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Getting what you want part two..
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  I sure tell you one thing.  After that night with Aron, I was
completely exhausted.  During that last two hours, I had gone 
through moves that I didn't know my body could do.

  But that was last week.  Friday.  Today was Monday.  I had gone
over to Aron's class, again.  He smiled at me when he saw me, and I
smiled back.

  Some of the other guys were looking good to me.  There was this one
guy named Willie.  He was about the same size as Aron, blond hair,
green eyes.  Not blue, but what the hell.  I could get that from
Aron.  Sometime during his class, he got up and walked over
to me when I wasn't doing anything.
  "Aron told a few of us what went on last Friday, " he said.
  I jumped back.  I wasn't sure what Aron had done.  Then he continued.
  "Several of us, along with a few guys from some other classes are
getting together over at Justin's house.  We all decided we wanted you
to come."
  I was pleasantly surprised.  "Sure," I told him.  He have me the address
and told me that him, Tim, Aron, Steve, and of course Justin were going
to be there at the "party".
  Tim was slightly older than Willie and Aron, dark hair, always talked
about the strangest things.  Steve was about Willie's age, shorter though
and spanish.  Justin himself was the age of Aron, brown hair just a little
longer than Willie's.  But one thing that I'd bet anything on is the fact
that they must have, all of them, some of the greatest pieces of meat 
anywhere.  I was going to find out.

  On the night of the party, I headed over there.  When I got there,
the place was extremely crowded.  My rod was so hard it hurt, and to
walk in there with all those guys was wonderful.  Truly great.  I
looked around for the guys, and saw Tim over by the kitchen.  As I was
walking over there, I happened to see Shawn.  Shawn was my age, blond,
and a great ass.  
	"What are you doing here?" I asked.
	"The same thing everyone else is.  Want to suck off?"
	I was shocked at how forward he had been.  What could I say?
"Sure, let's go for it," and we walked into one of the bedrooms.

  I shut the door, and walked over to him.  It was dim in the room,
but I could see him perfectly.  I started stripping his clothes off,
and he did the same to me.  At the same time, I stuck my toungue deep
into his mouth, and started to rub my jeans against the front of him.
I also put my finger down the back of his pants, and into his ass.
Between the kissing, the fingering, and the rubbing, I was enjoying
this.
  I couldn't wait much longer.  I pushed him down onto the bed behind
us, and practically ripped off his jeans.  I set my mouth over his
cock, the one that I had wanted for years, and now I finally had it.
It was all that I had expected it to be.  This went on for I don't
know how long.  The motion, the sweating, the panting, the groaning.
It's so hard to describe how I felt, let alone how he did.  After
what seemed like eternity, he finally came.  And when he did, look
out!  I didn't think one person could hold that much.  I was exhausted,
he was practically passed out.  I layed down beside him.  A long pause
followed.
	"Thanks," I told him.  He looked over, and paused.
	"That was really done well."  I smiled.  "We'll have to do
it sometime again."
	I just looked at him for a while.  "We better get out there,
people need this room."
	"Wait," he spoke, and he leaned over and kissed me. "Ok."

  I got dressed, and walked out.  People were still coming.  I noticed
a few girls my age in the crowd, I wasn't sure whether they were
lezzies, or here to satisfy a few bi guys.  I didn't care either.

  As I was walking around, I happened to notice Willie just sitting
against the wall over by the stairs.  I walked over to him.
	"Hey Will"
	"Oh Hi," he said. "Glad you could make it."
  He was sitting down, rubbing the front of his jeans, very slowly.
Like something was wrong.
	"You look a little down.  What's a matter?"
	He paused. "Is my dick all right?"
	"Looks ok to me.  Why?"
	Another pause. "Haven't been that busy tonight, and was
just wondering."
	I looked at him for a while, he was starting at his own
meat.  "Do you want a little action?"
	He smiled.  "Sure, let's go."
  
