Basketball Buddy #3
by Xavier L

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After I sent Riley to his house, I went to my room and got cleaned up.  As I stood in the shower letting the water cleanse my sweat and sex from my body, I couldn’t believe what was happening. And why was it that I can get serious pussy whenever I want it, but this fuckin kid next door makes me wild?  It just didn’t make sense.

A few days later Ri’s parents invited my family over for a BBQ at their house.  I was strongly hoping I was going to be able to keep my cock calm around Riley.  The last thing I needed was to have to try and hide major wood.  I realized how much more difficult that challenge would be when he greeted me.  He had his shirt off and had been playing hoops.  He was covered in sweat.  I had my wife beater on, but feeling his wet, smooth skin as I hugged him, his head so damn close to my groin. . . I was already getting hard.

I went ahead and took a seat at the patio table while my parents got drinks and started talking about boring shit.  Riley came and sat in my lap.  It was sheer torture feeling his ass cheeks against my growing cock.  He could feel it, too.  When my cock twitched, I saw Riley’s head turn and look at me.  I smiled, and he returned it.  Then I felt him sliding his ass back and forth.  Fuck dude!  I wondered if he knew what he was doing, and when he looked at me and smiled mischievously, that confirmed it.  “Fuck, Ri!” I said as loud as I dared.  “Quit that shit.”  But that just made him smile bigger and more interested in continuing it.

“Are we going to be eating soon, Mom?” he asked.

“In a while.  Dad hasn’t even started the grill up yet.  There are some snacks over there,” she replied pointing to another table laden with food.  He jumped off my legs and soon after returned with a plate of food.

“Little hungry there, Ri?” I asked.  He nodded as he started eating.  I saw carrot sticks and decided to be a little naughty.  I took one, put it in the Ranch dip, and then held it up to his mouth.  I glanced to make sure no one was watching.  He put his lips around it to bite, but I pulled it back.

I leaned in and whispered, keeping my eyes on the other attendees: “Nice and slow like it’s my cock, bro.”  He put his lips around the base of the stick, just barely touching my finger, and slowly moved his head back.  Once he was at the tip of the carrot, he slowly ran his tongue around the tip.  I was boning pretty bad.  I let him have the carrot and sat back.  He really enjoyed torturing me.  

He grabbed his plate and moved over to me so he could sit in my lap again.  Little bastard! I thought.  At one point I felt his hand move to near my right hip, right where the tip of my cock was laying and squeeze it.  “Dude!” I whispered sharply.  Then he started rubbing me again with his ass.  I could hear him giggling while he did it.  That was it.  I said loudly: “So, Ri, let’s go up to your room and play a game real quick.”

“Cool!” he said, leaping up.  “What are we going to play?”

I pulled my shirt down and adjusted my piece so that it went under the waistband of my shorts.  I hopped up and quickly turned my back to the others so no one would have a chance to notice, and then I nudged Riley who was walking in front of me.  We went up the stairs to him.  As soon as we got inside, I told him to go his window and check to make sure everyone could be seen in his yard.  He put his hands on the windowsill as he peered out the window.  I came up behind him.  “Can you see everyone?” I asked.

“Yep.”

“Good,” I said.  I grabbed his shorts and yanked them down exposing his silk basketball boxers.  He started to turn around, and I shoved him back to the window.  “You keep an eye down there.”  I ran my hands over the boxers feeling his firm cheeks beneath.  “Fuck I love these boxers,” I said.  Then I yanked them down, too.  I smacked him hard on the ass making him jump.

“Ow!” he said.

“Think that was fucking funny, don’t you?”  I swatted his butt again.

“OKAY! I’m sorry, bro!”

I hit his ass less hard this time, but he was expecting more so he still jumped.  I pressed against his ass as I rubbed it lightly.  “Still looking?”

“Yes, Danny.  I’m sorry.  I thought you’d like it.”

I stepped back and pulled down my shorts and my black silk boxers, freeing my large piece.  My cock was dripping precum, and so I rubbed the liquid over the head of my dick.  “I did like it, Riley.  Fuckin turned me on hardcore, little bro.”  Then I slid my dick into his crack.  His head whipped around again as he felt my meat moving between his sweaty cheeks.  I palmed his head like a basketball and twisted it so he was looking out the window.  “I said keep an eye out, fag!”  And then I entered him.  My dick was straining to just plow the hell out of that tight ass, especially after all that shit downstairs.  With my shorts and underwear around my ankles, I had a bit more freedom than last time in the bathroom stall.  I ran my hands up his small back, feeling the light downy hair that covered him.  I gripped his shoulders, and then I thrust into him.

As my thick meat opened his hole wider, he moaned loudly and whimpered slightly.  He wasn’t used to my whole thing just shoving into him.  I sank most of it into his resistant hole, pulled back and then thrust it in deeper as he yelled “DANNY!”  I smacked him on the ass and did it again.

