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Subject: Anthony’s Delight Part 3 Anthony’s Delight By Anthony Part 3 [email protected] Thanks to the readers of the first part and their encouraging and friendly words. I tried to make the notes of my diary readable. Special thanks to those who said my English was good. Funny, it’s a pity I can’t tell my English teacher at school, it would upgrade my marks. Some asked to add more sex to my story. Well there is more in this part, but I cannot change my life. My life was slow and now two years later I would have liked it to be different, but I was insecure and very young and had a thousand questions. Sex stories were plenty on Nifty, but sorry if you think this story is stupid or boring. Thanks to Chaim ([email protected]) a Dutch author at Nifty, who encouraged me to go on and helped me to edit the second part story. ======= Anthony ======= My name is Anthony or Tony and this is the second part my diary. I wrote it my notes in Dutch and now, about two years after I met Brandon, I wrote the out. I was fourteen and my life was [email protected] good. I think for most things I was a average kid and to be honest I’m still average, not really special, but my early adventures with Brandon changed everything. ================= Anthony’s delight Part 3 ================= That Sunday evening I pulled my pj pants down and began to run my hand across my belly to my penis. I imagined it was Brandon’s hand goning down. I could hear his voice in my mind telling me to show him how hard I was. It’s so different when you are alone, you can say whatever you want in your mind and no one ever knows. I kept on stroking, dreaming on. Brandon sitting there looking at me, looking at my hard penis knowing what I needed and wanted. It’s weird how horny you can get by yourself, touching myself was a whole new game. Sure, I had done it before but this was different. Normally I liked to think about another boy or a handsome man touching me. That felt so good and I slept better. This time I began to slow down on purpose, I wanted it to last. I wanted to dream, saying the things Brandon wanted me to say, without feeling shy. I stopped touching and pushed the sheets down the took my pj bottoms and briefs off. I saw myself laying there naked. I lightly touched my penis just like Brandon did. I was even starting to breath deeper. I wanted to feel that, his touch. In my head I was looking up at Brandon smiling back at me waiting, inside my mind I could hear him, ‘Tell me baby, tell me want you want.’ and I looked back at him and wispered: ‘My dicky is hard, I need it bad’. Really, I would beg for it! It was easy to say the words inside my mind. Just the way Brandon wanted to hear it. I started to stroke myself, imagining his mouth sucking my penis, I would hold my fingers still and spread my legs wider apart. I start moving my hips up and down when I got close. I stopped, moved onto my belly, put my legs wide apart again. I reached down and pulled my bottom cheeks apart just like Brandon had done. I could only imagine, what it would feel like. Of course, I remembered every detail of that Saturday. I began to slowly hump my bed. I kept humping faster and faster, dreaming what Brandon’s tongue would feel like on my boy hole. The tingles went all over my body and I gasped and moaned quietly. I began humping my bed faster. It took no time to reach my orgasm, it just happened. Surprising me so much, I let out a small moan. I couldn’t really believe what I had just done, I had never had the orgasm from humping the bed, well never had tried it, it just happened as I put my pj bottoms back on. I thought how stupid it would look, me laying on his tummy, spreading his bottom cheeks, humping the bed! It didn’t stop me, every night that week I went through the same thing until finally it was Saturday again. Oh this was repeated almost every night, my fantasies about Brandon were lively and exciting. It was Saturday and it was going to happen! I showered and got dressed in a tight pair of white boy briefs and some clean clothes, the ride St Jacob’s Market seemed longer that day. I wondered what I would do if Brandon wasn’t there, but as I walked up to my bench, I could see him sitting there reading his e-reader. As soon as I walked over to him, I could feel myself getting hard inside my tightly-fitting briefs, which had never happened before. I looked down, and nearly gasped when I saw my shorts, the fabric hardly was able to contain my hard-on that pushed my shorts out at the front. I stood back for a second, secretly hoping Brandon would look up and