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The Box Next Door, Part 2
by Tom Hanks
I expressed my concerns, and so Sam and I got out of the water; rubbing off as much water with our hands as we could, then got dressed. To my surprise, my mom was running late, getting in from work...so I was saved. During the next several weeks, it seemed Sam and I were inseparable.
Then one day, it happened....
Sam explained to me. Henry, you know I have feelings for you, don't you? I nodded, and said, "Sure, I think so!" "No, Henry." Sam said, "It’s not just think, I really do like you and want to be with you."
Sam continued, "What we have Henry, is special." I agreed. "We had spent almost every sunny day at the water hole and... a lot of play had become the rule, rather than the exception. He touched me and I do him, until it almost seemed natural.
While we were in the field one day, Sam led me into the field which had wheat higher than our heads... he had already been there, I realize that now, but hadn't made the connection then. There was a large sheet of cardboard lying on the ground.
Sam was a nice looking guy, except for a chipped tooth, but even that somehow made him more attractive...
Sam told me, "Henry, take off your clothes!" I was somewhat startled, "Where's the water hole?" He grinned momentarily, but then raised his voice, "Stop being a smart ass and take off your clothes and lay down on the cardboard."
"I was scared to death." Although, uncertain exactly what was happening..."I had this innate understanding that I was about to experience something new...as he undressed and stood there naked with me. He had this huge hardon."
"Jesus! Sam" I said, "What are you going to do?"
Sam smiled, "It's called love-making. I am going to fuck you Henry. That's what guys do when they love one another."
"As God is my witness, "I thought to myself, "I had no idea what he was talking about," but I obliged and laid down on the cardboard.
Sam rolled me over on my stomach and started playing with my ass. As best I can recall, I was nervous, but not real tense, because I had no idea that I was about to be violated.
"I felt this wetness in my butt crack.. Sam had spit on his fingers." I now understand that Sam was lubing me up for his entrance into my hole.
Sam mounted me, lying on my back with his hard cock pushed in between my legs, near my ass crack. Sam tried to comfort me, "Henry, it will be all right. It will not hurt much and you'll love it."
Sam pushed my legs apart, as he was much stronger than I, forcing his legs between mine. Then he spread my ass cheeks apart with his hands, and with his own chest, he had me pinned down.
Sam must have really lubed up his cock, because it was wet and I felt the head of his cock, pressing at my entrance... Once again, Sam said, "Relax Henry...push down in a strain like you're on the toilet." I did as I was told...I strained and with one shove, he drove his cock into my virgin butt hole.
He lied. It hurt like hell. The pain was real. It did not go away. It hurt....it hurt a lots. I told him. But, it was evident, that Sam was horny, and he was hungry for my ass. Sam slowly withdrew his cock, and it seemed to be larger than ever...my butt hole felt like it was several times, its normal size.
Just as he eased out, I thought he had changed his mind and was going to quit. Then Sam drove his hot cock into my butt again, again and again...repeating his moves over and over...but each time with more and more force and sheer determination.
Sam rode me violently, like he was breaking in a horse. Sam soon was pumping and fucking me like a raging bull. He grabbed my hips and held onto to them...and rode me...he was going so rapidly now, I could hardly count between the beats...
Sam finally became rigid and straightened up and ...as he withdrew out to the head of his huge cock head and my swollen ass…and one final plunge…drove into me ...deeper than ever!
I gasped and let out a scream, he covered my mouth with his hand...and fucked me for what seemed like several more minutes...and finally exploded...filling up my man hole with his juices.. He was totally spent.
Sam started rubbing my shoulders and kissing my neck, thanking me...like he's been to the candy store and gotten everything he had wished for....
But, then, I suppose he had...hadn't he?
The End
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