“I know you love it like that, little bro.”  I could smell the smoke from the grill below us, so the next thrust went all the way in.  I heard his head bump against the window.  I looked at him and saw that he had now turned his head to the side.  When I rammed into his ass again, his cheek was against the window as was one of his hands.  “Yes! Little faggot loves that fat cock slamming into his ass, doesn’t he?”  I pulled back almost all the way and then slammed it in again watching his face intently.  It turned bright red, and I saw his breath mist the window as he moaned.  There was no way I could take this slowly anymore.

I slammed it in one more time before getting into a rhythm.  “Tell me you want it, Ri.”

He practically screamed it!  “I want your dick Danny!”

“Shhh!  Not too loud.  We don’t want them hearing!”  I grabbed his hips harder and started pounding his ass a little faster.  However, I soon noticed his head was being banged into the window.  I slowed down, moved my hands to his hips, and then slid them to the front.  Hooking my arms around his thighs I lifted his legs into the air and moved backward.  I could see his face and handprint on the glass.  With his outstretched arms gripping the sill, he reminded me of a wheelbarrow as I continued plowing his hole.  

“Danny!” he breathed as my cock violated him deeper.  “Big bro!”

“Yeah, Riley!  You fuckin want that big cock!”  I started pounding him harder, our bodies slapping together.  When I slowed down some to make this last just a bit longer, I ran my tongue over his damp skin on his back.

“Oh gawd, Danny!”

“My little bro like that?” I asked feigning surprise.  I saw his blonde head nod vigorously.  I did it again as I began to rabbit hump him.  I couldn’t do it as well in this position, so I was forced to stand up.  I slightly leaned back as I rammed my cock into him faster, pulling him toward me with each shove forward.  

Then I heard what could’ve been a bone killer:  “Riley! Danny!”  Shit!  

I stopped.  “Ri, open the window, yell we’re coming.”  I waited as he did that.  “Shut it!”  He closed the window, and I released his legs.  Returning my hands to his hips I started pounding him harder, moving faster as I felt my balls tingle.  His body was rocking back and forth as I rammed his hole.  I could hear him moaning “unnh, unnh, unnh.”  I moved my hands back to his shoulders and pulled him against me as I picked up speed again until I blasted his butt with my load.  “FUCK!” I yelled as my jizz shot deep inside him.

I pulled out when I heard our names being called again.  He quickly pulled his clothes back on, and I did the same.  We went downstairs but right before we got the sliding glass door I stopped him.  “Here, clean this up,” I said.  I pulled my shorts and boxers down exposing my semihard dick.  There was still some cum sliding out of my dick.  He looked at it briefly, so I grabbed his head and pulled it down and felt his tongue lap up the remaining seed.  “Yeah, that’s a good little brother.”

We went outside.  His Mom looked a little pissed.  “It’s my fault.  I wanted to finish our game.”  She accepted that.  We didn’t have a lot of places to sit, so I pulled him into my lap.  He loved it.

The next day I went outside to do my run, and he was playing basketball again.  “Can I join you?” he asked.  I think my cock twitched.

“Sure, bro.”

He ran over to me and whispered:  “Should I change out of my underwear real quick?”

“Why?”

“Are you going to . . . you know.”

I laughed and tousled his hair.  “We’re good.  I can always pull ‘em down if we need.”  As it turned out, we didn’t get to anyway.  The park was fucking packed with people.  Dickwads.

We weren’t able to connect for a few days, so by the time we did I was incredibly worked up.  We were playing hoops outside his house when his mother invited me to join them for lunch.  His dad was at work.  We ate lunch.  When we were done, his mom announced she needed to go run some errands.  “So you need to go get changed real quick.”

“But Mom!  I wanna stay here.”

“You’re not old enough to stay by yourself, young man. . . Unless, well, unless Danny wants to watch you for a few hours.”  

Would I?  If she only knew!  “Umm, yeah,” I started, looking at my watch as if verifying I’d have time.  “That would work.”

“Are you sure?” she asked scrunching up her nose and hoping she wasn’t being too obvious about hoping I was serious.

“Yeah, yeah.  It’s fine, really.”

Riley said “Be right back” and disappeared upstairs.  His mom made sure I had numbers and a bunch of other information I didn’t think I needed.  I heard Riley come back downstairs, but he didn’t come into the kitchen.  When she had left, I went looking for him.  I called his name before going up the stairs, and heard his answer coming from his dad’s den.

When I walked into the den, Riley was sitting on his dad’s desk wearing nothing but boxers. I noticed his shirt and shorts laying on the floor.  “What are you . . . ?” I began to ask when I noticed they were his black silk boxers with basketballs on them.  “Fuckin A, Ri.”

“I remembered you said you liked them.”

