were too quickly torn apart by other team members wanting to hug us and slap our butts in congratulations.

The locker room was a riot scene. Guys yelling and slapping each other's backs and butts. I finally got into the shower only to find Cole standing there, waiting for me. I took a shower head next to him and watched as he moved his hands over his body which I had grown to know so well, by sight, touch and taste. He caught me staring at him and grinned and winked at me. He leaned over and whispered in my ear.

"Get dressed. We're getting out of here now!" he said.

"But what about the party with the guys? You're the quarterback and the captain of the team! You can't miss that!" I said.

"I know it. We're going to get there early, spend a little time and duck out as soon as we can. You with me?" he asked.

"Whatever you say, Cole." I answered, grinning at him.

I guess we stayed at the party for about an hour. Then Cole came up behind me and whispered.

"Go down and get in the car. I'll be there in two minutes. That's your fucking 'two minute warning'!" he giggled in my ear.

"You got it!" I said and made my way out of the party and down to his car.

For his sixteenth birthday, Cole's parents had bought him a used Firebird which was a couple of years old. It was fire engine red and Cole had really pumped the engine to where it now was capable of doing 140 mph. For my sixteenth birthday, my parents had bought me a small pick-up truck with an extended cab. It was black and I loved my truck. But most of the time, when we went out together, it was in Cole's Firebird.

As promised, it was about two minutes after I got to the car that Cole showed up. He had a twelve-pack of beer under his arm and it shocked me. Cole and I never drank! We were very serious about sports and maintained training discipline all the time! But I suddenly realized, that was all over! We had no more sports to play until college came next fall! The final high school season was over for us - and we won!!!

Cole roared out of the driveway of the house of one of the junior players who was holding the party. The kid was Cole's back-up quarterback and would assume the job next year. I expected him to head towards home but instead, he headed onto the highway and out of town. On the way, he whipped into a McDonald's drive-thru and ordered six Quarter-Pounders with cheese and four large orders of fries. Then he headed out and pulled next into the Days Inn, out off the interstate. He didn't stop at the office, just pulled around the back of the motel and pulled into a parking spot in front of one of the rooms.

I looked at him questioningly. He grinned and took a hotel key out of his pocket and dangled it in front of me. He must have gotten the room earlier in the day. He'd had this all planned out! I had no idea exactly what he had in mind, but whatever it was, I was more than willing to go along.

"I told your parents and mine that we wouldn't be home tonight. I want you alone, with nobody around!" he said, grabbing the beer and food and getting out of the car.

I followed him, carrying both our gym bags, into the room which was almost filled by the single king-sized bed. He put the beer into the room's refrigerator. He put the food down on the table next to the bed and then walked over to me.

He put his arms around me, pulling me close to him and looked me in the eyes.

"Did you understand what I said to you?" he asked.

For a second, I couldn't figure out what he was talking about. Then it dawned on me. When he had me in his arms after the touchdown!

"I couldn't quite understand it, no." I said, afraid that what I thought could be wrong.

"Then let me say it clearly so you can understand it. I....Love....You!" He said, very slowly and deliberately.

I didn't have time to react before I felt his mouth on mine and his tongue demanding entrance. I automatically opened to him and his tongue began tasting the inside of my mouth. I groaned at his fevered kiss! He was taking my breath away! I never expected this! In all our time together, this had never happened. We jacked each other off, even sucked each other off. That was ok. We could hide that as just something that buddies did for each other. But this! This broke all the rules. No matter what, you didn't kiss! That made it 'queer'. That brought something beyond just horny sex into it. It opened up all those closely guarded doors inside you where the emotions you couldn't or wouldn't deal with were kept hidden. And now Cole was ripping through all of that like he was running across the goal line in a 'quarter back sneak' play! He was forcing me to answer his declaration of love. And I did. I kissed him with all of the desire and love I had for him which I had held at bay for so many years. He continued to kiss me deeply and our tongues fought a duel in our effort to taste each other. The kiss went on until we were both almost out of breath before he finally pulled back.

"I really do love you, BJ. Can you handle that, man?" he asked softly.

"I've handled everything that you've thrown at me since we were kids, haven't I?" I asked him, smiling at his very serious face.

"Yeah, BJ. But, man, this isn't the same thing!" he insisted.

"Yes it is." I told him. "In fact, this is a lot easier to handle than a lot of your passes!" I giggled.