admire me. I smiled and rested my hand lightly on my hip, and with the other I began to stroke my little boy bulge teasingly, licking my lips as I did. Brandon just looked up and smiled at me. He gave me a wink and mouthed the word, ‘çute’ and I stepped up closer. “Hi Tony, want something to eat before we go?” Brandon said, putting away his e-reader. I shook my head, “I’m not hungry, maybe just a shake to drink on the way please.” Brandon smiled “Sounds good to me, you are always thirsty for a special shake, aren’t you? A banana shake will give you energy.” He stood up and bought me a banana shake at a kiosk. I walked my bike alongside of Brandon drinking my banana shake, I could hear his voice talking to me and I would nod or shook my head a few times to say yes or no, but all the time I was thinking, ‘in a few minutes he’s going to take my clothes off’. In his apartment I sat down on the couch and clicked the T.V. It had become a routine now. Normally he made himself a coffee, poured me a glass of Coke and he would come sit in his comfy chair. Today wasn’t any different. Brandon sat in his chair and I watched kiddy cartoons. I knew any minute Brandon would call me over and waited. I watched the cartoons and waited, and waited some more. Brandon did nothing, he watched the cartoons with me. I waited and waited some more and still nothing. I started to think maybe I had done something wrong. I half looked over at him and he was staring back at me, “What?” I asked, turning up my face at him. “What?” Brandon said back. “Why you staring at me?” I answered making a face at him. “I can stare at you, if I want,” he replied. “Who says you can?” I said, shrugging my shoulders. “I say it, you heard that. I can, actually. I’m waiting…” That answer surprised me and I asked, “What you waiting for?” Brandon smiled, “You of course!” was all that Brandon said. That surprised me even more, “Huh? Waiting for me to do what?” I was starting to get confused. Really, what was this all about? “Waiting for you to tell me your ready to be undressed,” Brandon finally said it. This wasn’t what I had in mind, this wasn’t supposed to happen. Well, he was just the one to say it, not me! It was like if I asked for it. He was suggesting I had to ask him to get naked for him. Well, even worse, he wanted me to admit I wanted konyaaltı kendi evi olan escort to do all those things we did before and more. My mind was confused. You know, admitting you like doing gay things is scary. If Brandon said, he would undress me, it was his way, his doing. I wasn’t admitting anything, just doing what he said. That made it much easier for me to deal with it. “Maybe, I don’t want to ask that,” I said in a moody voice, although it sounded childish. I was adrift, Brandon was turning everything around and putting it all on me! “My baby is having a little pout mood,” Brandon laughed, I wasn’t sure what that meant at first but then figured it out. “I’m not!” and it became a yes-no game: “I am not!!!” and “Yes you are!!” Brandon said laughing as he said it again and I tried to ignore him by watching those silly cartoons. “Come over here,” Brandon patted his lap, I wasn’t going to at first but I did, of course I did! I wanted nothing more… I stood in front of him and I knew he wanted me to sit on his lap, that’s why he was patting it. Sometimes you just got to not do something on purpose, just to annoy adults. It didn’t stop Brandon, he just reached out and grabbed my waist pulling me forward and he lifted me up on to his lap facing him. Brandon slowly lowered my bottom onto his lap, I was straddling his lap in a kneeling position, with my knees each side. My ass cheeks resting on his legs near his knees. Brandon stroked the hair from my eyes, “You’re a funny boy sometimes, give me a kiss.” I moved forward and kissed Brandon on the cheek, but Brandon held my head gently as I was leaning forwards and said, “Baby, give me proper kiss.” He gently kissed me on the lips. Kissing on the lips seems more gay than anything, but it was only quick kiss on my lips, so that didn’t count. I misjudged him again, Brandon reached behind my head and pulled me closer and kept kissing my lips softly. This was real kissing and it was the first time I ever done that. I didn’t do much while Brandon kissed my mouth. While Brandon kept kissing me, I felt his hands on the waistband of my shorts. It wasn’t easy for him to get to my shorts down, with me squatting over his lap and leaning forward. Somehow he managed to get them down a bit. He got his hand inside while he kissed from my mouth up my cheek to my ear, “Are you hard, baby