I walked up to him and moved between his legs, my hands sliding into the legs of the boxers.  My hands slid up his smooth muscles until they were on his soft thighs.  My cock had pushed my shorts far away from my body.  Riley’s hands felt my shaved forearms.  Then they moved up my large biceps.  “You sure have big muscles, big brother.”

“You like those big muscles do you?”  He nodded his head.  “I got another big muscle I know you like, too.”

“Really?” he asked, head cocked to the side while he tried to figure it out.  “What do you mean?”  I tipped my head down toward my crotch and watched his eyes follow where I pointed.  “Oh!” he said and laughed.  

I removed my hands from his underwear and stepped back.  I pulled my boxer briefs and shorts all the way off.  Since we had so much time, might as well be comfortable, right?  I grabbed him by the hair and guided him off the desk.  I pulled his mouth to my straining cock.  I felt his tongue move against the head, and I released him allowing him to begin swallowing my meat.  I looked down and watched my piece moving back and forth in his mouth.  “Suck that dick, bro.”  He started moving faster, and I slowly moved my hips.  “That mouth feels good, faggot.  Real good.”

I let him blow me slowly for a while before stopping him.  “Get on your knees, dude.”  He dropped to his knees looking up at me.  I held my hand up and moved my finger in a circular motion and watched him turn around.  I got on my knees behind him.  I put my hands on the waistband of his boxers and slowly pulled down watching the pale skin of his ass gradually appear.  When his boxers were done to his knees, I ran my hands up the outside of his legs and felt him shiver.  
I moved a hand to his back and pushed it down.  He dropped onto his palms so that he was on all fours.  I pulled his ass cheeks apart.  I bit his cheek and then moved my tongue to the bottom of the crack and slowly moved it up the inside to the top.  I moved to the other cheek and followed it back down.  “Danny!” he breathed. 

“Feel good, little bro?”

“Yes, bro!”

I followed it back up to the top and then ran my tongue down the middle of his crack until I tasted his hole.  I pulled his hairless cheeks apart and began licking at his hole.  “Bro!” his voice said, the tone higher than normal.  I began eating his ass like crazy, pushing his hole open with my thumb and getting my tongue inside that boy pussy deep.

I licked that hole like mad, letting my tongue drive him to the point of screaming.  He stopped with the first loud yell, though.  “Do it, bro.  No one can your faggot screams right now, Ri.”  I forced his hole open more and ran my tongue all around the inside of his hole while he yelled my name: “DANNY!”  I thrust my tongue in more and licked his juice as his ass pushed up against my face.  I couldn’t take it anymore!

I stood up and smacked him on his ass.  I reached down, grabbed him around the waist and yanked him up.  I flipped him using both hands so that he was laying over my shoulder.  I smacked him on the ass again and carried him up the stairs.  His hands held onto my waist as we passed his bedroom.  “Where are we going, Danny?”

“You’ll find out.”  I noticed his boxers were dangling on his ankles.  I grabbed them and yanked them off, tossing them onto the floor behind me.  I carried him into his parents’ room.

“I’m not supposed to be in here, Danny.”

“You weren’t supposed to be in your dad’s den either.”  I smacked him on the butt again as we entered their bathroom.  I set him down on his feet and started the water.  I gave my cock a couple of pulls before pulling my wife beater off.  Once the water was at the right temperature, I guided him into the tub.  I joined him and pulled the curtain closed.  “Get those lips on my cock again, Riley.”

He returned my dick to his mouth but was sucking faster now.  After a few moments I stopped him.  I put my hands under his arms and hoisted him into the air.  I pivoted and put him against the wall.  He wrapped his legs around me, and I adjusted him so that his hole was in the right position.  “Put your arms around my neck, bro.  I’m gonna pound that boy pussy hard.”  His wet arms went around my neck and gripped firmly.  I guided my cock to his hole and pushed it in just past the tip.  “You ready, bro?”  His blonde hair was stuck to his forehead.  He nodded it yes.  “What you want me to do, Ri?”

“I want you to fuck me, Danny!”

“Where, bro?”

“I want you to fuck me in the butt, Danny!”

I pushed in more of my cock until I saw his mouth open.  “How do you want it, fag?”

“Hard, Danny!  I want it hard!”

“Yeah you fuckin do,” I said and rammed it in.  I felt his nails dig into my neck as he moaned loudly.  I pushed again sinking the rest into him.  I started fucking him with deep thrusts.  I could hear his back slapping against the white tile of the bathroom wall as I drove my cock into his pussy.  I picked up speed until he was almost howling, and then I slowed down.  I moved my hands to hold him under his ass.  I pulled my dick back and then shoved it in.  I did this several more times as he moaned like a banshee.  As I pounded his hole, I rested my head next to his neck.  I moved my lips to his wet skin and sucked lightly.  He gripped me even tighter.