"Come on, BJ. This is serious!" he said.

"Cole, I know it is. I've loved you since we were kids. Haven't you always known that?" I asked, matching his seriousness.

"Yeah, I guess I have. I've wanted to tell you for so long though. I kept trying to find the right time. And you always seemed like you didn't want to hear it." he said.

"No. I was afraid that I'd never hear it. I was afraid that you could never love me the way that I love you! You're everything to me and I was afraid if you ever really knew how I felt about you, I'd lose you." I said, leaning forward and resting my forehead on his chest.

His hand reached up and began playing in my hair.

"Oh, BJ, man! You'd never lose me! It just took me a while to realize what you really meant to me. Can you forgive me for being so stupid for so long?" he asked.

I looked up into his eyes.

"Don't apologize, Cole. I know I didn't make it easy on you to tell me. But now you have. Now it's all out in the open between us. So what do we do with it?" I asked.

"Well....I know what I want to do with it." he grinned.

"And what's that?" I asked, as if I couldn't guess.

"I want to make love to you. Really make love to you." he said quietly, reaching up and stroking my cheek with his hand.

I hesitated. I wasn't exactly sure exactly what he meant. Was he talking about very emotional sex or did he mean something beyond that. But I didn't have a chance to think about it. He pressed his mouth against mine and I was lost to him. I could feel his hands pulling at the back of my t-shirt, pulling it out of my jeans. He was eagerly trying to undress me. In all our time together, he'd never done that. He broke the kiss long enough to pull the t-shirt over my head and toss it away and then he was back with his mouth on mine.

I could feel his hands next at my belt and the top button of my jeans. I could tell he was impatient as he fumbled with it. I reached down and took over, still with my mouth on his. I undid my jeans and let them drop to my ankles. I had nothing on under them and his hand quickly found my hard cock and began stroking it. He only did it a few times, however, and then moved both his hands around me to cup the cheeks of my ass. I could feel his fingers working towards the cleft and then begin stroking up and down the trench. His fingers finally found and focused on the opening of my body and then I knew! Cole wanted to fuck me!

Ever since that first morning that we had woken up in each other's arms for the first time and had taken a shower together, the thought of Cole fucking me had stayed in my mind, building to the point that I knew this was something that, when he was ready, I would be too. And now that time was here. And I wondered if I was really ready for this. But the more he kissed me and the more his fingers stroked that terribly secret and intimate place on me, I knew that I would give him what we both wanted.

I pushed him away and quickly pushed off my shoes, socks and the jeans that had bunched at my ankles until I was completely naked in front of him. I went to undress him, but stopped when I saw the look in his eyes. He was drinking in my body in a way I'd never seen him do that before.

"You're fucking beautiful, BJ! Do you know that, man?" he said, his eyes full of love.

"Only because you make me feel that way, Cole." I said, blushing in embarrassment at the obvious desire he showed for me.

"Trust me, it's true, BJ! I have never, ever felt like this about anybody before!" he said.

He tried to take me back in his arms, but I wanted him a naked as I was. I pulled at his t-shirt and he let me take it from him. Then I dropped to my knees before him and untied his sneakers and pulled them off his feet along with his white sweat socks. I reached up and undid his belt and the top button of his jeans. I leaned forward, took the tab of his zipper in my teeth and pulled it down with my mouth. My hands grabbed the top of his jeans and I pulled them down his legs. He lifted each leg to let me pull them off him and toss them in the pile with my clothes.

I leaned back on my heels and looked up his gorgeous body at him. He looked down at me with an embarrassed grin and I knew he could see the desire in my eyes when I drank in all of his masculine form. He had the most beautiful body I had ever seen. A body that I knew well already, but tonight I was going to know better and in different ways.

His cock was rock hard and dripping with cock-honey. I leaned forward and took it into my mouth, slowly swallowing it until it was buried in my throat and my nose was buried in his pubic hair. He reached down and put his hands on my head, playing in my hair as time just stood still for a while. I took a couple of passes up and down his cock, just to hear him moan as it buried itself back in my throat, but I was not interested in giving him a blow job right now.