  We walked into another bedroom.  I hadn't had much of anything on
since doing Shawn, and he didn't, appearantly having been served
on this night already.  So I wasn't the first, who cares.  I had
always liked him, he had a good personality, and was real easy
to get along with.  I had gotten the feeling that he wanted me a
while back, but never pursued the matter.  Now I finally had.
I layed him down on the bed, and put my mouth on his.  I deep
tounge kissed him, and ruffeled his hair, rolling around on the
bed.  My hard cock kept pressing against his, and when we flipped
over, the constantly rubbed together.  I got on top of him, and
reached down and started rubbing his dick.  It felt rubbery, cold,
and good.  He flipped me over, and got me on all fours.  He went
behind me, and put his weenie into my ass.  I started to moan.
Here I was, and this guy was giving me the best piece of meat that
I had ever had.  Even better than Aron, though I won't testify
to that.  He was rubbing in and out, and he reached around and
started rubbing my own cock.  One thing I give him credit for is
timing, because just as he spurted in me, I spurted out.  He left
his dick in me for a little bit, getting soft, and then pulled out.
I was spent.  He fell on top of me, and started deep tounge kissing
me again.  There was sperm all over my stomach, and he was rubbing
it in.  I never felt so good in my life.  After a few minutes, we
walked back out to the party.
	Aron was outside the door, with another guy that I didn't 
know.  The guy walked in, and as Aron was walking in, I grabbed
down at his cock, and rubbed it a little bit.
	"Take care of it," I told him.  He smiled, and went inside
and shut the door.   I walked around a little bit, checking out who
was there.
	"Hey!" Someone called over to me.
	I turned around, and found Steve calling me.  "Come over
here, we need another person!"
	I walked into the bedroom where he was, where four very
horny guys were, all with no clothes on.  I took off what I had on,
and walked over to Steve.  He said, "Get down on all fours."
	I did as told, and Tim came over to me and stuck his wenier
into my mouth, along with Steve sticking it into my ass.  Someone
else got on top of me, and Steve was sucking his meat.
	I moved my tounge under Tim's foreskin.  The warm, hot flesh
in my mouth was certainly welcome.  Steve had stopped moving, con-
centrating more on the rod in his mouth than me, so I moved backwards,
and he got the message and started getting active.  Tim was getting
harder, and so was Steve.  I'm still not sure which one came first, I
think Tim did, but of course, you can tell if something's in your 
mouth quicker than something in your ass.  Steve pulled out, and
finished off whoever was on top of me.  I wished it had been a little
faster, whoever it was, was heavy.  Tim fell onto the floor with
exhaustion, panting.  He hadn't done this very much, I could tell,
and he was having a rough night.  Justin was the one on top of me,
he got off, and walked out in a robe.
	"Either of you know where Aron is," I asked.
	"Sure, he's right outside.  I'll go ahead and get him."  He 
motioned toward the other, and they left.  A second later, Aron 
entered.  He was completely nude.  He slid over to me, and pushed
me to the floor.  He straddled my chest, I was sitting upright, and
placed that wonderful meat inside my mouth.  There was sperm all over 
it, some his, some not.  He had been served by a lot of guys tonight.
Can anyone really blame them?
All I could do was suck.  Nothing else was running through my mind.
I was sweating, feverish, cold, chilling, and horny all at the same
time.  What a combo.
	He let go, his entire wad, everything that was left in his
ultra-firm body was ejected into me.  I fell on the floor.

	"That was even better than last time," he said.  He walked out.
A few minutes later, I did the same.  People were leaving, the party
was over.
	As I was walking out, Justin caught me by the arm. "Listen,
thanks for coming tonight."
	"Sure.  (I laughed) To say I had fun would be too much of
an understatement, know what I mean?"
	"See you tomorrow."
	"See ya...," I walked out.  I got in my van, and went home.
Trust me, I needed the sleep.  I knew what was going to happen next.


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