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Playing The Ponies, Part IV ***************************PART 4************************** ........continuation of "Playing the Ponies"............... "Oh no you don't! You think you can tickle me like that and then make up for it by fondling my balls? Let's see how you like being tortured!" I jumped on top of Taylor and pinned him down, then started tickling His ribs. Immediately he was laughing and screaming uncontrollably. Then remembering how he'd laughed when I'd washed the back of his knees In the truck stop shower, I went for them. Instinctively he tried to fold back his legs so I couldn't tickle him, but to no avail. I had him in an impossible position and he was at my mercy. He knew it too. "Chris! Chris! Okay! I won't tickle ....hee-hee... you anymore! I promise! You ...hee-hee.... win!" "And let that be a lesson to you, young man!" I jokingly scolded him. Both of us were breathing heavily now. All the energy we'd built up since getting out of the hot tub was gone. "Whew! I'm exhausted!" I said. Suddenly I felt a little pain in my left shoulder. "Ouch!" "What's wrong, Chris?" Taylor asked worriedly. "I think I must have smashed my shoulder against that solid oak headboard when you so viciously attacked me." "Ohhhh. Poor baby," he remarked sarcastically. "Here, let me see." Taylor rolled me over onto my stomach where he could reach my shoulder and gingerly squeezed it. "Ow!" I yelled. "All you need is a good massage to work out the kinks in that muscle. You didn't hit it on anything. Its just all tensed up." Taylor climbed onto me and straddled my lower back. I could feel his cock and balls resting against my spine, and they felt hot. Slowly and gently, Taylor began massaging both my shoulders. Truth be told, this wasn't the first time he had massaged them, but it was definitely the first time when both of us were stark naked! I could really feel the strength in his nimble hands as he worked out my shoulder muscles, and it was very soothing. For a while I just closed my eyes and lost myself in the feeling. When I finally opened them, I found myself looking at a sea of ten and twenty dollar bills, still strewn all over the bed from when Taylor had thrown them at me. What were we going to do with all that money? Gradually, Taylor began working his way down my back. I felt him slide down so that he was straddling my thighs, and he started to massage my butt. And oh did it feel good. My muscles were turning to water under the adept ministrations of his long, slender, guitar-strengthened fingers. I felt myself getting a hard-on. I had to raise up off the bed a little bit to allow my cock to adjust, and when I did, my butt came in contact with the shaft of Taylor's hard cock. I knew that the tip of Taylor's dick had to be within one or two inches of my asshole, and the thought turned me on even more. Was he going to enter me? Or was he just going to sit there with a raging boner and continue to massage my buttocks? He'd said he wanted for us to fuck, but one of us had to make the first move. Would it be him, or me? "I... I'm not.... Uh, Chris?" "What is it Taylor?" "I'm not quite sure what to do," he said quietly. That decided it. "Come here," I told him. Taylor got off of me and came up to lay beside me. His hard-on was rock solid. I kissed him on the lips and then got up from the bed. "Where are you going?" "This is your first time, Taylor. I'm getting something that will help us out." I went to my overnight bag and pulled out the tube of KY that I always carried with me, just in case. Thank God for being prepared. After tonguing his boy hole earlier this morning at the truck stop, I knew that my huge cock was not going to fit in there without some assistance. When I got back to the bed, Taylor was laying on his back. I kissed him once more and then gently rolled him over. I took a long look at his smooth skin, beautiful legs, and his wonderful, boyish ass before I slathered it with the KY. "Ooh, that's cold!" Taylor complained. "Yeah, but things are going to heat up quick, Taylor." I couldn't believe it. The moment I had been waiting for was here. My cock was nearly bursting with anticipation of the sacred place it was about to venture. I pushed Taylor's legs apart and knelt between them. There was his ass in all its glory, slicked up and begging for my dick to fill it. I entered him. The pressure was vise-like, even with the lubrication. Taylor was hot, wet, and delicious! He let out a soft grunt as I slowly pushed myself deeper inside. At one point he actually whimpered. In a trembling voice I said, "Its okay Taylor. Just relax. I'll go slow. The pain won't last long. It's always like this at first. God, you're so tight!" "I want it Chris. I want you deep inside me. Ooh!" I had pushed inside him as far as I dared. Now I slowly began to pull out. Then push again. The pace picked