I pulled off his cock and buried my face in his balls. The strong scent of his maleness was there and I began to lick and chew at this wrinkled sack that was already drawn up close to his body. He moaned and almost seemed to lose his balance for a moment. I took the opportunity to push him down on the bed behind him. He lay back, with his feet on the floor as I spread his legs and proceeded to lick his balls some more. He was moaning on the bed as my head dipped lower and lower. I was licking the back of his sack and finally began licking and chewing on that batch of skin leading down to the crack of his ass.

My nose was inhaling his scent as rapidly as my lungs would allow. He was clean, having showered after the game, but the heat of his desire was causing the sweat glands to activate and that incredibly masculine scent of him was pumping out overtime! But this position was one I had never done, coming at him from between his legs and the further down I went, the more I was drawn by a scent that was more dark, more deeply masculine than any I had encountered before. It took me a moment to realize where it was coming from. His ass!

Without knowing what it was called or that anybody even did it, I began to lick at the small part of the crack of his ass which my tongue could reach. We were both so lost in the sensuality of the moment that I doubt that either one of us was really aware of what was about to happen. All I knew is that I wanted more of that scent and the tangy taste which was only a hint on my tongue at the moment. Without thinking, I pushed up with my hands under his thighs until his legs opened and lifted and I was presented with a view of that most intimate place on a male's body.

His ass was beautiful! A pulsing pink, wrinkled hole in an almost hairless trench. I pushed my face into it and could smell the raw essence of him. Later in my life I would try 'poppers'. They never did as much to me as that scent did that night! Without even thinking about what I was doing, my tongue reached out and I began to lick up and down his ass trench, tasting the sweat, the musk and the essence of Cole. His moaning turned to almost yelps as the feelings hit him.

"Fuck! Man! What the fuck are you doing, BJ? Man, you're licking my ass!!! God! I can't believe it! It feels so fucking good!!!" he cried out, trying to look between his legs to see if what he felt was real.

I looked up at him and I could see the shock and the desire as he flowed across his face. I grinned to myself as I continued to lick up and down his trench. Finally, my lips and my tongue locked around the opening to his body. My tongue began to flick across it and he moaned loudly. Not really realizing what I was doing, I began to actually suck at the lips of his ass and my tongue pushed against the opening. I don't know exactly what I expected, but suddenly I found my tongue sliding inside his hole! Right up into his body!!! I couldn't believe this! I was licking out the inside of Cole's body!

The taste inside him was darker and more tangy than that even in his trench and I was lost to it! Luckily, he was clean and I was able to continue to lick in and out of his hole, making my tongue like a little, wet cock, fucking him. He lay there moaning and thrashing on the bed.

"Fuck! BJ! Eat my hole! Fuck my ass with your tongue, man! Fuckin' eat me fuckin' out!!! God! Don't stop! Please don't stop!" he begged.

I had no intention of stopping but eventually my jaws and my tongue grew very tired and sore from all this unfamiliar activity. I finally pulled my mouth and face out of his ass and slowly let his legs back down while I sat back on my heels again, looking at him. He rose up on his elbows and looked down at me kneeling on the floor before him.

"Man! Where the fuck did you learn to do that?!" he asked, his voice husky with almost uncontrolled lust.

"I didn't learn it anywhere. How could I? You know you're the only one that I've ever had sex with. I just wanted to do it. I don't know why. I was drawn to your scent, man. I just had to have it! I've always been turned on by the smells of your body! Didn't you know?" I asked.

"Yeah! I knew, man! I could hear you takin' deep whiff's of me all the time. It turned me on knowing you liked how I smelled. I kinda get off on my own scent. And I definitely get off on your's!" he told me.

"Then maybe next time, you won't be in such a hurry to take a shower. When we would come off the field and you'd be so sweaty and ripe, I had a really hard time not shoving my nose in your jock right there in the locker room in front of everybody." I said, lowering my head as I finally admitted to this dark fantasy of mine.

I felt his hand lifting my chin and looked up into his eyes. He was sitting up on the end of the bed now. He leaned down and kissed me gently on the lips, but I could hear and feel him taking deep breaths as he did so. He was smelling his own scent on me!

"Yeah, man. I can smell myself on you! I know that smell real good. I like to sometimes run my finger through my crack and sniff it while I jack off. Sometimes the smell is really righteous! Really fuckin' gets me off!" he grinned.

This seemed to be a night for revelations! I never expected Cole to be into all of this. I guess we've been keeping a lot of stuff from each other.

"Why didn't you ever tell me?" I asked, looking up into his blue eyes.

