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Subject: My Summer with the Crew Chief – Part 2 For me this has been fun reflecting back on this.summer. It was a little over 8 years ago. Obviously I’ve had to ad lib a bit, but it’s how I remember it. Nifty doesn’t do a view cout, so it’s hard to know if anyone’s enjoying these stories. Going back, I would have picked a better title. Feel free to drop a line and tell me what you think and if you want me to hear some of our other encounters. Also, if you’re enjoying the stories at Nifty consider sending a few $ their way. I’m sure they enjoy what they’re doing, but it does take time and effort and I’m sure any donation would be greatly fty/ Part 2. My dad’s company was extremely busy around this time. Dad was having me work mostly at the office. He was showing me the business side of it. I would be allowed to listen in on calls and sometimes sit quietly in the back of meetings. Later he would explain how and why he made the decisions that he did. It was a not so secret hope of his that I would one day be an important part of it. He wanted the company name to eventually have “and Son” attached to it. Matt would come through fairly regularly. He would always ask me if I wanted to join him on an errand or go to his site. …. And well yeah I did, but when I would ask for permission from my Dad or someone, often I would be told that they needed or wanted me to remain there. Even so, Matt and I would still find a way to have a quick private moment. Oftentimes he would rub his hands all over me,… and his hands always found their way under my jeans and to my ass. He would squeeze and rub it; a finger would always spend a little time exploring my crack and around my hole. Usually he would grab my hand and guide it to what seemed like the permanent hard-on he had in his pants. He’d tell me how much he thought about me and how badly he wanted to get together again. He frequently called me “Lil Kev” during those moments. Matt would say that he always woke up in the morning with a severe case of morning wood. He said he would look at the naked pics he had of me on his phone and jerk off to them. He showed me a pic he took one morning after he rubbed one out. It was a post-cum shot. I loved that his cum in the pic looked thick and how some of it was caught in his blond pubic and chest hairs. So Hot, it made me hard just looking at it. This is what you do to me he said. “This needs to be all over your face instead of on me”. ….. Well yeah I wanted that too! But these few moments together in the office were quick and fleeting and so not often enough. There were a few times in those first couple week that we were able to get away, but it was always car sex. Quick and not as fulfilling. Obviously we both craved more time together, I was aching for longer sessions. Car sex only goes so far and it’s always a bit awkward. We went to the end of a dead end street once and the parking lot of a community sports field another.. but there was always the fear of someone seeing. Some guys like the idea of possibly getting caught. But this was new to me and I was afraid of being caught or that someone I knew would see us or even the cops perhaps. I think that Matt had some fears too, but I believe it was more because I was only 15 than anything else. I started to hear a few people at the office making some comments about how Matt seemed to be rather chummy with me. I think it was mostly innocent. I don’t think they really thought we were doing what we were actually doing, just that it was a little unordinary. My dad inquired about itas well. I just shrugged it off and said that Matt was funny (which he was very) and that it was fun to talk. with him. I explained that I thought some of the employees seemed to be a little cautious around me, being I was his son. Matt treated me like one of the gang. I told him that I was learning a lot from him about construction (and I was). I gave some examples of what I had learned from him…. I just neglected to say that best part of my new education was sex. How to give Matt a great blowjob. New techniques I was learning to make him squirm and moan. And of course Matt blowing his load in my mouth, on my chest or face!!!!! Some things you just don’t share with your father. I mentioned all this to Matt on one of our drives back. He became very silent for a while. I wasn’t that bothered by office talk and said I thought it wasn’t anything, but he was definitely concerned. Eventually he said that we needed to be a little more cautious, especially consideing my age. When we got back to the office he wrote his phone number down and gave it to me. He told me to add it to my phone, but to put it under someone else’s name and maybe even attach some other guy or schoolmate’s picture to it. He said it was important that we keep any texts we write short. and bland Absolutely nothing sexual, no innuendos , definitely no X Rated pics, or even R-rated ones. It was decided that for the most part, we would meet before or