boy?” he whispered. Well, I was rock ahrd! I had been hard all the time since I had got here. In reply I just lifted my ass so that I was kneeling, still straddling his lap. It gave him enough space to move on. Brandon could slide his hand between my legs. I felt the warmth of his hand through my briefs as he cupped his hand over my balls and hard penis. I couldn’t escape anymore, this was what I wanted! I got so excited, thinking about it all week, waiting for this to happen. I longed for Brandon’s hand on my briefs. It was like my whole body tingled. Brandon didn’t have to say anything, he could feel how hard I was. I knew what he wanted, if I was right, he would do it and much more was going to happen. I softly began to rub my penis against his hand, almost sighing with how good it felt again. “Good boy, that?s right show me what you want,” Brandon whispered his voice was trembled and I somehow knew it excited him as well. Perhaps when I did that, I arched my back and moved my hips rubbing against his hand slower but longer, my length rubbed against his hand. “Oh yeah, that’s my boy, you want it bad don’t you?” Brandon asked I could tell it was exciting to him and I kept on going. Brandon moved his hand away and lifted my T-shirt off. I lifted my arms up for him to take it off, he pulled my shorts down as much as he could which was only a little then put his hand back between my legs. As soon as he did, I arched my back again and began to move my hips just like before. I think that was the moment I understood what ‘turning on’ and ‘getting excited’ really meant. I could see it in Brandon’s eyes, but it was more, it was about excitement, that’s why Brandon looked up my shorts right from the start. That’s why he liked doing this before anything else. It was all exciting to him, I didn’t understand why, but I did understand now, what it was and what made Brandon happy. I kept going while looked me all over, “Put your hands behind your head, baby,” he said softly. I think I frowned, not real sure of why that was important bot I lifted my hands behind my head. I was locking my fingers together and as soon as I did, I knew it. My smooth body excited him. He stroked my nipples and chest and his hands went down over my tummy. That only lasted a few more minutes before Brandon touched my nose lightly and said, “Let’s get you naked now,” Brandon moved his hands to my waist and lifted me up. I was standing on his comfy chair straddling his legs. He pulled my shorts down, lifting each leg to take them off. He took a minute or two just staring at me in my briefs until he slowly pulled them down and taking them right off. I felt my penis slapped against my tummy. My penis started to pulse in the rhythm with my heart, as Brandon watched my naked frame and had a closer look at my hard penis and balls. I felt Brandon’s hands on my waist as he pulled me closer. I stepped closer to him carefully so that I didn’t lost my balance, the side of the chair was kind of soft and each of my feet were pinned between the outside of his leg and the inside of the chairs arm rest. With both my feet now pn each side of his waist, as I wiggled them to make sure I didn’t fall over. I let out a soft whimper as Brandon took my penis into his mouth. I didn’t expecting this, but he held my waist as he softly began to suck my throbbing bot penis. I couldn’t stop myself from making a soft sounds. I keep my balance I had to rest my hands to his shoulders and as I did, I felt his hands moving my waist backwards and forwards. I knew what he wanted, so I began to move my hips backwards and forwards slowly at first then getting a little faster. My whole body tingled as I kept moving. Fucking his face, although I had no words for that. I felt Brandon’s hands running up and down my smooth legs and over my bottom and up over my back. He stroked me everywhere and I felt my hips moving faster. I knew what I wanted to feel and I knew I wasn’t far away from it now. I guessed Brandon did know this too. He suddenly held my waist tight, moving his mouth away from my penis. I groaned in frustration. “Oh no, baby boy, not yet.” Brandon said as he reached for my sides and lifted me to the ground. I was disappointed, really I felt bad. Brandon didn’t care, he wanted it his way, “We go in the bedroom, baby, get in there. I want to come up and see you on your hands and knees on my bed. Your legs wide apart ready for me, off you go. Quickly!” Brandon said, it konyaaltı otele gelen escort was like an order, not mean or anything, but stil an order. “Just do it,” and he slapped my ass,of course I did just as he told me. I