"Ah, man! I figured I'd weird you out completely if I ever told you I liked sniffing my own butt!" he laughed.

"Well, I understand. I like sniffing your butt, too!" I grinned back at him.

"And I'll give you all the opportunity you want to do it, man. That was the hottest thing you've ever done to me! I nearly came, just from you licking and sniffing my butt!" he said.

"Did it really feel good?" I asked.

"Man, couldn't you tell!" he grinned.

"Well, I guess I could, considering all that trash that was coming out of your mouth while I did it!" I laughed.

"Maybe you need to know what it feels like to have it done, man." he said, looking at me, that horny, animalistic look back in his eyes.

Cole wanted to eat my ass! God! I almost came just from his suggestion!

"Yeah! Maybe I do!" I said, waiting to see what he'd do next.

I didn't have to wait long. The next thing I knew, he grabbed me and wrestled me onto the bed face down. He pushed me up the bed and got between my legs, spreading them with his hands and knees. I raised up and looked behind me and saw him staring down at my virgin butt. The look in his eyes told me that, as far as he was concerned, my butt was his!

He lay down between my legs and put his hands on the cheeks of my butt, pulling them apart. I watched as he dipped his face into my trench and could hear him taking deep whiffs of my scent. I heard him growl deep in his throat and then I was moaning as I felt his tongue begin to lick through my trench! I had no idea that what I had done to him could feel so fucking good! I spread my legs as far as I could, all but begging him to lick deeper into my butt. I pushed back, trying to shove his face deeper into me. Anything to get more of what he was doing to my ass!

He took his hands and pushed my butt back down and pulled my cheeks open farther. I could feel the air hitting my moist hole. Then all I could feel was the warm wetness of his mouth as he covered it. His tongue began pressing into my hole, trying to gain entrance. He licked and teased at the entrance to my body until I felt myself relax and I could feel his tongue slide inside me. This sent a shockwave through my body the likes of which I had never felt. I suddenly knew that, more than anything else I'd ever wanted in my life, I wanted Cole's cock inside me! Cole's tongue had awakened a need, a desire within me that I had never been aware of before.

Cole continued to fuck me with his tongue, going deeper and deeper as my opening relaxed. After a while, I felt him add a finger alongside his tongue, pressing to open me wider. As the finger slid deeper into me on the lubrication of his saliva, it bumped up against something inside me which caused me to cry out and to feel like I was about to cum!

"What the fuck was that!" I all but screamed.

Cole withdrew his mouth from my hole but not his finger, which continued to stroke that place inside me, making my cock belch forth cock-snot at an amazing rate, thoroughly wetting the bed beneath me.

"I don't have the faintest fucking idea, man. But boy is it hard!!! It's like this knot up inside you." he said.

"Well, whatever it is, you keep that up much longer and I'm going to shoot my load all over the bed!" I moaned.

Withdrawing his finger, Cole said, "Can't have that, now can we? Not until I get my load planted in you!" he said.

He went back to licking my hole but his finger avoided whatever that was up inside me. Soon he withdrew his tongue entirely and, instead, inserted two of his fingers inside me. I moaned at the intrusion but within moments was not only comfortable with them, but was getting all kinds of good feelings from the way he was moving them in and out of my hole.

Cole tried to insert another finger but it was far too painful. Cole got up off the bed and retrieved a small paper bag from his gym bag. Inside was a small plastic squeeze bottle of what I later learned was a water-based lube. He poured some of the cool gel on my hole and began to work it in and out. It made his fingers glide through my sphincter - so much more comfortable! Evidently, Cole had this planned out further than I expected!

Within a few minutes, he was slowly inserting three fingers in my ass and I was moaning at the wonderful feelings it was causing to flow through my body. I found myself pushing back and trying to get his fingers further up my butt. I heard Cole chuckle deep in his throat when I did this. I guess he had me where he wanted me! But then he pulled his fingers out of me completely and I moaned at the emptiness I felt at his withdrawal.

"Turn over on your back, man!" Cole said, his voice low and breathless with excitement.

I turned over and saw him kneeling on the bed, greasing up his hard cock with the lube which he had used on my ass. There was no doubt where that was going! And I was eagerly looking forward to it! I was so glad he asked me to turn over because I wanted to watch him as he took my cherry.