after work. He would pick me up somewhere, a few blocks from home or work. Seemed like a good idea. The very next day I received a text from him asking if I wanted to get together Friday night and play some video games. I said Yeah, and he told me we could meet at Wawa (local convenience store) at 6. He said he had some new games he wanted to play with me. (so much for not texting innuendos). (But then no one but us would really know what he was referring to). I was excited and couldn’t wait. Friday night didn’t come soon enough (even though it was only the very next day). I spent way too much time deciding what to wear. I eventually chose a T shirt that I thought he’d like and a tight pair of jeans that he previously remarked upon. I tried to adjust myself so that my box would look a bit more prominent. ( I’m not much of a show-er, more of a grow-er). I even gave a thought to stuffing something down there to make it look bigger, but then I thought that would be stupid and decided against it. I told my mom I was going over to a friend’s. She didn’t ask who, she rarely did.. she just reminded me that I had to be home by 11. I grabbed my bike and rode to WaWa. I arrived a bit early, but Matt was already there. He got out of his jeep when he saw me riding into the diyarbakır escort parking lot and broke into a really big smile. “Hey Kev”. I practically melted when I saw him smile. I threw my bike into the back of his jeep and got in. I really wanted to give him a big hug, but I held off. He asked if I had already eaten (I had). He said he was really excited about spending the evening with me and teased again that he had some surprises in store. I told him I was pretty sure what he meant. He gave me a weird smile and said that there was at least one thing I wasn’t expecting. I was intrigued, and couldn’t wait. I told him to drive faster. I put my hand on his inner thigh and started to rub it and work my way to his box, but he flicked it away and said there was plenty of time. He said he wanted to do it right and slow tonight and then he tried to tickle my side with his free hand. He lived in the next town over, it wasn’t far. He lived in a rancher. It wasn’t big, but it wasn’t small either. As we pulled into the driveway I surveyed it and his property. It didn’t look quite as nice as my house, but it wasn’t shabby either. Not a big front yard, but it looked like he had a good bit of property in the back. I could see some toys parked in the open garage… an ATV and I thought a jet ski too. (Nice!) We jumped out and went inside. As soon as the door closed he gave me a big hug, kissed my neck and told me how hot I looked, then slapped my butt hard. I told him he looked good too and that I really had missed him. He took me on a quick tour of his house. I noted the king size bed in the bedroom, and the hot tub out back. The bed looked very inviting, very soft with a bunch of fluffy pillows…..very comfortable. We ended up in the kitchen, he went to the fridge and got himself a beer and asked if I wanted one. (This night was getting better and better). I think I asked if he was really serious. He said yes but that I could only have just one. We ended up on the couch, we drank our beers and he proceeded to ask me about my day, work and yada yada yada. I was getting a little impatient. This wasn’t what I had envisioned. I just wanted to get naked and busy…. and he was just yammering on about nothing I cared about. He must have sensed my impatience because he scooted over beside me, tilted his head down to my ear and whispered ” We have all evening Lil Kev, there’s no need to rush anything”. Well I wasn’t having it. I kicked off my shoes and jumped onto his lap and whispered back that I want my surprises NOW!! I said we could talk later, then I took his hand and showed him just how hard my dick was. “I don’t want to wait”. Then I kissed him with everything I had, full tongue, nothing held back. We stayed like that for a minute or so and then he chuckled and said he liked my assertiveness. He relented and picked me up. I still had my arms around his neck and I wrapped my legs around his waist. He carried me into the bathroom (he was a strong guy) and put me down. He told me we had some work to do before we started anything. His voice got real deep and authoritative. He commanded me to “Strip!” So I pulled my t shirt off over my head and shimmied out of my jeans. I slowly pulled off both my socks and I tried to tease him by slowly pulling down my boxers while turning around at the same time. When they were off, he grabbed the boxers and started to shred them to pieces. He said “Lil Kev. Rule 1. No boxers around me. They aren’t sexy. They don’t show off your ass or your dick. If you don’t have anything else then I”ll buy you stuff to wear that I like. He said jocks or tight briefs were good. Commando was good too. (Though I would learn that he had an underwear and sock fetish). Then he threw the ripped boxer pieces into the trash can. I never wore boxers again ever. He said it