up. His muscles were relaxing, but he was still tight and sensitive. It was agony to stay gentle with him for those first few minutes, when all I wanted to do was ram. Taylor began to pick up my rhythm, rocking back and forth as I Thrust. Now both of us were whimpering, partly from pain, but mostly from pleasure. And the pleasure was increasing all the time! I caressed his butt and hips as I fucked him. I reached around to feel his dick and it was still hard as a rock, so I started giving him a hand job while I continued to bump him from behind. He was supporting himself on his hands now, and we were perfectly synchronized. Each thrust was an injection of pure satisfaction, pure love, pure joy. As I got closer and closer to cumming, I rubbed my hand over his Cock faster and faster... "Chris! I'm going to cum! Ooooooooh! Chris!" Taylor came like a furious fountain, spraying the bed and the money all over it with his boy juice. We fell out of rhythm when he did, and his ass squeezed down hard on my still thrusting cock. This sent me over the edge, and I shot a huge load into his hot, slick ass, while pushing forward with one final, glorious thrust. It was the deepest I'd gone into him yet, and he cried out as he continued to spasm in the throes of his orgasm. It was the highest heights of pleasure, and I couldn't help but smile. "God, Taylor! Oh shit, that was incredible! You are incredible!" I pulled out and collapsed onto the bed, next to Taylor and amidst all the cum-covered cash. I picked up a twenty-dollar bill that had a spot of Taylor's juice on it, and I licked it clean. Taylor was looking right at me. He had a look of shock on his face, probably from realizing what had just happened. "It won't hurt as much next time," I said as I pulled Taylor down on top of me and hugged and kissed him. "Well, what do you think?" "It was.... it was..... I love you." "I take it you enjoyed it then? "Oh yes. I've never experienced anything like it! When I came, and you were inside me, the feeling was indescribable! I didn't realize it felt so good!" "You've got a very sensitive ass. I could tell that when I tongued you this morning. You're a natural fuck, that's for sure." "Look at the mess we've made, Chris!" "Don't worry about it," I said as I reached down to fondle his ample balls. As soon as I touched them, his cock started to harden again. Taylor wrapped his arms around me and we kissed. Before long I felt his cock pressing against me, and our kiss grew increasingly rough. "Let's see if you've learned anything Taylor." I handed him the tube of KY and laid back. He looked at me strangely. "You're not going to roll over?" he asked me. I shook my head as I spread my legs out and raised them up. He got the picture, and in an instant he was smearing a lube-covered Finger in and around my asshole. I liked to be fucked this way so I could watch the boy while he was doing me, and watching Taylor preparing to fuck me was like watching an angel with a hard-on. As the tip of his cock brushed my boy hole for the first time I felt a wave of pleasure wash through me. This was what I had really been waiting for. Taylor entered me slowly, but it wasn't long before he was fucking me hard and fast. He was looking down, concentrating on what he was doing. I watched the sinuous muscles in his chest, arms, and stomach as They rhythmically flexed and relaxed with each powerful thrust of his cock. I wanted to feel those muscles in action, so I ran my hands across his chest and stomach. He looked at me and our eyes locked; one could easily get lost in those eyes of his. We watched each other for a moment until suddenly Taylor started to pump even faster, and threw his head back as he took in a deep breath. I knew he was about to come, and I longed to feel his hot juice inside of me. Seconds later he came, and seeing the look of total pleasure that Washed over Taylor's beautiful face was all the reward that I needed. I wouldn't have traded that moment for anything. I realized then, in those few seconds after his climax but while he was still inside me, that I would do anything in the world for this boy. All he would ever have to do is ask. I couldn't remember having ever felt that way about anyone else. Taylor pulled out and I relaxed back onto the bed as he came up to lay beside me. "Incredible" was the only thing he said to me. I answered him with a smile and a long, luxurious kiss. We held each other long into the night. I didn't want the weekend to end, not yet. Why couldn't this night go on forever? But, tomorrow was Sunday and we would have to go back to our tiny little dorm room. Oh well, all fairy tales must come to an end sooner or later. I just hoped that Taylor and I had developed a lasting relationship. "Taylor?" I asked quietly. "Yes, Chris?" "I'll love you forever. You are truly an angel." "I love you too. And I will be your angel, forever." C'est fini.