He looked down at me and I saw a strange mixture of emotions on his face and in his eyes. He wanted me. That was evident in the hard on that rose between his legs. His eyes mirrored that fuck-lust. There was a desire to possess me totally, in the way that all males express that possession. But it was more than that. He looked at me in a way that made shivers go through my body and goose bumps rise on my skin. This was no mere physical possession that he wanted. He wanted to possess me, body and soul. He meant to pierce my heart in the same way he would pierce my body. His spirit called out to mine to join with him in a oneness that carried us far beyond mere physical desire. A union that would carry us beyond the realm of either friendship or brotherhood. An unknown territory of complete union of our bodies and our souls. Cole was not only going to spill his seed inside me, breed me the way a stallion breeds a mare. Cole meant to pour out himself into me so that we might be as one.

No words were spoken between us now. None were needed. Cole placed the head of his cock at the entrance to my body and pushed gently forward. He looked deep into my eyes as he did this, looking to judge the level of comfort I had with this invasion of my body by his. There was some slight resistance at first and a small amount of pain that caused me to grimace slightly but, as Coles cockhead slipped past the opening, all pain disappeared and all I could feel was the fullness of him inside me. As his cock slid deeper and deeper into my body, it slid past that knot that he had touched inside me. The stroking of this area inside my body by his cock as it slid by, caused me to groan in ecstasy and also cause my hole to relax and open to him completely.

The next thing I knew, Cole was buried to his pubic hair inside me. He then lay down over me, resting himself on his elbows as he continued to search my face for any kind of discomfort while I locked my legs around his hips and rested my heels on his ass cheeks.

"I'm all the way in, BJ. Are you ok, man?" Cole asked, his voice showing both his horniness and his concern.

"I'm fine, Cole! You feel so good up inside me!" I moaned, smiling at him.

"You have no fucking idea how good you feel inside, buddy!" he smiled back.

I wondered at that point how Cole felt inside and would I ever know that feeling? But I had no time to speculate on this. Cole leaned down and pressed his mouth to mine, his tongue invading me as he cock began to pull out of the clinging sheath of my ass. I moaned into his mouth at the withdrawal only to find myself moaning louder as his cock slid back into me harder clipping the edge of that place inside my body which was giving me such incredibly good feelings.

Cole continued to kiss me as his cock began driving in and out of me, harder and faster. I could hear his hips slapping my ass each time he buried himself within my body. No matter how hard he slammed into me, I wanted it harder. I was sucking and biting on his tongue as he rhythmically pounded my body with his. He broke the kiss and raised up onto his hands which were planted on each side of my shoulders. This changed the angle at which his cock entered me and caused it to more directly strike that knot inside me each time he drove forward.

I stared up into his face and saw an almost animalistic grimace as he drove his cock harder and harder into me. I need this - I needed him!

"Fuck me, Cole! Fuck me harder!" I begged reaching up and grabbing hold of his nipples.

He didn't say a word but followed my directions. Though I thought he had reached the limit of his strength, he actually did begin pounding me harder and faster, all but growling out his impending climax. I, on the other hand, found myself rapidly reaching orgasm myself. I hadn't even touched my hard cock which was trapped beneath our bodies and rubbing itself against his hard abs. My cock honey was dripping all over both of us and I knew that I was almost there - just from him fucking me!

"BJ! I'm gonna cum, man! I'm gonna shoot my load in you! Cum with me BJ! Cum with me!" he begged.

"I'm there, Cole! I'm with you!" I screamed as I felt the cum shoot from my balls all over us.

I shot cum up Cole's chest and all over my face and chest. I guess the tightening of my ass during my orgasm pushed him over the top as well, for I could feel his cock thicken and the pulse as he began shooting load after load of his cum deep inside my body. Cole shot so much, that I could actually feel it coming out of my ass around his cock and dripping from my body.

Cole collapsed on top of me and I put my arms around him. I could feel the fine sheen of sweat on his body and I began to lick it from his shoulder and neck. I could feel his heavy, warm breath at my neck where he had buried his face. We lay there for a while, content in each other's arms, regaining our senses after the intensity of our love making.