was time for my first surprise. He pointed to my crotch and asked me what was going on down there. I was confused. I thought maybe he was accusing me of having a small dick or something. I was a little hurt, I thought he really like it. No, no, no. he said. All that hair. “I’ve never liked that. I want you smooth all over. ” He reminded me how much I had said I liked his smooth balls. Though he only shaved his balls, the rest of the area was neatly trimmed. ( I liked the look.) So he said surprise 1 was that he was going to shave it all off. That’s when I noticed that there were razors, shave cream, and a whole bunch of …I guess trimming tools on the bathroom sink ledge. He said he would do this first shaving, but that I was responsible for maintaining that look. Always. I expressed a lot of concern about this shaving, but he told me to relax and that he would never hurt his sexy boy or at least not the important parts. He spent the next 15 minutes or so carefully shaving off all my pubs. I watched him closely and tried not to be nervous, though I have to say he was very good. Not one little nick whatsoever. I was most nervous when he got to my balls, but he stretched the skin out and slowly made work with his disposable razor (fresh). He finished by having me hold my legs up and apart while he shaved off what little there was on my taint. My butt itself has always been smooth, so there was no need for him to do any work there. I saw that he was exceptionally proud of the result. He repeatedly rubbed my balls and groin with the back of his hand. He then gripped my hand and made me feel how smooth I now was. Then it was picture time again. He wanted a couple snaps of the new completely smooth me. So we proceeded to the next part. He asked me if I had showered… (well yeah… I wasn’t going to come over here all gross). Then he asked if I had cleaned my butt. I said yes, but he gave me a quizzical look and said he didn’t think I understood. He explained that he needed the inside of me as clean as the outside. The next good bit of time was spent with Matt explaining and showing me how to accomplish this. Emphasizing its importance and his regimen that he wanted me to follow. After we he felt that I was sparkling clean, he peeled off his clothes and we stepped into the walk-in shwer. We both got ourselves good and wet. We had a lot of fun soaping each other up….. feeling each other up. düzce escort I got on my knees and started swallowing his rod. He stopped just before he was about to climax. He said he had other plans for his load. He gave me a great blowjob, and he allowed me to cum in his mouth. He swallowed too ( he always did), licked his lips and slapped my rear hard. We got out and dried off. It was time for the real tour of the bedroom, though by bedroom I mean mainly the bed. He picked me up and threw me onto the bed and we just layed there talking and snuggling for a while. Eventually this began to turn a bit more serious. He stated that he wanted tonight to be an extra special night for us both. He wanted tonight to be the time that we formed a very special bond between us, though he would understand if I wasn’t quite ready to take that step. Taking this final step he said would really cement our relationship. I just loved the attention he was doling out on me. I felt safe and comfortable in his arms. I relished just being in his presence. Anything he wanted, I was willing to do just to make him happy. Although not expressly stated, I knew exactly what he was asking of me. It was very clear from our very first encounter that he wanted this very badly. Though I wasn’t sure that I really wanted to do it. I kept trying to imagine how it would feel. I tried inserting my fingers, the handle of a screwdriver, a number of different objects, but nothing felt really good. I was more than a little nervous about it. I asked him if it was going to hurt. He said that he wouldn’t lie to me, that it would hurt a bit. He compared it to anything new that has to be broken in. He described it as a bit of pain at first, and probably uncomfortable for the whole time, but that it would eventually start to feel really good too. He would use it in all kinds of ways to help the process. Then he described exactly how he would do it and emphasized again how important this next step was.Once I let him in, he would tackle the intensive job of breaking me in. At that point he would finish deep inside me. He remarked that when he had cum in me, that’s the moment when the connection would be created and I would become his special boy. As he explained all this to me, he began to gently rub his fingertips all over my body, my face, my neck, down my sides, and my chest. He started nuzzling my neck and lightly kissing my nips. My body responded again eagerly, my tool quickly swelled to full mast. I could see his cock was already the hardest I had ever seen. In fact, as he explained how he was going to enter me, his dick started to ooze and trickle down his shaft. My hole was starting to twitch, I