I slid my hands up his smooth back and along the cool tiles.  I gripped him firmly and spun around.  I shoved the curtain aside with his shoulder and stepped out of the shower.  I didn’t care the water was on, and I didn’t care that there would be water on their carpet.  Fuckin deal with that shit later.  I walked carrying him, my arms interlocked around his back.  As soon as I entered the room, I spun around and pinned him to the wall.  I heard a boom as he slammed against the wall.  I drove my hips up and forward ramming my cock into him.  I moved my hands back down to his sweet ass and started rabbit fucking him.  

I could hear his body thumping against the wall and could also hear some of the pictures rattling.  I slowed down again, gradually pulling my dick back and then slamming it forward.  “Unnnhhh!” he yelled.    “Danny!”

“Louder, faggot!”  I slammed my cock into his ass again hearing more pictures rattle.

“DANNY!”

“Fucking cock feels good, doesn’t it, little bro?”

“YES!”

I pounded into him hard and started building up speed again.  As I drove my piece into him I was sure my cock was in his stomach.  I noticed as one of the pictures fell off the wall.  I looked and saw it was his parents’ wedding picture.  Their faces were looking up at me as I plowed their little boy.  I smiled at their picture and drove my cock in even harder, stopping to pull my cock back until it almost slipped out and then shoving it back in making him almost scream with pleasure.  I smiled at their smiling faces and returned to pounding him.

Within a few moments I was doing it so hard the pictures were rattling again.  When the next one fell down, I didn’t bother looking.  I was so fucking heated.  I could’ve rammed him right through that wall and never noticed.  I did, however, notice that his head was started to bang against the wall.  Knocking him out wouldn’t be a good idea, I thought, and so I slowed down.  I grabbed him around his back again and moved away from the wall.  “Know what I’m going to do now, little bro?”  He shook his head no.  “I’m going to fuck that pussy on your mom and dad’s bed, bro.  Fuck their sweet little boy right where they fuck, Ri.”  

“Please. . . “ he said softly.  I could tell he wanted it.  Wanted it like fucking air, man. 

I carried him to their bed and dropped him down on his back.  I grabbed his legs and shoved them backward.  “Bet they fuckin made you on this bed, bro.”  With his feet past his head I started pounding his ass again.  I glanced to my right and noticed they had a big mirror behind their dresser. I leaned forward as I watched our reflection in the mirror.  I held his legs down, and I watched as I moved my hips backward pulling my cock backward.  In this position my biceps looked huge.  I slammed my rod back into him hearing him yell.  I couldn’t pull my eyes away from the mirror.  “Scream for it, cunt!” I said and rammed my piece into him good and hard.  I felt his hands on my forearms.  I admired my glutes and large legs in the mirror as I started fucking him faster.

I pulled out of him.  Keeping his knees to his chest, I spun him around on top of the blanket until I could fuck him while looking at the mirror.  I shoved it back in his hole.  I returned to pounding him hard.  As the loud yells started coming out of him, I happened to see a picture in the reflection.  I looked more closely at it and realized it was a picture of Riley hanging above their bed.  His face smiled at me from his picture.  I found myself smiling as well as I picked up speed.  “Danny!” I heard him yell again.

“That’s right, faggot!  Scream my name, bro!”

“DANNY!”  

I was looking at him now, watching his face.  I could feel my balls moving up as they slapped against his ass.  The pressure was growing, and my whole body was tingling.  I was ramming him harder.  I could hear the bed underneath is protesting as our bodies bounced together.  His eyes were closed, and his mouth remained open as he grunted while my piece steadily pounded into him.

I was getting closer.  I couldn’t slow down now if I wanted.  I extended my legs behind and shoved his legs back more.  As my body raised up, I drove it down letting my weight really ram my meat hard into his tight hole.  “Yeah, faggot!  Gonna blast you good, Riley!”  I was going faster, my hips driving it deeper with each thrust.  I started squeezing my ass muscles together each time I rammed into him wanting to bury every possible inch into his butt.

I was so damn close and heated.  As I stared at his open mouth, I felt drawn to it.  I crushed my lips against his, my tongue shoving into his mouth.  I continued pounding his ass while he grunted into my mouth, my tongue wrapping around his and exploring his mouth greedily.  I felt my pace quickening as it felt like my fucking dick would explode.  I stopped kissing him as I focused all my attention to plowing his sweet hole.  It felt like electricity was rippling through me as my orgasm built rapidly.  I heard Riley breathe “Danny!” and the gates burst.  My cock twitched like crazy as it launched several volleys of jizz.  My head rested near his face, my forehead against the mattress, as I gasped for air.  “Fuck, Ri!”

I released his legs and let them stretch out until they were on either side of me.  I felt him kiss me on the cheek.  “How long until you’re ready again, bro?” he asked.