I felt his cock soften and gently slip from my ass. At that point, Cole turned so that he was not laying on me and instead, lay beside me and put his head on my chest. I gently stroked his hair with my hand, not able to say in words what I was feeling. The feeling of being penetrated by Cole, of having him 'mark' me as his own. The feeling of being totally and completely possessed by him, it was all there. But something else was there, too. A sense of completeness which I never expected. I never knew how incomplete I felt, how incomplete my love for him was until I felt him inside me. Cole raised up, finally and looked into my eyes.

"I love you, BJ. I fought it for a long time, man. I kept telling myself that this was crazy. That you would hate me if you knew how I felt about you. I knew I would lose you and I just couldn't deal with that. Tell me that you're ok with all this. Please?" Cole begged.

I'd never heard him this way. So scared. So vulnerable. He'd always been the one to take the lead in anything we did whether on the field or in bed. Arranging everything, just as he done tonight. I suddenly realized that he needed me as much as I needed him. Had always needed me.

"I'm more than ok with this, Cole. I love you, too. I always have. I wanted this as much as you did, I just was too afraid to tell you. Too afraid of what you might think of me. I was just as afraid of losing you!" I swore to him.

He grinned down at me. Everything was fine. We were together and we both knew that this was what we both wanted. He leaned down and kissed me gently on the lips. A soft kiss. Like the one that he had placed on my forehead that first night I had ever made love to his body and he to mine. The he smiled again.

"BJ, man. I'm fuckin' hungry!" he said almost apologetically.

The burgers and fries were cold by now, but neither of us cared. We wolfed down the food and had several beers apiece. Not being used to drinking, we were quickly feeling the effects of it. But rather than getting us drunk, it seemed to just relax us and take away any inhibitions we had left with each other. We couldn't keep our hands off of each other's bodies and soon we were rolling on the bed in each other's arms, kissing deeply and seeming to let ourselves explore each other the way we had always wanted to.

At last, we ended up on the bed with Cole laying face down and me laying on top of him, nibbling on his neck and shoulders. My hard cock was pressed into the crack of his ass and he was moaning at the love bites I was taking of his shoulders and shoving back against my hard cock which was rubbing deeper and deeper into his trench. We were sweaty and this made my cock slide even easier along with the cock-honey that I was leaking as well.

At one point, the head of my cock caught the edge of his hole and it seemed like I was poised to enter him. We both realized this and time seemed to freeze. I felt his hole grabbing at my cock like it wanted me to enter him, but I was unsure that this is what Cole wanted. Yes, he'd fucked me, but that didn't mean he wanted to be fucked. I wanted to fuck him, but figured that this may be too much for him to handle at this point.

Suddenly, without me making any kind of decision or any word from Cole, I suddenly felt his hole relax and he began pushing back to drive my cock inside him. There was strong resistance and I knew it must be causing him some pain, but he seemed determined to take me inside himself. I decided that, if we were really going to do this, it was time for me to take charge and make this as painless for him as he had done for me.

I raised up to my hands and pulled my cock out of his trench. He looked back at me and I was shocked to see the hunger in his eyes. Cole really DID want this! Cole wanted my cock inside him! Cole wanted to get fucked!

I moved down and buried my face in his crack. I grabbed his tight glutes and pulled them apart giving me better access to his hole. The sweaty fragrance of his ass was driving me into another sexual frenzy! My mouth licked and sucked at his hole, working to get it to relax and allow me to slide my tongue deep inside once more. Cole was moaning out his need for me.

"BJ! Come on, man! Eat my hole! Fuck, yeah! Get that hole open and drill your fuckin' cock in me! Come on, BJ! Fuck me! Fuck my ass!" he begged, babbling out his desire.

I reached down to the floor where Cole had put the lube and spread some on his eager hole. Then I began working it inside him with my finger. I slowly shoved my finger all the way inside him and heard his moan of pleasure as I did so. I, too, found that hard knot up inside him that he had found in me. I would later learn it was his prostate. I gently stroked it until it became so hard, I was afraid that Cole would cum and it would end this exploration.

I removed my finger, added some more lube and then pressed two fingers into his hole. It was tight for a few moments and then his asshole seemed to blossom open like the petals on a flower. I was able to bury both fingers in his butt as far as I could push them. I began fucking in and out of his ass with my two fingers and Cole kept moaning at the delightful feelings he was getting through his bowels.

Finally I added more lube and worked three fingers up his butt. He was moaning and wiggling his butt in the throws of desire for what he knew was coming soon. As soon as I could move my three fingers in and out of him with ease, I knew he was ready. I rose up and started lubing up my cock. Then I placed it at the opening to his hole.