was getting so turned on. Before I knew it I was telling him that I was not only ready, but that I needed to feel him inside of me. HIs eyes seemed to brighten and he seemed practically giddy. “Lil Kev, he said, in the end you’re going to feel sooo very good”. I watched as he brought out some bottles that were in the drawer of his nightstand. The first of which he said was lube and would allow him to slip in more comfortably…. for him and me. He also took out a small bottle of what he called poppers and said that if I wanted, this would help to relax my sphincter and make it easier for him to penetrate me. He went back to exploring my body with his hands again, slowly skimming his hands down my chest one last time. Over my hips, down my inner thighs, calfs, and ending with my feet which he said were uncommonly gorgeous. He told me to flip onto my stomach. He started again at my feet, his lips moving up my leg until he reached my ass. His hands intermittently stroking and then pinching my butt cheeks. Eventually his thumb and fingers were making their way up and down my crack. He slowly pulled my cheeks apart and gasped as he got sight of my hole, which he started gently rubbing with his index finger. He shifted again and I felt something wet around my hole. He told me it was his tongue and what he was about to rim me. It felt marvelous. I could feel his tongue encircling my hole and begin to go in and out of it. My whole body felt tingly and my apprehension about being fucked began to fade. I felt him spread my asscheeks even wider and I could feel him trying to get his face in there ever so deeper. The stubble of his beard against my cheeks and my hole felt amazing. I heard him begin to emit slurping sounds, his tongue was prying deeper and deeper into me and it was more intoxicating than the beer I had earlier. It was impossible to keep fro squirming in pleasure and I could tell this was really turning Matt on. After a long while, he began to drag his stubble up my back, kissing it as he made his way up. He gently bit my ear, his tongue went around and into my ear and he whispered a question to me. “Are you ready to feel me completely inside you”? I said “Yes” and “Please”, I might have even shouted it He told me I was making him so very happy. He told me to turn around. He said that he wanted to watch my face as he entered me and to see my eyes and my reaction. He wanted me to see how much pleasure I was giving him. I turned around on my back and looked up into his face. He was smiling down at me, his eyes seemed very intense. He grabbed the bottle of lube. He lifted my legs and spread them apart, and asked me to hold them there. He squirted out a gob of lube and spread it around my boy hole. He squeezed out some more and slowly worked it into my asshole with his finger. This still felt a bit uncomfortable like when I tried it at home, but I didn’t mind it as. much. He gently moved his finger in and out, again using a bit more lube as he went along. I could feel him start to make little circles inside my hole. Before I knew it he had a second finger joining the first one. Yes it was still a bit unpleasant, it made me feel a little “full”, but no this wasn’t as bad as I thought. He stopped. He brought his cock up and started dragging its head up and down my crack, pausing at the hole. Making circles at the entry way again. I watched his face as it became more serious looking, more determined. He poured a copious amount of lube on his dick. Coating the head and shaft really well. He brought the tip to my opening again edirne escort and paused…. “Are you sure you’re ready for this Lil Kev. It’s a big moment for you. Your first time only happens once. I’m going to bust your cherry really good”. I told him to go ahead already and do it. I was still a bit worried, but I could tell how much this meant to him and I was excited about it too. I liken it to cresting the first hill of a rollercoaster. You pass the top and are looking down. Heart beating fast, very scared, but excited too. …… He smiled when I consented. He bent down, grabbed my head, then he kissed me really, really hard. “Thanks Kev for letting me be the one to break you in.” With that he brought the bottle of poppers up to each nostril and told me to inhale deep. He told me, that it would all be good. To just relax and let him in. I held my legs apart and prepared. Matt grabbed his dick and again and I watched him line it up against my hole. “Here we go boy” and before I knew he had popped the head inside my cunt. ….. and….. and… Oh my God it was so painful. No this wasn’t what I had imagined even in my wildest. This wasn’t at all like two fingers. It felt as if instead of his dick, that he had rammed a bat in me. I instinctively let go of my legs, and with my hands and feet I pushed him out and away. He tumbled back on the bed. He let out a grunt and looked surprised. Then he chuckled a little which made me a little mad. I told him I thought he was going to go slow and only put the head in at first, not