half ran to the bedroom hopped up onto the bed got on my hands and knees, put my knees wide apart and waited. It seemed like ages before he came in. It gave me enough time to think about what was going to happen. All I could think about was humping the bed the last few nights spreading my ass cheeks and imagining telling Brandon I was ready. I heard Brandon coming in, “Perfect, good boy!” that’s all he said. He came up to the end of the bed, I didn’t dare look back. Well, I didn’t need to, I felt him spread my ass cheeks just like before. I held my breath and closed my eyes tight as I felt his tongue there just like last week. I felt his tongue pushing against my boy hole as my fingers gripped the bed sheet. My back arched as I felt his tongue being pushed inside. I had to take deep breaths and groaned softly, I didn’t want to think of the grossness of it. I was too amazed by what I was feeling so I had no thoughts. When Brandon stopped and stood up, I felt a little disappointed. Brandon went to the other end of the bed and grabbed a pillow and put it in front of me. “Rest your head on that, baby. This was just the beginning, a starter.” Brandon said, I lowered my head down onto the pillow, my head to face one side and holding each side of the pillow with my hands. Now my top end was down and my bottom end still up. Brandon came around to the other side of the bed got something. It was a tube of lube and something black which he put on top of the table and left there. Brandon opened the lube and squeezed some onto his finger. I watched Brandon start to walk behind me, “Tell me, Tony, at home did you think about me?” A silly question, he knew I did, of course I did. I couldn’t see Brandon now he was behind me again now. “Sure sometimes,” I answered not thinking it was any big deal. I caught my breath again as I felt that same wet feeling on my ass. This time it wasn’t warm like his tongue, it was colder. “Did you touch yourself and think about the things that happen here?” I heard Brandon’s voice from behind me. I hold still for a minute trying to work out how to answer him. I still felt it on my boy hole. I lifted my head a little and twisted to look back behind me. I saw Brandon standing there and I worked it out. It was his finger, the finger he lubed up. I didn’t really want to answer the question, maybe I felt a bit ashamed, to say the obvious. “A bit sometimes.” I could feel Brandon’s finger push inside a little just like his tongue. I rubbed my top teeth against my bottom lip as I felt it, it didn’t feel bad, just a weird. This time his finger was going in deeper than his tongue. I didn’t know how far Brandon?s finger was inside me, but after a while he began his finger to move it in and out. I still wasn’t real sure about it. A few minutes later Brandon took his finger out and squeezed more lube from the tube. I felt him push it back in. This time it felt bigger and I felt as my ass hole was stretched. I guessed he was using two fingers. At first it felt a little uncomfortable, it burned, but then as he began to move his fingers backward and forward. This time I felt something and it felt nicer. A few minutes later Brandon stopped and came around to the side again picking up the black object, he sat on the edge of the bed and squeezed some of the lube onto his fingers. He spread it all over the black thing. You know by now, I don’t always figure things out right away and watched him doing so. I was surprised and didn’t know what to expect. “What is that thing?” I asked and Brandon smiled, “What does it look like?” I lifted my head a little to get a proper look at the black object and I suddenly realized the shape was like a cock. It cracked me up for a minute. “Well it kind of looks like a black penis!” I giggled a bit as I said I was sure it had to be something totally different. “You got it, it’s called a dildo.” Brandon said as he held it sideways, now I could see it better. It really did look like a hard penis, only black one. It had also black balls on the end it. The fake penis was bigger than my own but smaller than Brandon’s cock. “What’s it for?” I must have looked like a dork as I said it, like I said I don’t always work things out right away and this was one of them times I just didn’t know much about at all. “This is to fuck your cute little ass with,” Brandon answered the way his voice sounded was like ‘what else would I be doing with it’. For me it was just like another piece to the puzzle. I thought finger, my bottom, my ass, the black dildo, the lube, all to fuck my bottom? Was he out of his mind? Like I said, it was bigger than my own penis but smaller than Brandon’s cock, so I guessed it was for sure a lot bigger than two of his fingers! I laughed, I couldn’t help it, there was no way this could be a serious moment. There was no way he was going to be sticking that thing in my little ass! But Brandon got up and went around behind me again, I lifted myself backup on to my arms and twisted back to watch him. I still didn’t think he was serious about this, until I felt the black dildo pressing against my boy hole. I wasn’t so sure at all, I wanted to say something like ‘Forget that, I can’t take that shit.’ “Just relax baby, I’m going to go real slow I promise,” I heard Brandon right as he began to push the dildo inside. I just gritted my teeth tight held my breath and tightened every muscle in my body. I was sure I was going to be yelling from it hurting big time any second. At first the pressing felt uncomfortable making me tighten my ass muscles to the max. “Relax baby, I will stop if you don’t like it” Brandon said in a softer voice easy for him to say! Suddenly it must have started to go in. I couldn’t feel the pressing anymore but I felt something inside, it felt huge and uncomfortable. I was sure it was going to hurt, I felt a soft burning as Brandon kept slowly pushing it in deeper. I found by relaxing a little it the burning went away. I didn’t know how far in the black dildo was in, when Brandon started to move it slowly in and out. That felt different each time he pushed in he would push a little further, but only very slowly. I don’t know how long it was before I heard Brandon’s voice. “All in now, baby. That wasn’t so bad was it?” all in! I thought I couldn’t really believe it would go all in. Okay, it wasn’t as bad as it looked like. It could be worse but I sure felt like a massive dork with that thing stuck in my ass. I was glad I couldn’t see it just as I was accepting it, Brandon moved the dildo in and out. I caught my breath, a little surprised at how it felt, konyaaltı rus escort Brandon started with a slow steady rhythm and each time he pushed it in, it was like it touched something inside me. That felt goodm but was a really weird feeling. Something deep inside me was rubbed, but it felt nice and as Brandon went on. He started to move it a little faster and I had started to relax now. I had just laid my head back down on the pillow when Brandon did something and the black dildo began to vibrate inside. I had to take a sudden deep breath as my back arched, I couldn’t believe how good it was. My mouth was wide open from surprise and Brandon did something and it started to vibrate faster as he kept on moving it backwards and forwards, I was surprised with the first but the faster vibration felt so good. I couldn’t stop a soft moan coming out of my mouth. “I think my boy likes having his little bottom fucked, don’t you?” I heard Brandon say as he pushed the dildo in and out faster which was making it hard for me to breath. I couldn’t believe how intense it felt. I was feeling my penis was hard as a rock and everywhere inside me felt good. For the first time ever, I really wanted to moan. Oh sure, it was feeling so good. I wanted to open my mouth and say don’t stop! I wanted to feel more! I didn’t know if it was my shyness or maybe embarrassment that stopped me yelling for more. I arched my back making my ass stick up more, at the same time wriggling my knees as far apart as I could, I knew Brandon would notice and I was right. “That’s it, boy. Show me what you want.” Brandon said and for a minute he moved the dildo faster but then totally stopped with the fake penis almost out my ass. Only the wider top, the fake cock head stretched my pucker. “You want some more?” Brandon asked, I knew I did and he knew it too, but just like always Brandon wanted to hear it in words. He thought I was too shy. He wanted me to learn to tell what I really wanted. “Yes,” I quietly said back “Why don’t you show me?” Brandon said, nothing was ever simple with Brandon, only this time I was different. The dildo was nearly out, but was still vibrating and I wanted to feel it me inside again. I pushed back on it as Brandon held it, I pushed all the dildo the way back inside. I groaned soflty as I felt the fake balls touched my ass lips. My body tingled but that was nothing like the tingle inside of my body. I rocked my body backwards on my knees moving the dildo in and out of my ass, while Brandon just held it. The faster I rocked, the more intense it became. I was so intense and so good, I felt dizzy and weak but I didn’t want it to end. “Fuck my ass, please!” I just suddenly blurted out, really begging Brandon. I had never asked for anything this way before, but this was somehow different. This was real sex, the sex all boys dreamed and talked about. This felt so good and I wanted more! “That’s my boy,” was all that Brandon said as he took over and began to fuck me with the dildo faster. Everything changed in my mind, Brandon kept thrusting the dildo in and out faster and a little harder and I moaned with lust and joy. Something deep inside my ass was rubbed and it was about to happen. Oh, I knew I was close to that final flash. I lifted myself up a little and looked back at Brandon. At the same time, a pleading moan came from my mouth, ‘Please!’ Brandon started to set up a steady rhythm, each thrust was more even, more steady. I forgot about all the burning in the beginning and began meeting him. It wasn’t long before I fucked myself for real. Every thought was replaced by ecstasy. I love the feeling of the dildo fucking me. I reached for my own penis and began jacking myself as Brandon’s thrusts became quicker. I was grunting each time the fake balls hit my ass. All time stopped, I wanted to get fucked forever. I never wanted to end this! I had stopped jacking myself off, instead I grabbed the chair arm with both hands and pushed harder to get even more of the dildo inside me. I wanted Brandon to know this felt so good. Suddenly it was like everything went blanc, I moaned loud in a row as my orgasm started. It was heaven, like nothing else before, it seemed to start deep inside my ass and another massive one started in my balls at the same time. It travelled through my penis and just as I thought the orgasm was over, another one started happening straight away. I panted, and felt it again. “Wow!” I heard Brandon’s voice, like it was a million miles away. I was now laying down, breathing hard. I felt Brandon’s hand gently stroking my hair, “Are you okay, baby?” Brandon’s sounded a little worried. He stroked my body gentle. I was starting to breath more normal and got everything in focus again. “You know Tony, there’s nothing wrong with moaning and breathing hard you shouldn’t be embarrassed about it.” Brandon talked softly as he stroked my hair, “There’s nothing more exciting for me than seeing that you are feeling good. Next time breathe a little more, I think you nearly blacked out.” Brandon laughed a little as he said it. Another Saturday had ended and no Saturday would be right without Brandon leaving me something to think about. “Tony next week when we get inside, you will take your clothes of for me slowly. Baby, you will beg me in your own words you want to be fucked. You are going to show me how you like it on the dildo, and then I’m going to fuck you real.” I gave him a ‘as if’ look but Brandon only raised his eyebrows as if he was saying ‘we will see!’. Our Saturdays had become like another world. maybe in some ways it’s a bit like when you first start surfing on the Internet, there is so much information that your brain just can’t get it all in. That’s how I was feeling. Thinking about the things that happened. It was fun for sure, but I wasn’t so stupid, there would be more and it would be different. The one thing I did know was Brandon was the right person for me. Wednesday night I couldn’t get the black dildo out of my head, it won’t go away! I surfed around on the Internet found on Nifty some real sex stories about boys and men which were exciting. For a while I got on my hands and knees and pretended the black dildo entered me all the way, but that didn’t work, some things just don’t work by yourself. I had a idea I went to my big robes slid the door open pulled the draws out and used them like steps to reach the top shelf and pulled down all the some spare pillows then chucked them on the bed. I stacked them all on top of each other then climbed onto them putting my knees each side of the big pile, now this was working and getting exciting. I dragged my normal pillow down, just like at Brandon’s pillow and I laid my head down on my pillow. My top half down, bottom up, now I had something to hump in that position all I needed now was to use my imagination. It didn’t take long before I started to hump the pillows all the time thinking back to the cock sized dildo and how it felt. My experience mixed up with things I saw online. The disappointing thing was it didn’t last long, in a few minutes I was breathing hard and reached my orgasm. It was nowhere close to the real thing, but it was the best orgasm I had ever had by myself. Thanks for reading. Hope to hear from ail

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