He'd fucked me on my back, but I liked the view of him face down on the bed. That beautiful muscular back tapering down to his narrow waist and then flaring out to the most beautiful bubble-butt anyone could ever imagine! I loved the look of him laid out below me, begging for my cock in his hole!

I put my hands on his shoulders and pressed forward with my hips, piercing his outer ring. There was no resistance and my cock easily slid inside him. I stopped to make sure that he was not in pain and felt him pushing back against me, trying to get more of my cock inside him. That was all I needed. I pressed forward until my cock was completely buried in his hole and my pubic hair was crushed against his butt.

I couldn't believe the heat and tightness inside him! I hit me so hard that I thought I was going to cum right then! I stayed buried in him until I could gain some control over myself again. I relaxed and lay my body on his. He reached up and took my hands from his shoulders and pulled them around his neck so that our hands were locked together. We lay there for a few minutes with me buried his butt and our bodies touching the length of them. I could smell his scent and buried my face in his hair, smelling Cole - getting lost in this incredible male that I loved beyond reason.

Finally, Cole began to work the muscles in his ass around my cock and pushing back against me. I pulled my cock back a few inches and shoved it back forward. It was like sinking into hot, wet silk. I'd never felt anything like it! I quickly was drawing my cock all the way out to the ridge of the head and shoving as deep and quick as my hips could manage. I was pounding his hole hard. And he was moaning out his pleasure at every lunge I made.

"Fuck, yeah! Fuck my butt, BJ! Pound your cock in my hole! Give it to me, BJ! Give it to me hard!" he grunted as I proceeded to give him what he wanted.

I reached beneath him and grabbed his tits in my fingers and pulled on them while I continued to fuck him as hard as I could. I could feel the tingling in my balls which meant that I was soon going to fill his hole with my load. But I wanted him to cum with me. I wanted to pound the cum from his cock as he had mine. Remembering what he'd done, I let go of his tits and raised up to my hands, changing the angle of my cock sliding into his hole. I could immediately feel the change! My cockhead was banging into his butt-nut on every forward lunge and I could feel it dragging across it as I withdrew. His moans grew louder and mine joined his.

"Fuck! Cole, I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna shoot my load up your butt! Yeah, man, get off with me! Let go, Cole! Let me fuck the cum right out of you!" I moaned.
"Fuck, BJ. You're getting me there, man! Pound my ass, I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna shoot man!" and with that his ass began to tighten around my cock in spasms as he unloaded his jism onto the bed below him.

I continued to pound his ass as I felt him shooting his load. Finally I reached the limit and shoved my cock into his ass one last time as hard as I could and shot my load deep into his body. My body jerked from the intensity of my orgasm as I continued to deposit load after load of my hot boy-juice deep in his guts.

I collapsed on his back breathing heavily. My orgasm seemed to have drained not only my nuts but all the energy from my body as well. Cole reached out and again captured my hands, bringing them around him. He kissed the palm of each of my hands then turned his head and laid it down on the bed. I laid my head on his back, breathing in the scent of his body, of my body and of our sexual heat. It was a heady mixture that kept my cock semi-hard and in his butt.

Finally as I relaxed, my cock softened and was pushed out by Cole's ass muscles. I rolled of his back and he turned over to face me.

"Ok, BJ. That seals it, man! My ass belongs to you and your's to me!" he grinned.

"A lot more than my ass belongs to you." I said quietly looking him in the eye.

He reached over and pulled me against him. He kissed me passionately, driving his tongue deep into my mouth.

"I know, BJ. But this is hard for me. I never thought it would be this way. I never thought I'd end up falling in love with you. Sure, we're friends and we've had lots of fun together - especially gettin' off with each other. It just never dawned on me that it could go further than that. But when I was away from you, all I could think about was you! When I'd jack off, all I could think about was you! I've been going nuts for a while now over this. I don't know what I would have done if you didn't feel the same way." his voice was low and husky and I thought I could see tears welling up in his eyes.

"Cole, I don't know how or why it happened either. But it's not a bad thing. Oh, there are a lot of people who would think it is, but fuck 'em! They don't know shit! All I know is that I love you. And as long as you love me, nothing can come between us." I promised him.

It was a foolish promise. But when you're young, you make foolish promises like that.

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