the whole thing. He apologized for laughing and said that it was only the tip. Trust me he said. We’re going to take it slow. We just had to get through these first moments. We got back into position to try again, only this time he put my legs up and over his shoulders. He penetrated me again. I remember seeing the ectasy on his face as the tip went in. I wondered if he could see the anguish on my face as it felt like my asshole was being torn apart. This wasn’t feeling any better on the second attempt. I pushed him off and out of me again. This time I apologized, but it had hurt. He suggested we try it differently. I was told to lie on my stomach and to stretch my arms out and over my head. A pillow was slid under my stomach. He told me in a stern tone that if I wanted it to stop hurting that I had to go with it, trust him, and I had to give my ass completely to him. That it would get better once he had completely opened me up. He lubed my butt and his dick again. This time however, he straddled me with his legs on top of mine and grabbed my left wrist with his left hand. I knew what he was doing. He was much bigger and definitely stronger than me. He wanted to make sure I couldn’t move. For some reason I didn’t mind that he did this, and I still wanted him inside of me. He used his free hand to guide his stiff member to my hole and I felt it enter me for the third time. It hurt like a motherfucker, and I know I was fighting against it. His legs and hands pinning me down, there was no way I could resist him any longer. He was very resolved to have his way this time. I wasn’t going to stop him. Incrementally, bit by by I felt him push more of his manhood inside of me. I was whimpering, tears were sliding down my cheeks, I began to cry. “Shhh shhh, sssh little Kev. Its going to be ok. Relax. You cant imagine how good this feels to me. Your ass is so tight. Be quiet, don’t ruin this for us” he said as he covered my mouth to stifle my cries. I felt his cock slide in deeper and deeper until finally he got his all but eight inches inside of me. I could feel his balls against my balls, his dick pressing hard against the insides of me. He moaned. “Fuck Kev, you feel so good”. He pressed his chest against my back. He kissed my neck and cheek again and again, all while grinding away. He withdrew a little ways and drilled deep again and again. He withdrew completely, and I felt relief for a moment. But it was only a brief pause before he thrust inside me once more. I experienced the pain again. I cried out each time he reentered. His thrusts started to become more intense. To be truthful, while it still hurt, he was right. The pain was beginning to ease up a little. His demeanor changed a little more. I could hear a little more hardness in his voice. He was getting more verbal. He was calling me his little bitch boy and all sorts of things I can’t quite remember. He had removed his hand from my mouth as I had stopped whimpering. He wanted me to tell him that I liked it. I wasn’t quite sure that I did yet, but I told him I did. I could hear how much he was enjoying this and so I told him everything he wanted to hear…. that I wanted it harder and deeper. He took his cock completely outside of me a few more times and plowed it back in. I yelped each time, but I could tell he liked hearing my grunts. His thrusts became faster and faster. He told me my cherry was completely busted now and it was time for my special moment. A couple more thrusts and he stopped. I could feel him spasming inside me, once, twice, four, six? ten? times… not sure anymore how many pulses I felt. I knew his cum was coating my entire insides. He lay quiet for a minute, then grinded a little more. He withdrew and bore into me a couple more times, but he was much more gentle now. Then it was over. He pulled out and wiped the remains on my ass. He drew me into him, spooning me, hugging, kissing, caressing me. He told me again how special I was. He said that this was one of the best moments of his life. How lucky he was to have such a hot boy with an amazing ass. He said all the right things and I felt so good and warm in the moment. All the physical pain and hurt I felt earlier melted away and it all seemed really good to me now. In my mind everything had changed and I wanted him inside me again right then (…well not really, but then yes I did). He told me that our bond was complete now. He said he felt it and asked if I did too. I said yes and I was just glad that I was with this guy who seemed so perfect to me. I felt so protected and loved in his arms. I was elated that I had given it up to him. He was the right man and it was the right time and I told him so. He ran his fingers through my hair and kissed me again. It was getting late. I looked at the clock and knew I wouldn’t make curfew. We cleaned up and he took me back to WaWa. I rode my bike back, my ass still hurting, to face a very certain parental scolding or worse….. but I didn’t care.

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